#[📩] requests

[diqldrunks]

part 2 pleaseeeeeee where they get together 🙏🏼

TEXT IMAGINES: oblivious!reader (part one here)

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an: sorry for the wait (i redid lando’s over 4 times) <3 i’m going to be repeating p1 and p2 with a second round of drivers — max, daniel, carlos, george (4 drivers per version bc boo image limits)

drivers: charles leclerc, oscar piastri, franco colapinto, lando norris

charles leclerc

oscar piastri

franco colapinto

lando norris

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[khaoala]

GIFSET REQUEST: Kant's hands are full.

FIRST KANAPHAN as KANT PATTANAWAT and KHAOTUNG THANAWAT as BISON AECHITPOL episode 1 // boxset behind the scenes of THE HEART KILLERS

[kouriimei]

Saw your community post and was wondering if you could draw Cater, he’s my favorite! :))

Thanks so much for your request!! I actually drew.. a few Caters 🙈 — two as studies (one being his birthday jacket as a ref) and the other two as for the request!

Pens/Inks:

⊹ TWSBI Eco <EF> ⊹ Gakken Kurahashirei <F> ⊹ Diamine: Hope Pink ⊹ Iwi: Grain Rain

——— Request box is open for TWST characters (current characters only/no OCs, no NSFW) are open. Feel free to send your request, and I’ll do them when I have time :D

[fluentmoviequoter]

currently working on...

💌 Tim Bradford angst

Requests In Progress:

*These are the requests I am working on, not all that I have.

Upcoming Continuations:

[lcs-scar]

Do you oc art requests? :0

Hey! Sorry, but I don't take OC art requests :[ For a lot of reasons, like my art taking a lot of time, the anxiety of being flooded by requests, or even just not catching the likeness/understanding these guys good enough I only do art trades with friends or do gifts for them from time to time, but I prefer to draw canon characters for requests (but I love OCs and talking about them! especially TEC OCs!)

Thank you for asking, hope it clears things up!!

[s-awturn]

Hi, I ask you to make a post where the reader is playing with dilf hair. And the dilfs literally begin to melt from this, almost turning into cats ❤️

Hi sweetie, sorry for the delay, I forget I have an inbox, I will write your request with pleasure, by the way it is with priority in the queue 🫶🏼 I hope you forgive my delay

[diremoone]

Heyyy babe, your Christmas prompt post is so cute 💗💗 If you feel inspired, can you please write a little something for Sukuna + prompt 2 or prompt 7 (whichever you prefer)? 💗💗

WINTER BABE THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR REQUEST. YOU WERE MY FIRST SUKUNA ASK :3 I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING IT, I HOPE YOU LIKE IT JUST AS MUCH ❤️❤️❤️

HERE YOU GO

[nanamimizz-archived]

Kishibe car sex?

[rhiannonsknife]

Not me wondering what baby fever Jackie Taylor would look like?

oh anon you’ll love to hear that i’m currently working on a very similar blurb 🤞🏼🤞🏼

[purple-parker]

Could I get a punk aesthetic board for The Dark Lord from Animation vs Animator please? :D (and for the picture of Dark could you please find a gender neutral one that fits,, thankuu)

Thanks for the request! Sorry it took me a while, but hope you enjoy it!

[ghostgirl101]

I just wanna say that I am SO excited for the part 2 to your Paul Destiny fic. I have so many questions and Im excited to see if they get answered. Like if Paul is pledging his love to the reader then is the romance plot with Chani still relevant? Is the reader still the princess here? Very interesting

Imagine if Paul Atreides claimed you as his destiny: PART Ⅱ of Ⅱ

|| Word Count: 1.7K || Fluff ||

A/N: Honestly, I didn't think this would blow up so much- 1k+ likes??! Thank you all, it's sick 🙃 in answer to your questions, I didn't really specify if the reader (you) are part of a Great House or the Emperor's daughter, or maybe someone else, that's kind of up to your imagination. And yeah, sorry Chani fans, I kind of kicked her to the curb lmao; This is all about you, and so enjoy the second and final part of this destiny trope before I work on some relationship headcanons for Paul and Feyd-Rautha... Requests are open for Dune 2, so don't be shy 📩

You can't escape fate.

It's as real as the Spice that threads through the grains of sand blanketing Arrakis in heavy, warm golden waves. It twists and turns in the air, in the tides of change, something beyond understanding roping together reality and its lives to bond, whether in love or hate.

At least, with the newly ascended young Emperor, you know which side you're on. Since the day of his declaration and claiming of you as his Empress, you've never once left his sight, unknowingly or not. The boy is almost ridiculously close and observant, as if testing the depths of the events unfolding around him, testing to see whether you'll try to run from them, from him. But you can't run from fate, either.

"You aren't resting."

Paul's soft, low voice slices through the silence of the dusk, the only words you hear before you feel his warm, firm arms slipping under your arms and around your middle, pulling you into his front in a smooth, protective motion. His chocolate brown locks tickle your neck and cheek as he gazes up at you from your shoulder; wandering, curious eyes study yours knowingly, his natural hues tainted blue with the Spice.

"What troubles you?"

You hesitate in your response, unsure of the right thing to say. There's no point in lying, not to him, to a boy who could easily use the power of his Voice to make you tell him everything and anything with just a few words. He's done it to the Bene Gesserit, to those who speak out of turn and challenge him cluelessly, but never to you. And something tells you that he never will.

"I'm sorry," is how you answer instead, in a small whisper, trying to read his expression before his reaction.

But all Paul does is give you one of his soft, amused smirks, a brow raising slightly, unconvinced.

"Don't apologise to anyone for anything," he murmurs, his fingers drifting to lock with yours, his hand hot and strong in yours. "We are to be wed, you and I, soon. So what troubles you?"

"It's not you," you tell him as earnestly as you can, his eyes capturing yours and holding them as you blink up at him. "I'm just... nervous."

"Nervous?" Paul repeats gently, his hands squeezing yours for a moment, his face an inch away from yours. "What have you to be nervous about?" He grins slightly, not attempting to hide his teasing amusement. "A wedding?"

You can't help but smile at his tone, savouring the unguarded moments of the new, young Emperor, his boyish traits lingering beneath the newfound power and promises passed down to him.

You were nervous, because you weren't so familiar with destiny and its quirks, and yet, Paul Atreides seemed to be its master. Nervous, because although there was a strange pull between you and him, a deeper part of you somehow knowing him, at an instinctive ease with him, you had never met him before these past few days, and now, you were going to be joined together for time indefinite by marriage. Nervous, because he didn't just want you to rule with him, but alongside him, as a partner, a second part of him. His second half who's with him in soul, not just spirit, physically, not just mentally. And he's relishing in it.

"I've never had one before," you shake your head with a light smile, "I don't know what to expect. Or what's expected of me."

Paul hums to himself at your reply, pausing for a while as he thinks over his words.

"It isn't just a wedding," he tells you quietly, "it's so much more. This... this a beginning. A new dawn."

"Beginning?" You echo in bemusement, looking up at him in wonder. "Of what?"

"Of a new era," Paul says thoughtfully, his hands moving from yours to run over and down your sides, tracing over your figure absentmindedly, a gesture that makes you hold your breath for a beat as you watch him, "the first of many. You are more than a mere future. You're the future. My future. And the future of my people."

The sincerity and conviction in his voice makes you stare back at him in slight awe, taken by his certainty of what he's seen in the deepest stretches of his mind, the flickering images of you, adorned in all your natural beauty and grace that he could find nothing short of perfect. You were a fantasy and a hope materialised. Someone he'd wished and dreamed for so much, that you came true, just as you should have.

"Anything that happens to you," Paul continues, looking you straight in the eye as he speaks, "happens to me. You have always been mine, and I was yours before then. Absolutely and completely."

And his words make a home in your head, everything he says so poetic and beautifully surreal, but so honest and unwaveringly confident. He didn't need to practise what he said before he whispered the sweet words in your ear, in a voice only you could catch, in the long, warm nights on Arrakis. There was no need for practice. He had been made for this, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

You let yourself relax slightly in his grips, giving him an earnest smile. "That sounds nice."

Paul smiles back at you, a bright, sweet smile that makes him seem so soft and normal, almost forgetting for a moment of his utter strength and glory over the planets, his dangerous darkness that he occasionally allowed to rule over his actions at the tensest of times, until those who stood up against him retreated in bewilderment and fascination and fear.

"It does," he agrees, his gaze dropping to look out at the dunes beyond you, "you can't imagine..."

You couldn't. But every part of you wanted to. And those parts won.

"Won't you tell me?"

Paul's attention shifts back to you after you speak, before you can stop yourself.

"Would it be kind to tell you?" He asks aloud, speaking half to himself as his eyes go to search yours again, studying every inch of you, almost unsettlingly intently.

"Do you dream?" Paul questions you softly, and you dither before shaking your head.

"Not like you do," you answer steadily.

"Like I do. Seeing your face amidst the streaks of sunbeams and every kind of ethereal power that could create wonders, planets, worlds. Waking up, and you're not here, though it felt so real," he goes on, his voice laced with longing, as if it pained him to remember the feeling. "Realer than I've ever felt anything before. Every sense in me was awakened, because with destiny, I saw hope. And I did not know that hope could be so.... beautifully... angelic."

Paul draws closer and closer with each word, pulled by invisible strings to rest his forehead against yours, closing his eyes for a long moment to breathe, breathe you in. The sight of it is almost dizzyingly hypnotic, staring at the little scattered freckles over his fair, lightly tanned skin, cheeks flushed golden. He moves his face to rub his cheek against yours, seeking out affection in an irresistible rare, vulnerable move. Your hand reaches up to brush your fingers against it, and he takes it in his immediately, pressing his lips against your fingertips as he speaks.

"I need you," Paul insists, his voice firm and pressing again as he stares at you with a spark of desperation. "I need only you. More than you can comprehend. By my side, always, where you belong."

"I'm right here," you reply a little giddily, looking away from his eyes slightly bashfully from the intensity and unbridled longing of his gaze. "I suppose I'm just not used to this."

"To what?" Paul questions, his fingers tilting your chin up softly to force your eyes back up to his, his face a little closer than before. "To being an Empress?"

Before you can respond, he's pushed himself closer over you, his warm, damp lips sliding and pressing against yours and parting to encourage you to deepen his affections. It sends hot shockwaves rushing straight through your blood, as Paul crouches over you, all patience and purpose forgotten in the moment where it's just the two of you in the calm, lingering desert night.

You fit together perfectly, too perfectly for his words to be untrue, and his head tilts keenly where your fingers skim his neck, his lips parting from yours as they tangle in his hair with a short gasp. He loses none of his confidence and persistence, his azure blue eyes a shade darker as he watches you with an open trace of adoration.

"A queen?"

"Paul," you start shakily, as he smirks at you fondly, his head ducking to trace his tongue briefly up the skin of your neck, with a faint chuckle.

"To being desired?"

You glare at him weakly, hanging onto his hands tight to find some sense of grounding. "You're just playing with me."

"I intend to do so much more than that," Paul grins at you, kissing your cheek before burying his face against your shoulder. "And so should you. Test the depths of our connection. Push it to its limits. Push me. Please."

You find yourself speechless again at his way with words, simple and truthful, but full of passion and unthought romance, a sensation he's been craving since the first shadows of your being in his hazy dreams and visions.

"Give into your destiny, sweet girl," he croons to you in a whisper, his lips brushing against yours and pressing down against your skin needily, hungrily. It takes almost inhumane strength not to crumble and shiver under his touch and desire radiating off him and his dark glare, the wanting over years of dreams and prophecies building up to its peak. "Give into me."

"I think I will," you whisper back in awe and giddiness, your arms having to hold tightly around his neck to stay upright. "I think I want to."

"That's good," he praises you with a soft smile, as his voice lowers. "And besides," Paul mutters in your ear, nuzzling against your cheek breathlessly, with that subtle, teasing look in his eyes, "I plan on taking you as mine well before the wedding."

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[khaoala]

GIFSET REQUEST: Times Ray could have done things by himself, but he'd rather have Sand do them for him.

FIRST KANAPHAN as SAND and KHAOTUNG THANAWAT as RAY PAKORN in ONLY FRIENDS

[kouriimei]

Hello! I hope you are doing well :) I saw one of the drawings you post of Silver and ngl, I love how you drew him!!

Although, I don't know if you are free for requests(if you aren't, you may as well ignore this), I have a small art request/suggestion on who to draw next!

How about Leona Kingscholar? >:D

Thank you for reading this. Have a great day/night/afternoon!

Hi anon, thank you so much for your request — here’s Leona Kingscholar!! I hope you like him 🦁

Pens/Inks: ⊹ Teranishi Roman Haikara: Opera Rose ⊹ TWSBI Eco <EF>

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Request box for TWST characters (current characters only/no OCs, OK to request specific outfit, no NSFW) are open - feel free to send in your request, and I’ll do them when I have time :D

[officialundertakersmoocher]

Being the Undertaker's Lover may Include...

This is given-he always wants to make you laugh. he wants every moment of stress to be replaced with a smile

he actually likes cooking and other domestic tasks, so he will love to have you in the kitchen with him trying his recipes

you will catch him staring at a cookie jar more often than you can catch him staring at other women

he's so extremely loyal after spending his time learning the value of life and relationships

he sadly often has nightmares but waking up to you is his greatest comfort

you will be most integrating into his life and will see all sides of him. he may not let other people know him well but you two know each and every detail of each other

no matter how many years you know each other he will treasure talking to you most, about everything and anything

he's super playful but he won't ever make your affections sexual, cuddling is cuddling

he will however give you silly butt taps if he catches you off guard around the house

hes always touching you and keeping you close, and savors every moment

despite knowing that you can protect yourself, he most likely won't ever let there be a situation where you would have to. he's super protective and honestly always lurking 💀 he'll know when you're in danger before you do

if you want a NSFW version lmk! requests open 📩

[lcs-scar]

Your drawings are the best I have ever seen in my life, they inspire me a lot!

RAAAAH THANK YOU SO MUCH ANON.... this means soso much... I'm genuinely so glad, I wish you the best with your art journey!!! 💖💞

[s-awturn]

Hi, I wanted to tell you that I really like your work! 🫶❤️

Can I ask you to make a post with f1 dilfs, where they eat the reader in the morning (👅💦) and the reader wakes up from this and the reader's reaction to it. 😳🤭

own, you're so sweet, tysm babyyyyy 🫶🏼

I loved this request and I already have it done here (https://www.tumblr.com/s-awturn/762269014646013952/night-reveries-f1-dilfs?source=share) I took the creative liberty of changing a few things in the order, I hope you don't mind and that it met your expectations ♥️