#Open Asks

[goingtoillinois]

// out of character as SHIT georgina castle at magic at the musicals step on my face immediately. what

[jestersjitters]

Mini Bridgerton au

Sanji would be Anthony, looking for the Diamond of the season to take her as his wife.

Meanwhile, Zoro comes from abroad with his father and sister to find a husband for Perona, (Mihawk's heritage is in danger after his "divorce" with Shanks and they need to join another family as soon as possible).

This is not meant to be a serious au, I was just watching bridgerton and it gave me a laugh to imagine him as a Zosan. (And I have thought who the other characters will be, except for Franky, Brook and Jimbe)

Sanji vendría a ser Anthony, buscando al Diamante de la temporada para tenerla como esposa.

Mientras tanto, Zoro viene del extranjero con su padre y hermana para buscarle marido a Perona, (el patrimonio de Mihawk peligra después de su "divorcio" con Shanks y necesitan unirse a otra familia cuanto antes)

Esto no busca ser un au serio, solo estaba viendo bridgerton y me dio risa imaginarlo como un Zosan. (Y tengo pensado quiénes serán los demás personajes, excepto por Franky, Brook y Jimbe)

Open Comissions Comics

Open commissions fanart

[rainbowdelicsunshine]

Hey yall

Gonna ask y'all for a favor and search through my #ask games tag to find some ask game stuff to send me cuz I am NOT rebloggin all that shit lol!

Thanks!!

[gingerale13]

Draw the fellas sniper and pyro

GOOD IDEA!!!

They are so special to me.. Sniper is like an Uncle to that creatur...

[thatgirlwiththememes]

Nostalgia

[futurequibblerjournalist]

How do you think Rosekiller would work with Barty topping Evan? Like early in the relationship, what would the dynamic be?

In a weird way it was like a trust building exercise lol

Barty definitely trusted Evan already before they started fucking around but there’s just a new level to it.

There was a lot of exploration to it as Barty went from having to be fully in control 100% of the time, where he equated being in control to being in charge, to learning that he could actually let go of the reins a bit and not be the one doing everything

I also think Evan learned quite a bit about himself both sexuality wise but also just that he enjoys being the one taking care of things because it feeds more into his whole exploration thing. Being able to take care of Barty while also getting his own kick and sometimes being virtually untouched himself was an awakening tbh

In terms of like,, how they’d actually work I think Barty would be much quieter than he is now, partially because he had this image of what he had to be in his head but also because I don’t think he could fully give into his own desires in that position

Similarly I also think sex for Evan when he was bottoming (in the majority of the cases not always) was more for Barty’s sake than it was his own. Sure, he enjoyed it, but it didn’t feel as satisfying. I can’t explain this 100% but it really just is the fact that Evan needs to be able to pick and prod at his “subject” and he couldn’t do that as much when he was bottoming

I could also imagine that for Barty there might have been a masculinity thing about it kinda following that while he’s got an idea of how sex should be in his head sort of thing especially when he’s at that stage where he’s still coming to term with his sexuality a bit where I don’t think Evan has ever cared all that much about gender shit and that sort of thing because we’re all just meat and bones in the end

I don’t think the whole top Barty thing lasted long,, maybe a few months depending on the amount they fuck lmaooo cjfncjnf I also don’t think that they’re strictly top Evan, bottom Barty 100% of the time after that, every now and again the urge will be there and they’ll have no trouble indulging that, but it’ll be with different minders which I think changes the experience

[broken-college-kid]

What the fuck is going on?

[onlybeeewrites]

If you decide to write for Bridgerton, can you write something for Benedict? Maybe like friends to lovers or something x

The Muse

Requested: By anon

Warnings: nothing just pining

Painting: Benedict Bridgerton x Fem!reader

Request: If you decide to write for Bridgerton, can you write something for Benedict? Maybe friends to lovers or something

Authors Note: I beg for forgiveness that it has taken me so long to get to this. I had insane writers block, then university hit like a truck and had to put writing on hold. But I have returned and I loved this request. I am currently rewatching Brigderton after watching Queen Charlotte so I hope this to your liking. So sorry again, love <3

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You had grow up beside the Bridgerton Household your entire life—to the estate beside theirs at least. Your father’s had been quite good friends, and as your parents began with their families the relationship between the two had grown. This has allowed you to have direct access to the household since you could even remember. Your were at the young age of four and twenty, just a few years older than the eldest Bridgerton daughter, but still a few years younger than the second eldest Bridgerton who also just so happened to be your closest companion.

You remembered the first time you had met the boy, or at least remembered meeting him. You were but about six years of age, and Benedict was ten. Your mother had dragged you over to the house as she more often did to have tea with the Viscountess Bridgerton as they did more often than not. It was in their tea room where you were interacting with Colin when Benedict had come in rather excitedly to show his mother a drawing he had made. You could remember her cooing her second eldest son, praising his rather interesting art piece. Curiously you had glanced over, interested with all the paint colors and such. Benedict had noticed your curiosity and offered for you to have a closer look. From then on whenever you had come over you had eagerly awaited to see what Benedict had created next.

This little routine continued as you all got older. Of course after the passing of their Father, there was more comfort and reassurance whenever you had visited. Though, even in a time of such great sorrow, Benedict had portrayed that emotion within his paintings and drawings. You had been the one to support him and aid him in any such way possible.

As time continued, the two of your had grown closer. Of course you had grown closer with all the Bridgerton siblings, Benedict was the one you were closest with. The one you could also scope out at balls if you needed to escape another dreadfully boring dance partner, or an attempted suitor that was twice your age. Of course your father was there to ensure nothing of the sort would occur, but there would be times where Benedict was simply closer and much better at conversation.

Often Lady Whistledown commented on the you both, sometimes a bit too often. There would be whispers about you both, how often you dance with each other at balls or are seen giggling a bit tipsy with each other in the corners. Most of the time it had not bother you—when you were younger at least. Though as you blossomed and grew into yourself, you also were able to recognize your feelings. You believed it was around ten and six when you had realized you were doomed. That you had fallen completely in love with Benedict. It was not something you liked to think about nor dwell on for too long. Why would he, a Bridgerton, a most handsome, talented, funny, charming man like himself even think about courting you?

It was not that you felt like you were unattractive in some sort of way, you were rather pretty. But it was the fact that you were best friends with Benedict that caused you to think this way. There was a chance of him not returning those feelings. There was a chance that he would laugh in your face assuming it was a joke. There was a chance of him scoffing in your face and cutting you and your friendship off completely.

There was no chance that you would even consider taking that risk—no matter how often Daphne or hell, even Elouise would reassure you that he had returned those feelings to you.

Though one afternoon, you sat with him in the Bridgerton’s drawing room. You had been having some tea that Rose had gotten for you while Benedict drew. He drew with his charcoaled that made his long fingers turning an odd shade of black within his drawing pad. You had always admired the way he looked to serious when he drew. His eyebrows furrowed, causing wrinkles to cover his forehead. He also had this habit of tilting his head; you assumed it was to get a different angle on whatever his latest creations was. But your most favorite thing was when he would be stuck on something. Maybe it was because he could not draw it correctly, or the art was not coming out the way he wanted it to. But once he figures it out, or it comes out the way that he had wanted and the ways his eyes lit up with pride and eureka was your absolute favorite.

“what is it you are drawing today?” You asked, lifting the fragile porcelain to your lips as you take a small sip of the warm tea. Your eyes flicker from your cup to the Bridgerton across from you. And just in time too because was already looking at you. His body tensed slightly before he attempted to play it off.

“Nothing you must worry your head about,” he said in a teasing tone, as he most often did. But he was just trying to play it off when in reality it was you. He was drawing you, in your beautiful soft green dress, your hair done up into a neat braid to keep from your beautiful face. You looked stunning and he wanted to capture it like he had done many time before.

It was always you that he drew, especially when you plagued his thoughts in the late. Hours. Oh if you only knew that you were his muse. The very figure and image of you filled pages and pages of his work. Two of the things he loves most wrapped into one. But what if you were to find out? You would never return and that would break his heart. He was so in love with you it ached to not be able to hold you, kiss you when he wanted. He felt this especially at balls and suitors would come up to your constantly, it made his blood boil. But he had hoped he kept it well hidden. Well, enough to keep it from you. His family on the other hand seemed to know or notice it for quite sometime. According to his mother, both of your mother’s knew of it. Everyone seem to know. Everyone but you.

Too busy in his thoughts, he did not feel the dip in the sofa until it was too late. You had seated yourself right next to him with a small huff as you tried to peak at this new creation before he was able to hide it. But he managed, which caused you to pout slightly. Of those lips…he wanted nothing more to cup your face and kiss you right then and there.

“Benedict. You always show me your drawings,” you had insisted, which just caused the other to shake his head.

“Nonsense. There are plenty of work that you have not seen. Besides it is no good anyways, there is no point in showing it off if it is no good.” He said, giving his best friend a look. This only made you want to see more. “you always saw your work is no good and it is always beautiful. Let me see, please?” You pleaded as you took hold of a part of his drawing pad. There was some back and forth, some ‘no’s’ and ‘oh please’ as you both struggled to take proper hold of the pad.

Eventually his hands slipped and lost its grip on the pad, landing it right into your smaller grasp. “ha! I have got it now. Now, let us see what you have been working so hard on,” you tease before looking at the drawing Benedict had been working so hard on. It was a lady, a rather beautiful one. But the longer you looked, the more you realized that this lady in the charcoal had the same features as you. the same face shape, body type, hair—even the little scar that was right on the bridge of your nose that you had gotten as a child. And you face began to redden as you slowly looked towards Benedict. “Are…is this of me?” You ask in wonder, amazement and without a single sound of disgust or hated—this reassures Benedict a bit more at least.

He nods and before he could utter another word, you flip through pages; more drawings of you. “You make me look beautiful..” you say in wonder and this causes Benedict to furrow his eyebrows once more but not in concentration but confusion.

“Because you are beautiful. I draw what I see and what I see from you is…” he stopped himself from speaking another word, too afraid to come across as too forward. He took a breath, figuring now is a better time than ever. The Bridgerton boy took the drawing pad from your hands and placed it next to him before giving you his full attention. Your face is covered with blush, flustered from this whole thing.

“I suppose now I must explain myself before it comes across strangely. But I do draw you. More times than not because you plague my every waking moment, you have since we were children. You have captured my heart from years and you have refused to return it to me. My dearest friend…..my feelings for you grow into one where I want you by my side forever, not just in my drawings. You are my muse for everything I do and I cannot bear it being another nor you being with anyone else..” he said, “So I suppose-“

You cut him off by leaning forward and giving him a kiss. Your soft ones pressed against his own. It was bold and improper. But his words were moving and your heart would not stop its fluttering. So you had kissed him, hoping no one would see. The kiss was everything you both had imagined it would be like and more.

So once you had pulled away to his surprised but smug reaction, you simply nodded, “Of course, it would be delighted to court you, my dearest. I have been waiting so long for this moment.” You say, still almost not believing that your love was also your best friend.

“I suppose we both were a bit too blind and afraid to admit it, hm?” He chuckled, taking your hands in his, getting a bit of the charcoal onto your hands. You giggle and nod,

“Yes I suppose so. But I also would love to see these other drawings of me that you have mentioned,” you teased him, now making it his turn to blush as he realized what he had admitted.

“Perhaps another time…?” He asked hopefully and you grin mischievously, almost impishly.

“Or perhaps we can give you something else to draw,” you said suggestively continuing to tease him about such thing.

“Oh I quite like the sound of that,” Benedict grinned as he pulled you in for another quick kiss. Perhaps it was a good thing you had seen the drawings after all.

[kthecritter]

new stuff coming to my requests!!! now adding id packs and blinkies!!! if anyone has some good sites for blinkies (besides blinkies.cafe, I’ve already got that suggestion), that would be awesome :D

happy requesting folks :3

[shinning-stxr]

"Love is powerful. It can bring the gods to their knees"

[pan-perkozeq]

Can five pebbles pass the captcha test?

Probably not XD

[thetobiasfinchgallery]

🍎requests! icons/dividers/fanart/misc.!🍈

i will be opening art/doodle requests via askbox! you can even ask anonymously! in order to do this though we need to set basic rules/boundaries! please skim this if you want to request something for free!

🍎boundaries!:🍒

☆ please only request one thing per box request!

☆ i won't draw for you if you align with my dni!

☆ do NOT repost my art as your own separate post!

☆ i am open to SOME sfw cannonxoc requests! (not with minor characters)

🍋clarifications!:🍌

♡ i won't get to every request and will pick and choose what i draw!

♡ i most likely won't draw your oc (unless maybe its a fandom oc with a cannon oc!)

♡ these will most likely be sketchy/doodly and sometimes even silly!

🍈credit!:🍈

♡ i am more likely to accept requests based on my interests like; carebears, strawberry shortcake, moominvalley, animal crossing, tamagotchi, mario, etc!

♡ if you want something specific please say so! (icon, divider! etc)

☆ you must credit me if using my art anywhere for anything! it can be used as pfps off-site if you link back to me!

☆ link me in your bio/post where my art is used!

[randomeanonjustwatching]

since you’re taking requests for random om stuff, how would the brothers react to mc who tends to talk around just in their underwear ? not even in a sexual way they just overheat very easily/clothes feel uncomfortable for no reason (cuz i get that)

can be male reader or just gender neutral up to you, hope it’s not too annoying to ask _(┐「ε:)_

Hmmm....well, I've thought some stuff up, just a snippet though.

Lucifer flushes and tells you to go put some clothes on. I think he's sensitive to seeing another's body. Even if you overheat, he's just asking to wear something other than just your underwear, he begs.

Mammon is the one to run through his clothes. As a model, (and a money spender) he has tons of clothes he picked up, and gives you like, 20 shirts/pants for you to wear. No, he's not stammering while seeing you mostly naked.

Leviathan honestly doesn't really mind unless yall are at like, a hotel or sm. I headcanon that he plays video games in his underwear in there early hours of the day.

Satan, our little bookworm, immediately asks why you're wearing no clothes. If you reply with over heating, he's gonna research and then attempt to make a poorly sewn shirt and pants you can't really wear. But hey, it's the thought that counts, right?

Asmodeus is the first to compliment your body, but then goes through his clothes like Mammon does. Expect a lot more clothes from him though, since he gets sent fan mail tons.

Beelzebub is a questioner, and if you give him an answer he's just like 'ok' and goes back to eating his cheeseburger.

Belphegor takes it as an indicator that you're to hot, and since I headcanon that all the om! Brothers are cold-blooded, he probably sleeps against you to cool you off.

Reblogs, likes, and more asks/drawing requests are all wanted! Oo, and comments too!

-Halo

[gingerale13]

engiespy perhaps?

also am i allowed to take inspo from that one post and doodle some vampire and farmer engiespy? it has not left my head

I <3 them

Of course you can! It's not like I own the idea lol, but if you do make art you should totally @ me 👀

Kinda wanted to make full re-designs for them but whateva

I also have brainrot about them...

[frame zooms below]

Spy: oooohh you wanna let me enter your abode so bad oooooh!

[Engie is unaffected by his vampire persuasion magic]

Engineer: I'm lettin' you in because it's good southern hospitality, not because you're tryin' to make me, OK?

[futurequibblerjournalist]

Reg was 100% an "IT'S MINE!!!!" sibling

No, because Regulus was such a pretentious little brat,,, I think we need to collectively make Regulus just,, slightly more annoying especially as a child.

Just the sign on his door??? Like,,, that is the result of having Sirius as a brother I'm telling you. "DO NOT ENTER! Without the express permission of Regulus Arcturus Black" you just know Sirius stood at the edge of his door bothering him too many times going "I'm not technically in your room" and Regulus would whine about it and making his bitchy little sign. Honestly,, Regulus doing it back, being all like "taste your own medicine dickhead" I could see it. Regulus who simultaneously wants to bother his brother and have nothing to do with him is just,, peak little Regulus to me. He was also just,,, so possessive of his stuff. This is so funny to me in like a Jegulus way cause he sees no problem trying to "steal" James from Sirius but if Sirius tried to get with/literally just interact with any of his friends Regulus would be all like "Get your own friends, Sirius!!!!"

[coi-arts]

she bert on my blob till i ah!

oh damn