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a bullet is a man from time to time he strays

hi johnny. nice tragedy you've got there

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Paweł saying that V was the one person who took the time to understand Johnny…..sir expect my therapy bill in the post 😭

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Happy birthday, Johnny! 🧁🎸💘 prints | patreon

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I've made a beginner friendly shapekeying tutorial for anyone who's been wanting to make an NPV but has no modding experience! Go check it out if it's something you're interested in!

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Rockerboy prints | patreon

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VANITY FAIR / Riccardo Scamarcio - Shooting in Rome [BACKSTAGE]

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BARK BARK BARK BARK! BARK!

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01-Johnny's colors under the black

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Those moments after seniors' afternoon naps.

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I'm obsessed with boys in suit~~

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Here's my book description of you!!

When Blue walks into a room, that room's about to be shaken up. Bouncing up to people, a bundle of mischievous energy, Blue can't be contained - and who would want to hold her back? Blue stores a dog's love in a human heart - playful and wildly devoted and bringing a smile to everyone. The secret she keeps from herself is that this love is perfectly human and whole and wholesome. Anyone with a heart should think of Blue too and look after her, because she looks after others. Her mischief is just a wagging tail to say hello before she unleashes her kindness. Look out: Blue will split a man open and kiss the pieces till they feel better than they were before. We're two of a kind.

AWWWW OMMGG THIS IS SO CUTE AND BEAUTIFUL 💙💙💙💙 😭

AAAAAAAA BUT SERIOUSLY OMGG 🥺 thank you so much, and I'm SOOOO glad you see me like this, it means a lot to me! It's so sweet and silly and BEAUTIFULLLLL AAAAAAA IMMA CRY 😭

Okdhahadbs I'm so thankful I LOVE THIS SO MUCHHHH THANK YOUUU 💖💖

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Vampire Santino knows how to suck dick and blood. His little fangs yk yk yk >:]

Literally!! Okay, this is about to be VERY NSFW. There is no plot, let's just say.

Sources: One | Two | Three

CW: Dick biting. Yes, you heard me and I'll say it again. Dick biting!

The first time the famous Baba Yaga felt his lover's fangs brush tenderly over his cock, his mind went to some instinctual place of total, masochistic castration fear. Shit, he's going to bite my cock, that was the only thought, over and over again. Santino was nuzzling him open mouthed, licking and teasing before the act truly began. And he was splayed out under Santino, helpless, at risk of being impaled at any moment. He was all too happy to take that risk just so Santino could suck on him to his heart's content. His own heart raced with a delicious kind of terror that put all his attention on sensations. That little, cold sliver of polished bone sent him limp and lightheaded everywhere except the rock-hard limb it was caressing. He groaned, inarticulate, throwing back his head and feeling for once as if there was nothing he could do but surrender.

"Mmm...your thighs are shaking. Are you afraid of me, John? Can two tiny little teeth bring down the big bad assassin ?" And Santino took him into his mouth completely, and there were those fangs, pushing against either side of his shaft, their tips dangerously close to piercing him. John made a sound that was supposed to be words but wasn't, and restrained himself from twitching in response. One wrong move and he'd be skewered.

Santino's mouth pulled back with an obscene pop. "It won't hurt, you know. Fangs inject venom at the same time they're drawing blood. It acts on the nerves to numb pain while enhancing pleasure. That's why you came in your pants like a filthy slut last time I bit your neck," he said, and John stiffened even more at the memory. It had felt so good...he couldn't even bear to imagine how good that would feel right at the core of his pleasure.

Any rational part of his brain shut off and he found himself begging. "Please. Please, I want to try - I want - will you..."

"Words, John," Santino murmured against his cock, still nuzzling it somewhere between hunger and affection.

He swallowed, and forced them out. "Bite me."

"If you insist," and Santino's mouth went around John again, hot and sticky and taking him all the way to the throat. For a second, the fear became so intense that he felt like he was about to die for Santino, about to have a limb amputated, to be martyred. Then he felt the muscles of Santino's tongue brace against him in preparation, and he bit down, hard.

It felt impossible, like plucking the moon out of the sky just to take a bite out of it, or breathing underwater, or living after death. His dick was really being bitten into, devoured. It did not compute. Icy, unyielding shards parted the flesh and vein and he could feel them inside him. It felt like having Santino buried in his ass, pounding the sweet spot. So full. So punishing. So secure. ...So complete.

The venom just about short-circuited his brain. He couldn't see, or hear himself screaming in pleasure - although Santino never let him live that down afterwards. He thought he was going to black out, but instead he came almost instantaneously, blood mixing with semen as the two spilled down Santino's throat without stopping for what felt like eternity.

Santino dragged his way out, savoring everything, licking John clean despite the way he whined from overstimulation. He tsked. "And I barely even broke the skin."

Author's Note: I kind of think this is a good analogy for being fingered during oral... there's tongue action and then suddenly there's penetration too?? It takes things to another level ;)

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Thank you for tagging me! For once I had time to do it!!!

A few additions about the one I didn't take:

Left several kudos in the same fic: I never did because I'm lazy and disconnecting from AO3 to put a kudo as anonymous feels too complicated for me. But I leave comments instead. And I think we should all do that instead of trying to leave another kudo.

Anxiously waits for feedback after publishing: who doesn't? But I can honestly say that I've learned not to put too much thought into it and now, once I've published I do something else, most often I write something else. I do wait anxiously for feedback from one or two people I hold very dear to my heart, but apart from them, I don't wait for it anymore. I do get happy when I get it though, but I've learned not to expect too much for one, and not to judge my work by that either.

Want to be a professional writer someday: I did. Maybe part of me still do. But I'm also pretty realistic about what motivates me, and apparently, my OCs motivates me less than fictional character made up by other people so... Who knows.

Tagging some of said amazing people: @koda-shoulda-woulda-but-didnt and @m-lter

Thank you sm for tagging me @treedaddymcpuffpuff :] 💙

Fandoms: John Wick, Moon Knight, I wanna write for Cyberpunk, RDR2, Black Butler, Genshin Impact (if I get back to it), Skyrim

Tagging (no pressure): @mrssimply @thewhumpcaretaker @koda-shoulda-woulda-but-didnt @babayagaiscomingforya

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An eye for an eye, a life for a life

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I forgot to post these yesterday but…

A little while ago, Nomada studio asked me if I wanted to do a poster for their newest game Neva. I had seen Gris a few years ago and thought it was an absolutely gorgeous game. When they showed me the art and the trailer for Neva I was charmed. Unfortunately, for some reason I couldn’t do one poster. I kept having idea and ideas and then more ideas. That’s just how excited I was by the work they showed me. So, rather than doing one polished image I did a bunch of sketches. They picked one, I think mostly to make me happy, but here are some of the others I really liked.

It’s rare that I get excited about a game coming out. But I can’t wait to play this one.

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Keanu Reeves is Immortal | GQ Magazine, 2019.