Dumb Yuki

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"Freckles?" Bruce's eyes focused on the tiny dots now marking the usually smooth skin.

"If you want me to perform, why not put all I can into it?" The criminal placed his hand on his hip, crooking it slightly in a nonchalant pose matched with flipping off the stray curls away from his face.

"Of course," Batman chuckled with amusement before his eyes moved away, a sudden embarrassment accompanying his words. "They're adorable."

"Oooh... So that's what you like." A proud, mischievous grin appeared on the clown's face and he stepped forward, raising his hand to toy with the collar of Bruce's shirt. "Am I more of your type now? Hmmm?"

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Hello, my dear readers ^^

I finally finished the last chapter of my short Batjoke fanfiction in a Christmas theme. I know I'm late with it and I have no excuses for that.

I just hope it'll make you smile.

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Maybe I don't have the abilities and experience of my talented dad but I'm quite happy with my first proper acrylic painting. Mostly because my sweet girlfriend loved her birthday gift 🩷

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I made my Catholic mom happy by telling her that I wanted my dad to paint a pair of angels for my room.

She wasn't happy anymore when she saw the result and I have no idea why 😇

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When your dad is a painter and you're obsessed with Chinese gay novels 🐰

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My first attempt at creating an OC from Hazbin Hotel Universe. I plan on creating a few more so God help me find time 😅

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I'm stuck listening to a boring lecture so here's a poorly drawn Angie 🩷

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They were close. When did he let Flaviu get this close?

He took a step back to get some space and as he did so, he grew aware that it looked like he got scared. Which he didn't, of course, because why would he? "You didn't have much trouble with control last night so I doubt that." He wasn't scared.

Flaviu chuckled and put his bathrobe on before combing his hair between his fingers and closing his eyes for a brief moment, considering something before stepping closer to the man, looking at him with curiosity and a dangerous smirk. "So this is the reason why you're here?" Rafael moved back to get some distance between them but the vampire only followed. "Last night?" As soon as Rafael's back hit the wall, Flaviu's lips touched his ear and a small, surprised gasp escaped his mouth at the slight sensation of the vampire's breath teasing his sensitive skin as he found himself suddenly trapped. "You want more?"

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Hello, my dear readers ^^

I present to you another (this time) short work from the series How to Get in Bed with Vampire CEO Brothers that I'm writing with my lovely @acevasion.

Enjoy :3

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Just some doodles I made a long time ago during some boring lecture at my university 🦄

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Lately I just can't resist and two third of my drawings are those boys 💜

I saw that diamond harness on too many pictures recently so maybe I should finally try it on...

OC characters from How to Get in Bed with Vampire CEO Brothers:

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My first attempt at drawing something with watercolor pencils and it had to be eee unholy 😊

Ash (the white-haired dhampire) and their lovely pet bard (the red-haired kitsune) had a rather bad day so they had to find some way to relax 💜

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Ofc I have to play a dhampire in my latest RPG session with friends and ofc they have to have white hair, drinking issues, and a lovely bard (@acevasion) to flirt with just to annoy all straight players in the group :3

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I was bored and @acevasion too so as we've been taking too many of those recently... Here you go :3

Far away, long ago... four boys appeared into existence. Find out which one you are: one of the vampire CEO brothers (Flaviu, Hugo) or their

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I can't paint. I hate painting. But I couldn't pass the opportunity to sneak in MDZS fanart to the art exhibition at my university 🌸

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"You think one glass can make me lose control? I'm pretty sure my alcohol tolerance gets higher with every year here." He smiled, faking confidence, as his words were true only after a full night's sleep and a proper meal.

But he couldn't just give up that easy, right? Or could he? It was painfully obvious that he was going to break eventually. To willingly place all that control in the hands of a creature that hunted people for blood. Flaviu could act all charming now, but he was a beast, a freaking monster. One that Rafael wished to become too. Someday.

"Oh no, of course not." Flaviu shook his head and sat on the only armchair in the room, visibly relaxed. "But to be honest... You already lost it." His smile would be charming if not for the dangerous fangs catching Rafael's eye. "And it's not about the alcohol."

Flaviu was right. Of course, he was. Painfully. And Rafael had nothing to say for his defense. He could disagree only to do so, but that wouldn't change the thing. His excuse earlier, the glass in his hand, even the fact that he was still standing a few meters distance from the vampire instead of sitting on his lap, kissing and undressing him... All of that was just a useless act. The last straws of his cultivated restrain had to finally break as whatever he would say or do right now would only move everything further in time, not stopping it. Of course, he could say 'no', and the vampire would probably respect that, but they both knew he wasn't going to. There was only one way this night would go.

"I fucking know it's not," he finally said, tilting his head back to finish his drink in a few mouthfuls before he put it back on the dresser with a sharp click of glass on the wooden surface. "You promised to make me stop thinking, so end that charming crap of an act and just go on with it finally."

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Hi, hello, my lovely readers ^^

This time I present you with an original story written by me and my dear foxy friend @acevasion. It's an erotic story with horny vampires and their equally thirsty human pet so you can expect a lot of biting and blood-drinking paired with sub/dom dynamic.

Just read the tags and if you're in enjoy :3

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"There's snow everywhere, Dad! Tons of snow!" Dick almost vibrated with excitement, and indeed, when Batman looked through the huge window of his bedroom, he noticed the reason for that blinding whiteness that pulled him out of sleep. "Snow, Dad! Snow!"

"I see?" He turned back to his adopted son again, hoping for some further explanation of the reason behind his overjoyed behavior, but Dick's attention suddenly moved to Joker who just finished his pastry and attempted to steal the second one.

"Oh..." There was a surprise and a bit of confusion in the kid's expression meaning that he just noticed Btman's company... "Did you two sleep together?"

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Hi, my lovely readers <3

The wonderful snowy Christmas time is only a week away so with that joyful gingerbread-smelling atmosphere I decided to take a break from the angst and pain of my recent Batjokes fic. Instead, I'm presenting a short addition to my LEGO Batman story from last year and I hope reading it will bring you laughter and warmth in those cold winter days.

Enjoy :3

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Batman sighed, and if not because of his cowl, the criminal could have seen the look of pity in his eyes. "You won't kill me, Joker. You can't." He wanted to believe those words as much as he made himself sound he did.

"I..." The clown's finger twitched on the trigger and for a tense, dangerous couple of seconds, Bruce's mind screamed at him how wrong he was. However, the hand that held the gun slowly went down, and Joker's head bowed, as he looked at his feet, defeated. It was Batman's awaited moment to get close again and reach for... "If you don't want me to kill you, at least have the decency to let me end myself," the clown pleaded in a voice empty of emotions before he raised the gun again to point it at his temple.

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Hi, my lovely readers! ^^

This chapter took me way longer to write than I expected but I can finally share it with you. However, I need to warn the more sensitive of you that it may be triggering, so read carefully.

I hope you'll find it interesting :3

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Summary:

It wasn't the first time Joker ended up cuffed to a hospital bed, unconscious under the influence of sedatives, and vired to various medical equipment that was keeping track of his body functions. There was an IV connected to his hand, blue vines clearly visible under his skin unhealthy pale even after the recent blood transfusion. It took more than three bags of vital fluid to keep him alive, and he still looked fragile, like a careless touch could break him. His fights with Batman often left him with cracked bones, cuts, and bruises all over his slim frame, but now there were no purple marks left by kicks or punches, the only signs of injuries were clean sets of bandages tightly covering his forearms. Nothing more was needed to hide the two ugly cuts which almost cost him his life. But it was a prize he decided to pay himself.