#thirsty for love

[moontaeddybear]

170214 The Show Limitless

[navybrat817]

I need this man to fuck me disrespectfully, please and thank you. ❤️‍🔥

[unintentionalseductress]

Bunny Breeding

Warnings: MDNI, breeding kink, pet play, slight hybrid fetish

Xavier loves breeding his little bunny girl.

You're giggling as he chases you around the apartment while you wear a ridiculously short skirt with a cotton ball tail right at the top of your ass, a rabbit ear head band on top of your hair. Your tits bounce freely as you look for a place to hide but Xavier has already found you.

With a predatory chuckle he pounces and traps you under him on the sofa.

"No point in struggling little bunny," He murmurs in your ear, licking the shell. His large hands hold your hips and raise your ass, creating a a tempting arch in your back, his hand flipping up the flimsy skirt. His hot erection springs free against your plushy bottom before he adjusts himself, finding your moist core with ease, drawing a quavering moan from you as he stretches you open deliciously, bottoming out and filling you with his length so satisfyingly.

Your cries of pleasure are accompanied by a smile as your cheek is pressed into the cushions, squirming in faux protest as he pistons in and out of your willingly wet pussy.

"Thought you could run away from me did you?" His palm possessively cups the swell of your ass and squeezes. "Thought you could hop away without letting me breed your sweet little pussy?" Xavier grits his teeth as your walls involuntarily clench around him.

"Clearly you needed to be bred my little bunny. Your cunt keeps sucking me in, pulling me deeper and closer to your womb. Do you want me to fill up those fertile walls? Knock you up with my kits and make you a bunny mama?"

The words are growled hotly in your ears and all you can do is whimper, your rationality flying out the window.

"Yes...breed my little bunny pussy...I want your kits..." you whine, the lewd sounds of skin slapping skin filling the air.

"That's a good girl. Raise those hips for me. Wouldn't want to waste this precious load now." You do as requested, your pussy slick from your arousal.

"Please make me a mama...I need you to fill me..."

Your soft pleading mewls are his undoing, and with a final thrust, Xavier buries himself inside your pussy, his cock twitching as his hot seed is released into your awaiting womb.

© unintentionalseductress original work | no copying, plagiarizing or translating

[saltedbirdcat]

Screaming at this scene in the book

Glinda wants that cookie so effin bad 😭 her glindussy is PURRING

[strapped-and-beheaded]

something I don't see people talk about with Sydney is their theme of accountability. They cannot take responsibility for their own desires.

no matter how corrupted they won't ever say they wanted this out loud, there is like 1 encounter they initiate, they need you to change their hair.

they did everything they did for the temple and for school and for their parent, nothing for themselves. then that devotion turns to you.

I think about their hair so much, they say "I keep my hair natural because Jordan likes it" they look at the magazines at the hairdresser longingly, you can't suggest anything they don't want. But they continue to say "thanks for changing my hair" I am probably not quoting it right but the wording was so delibarate, this is what YOU wanted, they are only happy they submitted to you.

the only event where they initiate the encounter, while working the sex shop together they cuff themselves in the basement and wait for you to "take advantage of them" all playful and cute (it is cute until they do it three times in a row in a day and you just want to get your +sirris love and leave)

if you uncuff them with high lust and corruption, they cuff you instead, and if you refuse here too they just, they freeze if you make noise and sirris gets you free. otherwise they just, leave, Sirris has to resque you, it's weird it's odd

I think Sydney kinda shuts off when you fully reject their advances because they are doing what YOU desire right? you made them like this, they're supposed to be an extention of you.(forever two as one? temple teachings at it again??) literally can't comprehend they had a single selfish impulse seperate from anyone else's expectations.

anyway Sydney is fucked in the head as anyone else in this town even tho they are my sweetiepie pookie bear they need mood stabilizers so so baddd

[storiesoflilies]

warning: nsfw, 18+, mdni.

thinking about toji fushiguro and the way he loves to press warm kisses just behind your ear, his lips trailing slowly to the back of your neck, and all the way down your spine. his arms are caging you in, and his body blankets yours, his heat and weight overwhelming you in the most delicious way possible, because he’s just so fucking big and he’s on top of you and it all just feels so good.

you can try and bury your face deeper into the pillow to try and hide how much you love all this, but toji would see right through you.

because god, he always knows exactly what he’s doing, he always has. nobody else knows you better, after all. nobody else knows what makes you tick, or just how to tease you so much that it makes your skin flush and you forget how to even breathe.

he slides his hand over yours, rough and impossibly warm. “why’r you hiding from me, pretty thing?”

but you can’t say anything at all.

all you can do is let out an exceptionally embarrassing whine.

toji chuckles lowly, and you can feel his lips pull back in a smirk, his breath hot against your lower back. your skin gets all clammy, and you tense up as goosebumps flare up on your arms and legs.

you know that he loves this.

he loves teasing you and riling you up so badly that your practically melting into your wrinkled bedsheets, begging him for more and more, because you feel that you’ll die if you don’t get that sweet release from him right there and then.

toji hums.

“oh, i wonder what my baby wants from me.”

and then his fingers are gliding over the curve of your ass, going round and round in circles, each time getting closer to where you need him the most. you let out a muffled moan, pathetically biting down hard on the pillow. his lips are back behind your ear, biting and nipping at your soft lobe.

toji wants to give everything to you, he wants to give you his all and make you feel all sorts of pleasure.

but he also loves this too.

the power.

“use your words.”

his voice is raspy, cooing at you and making your brain go dumb for everything except him and his touch.

“c’mon, sweetheart.”

he brushes against your sweet spot. it’s such a featherlight touch, but you’re so sensitive and desperate for it that it feels more like a cosmic explosion. stars dance behind your closed lids, and you can’t help but moan again as a searing heat pools to your lower belly. you know toji wants you to beg, he’s waiting for it, but it’s so hard to think and string together words in a coherent sentence when you’re so consumed by him.

but eventually, you will give into him.

because you always do.

“please,” you finally pleaded, broken and breathless and utterly desperate. “toji, please.”

and something in him snaps.

before you can say another word, a calloused palm finds your jaw and tilts your head backwards for him to claim your lips in a hot, needy kiss. a hand roughly slides underneath you, flipping you over before you can even register what’s happening. you let out a gasp, but toji swallows it whole as his lips captures yours again, his tongue slipping between your lips and dancing over your tongue.

“you gonna let me take care of you, baby?” he groans between kisses, settling himself more firmly between your legs.

“y-yeah,” you stutter weakly, your lips tingling and probably bruised.

then, you feel it.

his cock.

it’s hard and thick, scorchingly hot as toji begins to grind himself against your needy hole. even now, he just can’t stop teasing you, still wanting you to absolutely fall apart beneath him where you’re all safe and warm. and with every shallow thrust, he slips in just a fraction deeper.

and deeper.

and deeper.

just a little more.

you moan as he finally sinks into you, and it’s absolutely filthy – the way you’re just so full, stretched to your limit, and it’s still mind-blowing every time, no matter how many times he’s had you.

“that’s it,” toji groans, a hint of satisfaction in his all too smug voice.

he gives out a deep, guttural moan as he bottoms out, his hips flush against yours, and you can feel every ridge of muscle and power building up behind him. your nails instinctively dig into his bicep, anchoring yourself against something – anything – and toji’s forehead drops down to touch yours. his green eyes bore into you, and at first it’s full of adoration, reverence even. until he grips your thigh, pulling it around his waist, and they turn a shade darker when you let out a broken cry of his name at the new sensation.

“yeah, baby. say my name again. let me hear you.”

and with a snap of his hips, he rolls into you with the most obscene plap! plap! plap! noises filling the room. toji’s pace is relentless as he absolutely drills into you, like he wants to push a part of himself to live inside you forever. you know he’ll do it, he’ll spend all night trying if he has to, determined to leave the both of you in a trembling mess of love and spent ecstasy.

you know that you’re in for a very long night.

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[illiana-mystery]

Bad boys, Bad boys!

[velveteenoutlaw]

[amiinkles]

Grief

Alt version below cut

Ok yeah I'm thinking about minos lore again...

Listening to the requiem leitmotif makes me so sad for him everytime...I can just imagine him crying in the flesh prison while knowing that his own corpse is dismantling the very thing he built and treasured, the people he loved too much

My own sort of hc for him as that he weeps a lot after dying by Gabriel's hands, not from being stuck in a prison or dying a painful and unjust death, but because he is imagining how much his people are suffering

In a way I kind of see a bit of a link with the God in Ultrakill, forever haunted by what they have done to their 'children'

But idk maybe I'm just talking out of my ass here lol I just really love adding my own interpretations and such to existing lore, and Ultrakill lore also pokes at my religious trauma a bit

I hope you like my rambling cuz there's gonna be a lot more coming..,.

[ftmsteveraglan]

the fnaf movie really was a win for bisexuals. we got:

-sad pathetic wet cat short king who's actually a single mother

-evil dilf who's canonically gross and stinky and calls himself daddy

-perfect angel woman who has never done anything wrong in her entire life fighting through the horrors™

-matpat

[pinkmelodie]

Bbf!Jason who hates your ex.. .

~ 18+

“Can you believe this? his following is still filled with other girls! Did he even like me at all??” You whine, scrolling through your ex’s instagram who you swore to Jason you already blocked.

“and it’s like I should be pissed at him, but at the same time I just want to be with him again!” You ramble, oblivious to the grip on your hip tightening in frustration. “I should text him. No, wait, shit, should I text him?” You asked, turning to your bestfriend who’s currently holding your hips up.

“are you seriously asking me about your ex while I’m balls deep inside you?” He groaned while rubbing scarred hands along your hips.

You fiddled with the sheets for a moment before frowning, “…well do you agree?”

He glares and before you can even think he's pushing your face into the pillow and quickening his pace until he’s slamming his pulsing cock directly into your sweet spot. Your eyes roll back with every brutal thrust and you can’t even catch your breath, loud moans of his name being muffled by his scarred hands entangled in your hair and shoving your face down. You’re drooling over the pillow, pussy squelching on his dick. You’re a mess, yet he just hums and admires the cockdrunk haze you settle in that stops you from whining about your shitty ex for once.

I mean come on, you could do so much better. He could treat you so much better, If only you’d let him.

~ ~ ~ Sorry for slow uploads! I don’t even have an excuse tbh. I’m just a lazy mf. Heres some food tho!

[bird-inacage]

A First Kanaphan Gifset | First + All the Boys I've Kissed (2024-)

I know it's established news that First has been collecting GMMTV boys like trophies, but it's sort of hilarious to recap. I haven't included Fluke (from The Shipper) because this is just on-screen kissing and I saw no actual lip-to-lip contact.

(Also, I made this pre-THK airing. Not gonna lie, I want First to add Joongdunk to his collection. I would dig it if Kant kissed Fadel just to wind him up, and/or Style just to make their respective boyfriends jealous).

[unintentionalseductress]

Can I please have a number 2 with Zayne? that soft dom praise kink... *bites lip*

Oh Zayne would be so good at praising us, especially given how much he cares for our well-being. I'd give anything for a secret times card where he calls us his good little slut.

Praise --------

"Open." Zayne whispers the command with a touch of authority and you obediently part your lips, allowing him to push his index into your mouth. The digit strokes your tongue and you suck wantonly.

His free hand cups your breast, squeezing temptingly, feeling your nipple grow hard against his palm.

"You're so responsive..."He murmurs approvingly before lowering his head and capturing the bud between his lips. You hum in pleasure, the noise muffled against his finger. He leaves the nipple with a wet plop, and trails kisses down your neck as his fingers tweak your other peak.

"So sweet and warm. You're a sight for the eyes you know?" He pulls the wet finger from your mouth and strokes it along your damp slit. Your thighs automatically part for him and he growls lowly in his throat.

"Such a perfect little slut. My own personal fucktoy. Doing exactly what I wanted her to do." He strokes your inner thighs, feeling the quiver of the muscles, then spreads your folds apart to reveal your drenched sex.

"I love it when you unashamedly show me how turned on you are. Make me want to reward you." His finger starts to trace slow circles on your clit, drawing a whine from you. "But not yet." He flicks your clit with enough force to send a jolt through your body, then soothes it with a gentle stroke. He repeats this cycle until your senses are a mess and you're aching for more. Your core is slick with anticipation, the flicks delivering a soft kind of pain that makes your insides squirm.

"Look at how your clit throbs for me. Maybe we should give her some respite hmm?" Zayne's tongue darts out to taste your arousal, the slick wetness dragged up onto your sensitive nub. He seals his lips around it and sucks, and sparks of pleasure shoot up under your skin.

He laves your clit tenderly, concentrating the pressure on the center and moving the tip of his tongue in circles. Your voice keens as he pushes towards the edge, and with a punch of heat to your gut, you cum satisfyingly on his tongue, his name falling from your lips.

Zayne licks you through the aftershocks before withdrawing. "Such a good girl." He pushes your hair away from your face and kisses you, letting you taste your essence on his tongue.

"The most perfect, obedient, little thing."

[edorazzi]

I almost forgot it was Sunday, eek! 😱

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[jay-wasstuff]

[wearecrowley]

Crowley's hands 2 of ? (part 1)