💀Venti The Lalafell💀
@theventlala.bsky.social
Hi I'm Venti. 🩷💛🩵
Hungry little one that love to take a bite
| NSFW Lala | FFXIV | Mild blood/gore | Vent g-pose | Poetry |
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Hungry little one that love to take a bite
| NSFW Lala | FFXIV | Mild blood/gore | Vent g-pose | Poetry |
Dont like? Block me! ♡
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Been a while since I posted—
wanted to try out a new shader,
see how the light moves now,
how the world breathes without the old frame.
wanted to try out a new shader,
see how the light moves now,
how the world breathes without the old frame.
October 10, 2025 at 10:25 AM
Been a while since I posted—
wanted to try out a new shader,
see how the light moves now,
how the world breathes without the old frame.
wanted to try out a new shader,
see how the light moves now,
how the world breathes without the old frame.
Been a while since I posted—
wanted to try out a new shader,
see how the light moves now,
how the world breathes without the old frame.
wanted to try out a new shader,
see how the light moves now,
how the world breathes without the old frame.
October 10, 2025 at 10:25 AM
Been a while since I posted—
wanted to try out a new shader,
see how the light moves now,
how the world breathes without the old frame.
wanted to try out a new shader,
see how the light moves now,
how the world breathes without the old frame.
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I've decided to make a dedicated persona for myself, so say hello to Persona, The Painter!
A Pictomancer unparalleled & an AU version of Winetta, it renders real all its creations with every brush stroke. In cohort with Law, they paint & tie the fabric of the universe together. 🤍
#oc:persona #sfw
A Pictomancer unparalleled & an AU version of Winetta, it renders real all its creations with every brush stroke. In cohort with Law, they paint & tie the fabric of the universe together. 🤍
#oc:persona #sfw
September 2, 2025 at 5:36 PM
I've decided to make a dedicated persona for myself, so say hello to Persona, The Painter!
A Pictomancer unparalleled & an AU version of Winetta, it renders real all its creations with every brush stroke. In cohort with Law, they paint & tie the fabric of the universe together. 🤍
#oc:persona #sfw
A Pictomancer unparalleled & an AU version of Winetta, it renders real all its creations with every brush stroke. In cohort with Law, they paint & tie the fabric of the universe together. 🤍
#oc:persona #sfw
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Your monthly scheduled edgy vent art
September 2, 2025 at 11:42 PM
Your monthly scheduled edgy vent art
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✨It looks like it's beginning to rain✨
September 2, 2025 at 8:55 PM
✨It looks like it's beginning to rain✨
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Like bubbles borne on a sigh of wind, you drifted away.
fragile, gleaming, gone before I could hold the light.
fragile, gleaming, gone before I could hold the light.
August 22, 2025 at 8:38 PM
Like bubbles borne on a sigh of wind, you drifted away.
fragile, gleaming, gone before I could hold the light.
fragile, gleaming, gone before I could hold the light.
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I dress in calm, I walk in grace,
but shadows bloom behind my face.
No prayer can purge what I’ve become
a taste for blood, and now I’m numb
but shadows bloom behind my face.
No prayer can purge what I’ve become
a taste for blood, and now I’m numb
August 22, 2025 at 8:39 PM
I dress in calm, I walk in grace,
but shadows bloom behind my face.
No prayer can purge what I’ve become
a taste for blood, and now I’m numb
but shadows bloom behind my face.
No prayer can purge what I’ve become
a taste for blood, and now I’m numb
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She hovered close, then turned away,
not used to prey that chose to stay.
Her hunger coiled, restrained, unsure..
no one had ever asked for more.
not used to prey that chose to stay.
Her hunger coiled, restrained, unsure..
no one had ever asked for more.
August 22, 2025 at 8:39 PM
She hovered close, then turned away,
not used to prey that chose to stay.
Her hunger coiled, restrained, unsure..
no one had ever asked for more.
not used to prey that chose to stay.
Her hunger coiled, restrained, unsure..
no one had ever asked for more.
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A primal call that draws me near 💀
August 22, 2025 at 8:40 PM
A primal call that draws me near 💀
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Hit me hard and hit me fast
August 22, 2025 at 8:40 PM
Hit me hard and hit me fast
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If I unveil my secret flower,
Will you stay, or flee the hour?
You come like wind, then fade like mist,
A touch half-felt, a ghost half-kissed.
I bloom in hope, then break in dread,
Each petal inked in words unsaid.
Will you stay, or flee the hour?
You come like wind, then fade like mist,
A touch half-felt, a ghost half-kissed.
I bloom in hope, then break in dread,
Each petal inked in words unsaid.
August 22, 2025 at 8:41 PM
If I unveil my secret flower,
Will you stay, or flee the hour?
You come like wind, then fade like mist,
A touch half-felt, a ghost half-kissed.
I bloom in hope, then break in dread,
Each petal inked in words unsaid.
Will you stay, or flee the hour?
You come like wind, then fade like mist,
A touch half-felt, a ghost half-kissed.
I bloom in hope, then break in dread,
Each petal inked in words unsaid.
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A tug, a pull, the leash draws tight,
No room to run, no chance for flight.
The grip is firm, the line is short,
A silent rule, a harsh retort.
No room to run, no chance for flight.
The grip is firm, the line is short,
A silent rule, a harsh retort.
August 22, 2025 at 8:41 PM
A tug, a pull, the leash draws tight,
No room to run, no chance for flight.
The grip is firm, the line is short,
A silent rule, a harsh retort.
No room to run, no chance for flight.
The grip is firm, the line is short,
A silent rule, a harsh retort.
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I carve in silence, soft and deep,
where shadows crawl and secrets sleep.
A crimson line, a fleeting sigh,
a mark to prove I still get by.
Not for the end, not for the grave,
but just to feel, to misbehave.
The world’s too loud, my soul too thin
so I write in red beneath my skin.
where shadows crawl and secrets sleep.
A crimson line, a fleeting sigh,
a mark to prove I still get by.
Not for the end, not for the grave,
but just to feel, to misbehave.
The world’s too loud, my soul too thin
so I write in red beneath my skin.
August 22, 2025 at 8:55 PM
I carve in silence, soft and deep,
where shadows crawl and secrets sleep.
A crimson line, a fleeting sigh,
a mark to prove I still get by.
Not for the end, not for the grave,
but just to feel, to misbehave.
The world’s too loud, my soul too thin
so I write in red beneath my skin.
where shadows crawl and secrets sleep.
A crimson line, a fleeting sigh,
a mark to prove I still get by.
Not for the end, not for the grave,
but just to feel, to misbehave.
The world’s too loud, my soul too thin
so I write in red beneath my skin.
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If I beg and please, skin bare and raw,
Would you crave me then—without the flaw?
But lust won’t heal what silence shatters,
Not every bruise is proof that matters.
You’ve got my soul, not just the sin—
No need to bleed to let you in.
Would you crave me then—without the flaw?
But lust won’t heal what silence shatters,
Not every bruise is proof that matters.
You’ve got my soul, not just the sin—
No need to bleed to let you in.
August 22, 2025 at 8:56 PM
If I beg and please, skin bare and raw,
Would you crave me then—without the flaw?
But lust won’t heal what silence shatters,
Not every bruise is proof that matters.
You’ve got my soul, not just the sin—
No need to bleed to let you in.
Would you crave me then—without the flaw?
But lust won’t heal what silence shatters,
Not every bruise is proof that matters.
You’ve got my soul, not just the sin—
No need to bleed to let you in.
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Never enough, I want you raw,
Your gasps, your cries, your every flaw.
Man or woman, step in line—
If you drip desire, then you are mine.
Your nectar’s sweet, but far too thin…
So beg, and pour—let the feast begin.
Your gasps, your cries, your every flaw.
Man or woman, step in line—
If you drip desire, then you are mine.
Your nectar’s sweet, but far too thin…
So beg, and pour—let the feast begin.
August 22, 2025 at 8:56 PM
Never enough, I want you raw,
Your gasps, your cries, your every flaw.
Man or woman, step in line—
If you drip desire, then you are mine.
Your nectar’s sweet, but far too thin…
So beg, and pour—let the feast begin.
Your gasps, your cries, your every flaw.
Man or woman, step in line—
If you drip desire, then you are mine.
Your nectar’s sweet, but far too thin…
So beg, and pour—let the feast begin.
The moon unveiled your sacred form,
a truth beneath its silver storm.
Yet when the night turns shadows deep,
your beauty lingers, ours to keep.
For light may fade, but still I see—
the dark can’t steal your grace so free.
@sh0rtstackqueen.bsky.social
a truth beneath its silver storm.
Yet when the night turns shadows deep,
your beauty lingers, ours to keep.
For light may fade, but still I see—
the dark can’t steal your grace so free.
@sh0rtstackqueen.bsky.social
August 30, 2025 at 3:07 PM
The moon unveiled your sacred form,
a truth beneath its silver storm.
Yet when the night turns shadows deep,
your beauty lingers, ours to keep.
For light may fade, but still I see—
the dark can’t steal your grace so free.
@sh0rtstackqueen.bsky.social
a truth beneath its silver storm.
Yet when the night turns shadows deep,
your beauty lingers, ours to keep.
For light may fade, but still I see—
the dark can’t steal your grace so free.
@sh0rtstackqueen.bsky.social
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✨Night owls✨
Ft: @theventlala.bsky.social
Got to meet my buddy before the moon fell which im super happy about, lets take more pictures when the moon rises again ❣️
Ft: @theventlala.bsky.social
Got to meet my buddy before the moon fell which im super happy about, lets take more pictures when the moon rises again ❣️
August 23, 2025 at 3:18 AM
✨Night owls✨
Ft: @theventlala.bsky.social
Got to meet my buddy before the moon fell which im super happy about, lets take more pictures when the moon rises again ❣️
Ft: @theventlala.bsky.social
Got to meet my buddy before the moon fell which im super happy about, lets take more pictures when the moon rises again ❣️
Never enough, I want you raw,
Your gasps, your cries, your every flaw.
Man or woman, step in line—
If you drip desire, then you are mine.
Your nectar’s sweet, but far too thin…
So beg, and pour—let the feast begin.
Your gasps, your cries, your every flaw.
Man or woman, step in line—
If you drip desire, then you are mine.
Your nectar’s sweet, but far too thin…
So beg, and pour—let the feast begin.
August 22, 2025 at 8:56 PM
Never enough, I want you raw,
Your gasps, your cries, your every flaw.
Man or woman, step in line—
If you drip desire, then you are mine.
Your nectar’s sweet, but far too thin…
So beg, and pour—let the feast begin.
Your gasps, your cries, your every flaw.
Man or woman, step in line—
If you drip desire, then you are mine.
Your nectar’s sweet, but far too thin…
So beg, and pour—let the feast begin.
If I beg and please, skin bare and raw,
Would you crave me then—without the flaw?
But lust won’t heal what silence shatters,
Not every bruise is proof that matters.
You’ve got my soul, not just the sin—
No need to bleed to let you in.
Would you crave me then—without the flaw?
But lust won’t heal what silence shatters,
Not every bruise is proof that matters.
You’ve got my soul, not just the sin—
No need to bleed to let you in.
August 22, 2025 at 8:56 PM
If I beg and please, skin bare and raw,
Would you crave me then—without the flaw?
But lust won’t heal what silence shatters,
Not every bruise is proof that matters.
You’ve got my soul, not just the sin—
No need to bleed to let you in.
Would you crave me then—without the flaw?
But lust won’t heal what silence shatters,
Not every bruise is proof that matters.
You’ve got my soul, not just the sin—
No need to bleed to let you in.
I carve in silence, soft and deep,
where shadows crawl and secrets sleep.
A crimson line, a fleeting sigh,
a mark to prove I still get by.
Not for the end, not for the grave,
but just to feel, to misbehave.
The world’s too loud, my soul too thin
so I write in red beneath my skin.
where shadows crawl and secrets sleep.
A crimson line, a fleeting sigh,
a mark to prove I still get by.
Not for the end, not for the grave,
but just to feel, to misbehave.
The world’s too loud, my soul too thin
so I write in red beneath my skin.
August 22, 2025 at 8:55 PM
I carve in silence, soft and deep,
where shadows crawl and secrets sleep.
A crimson line, a fleeting sigh,
a mark to prove I still get by.
Not for the end, not for the grave,
but just to feel, to misbehave.
The world’s too loud, my soul too thin
so I write in red beneath my skin.
where shadows crawl and secrets sleep.
A crimson line, a fleeting sigh,
a mark to prove I still get by.
Not for the end, not for the grave,
but just to feel, to misbehave.
The world’s too loud, my soul too thin
so I write in red beneath my skin.
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✨Go on Bark and you will get a treat~✨
August 19, 2025 at 2:36 AM
✨Go on Bark and you will get a treat~✨
A tug, a pull, the leash draws tight,
No room to run, no chance for flight.
The grip is firm, the line is short,
A silent rule, a harsh retort.
No room to run, no chance for flight.
The grip is firm, the line is short,
A silent rule, a harsh retort.
August 22, 2025 at 8:41 PM
A tug, a pull, the leash draws tight,
No room to run, no chance for flight.
The grip is firm, the line is short,
A silent rule, a harsh retort.
No room to run, no chance for flight.
The grip is firm, the line is short,
A silent rule, a harsh retort.
If I unveil my secret flower,
Will you stay, or flee the hour?
You come like wind, then fade like mist,
A touch half-felt, a ghost half-kissed.
I bloom in hope, then break in dread,
Each petal inked in words unsaid.
Will you stay, or flee the hour?
You come like wind, then fade like mist,
A touch half-felt, a ghost half-kissed.
I bloom in hope, then break in dread,
Each petal inked in words unsaid.
August 22, 2025 at 8:41 PM
If I unveil my secret flower,
Will you stay, or flee the hour?
You come like wind, then fade like mist,
A touch half-felt, a ghost half-kissed.
I bloom in hope, then break in dread,
Each petal inked in words unsaid.
Will you stay, or flee the hour?
You come like wind, then fade like mist,
A touch half-felt, a ghost half-kissed.
I bloom in hope, then break in dread,
Each petal inked in words unsaid.