#thirst edit lol

[iknowmydemons]

Edit of that one WFA panel bc I have to do fucking everything around here

[bunnithechubs]

Round 1 - Aarav Sundaram

Meet the sweetest guy who just wants to make your favorite meal- Aarav Sundaram. An aspiring chef with a massive heart and just wants to make it in the culinary world. Since it was the weekend there wasn't much on Aarav's schedule other than cook and clean. He called up his good friend Raj to catch up but then got an unexpected visit from his neighbor/plug Alisha. She brought his weekly order and this time actually stayed behind a bit to test the quality with him. One thing lead to another and the two of them decided to hook up. Which is a terrible idea because Aarav thinks she's the one and Alisha was just really horny and high ;-; She did agree to spend the night mainly because Aarav practically begged her too. He's pretty so she it wasn't too bad of a deal. (this was supposed to be queued but oh well!)

[yoichichi]

hey what’s up what’s going on. sorry about this. so anyway big brother reo who wants to share you with his treasure and best friend nagi sooooo badly. you haven’t given into reo yet more than loaded glances you take when you think he isn’t watching you (he’s always watching you) and awkward moments when he’s practically cornering you; you’re too busy for that, clearly, always with some new boy that obviously isn’t good for you (no one will ever be good enough for you to reo). still, you get along with nagi really well, treat him sweet and dote on him and fall asleep on his shoulder on the occasion you both knock out on the couch. it’s cute! makes reo’s heart sing and dick twitch! he knows nagi would probably agree that they should share you but for all of two seconds he’s hesitant about it — what if nagi says no? or gets upset? or wants you all for himself instead? reo doesn't know what hed do. but something changes that — your new boyfriend, he fucking sucks. the worst one out of them all, not kind enough to you, not spoiling you in the way you deserve. it’s when you leave the house in the middle of a hangout with reo and nagi because of a fight with him that reo hears it — nagi, voice soft as ever, still focused on the game on his phone, “they could do better than that”, and it’s like reo’s entire world gets a little bit brighter. and when you come home, tears lining puffy eyes, they’re there to comfort you and show you just how much better you could be treated 💜 your boyfriend doesn’t have to know anyway.

Bambi……………. Putting this in my inbox is nothing but sick and twisted of you ..

Subject of my Adoration

Stepbro!Reo x gn!reader x Nagi

MINORS DNI

cw: incest, slight "somno" (reader thinks reo & nagi are sleeping, they are not), short pwp, reader has no pronouns/no body descriptions but has painted nails mentioned only once briefly, reo & nagi makeout, reader is a bit of a spoiled brat and a little annoying about it but it’s all Reo’s fault and he loves it, dark content - don’t read if you don’t like !

“He’s just so… so…” a sob gets caught in your throat as tears boil over and spill down your cheeks before you can finish your thought.

“I know angel, I know. It’s okay, we’re right here.” Reo coos softly onto the top of your head and leaves a kiss, Nagi humming in agreement against your back.

Your boyfriend sucks, same with all the other ones if you were to ask Reo, but this one really sucks you swear. Who texts their date at 2 in the afternoon, “be there at seven, wear something nice ❤️”, just to take them to the movies?

Losers, that’s who.

You wore your absolute best (you know you did because Reo told you all about how lovely you looked for your big night out up until the moment you left), had him rub the sweetest smelling body cream you owned onto your skin for what felt like hours just so you could smell your best through the entire night, and you even made Nagi help pick a new color for your nails (and help paint them too of course).

All for some cheesy action flick that was more blood, guts, and guns than dialogue. There was barely even any kissing.

What a loser. How dare he waste your time like that?

Naturally, it was all tears and whines the minute you walked through the door, Reo’s warm arms wrapping you into an embrace not seconds after.

Now you’re here, cuddled up nice and close between the pair on the couch, crying into Reo’s chest all about how stupid and awful and lame this guy is.

“Poor thing, huh Nagi?” His friend hums again, continuing to rub your sides softly and leave the occasional peck onto your clothed back.

You squeeze yourself closer into them and inhale deeply, letting their combined scent wash over you and comfort you the way they’d want it to, the way they hope it does.

Sleep begins to make your eyes struggle to stay open, and your body feels so warm and heavy, but Nagi’s continuously wandering hands and Reo’s random, soft kisses and gentle shushing is making your stomach stir. You move to adjust your position on the couch but find yourself stuck and unable to properly move between them. Not on your own at least.

“Something wrong, angel? Are you not comfortable?” Reo speaks softer to you like he’s making an effort to not wake Nagi, but you know he’s not sleeping with the way his grip gets slightly tighter on you.

You let your eyes wander across his face before you shake your head and bury yourself back into him, into them.

Why can’t your boyfriend be like him? Reo knows you so well; knows how you should be, rather how you need to be taken care of. He’s so tender and caring with you, taking the time to make sure you’re only feeling your best. And it’d help if they were as handsome as him, too.

The familiar twist in your stomach comes back, pulling and churning until you’re squirming in your spot again.

“C’mere.” Nagi sighs quietly, moving and readjusting with Reo’s assistance until his leg is slotted between yours and Nagi’s, arms wrapped around you both as Nagi engulfs you from behind. You’re sure Reo isn’t fully on the couch anymore, but before you can suggest moving to a more comfortable place to rest, you feel how warm and thick his thigh feels between yours. That in itself isn’t surprising, but the way you throb against him is.

You feel like you can’t breathe, can’t move, can’t think.

“Better?” Nagi’s breath on the back of your neck nearly makes you gasp, when did he move up so close?

He’s so warm.

You nod, unable to bring yourself to speak, and hope they’re feeling the same lull of sleep you were just a few minutes ago.

Moments pass and the quiet grows until you’re sure they’re resting, the steady rhythm of their deep sighs persuading your body to rest itself.

But the pulse between your legs and heat from Reo’s thigh won’t let you.

You bite down on your bottom lip hard as you try to find a less intrusive way to lay with them both, but it’s only making it worse. The friction and pressure pulls a sigh from your lips.

There’s no way you’ll be able to move without waking them up and asking them to, which isn’t an option. There was no decision or request you could make without getting an onslaught of questions from Reo. You don’t mind of course, you know he only wants to understand the things you need so he can be there for you without you needing to ask next time, but how would you be able to explain this?

You could never get away with lying to your big brother, he’d see right through you. And you don’t want to.

Thick yearning is growing heavy in your stomach.

Their breathing stays steady, and you’re a little shocked your wriggling hasn’t made either of them stir.

You feel sick as a thought passes your mind, but you swallow the thick nausea quickly creeping up your throat and remind yourself that Reo wouldn’t want you uncomfortable. He wouldn’t want you to be hurting like you are now. And Nagi wouldn’t either, Reo wouldn’t be best friends with someone who wouldn’t want the best for you.

Relief comes as you start to rock your hips gingerly, your body instantly hot from the embarrassment and pleasure.

Reo’s shirt bunches up in your fist. You’re gripping onto him harder than you probably should be, but you need him so bad. Need him to hold you and tell you how it’s all okay, how he’s here so there’s no need to fuss, you know your big brother will always be there to take care of you.

Your core starts to burn from the careful way you’ve been moving your hips, and you’re getting tired, but you’re not close enough yet. You need to finish but you’re struggling more than you’d like to get there.

Your level of frustration (sexually and just from the events of today) becomes more apparent as the familiar feeling of tears pricks at your lash line.

God, why did you have to be such a crybaby?

Reo's shirt feels soft against your cheek as you lean in and let your hips relax, abruptly deciding to give up on your earlier efforts. You press further into his chest attempting to soothe yourself (and wipe your face) with the soft and expensive fabric while you sniffle. He's warm. And he smells so good.

This isn't helping.

Before you can fully shut your eyes and get comfortable, gentle and familiar hands previously resting on your waist slide down to now sit on your hips.

"Angel,", Reo's soft voice hums against the top of your head, "is there something you need?"

You feel your heart race at the sound of his voice. When did he wake up? Did he ever fall asleep? Is Nagi still awake, too? What would you say to them, what could you say?

You crane your neck to look up at him with wet eyes, contemplating what to say. His eyes look heavy, but not tired, not exactly. Just... focused, you could guess.

Too many moments of silence pass as you try to think until a growing dread begins to bloom in your stomach.

You could never lie to your big brother. You couldn't even try.

You nod your head haltingly but turn your eyes down to stare at the wet patch from your tears on his shirt.

What else is there to say to him besides yes, you need him.

Without hesitation, the same familiar pair of hands grip your hips tighter, beginning to wiggle you back and forth on the soft meat of his upper thigh.

Reo always knew what you needed without having to ask.

The pit of dread blossoms into a thick yearning, and you let the small smile of relief that comes stay on your face, Reo would want to know you're feeling good. You can never hide that from him, that's your one rule.

Always be honest about your happiness with me, because how else will I learn to take care of you?

"You still awake, Nagi?" A hum between your shoulder blades and a gentle pinch to your sides serves as his response, effectively pulling you out of the foggy haze overcoming you, and instinctively making you jump.

Taking that as the okay, Nagi's own large hands rest over Reo's, letting him see how you like it best. You look down to watch the way they're both gripping you, how good Reo is at teaching Nagi the right pace, all while Reo was learning himself, too. Nagi's hand caresses his friend's, his fingers rubbing along the tops of Reo's absentmindedly.

"Reo, do they like to be kissed?" Your face gets hot at the implication and the way Nagi speaks about you like you aren't in the room, all while still staring right at you.

Without saying a word, one of Reo's hands slides away from your body to tug his friend by the chin towards himself gently, regaining Nagi's attention quickly before slotting his lips between his. You can tell they've done this before from the seamless way Nagi exhales and slides his tongue into Reo's mouth, like he's been waiting for the same relief you have.

"Mhm,", Reo hums as the pair pull apart just far enough where their lips still brush as he speaks, "they do, just like that."

You say nothing as Nagi's big eyes stare into yours, letting him adjust and get closer until you're engulfed by him.

His tall, wide frame encompassing yours as he kisses you slowly. He's more gentle than you were expecting, more careful, taking his time to taste you without making you feel so intruded upon.

You feel like you're on fire. Everything is hot and stuffy, Nagi's spit mixing with yours as two pairs of hands roam freely across your body, no longer caring where they travel to.

As wrong as the voice in the back of your mind kept telling you this was, nothing was louder than the growing ache between your legs. The one you knew Reo could quiet. At least temporarily.

All you need to do is ask.

"Reo."

His eyes roam across your figure.

"Shh, I know."

Warm fingers sneak between yours and Nagi's bodies, intertwined, to rub you where you need him most. You breathe a soft moan into Nagi's mouth.

"There you go, Reo. Looks like they like that." Despite his choice of words, he almost sounds like cocky. Like he knows Reo knows you're feeling good, he just likes saying it.

He continues to kiss you, moving until Reo can reach you more comfortably, kissing down your neck until your thighs start to shake and attempt to clamp shut. You didn't realize how pent up and close you already were.

Your lips feel cold as Nagi pulls away, the whine close to spilling from your lips swallowed by Reo as he leans down to take his spot, groaning lewdly at the feeling of what it's like to finally kiss you.

Nagi watches you come undone. He twitches at the way you sigh and tug at Reo, rolling your hips into his palm and mindlessly repeating thank you as you catch your breath.

"It's my turn now, right?"

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[pflanzidiezimmerpflanze]

miscellaneous poirot shitpost drop who cheered!!

[hanzajesthanza]

(Adam Dudaczyk) The fact that vampires drink blood to get that *meaningful hand-neck gesture* - you made that up? (Andrzej Sapkowski) Yes, I didn't model myself on anyone here, I don't know anyone who wrote before me about the fact that vampires drink blood not to satisfy their hunger, but to satisfy their thirst for… entertainment. Texts: the guys sent me to get blood, I was flying drunk… The fun was great.

as i reread this i couldn't stop thinking of this meme

[bodythieves]

nobody:

my husband: (sends Spotify link) this is soooo devils minion coded

my husband: (sends second Spotify link) this is literally loustat

[yandereshingeki]

sometimes i want to post more of my random thoughts and just be a lil more present on the dash but sometimes putting thoughts into words just takes me too long when im trying to be present in a moment

[illiana-mystery]

Are you ready for it?

[hazzybat]

A Jan edit I'm super fucking proud of

(Song is Paralyzer by Finger Eleven)

[ohhgingersnaps]

Stars The Same As Ever (Hallmark AU)

8/32 — Let's Be Alone Together T+ | Sebastian/Farmer, Sebastian & Maru

Maru’s mouth flattens into a line, and she heaves a long, deep sigh through her nose. “The internship is fine,” she says, which is not at all the answer he expected, given Demetrius’ glowing review during his birthday dinner the other day. She glances between him, the desk, and his motorcycle. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you would be working on your bike today. I can come back later.” (Is she just blatantly avoiding him now, he wonders? Does she hate him that much?) “No, you’re good. I was just about to head out, actually.” Sorry, Duli, I’ll change your oil later. “Oh, really? Where are you going?” she asks, perking up and eyeing his assortment of tools with curiosity, and he bites back his irritation. The constant questions about where he’s going and who he’s seeing are one thing he hasn’t missed about living at home. More importantly, though, where is he going…? “I’m going over to the farm, actually,” he finds himself saying. Maru squints, looking skeptical. “With a strap wrench?”

(Read the rest on AO3!)

[skellymom]

NUDIE 99 - DARK & BROODY

Skellymom's half-assed attempt to make a fast, easy, and silly naked Hunter pic.

POSSIBLE GRAPHIC MATERIAL FOR SOME EYES. A THIRST TRAP FOR OTHERS. IT MIGHT RAISE YOUR HAIR. CLICK IF YOU DARE!!!

More under the cut....ooh la la...lol

(Credit for dividers from the talented: @cafekitsune and @4ngelic-wh1ispers)

I don't have the fancy tech, and used what I had. Merged actor Sonny Landham's (Billy Sole/Predator) body (one of the real humans Hunter was modeled after) with Hunter. Sorry...not sorry.

The edible told me to do it!

Btw, he's shocked you barged into the refresher without knocking!

[crocuta-corvax]

Sub Crosshair? Sensory deprivation?? More likely than you think!

Authors notes: Ok, ok, ok, so at first I thought Crosshair would be total top, an absolute dom. But on reflection I can see him being something of a switch, and he can get kinda subby when he’s tired/over-stimulated (as much as he pretends he’s not lol) As someone who’s familiar with sensory overload (I’m neurodivergent) I agree with the general consensus that he could easily get over-stimulated due to his bio-engineered vision. So when he’s feeling that way, he just wants to feel safe, protected and loved on in a gentle way. (And depending what level of over-stimulation he’s at, he’d be inclined to have some *spicy* slow, soft, gentle loving if it’s with a trusted partner.) This leads me to my follow-up/secondary point; Crosshair enjoys sensory deprivation when he’s in a subby mood. Relationships: Crosshair x Reader Warnings: A little grinding, blindfolding, sensory deprivation, over-stimulation/sensory overload, bit of praising, small self-deprecating moment at the end.  ------------------------- "Aaand done!” you mutter to yourself, smoothing the last wrinkle of a now immaculately made bed. Pleased with yourself, you turn to leave your personal quarters when the whoosh of the door startles you and Crosshair is standing there in the doorway, eyes closed, fingers pinched at the bridge of his nose. “Cross! You made me ju- wait, you okay?” Crosshair cracks open one eye to look at you as he makes his way into your room, letting out a soft but exasperated sigh, “I’m fine, just... just tired.”  Dropping his gear at the foot of your bed he plops himself down on the fresh sheets, “Fresh bedding just for me? You shouldn’t have.”  You smile at his half-hearted joke before sitting down next to him and gently cupping his stubbled cheek with one hand.  “Yes, just for you.” you say softly before kissing him ever so gently on the lips. He sighs, and you feel his shoulders loosen just a little while he leans slowly into you. You were familiar with these moments, on occasion he’d return from a mission in an over-stimulated state, wanting to be left alone until it subsided. ‘The nature of having genetically enhanced vision.’ Tech had told you. Though since you’d come into his life, he’d found comfort being around you, gradually letting his walls down to the point where you were the one he came to when he needed to cool down.  You’d found over time that, when he was like this, he’d become softer and more amenable to letting you take the lead when he didn’t feel too far gone with sensory overload, and with the way he eased himself into your arms and sighed under your peppering of tender kisses on his mouth and jaw, you felt like it was one of those moments. Perhaps, you thought, this might be a good time to see if he’d be interested in an idea you’d had recently. “Cross?” “Mm?” “Would you let me try something?” He pulled back a little to look at you with half-lidded eyes, “I’m listening...” With a little smile, you leave his embrace for your bedside table. Pulling a long piece of fabric from it, causing Crosshair to quirk his eyebrow with curiosity, “And this is?” You settle yourself back at his side and he pulls you into his lap before you place the fabric in his hands, “For you!” you say as he runs the fabric through his hands, it’s silky to the touch, and he hums in apparent approval of the material. “I was thinking about how you get over-stimulated, and this might help when you want to relax with me.”  His eyes shift from the fabric to you, “You want to blindfold me cyar’ika?” Something in the way he looked at you made a shiver run up your spine and the heat rise in your cheeks and thighs. “O-only if you want to!” you squirm a little in his lap, and you feel the hand he had resting on your ass squeeze a little. “Go ahead.” You could hear the softness in his otherwise blunt response, and smile at his confirmation. Taking the fabric from his hand, you straddle his lap so you can carefully wrap the material round his eyes, making sure it covered enough to not let any light in, but not too tight to cause discomfort. Cupping his face in both your hands you brush your thumb over his cheek, “How’s that feel?” He hums under his breath, languidly moving his hands along your waist, “Mm- not bad.”  “Good.” you whisper, brushing your lips over his, making him catch his breath. “Are you going to play with me cyar’ika, is that it?” his words would sound sterner if not for the slight neediness in his voice and the heat beginning to flush his cheeks. “Only a little bit,” you resume peppering his jaw with kisses, his breath hitching just a little more, “But mostly I’m just going to give you all the love you deserve.” A low moan escapes his lips, catching him by surprise, “K-kriff cyare. What’re you doing to me...”  You respond by running one of your hands up the back of his neck, tilting his head backwards so you can slowly run your tongue over his exposed throat, drawing a deeper, lower moan out of him. His hands return to your ass, pulling your hips closer to his, making you feel the rising heat through the seat of his blacks. You can’t help yourself but slowly grind on him while you keep his head in place to kiss along his throat, drawing moans from both of you. How his cyare looked after him, he didn’t deserve you, he thought to himself. This was going to be a long, sweet night. 

[hee-blee-art]

konstantine in his armour <3

[image ID: a digital drawing of sir konstantine, a tall buff knight with tan skin, long copper hair, and short beard. he is shown in a full suit of armour and holding his sword, the visor of his helmet lifted to show his face, which is flushed and sweaty. he wears a banner with a black and red coat of arms featuring a white winged lion with a sun halo. next to the first drawing is a buts of him with his helmet closed, showing the intricate swirl decals on the white gold trimming of his helmet and paldrons. the background is yellow with sun and star decorations. the second image is a detail crop of konstantine’s face. end ID]

[poryqons]

razleberrie!!!!!!!!

[ilkkawhat]

insp & suggested by this anon

[evansbby]

those porn ads are like 90% of the time AI it scares me…like its bad enough to put pornish stories on ads but to circumvent paying real people to act in it is insane

Are you sure? How so? I swear they’re just badly acted serials lol like the actors are real???