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Me when y/n is acting like a literal fucking child for male validation

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A little late, but the weather has even amazing this week. There's just nothing after months of grey winters (which don't get me wrong, are beautiful on their own) to finally wake up to the sunlight Illuminating my face and when I go out in the morning to be able to hear the birds. Spring has this distinct smell that is impossible for me to describe.

All of this may sound really dreamy, but that's my truth which I am lucky to experience every year. Sadly I've noticed less birds, bees and other insects. One reminder that climate change is a real thing.

But.. the sound of rain when the sun is setting and the last of it's rays shine through my widow. (I have a corner window so I can see both sunrise and sunset) The smell of rain! Nature is just soo... ah~ (wow this is getting weird).

Anyway. Haven't found much time to write lately, but don't think I have up on you. I didn't, I promise.

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saying “i know baby” while she’s having an orgasm

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Chewing like this | source 🦇

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THE CYCLE MUST END

[My Socials] | [Prints]| [ST Prints]

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Some more warm ups while I rewatch House of the Dragon, this time with Aemond! He's still insanely fun to draw.

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all I wanna fucking do is write my vampire porn and society insists on crumbling around me

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"lmao why these women so into fictional men"

the fictional men can't actually hurt us and we get to control the narrative

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Training with the Chauveau brothers (ocs)

a/n: The Chauveau family are royals I created with @viktor-stark. I already posted one headcanon, but I'll quickly explain what it's about. We have two messed up half brothers (Darren: blond hair, four years older, right hand of Vyrydian | Vyrydian: brown hair, leader of the gang/mafia, bastard) in a world based on GoT, Hotd and D&D, but with technology of the 60s and modern medicine. I actually have another headcanon in store which is WAY darker, probably even darker than the first one words: 390 warnings: mentions of blood, fighting, hair pulling, mentions of masochism and sadism (?)

It was the usual time when both of them were training in the yard, yet it was Darren’s idea to fight against each other. With the egos the both of them had neither of them would back down any time soon and the guards and knights around knew they were in for something.

The fight was fair play at first, the sound of metal echoed through the open space. Like a dance the two brothers moved through the muddy dirt, while Darren planned and calculated every single one of his actions, his younger brother was all for attack.

That’s how, after not even a few minutes, Vyrydian’s swords was on the ground. A smug grin had formed on the blond man’s face as he saw his brother’s expression turn from shock to seething anger. Not even a split second both of them were on the floor. Vyrydian had jumped on his older brother Darren, taking him down to the floor. Mud splattered everywhere, their clothes filthy and faces covered in dirt. His fist kept on descending into Darren’s face, blood splattering. To the knights’ surprise both of them enjoyed it in a twisted way. After all Darren was a masochist and showed Vyrydian the pleasure of hurting others.

Even so, he wouldn’t let himself just be beaten up. Rules and fairness long forgotten he tugged at one of Vyrydian’s rat tails before gripping the shorter sections of his hair and ripping a small bundle of it out.

Rather quickly the tables had turned and Darren was now beating Vyrydian up until a shout made the both of them look into the direction of the sound. It was one the Maester who shouted at them to stop because what they forgot, both of them had a meeting in the council to attend which was led by Vyrydian.

Now both of them were sitting on a long table surrounded by noble men with wealth, covered in mud and grim, a patch of skin was visible on Vyrydian's head where Darren had ripped it out meanwhile he sat there with a split lip and bleeding nose. It was a mess, laughable even, yet not one of the other men dared to say something, knowing they would end up dead, this time with the brothers teaming up against them.

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polite obedient subs who are shy in real life, they always say please and thank you, but when you close the bedroom's door they turn into dumb sluts with dirty mouths begging you to fuck them until they cry.

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"No Angel of Temperance" watercolor, 2024.

Private commission for @lickthecowhappy inspired by their poem of the same name

Prints!

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Requests

Even though I am currently continuing to write When war divides I would be more than glad to work on requests as well since sometimes it is quite hard to come up with ideas.

I know I do not have any rules established and that won't change at least not as long as no one is being weird so in general I am fine with any request for the following fandoms:

COD

Good Omens

House of the Dragon

Baldur's Gate 3 (specifically Astarion, but I don't mind trying to write for other characters as well)

American Horror Story (I'm currently done with season 9 so pls do not spoiler me for the following seasons)

I also take a/b/o requests and dabble around darker themes so feel free to send whatever comes across your mind!

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Prince Aemond Targaryen 💅🏻