#thanks for the request :))

[askthendings]

can u draw rhm

[keirahknightley]

The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (2001)

🎬 Peter Jackson

+ IMDb trivia

[gilverrwrites]

I love imaging Dick, Tim, and Damian sneaking around trying to meet Jasons new gf because they just wanna be involved in his life and they know if they they leave it to Jay they wont meet her u til they're married with kids 😭

AND ‘omg us meeting Jason’s siblings when’

AN: Ngl I love this idea too, its so shitty of them but they have the best of intentions.

Damian

A boy no older than 14 with eyes that pierce the soul was not what you'd expected to find on Jason's couch the very first time he'd left you alone there. Jason had to dip out unexpectedly early, and had promised you run of the place until he got back so you'd slept in as long as you could and were on your way to make breakfast when you're greeted by the hell-child.

Once your initial fright wears off you realise you recognize him from a photo Jay had showed you which makes you feel slightly more at ease.

“Good morning? Damian right?” You offer as you pass him, be-lining for the coffee machine, you're gonna need caffeine if you're meeting any member of Jay's family for the first time. “Can I get you anything?”

“Alfred says it's unbecoming to sleep past 9.” Besides the initial glare he'd graced you with as you emerged from the bedroom, he doesn't even look up at you, his eyes glued to the pages of a book. Like brother like brother, you guess.

“Oh, well. Good thing Alfreds not here then.” You add a small laugh, trying to inject some humour to the situation. Damian does not respond in kind. “Is that a no? I think there's some chocolate cereal around here somewhere.”

“What do you do for work that allows you to be in my brother's home in the middle of the day?”

Jeez this kid is no-nonsense. “Or I could make pancakes, I make really good pancakes.”

“And tell me what exactly are your intentions with my baby brother?” Baby?

“I think there's some chocolate chips around here somewhere. Jason says you like chocolate. Chocolate pancakes?”

“Do you always avoid questions?”

“Are you always so intense?”

He slams the book closed and you nearly jump on the spot. He finally looks at you, really looks at you and as you stare back his features begin to soften slightly.

“I’ll have a coffee.”

You're certain from the sly look on his face that he's probably not allowed coffee. He certainly doesn't need any. But screw it, he's not your kid and if it gets him to like a little, you'll take the risk.

So you pour two coffees and join him on the couch. His questions do not cease until Jason returns about an hour later. He couldn't care less about the coffee, but he does care about Damian breaking in to interrogate his partner and immediately kicks Damian out.

Dick

Dick finds out about your existence from one of Damian’s letters, and he's subtle but pushy about meeting you. Not that you're aware. He keeps ‘dropping by’ Jason's apartment ‘just to see his lil brother’, no other reason but is told to get lost or downright ignored anytime you're there, until he decides to cut out the middle man and turn up at your home instead.

“Let me tell you, you are a hard person to get a hold of.” He informs as he invites himself through your front door.

“Um, hello Dick?” As you stare at his lush hair and sculpted abs you wonder what Alfred feeds these boys.

“Yep! I can't stay so I’ve gotta make this quick.” he gestures for you to come closer, speaking in a playful, conspiratorial whisper. “Jay doesn't know I'm here.”

That would be why he can't stay, Jason is due at your door any minute now.

“But you two seem to be getting pretty serious and I think it's important that we all get to know each other. You following?”

You nod, and he gives you the perkiest, most genuine smile. That or he has that exact look practised to a T. From what Jay tells you, either is possible.

“So, Barbara and I, that's my wife” You nod once more, you're aware of Barbara also. “have booked a table at Casa Gotica for Thursday night. We need you to get Jason there without letting on that it's a double date.”

“I don’t know.” you finally give your nodding head a break. “Jay and I don’t lie to each other.”

“Right. I can't begrudge that. Very glad to hear he's picked an honest one.” He takes a moment to straighten his thoughts, but his moment is cut short but the echo of Jason’s combat boots approaching your door. Dick’s eyes rapidly scan the room for a secondary exit before he settles on an open window. “Don't think of it as lying, think of it as omitting the truth. Whatever you have to do just be there for 6.30. Oh, and it's great to meet you!”

“You too.”

“Thursday, 6.30!”

Before you can agree he’s gone, presumably scaling the side of your building as Jay steps inside.

Tim

Tim was actually the first to be aware of you and your relationship with his brother, however, the very real possibility of being gutted by Jason for snooping in his personal life was too high for him to make a move.

But you seeking him out is a different story; or rather, you being the first to say hi when you bump into each other in line at the grocery store is different. It would be rude not to respond to your attempts at initiating a conversation.

“Hello, hi, are you Tim? You don't know me but I’m Jasons partner. Its so great to meet you.”

“I know who you are.” He states rather ominously, eyes darting around behind you. “Is he here?”

“No, but he's picking me up after.” His shoulders visibly ease.

“Cool cool cool.” He’s suddenly much more personable. “So, I hear you're into…”

That chatting doesn't dry or lul at all as the queue dwindles and both buy your groceries. He waits with you until you get confirmation from Jay that he's on his way. He's easily the chillest sibling you've met thus far.

When Jason arrives he gets out of the car to open the boot and passenger door for you as always, but not before he thrusts his phone in your face. “Where is he?”

Displayed on the screen is a selfie of Tim with you in the background, you absolutely do not remember it being taken.

[ngc7009]

@einkleinesmittelding ab-so-lutely, here you go. proud lion and his kittens

[keebokuun]

Just a little request but could you draw a doodle of N trying to flirt with Uzi and Uzi getting flustered :3?

I looked up computer related pick up lines for this one and you don’t wanna see what I’ve seen

[trashyshrew]

anything with misa amane? your art looks so pretty!

thank you!

please see below :)

[joifee]

2# kiss of kissweek - scwhip (Scott and fwhip)

one of my personal fav ships actually. But then i am just a fan of every kind of fwhip duo, trio or ship

thanks for the suggestion :D

[anannua]

shhh.........

thanks for the request @zephyrantha

[dirtgrubber]

Can you draw Alastor and Lucifer as the "in a heartbeat" meme? Thank you if you do ^^ PS: love your art

whoopsie

[joz-yyh]

Draw request: Gimli from Lord of the Rings 🫴🪓

[evilcokito]

Captain and Lieutenant of Squad 9

" Protect the Soul Society AND THE CAPTAIN at all costs! ".

Requested by: @mediocremelatonin235 Thank you! As there are two characters at the same time, the illustration is a little more elaborate has an insane amount of love and work it was very entertaining to do this as a Lieutenant-Captain team!!!

☀️ 🐍 Curiosities: ok, this is going to be long.

Even though Kalim is the Captain, he never fights or has been seen fighting. Therefore, Jamil is VERY close to the power that a captain can have. He also acts like one most of the time and subordinates follow his orders. They think that their lieutenant is very honorable to do that... but Jamil believes that he has no choice.

The lieutenant and subordinates of this squad are in charge of defending Soul Society, therefore, they are always prepared for battle. Anyway they are easily distracted if someone attacks or goes directly Kalim.

They are also in charge of writing a magazine that is used as communication media in the Soul Society. All Captains, Lieutenants and Shinigami can participate. It is much less serious than it seems: Trey publishes recipes, Idia "Video Game Guides", Crewel fashion and trends, Malleus articles about gargoyles, Sam gossip... etc.

☀️ Captain Kalim Al-Asim ☀️

One day he simply appears as the new Captain. Nobody knew where (except Jamil) but since he's nice, they didn't hesitate to accept him.

Very calm and happy. He does not give direct orders to his subordinates.

He knows Jamil from before. More than a subordinate, he treats him like a friend or brother. Also to the other shinigamis.

Their lack of Authority is notable among other captains, they do not know how that squad works.

He has an excellent relationship with everyone in Soul Society. Is also usually invited to other scuads.

He is not a captain who is going to attack, prefers to talk.

Kalim seems to have powers related to the element water.

Kalim was never seen fighting, but this is actually because SOMEONE always fights for him.

He doesn't seem to excel at any particular Shinigami ability.

Asim family specializes specifically in "something", which is why there is a unique sword that belongs to them (It is inherited).

🐍 Lieutenant Jamil Viper 🐍

Jamil is very good at his job, but hates everything related to the famous "magazine".

"THE CAPTAINS REALLY WANT TO PUBLISH THIS??!!"

From reading all this crap, Jamil is usually very well informed. Proclaims not know... but knows all the shinigami gossip.

Publishes a series of Articles under different names. Jamil flatly denies it. It has not yet been discovered which one it is specifically.

Excellent in all Shinigami skills, especially Kido (Spells that require a certain level of power and skill). Usually uses mainly the fire type, and without need of incantations.

He is also very athletic and an incredible planner.

Jamil hates people who enter a fight quickly... but he is the first to attack from behind.

"Honor in a Battle? Dont make me laugh."

One of the lieutenants with a Bankai, along with Lilia and Cater.

Formidable and powerful Shinigami, could even be a great enemy for Soul Society... but he is too busy taking care of his Captain and Scuad.

He was the one chosen to be captain of his squad before Kalim arrives.

Jamil: ... *adjusts the kimono of a subordinate shinigami* don't be sloppy. Shinigami:Thank you mom. Jamil: ... *stare* what did you say? Shinigami: NOTHING

[green446004]

literally anything with fierrochase please <3

(also your art is amazing!! it truly captures the characters' essence :) )

Thanks! I decided to draw their wedding outfits.

[gilverrwrites]

Discretely touching them down there to their parts and gently squeezing when no one is looking and them not being able to do anything (since it's in public).

Ft. Bruce, Dick, Jason, Tim, & Roy. AN: Anon you're a menace and I love ya!

Bruce

You get exactly one, which he acknowledges with a stern pout and a cocked brow. Flawlessly concealing the fire you’ve ignited but for his laboured breathing and blown-out pupils. You’re walking a thin line, behaving like a brat in front of Gotham’s elite.

If he sees you reaching for him again, and trust, he will see; it will take him precisely 0.8 seconds to lock you in an unsuspecting death grip and pull you close. He wants you to feel the increased tempo of his heart against your chest. To feel the growing stiffness of his hard-on grazing your hip as he tells you assertively to; “Behave.”  

Dick

Dick sees your game; he raises you tenfold. He knows you’re up to something when he clocks the determined bite of your lips as you survey the subway car, and the mischievous glint in your eye as you look back at him. When your hand snakes under this shirt, caressing his v-lines, he juts his hips forward, presenting himself to you; daring you to take it further.

When you sink your fingers below his waistband he sucks in a deliberately loud breath. You freeze to survey your surroundings, but Dick does not. Dick starts grinding on you until he senses you growing nervous. He locks a sturdy hand around your elbow just in time to prevent you from pulling away, leans in close and whispers; “What’s wrong baby? Thought you wanted to play?”

Jason

“Is that a gun in your pants, or are you just happy to see me?” You giggle at your own joke, because Jason is always packing some form of heat. He might have laughed too, might have trapped your wrist in his hands and rocked against your outstretched palm if you’d been at home, or the club, or even the casino. But not the fucking grocery store, you little perv.  

“Are you drunk?” He offers you an out, glaring down at you with a gaze fierce enough to make a nun blush. You respond with a brazen-faced shake of your head, and he can’t help but imitate it out of disbelief at your cocky attitude. You stay like that, locked in a stare of, rock vs hard place, until Jason cracks first, noticing a couple rounding the corner at the other end of the aisle.

He grabs your arm with an unapologetic level of force, spinning you around and trapping you between his body and the trolley. Hiding his hardness by pressing it against your back. “You’re in for it later.”

Tim

Tim is the most taken aback. His pale blue eyes are rapidly examining your surroundings the moment he feels your devious fingers ghosting over the top of his thigh. He’s cute when he’s flustered, with pink cheeks and blown-out pupils. Nobody is looking, too focused on the conference speaker.

“What are you doing?” He hisses, but before he can get his words out, your hand is gone, casually pulling a non-existent thread from your sleeve.

You don’t reply, you just smile and shoot him a playful wink which puts him even more on edge. So much so that when you abruptly return, this time cupping his half-hard cock through his jeans that he fucking flinches. His knee hits the chair in front, and he sucks in a loud breath, earning him many pointed glares from multiple members of the audience.

“Babe.” Be tries to warn, but his hushed breathy tone makes him sound exactly as aroused as he feels.

Roy

You get it, you do. It was a long trip, and he’s starving but you’ve really been feeling his absence over the last few weeks, and the fact that you’re currently sat in a Burrito Bucket, watching Roy devour a tray of tacos, instead of being at home and watching him devour you, is a problem.

He seems to have noticed your sulking, but too late. “You okay ho- “

His question is halted by your foot tactfully situating itself between his legs. His gaze flits between his food and you, defiant eyes watching you through a mop of shaggy hair. A knowing grin spreads across his queso-stained lips as you answer faux-sweetly. “I’m fine, baby.”

“Right.” He huffs, breath hitching, freckled cheeks turning red when you press your toes down and something firm pushes back. He knows what you want, but he just loves to play dumb. So, he takes another bite, jerking every time you tap or roll your foot but never acknowledging what you’re silently begging for. “Is this one of those things where you say you’re fine, but actually you’re not fine?”

“I’m going home.” You finally concede with an exaggerated sigh, dropping your foot back to the floor and gathering your things.

“I’m coming with you.” He’s on you the moment you stand, draping his arm over you and placing kisses to the side of your neck, your face, whatever he can reach as you struggle to move with his deadweight over your shoulders. Notably, there’s still half a tray of uneaten tacos left on the table. “Funnily enough, I’m hungry for something else now.”

Taglist: @wandalfnation

[prettyboy-basement]

. . . searching . . . found ! (belphegor x gn!reader)

finally, he had you. he had you in a vulnerable spot. you were in his bed, lying there, your back to him.

such a stupidly naive human.

belphegor reached over and grabbed the knife he prepared for this moment and wrapped his arms around you. you snuggled back into him, and he had to keep himself from chuckling.

so trusting.

"so... stupid..."

he plunged the knife into your stomach and twisted it into you. your eyes shot open and you stared down at the wound.

belphie was waiting for the scream. the crying, the pleading, the fear and pain.

but none of that came.

"mmmn... belphie...? if you wanted to confess, you should do it while im awake, you know?"

...

huh?

belphie stared down at you and watched as you turned over to see him. you smiled softly and reached up to touch his face.

"what the fuck...?"

"oh... i suppose you wouldn't know, huh? pull the knife out, and ill show you."

he complied and watched as your wound closed up on its own.

"see?"

"...what was that thing you said?"

"oh? oh, about confessing to me?"

"yeah, that." he huffed "what the fuck does that mean?"

you chuckled. "well, clearly i am not a human. see, with my kind this is how we show our love." you flipped him onto his back and straddled his chest.

his face flushed brightly and he looked away. "wait... really?"

"yeah really." you chuckled and relaxed, leaning back. "so come on... show me all the love you have, belphie."

[nerdalmighty]

The trash compactor was activated!

Requested by @the-stars-descend!

[leixo-demo]

What do you think Warabis hobbies are (to go along with the last post about Ikkans hobbies)

SORRY FOR KEEPING YOU WAITING, AND I DON'T HAVE ART TO MATCH ALONG BUT A LOT OF RANDOM WARABIS ;;

1) He's mostly a really dedicated man to his job so usually he spends most of his day doing music for other ppl and once he's done he just, does more music, to himself

2) Late at night he can enjoy fast pace videogames like binding of Isaac, Osu,or geometry dash, he likes them difficult so he can stimulate his bored brain. And other he loves to play god in the Sims, and yes, he has a world were he and Ikkan are living together, as vampires and in love. BUT DON'T TELL HIM!!!

3) Stationaries, decora stickers and school supplies are his favorite thing to pass by and waste some cash on it, he doesn't even draw or uses the utilities he bought, he just think they're really cute.

4)Collect merch and this one is a bit od a secret, he started pretty young with a friend to college sqsq merch and he has now 3 full cabinets and 1 life-sized Ikkan figure, he really admires that band

5)other hobby he has is participating on auctions, this is also part of his job in a certain way but at least he can appreciate it

6) and his favorite of all!!!! Going to classic muaic concert. My man regected modernity from his parents but that doesn't mean he can enjoy a bit of piano