#toxic all might

[lyraminerva]

This is a scene I wrote out years ago for a fic and just rediscovered. I’m turning it into a oneshot but this is what I found:

They’re hanging out in the UA dorms, Todoroki isn’t there because he’s visiting his mom. Todoroki has been really protective of Midoriya lately so the squads saw this as the perfect opportunity to see why the class cinnamon roll has been more cinnamon and less roll as of late.

Uraraka: What’s wrong Deku, you’ve been a bit irritable lately? Did something happen?

Izuku: No! I’m perfectly fine! Everything is fine! Ok?!

Kaminari: I think you just proved her point there man.

Kirishima: yeah, what’s up with you lately midobro?

Deku: I said it’s fine, can’t you just drop it already?

Iida: Midoriya, we’re worried about you and your well-being. If something is bothering you, you should tell us. We might be able to help.

Deku: Trust me, you won’t. This isn’t something that can just be fixed.

Shinso: So you admit there’s something wrong?

Deku: Wow you really aren’t going to let this go are you? Fine, you caught me, I’m mad at all might. There! Happy now?

Bakugou: What?Why! He’s been your idol since you were 2!

Deku: You know what? *inhaling sharply then releasing with a frustrated sigh, mumbling the rest of his response * Nevermind, it’s nothing. I’m just being petty over something that’s none of my business to begin with.

Tsu: If it’s bothering you then it’s not nothing, Midoriya. You know you can tell us anything right? We won’t judge. *kero*

Sero: yeah man! If it’s making you this mad it’s clearly not “nothing”

Deku: You really want to know what happened?! Fine! All Might’s fucking my Mom! He’s dating my fucking Mom! *Midoriya starts to dissolve into a fit of angry tears*

Everyone: trying not to laugh

Todoroki comes back from his weekly meeting with his mom to find deku bawling in the living room with a pissed looking Iida scolding Kaminari and Sero for breaking. Uraraka and Tsu are trying their best to comfort deku while Mina is busy choking on her water after doing the spit take to end all spit takes. Kirishima is busy trying to keep Bakugou from killing All Might. Katsuki is screaming “THAT BASTARD!ILL KILL HIM! HES GONNA PAY FOR WHAT HES DONE!HES DEAD,HEAR ME?DEAD!” Then devolving into growls and screams. Todoroki isn’t one to show a lot of emotion but he’s pissed.

Once everything has calmed down…

With the baku squad without Bakugou.

Jirou: does anyone know why Midoriya is so on edge lately? He snapped his pencil earlier today when All Might came in for heroics…

Kaminari: Oh, yeah. It’s because All might us Detroit smashing his Mom.

Kirishima and Sero both die of laughter. Jirou looks at Kaminari disgusted, which, fair enough, who would actually want to know about their teacher’s sex life.

Kirishima pulls himself together: not cool bro, you can’t just say stuff like that

Kaminari: But it’s true!

Sero: yeah, I mean, he told us himself.

Kirishima: still, it’s not our place to joke about it

Kaminari: maybe not, but that doesn’t change the fact that All Might is Full Cowling Fucking Mido’s Mom.

Jirou laughs at that one.

Jirou: shut up *can’t stop laughing*

[bunnieswithknives]

Gore, Violence and Blood under the cut

What a mess

[cuntchuck]

sorry i havent posted for the last day of chilaios week, i wish i could describe better why i havent been able to finish the last drawing-

my best explenation:

if anyone knows how to deal with this please help, i am in desperate need of it.

[dotted-clouds]

mods are asleep, time to post my god x lawyer toxic yaoi at 1am

[wyrmwright]

bro he does NOT want to hear you practice your villain monologue

[daily-odile]

everything is the same except Odile is the one looping

oh. heheheheh. muahahahaha. hold on *digs through my pile of disorganized sketches*

Odile loops au; a sketch compilation!!

Some old fic drabbles + associated sketches under cut (a6 secret spoilers):

hc: Since equipment carries over, as long as Odile uses her book in a fight, she can write down notes and have it carry over loops

toxic doomed yuri (for a more fleshed out fic I highly recommend The Sweetest Thing by soreimoon, it's amazing)

[the-judicial-assistants-notebook]

not enough discussion about the gavins' complicated relationship with feminine-coded/beauty products, i don't think.

[shuploc]

Ai art?

Are you fucking joking?

Sorry, no, it is not and I find it so disrespectful you would even think to ask that. I have not and will NEVER touch anything AI related ever in my life, I think it's so utterly pointless and destructive and it frankly makes me wanna kill myself.

So no, it is not and never will be, and you can safely hold that to me for the rest of my existence. I really hope this is the last time someone asks me this.

[arttsuka]

Some past fiddlestan? (Like Ford just went through the portal. He gone now. Past. Yk?)

The mystery misery yaoi

[beetle-baguette]

bleu et orange

[fisheito]

still thinking about those promo pics where they locked the tops and bottoms in separate rooms

[poppy-metal]

fail marriage when ur hella ovulating and you’re lonely and you miss him and you’re only separated, he’s still your husband really, so you call art. you tell him,”we don’t need to work anything out today. we don’t even have to talk. i just want to feel you. i miss touching you. i’m lonely. hang up if you’re coming over.”

you hear the line go dead and ring in your ear. you smile softly. he’s still your art. he still answers your call within one ring. he still wants you without thinking. he still needs you without caring what it means or if it will hurt him. you feel bad, guilty, but you feel so good to have him. when he knocks on your door, that special rap, you’re already waiting and open it. he spills through it, sweeping you up in his arms, embracing you before he even thinks about anything sexual.

“i love you.”

he says it without meaning to.

“i love you.”

“i love you.”

“i love you.”

“i love you.”

and it goes on like that. neither one of you can leave the others confession unsatisfied, unrequited. as you kissed with tongue and entire mouth, as you shed layer after layer of clothes and struggled around each other into the bedroom of your tiny apartment (normally, art was furious you lived here at all, furious you felt you should have to pay for yourself. he would pay for a bigger place, begged you to get somewhere in a safer part of town on his dime, but you wouldn’t hear it. quietly and graciously, you denied him more of you.) as you tugged and clawed and groaned and entered each other you chanted your mantra. i love you. all that shit that broke you up, none of it mattered tonight. none of it. you were his and he was yours and tonight, nothing would change that. i love you, the only true thing in the world, just for one night. and another night. and another and another and another.

u want me dead......

Its so evil of her too, it's like shes testing to see if it really is true that he wants her that badly - if he'll let her use him and hurt him by giving him her body but not her heart - art has always wanted to be a martyr for those he loves, always lets his love abuse him - and its sick you'd do that to him when you remember how he'd brought it up in therapy, back when you'd tried therapy together, how he felt like he was never good enough, but he was kind of addicted to that feeling - because its what kept him chasing for more, more, more, even if he suffered.

you'd never wanted to make your husband suffer. never in your whole time together had you wanted to inflict pain. but maybe thats where you went wrong with eachother. each of you unwilling to inflict pain on the other, unwilling to take risks, to dig your claws in, to demand things and hurt and be loud and messy and raw.

you want to hurt him now. you want to take his love and abuse it, put it to the test, push its limits to see how strong it really is - its why you walked away in the first place. nothing was gonna change between you without carnage. you'd both suffered too long in the silence of your quiet wanting for anything else to bring you back together.

you dont know how long you plan to drag it on for - how long you'll keep pushing and pushing him. until he breaks, maybe?

you're getting close to that point when you invite him over - allow him to touch you and pour confessions into your lips - but you keep your own lips tightly sealed. even if you echo it back everytime in your head, when he kisses down your body, between your legs and you almost say it, almost gasp it when his tongue rolls your hot clit in his mouth. the words are on the tip of your lips, ready to pitch over when he makes you cum around his fingers knuckle deep inside you - you're grateful when he licks into your mouth before they flow out - moan against him instead as you shatter apart in his arms, clenching and clenching around him.

"there, baby, there. cum for me - you're so beautiful, fuck - i missed this. i miss you, i love you -" and you kiss him this time, to shut him up.

your body wants his. it wants to take his cock inside her and wrap legs around him and never let him go - you want to kiss between his legs, suck him between your lips and worship him back with long pulls of your throat - you want to sink down on him, feel him stretch you out - you want him to take you roughly, push you back and yank your legs apart and growl and snarl at you for leaving him. fuck you with punishing snaps of his as he reminds you why you're meant for eachother.

but he gasps, "please. let me-"

and you come back to yourself. make yourself go cold instead of melting warm.

you push him away again, pretending the wounded fawn look he gives, he's always been such an open bleeding wound, doesn't affect you.

"you should go." you tell him instead.

you hear him inhale sharply. see suprise, and loss, and hurt and, most startilingly - anger, flash in his blue eyes. they darken. you swallow, your breath catching as you watch eachother.

he clenches his jaw. he obviously wants to push back. but he just looks away, and jerks his chin in a nod. dejected - "yeah, okay."

you deflate.

you dont look up when you hear the door close. empty fucking apartment. you'll probably cry yourself to sleep at night.

and tomorrow you'll be back to pushing. always pushing. something has to give, eventually.

[cryinganabell]

Venus and Mercury being frenemies

Some ol duudles

[spideriot]

“RUN YOU LITTLE BITCH!”

AHAHHAHAH i finally finished this piece after like 3 days LMAO! i started a fh npmd au and obvs i had kipperlily as grace… i don’t have all of the characters decided yet but i HAD to draw kipperlily or else i would go crazy

the lightings my fav part and i’m glad it turned out SOOO well like it took so long thank good it worked out and looks good lmao. oh and here the drawing without the words + the harsh lighting and shadows

also what color are kipperlilys eyes?? the wiki doesn’t say so i just gave her blue eyes… also her hair is supposed to be a low half up half down ponytail but i dont think that reads all that well. L for me i guess lol

[mirandimoo]

bakugo finally gets up the courage to ask deku out and toxic all might stan izuku midoriya is like “awww kacchan!! i really like you too! unfortunately though all might never got married so i can’t either sorry :)”