#nirvana akeldama

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the wonderful, talented, kind, and oh so charming @imaginarycyberpunk2023 babysat the twins for me ✨🥺✨ look at my lil girl, Nirvana is more gorgeous than ever 😭❤️ maybe she should get into modeling when she's not edgerunning....Thank you so soo much, Imaginary! seeing my kids in HD is absolutely wild 🥰

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💕Nirvana about to give Rita a fuckin' heart attack💕

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[Nirvana is living in a post apocalyptic, zombie hunter fantasy world inside its mind]

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Message From:

♡Vana♡

Subject:

drinks l8r bb?

Text:

"this is a cunter gatherer society

and honey, im cunting right now ;3"

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I was tagged by the always lovely @dreamskug to do This Picrew about a week ago. And I did!! But then I completely forgot about it xD

Featuring the twins, Grave & Nirvana ❤️

Tagging anyone who hasn't tried this one out yet! it's very nice, great style and a lot of different options :3

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I like the title "Death comes smiling" and would like to know more about it.

Thank you very much! I just finished answering a bit more about that one Here.

I've probably shared this snippet before, but I'll do it again cause I think it's fun when my children are acting deranged and terrifying.

"I've been hoping to see a contract with your name on it for a long time, you see." Grave continued conversationally, crouching down in front of the chair Jotaro was tied to. "My sister and I even had a fight over how we were gonna do this. Different stylistic preferences, I'm sure you of all people can understand." The young man chuckled, like they were friends and he'd made a simple joke at Jotaro's expense. He pulled out a silver cigarette case, taking one and lighting it up, blowing his smoke to the side. He tucked the case into his back pocket and drew the pistol from the concealed holster at his spine, taking another drag before holding the cigarette in the air. Nirvana came closer, snatching it and placing it between her own lips. "I'm not really one for mellowdrama or torture," Grave said, tapping Jotaro's kneecap with the barrel of his gun and making the man jump—a visible shiver running down his spine. "But today, for you...I think I'm willing to make an exception." He stood then, that companionable vibe completely dropping and his face going entirely emotionless. "It was four years ago, she was nineteen, her name was Roselia Leblanc." "What are you talking about?" the man finally broke his silence to ask, sounding furious but only to cover over the waver in his voice. "The sin that's finally caught up with you. I want you to know her name, because everything that happens next happens because of her. For her. Nirvana...he's yours." A wicked grin spread over the redhead's face, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "Finally. We get to have a little fun."

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I know nothing about Cyberpunk but 'Death comes smiling' on your WIP list intrigues me 👀

Thank you for the curiosity 😁

Death comes smiling is entirely and completely about revenge, and evil people getting what they deserve.

Grave and Nirvana Akeldama witnessed the abduction of a friend when they were teens, that girl later being found dead by the hand of a rather infamous murderer by the name of Jotaro Shobo. Justice is never delivered due to his position within a major Night City gang, and the world just moves on. Though they spent the next several years working for a major corporate entity, and their lives spiraled out of control many times, Grave and Nirvana never forgot what they'd seen. And they didn't forget his name either. So when, years later, they are offered a job to take down a notorious gang leader and woman killer, it's an easy contract to sign. Cue glorious carnage and two very overpowered siblings finally destroying one of the many roots of their trauma.

"Jotaro Shobo, in the flesh. Must say, it's an indescribable pleasure to finally meet you." The man blinked blurry eyes and struggled to focus, head bobbing slightly—probably from the blood loss. Vana had given him a nasty bash to the head. He looked around for a few moments until he seemed to come back to himself, and then he finally shifted his gaze to his captors. Grave stood before him with a strangely pleasant smile, his arms crossed and head slightly cocked as he waited patiently for Jotaro to catch up on the situation. The young merc was covered in black from head to toe, but despite that it was obvious he didn't have a single scratch or speck of blood on him. He'd just raided the club, presumably with only one person at his side, and hadn't been touched.