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[warriorqueen1991]

My blog is an 18+ blog! I have posted this once before. I don't mean to come off as a bitch, but if you are a minor please vacate yourself. I post and reblog adult content!!! In no way shape or form will I be interacting with minors.

[thewindowofthesummerhouse]

Santiago Caruso

[ghostly-lee]

This year Bucky for mermay 🫰🏻

[ekbelsher]

Which is better, light or dark? Really different vibes

(from The Modern Faerie Tales by Holly Black)

[isa-sketches]

🌲The world spins, the light blurs, and the music fills the dark forest around you. The handsome hulderkall leans in and whispers "Come with me into the mountains..." Oh.. The words are so tempting. Will you join him? I'm sure it's completely safe, and you won't be locked away forever.

[isa-sketches]

Commission for January Bell

[tanya-gavva]

It’s all about ivy that wraps around you

[ilustrariane]

Red Kiss

"Give me the red kiss, let the river flow Down where the deepest, darkest passions grow Your sweat is nectar, your blood is wine Pour out your pulse and let it merge with mine I am your slave of pleasure, bound in lust In your scarlet salvation, I put my trust Oh, give me the red kiss tonight…"

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The main characters from my comic Atnomen

You can check all of their stories in my PATREON

[fluffysheeps]

Snake snacks 🐍

[ilustrariane]

The Flower and The Snake - Hades and Persephone

Black scales glisten in the damp, midnight earth, Drawn to the pink of your innocent birth. I slide through your petals, so slick and so deep, Drinking the dew that your velvet folds weep.

You open your center to let the snake in, A gothic communion of sorrow and sin. Bruised petals fall in the dark, overgrown. The serpent is slithering, weeping alone. My venom inside you, a tragic, sweet moan... Turning your beautiful, soft pink to stone

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Digital art (Ipad pro, Procreate)

I illustrated several times Hades and Persephone, and this is another one, where Hades is a snake-like monster and Persephone is a flower nymph.

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[lightghost02]

Resident evil requiem concept art ★

[liztuxiemacks]

Re9 concept art

[lsklvr]

LEON S. KENNEDY in RESIDENT EVIL, dev. Capcom

[willgrahamscock]

I do the opposite of gatekeeping, I’m not going to shut up until you like this thing as much as I do

[willgrahamscock]

here’s a wet pathetic man in a gifset to get you started and then I’m going to send you memes as propaganda

[destinationtoast]

gatetossing: hurling the gate at passersby and attempting to capture them, regardless of whether they wanted to pass through the gate

[ihni]

[thiswasgreatbut]

edging him to tears ✩‧₊˚

leon’s endurance absolutely was not to be taken lightly—and as his partner, you knew that more than anything.

but just how far can he go until he breaks?

for the longest time, the question nagged at you from a corner of your mind that you… preferred to ignore most of the time. if it were real, you imagine it to be a dark place, dirty and overflowing with filth.

leon would know all about abandoned places like that, wouldn’t he?

────✴︎─

you kiss the blonde man, tender. “i’ll ask you again, are you sure about this?”

he smiles against your lips. “yeah. piece of cake.”

how the hell you ended up getting him on the bed with his wrists cuffed together to the headboard, you wouldn’t know.

a light mention of your nasty curiosity during a conversation was all it took, and then leon was interrupting you mid-sentence, asking questions, dropping hints for you to elaborate. and here he was now, boxers helplessly lowered to his ankles.

“alright. if you need me to stop, you know the word.”

“mhm.”

when you begin to slowly run your hand up and down his cock, he doesn’t sweat it.

the first time, he’s panting quietly, and the only warning you get from him is a word muttered under his breath; “close.”

your touch turns fluttery—light in a matter of seconds after his confirmation. not enough at all. he bites his lip, silent still.

it went on like that for a few more times. you had to admit, he was going strong.

the fourth time and beyond—that’s when you start to tease him a little more. running your free hand over his abs, or rubbing at his tip and smearing the precum there.

now, you can visibly see when he’s going to finish.

his hips will chase your fist almost imperceptibly but not quite. he’ll throw his head back with a low groan, and purse his lips together to muffle himself.

although, the part where he gives up on trying to stay quiet is by far your favorite.

it’s been about an hour—and possibly a half? leon can’t tell—and you still keep him on his toes, teetering on the edge of orgasm.

“damn it,” he huffs after the seventh time, sweat running down his brow.

you wish he could’ve felt the exhilaration you get from watching him squirm. your gut twists every time he nearly whines or moans or lets out an equally humiliating sound before he manages to catch himself—it’s bliss. you don’t know why it feels so good to see his thighs twitch with need.

“you’re doing so well, baby,” you croon.

it’s so unlike him, and maybe that’s what’s so deliciously enticing—the stoic, badass facade broken down into a mess. it sounds impossible, but you’re hopelessly in love with the idea.

the idea that is becoming reality now, right in front of you.

as you praise him, your hand speeds up and pumps his cock with fervent enthusiasm. he lets out an audible breath, then—

“hnn, fuck, m’bout to cum…”

his voice cracks; rises into an almost-whimper. god, it’s like he’s teasing you back, isn’t it?

“don’t be shy, let me hear you.” faster. harder. a squeeze on the upwards stroke that makes precum leak out every time.

“shit—! shitshitshit, please, god, so close—“

he downright sobs when you stop abruptly, hand stationary on the base of his dick. “that’s what i like to hear,” you say sweetly, and right before he can adjust, you start to pump his dick again—picking up at the speed where you left off.

“please,” he squeaks, a pathetic sound, somewhere from the back of his throat.

you see him—feel him—on the verge of release. he’s one breeze away from falling off the goddamn cliff with how close he is to the edge. “hold it.”

“can’t,” he sputters. his hands jerk against the restraints and yank and yank and yank—

“if you break those handcuffs, i swear to god, leon…” the quick rhythm of stimulation you were giving him breaks as you stroke him slower;

and then he lets out a hiccup.

“shit— sorry, fuck, keep going—“

“babe, are you crying?”

he sniffs. “i’m fine.”

you look closer at his face, and yeah, the inner corners of his eyes are shiny and wet (just like the head of his dick, you can’t help but compare).

you try to bite back a smile but to no avail. to be frank, you’re so aroused at the moment you feel woozy. “i can go on, yeah?”

“don’t look so happy that i cried,” he scoffs, playful if you ignore how hard he’s panting. “you’re too into this.”

“i can’t help it. you look incredibly hot.”

“so now you’ve finally noticed. what, are your eyes closed every oth-… ohhh, fuck—“

you start stroking him once more—just to hear him break mid-sentence, if you’re being honest—and push on his stomach with your free hand.

“hips down, pretty,” you tell him; another hiccup is torn from his throat. “we’ve barely just started.”

[crimescrimson]

Leon S. Kennedy in Resident Evil: Requiem (2026)

[susiephone]

so frustrating to be a skeptic with a sense of whimsy because like. I want there to be cryptids. I want there to be magic. I want there to be evidence of something we don't fully understand and can't explain. but then 99% of the "proof" out there for that stuff is like. the most obvious scam you've ever seen in your life.

[ckret2]