#he wants a peek

[dustcrumbs]

Cowabunga!

Redraw of old art below..

[thebaratie]

I was just mindlessly scrolling, but I followed you purely because that one Luffy post had so much chaotic good energy that I had to follow you for more content of the silly little guy.

TYSM! here's a little captain for your passage!

[jfkisonthemoon]

three orv moments that i cant think of together without wanting to throw something through a window:

the "no one was more of an idealist than yoo joonghyuk" line

the scene where secretive plotter talks about the young boy in the front car who died every regression

how sp, with oldest dream in his arms, smiled and looked liberated as the train pulled away

[kokomini9]

doodles of themmmmm // geppie cute either way and then cute domestic au 🤭💕

[speakofcompersion]

cutie moments during Ephemeral Gaze soundcheck 😌💘 [240901 WANT / SITA]

[mobius-m-mobius]

LOKI | 1x01 "Glorious Purpose" // 2x01 "Ouroboros"

[teabutmakeitazure]

yan chrollo's eyes are mysterious.

you always feel them on you, yet you have not seen them on you even once. the feeling always strikes when you exist in the comfort of your own little bubble, either lounging on the bed or sofa or when you entertain yourself with a chore or book. sometimes it strikes even when chrollo is not there, his physical absence seemingly not sufficient to keep that feeling of watchful eyes at bay.

perhaps he is there. perhaps he has a way to watch you from all sides since you are never able to locate the source of the watchful gaze. it would be daft of you to think for even a second that he is not watching. whether he is home or not is irrelevant.

yet when he sits with you in front of the fireplace of the home you currently live in, you grow bold. the repercussions fail to squander your growing attitude at the lack of privacy, and upon the feeling the audacious intrusion of his hand up your ridiculously short skirt, you think of yourself as foolish.

you think of yourself as foolish but you think of yourself as carrying out a necessary duty, something that has lives at stake and carries the potential to change the world. your world.

thus, you strike.

you heave out a gentle sigh and rest your head on his shoulder, all familiar actions that alert chrollo of your inevitable misbehaviour. your eyes look up at him through your lashes and a finger teasingly runs over the forearm holding a book in hand. it's a dangerous game, to tease the beast currently sitting cuddled up next to you in front of a fire who holds the power to switch the comfort in your life for discomfort.

despite that, he smiles. he smiles and he peeks at you. he sees the look on your face, takes in the impatience and boldness and thinks God knows what of it and continues smiling only to flat out ignore you and simply turn a page (how infuriating).

the fingertip traces his forearm again, yet even upon receiving no response or reaction you remain indefatigable in your petty pursuit. ironically, he snaps when your finger lands on his thigh instead. the book is closed shut without a bookmark to save the page and a deep breath is taken in.

you think yourself to be in trouble, but chrollo simply pulls you even closer.

"you're being oddly touchy," he comments. his eyes are fixed onto the fire, yet you still feel his gaze when you look away.

unlike your own expectations, you voice your question without making small talk. it felt gruesome to push those words out of your mouth, but it happened, and you successfully asked him. chrollo, however, does not give you an answer.

the arm on your thigh travels up to your hip, the palm cupping the dip in your body while the thumb gently draws circles. the book that he placed onto his lap is picked up and gently placed onto the side table, yet you are not graced with an answer yet.

this is a test of some sort. you know it.

"do you really want to know?"

you nod immediately. he is not looking at you.

"the answer might not be something you would appreciate." suddenly, he shifts, and you are met with the grey eyes that have captivated you and held your attention for months. even though your heart skips a beat at the action, you cannot help but try your best to push away the hint of fear that creeps up your spine.

chrollo inquires about your decision again, and you resist the urge to look at his chest instead. gazing on his toned chest teasingly peeking out through an unbuttoned shirt is preferable to his eyes, yet you don't.

your nod is enough to allow chrollo to continue and give you the answer you've been pursuing for months, and when his lips part, your eyes widen at the same speed only to narrow in disappointment when he gives his answer.

"if i tell you, you'll get bored of me." with that, the book is picked up again, your head once again pushed to rest on his shoulder, and the page he left it on opened up once again.

your arguing ends in a loss as per usual. no matter. at least you have something to do until you get your answers.

[solargeist]

two beginner Watchers and a little (Xelqua ?) (Grian ?) ( ???)

not canon to any AU, this is just random indulgences to me. this is me showing you my littlest pet shop toys

[suntails]

⚔️🦦

[druidonity2]

A lost little king, seeking advice from all corners of Azeroth, finds himself searching for this 'Loa of Kings'. He is surprised when he finds it's someone he's met before...

[just-null]

are you oka- oh.

[arsenicflame]

Izzy peeking onto your dash!

[celorangeine]

these are my headcanons for what these 3 would wear outside of their uniforms 🤗

[buwheal]

How is your hand doing? Is it still bleeding, at all?

[n0bluev]

[akai-anna]

project "i'm totally normal about this guy and his wardrobe"

a work in progress