The way you draw Taka, Chihiro and Mondo fills me so much joy I love them so much 🥺🥺🥺
uwa thank u!
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The way you draw Taka, Chihiro and Mondo fills me so much joy I love them so much 🥺🥺🥺
uwa thank u!
I’m crying I just noticed you put Freed in the Gay White Man shirt that’s so perfect
YEA this is literally what I was aiming for, I’m glad someone noticed sdkjgakjsg
I was going for this type of look
Your art,,,,it is poggers,,,much love 👍
thank u!!!!!!!!!!! and thanks for coming by!!!
Laxus, Freed, and Gajeel : BNHA AU
Commission for @aphtoris! Thank you so much!
Where did the Fraxus child come from!! I’ve never seen that art before!!!
Hiro Mashima posted his original art of this random girl on his twitter account (an oc??) - and we, and apparently other people too haha, kind of went ‘wow well this might as well be a Fraxus child’ and we’re all cool with this it seems so-
there she is.
Uhhhh scent kink with Fraxus
To Laxus, being a dragon slayer was nothing more than a means to an end. He needed the power, and the validation from his father. But the former became redundant, and Laxus realised that he could never rely on the latter; his new power was just something else which made him different from the rest of the guild. Now he could not ride transportation without feeling sick. He ate more, slept less, and was hypersensitive to certain tastes and smells. If anything, being a dragon slayer was inconvenient. It was not something he would choose again, if he could.
The worst part was the effects on his body, and how that could impact his team and work. Laxus felt bad for Gray, because if every dragon slayer had this kind of stamina and libido then the ice wizard would never sleep, not with Natsu as a lover. The kid was hyper enough as it was.
Laxus winced, his erection wilting at the thought of Natsu. He was attractive enough, but he was too short, and had an odd, smokey smell to him. Laxus had learned that smell was important, and maybe that was a dragon slayer thing, or just something about himself which he had never realised before, but there was only one scent which excited him enough. In one hand Laxus held a pair of Freed’s boxers, his cock was clenched in the other, and as he pumped the shaft. This was wrong, he knew that of course, and if Freed ever found out then Laxus would have to quit the guild and move continents just to save his own embarrassment, but the fact was… Freed smelled good.
Not in an artificial sense; Laxus preferred Freed just before he showered, when he smelled like sweat and earth and something sweet, something he had learned to associate only with the other man. It was the most potent in his boxers, the concentration of smells which were solely Freed was intoxicating, and every time Laxus discovered a new layer of scents his cock leaked a little more, twitching in his palm as he thought about Freed, about the harsh grace of him, how everything was a contradiction which manifested so beautifully until he was all Laxus could think about.
He held the material to his face until there was more Freed in Laxus’ lungs than air. His vision was going black around the edges, his ears ringing, alarm bells which told him that he was close to passing out, but that was when the scents were the sharpest, and Laxus came hard, messy, whining Freed’s name into a mouthful of fabric.
Panting slowly, coming down from that dangerous high, Laxus dropped the boxers on the mattress beside him. He swore that he would replace them tomorrow, but for tonight he would allow himself to indulge. Laxus fell onto his front, dribbled lube across his fingers and breathed in Freed’s scent once more. His ass was in the air, and once Laxus had a good angle to explore it, he both praised and cursed his dragon slayer senses. It truly was going to be a long night.
Freed’s eyelashes: *exist* Me: Talented, brilliant, amazing, stunning, never been done—
freed: [exists]
me: talented, brilliant, amazing, stunning, never been done–
Every time you draw Yu/Kanji, I turn into that Gordon Ramsey meme like “delicious, finally some good fucking food”
heehee thank yoou and oh thats me too when I see ppl draw Yu/Kanji 🥺we starving out here