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aplpaca · 1 month

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yes senshi is built like a bear and gets all the pantyshots and can cook like a god but also that man is the most asexual character in the whole fuckign series. he has absolutely nothing going on in that department. dude has miso soup where his sexuality would be

#nothing against gay senshi headcanons or people thirsting after him or whatever obv hjdsfhhjdfj #he is just so ace to me #dungeon meshi

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izzy-hands · 6 months

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Our Flag Means Death + Text Posts [1/?] feat. Izzy

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killxio · 4 months

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die in it | t. fushiguro

word count: 420 (blazeitlolhaahahaimsofunny) | ✪ content warnings: squirting, a slap to the ass, toji’s bout to suffocate under you, sixnine but not the rapper, he’s a munch, uhhhh nasty sex i wrote at 6 am

toji x reader

✭ toji “bounce that ass on my face” fushiguro

he’s giving you the meanest head of your life halfway down your shared bed. you’re supposed to be six-nining but it’s more he’s spitting on it, slurping it back up and then using the lubrication to swirl your clit around before sucking on it while you struggle to keep stroking his dick smoothly rather than in jerks due to the pleasure.

he alternates between grabbing your ass, hips and thighs to keep you still and you can hear nothing but the sloshing of his mouth and your pussy, and your unified moans.

“bounce that ass on my face, c’mon” you can tell he’s taking in air as he says it, breathing so heavy you move up and down with his chest, “twerk on me, princess.”

he punctuates it with a harsh slap to your right cheek that makes you jerk a little.

your head is spinning and it takes you a second to compute his demand, but you comply as you lay your head down between his groin and upper thigh to take his dick into your mouth. the fat of your ass ripples and you put all your weight into him —knowing that’s the way he likes it and you’d have hell to pay if you did anything different— and you swear you can hear a muffled ‘jesus fuck.’

all your mental energy is put into the up and down motion of your hips and head, trying to focus on the feeling of the skin and veins of his cock across your lips rather than the burning urge to cum all over his face to maybe, just maybe, last a little bit longer.

but toji’s never had an issue getting you to come before.

you pop off his dick, breathless, pumping him instead.

“fuck- toji ‘m.. ‘m boutta cum….” the overstimulation is creeping up on you and your hip movements become jerky until they come to a stop, instead opting to try to push your cunt into his face to chase the pleasure.

“do it.” he replies- simple, short and gruff.

toji gets the hint, moving his hands to grab your hips before he starts tongue fucking you.

he’s fast, in out in out.

the way you can hear juices gushing out of you with every in and out motion of his tongue is nasty. what’s disgusting, though, is the fact his cum is spilling out into your hands at the sensation of you squirting on his face.

#toji x black reader #toji fic #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji imagine #toji x reader #toji x y/n #toji x you #toji thirst #toji x black y/n #jjk toji #i have nothing to say for myself #toji fushiguro #toji smut #jujutsu toji #x black reader #jjk au #jjk smut

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xiao-come-home · 23 days

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Thinking about how one of Boothill’s skills being called sizzlin tango…okay. okay . yeah . what if I want to dance with him . what if he has some smooth moves, what if he wants to catch you off guard by dipping you down while his free hand runs up your thigh okay what sure totally normal ahahah

ANON YOU HAVE AWOKEN THE BEAST WITHIN ME

Yes yes!! Boothill would LOVE to dance with you and absolutely steal the show!! You can't dance? it's absolutely fine, he'll lead you and you only need to follow him. God he FOR SURE has smooth moves, even if you don't have much experience, it's barely noticeable.

Boothill definitely loves dancing, mostly because of the closeness - he wants to have his hand on you at all times. He wants to touch you, and will touch you. Dancing gives him an opportunity to do just that - hands, waist, chest to chest, it doesn't even matter what dance it is, he's already dragging you onto the middle of the room and asks you for a dance.

The closeness can make him feel dizzy, it feels like he's about to go crazy when he has you almost face to face, the familiar scent of your skin reaching his nose, Boothill bites his lip to prevent just absolutely ditching the entire idea and kissing you right here.

Don't even mention Boothill touching your thigh when he dips you down, good lord save us all, he knows what he's doing. He grins at you when he feels the smooth skin when he glides his hand up your thigh, teasing the fabric of your underwear with his fingers.

He also likes to twirl you. No reason for this, he just thinks it's cute - perhaps when you greet or just because he felt it. When you face him again, he presses a sweet kiss on your cheek, intertwining and squeezing your hands together.

#im gonna go feral im afraid #i know nothing about dancing but god ID DANCE WITH HIM #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #hsr x reader #boothill hsr #boothill x reader #boothill #.thirst

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samsrosary · 1 year

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shane

#shane sdv #shane stardew valley #fanart #my art #sorry havent been rlly doing much spn thinking lately i am obsessed with sdv atm #shane x farmer #he quenches my thirst for five o'clock shadows #nothing i love more than drawing one

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laundrybiscuits · 1 year

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Eddie’s doing some dumb trick with a couple of wooden spoons, clever hands making them move through the air in improbable ways, and Steve’s about to bite his whisk in half.

He’d thought for sure that Eddie would be going home the first week; Edward Munson, 29, bartender/musician from Brighton with mismatched tattoos and wild hair, seemed like exactly the kind of pretentious asshole who would flame out early with some ill-advised hipster experimentation. If Steve (28, social worker from Indiana, USA) had been a complete asshole, he’d have said that Eddie didn’t have the fundamentals. That he was all sizzle, no steak.

It’s a good thing Steve’s not a complete asshole, because Eddie’s been blowing the technicals out of the water so consistently it’s actually pretty fucking embarrassing. His signatures and showstoppers are making a very respectable showing too, except for the time he tried to incorporate some fresh pandan extract and fucked up the liquid ratio, leaving him with a dripping mess that Mary’d declined to even try.

Afterwards, Steve had seen him leaning against a tree and struggling to light a cigarette. Steve went over for no particular reason, flicking on his lighter and holding it out like a peace offering. Eddie looked at him warily, but bent over the offered flame.

“Can’t believe I made it through this one,” Eddie said after a moment, white smoke curling out of his mouth.

“Yeah, I feel like that every week.” Steve leaned against the tree next to Eddie. It was a big tree, the kind that’s probably been growing in this field since before England was even England.

“Nah, but—c’mon, you know what I mean.”

“You had some bad luck with your showstopper. Happens to the best of us, man. Your signature hand pies looked sick as hell.” Steve’s own hand pies had turned out pretty well, so he was feeling generous. It had only been the third week; plenty of time for Steve to snag Star Baker, though even by that point, Steve had been getting the creeping feeling that he was being a little too American about the whole thing. Everyone else seemed to think competitiveness was some kind of deadly sin. It was—actually kind of nice, to get the same kind of nerves he’d always gotten before high school basketball games, but know that he wasn’t really fighting against anyone except himself in the tent.

Anyway, the very next week, Eddie had done some kind of kickass gothic castle with a shiny chocolate dragon and gotten Star Baker for the second time. Steve had clapped him on the back, appropriately manly. Eddie had pulled Steve into a real hug, arms tight around Steve’s shoulders and his whole lean body pressed up close and warm. It had only lasted a moment, and then Eddie had bounded over to Mel and Sue, both of whom he’s been thoroughly charming since the get-go.

Steve thinks that when this season—or, uh, series—airs, no matter where Eddie places, the entire country is going to be just as charmed. Eddie’s going to get whatever kind of cookbook deal or streaming show he wants. Sponsors will take one look at that handsome face and charismatic grin, and a whole world of possibilities is going to open up for Eddie.

Steve’s not in it for any of that, of course. He’s here kind of by accident, because Robin pushed him to apply, and it’s a goddamn miracle he’s been holding his own. Hell, it’s a miracle he’s in this country at all. When Robin had started looking at the Cambridge MPhil program in linguistics, she’d said wouldn’t it be great if and he’d snorted, yeah right, like I could ever get whatever job I’d need to move to another freaking country, but then—well. Things had happened the way they’d happened, and now Robin’s almost finished with her degree and Steve is taking time off from the London charity he works at in order to be on Bake Off.

He’s told all this to the cameras, plus the stuff about how baking started as a way for him to connect with the kids he used to babysit in Indiana, blah blah blah. He thinks it’s probably too boring for them to air, but he gets that they have to try to get a story anyway.

Eddie Munson, on the other hand, is probably going to be featured in all the series promos. Steve is rabidly curious about what Eddie’s story is, but he hasn’t worked up the nerve to just ask. It should be the easiest thing in the world. They’ve got kind of a camaraderie going, the two of them; a bit of a bromance, as Mel’s put it more than once.

It’s true they get along pretty well, and the cameras have been picking up on it: on the way Eddie’ll wander over to Steve’s bench like a stray cat whenever they get some downtime, how they wind up horsing around sometimes, working off leftover adrenaline from the frantic rush of caramelization or whatever. There’s the time Eddie had hopped up on a stool to deliver some kind of speech from Macbeth, of all things, and overbalanced right onto Steve, who had barely managed to keep them both from careening into a stand mixer. Sue had patted Eddie on the shoulder and said, “Well, boys, that’ll be going in the episode for sure.”

They both get along with the other contestants just fine, of course, but they’re two guys of about the same age with no wife and kids waiting at home. It’s only natural that they’re gravitating together, becoming something like friends, Steve figures. It’s pretty great that he’s getting at least one real friend out of this whole thing.

It would be even greater if Steve could stop thinking about Eddie’s hands in decidedly non-friendly ways. With all the paperwork he’s signed, he can’t even complain to Robin about how Eddie looks with his sleeves pushed up to show off the tattoos on his forearms, kneading dough and grunting a little under his breath with effort. Steve had almost forgotten to pre-heat his oven that day.

Two benches away, Eddie fumbles the spoons he’s been juggling with a clatter, and he bursts out laughing, glancing over at Steve like Steve’s in on the joke. Steve grins back, heart twanging painfully in his chest, and thinks: well, fuck. Guess this is happening.

#this is a TRULY bonkers AU like wtf even is the venn diagram of steddie fans and people who exclusively like the BBC GBBO #I know nothing about the process of creating reality tv so I most likely will not be continuing this #(plus ST is just so intrinsically American to me)#but I saw the GBBO musical last week and that's what prompted this little abomination #steddie #GBBO AU #ETA: ftr I rated the GBBO musical 2.5/5. I have a colour-coded spreadsheet.#decent songwriting & solid performances but the emotional beats/pacing were all over the place and it did some weird revisionist callbacks #plus the level of assumed thirst for not!Paul Hollywood was wildly off-putting to me #a person who finds neither his personality nor his appearance in any way attractive #anyway I paid £15 for my ticket and that felt right to me. I will see literally any show for £15.

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seraphdreams · 2 months

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Shower Sex with Yuuta. Thats it.Thats the statement.

yuuta’s got you pressed against the wall, and although the surface is cool, your body still runs hot . . especially with the sloppy, open mouth kisses he gives you while hoisting you around his waist, shallowly thrusting himself inside you ; he has to take it slow, it’s too much to handle n get lost in at this moment :( he’s whining desperately into the kisses, holding your body as tight as possible as if you’ll just disappear from his grasp. yuuta wants all of you, wholeheartedly. he wants to be the air you breathe, the water you drink to survive. he wants for you to love him as much as he loves you. it’s sickening how obsessed he can get , and once he starts getting into his head, those feeble thrusts turn into potent, sharp pumps — so deep, you can feel it course through your entire body. he’s long disregarded the strands of his wet, black hair over his eyes ; dropping his head into the crook of your neck to leave little bite marks. to mark you up as an animal would, there’s no way you’re leaving him.

#this was a very long and unnecessary way to say that yuuta gets obsessed #and quickly #once he has you he won’t let you go #your life becomes his and vice versa #he wants nothing more than to be an extension of you #and if you perish in any way. shape. or form. he will too #seraph.replies!#yuuta smut #jjk smut #.thirsts’

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misc-obeyme · 2 months

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First of all, I’m pretty sure I’d give both my legs to hear Barbatos call me his sacrificial lamb. Like can you imagine him saying it to you just before he goes down on you?

Second, who is this taste tester?? My top guesses are Diavolo, Little D No 2, and Solomon. I would’ve said Luke but let’s be real, Barb loves him too much to make him a test subject. He’d have Luke be a taste tester for something he knows is delicious.

And lastly… “I jest.” I just know that if I spent any time with this man, I would end up talking exactly like him. I’d be saying that instead of “just kidding” to one of the bros and they’d just be like you’re spending too much time with Barbatos again. And I’d say no you’re wrong I’m never spending enough time with Barbatos 😡

#oh nothing just Barb thirsting as usual #I don’t even remember what this chat is from #I just found the screenshot in my camera roll lol #eta: I looked it up & it's from the UR card Believer :)#late night nonsense posting #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me barbatos #om barbatos #misc naughty times #misc rambles

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andi-o-geyser · 5 months

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all my favourite characters are just me seeing them and going "damn you sure do clean up well but I'd much rather see you grinning with blood between your teeth"

#also known as the 'i could fix them but its so much funnier to watch them go feral' phenomenon #i just want to see somebody who's usually composed covered in blood on their knees- *i am shot and my body is dragged offstage*#mizu being happy for one (1) second with her husband VS a fucking demon cutting people apart stopping at nothing for revenge #percy de rolo as a prim and proper lord VS possessed by a demon with a thirst for vengeance and burning orange eyes #james flint as a clean shaven british navy officer VS with a full beard and no morals beating a man to death with his bare hands #ellie williams as a sweet innocent kid VS a bloody tattooed woman on a self destructive quest for revenge knife fighting to the death #vi having a good day VS in a drag on knock out fistfight with another woman (i need her in a way concerning to feminism)#jason todd as robin VS the fucking red hood (he is covered in blood and half his mask is gone and i am going insane)#surprise! they're all on a quest for revenge #blue eye samurai #critical role #black sails #the last of us #arcane #batman #mizu #percy de rolo #james flint #ellie williams #vi arcane #jason todd #andis thought geyser

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amiracleilluminated · 4 months

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#usermichi #alan wake 2 #thomas zane #ilkka villi #alanwakeedit #videogameedit #alan wake 2 spoilers #*gifs #nothing witty to say. just thirst trap #no wait. partick-stewart-acting.gif

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mxltifxnd0m · 1 year

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[photo is not mine, credit to the person who posted it on pinterest]

i don’t think we talk about how BEAUTIFUL this man’s side profile is 😫

LIKE LOOK AT HIM! HES SO PRETTY

he’s built like a roman god i swear

also i don’t think we talk enough about this picture

the hair, the shirt, the side profile! just everything about him is so beautiful i can’t anymore 😭

#daisy rambles #don’t mind me just thirsting over a older man #a man old enough to be my father at that #it’s nothing new #daisy is thirsting after older men #pedro pascal #the mandalorian #the last of us #din djarin #star wars #joel miller #javier peña #narcos #frankie morales #triple frontier #javier pena x reader #din djarin x reader #joel miller x reader

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jerswayman · 13 days

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just two grumpy babygirls catching their breath

#bruins lb #trent frederic #jakub lauko #boston bruins #bruins #nhledit #hockeyedit #there is nothing to thirst over here there is nothing to thirst over here there is nothing to thirst over here there is noth–#ok MAYBE i'm into it #j made a thing #faves

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killxio · 1 year

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pr mishap | e. yaeger

word count: 627 [ 2 min 20 second read] | ✪ content warnings: porn w plot (is this enough to be considered a plot?), writer who thinks they’re funny, p in v sex, car sex

famous!eren x influencer!reader

✭ curse eren and his stupidly good brain melting dick.

so.

you and eren recorded a little dancing tiktok. you were both big social media presences, so you expected big numbers, but this went reaaaaaaaaal large and you couldn’t figure out why.

until you did.

at a point in the dance, eren spins around and in his back left pocket there’s just enough fabric to make out what it is:

a lacy thong.

this had y’all’s followers up in ROAR!! you’re away at a shoot all day as twitter explodes, barely having time to check your phone.

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and of course, here is your idiot big head boyfriend keekeeing on the timeline.

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so how exactly did eren become eren Panty Snatching yaeger?

you and eren share feverish, desperate kisses. you don’t wanna let each other go, but eren doesn’t want to miss a second of your body being revealed to him as he undressed you. unbeknownst to you, he slips your pretty soaked thong into his pocket after tugging your shorts off.

eren pulled up on you taking promo pictures for a swimwear line and couldn’t keep his hands to his goddamn self. so, here you are in the back of his tinted black audi fogging up the windows.

he’s taken time to kiss from your nipples to your clit, spitting at your cunt for extra lube before sitting up and tugging down his jeans.

you moan, low and deep, fist clenching ,as he enters you. he begins to fuck into you, deep and on a mission to fuck you stupid.

and he does. his fingers are relentless against your clit, determined to make you shake with the help of his other hand keeping your hips in place.

“eren.. ohmygod so good ssso good so g-good” you quietly chant, eyes unfocusing a bit but still locking on his gaze.

“is it, baby?” he questions, smirking down at you in between loose strands of his hair.

“y-yessss.. ah- too good, too deep,” your praise changes after he uses his hand to lift you up and pull you towards him more, going deeper and knocking the fucking air out of your lungs.

you bring your hands up, desperately trying to push against his pelvis to slow him down. he just pulls his hand from your hips and moves yours up to his lips, kissing your knuckles before letting them fall back down. he knows you don’t have the strength to try again.

before he goes to help you maintain the arch, he pushes your thighs up and out a tiny bit despite the constricted space.

“fuck, how much tighter can you get princess?” he asks in awe, the repositioning having helped, “oh fuck, damn near choking me.”

you have him moaning, not groaning, moaning out in your ear.

it’s enough to drive fling you over the edge, passing up eye contact for rolling your eyes back and beginning to shake under his touch.

“eeereeeeeeennnnnn..” his name is long, breathy and drawn out from your lips, a beg for something unspecified.

he doesn’t falter in place despite the twitching of his cock, a silent signal of how close he is, not allowing you to come down from your high. by now you have no defense left and are a babbling, moaning mess under him, still cumming on his dick. eren cums, the two of you moaning so loudly you’re sure anyone walking past the car had to hear.

after a few slow strokes he pulls out, the plat plat of cum dripping onto his leather seats is audible over both of your harsh breathing. a string of cum breaks when his lower abdomen disconnects from your pelvis.

by the now, the last thing you were worried about was where the hell your panties were. no worries, 1/4th of twitter found them for you.