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ourrgg MYATTEMPT!! At arcane sombra

cuz i wanted to try the style, anD HUMAN SOMBRA LOOKS SOCOOL

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swimsaway

(gitm au and sombra belong to @venomous-qwille!)

#Myart #Dont mind me #IFEWL #sobad #posting #Yea thatsit #GEHSNDBDBSN #dca fandom #Gitm au #arcane study #ourrgg #Im #proydofthis #i wanna draw people more 💥💥💥🗣️‼️🤾

i think if i'm not reincarnated into a beautiful butchboy mac in my next life i might like do 9/11

#hugnmfnfn. god damnit i need (to be) him #sobad #please god i dont ask for much... reincarnate me into a lotus flower.......#mac mcdonald #iasip #ry.txt

#real

#still the best and realest moment in the diplomat.#needthatsobad #sobad

Ineed to draw myself makign out with my husbands right meow

NOT proofread its 2 am and I need to get this OUT of my mind.

Futch Fem!Caleb who wants to protect you from all the gross creepy guys at school. She reminds you constantly that they're all gross horndog idiots who only want to do bad things to you. At your complaints that she's being overprotective, she assures you she's just being thorough because she cares about her sweet naive meimei, definitely not because she wants to do all those things to you and worse. And of course you listen, because why would your Jiejie lie to you? Even though she gets that look in her eyes when you ask what exactly the boys she tells you to stay away from want to do to you, that look that says she wants to show you. "You don't need to worry about those pips," she deflects. "Just trust your jiejie."

Fem!Caleb who asks you to trim the back of her mullet just to feel your fingers comb their way through her hair. She insists its getting too long, that DAA pilots are required to keep their hair cropped short at the base of their necks, but it isn't true. Those regulations are only for men. She just wants the skin there to be bare so she can feel the contact of your hands hooking around the back of her neck when you hug her.

Fem!Caleb who's always styled your hair before school, who knows her way around your head better than you do. Who lazily checks the strands for split ends when you lay together, running her fingers down to the base of your scalp. Who clips your ends dutifully, checking your neck for stray clippings because you complain that the hair makes you itchy. Gently wrapping her hands around your neck and rubbing soothing circles with her thumbs to feel for the spiky strands. Looking down your shirt, just to be sure nothings in there. Plucking bits from under your bra strap, insisting you take it off to get to the ones she can't see. Whose fingers wander over the covered flesh of your breasts over your shirt, now unencumbered by your bra. Who brushes over your nipples softly, just light enough that it feels like an accident.

Fem!Caleb who you trust more than anyone. She calms you down when your period comes for the first time. She's older, stronger, cooler, and she's been through it all before. She's the star of the campus basketball team, the ace of every sports event, the most popular upperclassman in your school. So when she asks you to practice for dates, you aren't surprised. "We're getting to that age," she says, insistent, "We should know what it's like." So of course you we're each others first kiss. The ones as kids didn't count, you always kissed each other growing up. No, the experimental kisses you shared as high schoolers were wholly different, at least to you. Scientific, just research and preparation. At least, that's what your Jiejie told you. But her open-mouthed pants, her half lidded gaze, the way she kept shimmying and squirming on top of you, it all felt too strange to be just an experiment. And too frequent too, even though your Jiejie assured you experiments weren't valid if they could not be repeated. She was the science geek, not you, so naturally you did as you always do: whatever your beloved Jiejie says is best.