#wip ok

[dizziesims]

hmmm idek ok

edit: here's another one lol

edit 2: anotha

[thatdoodlebug]

my first homemade sticker attempt...i need to get some craft scissors...

follow here for when i hopefully refine the technique lol

[ironamour]

Dkfembk fic where deku and kacchan are in a relationship, married, and they just had a baby.

And everything is good! Deku is so good about taking care of the baby and letting kacchan sleep and rest - she just gave birth and that shit hurts okay? - and kacchan honestly didn't think she could love him anymore than she already did, but deku always seems determined to prove her wrong about that.

One day, when kacchan is slowly making her way to the bathroom to pee, grumbling about how her sweet little angel of a baby fucking ruined her bladder, she passes a mirror in the hallway.

Once she gets into the bathroom, and flicks the light on, she does her business, flushes the toilet and goes to wash her hands.

Once she's done, she happens to glance up and freezes at what she sees looking back at her.

Bloodshot eyes, dark eyebags, and so.many.stretch.marks. She hadn't noticed them before, what with being in so much goddamn pain, but now it's all she can see. And she's wearing nothing but a tank top and a lose pair of underwear, anything else felt like too much, so she can see everything.

The dark stretch marks on her belly from when she was pregnant. The previously unseen stretch marks on her boobs a darker shade of pink and glaring back at her. The loss of muscle tone she used to pride herself on. The extra pouch of softness by her hips.

The more she looks, the more she sees. And what she sees isn't pretty. Pretty soon, shes starting to hyperventilate, horrified with what she sees and with what her body has become.

Tears prick her eyes when she realizes this is what deku has been looking at the past few weeks it's taken for her to heal up. This horrible, disgusting, disfigured...thing before her. And she can't help but wonder, is this why he's been so eager to look after the baby? So he doesn't have to look at her? Look at her and see what she's turned into? How can he be anything but repulsed when he sees how she's let herself go? Is he going to leave her once he gets a good enough look at all the changes her body has gone through? When he realizes she's not who she used to be?

It takes her a moment to realize she's crying, tears trailing down her plump cheeks as she looks at how ugly she's become. And even though she knows she should look away, should just turn the light out and walk out the door. She can't. She has to memorize how much her body's changed.

With a few sniffs, she wipes her face and splashes it with cold water. After she dries her face off with a hand towel, she flips the light off and opens the bathroom door, all without looking in the mirror.

As she slowly makes her way down the hall, back to their bedroom to sleep, she passes the hallway mirror again. Only this time, she cringes away from it, too ashamed to look at herself any longer.

[tactax-art]

Finally (almost) finished the flats!

WIP