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#and a thirst for blood
lilacthebooklover ยท 3 months
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here's hoping canon doesn't end up shipping any of the fallen heroes with each other because i've already built up an entire found family sibling dynamic for their past selves inside of my head. eternal sugar's the youngest, mystic flour the oldest (shadow milk may seem like the leader atm but his middle child energy is THERE). silent salt takes on the responsibility of keeping the group out of trouble (it's tricky, but they've grown accustomed to their friends' antics). burning spice declares themselves the others' biggest protector (they will throw hands with anyone who so much as glances at their siblings friends the wrong way). eternal sugar & shadow milk are so good at making everyone smile and laugh but also they're absolute gremlins who can and will start a ridiculously extreme prank war on a whim (shadow is not subtle in the slightest and cackles at the top of his lungs, sugar plays innocent while sporting the most devious smirks known to cookiekind). mystic flour is like a mentor to the younger four, the glue that holds them together and the light that guides them towards staying on the right track. spice & shadow regularly fight each other on and off their training grounds as a weird way to show affection, flour & salt pretend to be exasperated but find it endearing, they all value each other so much and share a house together while still protecting earthbread. they're entirely platonic and entirely family and until their soul jam corrupts, they care about each other more than anything <33
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dykestache ยท 3 months
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new heart bong ๐Ÿซ€
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archerinventive ยท 7 months
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"I'm going out to get a bite to drink". - George Hamilton
Happy Thirst Trap Thursday.
Wishing you all a wonderfully spooky season. ๐Ÿง›๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿ•ธ๏ธโค๏ธ
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azuneekun ยท 6 months
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sorry, you were the first person in my crosshairs when i searched 'seb vampire'. Sebastian would make a terrible vampire, and im telling you this because, again, you were the first in my sighst. He would make a terribele vampire, because wheres the flair? the drama? Gods, hed look abhorent in a cape.
seb would be a terrible vampire
fight me, stardew fandom
um do u think i care about theatrics when im drawing some basement dwelling e-boy horny n covered in blood? ๐Ÿคจ
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elfilibusterismo ยท 1 year
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Happy birthday, Taeju-ssi.
๋ฐ•์ฅ โ€” THIRST 2009 | dir. Park Chan-wook
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nyxvuxoa ยท 23 days
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Spencer Charnas from Ice Nine Kills โคท Welcome to Horrorwood Finale / Meet in Greet Pt. 2 | MV, 2023
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yuanology ยท 7 months
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nanami kento is not the type of man to regret many things. regret will only take root in one's heart and turn them into a rotten monster, one filled with so much sorrow and grief that they are unable to even shift their finger. being a reformed jujutsu sorcerer has taught him such.
so, kento makes a point of always leaving without regrets and with a thousand nightmares saddled upon his shoulders. that's fine. kento is good at coping with nightmares and monsters under the bed.
yet, when you are here, smiling down at him as if you are genuinely so pleased that he's right here rather than a thousand miles away, kento is beginning to realise that he does have regrets, after all.
"come on." your palm presses flat over his cheek, cradling his jaw as if he's something fragile, or perhaps something precious. he doubts it's the latter. the both of you have been tainted with too much hurt to be anything beautiful anymore. "i've missed you so, kento. can't you give me one more tonight?"
kento should know better. after all, this is precisely why he has been avoiding dipping his toe into the jujutsu world. but favours have been demanded, and strings have been pulled, and you have held him too close, and he was back in your bed again, blinking up at you past his tears as if nothing has changed.
"too much," he murmurs. his voice isn't slurred yet, but he knows it'll be soon. kento doesn't like losing control very much for anything, but you're extremely skilled at making him give it all up for you, so he was fighting a losing war from the very start. that's fine, too, he supposes. he misses you too much to hate you for it right now.
your smile turns indulgent, a little condescending, and kento wants to kiss you so, so badly that it hurts.
"you can take it." you lean in, pressing your mouth to the crown of his head, and kento is suddenly twenty years old again with both of your arms thrown around him and your lips pressed right where you're still kissing him now, and he's leaving.
he's here now, and he's taking you the way he's never allowed himself to have you before, and nanami kento has so many regrets and every single fucking one of them wears your name and wields your smile.
"okay." kento forces himself to relax, to let you to sink into him deeper because you're here. you're right here and so is he, and if either of you are going to regret this come morning, then kento will do something worth remembering as well.
"good boy." he earns himself another kiss, to his hairline this time, and your hands tighten around his hips. kento lets out a sigh, sinking into the mattress underneath him, and finally allows himself be swallowed by the weight of your presence caging him in at the moment.
when you start moving, kento's heels dig into the small of your back and an ugly, desperate sound escapes his lips. before his hands can curl around the sheets, you catch them in your own. your fingers are intertwining themselves with his, and kento can only exist with awe as both his hands are pressed against the mattress on either side of his head. you press down on him, using it to anchor yourself as your hips keep fucking into him with steady pressure, and kento realises belatedly that half the reason why you can let go of your grip on his hips is because of his own legs caging your waist.
a soft sound escapes kento's throat at the sight; a whimper, a moan. you catch onto it, smile, and kiss it away as if it's a bruise that needs to be healed.
and, well. kento hadn't realised it until your mouth is sealing over his that it isโ€” he feels raw all over, an exposed nerve flayed open above burning fire, suffocating all over, but he doesn't think he has ever felt more alive than he does in this moment. the sheets stick to his skin, and his hair is plastered against his forehead, and you're still looking at him like he's a miracle.
"kento." your voice is heavy, laden with the sound of your pleasure and exertion. kento has never heard his own name sound that way before: carrying so much weight, so much affection and reverence. it's terrifying.
it's beautiful. he has never felt more beautiful before.
he murmurs your name in return, clenching down on you, and he is entranced by the sight of your fluttering eyelids, of his name once again drifting from your lips in a feathery sigh. kento's own breaths stuttered at the sound, and he wants this all of a sudden. he wants all of it back. he wants you back.
nanami kento does not bode well with regrets, but you are one of the very few things in the world worth regretting. he regrets not listening, not asking you to come with him, not doing every single hideous and ugly thing he had thought of but never dared to commit. he regrets a whole lot of things all of a sudden, and it should feel like a burden but it feels like catharsis instead.
because in spite of his regrets, you are still here. years have passed by, and neither of you had stood still while waiting for the other, but you had still allowed him to carve a tiny, fleeting space into your life. it should be arbitrary, but it isn't. it isn't.
kento's back arches when he comes, fingers squeezing around yours, and his eyes roll back so far into his skull that he swears he can see the gods he doesn't believe in him smile at him. this is your second chance, they all seem to be saying to him, and kento doesn't actually need them to tell him that. he knows, and he intends to seize it.
he feels you fill him up, following his high swiftly after, as he shakes through the aftershocks. your voice reverberates from your chest and over to his ribs, rattling his heart and lungs, and kento can't breathe all of a sudden. i can have this, he thinks, dazed and high off sex and dopamine and revelations. i can have all of this.
you lift yourself up from him slightly, torsos still pressed against each other's comfortably. you're turning your head, likely about to ask him if he's doing okay because you're a good person like that, always have been a good person like that. even in his darkest moments, kento has always known your kindness. in the pits of hell, you are his light. you are what guides him back to port; you are what guides him back here, in hell or in heaven, he doesn't know anymore. this must be hell because it reeks with death, but you are here so it must be heaven. it is neither and it is both and it doesn't matter because kento is here with you and heaven or hell, both can be conquered as long as you were with him.
kento tries his best to live a life without regret and with such in mind, he reaches out and chases your lips with his. "don't go," he murmurs, soft against your lips, soft enough he hopes that you will see enough of it in him to at least hesitate before you go. "stay the night."
he never had to worry. your hand untangles from his, curling around his nape, and then your mouth his slotting over his once again. "okay," you tell him, just as soft. "i'll stay."
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andi-o-geyser ยท 5 months
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all my favourite characters are just me seeing them and going "damn you sure do clean up well but I'd much rather see you grinning with blood between your teeth"
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twistcmyk ยท 1 year
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kirbyskisses ยท 10 months
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miguel murmurs โ€œpobrecitaโ€ when you squirm on his lap as if he isnโ€™t the cause of your pained whimpers.
youโ€™re a poor little thing, gasping out little pleasured cries as he licks away the drops of blood on your neck. red drips from the deep cuts on the column of your throat; left from his fangs as a sign half of affection and half of possessiveness.
he moans and exhales deeply against you, cock hardened and veiny inside you, before kissing the abused skin. he runs his tongue along the train and hums at the salty and metallic taste.
tiny nicks of red and brown cover your form, his claws and fangs having dug equally striking marks into the fat of your thighs, ass and hips.
โ€œit hurts doesnโ€™t it?โ€ he rocks you gently, which while a comfort from the pain only serves to make more pathetic sounds leave you as his cock squelches against your sweet spot. โ€œtaking the pain so well for meโ€ฆque ricaโ€ฆโ€
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fayevalcntine ยท 5 months
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What comes out of humans, it's just so much sweeter. Stop acting so humane! You're not even human.
Claudia from Interview with the Vampire (2022) Tae-ju from ๋ฐ•์ฅ - Thirst (2009)
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frenchonionsoop ยท 4 months
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i watched the other homoerotic detective show
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draxua ยท 4 months
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How I think they're like in bed with little to no explanation unless asked for elaboration, if you see more head canons for others, it's because I'm biased.
Gonna make another part for this cause I'm sleepy rn
TANJIRO | OBANAI | MITSURI | GENYA | SANEMI | RENGOKU
:: All minors are aged up
:: CW ::
| Knife play, masochism, blood,
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๐—ง๐—”๐—ก๐—๐—œ๐—ฅ๐—ข ๐—ž๐—”๐— ๐—”๐——๐—ข
:: Service Sub
:: Touchy cannot handle anything without having some physical contact
:: Slight Exhibitionism
:: Praise
๐—ข๐—•๐—”๐—ก๐—”๐—œ ๐—œ๐—š๐—จ๐—ฅ๐—ข
:: Brat taming
:: Overwhelming praise
:: Edging//Overstimulation
:: Masochism
:: Hair pulling
๐— ๐—œ๐—ง๐—ฆ๐—จ๐—ฅ๐—œ ๐—ž๐—”๐—ก๐—ฅ๐—ข๐—๐—œ
:: Titty sucking
:: Squirting
:: Oral sex
:: Praise
:: Scissoring
:: Dry humping
:: Overstimulation
:: Pillow princess
๐—š๐—˜๐—ก๐—ฌ๐—” ๐—ฆ๐—›๐—œ๐—ก๐—”๐—ญ๐—จ๐—š๐—”๐—ช๐—”
:: Free use kink
:: Ruined orgasm
:: Begging
:: Mistress//Master//Mommy kink
:: Dry humping
:: Bondage//gagging//restriction
:: Exhibitionism
:: Praise mixed with humiliation
๐—ฆ๐—”๐—ก๐—˜๐— ๐—œ ๐—ฆ๐—›๐—œ๐—ก๐—”๐—ญ๐—จ๐—š๐—”๐—ช๐—”
:: Hardcore Masochism ; Scratching, bruising, bleeding
:: Air play
:: Breeding kink
:: Mommy kink
:: Knife kink
:: Brat taming
:: Body praise... but also degradation
:: Free use kink
:: Marking// Name carving
๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—ก๐—š๐—ข๐—ž๐—จ ๐—ž๐—ฌ๐—ข๐—๐—จ๐—ฅ๐—ข
:: Service Sub
:: Praise
:: Phycial touch (makes it fun for bondage)
:: Hair pulling
:: Oral sex//Pussy eating
:: Hickey markings
:: Wax play
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๐’๐”๐๐๐Ž๐‘๐“ ๐Œ๐˜ ๐–๐Ž๐‘๐Š ๐๐˜ ๐‘๐„๐๐‹๐Ž๐†๐†๐ˆ๐๐† <3
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missglaskin ยท 4 months
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I don't know how people never thought of this before, but I'm pretty sure Aemon Targaryen, son of Jaehaerys, has a size kink. Look how tall this man is, he can intimidate anyone
For this to work the reader is described as short and also afabย 
Oh, he definitely has it, heโ€™s described as standing at 6โ€™2. You can see how he takes delight at times in teasing you of your height, watching as you struggle to reach for something before stepping in to assist, or that smug smile of his when you have to tiptoe to reach him for a kiss.ย 
He starts to notice the impact it has on himself- how easily he can tower over you, how small your hands feel against his as he fucks you. Allowing you time to adjust to his size, "too big" you would whimper as you squeezed his hand all while he praises you for taking him so well.
Aemon doesnโ€™t like harming you; heโ€™s a gentle lover. However, he enjoys the subtle control it gives him over you. How easy it is for him to crush you under his weight, aligning his hips with yours as he viciously hits your sweet spot. How easy it is to corner you against the wall, too eager that he'll hastily undo his belts and trousers to free his cock. His long fingers dig into your skin as he lifts your leg to his waist with his other hand covering your mouth to keep you quiet.
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starrierknight ยท 7 months
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thinking about sitting on vampire!choso's face rn while on your period and smearing blood n cum over his lips as he diligently eats you out. he sobs and keens into your cunt, urging you to keep fucking his mouth and using him as you please as he's smothered by your soft, plush thighs wrapped around his head. his fingers gripping your hips to help drag your clit against his tongue as he laps up your essence and moans against you. he just gets so pussydrunk and so infatuated with your blood staining his lips that even if you fuck yourself into overstimulating on his face, he'll beg and beg for it all over again.
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drill-peck ยท 1 year
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just try and take it from her (very real photograph taken by @realpokemon)
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