Bill Sienkiewicz — Unpublished Thor Cover (c.1980s) Source
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Bill Sienkiewicz — Unpublished Thor Cover (c.1980s) Source
Alex Schomburg (American, 1905-1998) Unpublished Satellite Science Fiction cover study, circa 1958
Frank Frazetta
Peggy Dow | Allan Grant, “Her Face Is Her Fortune,” Life, Aug 7, 1950
🪽🩰🧁 𝑖’𝑚 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑚𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 ༘˚⋆𐙚。⋆𖦹
ꪆৎ: 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑚𝑢𝑡 𝑏𝑐 𝑤𝚑𝑎𝑡 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑘𝑎𝑖
𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠/𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑠: 𝑠𝑚𝑢𝑡, 𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑠𝑒𝑥 (𝑚 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔) 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑢𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟, 𝑘𝑎𝑖 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑦 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑦
“Get on your knees doll.” Kai said and you obeyed, letting your knees hit the cold, hard wood floor. You looked up at him through your eyelashes wanting for his next move or command. He looked much more in control from this angle. His eyes were dark with a mix of lust and something else that scared you.
He brought his arm up to your cheek. The back of his hand met your soft skin as he rubbed it gently.
“Such a good girl.” You smiled up at him. There was such a contrast between the two of you. In his eyes you were the sweetest, purest thing he knew. He didn’t deserve you one bit.
Even if Kai didn’t deserve an angel like you, you could never leave him. You needed him to live. Or at least that’s what it felt like. In your eyes, Kai was like a God. He had devoted followers and you worshipped him. You would do anything he asked.
You knew he would always protect you. He would kill for you. In fact, he had killed for you. Your ex boyfriend who couldn’t take the hint to leave you alone, stopped showing up for work one day and was found dead a week later. Kai never explicitly told you he had done anything to him, but you knew he had everything to do with it.
Kai’s hands moved from your face to his belt. You watched his strong hands slowly begin to unbuckle it, pulling it through the belt loops and tossing it on the ground.
“You’re so pretty when you’re on your knees for me. Fucking angel.” His voice was low and laced with need as he unzipped his jeans.
You squirmed on the floor, trying to get comfortable but the hard wood was unforgiving to your knees.
Kai groaned as he released himself from his jeans, stroking himself a few times. He nudged the tip against your lips, chuckling lowly as he watched you. You parted your lips, licking him gently. His hands were soon replaced by yours as he pushed further into your mouth.
“Fuck.” His head fell back as his hands grabbed onto your hair, moving your head back and forth.
You could feel the mix of his pre cum and your saliva trickling down your chin as he continued to thrift into your mouth. His head moved forward again to look down at you. He loved you like this. So obedient and under his control.
Tears pricked your eyes at he hit the back of your throat repeatedly. You held back the need to gag and gripped the hem of his shirt tightly as he continued using your mouth.
His thrusts became stuttered as a string of curse words excited his mouth. Then you felt the warm sensation of his release in your mouth. You licked your lips as he did his pants back up again. You leaned your head against kai’s leg, looking up at him.
“Precious little thing. You’re too good for me.”
2009's Dark Wolverine unpublished variant cover (done at the time of Marvel Comics's 70th anniversary) by John Watson (a tribute of course to Norman Rockwell's The Runaway painting from 1958).
Román Bachkarou @ View Mgmt by Alexey Glebko, st. Juan Camilo Rodriguez, muah Regina Karpova, in Client Mag., Oct. 2017