#don't thirst

[littlestfuzz]

I never ever posted this on tumblr!!! welp

#don't starve #wortox #suggestive #lingerie #stockings #thigh garter #furry #don't thirst

[eluminium]

Impulse: talking about how cool it was to reach 1 mil subs Someone in chat: Skizz is gonna overtake you soon

Impulse, no hesitation, with his entire impussy:

G O O D.

I can't wait. I can't wait! Honestly I would LOVE- I would ABSOLUTELY love to see Skizz pass me in everything. Subs, views, everything. Dude deserves it. I've been dreaming about that since I started. Him coming along and making his way up and overtaking me and me riding- I'll ride his coattails for a while, you know!

#impulsesv #skizzleman #imp and skizz #they are so besties #don't look at me #impulse loves skizz so much it's not even funny #a man with an endless thirst to be the best at what he does and yet he dreams of his best friend succeeding more than him #a guy with unstoppable ambition and all he wants is that his bestie reaches beyond anyone else #they are so platonic ideal i don't even know what to say #imp and skizz everyone #this was from the 19/2/2024 stream btw #just for those who are interested #dose of impulse #dose of skizz

[kikarouflames]

Just another perfect official art of this man.

Gorgeous side profile? Check. Titties? Check. Biteable collarbone? Check. Iconic grey shirt? Check. Tiny waist? Check. Nice hips? Check. Cunty pose? Check. Silky black hairs? Check.

All in all he is serving the finest of looks here. And I am feasting on this man.

#don't mind me just thirsting over levi #i want him #levi ackerman #attack on titan #aot #levi aot #levi #levi attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #snk #levi x reader #levi ackerman x you #levi x you #levi ackerman x reader #levi x y/n #levi ackerman x y/n

[ash-and-starlight]

modern au and esen’s honkers are haunting the instagram feed

#id in alt text #yea this was inspired by That watermelon smashing vid #if u don’t know what i’m talking about you’re living a more peaceful life than i am #at first I was like hm maybe this is a bit too ooc for ouyang #then I remembered the 'doEs GeNerAL Xu pLAY thE FLuTE???' and I was like nah ok it checks out #no filter & accidentally revealing how much of a gayass he is is how he rolls #also rip Ma she's just trying to hang out with her boygf and that hideous Pest that Wretched Thang that useless twink #just manifests wherever zhu is and ruins the mood #she deserves to hatecrime him as much as possible #also I don't think esen is 100% aware he's posting blatant thirst traps. his insta is mostly pics of his horses and his beautiful eagle #then one vid of him doing mounted archery that breaks the internet for 3 weeks #rinse and repeat #also yeah wang's special skill is starting shit in the comments section #he would absolutely thrive in the toxic waste that is social media fights #ty for reading this far. more unhinged takes at 5 #esen-temur #zhu yuanzhang #ma xiuying #general ouyang #the radiant emperor #she who became the sun #he who drowned the world #my art

[uglynicc]

How I used to draw turians:

How I draw turians now:

Proof you really just gotta stay thirsty to draw what you love better 🕺💕

#i viscerally remember the torment of not being able to do turian fanart #and how mad I got every time I tried #but now I love drawing em and am happy with how they turn out most days🥹✨ #thirst is truly my motivation lol #kitchen sink doodles #kitchen sink rambles #also maybe y'all don't see the difference but I sure as hell do lol #i HATE all my early mass effect art #turian #mass effect #garrus vakarian #primarch victus #general oraka #tiran kandros

[yuanology]

thinking about 'hate' sex with geto suguru after he defects as his past lover before everything happened except it doesn't go the way you think it would.

the way you fuck him is practically the same as how you would take him before. he still takes your cock so well, and you always fuck him slow and hard instead of fast and sloppy just as he likes it. you still check in after entering him and you always give him time to readjust before you start fucking into him with intent. you still make sure that he comes before he does, that he's satisfied by the end of each session.

except, it's now missing the familiarity it once held. you don't hold his hands anymore, fingers interlacing and pressed against the mattress as he takes you so well, choosing instead to press your palm over the expanse of his hips instead. you never fuck him on his back anymore, keeping his face pressed against the pillows so that you don't look at his face. you always wear a condom so that he can't feel you — or, on the days when he can convince you to bypass that (because he's not a whore. he's only yours, always has been. he's clean for you, okay?), you always pull out before you can fill him up to the brim.

and, look, he can cope with that, okay? he knows he messed up. it's good enough that you even want to see him at all.

but he's also so terribly selfish. and if there's anything he can't live with in this current arrangement, it's two things: one, the fact that you never kiss him anymore when you used to pepper so much of that all over his skin, his face, his lips until he suffocated on your taste, and; two, the fact that you never call him suguru anymore.

"shit." your voice is a low grunt, hovering over the shell of his ear. your breath is ragged, and he can tell that you're already getting close. he's already come earlier and now, he's just lying on his front, taking your attempts to chase after your own high like the good boy that he is.

he whines past the overstimulation, clawing at the sheets. he's glad that you made him fold his knees underneath his chest so now, he doesn't have to hold himself upright. he just has to let himself be pulled in by you, used by you, held up and fucked thoroughly by you. his entire world comes down to just you; the feeling of you inside him, around him, suffocating him.

(but never with him.)

"i'm close," you warn him. as if it matters. as if you'll let him take it the way he used to. you're not wearing a condom, which means that he can feel your pre-cum dripping inside him. he whines once again at the feeling, his hips moving to meet your every thrust.

he takes it as an opportunity to beg anyway. "inside," he gasps out. "i want you inside, please."

you don't listen to him. "fuck, geto." and there it is again, his name but not his given name. never his given anymore. he has given you everything—his heart, his future, his name—but you never want it. no, you don't want it anymore.

you don't want him anymore.

as if you want to rub more salt into the wound, you pull out right as he finishes that line of thought. his hole gapes at the sudden emptiness, twitching as it begs to be filled once again — to be filled by you.

however, you ignore his wants. he hears you wrap your hand around your cock, tugging once, twice, before you're spilling all over his hole, dripping into it, but never inside him.

a choked sound escapes his throat, a sob and a moan all at once. he claws at the sheets one more time, his face burying in the pillow to hide the ugly want and hurt painted all over his face. it shouldn't hurt anymore. this is something that's already been established. you don't want him, you won't even use him to find your own pleasure, won't even stain him and fill him up with your cum despite how often you used to tell him that you loved coming inside of him.

his body shakes and he feels your hand coming to rest on his shoulders, running a smooth line down the length of his spine. you're talking, but he can't hear you with the way that the entire world feels as if it's underwater. he understands what you're telling him all the same. stay here. i'll be back. he's still shaking when you leave, the hotel room he's rented for this very purpose tonight feeling emptier than ever.

he still doesn't move.

stay here.

you didn't kiss him before you went.

but he's not your suguru anymore, and he has long lost the right to being yours.

i'll be back.

#this has been sitting in brain for a long long time #you don't want to know how long i've been thinking of this #geto suguru #geto suguru x reader #male reader #sub character #sub geto suguru #dom reader #sub jjk #( thirsts. )

[hoshigray]

I'm coming for MAPPA's necks bc what the actual fuck is wrong with them

#they weren't kidding when they said they'd add anime only sequences bc H U H!!?? #i don't remember him biting a fish in the manga bc if i did i would've made so many fish thirst statements ages ago #MAPPA....imma statngle y'all [out of horniness love] #that's how i want him to bite me like idk???? #𝑯𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒊 ˖⁺‧₊˚🎐˚₊‧⁺˖ 𝑫𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒚 #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen season 2 #jjk #jjk s2 #jujutsu kaisen spoilers #jjk spoilers #toji #toji fushiguro #jujutsu kaisen toji #fushiguro toji #toji zenin #daddy toji #dilf toji #jujutsu kaisen anime

[rosedom]

"abyss!aether" this, "traveler!aether" that . . . lameeeeeee

i'm fucking him over the edge of my bed if he's evil or not. he's crying on my cock, begging for my cum regardless of if he's got to go to a meeting with an abyss mage or ask another archon about his sister in the next hour. aether's gonna have his ass up and cunt open for me whether or not he's seen the horrors of khaenri'ah first-hand.

"abyss!aether is such a rough dom !" is he? is he really? 'cos last i remembered, he was begging me to cream his pretty cunt and not the other way around.

"traveler!aether would be so gentle as he dommed u !" no he wouldn't. he'd moan and mewl as you gently fucked him, and not the other way around.

abyss prince or traveler, i'm gonna have aether spread open on the floor with soft pillows under his back as i eat him out. pussy from a good guy tastes just as good as pussy from an evil one (⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠´⁠꒳⁠`⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠)

#guys these r hcs don't yell at me pls #💀💀 believe in ur own headcanons #sub aether #aether smut #genshin smut #sub genshin #genshin thirst #ftm smut #anyway ! back to scheduled programming .

[littlestfuzz]

got milk?

this is canon in the game. I am surprised there's not more art of Mumsy... she's very darling.

#don't starve #dst fanart #don't thirst #nsft furry #mumsy #lactating kink #milk #teats #goat furry #personally i don't think goat teats are particularly objectionable but...

[venomous-qwille]

It's... him. You know the one. That dude by @naffeclipse. Yeah. Totally normal about him.

Definitely wanna try him again in this style! [ID: A digital inkbrush style image of SJ Eclipse. He reaches towards the viewer, blood smeared over his hands and chest- in his left hand he holds a cigar. The colours are red, purple and blue and highly saturated. /End ID]

#Don't you judge me for posting thirst for a third day straight. #I'm having a time over here ok #qwilledraws #I think the moon one is still my fave though #dca fandom #fnaf dca #fnaf security breach #fnaf eclipse #eclipse fnaf #sleuth jesters #tw suggestive #tw eyestrain #tw saturated colours

[onyourowndaisymae]

jes sent me official art of his hands so if anything this is her fault

thinking about solomon's hands again. long, soft fingers-- all of his dirtiest work is usually done by a demon, after all-- with short nails. his skin is porcelain, so pale and unblemished, another symptom of the immortality that keeps him in its grasp. they're lithe and oh so amazing. and when the tips of his fingers curl into that spongy, delightful spot deep in your cunt, stars illuminate your vision so vividly that you can't see the smirk on his face. thank god for those pretty, long fingers solomon has.

#i don't have any excuses for this #obey me smut #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #obey me nightbringer #obey me nb #obey me solomon #obey me solomon smut #obey me x reader #obey me solomon x reader #obey me thirst #otome

[yore-donatsu]

Training sketches to know to draw the Omnic “Moses” and... I had fun giving it more human expressions (the ironyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy !🤣)

#Overwatch #Overwatch 2 #OW2 #Fanart #Sketch #Ramattra #Their curiosity is so fascinating ! #Let them have interactions that enrich their thirst for knowledge and understanding of the world ! #I'm sure he would get along with Sigma !!! #Why don't they interact ? Blizzzzzzzzzzzard TT #I can imagine them being so focused on ants for hours #They looks like a lion from the way I drew them X''D #However the third sketch's so OCC but funny #This is just my reaction when: #One: The game servers crash in the middle of a (competitive) game - someone or me is kicked out #Two: When I play badly as a Tank (bc I'm not the best and I know it --'') #- I get insulted (in voice or in the chat) by my teammates and they suck more than me #Three: When I'm on a map I hate A LOT #To lighten the mood a bit I'll give you one of the nicknames I give to Ramattra #The Husbanbot #I want this tag to become official ! X''D

[takami-takami]

more on sexually repressed Keigo: he doesn't want to scare off his crush with his sex drive so every date is like edging himself almost?? it's so good but so painful and whenever they kiss him they press into him just hard enough he makes a strangled moan/ chirping noise in the back of his throat. yeahhhhhh

🪷 anon

Oh my God, those little makeout sessions at the end of your dates have simultaneously become the highlight of his week and the bane of his existence.

You're his first real crush, he thinks, and that brings with it a myriad of... disorienting feelings that go past just butterflies and innocent longing.

Keigo has a commendable will and ability to conceal his newly found desires; but oh my fucking god he wishes he didn't have to. He knows you want him, too. When he presses himself against you, feathers pick up on that pounding heartbeat not from your chest, but from between your thighs.

It makes him throb in more ways than one, too.

He swats the thoughts away, shooing them off like a dog at the foot of a table. He'll be damned if he doesn't do romance right by you. Oh, you'd think he's such a freak if you knew, he's convinced.

He can't have you thinking that; so with a huff, he squeezes your hand before dropping you off at your front door yet again. The fingers on his right hand twitch when you blow him a kiss. He buries them in his pocket, turning away with a wave on his left before he takes flight, all to go home and fuck that same fist raw for another agonizing night alone.

#mini ask event #don't actually shoo dogs away thats not nice this is just an analogy djfkkgkfkck #give them a snack theyre part of the family too #WELCOME NEW ANON!!! thank you for this ask it's right up my alley #sigh #repressed!keigo.... #🪷 anon #💌 asks #🖋 writing #hawks x reader #keigo takami x reader #bnha x reader #smut #🌶 spice #bnha thirst #mha thirst

[robertseanleonardthinker]

chase would absolutely have a tiktok where he exclusively uploads thirst traps except he only does it in the hospital while wearing his scrubs. ppl go insane for it (bc tiktok). house knows abt it and is waiting for the worst (parfect) time to bring it up. it'd turn into wilson's porno situation when he does

#his username would be some shit like drthirsttrap #idk i don't watch thirst tdaps #abs.md or smth #idk man #yk what post cancelled im too stupid for it #house md #robert chase #chase #dr chase

[yuanology]

it struck you suddenly, swiftly, with startling clarity one night that you had never expected gojo satoru to stay, only ever hoped that he would not leave so soon.

in every scenario you crafted in your head, it always ended with gojo satoru's back turned to you— walking away at a steady pace, never once sparing you a second glance backwards. why would he? he was gojo satoru, the strongest, god amongst men.

there was no good reason for him to stay, no good reason for him to crave more. he was with you because you were a thrill, but what would happen when the evenings grew stale and you stopped being enough? what would happen on the day you have outgrown your purpose, becoming merely another faceless passerby in satoru's life? it was certainly well into the realm of possibility. satoru met brilliant people every day. it was a wonder why he had stayed with you for so long.

so, gojo satoru would leave, and you would watch him go.

but he had not left yet, and you had not needed yet to watch him go, so you dragged him by the arm and shove him onto the mattress and you did not let him go. because as long as he was here, as long as he was choosing you for whatever godforsaken reason, then you would attend to his every need— you would pick him apart, and you would fuck him, and you would love him in the ugly way that you both only ever knew how to love.

teeth clashed against teeth, nicking at tongue and lips and drawing blood. there was nothing kind about the way you were grappling for his shirt, tugging it over his head. you did not pull away, because you did not want to see the fresh scars that had appeared on your skin— the product of his saviour complex cutting it at the nick of time, just as the blows were about to meet you instead.

"you idiot," you snarled against his mouth, because you hate him and you hate him and you hate him. How could a man designed for such greatness be so much of an idiot at the same time? "i had it handled."

satoru scoffed, a sound that bled out into a gasp when your teeth sunk into his jugular. "you would've died," he snapped back, his voice breathless. his hips bucked up. "you didn't even realise it was— fuck. you didn't even realise it was there until I got it," he said. "which, you're welcome, by the way— hah, not there."

satoru broke off into a moan, head tossing back against the pillows, baring more of his throat. you were merciless, biting and dragging your mouth all over the pale skin. his arms came to wrap around you, clawing at your back until you felt your shirt strain underneath his nails. you hissed at the sensation; he dug his nails harder. bastard.

"off," satoru said, digging his fingers into the space between your shoulder blades. a moan escaped you before you could stop it. "now. i wanna see you."

"you don't get to tell me to do shit," you bit out, but you still pulled back to tug your shirt over your head. you were on him once again in an instant, canines unsheathing to bite at the corners of his mouth, leaving fresh bruises all over his mouth. satoru merely parted his lips, a loud groan escaping his lips. pain slut.

satoru tried to reach for you, but you could read his body language like the morning newspaper. before he could blink, you had him flat on his back once again on the mattress, wrists pinned on top of his head underneath your right hand. with the way you were practically straddling his chest, he had no room to move— satoru tried to buck you off, but you didn't give.

after a short struggle, satoru finally slumped, pouting at you. "come on," he whined. "just fuck me already!"

"you shouldn't have done that," you said instead, insistent and futile.

satoru looked up at you, disgruntled. "you're still on about that?" he asked incredulously. "i'm naked underneath you, all hot and bothered, and you're still thinking about that?"

"you could have died," you repeated

"but I'm not dead," replied satoru dumbly.

and fuck. well, wasn't that the fucking point that satoru wasn't getting. he wasn't dead, yes, but he could have died doing something so reckless whilst being in a position where he wasn't supposed to do anything— he wasn't supposed to get hurt, death was not supposed to linger so close to him.

before you could reprimand him, however, satoru was blinking up at you with those damnable blue eyes, doing that thing he did where he angled his head so that his eyes would look bigger; shinier with the promise of unshed tears, just as you liked it.

fuck you, you thought, even as your free hand was already migrating to rest over his collarbones, a simple threat, a quiet promise.

"come on," satoru urged you again, rolling his hips against air. "we're both fine. if anything, you should reward me for saving you. isn't that how these things work?"

you snarled at him. "i ought to fuck you until you can't walk," you bit out. "until you can't do stupid shit like that again."

satoru let out a moan, elongated and exaggerated, and you wanted to punch him in the face. "isn't that exactly what i just said?" he simpered, blue eyes blinking at you. "c'mon. fuck me already!"

fuck you.

but you had never been good at denying gojo satoru anything, even when he was being a demanding brat, so you found yourself buried balls-deep in satoru anyway— his ass high in the air and his sounds being muffled by the sheets underneath him. your hand found a grip in his hip, the other having found purchase where it's buried into the tangled locks of his hair.

your hips rammed at inhumane speed, aiming repeatedly for satoru's prostate. you didn't have the patience to toy around with him this time around. satoru wailed beneath you, and you only fucked him harder, faster, rougher, because that's what he wanted and you didn't have the self-control to drag this out any longer.

because you had always known this would not last, that gojo satoru would never stay, but there were moments like these when you would remember that there was a slim chance—a slim, you pray, you always pray, even if you don't believe in god and something greater anymore, you still always pray—that gojo satoru would not even have a chance to leave before he was taken away from you.

and he very nearly was, even if he refused to admit it.

satoru's back arched, and you knew he was close. there were tears in his eyes, dotting at warm summer skies, and you wanted to rip him to shreds because how dare he come into your life, turning everything you have ever known by its head, and then forcing himself into a state where he was destined to perpetually inevitably leave, one way or another.

"please," satoru gasped out. "w'nna cum."

"do you think you deserve it?" you asked sharply, right by his ear, even though you already know you would give it to him because he was all the more pliant after the first orgasm.

"yeah," he slurred out. his eyes were halfway rolled back into his skull, his words caught between punched out moans. "almost died for you. fuck— think i can cum now."

you scowled at him, but you bit at his shoulder all the same. satoru let out a loud whimper, hips bucking, forcing your cock deeper into him. he wasn't wrong, and that was the damn worst part. satoru did almost die for you. in a way, that was deserving of reward.

"i hate you," you told him anyway, because he knew not to take it personally when you were angry because it likely meant that you cared more than you should.

he let out a weak sound, half a whimper and half a laugh. "lemme cum," he begged. "please. 've been good."

and he had been— because he had done everything wrong, but he had also done everything right, and he was right here, he was still right here, and you could do to him whatever you wanted, and satoru had not left yet, and he had not been taken away from you.

this had to be worth something.

"fine," you bit out, and satoru let out a delighted whine.

because satoru would leave one day, and you would never have him eternally, but tonight, he came home to you, with you, and you could have him for another night, for another day. you had him. you still had him— to destroy, to control, to command, to adore.

so, when you said, "come for me, satoru." it was your name on his lips, a prayer, when he obeyed.

#i don't fucking know what this is either pls don't equate this fic as my standard in writing #words needed to get out rhghr #gojo satoru x reader #sub jjk #sub gojo satoru #dom reader #gn reader #top reader #male reader #( thirsts. )

[worm-on-the-moss]

whoops sorry tamsyn muir

#did this last night and then chickened out of posting it #but i decided to do the horrifying thing so happy late spooky season to me #cw ianthe tridentarius #<-the funniest shit ever written #tw nudity #tw concealed nudity?? #sorry again to anyone who wanted full booba #i fear the puritans #and sorry once more to tamsyn muir but ma'am if i don't thirst over this greasy woman i will eat my own arm #and why should i when she could do it for me #ianthe tridentarius #ianthe the first #the locked tomb fanart #tlt fanart #the locked tomb #tlt #she's HOT ok i keep seeing people saying she's not hot and like sorry. she is. to me.