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inkognidamustdie · 2 months
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and love them too.
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elanxd · 8 months
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“𝘿𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙚”
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mrssimply · 2 months
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Happy up here.
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plazmafields · 3 months
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V went from neighborhood rascal to comrade REAL fast
I got a little carried away with the tattoos, definitely gonna flesh out those designs at some point
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timaeusterrored · 1 year
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Johnny: It looks like a ball sack
V, offended and covering Nibbles’s ears: SHE DOES NOT TAKE THAT BACK
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sh00kspeared · 2 months
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SilverV Week
Hey @silverv-week , I’ve been excited for silverv weekend for a while and have something to share! I really wanted to write something based on the prompts but didn’t get to it since I was hyper focused on a different project in which I’m translating Cyberpunk into Elizabethan/Shakespearean English (to the best of my abilities; I love Shakespeare but am not a scholar or anything).
Warning, this isn't overly polished and is still kinda only partially edited, so it's likely that not all of the phrases sound fully Elizabethan. I rewrote part of Johnny and V’s conversation in the Tower ending (with a few more outward declarations of love so that it would constitute as SilverV), so here there be spoilers!
Johnny: I am fain to see fair Night ere my skyward leave— marry, she is a fair nunnery.
V: I needs say farewell. Pray you, open the door?
Weiss: Be not afeared— eternity is a foreign word and thy leave shall be short.
V: I am not a man who casts lots. [aside to Weiss] Pray you, open the door.
(the cart door opens)
Johnny: Lo, ‘tis fair Night, slumbering at thy feet. Marry, she is smaller than she once was— or thou hast grown.
V: Thy ruse is disquieting. I am undeserving of much, but above all, I am undeserving of thy love.
Johnny: Thou knowest I’m an ever fixéd man— My ruse will thus remain so steadfast as An anchor’d barque by golden-dusted shores. As thou hast slavéd as a watchman’s dog I pray thee, wear thy pride upon thy brow A diadem of triumph o’er Thanatos.
V: Dost thou yet love me? Thy bidding is crushed by mine own hand.
Johnny: Aye– With thee I spake beside the quarry– thus Our peace was sown for evermore and naught Of all my promises hath changéd since. Once I dreamt of mirthful things which hath Been cloven since; and yet, above all else, Th’ dreams I held for those I loved Were crumbl’d more than aught else I held dear. My bidding is to lend my soul this rest, Or else to stay with thee till we needs part, For I am fill’d with mirth that thou wast this: He who remainest my life’s final friend.
V: May I still call thee friend when thou art slain by mine own hand? O, that I weren’t a murderer!
Johnny: Aye, V– in sooth, thou art my dearest friend, And such that ‘murd’rer’ is a foreign word. Our tales end ever seal’d in a stroud, With caskets graven with my name or thine. I forthwith choose the stroud which bears my name, For verily thy body is thine own.
V: I am loathe to see thee die.
Johnny: I know thy heart— ‘tis for thine own good.
V: I ponder a world where we are strangers.
Johnny: On my word, the rapier would have pierced thy brain and turned thee into a grave man. And, hadst thou survived the foil, thou would have been an even graver man sans my counseling.
V: There is yet sooth in a jest– thou art my savior.
Johnny: The Relic was thine anchor, but valor and will was thy true saviour. Our journey was most star-alignéd.
V: Thy reserve is unbefitting of our circumstance.
Johnny: Once I didst hide my weapon in th’ cheverel sheath of Hades– I am an adept of death.
V: Put aside thy jests.
Johnny: ‘twas e’ery day I felt death pressed to my back– insomuch that I spent my days entrapped in a dance with it. But, sooth– ne’er have I felt such peace than I do now.
V: I have brushed fingers with th’ broad welkin as well. ‘Tis a gast thing.
Johnny: I am afeared for thee— as I am a gravéd man, eyes palled cannot see thee, nor can they see the world. But, sooth— I would be ever more gasted wert thou to be palled in place of me.
Dr. Lorenzo: you are afeared. I will give you this elixir— you must be well-brainéd ere the Relic is removed.
Johnny: all so soon asleep, lambkin.
V: all so soon…
Johnny: give me thine oath, sweeting.
V: were mine ears with cotton stuff’d, still would I swear upon the holy writ with both hands.
Johnny: Thus, lend thyself this mercy: Find thee bliss, Water fresh, and ale gold, and vales green. Sheathe thy rapier, fill thy hands with softer things, Thy mouth with laughter and thine ears with hymns. But this above all else: be faithful to Thyself as shepherd’s dog, unto thyself So true that one may gaze upon thee and Proclaim, ‘Sure as stars doth glister, thou art V.’
V: Johnny… I…
J: Good night, sweet Vincent, and dream thou so sweetly that thou may never wish to wake. The sun falleth on a mirthful day.
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k-4-pl-4-n · 24 days
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what i wish happened
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vincentwelles · 6 months
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[open!] looking for silvervdyne cyberpunk 2077 roleplay!
hiii my name is eddie and i am currently entrenched in a cyberpunk 2077 special interest so im posting to advertise my interest in roleplay!
im looking for silverv, silverdyne, kerryv, and/or silvervdyne! i can play any of them, whether that be kerry, johnny, or my personal V. i also am open to playing more than one character at a time!
i tend to write around 4000 characters pretty consistently and try to match length, but i dont expect you to do the same!
requirements:
no minors
proshippers/anti-antis strictly dni
no fem V (no hate im just not attracted to women. lol)
i dont love slow burns
no corpo V/no bootlickers
paragraph-style only
looking to roleplay over discord, pm me if youre interested and ill send over my username!
info abt me:
23 y/o
autistic
i spiritually kin (from cyberpunk, specifically male V)
polyam irl (throuple, thats why i love silvervdyne so much <3)
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cyberholic77 · 5 months
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Okay I tried to write some angsty moment with Gabriel and a crying Johnny :')
Everything was over. Finally…one way or another the bomb was stopped at the last second, they did it, not only Gabriel managed to rip the Relic off his head and regain control over his own brain but also Johnny occupied again the body from which he was forcefully dragged out fifty years ago. That motherfucker Grayson had lied, of course the damn rat had lied, Silverhand's body was never thrown into the oil fields, no, Arasaka had the empty body as a twisted throphy, frozen in time and now the owner had reclaimed back his flesh as his own. Mikoshi was in ruins and Gabriel could finally breathe without the weight on his chest. He was sore, wounded and exhausted but alive…he was alive. The clock had stopped ticking, they could just stop and let it sink in. Gabriel though of all the outcomes to this, he though of his own death and what would happen now…Johnny ditching him now that he had his body again, maybe them staying as friends, colleagues…something, after sharing a brain and a near death experience. Silverhand, as it was common by now, surprised him…in between Gabriel's arms was a man who's tears soaked his clothes, his wailing broke the somber sound of debris and short circuits. Gabriel soon realized that who he had in his embrace was not Johnny Silverhand, no, it was only Johnny, Robert John Linder, a man carrying such enormous pain on his heart, pain that overflowed fierce, overwhelming after so much time being buried under alcohol, drugs and rage, so much rage. Gabriel could only hug him, let the avalanche take place, it would be cruel to attempt anything else, not let Johnny to soak on his own pain once and for all. Johnny sobbed with the agony of a child, of that of a soldier, of someone who's the world left alone and Gabriel couldn't do more than just be there and let it all happen, Johnny needed to feel what he needed to feel. With fat tears and a runny nose Johnny cried incapable of stopping, incapable of letting his pride interfere with such a display of vulnerability, yet Gabriel's arms felt like a warm blanket of relief, something to hold on to not let himself be lost in such an enormous sea of pain. Sitting on the floor, in between the rubble and dirt Gabriel was holding Johnny, cleaning his face to the best of his ability with the sleeve of his shirt, his fingers going through strands of black hair as an attempt to comfort him, rocking back and forth as if trying to calm an infant. Gradually wails and sobs turned into sighs and sniffing, the storm was subsiding until it came to a stop. Gabriel used his sleeve again to wipe tears and snot from Johnny's face, a tired smile on his face yet his arms strong around the man he cared about the most, letting him ground himself, not saying a word, he didn't need words to let Johnny know he wasn't alone, not anymore.
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elanxd · 8 months
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Bruh
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mrssimply · 3 months
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Love profusion.
Kerry frowned in his sleep and groaned, pushing his elbow back into Johnny’s torso to make him stop snoring. It didn’t work, never did. Frankly, it was a wonder any of them could sleep, the way they all snored, but Johnny really took the cake. He sounded like a buzzsaw, especially if he’d drunk the past evening.
Fleeting memory of the night crawled into Kerry’s consciousness, and with it, awareness of his surroundings. They were outside. Judging by the sound of water nearby, they were by the pool and that brought a few memories to the surface. Kerry sighed and blinked awake, resolute that his short night was coming to an end. The sun was up, but it had already been rising when they’d finally fallen asleep, so it couldn’t be more than a few hours later. It was already hot, like summer in Night City always was, and Kerry was already sweating from his back because of the way Johnny was plastered against him, still snoring happily.
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Despite his full bladder, and the headache he could distantly feel, Kerry smiled. V was on his belly, drooling on the pillow with a hand between them. Gently, the musician moved his own hand to brush his fingers, eyes flickering over his young lover’s face. 
Kerry often forgot how young V was, because he’s already gone through so much: died once and nearly died countless other times, been beyond the blackwall, saved the NUSA president, brought a man from the grave… But when he slept, the young king of the Afterlife looked his age. Especially when, resting against his back, was the giant teddy bear the Us Crack girls had gifted him on their last vacation here. V loved it, and brought it to bed every night. He said that since Johnny apparently had cuddling privileges with Kerry, he needed to have his moral support teddy bear. 
There was no “Johnny cuddling privileges”, but it was V’s argument to bring the bear, and Johnny played along like the little shit he was. Accused Kerry of being jealous of a mere stuffed toy, not knowing how close to the truth he hit. At least it made for cute pictures of V playing octopus around the bear, squishing it to death.
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Today, though, he was turned towards Kerry, like he’d fallen asleep watching him and it made the old rocker smile.
The early sunday light touched V’s skin, making it glow and shine on the slight perspiration of sleep. 
As he went on looking at his input, more of the previous night came back: they’d gone out dancing, dragging a reluctant Johnny along because he didn’t really like clubbing : the lights, stranger bodies touching him and the strobe lights always threatened him with a PTSD attack unless he was high off his mind - which as exactly what they’d done. Johnny had been smiling happily and let himself be driven between them, liquid in their arms, following the flow of their bodies languidly.
Then they’d come back somewhat early because things were starting to get heated, but Kerry didn’t wanna deal with yet another scandalous frontpage of his naked ass in the screamsheets. He’d corralled both inputs back into V’s Outlaw, and taken the wheel while the other two sang their hearts out in the back seat.
Kerry was a notably bad driver, so while he achieved in dragging them up the hill, he still ended in a ditch a few meters from the house. V was too drunk to moan about the car but Kerry had no doubt he would hear about it later.
The moment Johnny had passed the portal and it had closed behind them, he’d started stripping, going straight for a dive in the pool. Which was how they’d went on with their own private party for a while, and ended up the night fucking on the matress by the pool.
Come to think of it, Kerry could feel Johnny’s soft cock against his crack and winced when he thought about the drying mess between them. He’d a vague recollection of riding V into oblivion before Johnny had joined in while the young merc was still softening inside. He’d made Kerry come like that, painting V’s still heaving chest with his cum, before Johnny dragged him on his side and fucked him into oversensitivity. The lingering drugs and V’s soft kisses all over his face meant it felt only good, like floating on a cloud of shivering gold pleasure, until Johnny held him tighter, grunted and whimpered against his neck as he came. They’d fallen asleep like that.
Kerry shifted and stretched, pulling a face at the feeling of his clammy skin ungluing from Johnny. Despite the heat, the need to pee and take a shower, Kerry felt too relaxed and happy to move. He enjoyed the moment, stroking V’s hand with the back of his fingers. 
Behind him, Johnny started to move, little twitches that meant he was dreaming. Frowning softly, Kerry turned his head to try and catch a glance at him. Sure enough, Johnny’s face was scrunched into a frown. His eyes jumped from one side to the other behind his eyelids and it wasn’t long before the twitches became jerks. 
Kerry made a shushing sound and grabbed Johnny’s metal arm, pulling him closer against himself. The new model looked the same, but it was better in every way and allowed his bearer to experience all the sensations of a real limb. Through his dream, Johnny felt the grounding touch around his cyberarm and let out a shuddering breath. He opened his eyes, blinked against the light and trembled for a second against Kerry. 
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His racing heart cantered inside his ribcage for half a minute more before he could get it under control. It took his brain just as much time to process his surroundings, but he knew right away that he was safe. Finally, he rubbed his forehead against Kerry’s nape and groaned softly. Now that the fright of the nightmare was dissipating, it left room for other sensations like thirst and the heat. 
Kerry squeezed his wrist gently, and glanced at him over his shoulder with a smile before focusing on V again. Johnny raised his head, nuzzling behind his old friend’s ear before catching sight of their merc. 
Johnny’s eyes traveled from the teddy bear to V’s face with a growing smile.
“How did that thing end up here?” was his first question, and now that he thought about it, Kerry had no idea.
They both snorted and Johnny cuddled closer again.
“You smell like sex,” he commented.
Kerry shrugged: it wasn’t like he could deny it, or even wanted to.
“I like it,” Johnny concluded, giving Kerry a small bite before settling again.
They stayed like this, watching the sun rise, and V sleep.
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gemoglobinchik · 1 year
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My favorite part
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timaeusterrored · 8 months
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‘My Darling
You will never be unloved by me
You are too well tangled in my soul.”
Johnny and Vax, together at last
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No I didn’t forget that Vax is canonly with Kerry and Johnny, my brain is just a Kerry brainworm.
Anyway I cried when I saw these, once again the amazing work of @wilxfyre dude I am trying so hard to space these out I wanna share them ALL😭💕
They are beautiful and still blow my mind when I see them because like… Vax is REAL? He’s with his loves finally🥺
Anyway I’m not gonna get emotional I promise
Photo credit- @wilxfyre
Mods
Vax’s hair mod
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oh-surprise-its-me · 1 year
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Johnny behind V in the kitchen watching him cook because he has absolutely no idea how unlike Kerry who can sit on the counter adding things to the pot because he cooked with his grandma back when he was under the age of 14.
V learned from Mama Wells back when he was also a kid running around the streets with Jackie.
Johnny loves to chop things for them because that he can do. But he’s literally not allowed to touch the stove because he’s burned every single thing he’s ever tried to cook.
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