#Pitch Black rotg

[da-owo]

"sometimes when you look at me like that i dont understand" "how you forgot" I AM SPINNIN IN MY ENCLOSURE i WANNA MAKE A COMIC AN IM TRYING BUT FOR NOW ITS JUST BITS AN PIECES

[charactersmashorpass-2]

"Tall, dark, British villain. Need I say more?"

[waterfall-art]

I GRADUATED!!! 🎉🎉

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[nxtaliaistyping]

Been thinking about being Pitch Black's plaything for years now

Authors note: yeah watching this film when i was like 12 really cemented my taste in fictional characters, for better or for worse. Definitely for worse.

18+ smut, blindfolds, dom/sub vibes

Thinking about waking up in a cold sweat after a vivid nightmare, hair a mess and nightgown loosely hanging off your shoulder as you sit up. That's when you notice the man, or is it a creature, stood in the corner of the room, head tilted.

From Pitch's perspective, him being in your bedroom was merely a coincidence. Usually he preys on the nightmares of children, their fear being more palpable. But he was desperate to regain his strength, desperate to feel the sharp sting of fear running through his veins again. So he'd poison your dream, watching the way your pretty head tossed and turned in your anxious state, the way the room got colder and your nipples poked through the soft fabric of your nightdress.

But when your teary eyes fall on him, he realizes you can see him.

"Fascinating. Many adults lose their belief in me, but not you?"

Despite his better judgement, he'd keep coming back to see you. Whenever your dream would turn dark and harrowing, you knew you'd wake to his piercing eyes from the shadows of your room. And after a while, he began to...indulge you.

God, him finding out you like his voice? He's insatiable; his long dexterous fingers curling deep in your soaked pussy as he looms over you, your bedroom much darker than usual.

"Look at you, letting the king of nightmares satiate you. Do you have no shame? No fear? Perhaps I should remind you what I am capable of."

Black sand would wrap around your eyes, a blindfold of the purest black as your body arches off the bed at his touch. Pressing against your g spot with every thrust of his fingers. At that moment it would be clear to you just how powerless you truly are, at the whims of the boogeyman.

"See what I could do to you? I could have you screaming, in multiple different ways."

He'd chuckle at his own words, fingers speeding up their assault on your cunt, feeling your walls tighten before you make a mess all over his hand. Since he can't taste your juices, he'd simply push his digits between your parted lips and demand you describe the flavor.

Sending you back to sleep after this, in the morning he'd be gone, not a trace that he'd ever been there apart from the stain beneath you of your wetness. But you'll know that the next night he'll come back, and make you gush all over again <3

[phaticserpent]

Can you please do a Pitch x Reader thing? :3 When Pitch playfully seduces the s/o into coming to bed with him (with A LOT of kisses and touches)?

Yes >:) absolutely!

Warning: fluff, suggestive

“I���ll go to sleep eventually..I just have to finish this.” You insisted. Pitch peered over your shoulder to see that you were still occupied with the book he lent you. 

“Love, that book isn’t going anywhere.” Pitch chuckled. His breath briefly hit the shell of your ear, and that action alone made you pause. He hummed as you turned to face him, his face mere inches away from yours but he backed away. “Hmm? Finally coming to bed with me?”

“Once I finish one more chapter.” You whispered, teasingly. Pitch pouted as you turned your back to him, diving right back into the book. He wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder as you flipped another page. You glanced at him, and he only shot you a devious smirk. “What?”

“Come to bed with me.” He whispered breathlessly against your ear. You shuddered when he placed small kisses on your neck, pulling you towards him.

“Pitch–”

“Yes?” He hummed, still placing soft and gentle kisses to your neck. Desperate and craving his touch, you leaned into him. The kisses stopped and you let out a whine. “What’s this? Getting desperate?”

“Pitch–”

“Mm, you’ll get more when you join me.” He smirked. A hand went under your chin, turning your head to face him as his lips finally embraced yours; he smiled with satisfaction as he heard the book shut close. Swiftly, he moved on top of you as he grabbed both of your hands to pin them above your head, still moving his kisses from your lips to your neck. Pitch let out a rather satisfied hum and chuckle as you moaned out his name like a continuous chant. “That’s it.” 

You held onto him, squirming under his figure as he bombarded you with kisses; quick pecks to your collarbone and neck, long and deep kisses for your lips, and soft kisses everywhere else. You let out a gasp as his lips began kissing the top of your breasts, and whining softly when his hands finally roamned your body. Blindly, you reached out to hold onto one of his hands. “P-Pitch, we should sleep.” 

“Mmm, just one more minute.” He teased, chuckling hungrily. You let out a whine in protest, which quickly changed into a moan as Pitch began marking your neck, peppering it with kisses. You couldn’t find the words to protest or form coherent thoughts or sentences, you were simply silenced with his kisses. “...just one more…”

Finally, he pressed his lips to yours, stealing your very breath from you. You arched your back, pressing deeper into the kiss as he continued to stay connected. Still, the two of you pulled away for air, you gasped heavily as Pitch leaned in to place a lazy kiss to your cheek. You muttered breathlessly, “...stole my damn breath…I’m so tired…” 

“That was my plan, love.” Pitch grinned. You rolled your eyes as you tried to playfully hit him, but he dodged and hooked his arm around you, dragging you onto the bed. 

“...gods you’re so annoyingly coy, like I love you for it but do you have to use it on me–?” He pulled you in to capture your lips once again. “Mmph!”

He pulled away after a while. “You talk too much.” Pitch laid his head on the pillow to rest, pulling you close to him.

“Well, you love me.”

“Shut up and go to sleep.”

“I love you too, jeez.” 

“...I love you.” He huffed out quickly. You smiled, pressing your head closer into his chest and fell into slumber to the soothing sound of his breathing.

[frosted-night]

Jack: I am running on 7 minutes of sleep and the only reason I clocked in is because I have a moral code

Pitch: Sandy we may have to beat him unconscious

Sandy: 👍👌🤜🤜❄️☃️

[lozeyart]

I felt like it was time to come out of my cave and draw some Rise of the Guardians fanart for the first time in nearly 4 years, but of course I had to make it a redraw of something I did 9 years ago.

It felt so cathartic and good getting to drawing some RotG again, and it brought me back to that place in my life when I was absolutely obsessed with this movie (and universe).

Its also nice to see how far I've come with my art in the last 9 years. I'm very proud of myself, and I'm finally making the quality kind of art that I desperately wanted to be making 9 years ago but I just wasn't at that skill level yet (if 20 year old me could see me now!)

I still adore this ship to the moon and back, though. Who knows, maybe I'll draw some more! Even if I don't, this was so much fun to do! I tried to make the redraw look more "vintage" and referenced some vintage Christmas cards for the look. I also did my own little spin on Pitch (I really wish they incorporated some sort of gold into his design like they did with some of the concept art, so I gave him an earring and pointy ears. Artistic interpretation and all that).

Extra:

(first time drawing North in 10 years, not counting the little cartoony guy in the original, so go easy on me)

[phantom-culture]

I'm grappling with my art block like a professional wrestler right now, you guys don't know the battles I fight to keep drawing these sillies

@blackbeeno3569 's Hazel, Pitch, Jovi and Jack having a little tea party because Hazel is my beautiful eccentric auntie and this brings me comfort

[lumifoxproductions]

*dusts off cobwebs*

We rewrote the pilot and we think you’re gonna like it

Sorry it’s been so long Rotg fandom

Fans of Pitch Black and Jack Frost rejoice

Next post will be a merch drop

That is all I can say for now

(We’ve been cooking in the kitchen)

(Please enjoy this pitch black concept sketch)

[ksclaw]

Probably one of the dumbest things I've ever drawn.

But come on, the joke writes itself. Thousands, possibly millions of Fearlings, some of them originally having been humans to start with, and they didn't occasionally fight for control over one body?

[yugenskyart]

If I took a shot [of alcohol] every time I drew Pitch Black from ROTG, I’d be called an alcoholic /j - this is a really old drawing but I still like it (follow me on instagram for more content at @yugenskyart)

[da-owo]

thank you tumblr for encouraging me to finish this one haha

[modestfashionqueen]

I don't know what it is, but drawing a more book based Pirate Pitch Black is SO MUCH EASIER for me to draw than movie Pitch Black? I legit think it's the fact book!Pitch has eyebrows. I'm not even kidding. This also took me a stupid long time to finish because most of my creativity is going toward sewing lately.

Anyway, here's some hate!ship from my RP blog because it's good for the soul.

[lumin0usfox]

I forgot to post this here, I forgot to post this h e r e

Doing it now, before my brain forgets a g a i n

idea by: @fosermi

art by: your local fox gremlin that lives under a k n o l l

[phaticserpent]

Um hi, could I request Rise of The Guardians Pitch relationship headcanons with a female half angel half human s/o? Sfw and nsfw, please and thank you!

Oooo! Also, I'm sorry yall, I'm trying to get through all the requests. I'm still taking them but I'm in college and midterm season is upon us 🙏

Warning: smut/suggestive themes

A half angel/half human you say? He's intrigued. At first, he would watch from afar, from the shadows, and study you....your wings and attributes. Like, you were enchanting

Then, the interactions would be short and proper. However, you found yourself drawn to him. He was dark and elegant. Something screamed dangerous, but hey, you found that attractive

The short conversations turned to more. Late night talks and walks, casually bumping into each other during the day and spending more time together. He's definitely the person to guide you or drag you somewhere private to talk more

And that's when you kissed him. He had been leaning closer, slowly moving towards you. Then your wings fluttered and slowly wrapped around the both of you, covering any spirit prying around. The kiss definitely led to something a little more

It started out as soft and gentle, but he seemed to pour out all his desire and hunger for you

You're definitely the cheerful and sweet between the two of you (basically sunshine x grumpy)

"Angel' is his favorite pet name. It's perfect for you and you were his Angel

He's softer around you, he doesn't think so....but he is. His eyes soften when he looks at you, when you talk to him, when you gently take his hands or arms into yours and walk with him

Late night flies are a thing. Where he would mount one of his Nightmares and you would fly alongside him, soaring over the cities and world, laughing and giggling as he holds your hands

Nsfw headcanons

He never wants to pressure you into something that you don't want to do. But you wanted it. You wanted the intimacy and lust and desire, ever since he gave that small taste of pleasure

At first, he's gentle. He handles you with the utmost care, to make sure you're fully ready for him. He tries not to lose it once he's bottomed out inside you

"Shit, Angel.....you feel so good."

He likes to see you as he takes you. Your wings sprawled around you like an art, your pretty eyes looking up at him with so much pleasure and bliss

He likes to mark you, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh of your neck and thighs

Your moans were like music to his ears. They were so sweet and melodic and he tries not to lose it. But he can't help snapping his hips harsher and gripping you rougher because you just feel so good

He tries to be considerate of your wings. But when he's really rough, he'll pull your wings back....especially when he's thrusting into you from behind. He knows how sensitive they are, but the way you clench and squeeze at how rough he is....

Honestly, he can range from being soft and intimate to full on rough fucking. He would hold your hand as he pushes inside, his kisses soft and moaning in your ear with dirty talk. Or he could grab your throat, wrapping his hands and squeezing gently as he slams into you, his free hand spreading your thighs as he degrades you

[frosted-night]

If your pumpkins seemed to have vanished from your porch overnight, don't worry! The autumn spirits wanted a snack and probably shared it with your neighborhood wildlife.

You'll know if Jack Frost took them by checking if the dew on your grass looks frosty.

Although Pitch isn't a seasonal spirit, he is prone to taking a seed or two. Though he's more notorious for taking halloween candy that ended up under kids beds. Especially secret stashes.

Mother Nature is never caught. She is simply too good.