It's way funnier to me to imagine that Geralt is the one who desperately wants Dandelion to winter at Kaer Morhen with him but Dandelion keeps saying no on the simple grounds that it's too fucking cold and do you want me to die Geralt? Do you want me to get hypothermia and fucking die?
And Geralt's like "please I am begging on my knees I will cuddle you every night to keep you warm I just need to prove you actually exist"
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omg, dacryphillia with Azul like mentioned in your last post please, please, please, I need it-
>:) imagine wringing so many orgasms out of him that he can't cum anymore and he's sobbing because he's so exhausted and overstimulated, tears streaking down his cheeks in fat, salty globs. His makeup is an absolute mess, all smeared and smudged, and there's ink dribbling from his lips because at some point you made him ink with your ministrations. <3 you're telling him he can cum one more time, right? He's a good boy, right? He's your perfect, pretty, crybaby Azul, right? Just once more and then you'll kiss his tears away and let him fuck you if he's still feeling it.
Azul is so convinced he's an ugly crier because he hiccups and heaves and gets so snotty and whines and whimpers like the world is ending, so he always tries to avoid breaking down in his daily life no matter how tough things get. But then you get your hands on him and he's reduced to a squishy, crybaby octopus and he hates it because he doesn't want to be that, but you're mixing sweetness in with the bitter and it feels good. Yes, he's a crybaby, but he's your crybaby. Your cute, handsome, lovely crybaby octopus who's cumming dry and drooling ink and saliva; and his eyes keep rolling back up into his head and he's arching his back on the mattress, his fingers curling into the sheets. You send him to heaven every time you do this, and he's so addicted to you and your voice and the feeling of your hands and mouth wrapped around his poor weeping cock. :(
You take everything he's worked so hard to become: the untouchable, charismatic, silver-tongued businessman; and you reduce him to something pathetic and weak and blubbery with just a few skillful touches and kisses. But, oddly enough, he doesn't mind it. Because when he gets like this, you still love him and you always shower him with affection before, during, and after. He's so hooked on all of these feelings you give him, and the feeling of your tongue lapping up his tears is a heady ecstasy he's fallen for.
If you ever leave him, he'll cry an ocean and then you'll really have no choice but to drown in him.
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it’s actually criminal how much I love him
he’s so fucking cute I’m gonna cry
I wanna see him smile and I’m gonna hold him gently in my arms and profess my love for him while we sit out in the lot while it’s snowing.
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batman: the knight #5
[ID: a close-up on Bruce Wayne's face as he lays on his side. Tears are streaming down his face as he stares ahead vacantly. His nose is bloodied and there's dried blood near his mouth. He has a welt on his cheekbone and is clenching the sheet in front of him with a bruised hand - having just got beaten again after being tortured for two weeks. His internal narration reads, "... because I'm too stubborn to know when I'm done. How is this worth it? How is my stupid, undefined mission worth-". END ID]
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My American Psycho Comic Arrived!
The second part of my American Psycho comic finally arrived, so here are some of my favorite pages. I absolutely adore the cover art!
So far I am also really liking the story :3
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