#(he's taller than me)

[harineren]

One of my pals, based off an "Infinite AU" idea first, but then given a completely different AU story to be original.

Name's Inuhokori Senshi or just "Senshi". We will get to his story later.

Digital art (comm) by FrostNorde

Concept art (and post tags) by @justsomerussianguy

[sucker-for-minyard]

I'm a dumb teen (young adult) girl (not really) and i saw cavetown LIVE

Hug all your friends!!!!!!

[artkaninchenbau]

A h-heartfelt reunion..?

Bonus

[teaboot]

One of my many brothers has a sensory issue regarding certain types of metal

It appears that my cutlery is uniquely offensive, which is uniquely bothersome when he comes to visit and ends up eating tortellini with his hands

But I believe I have devised a most elegant solution

Jimmy's forks

[cherubcleric]

spto made everyone think that wallace is so much shorter than scott because they hit him with a twink beam even though he's canonically several inches taller than scott. and it's all i think about all the time. scollace artists i am BEGGING you to put the height difference back where it belongs

[mardyart]

oh my god they were camp counsellors

[mecachrome]

"[oscar]'s a little baby, isn't he?" — lando norris

[shepscapades]

xisumavoid tail.........

Bone guy! Bone tail! He eepy…

[nyerusnova]

i just firmly believe that tim was shorter than literally all of his past girlfriends, including and especially steph

[pherredraws]

from the homumiko mines

[limbel]

sometimes you just need to draw dean and cas smooching ykwim

my entry for @destieldtiyschallenge! ended up choosing this wholesome piece by the incredible magical @werepires cause it occurred to me that ive never drawn them kissing! so embarassing of me!!

[leafspiritz]

good dog 🦴

[gay-cripply-scientist]

Lil guy doodle dump :3

[mintsdraws]

i saw this meme thing and couldnt resist after finally finishing the story

[cheesecakethots]

The soft smile on Chrollo’s lips quickly forms into a smirk. He debates whether he should reveal himself yet, but decides against it, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed. You’re too cute for your own good.

You’re too busy checking yourself out in the mirror to notice his presence, wearing that dark black coat that’s usually on him. It’s much too long for you, scraping against the floor with each little turn you do.

He sighs, seating himself on the sofa on the opposite side of the room. Might as well get himself comfortable, as this is ten times more entertaining than anything he’s ever seen.

You spin around, probably to watch the coat twirl with you, but mid-spin you catch sight of him and almost topple over.

He’s watching you with a fist propping his chin up, eyes soft and relaxed, and the sight has your chest feeling constricted.

You press a hand over your beating heart, panting a little while embarrassment settles in your bones. God, he’ll never let you live this down. He had told you he was out for the day, you didn’t expect him to be back until much later, the lying bastard.

“You- You could’ve said you were there!”

Chrollo chuckles, his tone as gentle as always, “But why would I interrupt such a lovely moment? You seemed to be enjoying yourself, my dear.”

Despite the innocence in his words, you can practically smell the smugness wafting off of him.

“Don’t read too much into it!” You blabber out, quickly shrugging the admittedly comfy coat off of your shoulders, “I was just curious, okay? It looked super warm.”

He grins, “Curious?”

Fucking asshole.

You take off the coat, holding it up to him, “You can have it back. It reeks of you anyway, I don’t want it.”

The spider doesn’t say anything or even move from his seat, instead simply raising an eyebrow in a playful manner, and lifting a hand up as a signal for you to come over and pass it to him.

Your eyes narrow. “Nuh-uh. You come get it. I’m not your maid.”

His smile widens. “While I must admit the imagery of you in said uniform is… pleasing, I’m not treating you as such. I’m comfortable here, and you’re the one who got it out, aren’t you, darling?”

The gaze that’s locked onto you is full of amusement, and two of his fingers beckon you forward.

With a glare and eventual sigh, you move closer, still holding the coat out. “There, you can grab it now, you laz- ah!” Your words are cut off when his hand reaches out like some snake attempting to wrap around helpless prey, latching onto your arm and tugging you into his lap. He catches the coat that slips out of your hands, holding it up with one for you to see.

“There, now I have it.”

“You pervert!” You cry out, legs kicking to no avail. The man laughs, unwavered by your petty struggles as he lays a hand to rest atop one of your thighs and leans closer so that he can whisper in your ear, “Oh, if only you knew.”

His mouth quickly lands on your neck, laying passionate kisses down it. You feel your face grow hot, especially when a quiet moan leaves him, his hands holding you all the more closer.

“Next time,” he murmurs, his voice deep and lustful, “you should consider wearing only the coat.”

You’re not sure if you want to slap the smirk off his face or kiss it.

[blueskingdom]

genuinely obsessed with this genre of lando and oscar

these are just them leaning into each other, which. adorable.

two below sent by @slugesh 🧡