Hitmanjonesy - Hitman Jonesy

I know a lot of people were interested in these, they are NOW available as stickers! Click the "ko-fi" button on my home page > go to COMMISSIONS, and they should be there as an option!

Devilman Crybaby, anyone? I plan to make these stickers!

Itafushi movie night

Catboy Oikawa

Fanart I made for @salexectria ‘s fanfic “Messages from Last Night” I LOVE that fic, its so funny! Idk if the author plans to continue with it, but I wish they would! Anyway, had to draw this outfit of Akira/Ren’s ever since it was described, although I did get a little bit creative with the pants~ [ won’t let me tag the author, even tho they got a blog here, rip;; ]

There was the sudden rush of shuffled feet as Leblanc’s only other current inhabitant rushed back down the steps. Akechi, having not moved from his spot ( which was already right near the base as is ) competitively stood his ground; as if bracing for impact. Whether that be another jaw-clenched argument, or a brawl. And right when Amamiya got right up in his face, Akechi did not back down. He held his full few centimeters that he had over the other, and competitively glared back. His mind went into an instant fight or flight response, and it was choosing fight. Stand your guard, and don’t back down.

“Thank you for everything.” He murmured.

That fiery gaze he received emanated an intensity that demanded recognition. And Goro didn’t dare back down. But the soft voice that practically brushed sweet breath against his lips whispered softened gratitude. Goro’s frazzled mind wasn’t quite sure what was happening. He had all but been assuming some sort of challenge, picking up from the tensions he, himself had created. And yet, this turn ( despite giving the same exact energy back ) was something entirely earnest and sincere.

The exact instant Ren tilted his own head, there was a sudden surprised sharp intake of breath; caught and held within the same confines of his chest, where that fluttery thing resided. But that was all the moment would allow for him to do, before their lips were meeting. Goro’s feet remained where they had been firmly planted. His eyes naturally had closed upon impact, perhaps a bit tightly, as if bracing for something with more of a kick to it. But the kiss was gentle, and genuine. The brief lapse between the corner of both of their mouths where it was allowed, he took in another hitched breath, but he gave in. Allowed that foreign tongue into his mouth. That overwhelming flavored scent that, somehow, tasted better than any food ever would. Satiated the tongue better than any other thirst ever could.

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excerpts from a fanfic my partner and I are writing together, called "Pillow Talk."

Lord Satan Ryo Asuka

Some Crow and Joker sketches I had done a while back. I love drawing expressions! My specialty is lineart, but I would like to learn how to do painting as well ;;~;;