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Come forth by NIGHT, and I will GUIDE you home.

Indie, Selective, Private fantasy based OC. Features various verses. Written by SAVVVY.

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so i remade the boy and he’s over on @fauxgryf​

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so i remade the boy and he’s over on @fauxgryf​

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i miss my fantasy boi so im making him again oops.

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Vals 46 now hurrah birthday man

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grandpa got me thinking of a spooky midwestern, southwestern gothic modern cowboy detective

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i can’t believe val is married i cri

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Me and Tetra just bitching about wet cabbage rolls for the last half hour almost is my set vibe for the day

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VALENTINE MACIEJCZYK  -   THE ONI ARASAKA’S SAMURAI

partner’s may reblog!

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VALENTINE MACIEJCZYK  -   THE ONI ARASAKA’S SAMURAI

partner’s may reblog!

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vibe check! [falls recklessly in love with you]

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nsfw prompt list .

send me a word / phrase and i’ll write an erotic drabble.

awaiting. our muses making out and grinding while fully clothed.

bass. my muse going deep (interpret as you want).

blinded. our muses getting frisky in the dark (wherever).

buffet. my muses spreading their legs for yours.

butterflies. our muses doing something new in bed.

bookshelves. your muse getting touchy with mine in a library.

call me maybe. our muses having phone sex.

claimed. my muse reacting to getting hickies from yours.

coffee. our muses getting frisky in the kitchen, early in the morning.

cinematic. my muse touching yours inappropriately during a movie.

city view. our muses getting frisky up against a window.

closer. my muse reacting to yours sneaking up behind them.

covered. our muses getting handsy under a shared blanket.

dancing on my own. my muse getting close and personal on the dancefloor.

discrete. my muse reacting to yours touching them under a table.

free. our muses getting frisky in a secluded lake.

freezing. our muses getting frisky in a cabin to keep warm.

game over. your muse trying to get mine’s attention during a game.

hands off. our muses attempting bondage for the first time (light).

husky. my muse reacting to your whispering in their air from behind.

meadow. our muses getting frisky under the open sky, in a field.

occupied. our muses getting riled up in a public bathroom.

papers. our muses getting frisky in an office / work setting.

peach. my muse groping your muse’s ass during grinding.

radio. our muses getting handsy in the car.

showtime. my muse showing off new lingerie to yours personally.

silence. our muses having to keep down during sex, due to whatever reason.

steamy. our muses getting frisky in the shower.

strangers in the night. our muses having a one night stand.

talk to me. my muse dirty talking with yours.

tiles. our muses getting frisky in the bathroom.

voice mail. my muse leaving yours a dirty voice mail.

you’ve got mail. either muse reacting to yours having left a dirty voice mail.

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@malwarfare​ : wakes him up with kisses 😔

It was a restless night one and unmotivated morning the next. If Val hadn’t bothered to get himself up at about noon--- well, he’d be found in bed all day. Most people would just leave him. Brush it off as nothing more then a day of REST. A break from responsibility. Though, how would anyone know any better? Ah, they wouldn’t. As if he was any different from any other person living in Night City. Miserable. On some level. The solo juggled with so MANY things--- it was hard to tell what was eating away at him that day. On top of the ever looming illness that knew worse and worse as time passed.

He might not even wake up one day.

But Morgan seemed to ( at times ) know him better then he knew himself. And he knew better then to simply allow Val to lay in bed all day. Something the solo was thankful for. That push to get him going. Keep him GOING. So he stirs when he feels the gentle brush of his lovers lips kiss at his cheek.Then at his temple, to the corner of his lips. It brings a groggy smile to Valentine’s face as he eases his eyes open. Squinting at the thin strip of sunlight that pooled into their room. Blue and gold hues lift to meet with King’s own. Tired hands reaching out to take hold of the other’s to bring close to his chest. Idly teasing the gold band on the other’s finger. That’s one good thing they managed to do before it got to the boiling point.

Val leaned in to meet King’s lips half way. Kissing him gingerly before he fell back onto the bed with a sigh. Flesh and chrome fingers rose to brush across his husband’s cheek. With a hum he finally spoke, “Morning... or... Afternoon?”

“A little longer, miłość... Lay with me?” He asked innocently, “I’m exhausted. I couldn’t sleep last night. I’ll get up after--- promise.”

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val’s lips are always so rosy in color in contrast to the rest of his complexion and it’s lovely

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VALENTINE MACIEJCZYK

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val looks at king and melts every time wtf

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SYSTEM REBOOT …