#🐢.thirsts

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

Heyo! Just wanted to say that you’re really cool and nice and wholesome. You’re basically the only blog I check now cos of the good omens leak (except Neil gaiman lol) because I honestly am too feral about gos2 rn to leave the internet and your blog allows me to get up to date about what’s happening to quench my good omens thirst without getting spoiled. So thanks! You’re amazing :)

I don’t know if you’ve answered this before, but what is your favourite animal?

(Also, I have no idea why I’m adding this but the word ‘gomens’, which I believe is good omens shortened, reminds me of the way Australians say ‘g’day’, probably bc I’m Australian. Whenever my mind reads out that word, I am hit with immense, ineffable waves of *Australia* and I think that’s hilarious)

Hiya!:) Thank youuu :) ❤ And thank you for the australian fun fact! :)

My favourite animal is a turtle, because of Terry's Discworld :)❤🐢.

[starcanwrecked-confessions]

It has been far too long since I last gave some Ruth appreciation on here.

Working Boys was AMAZING and Ruth just- OUGH

I love her so much that girl is aggressively thristing over Hidgens and it's hilarious. Babygirl he is literally treating you like shit and I can see the drool from all the way over here!!!! Get a grip!!!

JK she just like me fr I'd be thirsting over him too

-🐢

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[galacticnemesiz]

🍏Apple Juice🍎

🐢A Leslie Vernon fanfiction/oneshot 🐢

It was done.

He was finished.

Leslie gazed downwards at his last victims punctured body, panting heavily. His eyes glazing across the wounds his hand-scythe had left, looking somewhat proud of himself for completing such a task, almost acting as if he had never done this before. The slashers mouth was dry and his chest stung as he breathed in heavily. Leslie hadn’t planned for this goose-chase to go on for so long, he thought it would be like any other time; short and easy. Boy was he wrong. You see, Vernon had to chase down one lucky young man who had somehow escaped his grasp and outsmarted him. Leslie caught up to him though, and finished the job quickly. As his chest rose and fell more and more, the pace got slower as he regained his breath.

He was tired.. and bloody.. and felt somewhat guilty for what he had done.. wait..

Guilty?

No- no.. this couldn’t be! Somewhat down deep into his trench of a heart he felt.. bad?

Leslie pushed those thoughts that pulled on his heartstrings deep down into his domain of a brain and focused on tidying up his mess. After that, he took a step into the crisp, midnight air of glen echo. The wind howled softly in a twisted melody that seemed to fit the mood very nicely. The stars twinkled and the sky was clear, the moon full and bright, it was a wonderful night to behold.

As Leslie began to tread through the old and macabre apple orchard towards his car, he felt the thirst surge through him. He had completely forgot about his dry mouth, and now that he was thinking about it; he was getting kinda annoyed.. the need to quench his desert of a tongue and cure his growing headache was soon fulfilled as he continued to step through the grass dripping with midnight dew.

“CRUNCH!”

As the noise echoed across the field littered with apple trees, Leslie gasped; he looked down swiftly and retracted his foot back from where the loud and slightly frightening sound came from. As he did so, he revealed a gooey sight. He had stepped on an apple. A beautiful, rosey red apple. He grimaced at the sight, but then realised how scrumptious the apple seemed.. His eyes moved from tree to tree, taking in his surroundings even more than he had tonight and understood what he needed to quench his longing thirst..

Apple juice.

[pikapeppa]

I just wanted to let you know you are single handedly carrying the Aloy/Drakka ship for me. I went on to AO3 yesterday and thought "I bet there are more Aloy/Drakka fics than the last time I looked" but no! 26 in the tag! I'm pretty sure that's only a couple more when I first went into the tag like 6 months ago. And yours is my favorite. Please keep enabling my sudden Drakka thirst. I know it's only been like 11 days since desert blooms was updated but I keep rereading it!

shksfhgfh I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE ENJOYING MY ALOY/DRAKKA FIC 😭❤ I am also sad that he's gotten so few fics (at least where he's Aloy's only or primary LI) so I'm more than happy to aggressively give him as much love as I can! Fun fact: he's actually the first person in HFW who stole my heart. Within 30 seconds of meeting him, my sex drive heart was like "THIS ONE, THIS SHITHEAD, THIS IS THE ONE I WANT" 😂💀

I'm actually writing the next chapter as we speak! I'm sorry for the slow updates, I am/was working on 2-3 fics simultaneously while also watching my husband play Jedi: Survivor so the writing has been slow lately! 🐢 But here is an excerpt from the current chapter, in thanks for this lovely comment!

This is the chapter where Aloy and Drakka go on a road trip west, and Drakka gets his beautiful little mind blown by the Stand of the Sentinels and the ocean. 😂🥰

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“What else did you bring? You’ve got more stuff than I expected you to have for a trip this short.” She eyed his saddlebags, which were both just a little smaller than hers.

“I’ve got a spare change of sandals in case these ones get damp, two pairs of fatigues for the same reason, I managed to get my hands on an Oseram tent in case it rains—”

“An Oseram tent? How—?” She wilted. “Drakka. You didn’t steal that from any passing Oseram, did you?”

“No, Aloy,” he said patiently. “I bought it from a trader in Arrowhand.”

“And did that trader steal it from any Oseram?”

He thought for a second. “Shit. I didn’t think to ask.”

She sighed. “Okay. So you have a tent and spare clothes… wait, why are you so worried about getting wet?”

“‘Cause it rains a lot in the jungle, and I don’t know what happens if you get rained on for too long. What if you can’t get properly dry? What if too much wet makes my skin rot off or something?”

She shot him a smirk, but her smile quickly faded. “Oh. You’re serious. Well, don’t worry about that. You’re not a sugar cube, you won’t melt in the rain.”

He grinned. “I’m not a what-now?”

She waved dismissively. “It’s a Carja thing. But don’t worry, your skin won’t rot.”

“Says you,” he said skeptically. “I’m still going to change my sandals if they get soaked. Besides, I worked hard to put this war paint on. I don’t want it washing off.”

“I don’t think a little rain is going to wash off your paint,” she said. “That stuff is pretty thick and oily. And are you really telling me you didn’t bring any extra paint with you?”

He gave her a chiding look. “Of course I did. What kind of soldier goes anywhere without extra paint?”

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He also probably has his entire kit of sunscreen, lip balm and body perfume as per @galoogamelady's incredible comic, let's be real. 😂

For anyone who wants to check out my Drakka fic, it is here on AO3: Even The Hardiest Desert Blooms Need To Get Wet Sometimes! >100k words and counting, and NSFW, obviously. 🥰

-- love from your friendly neighbourhood Pika! xoxo

[fleur1005]

YiZhan Fandom Interview with Renren !!

Preface:

In my attempt to sort out all the massive information that is generated almost daily in the BJYX fandom, I came up with an idea to interview prominent 🐢 for pointers, recommendations and advice as kind of a starter compilation kit for newbies.

Also, my intent is to provide some translations of the interviews (if you’re also interested in translating, let me know thru’ my twt acc below) for international fans and contribute my grain of salt to thin the language barriers and get to know more fans or simply, know your fave person in fandom.

With that being said, this is my first interview, so any constructive FB is welcome!

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Thanks so very much for accepting my first ever interview, Renren 🙏

So, the first question is kind of a mandatory introduction.

Q. Please, tell us a bit about yourself. How you like to be called or how do you go by in this fandom and how long you’ve been in the swamp?

I’m Renren, but most folks call me Ren. I’m a fic writer and a szd shipper (which for new folks means I believe they’re actually in a relationship, this is also called being a tinhat lol).

I watched The Untamed in January 2021, and then watched the official BTS, and saw a shipper in the comments and was like “huh, people ship real people?” I was no stranger to shipping fictional characters (I’ve written Reylo before), but RPS was brand new to me. But the more I watched of the BTS and then the unofficial BTS, I was like, oh yeah, there’s something here. The cave BTS sealed it for me.

So, I’ve been in the pit since January/February 2021. I lurked for a long time, then joined fandom more actively in the fall of 2021, and started writing and released my first Yizhan fic in Jan 2022.

This is your first RPS? Wow, how cool is that? To debut with such a power couple! ☺️

Q. When you were a lurker, which SNS did you mostly use?

Which leads to the next question…

Q. Where are you most active/ favorite place to dabble in fandom-wise?

I lurked on tumblr mostly, and read Twitter without an account. I didn’t make one until August, and I don’t think I used it to post until September/October 2021.

I’m active most on Twitter, with Tumblr set up as my backup to Twitter.(@renren85105)

I’m also on AO3 as TheDevilandMrsRen.

Tumblr

By the way, you have very distinct profile pic (wyb with an octopus plushie on his head!). Did you always use it?? Is there a reason why you chose that? 🤭

I think I had a different one when I signed up, but I can’t remember it - I chose it because I like tentacles lol

As in a fic trope/kink? or something else? 😆

Both lol, I’ve always loved octopuses, I think they’re darling, but I also enjoy tentacles as a trope.

We’ll come to that later~~! There’s a question regarding that afterwards.

Q. What was your first drive/motivation to start writing about them? Would you share a link to your first fic?

It was Xiao Zhan’s lightsaber video!!! I had this idea for a Star Wars AU with the two of them, and it took me over body and soul and I finally had to write it. The first story I posted though was the first Golden Girls AU,

then the Star Wars AU came out a month later.

By the way, you guys have to go read Renren’s Golden Girls AU cos I can assure you, you are going to enjoy it SO much, if you haven’t already!!

So on to the next one!

Q. How many fics have you written so far? Which one is the one that you’re most fond of and why?

I’ve written 15 Yizhan fics so far, and drawn 10 mushroom fanarts! I’m not sure I can pick a favorite, but it’s between “Fireworks in the Stars” because it’s an original concept that I’ve been playing with for years and want to eventually write a full original novel with it, and “Houseboat of Love”, because I had so much fun with the exes-to-lovers concept. It was a bit angsty but I also wanted it to be a fun time with Xiao Zhan thirsting hard for his not-actually-ex-husband.

But I love everything I’ve published, if I don’t love it, I don’t release it.

I had totally missed that Renren’s mushroom posts are fanarts! I had to rush to see them and they are all SOSOSO Adorable, with capital A! The puns are sublime. I loved them all to bits and she has confirmed there’s more to come in the future!! Be on the look out, you guys!! 🥹🥹

Q. What’s your favorite trope to write/draw or a new one that want to try this year?

Oh, that’s hard! Because it’s different from my favorite tropes to read.

I really like to write getting together stories, especially if there is only one bed/they’re stuck together in some way.

But this is the year I’ll finally write tentacles, which is actually so much harder than I thought because a) I want to do it justice since I love it so much and b) there is SO MUCH choreography involved with all the extra limbs. You Belong in My Arms is my tentacle WIP, with chapter one out. Chapter one just has a cute octopus and tentacle kink, but no actual use of tentacles in a sexy way.

I will just restrain myself to say that Renren’s octopus is so cute like an underwater jianguo. I am hopelessly hooked to her fic that am anxiously looking forward to new chapters! But I digress…

Q. Are you bjyx, zsww or lsfy? Is this dynamic important to you when writing? (Or reading?)

So I am a bjyx-leaning lsfy. I enjoy reading everything, but I prefer writing bjyx or Yibo top lsfy.

That sounds like it’s the same thing, but the power dynamics are different between them (bjyx Yibo is IN CHARGE while it’s much more neutral in lsfy).

You mean like, Yibo makes the move? Or that he decides how he wants XZ?

Yeah, in BJYX makes most of the decisions, he’s very dominant in the bedroom and outside of it.

I like strong Yibo, indeed 😏

Q. What’s your most fave 🍬? Have you written about it? Where do you get most of your 🍬 sources?

My most favorite candy is the tattoo cpn! I have used it, most literally in an unreleased work, but I love to give both of them tattoos in my works anytime I can.

My candy sources are from Twitter (overthinkingthis, ecah, shirasagis, ventus for older candies) and tumblr (accio-victuuri), and I avoid folks sharing stalker footage or making wild claims like they know someone in the business or disparage their co-stars, because it’s harmful to the boys & just flat out rude.

I think for us newbies, we need to be careful and prudent on that and not fall for everything we see or outright edited (fake) info, cos it’s becoming harder to distinguish 😵‍ (out of my own experience)

So, the next question is selective, you can choose either or both…

A) Did you read THE fic? The controversial 22/7 one? How did you like it? How would you end it?

AND/OR

B) Do you wanna talk about wyb’s latest NYG’s LtS performance?

A) I didn’t. I didn’t even go looking for it, it has so many emotions and events attached to it, I think it’s best to just let it rest. No judgment for folks who decide to read it, though! Just my opinion.

B) Yes I do!! it was gorgeous and emotional, all about the yearning and longing you feel when you’re away from your partner and the bright warmth you feel when you’re back with them. It felt real, like he was pulling it from the depths of his soul.

It’s raw and vulnerable, and he did such a good job, I’m so proud of him! (And no, I don’t think it’s a breakup song or born from anything other than long distance relationships being hard.)

That performance was so heartfelt indeed 🥲

Q. Who is a content creator (writer, artist, v/blogger… etc) you would rec to a newbie? (Name as many as you wish) And lastly, a piece of advice for newbie 🐢!

Oh gosh, so many people! It’s hard to not just list all of my friends lol.

OldObsess/Overthinkingthis is a fantastic writer and candy librarian, her fics have great footnotes with all the different things she references in her fics.

Elisamiao is another amazing writer and she is so supportive of new writers in the fandom. I call her the fandom’s librarian because she is fantastic at fic recommendations, and can find what you’re looking for so fast!

Jalpari runs great events, and is a prolific writer, her Yizhan Through the Years is the first/second most kudos’d fic in the fandom. She is also very supportive of new authors/artists in the fandom!

BJYXObsessed is hilarious, her fics are so good and her meme threads are laugh out loud funny, I see them all over the place as reaction memes.

Bjyxnoa is a great update account on Twitter, and for deep cpn and candy discussions I like to go to Accio-victuuri on tumblr.

A piece of advice I have for new turtles is to not worry too much about proof of their relationship. They don’t have to prove anything to us, and each person has to decide for themselves how to interpret the things they do tell us. Everyone has their own “realness” comfort level, and that’s okay! It’s okay to be 100% szd and it’s okay to not be!

Lastly, their privacy is extremely important. Stalker footage is wrong, even if it “proves” what you want to see.

And don’t break the fourth wall with them, for example, if Yibo makes another Instagram post, don’t flood the comments with shipper comments, their social accounts are for work, and so we should keep our comments to the individual and the work they’re doing.

END

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I can’t thank Renren enough for accepting my offer and come on board with this wee project of mine, and especially her wise words of advice 🙏🙏🙏

It’s a great reminder to all of us 🐢 that we ought to keep in mind and keep our recklessness in check. If we really love and support them, we must first respect their individual works.

And that’s it for today, folks! Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed it.

You can find me on twt @fleur_1005 for suggestions and/or comments!

[androidships007]

Help 🥵❤️‍🔥🐢 he's too hot I'm dying of thirst over here

Some vent art/warm-up doodles of Raph.

[marriagegardenrave]

✨ Aesthetic ✨ the cost of pretty privilege is one that nearly cost Isabella Madrigal her soul, her freedom, her thoughts, and dry up the once bottomless well that became her ❤️‍🩹🐢. The rejection of her idol, Alma, who didn't have the capacity to build up her children or grandchildren. She only had just enough bandwidth to give them a strong foundation of pragmatic moral codes like, "a strong man stands up for himself, a stronger man stands up for others." "Ogres are like onions." Btw, in my head cannon, Donkey is a bi ace icon that gets overwhelmed by choices because you want them all, all at once, all the fucking time, and it will not stop. Ever. The moment more than one person paid attention to him at once, get him all hot and bothered in the emotions, and then FUCKING ABANDONING HIM LIKE TRUE HEARTLESS MONSTERS!!! I WANTED TO HAVE A SEXY BUT NO TOUCHY TIME. MY BOUNDARIES ARE VERY THIN RN FOR THE THIRST TRAP LESBIANS AND THE PHOBIOS, THE PURE FANTACY OF HAVING BOTH OH YOU♠️🫦❤️♠️🫦❤️

You know? Sheldon and Hank Hill are both silent orgasm mains. They are the most sensual people you will ever meet. We've invented so many fantasies of what we want to inflict on each other that we have a hard time deciding which items to choose from. Painters were known as professional sex performers. They chose an outer most boundaries they were willing to go, and let they're hyper fixation set take over, because believe you me, we were traumatized to have an arsenal of pleasures to keep our spirits along the waves of silent suffering. You were waking us up ....... ..............,..

Warning sh. Shutting down.

Survival mode activated

Self care required ....blink..........drink..water 🍉 focus rereads get the fuck up to bed, you gremlin. Focus dear. Shke shke your booty, this doesn't change the fact that you're a child that needs more sleep than me. And yes metalheads are the ultimate bisexual thirst trap: the unicorn of sexuality of try EVERYTHING! The wonderful, most fantastic and heartwarming giving me allllllll the warm fuzzies and is adorable and her full glory cannot be seen fully by weak mortals. People, please read M rated Pride and Prejudice fanfiction I yearn to touch the body of my sexy but distant goddess. Can only touch from a distance watch Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris. I touch her so good with mine eyes I vote that the ultimate sex icon is indeed the dorky romantic. But you weren't interested in him because you're a bunch of sex repulsed gay men, banded together crusader monks with a vendetta against the only kind of sex they ever wanted, and they drove it away by accident by being really picky when it came to only your pairing physically being physically allowed but not emotionally. But we also demand permission every step of the way, to the point of sending down you poor souls into a constant spiral of rejection because you lowki wanted to be violated, a boundary offered for you to symbolically bust down and join in me that I've been afraid of showing anyone. Eye candy is just consuming something that you can't touch but you don't need touch. And that's where Sappho cut off..........OPSappho, where's the essay about a possible new kink. Because only gays could possibly think that hating any kind of sexuality was even a little bit okay. You're the reason whyàhshdhgeg that's not okay. That was toooo far. It's not okay to kink shame, we've been over this. Focus. Bed. Now.

[kur0m1bab3]

Cherry chaser hawks likes to corrupt his innocent fangirls, the thought of him being their first gets him going, they get so pliant and dumb whenever he does the deed but ur different, the way you beg and cry makes him 100 times worse than usual, somehow he doesnt want to make you a mark off his wall, he wants to save ur innocence until ur at the peak of breaking, just to savor the only one that made his blood boil and when he does it will be the best time of your lives

ANON? OH?MY?GOD? Just swallowed hard asf reading that😕🤳🏾 brain empty pussy full:/

Cw: NSFW, Minors skidaddle, CherryChaser!Hawks, hawks x female!reader,hawks is a nasty little cherry theif, dubcon(?), oral(f.receiving), masturbation(m.receiving), hawks being a sleazy little player till you came along, sugar coated degradation, virginity loss, unethical power dynamics, not edited<33

Keigo Takami was a disgusting man, but not in the way you’d think. He was hygienic, well groomed, STD free sure; but Keigo Takami or the latter, hawks to be more politically correct was fucking filthy. Ravaging his sweet little fangirls, taking advantage of their admiration and devotion to the hero. Taking them back to his apartment only to fuck them within an inch of their sanity. Keigos personal favorite were the sweet little virgins.

The ones freshly in college to be exact. The ones navigating the big bad world with big doey eyes and pouty lips, ready to Please at the snap of a finger. Yeah, those were his favorite. He loved watching cute innocent little virgins cry and bitch at the stretch of his fat cock in their gooey walls. Watching them squirm, tears streaming down their faces as he bought them to yet another mind numbing orgasm. Watching innocent virgins, like you.

If keigo could describe you in one words hed bergrurdgenly choose irritating. Irritating was rather harsh to describe how you made him feel. Fuzzy? Warm? Whatever the hell it was it made his brow twitch. Keigo wouldn’t necessarily consider himself a player. Sure he made girls swoon with promises of safety and sanctuary only to have them crying throwing insults(and drinks might I add) in his face as they stormed out of his apartment. It was all in good fun though! He was too young to be tied down, he was the youngest pro hero for god sakes.

But you, you were an anomaly to him. It didn’t take long into your relationship with the hero to reveal that you were in fact a virgin. Keigo has the conversation burned into his memory. How could he forget? The shy look you gave him, the nervous twiddle of your fingers had him cumming with an embarrassing cry of your name after you left. After that, he made it his mission to make an absolute fucking mess out of you.

It was subtle at first, the lingering gazes, wandering hands down to your ass, the nips of your bottom lip between his teeth as he kissed you breathless. He was building you up, endurance training you could say riling you up only for you to make a stupid fool of yourself on his cock.

Which is how you ended up in your current predicament. When the hero had called quipping a cute:

“y/nnnnn babyyy come overrrrr... I went out and bought those brownies i know you like, we can bake them together! You know I’m shit at using anything besides the microwave in my kitchen”

you didn’t think you’d end up of all things, like this. Face pushed into the dining room table, panties dangling from your ankles as the red feathered hero lapped at your weeping pussy like it was going out of style.

“H-Hawks!” You squealed, only for a sharp slap to cut through your cry, voice amplifying in a shrill scream of surprise at the impact of his hand on your ass.

“Nu-uh what’s my name,” Keigo groaned, a filthy mixture of cum and saliva dripping from his lips down his neck. A soundless gasp left your parted lips at the feeling of his tongue rolling your swollen little clot teasingly.

“D...Daddy!”You managed to wail out weakly, legs trembling in exhaustion as tears flowed freely from your face. A satisfied chuckle left the hero’s lips, hurling you into yet another teeth clattering orgasm.

Choppy cried of ‘daddy’ and ‘Hawks’ left your lips in a jumble as keigo suctioned your throbbing clit between wet lips, pulling off with an obscene ‘pop.’

“God damn” hawks chuckled, watching your body tremble and shake, whimpers coming from your sloppy mouth.

“Fuck those brownies huh?” He chuckled, eyes lidded and low as he watched your tiny little cunny clench around nothing, he swore he could see your clit throbbing.

“Look at you y/n” he huffed, hand coming to fist his painfully hard cock, a sharp hiss escaping through his teeth as he stared at you pliant body, sitting, waiting, craving him.

“You’re such a fucking slut yeah? Wanting to be fucked like a whore even though you’re just a little innocent...my little innocent virgin huh?”Keigo whispered, free hand coming to grip your hair in a tight hold, yanking you up to his lips, your back arching even more.

A strangled cry left your kiss swollen lips, tears running down your face as your desperately tried to move your hips, trying to grind into him.

“Fucking hell...” he trailed off, eyes zeroing in on your feeble attempts to grind into him, his fist still pumping his cock as your clit bumped against his sensitive leaking head continuously. His feathers fluttered a bit, eyes rolling at the feeling of your little clit kissing his head. God he was going insane.

Keigo gripped your hair harder, a whimper of ‘please’ left your swollen lips as keigo huffed, nose and cheeks decorated a lewd pink.

“My sweet little fucking virgin”

[kaespost]

𝘬𝘢𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴t @ 2023

reblogs are appreciated<33

under construction

══⛧⌒*｡drabbles

unexpected proposal (kaeya x reader)

diluc + thighs

housewife reader and diluc

diluc + hand holding + cow girl pov

diluc + childe + you

══⛧⌒*｡threads

describing genshin boys' icks (diluc, childe, kaeya, zhongli, bennett, razor, xingqiu, chongyun, albedo)

genshin boys when their s/o is menstruating. (diluc, kaeya, childe, zhongli, xiao

══⛧⌒*｡kaeya!

just an illusion

just.. a fanfiction

══⛧⌒*｡ diluc!

you and diluc as archons

i promise

══⛧⌒*｡ 𝘻𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪!

teatime

══⛧⌒*｡ ajax!

my only one

══⛧⌒*｡ 𝘢𝘭𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘰!

i love you from the bottom of my heart hypothalamus

══⛧⌒*｡ xiao!

soon...

══⛧⌒*｡ scaramouche!

soon...

nsfw.exe

══⛧⌒*｡𝘬𝘢𝘦𝘺𝘢!

hate sex pt 1

dckz having lewd thoughts

══⛧⌒*｡ diluc!

hate sex pt 1

dckz having lewd thoughts

meeting at a chase atlantic concert

══⛧⌒*｡ zhongli!

hate sex pt 2

dckz having lewd thoughts

══⛧⌒*｡ 𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘹!

hate sex pt 2

dckz having lewd thoughts

══⛧⌒*｡ 𝘢𝘭𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘰!

n/a

══⛧⌒*｡ 𝘹𝘪𝘢𝘰!

n/a

══⛧⌒*｡ 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦!

n/a

══⛧⌒*｡ alhaitham!

disturbing him while he’s reading

hashtags !

[🐢]—reblog - kae reblogs posts!

[💞]—milestone - kae posts about her follower milestone!

[🌿]—anon asks - kae answers to nonies <3

[💓]—mutual asks - kae answers to mutuals' asks!

[💦]—thirsts - kae writes short thirsts reqs by nonies!

[⭐]—thirst rants - kae thirstily rants about characters!

[🧚‍♀️]—rants - kae rants about her thoughts

what's kae thinking about?

alhaitham and kaveh… ngh

—kae 2023

facts about the whore and regarding requests here

graphics from here

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∞kaespost2022 please do not modify, plagiarize and claim any of my works as your own.

[memes-in-a-half-shell]

Okay one shot idea for Mikey! 🐢🧡💚

Mikey has a crush on reader, but too afraid to say anything. One night rooftop Convo, Mikey confides to reader asking if they think anyone could ever one day find him desirable and sexy, because Donnie has had Vee for so long and most hans they accidentally interact with react mostly to Raph and pay attention to him or Leo. He starts steering the conversation to generalized attraction questions to see what reader thinks and prefers.

Reader really really has it bad for Mikey, but terrified of being too forward to the youngest purehearted innocent brother everyone is protective over and doesn't want to scare him off or make him feel horribly uncomfortable, and tries to keep their answers PG to respect Mikey but fires back with questions of their own trying to feel out Mikey's preferences and stances on things.

Little by little Mikey shows his more risque adult side with his answers and language that takes reader by surprise and attracts them that much harder,

Both of them take forever beating around the bush with their answers cause their both terrified of coming forward to each other but they start bonding more and more until reader finally gets bold and makes the first move - but in a very classy and respectful way - toward Mikey, melting Mikey's heart and having him square up at full height standing over reader and giving the moves back like a gentlemen but in a very Mikey way - being goofy, but still manly.

Reader confesses to what about Mikey they find as a thirst trap, why (to booster his believing them after so much self-insecurity) , and how long they've been thirsting for him.

Sorry it's so long XD. I hope it's not over done. I'm bad at asks. Lolol

You wrote a novel of an ask, but because you're the dear sweet Ravn, I'll gladly write that up for you 🧡🧡🧡 awuwuwuwuwuwuwu

it’s gonna be a bit more sfw than what was asked for, but simply because I let this small fic take the lead and it’s just so wholesome~

Someone Like You (Mikey x F!Reader)

(Mentions of my OC, Vee)

He asked you to meet him on top of an old, vacant apartment building, the flat roof overlooking a somewhat calmer part of the city. Those little escapades were not too uncommon for the terrapin to propose, but were often the promise of discussions that would lead until late into the night. Speaking with him was easy, and Mikey had found that same comfort over time in confiding to you as well. It wasn’t much, but felt needed - considering the life his family and he were living.

You heard a ‘thud’ and a roll, soon enough Mikey’s frame popping right next to you with a bright smile and slightly panting.

“Parkour!” he simply declared with a quick chuckle.

“Show-off,” you teased back with a gentle slap on his shoulder.

In no time you were both seated by the edge of the roof, feet dangling in the open and watching any cars, pedestrians, or anything of the like go by. Whether it was to compliment any aspects of them or creating outlandish stories, that activity often brought the two of you into a laughing fit, and even for you to lock your arm around his, head resting against his shoulder. It was a small gesture, but the sweetness of it would bring that tiny squeeze in Mikey’s heart; one that was more akin to sadness than joy. He paused, gaze lost on the horizon - but most frankly because he didn’t want to look at you while he was speaking next:

“Hey, uh... do you think I’d ever find someone interested in me?”

You looked up to him, arching a brow.

“Where’s that question coming from?”

He lightly shrugged: “I dunno... I’ve just been thinking about some stuff lately. Everything’s just so mixed up and messed up.”

“Aight, what’s up, coconut? Gimme the deets.”

The ghost of a smile crossed his lips, somehow feeling a bit more relaxed and open.

“Meeting people is not really something my brothers and I will get the chance to do often. ... I mean, Donnie got lucky with Vee; two dorks in a pod. And have you seen Raph and Leo? Those two could probably get swarms of people adoring them if we were out in the open.”

“What’s different for you then?”

“I’m the stupid baby brother,” he sighed sharply. “... I know I’m not the tallest, not the handsomest, not the strongest, not the whatever-est! ... I’m just that goofy mutant people will choose last.”

“Woah, woah, woahh,” you stopped him, your frown now formed. “Says who?”

Mikey’s thoughts raced, trying to think of a good answer, broadly gesturing the scenery before them.

“Fuck if I know! The world? Beauty standards? Hollywood? Humanity? Y’know what I mean? We’re not really the most normal choice for any human being.”

“And yet you have Vee with Donatello. Isn’t that proof that you might be wrong?”

The terrapin’s stature slumped a little: “Yeah but Donnie’s smart. That’s already better than me.”

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” you tsked, somehow feeling powerless against any and all of his excuses.

That brought a silence in the conversation, the tension weighing on you both a little. That pause did bring an idea to Mikey’s mind, looking back at you with a shy smile, trying to ease the mood.

“Hey, you’re a human-” that made you snort a little. “-What’s your preferences in terms of partner? Maybe that’ll help me figure out what I need to aim for so I can woo the ladies.”

Your features were now relaxed, slightly shaking your head: “Mikey, you shouldn’t change for anyone in the world.”

“Ay, whatever, now answer the question.”

You were now sweating bullets internally. For quite some time now your feelings had started to blossom for the turtle and you had been struggling to approach the subject in a natural, non-awkward way. Maybe this was finally the chance?

“I like them strong. And funny. And compassionate. And cute.”

“Now that’s too broad,” commented Michelangelo. “Tell me something more specific.”

“Will you stop complaining!” you replied in an exasperate, yet still amused tone. “Just give me a moment to think, jeez louise.”

Seeing how he seemed amused by your small desperation, you nudged his arm.

“While I’m thinking about it, what about you?” you questionned. “Surely you must have some preferences as well.”

The terrapin’s smile grew in a shy fashion: “That wouldn’t be fair of me to have certain standards,” he started. “I can’t really be picky when it comes to my situation, ya know?”

He wrapped an arm around your shoulders, keeping you close as he extended his other arm up to give emphasis to his words: “But I have three words: Funny. Caring. Sexy.”

You looked up to him, unimpressed: “Now that’s too broad,” you quoted him back.

That brought him into a laughing fit, which you joined in no time. In that moment you enjoyed the proximity, finding comfort against his scales and humming in small contentment as the hilarity died down.

“... This is what I like,” you started softly. “Spending moments like this with someone I care about.”

You felt Mikey’s body tense up a bit, although he never moved his arm from around you. Meeting his baby blue eyes seemed to calm him a bit, your tender smile reassuring any concerns he might have had at the moment.

“You... you mean it?” he added tentatively.

“Since quite a while, yeah,” you confessed. “I mean ... how could I even resist that body, hot damn!” adding next with amusement.

“Oh you have no idea what you’re getting yourself into, sugar tits.”

That made you laugh again, catching you off-guard. Feeling him nuzzle your hair simply reinforced that sensation of goodness, as if you were floating on a cloud. Bringing your attention back to him again, you moved a hand to his cheek, this sweet, tender motion getting a small churr out of Mikey - especially when your thumb started to slowly stroke his scales.

“You see?” you started once more. “You don’t have to change for anybody. ... You’re perfect the way you are, Mikey. All I need is someone like you.”

He was lost in thoughts for a second, rewinding the conversation you two just had.

“... You think I’m strong, funny, compassionate and cute?”

Your smile was now warm, knowing he was listing back what you said earlier.

“Of course, silly! I just had you in mind when I said that.”

You saw him move his free hand, leaving a finger to the side of his throat, were a pulse would be at. He frowned lightly:

“... Aight, I’m still alive. This ain’t heaven. Coolcoolcoolcool, cooooool.”

“Did I say something wrong?” you added, slightly nervous.

Mikey was quick to react: “Goddamn, no! This is probably the second best day of my life, ever!”

“What’s the first?”

He grinned: “When I discovered pizza, duh.”

“Oh, oh sure, yes. How could I ever forget about the divine food of the gods,” you replied, mokcing a serious tone.

His hold on you squeezed a little more, bringing you both closer.

“Now you’re speaking my language. We’re truly made for one another,” he added, trying to sound flirty.

This amusement felt so natural and comfortable, it was pretty much a no brainer when you closed the remaining small distance and gave a first kiss to his lips. The mutant was surprised at first, but easily complied as his heart threatened to burst out of his chest. As you both paused, keeping close, a whisper left your lips:

“I like you, Mikey.”

To which he replied in a similar tone, before kissing you again: “I like you too.”

[kindahoping4forever]

🥺🥺 This year more than ever, I'm so grateful to have you in my life. You're so right, this year has been absolutely ridiculous. Everyday I woke up not knowing what insanity the day would bring but I always knew I was gonna be OK because I had you with me. 🥰 I'm so proud of us for not just getting thru it all but getting thru it together. Thank you for this post and for being my bestie. I love you! 💙💙🦦🦦🐢🦖

Big shouts and the happiest of birthdays to my #1, @kindahoping4forever. We’ve both had tough years in top of the pandemic, and here we are pushing through. I know I couldn’t have made it through school and work and what little writing I accomplished this year without you in my corner. You constantly have to remind me of what all I’m always doing so I’m not as hard on myself. I love you and I can’t wait to see what next year brings! Hopefully we can get back to writing together! 🥰🥰🥰🦦🦦 make sure you go show her some birthday love!

[wtf-a-psychoanalysis]

@help-i-need-a-cool-username heres the fic for your Sugar Baby! Leo Au

Unicorns are not a valid form of payment!: Chapter One

WARNING: Overall Fanfic 18+ MATURE, Leo x Miyamoto Usagi. Leo is over 18. This chapter isn't explicit but a lot of innuendos.

Leo stared at the unicorn just placed onto his three fingered hand by the intimidating dragon of a Yakuza boss, Bruce.

"Same time next week, Baby." Placing a kiss on his cheek, his rough skin scratches against the turtle's moist green skin. The cheery on top of the first awkward sugar baby date Leo has had. Leo nodded back hiding the disappointment that was clawing his insides.

Standing outside of the gates, the turtle stares at the little thing again, it was a cute pink unicorn with a rainbow mane. The tears that landed on it on it barely summoned more than confused look on the pony's face. Leo barely held back a scream sniffled "Unicorns are not a valid form of payment. I owe Donnie so much money for this outfit." Commenting on the new Channel boots, black bootie shorts and the flowing silk shirt he wore.

Sniffing again, he smelt blood and money. Waving a fat wad of cash in his face was the fluffy paw of none other than Bruce's new bodyguard. Leo remembered how close he was standing to the table during the dinner with Bruce. Once, letting a bit of a shine escape the sheath of the sword when the host couldn't find the reservation.

"Miyamoto Usagi," he said, "I see that he didn't give you what you wanted." He was a tall handsome rabbit, with a blue tailored suit, probably part of the uniform to be a bodyguard, his sword strapped to his side, and his ears bound together in a topknot bound with a matching blue cloth.

"Sorry I'm a little horse," Leo chuckled, presenting the unicorn "Hamato Leonardo." He introduced himself as he reached for the money, only for Usagi to pull it away from him.

"First let's go out to dinner." He purred the way a rabbit could.

At the Japanese style restaurant, "Now how did I manage to land such a handsome client . That little unicorn thing eating at the tatami" Leo thought to himself, "So this is what life's gonna be like since Donnie cut me off."

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"I'm cutting you off!" Donnie yelled at him from the entrance of Leo's abandoned subway cart."

"What do you mean cutting me off, big bro" Leo said shakily, hoping to appease the angered soft-shell. Donatello, the purple masked turtle, glared at him and said, " I'm cutting you off because you go way over budget, and I'm giving the money to a more responsible person, "Little bro" since I'm the big bro now I can do what has to be done "

"Who is more responsible than me?" Gasped Leonardo. Placing his hand on his chest while walking closer to the other turtle.

"LITERALLY EVERYONE ELSE!" exclaimed Donnie, "And Casey needs the money to be a normal teenager. That's when Leo knew that he can't fight it, it's been over a year since the Krang attacked and Casey deserved to be a teenager after a lifetime of fighting.

"Ok," He sighed "But first, Donnie, can I borrow some money?"

"For what?!"

"Clothes for a job interview"

🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢

Now his mind was back at dinner in his interview clothes, the clothes the Yakuza boss eyed him on the first date. The clothes he wore as the rabbit failed to quench his thirst with the sake.

"So what made you want to blow a body guard's salary on little old me." Leo leaned forward, tracing with his eyes the ways Usagi's suit displayed his muscles, his torso and the other things a Yokai can't hide while sitting cross legged. "Is that a wakizashi you're hiding or you're just happy to see me?" Leo winked down at him before sitting back down.

" Where was this energy when you where with Bruce?"

"In the money you paid up front."

"No, it was something else. Now is that your tail or are you also happy to see me?" Usagi chuckled, letting his buck teeth peek through his smile.

"Actually it is my tail." Leo beamed with pride. Letting it wiggle out of his shorts.

Usagi smiled, taking another sip of sake before almost choking on it when the turtle managed to slither onto his lap.

"Something tells me you're new to this, Daddy?" Leo smirked, letting his tail wiggle into a more comfortable position. This wasn't for long when a pair of fluffy white hands lifted him off from his seated position. "I guess it's you're new to this too, Sugar." Plopping Leo down next to him, minding the little unicorn that followed Leo along. Usagi then hands him a glass of tea.

"Ow, I think you dented my tail." Leo said, rubbing his backside.

"I'm not touching it, kappa, I didn't pay that much."

"It's not about the payment, it's about the experience. Bunny bun. I could tell that you are gonna to be a regular." Leo winked. "So, why did you pay me?"

"Your smile and i found you funny when my client did not"

"Are you sure about that," The turtle glances up at the rabbit.

"I'm sure. During your date with my client, Bruce, you faked a lot of smiles except for one," Usagi leaned in closer to Leo, "It was when you caught a glimpse of my sword."

Leo's red stripes turned brighter, " Haven't seen the whole thing unsheathed, you know."

"I'll show you after dinner. But I have to say that you haven't faked anything during our date "

They exit the establishment with a to go bag for the couple and the little unicorn that followed.

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[richter-sakamaki]

My good sir, I stumbled upon your blog believing it would be wholesome, but good heavens was I wrong. Don't you get tired of all the 'thirst' asks? - 🐢

Not at all. I actually find it to be quite the pleasure to know I am the source of desire for a number of others.

I wonder if this is how Cordelia often feels...

[ll-underestimated-ll]

No Promptng to be Sent Asks 

Only Answering All the Questions in the Name of Rambling About my Boy

🍯 Food Headcanon

Having retained his sense of taste Leo is prone to occasionally subtly swiping a finger through the sauce he spy’s on plates when he can get away with it. It allows the enjoyment of flavour without leaving him with anything he needs to get rid of before he succumbs to day sleep. He finds himself particularly fond of fragrantly spiced foods of which were a luxury in his ‘youth’ yet are commonplace now. 

🥛 Drink Headcanon

He finds there is no ideal perfect way to sate thirst off of someone. Humans are not a good beverage holder and getting the right angle to sink one’s teeth in is a nuisance. Especially when your fangs are always extended. But he’s opportunistic and so long as someone fits the requirements for him to enjoy the taste of them he’ll make it work.

🐢 Mental Health Headcanon

His paranoia is stronger than lets on and he does all he can to cover it up with seeming carelessness. But considering his age, position, and the numerous traumatic experiences to come simply by experiencing the eras in history he has... a lack of trust in the intentions of anyone around him is reasonable, hell - even beneficial at the end of the day. 

  Even if it does make nightly life a little more miserable.

  Within mortal verses there are definitely some underlying mental health issues going on here that he’s not inclined to have addressed or diagnosed. He views himself as perfectly functional and any red flags are things to be wrangled by his own hand. But in the same way that mun doesn’t know wtf is wrong with themselves they hesitate to diagnose their own muse. 

🦄 Physical Health Headcanon

While he survived the sickness that took his family and a good part of his birth-village he did not walk away unharmed. While still alive he definitely had some issues bronchiectasis going on originating from lung scaring. Due to this putting him at increased risk of repeat infections it’s sort of lends itself to a repeating cycle of illness. Something highly dangerous while living in an era without antibiotics.

  This would of likely played a role in the reason he’s as short as he is.

⌛ Sleep Headcanon

Leo attempts to stick to a schedule and sleep specifically in his room where he can. He can mitigate discerning reality from the nightmares with greater ease if he wakes in a position where he knows he has just been sleeping. He prefers to sleep in his coffin alone for the sake of security, aesthetic, and a sense of discipline. Although he does bring a body pillow with him these nights. Hold it tight to his chest, cross his ankles over the bottom. It works. 

  He does also own a bed. And sometimes he will sleep at his desk or generally sitting up if he has something he knows he needs to do urgently on waking.

💕 Love Headcanon

Leo in his old age and complicated relationships can’t really tell the difference between different types of love easily anymore. This said - he knows there are those he care more for above others. If made to choose between the community or Thea he would have to stop and think about it - it doesn’t matter if he knows she doesn’t feel the same. And he still occasionally visits the grave of the ex he was made to put down. Although he wonders how much of that is to do with feeling some semblance of guilt over the whole matter.

💣 Stress Headcanon

He’s Prince. He’s always stressed and deals with it by making petty entertainment for himself where he can. Even if all it really does is add to the issues he’s dealing with... example: The Gang.

😵 Sickness Headcanon

His sickness in life contributed to his sires decision to embrace him. He was the doppleganger of the only child she’d had that’d lived into their teen years. For her - seeing him repeatedly displaying signs of illness was like watching her son die all over again even if he wasn’t in a highly severe state. Intervention was inevitable.

🤲 Religious Headcanon

He does not consider himself as practicing any religion although does believe in ‘God’ putting him within the Abrahamic ballpark. However he sees no value in worshipping or putting faith in god. Despite this he does believe there is various value to be found in religion even if he personally does not practice.

  He does, however, occasionally still practice confession once in a while. Gotta make the most of that random kindred Priest in your domain.  

🏡 Home Headcanon

He does not like staying in any house alone. The emptiness scratches at him.

🍬 Family Headcanon

Somewhere out there in the world is a mortal family that claims descendance from him. They’re not actually biologically related at all. Was just another part of the cycle of covering up the fact there were a couple of vampires behind the family. Only got to break free from it due him fleeing his sire.

💼 Work Headcanon

His work these nights, outside of Princely community management, is made primarily out of scamming people out of their money in a way that he has a steady passive income. Some effort has to go into roping in new people now and then of course, and he keeps an eye on the markets of interest to him so he can insure his own personal hold over things.

⛈️ Sadness Headcanon

A mild sense of melancholy tints most nights. 

Just a touch of the morbs.

Something mediated by acting like a doofus. 

😡 Anger Headcanon

If there is one thing that really gets under his skin it’s when people do not understand him. This issue presents itself most often when he’s skipped forward to a conclusion and used some metaphor or simile he thinks should be straight forward to the listener. And the thing is - he gets why it can be confusing and annoying for the other party but having to back track and explain himself, especially if his wording was originally for tact or discretion, pings a nerve.

💩 Ridiculous Headcanon

There are numerous mortals living/working within central Auckland that know of him and what he is yet don’t give a singular shit. To them he’s just one of those reoccurring community characters you see on the street and go ‘oh hey there goes Leonard, he’s mostly chill, does bite short people sometimes.’

🌼 Happiness Headcanon

Striven for and always very fleeting. 

[kur0m1bab3]

No thoughts head empty. Brat tamer!kei? Yeah. Brat tamer!kei<33

Cw: suggestive?, no smut but heavily implied, +17, kei being a fucking asshole, A penis is mentioned like once, This has been sitting in the drafts collecting dust:/,Readers a bit of a brat idk it’s very self indulgent, unedited<333

“Just admit you like me” he inquired, an amused scoff passing from his lips that were currently upturned in a condescendingly sweet smirk. A pointed look made its way across your face, brows beginning to furrow in irritation as you peered at the smirking man, that was having way too much fun for his own good.

“Do you ever just shut the fuck up? Like actually?” You huffed incredulously, eyes narrowing at the towering middle blocker. Tsukishima shrugged, hands moving to grip the top of the doorframe, his eyes focusing on you.

“ ‘casionally” he replied, that same mockingly sweet smirk only growing on his face. You stared at him momentarily, irritation bubbling in the pit of your gut.

“Move...” you sighed, eyes still hard in a glare as tsukishima chuckled a bit.

“Ouuu feisty I’m so scared” he mocked, waving his hands dramatically, feigning fear.

“Kei-“

“My name sounds so fucking hot coming from you” he interjected, his smirk only growing at the bewildered look casting over your features.

“For the love of god what is your motherfucking problem” you seethed as tsukishima lifted an eyebrow.

“You have such a dirty mouth..” he began, smirk faltering just a bit as his eyes traced your lips slowly,eyes making their way back up to yours.

“You’re unbearable you know that?” You cried out, frustration beginning to take toll on your once calm demeanor. Yamaguchi was probably worrying right now, you were supposed to be back with his microeconomics book over 20 minutes ago.

Tsukishima stayed silent at your outburst, carefully letting his eyes roam your demeanor.

“Every fucking time we get in the same vicinity you act like you lost your god damn mind” you ranged, tsukishima switching his position on the doorframe, shoulder leaning against it as his hands found their way to the pocket of his sweat pants.

“You act like a fucking incel sometimes you know? You have so much bullshit to say when you know you aren’t even fucking packing” you hissed, venom dripping from your tongue as you stared up at the male.

Tsukishima raised an eyebrow in amusement, a toothy smirk casting on his pretty pink lips as his tongue poked his cheek.

“Oh yeah?” He asked simply, voice leveled, as his eyes looked down upon you.

“Yeah” you murmured, heart beating against your chest wildly at the shift in atmosphere. Tsukishima continued to look at you, head tilted up and to the side a bit, eyebrow still raised as he analyzed you.

You looked away from him quickly, praying to god his years of being a middle blocker wouldn’t be your downfall.

He stepped away from the doorframe, catching your attention; hands still in his pocket as he stood directly infront of you, him towering over you. He bent down to your height, eyes coming level with his. His face was eerily calm, as he looked at you.

“You done?“ he asked softly, a stark contrast to his earlier condescending tone. Your voice was caught in your throat, as you struggled to find your voice staring at him with your mouth slightly agape.

“I asked you something.” He said matter of factly, as he awaited your response. You managed to nod your head in a feeble yes throat going dry at the close proximity.

“Y/n I’m not playing with you, next time you let some slick shit fall out you’re mouth like that you better remember who your talking to....we got an understanding?” He asked, eyes searching your face as you looked away only for slender finger to snap in your face.

“Eyes on me you know that...now do I make myself clear baby?” Tsukishima asked once again, irritation beginning to grow in his pretty face as you swallowed thickly.

“...y...yes kei..” you mumbled, playing with your fingers as you submitted to the blond.

“That’s my good girl” he smirked, fingers coming up to run through your hair, as he placed a soft kiss on your forehead.

You were his good girl.