#Req

[corkscrewrawks]

i adore ur stuff plz plz plz postal 1 dude with bunnies

i dont knw how2 draw animals LoL theure so fat😭

[pngmart]

buttons - by request

[sugurugetos]

Baela & Rhaena Targaryen in HOUSE OF THE DRAGON Season 2 — Requested

[pastadoughie]

i will pay you many dabloons if you draw him

the snurtle

[waldau-archived]

18 with mingyu please! thank you 😚

“Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the other’s mouth and runs away.” + mingyu

i would like to kiss his pout once please and thank you

“mingyu.”

“that’s not my name,” he whines, but is still obediently standing next to you as you fill a glass with water.

“kim mingyu?”

“do you want me to die? is that it?” he asks, turning to look at you with a frown. he’s always cute, but this might just be your favourite mingyu — drunk and clingy, taking offense to the way you’re referring to him.

“isn’t that your name, though? what should i call you?”

“gyu,” he huffs, sipping the water you hand him. it takes a while before he manages to down the glass, but once he’s done, he wraps his arms around your shoulders and rests his head on yours. you’re well and truly trapped under your boyfriend. “baby. love of my life. your life, i mean.”

“gyu,” you repeat, standing on your tiptoes and pressing a kiss to his cheek. he smells of alcohol, his perfume that you love so much, and the faint smell of cigarettes that are not his own. you know he’s going to want to take a shower even if he’ll deny it. “you feeling okay?”

“tired. head hurts a bit.”

“i’m sorry,” you frown, genuinely meaning it. “i think you should have a tablet before you sleep.”

“i need something else before that.”

“what is it?”

“kiss me.”

“you’re drunk, baby,” you say, unwrapping yourself from the embrace and pushing his hair out of his eyes. “i think there’s other stuff you should do first.”

“like what.”

“take a shower, change into more comfortable clothes?”

“just say you don’t love me.”

“i don’t—”

“don’t actually say that?” mingyu exclaims, looking at you with wide eyes.

“silly man,” you scold, holding his face in your hands, “i was going to say i don’t think i could ever say something that false. i love you, and i want to kiss you, but i’ll do it only when you brush your teeth and have that tablet, okay? oh, come here,” you say, when he pouts at you. you’re not yet immune to how cute your boyfriend can be when he wants to. “i love you. love of my life.”

his smile comes back, and you squish his cheeks together before you blow a small gust of air on his lips. the look of shock on his face prompts a grin on yours and you let go of him, preparing to run.

“hey!” he calls out. “come back! that’s so unfair!”

“love you, too!” you yell back. you’re going to attack him with kisses once you’re both under the covers.

[aitadraws]

Can I request Koyanskaya (doesn't matter if it's Light or Dark) being a menace in general?

I got a bit carried away with this lol. But anyway I LOVE Koyan and it just hit me that I haven’t posted anything about her till now lol.

[chenfordsource]

chenford + it's about the hands requested by anonymous

[endless-ineffabilities]

Sun

Ewan Mitchell x girlfriend!reader

special thanks to @clarkysblog for the request!

masterlist

The reader and Ewan are on holiday for their two-year anniversary 💙

"Ewan!" The boy is getting on your nerves. "Would you come here and enjoy the sunset with me? Put your bloody phone down."

He doesn't listen. Predictable. "Juuust a couple more, babe. You look so beautiful in this light, wait til you see this." Standing a few feet to your right, he snaps photo after photo as you lay down on the sun lounger. Clad in nothing but your favourite swimwear, the one that got you in trouble the moment Ewan saw you in it.

The one that made you two late to your lunch reservation, causing the hostess to shoot daggers at you when you even dared to arrive. It didn't help that Ewan was pawing at you the whole time in front of her, nipping at your neck, still on a high from your untimely midday activities.

"I have seen the pictures," you say. "You've taken like 500 of them."

"I need a new wallpaper," he simply shrugs. "And my girl looks gorgeous all the time, can you blame me?"

"Smooth talker," you mumble, putting on your sunglasses to hide how flustered he can still make you feel.

It's your 2-year anniversary and he pulled no stops, surprising you with a holiday in Marbella. Everything was perfect - the beach, the villa, the local community. If only he would look around and enjoy it, but you're worried that his eyes are perpetually glued to you.

Not that you're complaining or anything.

Well, you are kinda. You just did. But you love it all.

You love him.

And he shows you just how much he loves you when you feel his delicate kisses just above your knee, pulling you from your drowsy sundrunk state. He has finally abandoned his crusade to take as many pictures of you as possible, but instead of heading to his own lounger, he hovers over you with his legs encasing your body.

"Hey there," he smiles, taking your sunglasses off and kissing you right between the eyes. "Dozing off, my love?"

"Mmm, you were taking too long."

There it is, as sure as the sun in the sky, that cheeky smile. "I know how we can wake you up."

"Huh?"

He kisses your neck.

"Ewan!" This boy is going to be the death of you. "Not out here."

He grumbles, nose buried in the crook of your neck, "It's a private villa."

"It's still out in the open. There could be papparazzi sneaking out on boats!"

"There - " a kiss against your mouth " - aren't any - " another on the tip of your nose " - I made sure of it, my love."

You moan in protest, "You're so distracted, babe. Don't you want to just lay out in the sunset for now? It's really pretty."

"Hmm." He tilts his head in thought. Okay, Aemond. "You're my sun, my love."

Oh, for fuck's sake, this boy.

You grow flushed in an instant, making you bite your lip. "You're just saying that to get laid," you tease him.

"No," he says immediately, followed by, "did it work anyway?"

Did it work, he asks.

You pull him close and give him an answer.

[xulips]

okay transmasc akito BUT ALSO transfem ena. they traded genders

tmasc tfem swag

[misandriste]

“Fashion is the most powerful art there is. It’s movement, design, and architecture all in one. It shows the world who we are and who we’d like to be.”

💌 anon requested: ↳ BLAIR WALDORF + dressing up

[vrdntii]

Bro strider bakes a cake for Dave's bday but puts dave in the oven by accident

He shall return in the oven to be baked soon alhamdulillah

[planetaryonhigh]

fall out boy “folie à deux” (2008)

[pngmart]

vintage computers and accessories - by request

1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9

[sugurugetos]

JOSHUA in CHEERS TO YOUTH (2024)

for anon ♡

[getsilly]

can you draw franky? hed look so silly in ur style :3 (pre-ts or post-ts is up to you if you wanna do this)

sure can (+ robin 😁)

[waldau-archived]

i kindly ask you for a drabble with #20 from the prompt list with mingyu please 🥺🤲

“Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference.” + mingyu

pleaaaase can you imagine how cute this would be, he's so dreamy

it’s not your first date with mingyu, but the way you’re feeling right now is just how you did back then — butterflies in your stomach, the way your hand fit so perfectly in his gloved one, held safely in his pocket because he was worried you’d feel too cold, the way he smiled—

a smile’s still on his lips, not as prominent as it was earlier in the evening, but it’s there. and you’re not even doing anything. you’re just standing at the foot of the staircase leading up to the floor where your apartment is, and you’re staring back at your boyfriend.

“what’s up?”

“thank you for today,” mingyu says, bringing up your hand to his lips to press a kiss to it. “i had fun.”

“aw, don’t thank me for that. i had fun, too. thanks for being free.”

he sighs. “i’d be free every single day of my life if it meant we could go out on more dates.”

you smile. “wouldn’t you get bored, then? seeing me all the time?”

he stares at you like you’ve said something preposterous. “don’t you even think like that, okay? i’ve been—”

you raise your eyebrows when he cuts himself off. “you’ve been what?”

“nothing,” he says, tugging at your hand that’s still in his. “come on, let’s get you back home. it’s cold.”

you don’t press him, instead following his lead as he climbs up the stairs. but he lets go of your hand when you reach the topmost one. you’re left staring down at him when you turn around, something that’s never happened before. you can see the swoop of hair curling on his forehead even better, and the way his eyes are tired yet shining. you’re never going to get tired of him, that much you know for sure.

“you’re shorter than me,” you tease, reaching forward to tug at the chain that lies around his neck. “how do you feel?”

“like you,” he grins, and you roll your eyes. you lean down to kiss his forehead, but he tilts his head up, and you end up kissing his nose. you don’t mind. you love the little mole he has at the end of it, and you have no problem reminding him of how much it should be cherished.

mingyu, however, has other plans. he stands on his tiptoes and reaches up to you, and you have no choice but to press a kiss to his lips, hands around his shoulders to make sure he doesn’t accidentally tumble down the stairs. he leans in for one more, but you’re a bit embarrassed by the setting you’re in.

“anyone can see us, gyu. i’m not keen on any neighbour seeing me make out with my boyfriend.”

he pouts but obliges, following you to your door. before you can unlock it, he grabs your wrist.

“that thing i was saying. i’ve been thinking of asking you to…move in with me. there’s no way i’d ever get tired of seeing you, okay? will you think about it?”

you can’t help but kiss him once again for that, neighbours be damned.