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Image credit: John McMurtrie 2019

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Copia has some flowers for you 💖

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happy (late) valentine’s day 💌

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Oh? Hello? Inspired by who??

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When the therapist said "paint with sand smt that gives meaning to your life":

(just kidding)

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Apparently today is National Internet Friends Day! So happy there's a day to acknowledge the love and gratitude you have for the friends in your phone and across the world 💜💞

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grab yours before he's gone

original portrait under the cut

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First Papa V name reveal and now passiflora leak?? I feel blessed

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⛧WIP Wednesday⛧

Vampire Secondo x gn!reader

Out of my hundreds of wips (oops) I bestow a small snippet of vampire Secondo. I haven't written a fic surrounding this at all (yet, maybe) just felt like going on a feral drabble that night :)

Context: you allow Secondo to feed from you from the first time, after finding out that he is not everything he seemed Tags: descriptions of blood and draining Words: 537

You expected a searing pain, but the sensation was one warmer than you'd ever experienced. As fast as he scrambled toward you, his fangs were still precise, barely leaving as much as a pinch. Breathing through it slowly, you were unable to recall blood ever leaving your body as gently as the way he drew it out. This feeling wasn't like being drained at all, not with how he held you so close, or the soft groans that rumbled from the throat of the starved man. 

After you’d seen his face contorted in the same primal hunger you’d seen from many before him, you expected to be ripped to pieces when you bore your shoulder to him without a second thought. It barely even mattered that perhaps he wasn’t the man you’d spent the past few months slowly getting to know, not in the moment you saw such pain in his eyes. Whatever he was, you never wanted to see that look on him ever again. Now there was certainly no room for doubt or fear in your mind. The way his tongue dabbed into your skin, so delicately, it was still the same caring man you knew before.

Your hand embraced the back of his neck, notably much warmer than you'd expected. No longer was he as cold as a corpse, not when your blood was flowing through his body. His skin had been so pale before, but you could see in his face your warmth bringing a lovely shade of pink to his cheeks again. How could you possibly feel drained, when you were becoming one with him.

You felt empty suddenly, as if he noticed the second you started to feel light headed. His lips stayed, still grazing the small wound, metallic liquid lingering on the flesh. It continued to bleed, and he could not resist lightly running his tongue over the beads of crimson pleasure, having to hold back a thoughtless moan that threatened to escape you. He never pressed too far, neither did he give into the temptation of marking you again and having you entirely. His moments remained slow, savouring the taste of you.

It only took a gentle press of his lips for the two little indents to close up, not only to his dismay. After the last little flick of his tongue gathering up the remnants of his meal, an unexpected apologetic look was written on his face. You expected him to look at you with caution, or danger, but his eyes glimmered with a reverence for the one that had allowed him to bring him back to full life after days of abstinence. 

His lips were barely centimetres apart from you. From the slight tug of them, you realised it wasn't him, but you gravitating towards him, until you could feel his copper laced breath tickle your agape mouth.

“You look like you want a taste too,” he spoke in a low voice. You barely took in the way his eyes glazed over with a deep desire, mimicking yours. It was unfair how your body betrayed you, only able to focus on the monochrome lips stained with scarlet that threatened to drag you deeper into feral abandon.

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his whoreish tendencies and huge nose have captivated me

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endless ghifs 27/? ⛧ source — "but besides all the stardom, all we got was blues..."

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pre-Valentine's Day Satanic Popes (and a Cardinal) for you 💖

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⛧WIP Wednesday⛧

Vampire Secondo x gn!reader

Out of my hundreds of wips (oops) I bestow a small snippet of vampire Secondo. I haven't written a fic surrounding this at all (yet, maybe) just felt like going on a feral drabble that night :)

Context: you allow Secondo to feed from you from the first time, after finding out that he is not everything he seemed Tags: descriptions of blood and draining Words: 537

You expected a searing pain, but the sensation was one warmer than you'd ever experienced. As fast as he scrambled toward you, his fangs were still precise, barely leaving as much as a pinch. Breathing through it slowly, you were unable to recall blood ever leaving your body as gently as the way he drew it out. This feeling wasn't like being drained at all, not with how he held you so close, or the soft groans that rumbled from the throat of the starved man. 

After you’d seen his face contorted in the same primal hunger you’d seen from many before him, you expected to be ripped to pieces when you bore your shoulder to him without a second thought. It barely even mattered that perhaps he wasn’t the man you’d spent the past few months slowly getting to know, not in the moment you saw such pain in his eyes. Whatever he was, you never wanted to see that look on him ever again. Now there was certainly no room for doubt or fear in your mind. The way his tongue dabbed into your skin, so delicately, it was still the same caring man you knew before.

Your hand embraced the back of his neck, notably much warmer than you'd expected. No longer was he as cold as a corpse, not when your blood was flowing through his body. His skin had been so pale before, but you could see in his face your warmth bringing a lovely shade of pink to his cheeks again. How could you possibly feel drained, when you were becoming one with him.

You felt empty suddenly, as if he noticed the second you started to feel light headed. His lips stayed, still grazing the small wound, metallic liquid lingering on the flesh. It continued to bleed, and he could not resist lightly running his tongue over the beads of crimson pleasure, having to hold back a thoughtless moan that threatened to escape you. He never pressed too far, neither did he give into the temptation of marking you again and having you entirely. His moments remained slow, savouring the taste of you.

It only took a gentle press of his lips for the two little indents to close up, not only to his dismay. After the last little flick of his tongue gathering up the remnants of his meal, an unexpected apologetic look was written on his face. You expected him to look at you with caution, or danger, but his eyes glimmered with a reverence for the one that had allowed him to bring him back to full life after days of abstinence. 

His lips were barely centimetres apart from you. From the slight tug of them, you realised it wasn't him, but you gravitating towards him, until you could feel his copper laced breath tickle your agape mouth.

“You look like you want a taste too,” he spoke in a low voice. You barely took in the way his eyes glazed over with a deep desire, mimicking yours. It was unfair how your body betrayed you, only able to focus on the monochrome lips stained with scarlet that threatened to drag you deeper into feral abandon.

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by Terry Dobbins

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Daily Dose of Daddy Secondo

🖤🖤

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Alright I'm giving in I'm downloading that Copia mod for Stardew valley

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Mary On A Cross in Green Bay part 2/3