#salivates

[pictures-of-wilbur]

#1466

#salivates #wilbur soot #mcyt #wilbur lvjy gigs

[wyrdhearth]

the urge to write nines rodriguez returns..... look at my mans........

#salivates #tho also all i see is paerin now LOL

[angel-in-your-basement]

Teaching subs to beg is unbelievably hot. The embarrassment, the stuttering, the way they can barely finish a sentence at first. The way their voice gets all soft and desperate. How it starts with them protesting that they can’t until you push them to the point of desperation, until all they can do is whimper please and your name and whatever you tell them to say. How cute and sweet and pliable they are like that.

#just salivating over corruption kink again don’t mind me #cala posts

[yourbleedingh3art]

#uploads #blog post #Salivates

[pockykierra]

HADES 2 SPOILERS KINDA BUT-

oooooh my god OOOOOH my god oh my god OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH MY god oh my

#hades 2 #hades supergiant #hades game #I AM SALIVATING RN #supergiant feeding us so good #aphrodite #selene #hecate #hades 2 spoilers

[p4nishers]

ed trying to get over a guy he only kissed once while sobbing on the floor every night about him is literally queer culture thank u for the accurate rep david jenkins

#ofmd s2 #im not speaking from experience here bc im and always will be bitchless but homoerotic friendship breakups count right? right #anyway he's literally obsessed and crazy and salivating in every scene he's w stede but sure bbg no more stede i believe in u #ofmd #our flags mean death #ofmd season 2 #ofmd spoilers #stede bonnet #edward teach #gentlebeard

[temeyes]

nibble (photo ref here!!)

#like father like son (they salivate too much) #like if dad!ghost lives a silly life.. dad!soap lives a very VERY chaotic one #his son is a MENACE (just like him LOL) #first few years of his fatherhood is like wtf?? and his spouse is like “bitch our kid's EXACTLY LIKE YOU???” #ok im very tired from cleaning all day gonna turn in early babes mwaHHHH #my art #2024 #call of duty #call of duty: modern warfare #call of duty: modern warfare ii #call of duty: modern warfare iii #cod #cod mw #cod mwii #cod mwiii #modern warfare #mw #mw2 #mw3 #soap cod #soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish #dad!soap #art #fanart #digital art #digital drawing #sketch #doodle #video games

[himbionn]

Doodles of the boy(s) cause I adore them so 🩷💙

(Fullscreen version of the screenshot redraw below!)

#x men 97 #gambit #nightcrawler #remy lebeau #kurt wagner #x men the animated series #x men fanart #Gambit in a crop top makes me salivate #his hair is fucking HORRID #but i can fix it nw #a small price #for those hips #also #i cant be the only one who imagines kurt with fur right? #for some reason im like- convinced #so i did it #cause he give cat vibes #and i do what i WANT #theyre besties #in religious truama #i said so #my art

[disteal]

head up if you don’t want tumblrs partnered ai companies automatically scraping your blog for image datasets, you need to manually opt out.

You can’t do this in the app rn (apparently you can but I couldn’t find it so you might have to update), only the desktop version or web browser on your phone. It will also need to be done for every sideblog you have.

You find it by opening up your blog settings > scroll down to visibility > prevent third party sharing

As an aside, I’d thoroughly recommend opting out of having your blog scraped, even if you’re not an artist. Afaik Tumblr hasn’t explicitly stated which companies they’ll be partnering with, but the vagueness of that wording is really alarming.

These datasets use a lot of selfies for photorealistic results, moderation of who has access to these datasets is notoriously ass, and a lot of AI engines are being used to generate pornography and racist imagery (you can see this rn with the rise of ai generated propaganda). While ‘your likeness is used in an awful generated image without your consent’ IS a worst case scenario, it’s a really upsetting one. Protect yourselves.

#dis.txt #ai discourse #ik this is all on tumblr faq but i can’t stomach reblogging their ridiculous staff post #it’s not staffs fault bc matt has been salivating at the chance for this for months now apparently #but the language rly cushions from how shit this is #faq

[cheekylittlepupp]

The speed at which I dropped down on my knees...

I'm sorry, but all I can think of is this..x

#astarion #bg3 #astarion ancunin #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate iii #bg3 astarion #mims posts ~ #astarion screenshots #baldurs gate 3 #astarion bg3 #I saw this outfit and I INSTANTLY LOADED UP MY GAME LMFAO #AIGHT GUYS BRB I NEED TO 4K THESE AND AND MAKE GIFS AND SJHFBGJDHBGJHB im salivating by looking at him #baldurs gate 3 astarion #MODDERS I LOVE YOU

[sorrowfulrosebud]

Cont of this

*Wails profusely at the idea of reader walking in on Katsuki and baby play fighting in the nursery*

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The thick mahogany door separating your hall to your living room creaked loudly as you pushed it open before kicking off your shoes. You sigh in relief; you adored your friends, but by god could Mina and Denki talk.

“Katsuki? Keiko? I’m home my babies!” You shouted into the silence of your usually noisy home, before realising that Keiko could be down for a nap.

The delicious aromatic smell of Katsuki’s noodles filtered through the air and enticed you to your spotless kitchen. A small note was left on your kitchen island with Katsuki’s neat handwriting.

Hope you had a good time out with the losers, food’s in the fridge and Kei had his bottle. We’re probably upstairs in the nursery

- love, Ki

You smiled at his loving note, before prepping the food and tucking in.

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After the delectable dish of noodles and vegetables, you meandered your way up the stairs to the large nursery you had for Keiko. You crept the white door open slowly, before tears started pricking at your eyes.

Katsuki was laying on the floor with your chunky baby resting on his chest with a tiny Dynamight costume on. Katsuki was making Keiko punch his face, revelling in his laughter.

“What the hell?! Why is this hero so damn strong?!” He pretended to be scared as he gently manoeuvred Keiko’s tiny fists to make contact with his cheeks. Keiko was giggling away, drooly mouth flashing his proud daddy his singular tooth. Katsuki let out little “pew pew” and “whoopash” noises at every point of contact.

“No more Mr Hero! I’m too weak, don’t punch me again!” He faked groans of pain as he repeatedly made Keiko punch his cheeks, before delivering the final blow.

Katsuki slumped his head to the side as he made convincing sounds of death.

“Blehhhhggg,” he moaned as he died. Keiko laughed loudly as he tried to plunge for his daddy. Katsuki let out his own laugh as he snuggled his baby closer to him.

“This certainly looks like naptime,” you laughed out loud as Katsuki jumped.

“Uhhh. He woke up?” He offered, embarrassed you saw him admit defeat for his son. You shook your head playfully as you approached your two heroes.

You picked Keiko up as he cooed in your arms.

“You did a wonderful job of beating your daddy up, Keiko,” you nuzzled your face into his slightly pink cheeks, earning a babble.

Katsuki smiled widely at his family before groaning at the way his legs had gone numb from the assault from his son. He joined your hug, swaying the three of you softly together. Katsuki pressed small kisses to each of you as Keiko burbled away. You nuzzled your face into Katsuki’s neck, smiling when you feel him smile back.

“I missed you both today,” you murmured. Katsuki continued to smile.

“We missed you too, didn’t we little guy?” He nudged Keiko, who yawned sleepily in response. He rubbed his eyes before nestling into you, breaths slowly deepening as you gave him a gentle goodnight kiss.

“Time for a real nap now, isn’t it sweetheart?” You murmured, giving your husband a pointed look, who only let out a breathy laugh.

“Ain’t my fault he’s a damn good hero.”

#bnha x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou x reader fluff #bakugou #domestic bakugou #just him. with his family. ISJRJRNNGNF #*spongebob voice* the gang’s all here. AUGH #Him being so soft and gentle with his baby boy I’m salivating

[inkskinned]

these days, the summer fan is on, and there is a little cricket in you. your mother would say you don't have ambition, but that's not quite true. you just had different priorities: for most of your life, the pain swallowed so much of your energy that picturing a future was almost impossible. it took so much just to render yourself here without evaporating - making goals always felt shallow, far-off.

at 17, maybe you would have wanted to be famous. maybe you would have wanted to kiss every woman and come home late at night and call the dawn to heel like a dog. to meet taylor swift and ask her to collaborate on poems and french-kiss in the rain. to wiggle your fingers at jealous ex-lovers while you lifted the hem of your ballgown and got out of limousines. a life of rooftops, spinning and glittering.

these days, it isn't that you're tired, but that you have learned the weight of carrying things. you have had the good times. you have laughed at the bottom of a pool. you have had your hands on the paring knife. you know the cost of it, like a carcinogen. these days, you want a life like a stone fruit. these days, you want a life that lays gently on your skin, rather than piercing through.

you are going to get a little condo with your friend. the two of you fantasize about basic things: how it will feel to cook in a friendly kitchen. the serenity of picking out wall paint colors. putting plants in the sunlit corner. you want a place that never rings in anger. where the only echo is jazz music. you want a peace like holding your head under the water.

ah. maybe your younger self would be devastated - you got boring?

she doesn't know yet. she has lived her entire life terrified, running. she has grown so accustomed to the threat that she has fallen in love with the scythe. she thinks passionate and violent are synonyms, that anything lovely has to come with a bad side. she thinks life has to break like a wave - that you need to swallow the ocean in order to stay above the foam. she doesn't know about the boat yet. she doesn't know about spending hours at home, quiet, your hands folded, finding peace. she doesn't know about weightlessness. she thinks everything good is everything sharp. that the pain is what makes something satisfying.

one day she will make cookies from scratch. one day when she breaks a plate, she will be the only one around, and nobody will start shouting. one day she will slip her fingers under the sand, and it will make sense to her. the life assembling in little shards: oh. i've been afraid of a quiet life at home because i've never had a quiet home to come to before.

the gentle world inside her, singing behind a door.

#literally spending the last 3 days salivating over apartments #alex: wanna get a house together but be normal about it? #me: IF I DONT FIND A HOUSE IMMEDIATELY ALEX I AM A THREAT #writeblr #im simply not approaching this like a normal person. but like to be fair. my office my kitchen and my livingroom are all the same fucking #10 feet #if i lie down a certain way i am in all 3 spaces. and i am only 5 fucking feet tall

[gnossienne]

Bram Stoker's Dracula, published in special edition by Amaranthine Books, featuring carved wooden slipcase, real Transylvanian soil behind the small plexiglass window, glow-in-the-dark illustrations, and the title written in real blood of the creatives that worked on this book. (x)

#salivating #the gothic imagination #dracula #books

[rapidhighway]

aight this is best lineart i can do

#ypu could say that #i put my whole lineartussy- #amy rose #ive been enjoying these types of art styles recently i want to incorporate some stuff #mainly ive been salivating over the lines #gotta practice some #sonic fanart #sth #sonic the hedgehog #sonic the hedghog fanart #art #digital art

[enden-k]

thinking about this

#whenever i see RATIO do this w the chalk my brain just short circuits it just destroys me #im used to aven do this but ratio has me salivating and screaming and ripping my shirt off my body like the werewolf meme #UGH #own #hsr tag

[venusandsaturnsrings]

boothill is many things. a gunslinging outlaw, a ninety percent metal man, someone who’s attitude definitely reflects in his appearance, but most importantly; a nuisance. a thorn in your side. an ear grating bother. he knows this and he takes advantage of it, especially when your hands are tied up with plenty other business. unfortunately, things took a more literal sense.

you had been sipping a glass of something at a table in a small saloon, celebrating a coworkers birthday who you couldn’t even remember the name of but it was an excuse to get out and, besides, they said they’d pay for the first round of drinks so who were you to decline? people had been dancing in front of you and perhaps your chosen activity of observing had gotten too meticulous as you hadn’t noticed the slinking shadow drift past, nimble fingers dropping a pill of god knows what into your drink. the sweet and citrus flavour of the cocktail masking whatever taste could’ve been left as you continued drinking with your head in your hand. as you got to the bottom of the glass, your eyelids felt heavy and thus did you take the cue to get going home. after bidding a couple farewells and good wishes to the birthday person who’s face was a blur, you stepped out into the cold breeze feeling sluggish; as if you’d had ten drinks and not just one. squinting, you steadied your breath before walking, neglecting to notice that same figure sauntering up behind you. it was the smell of gunpowder and musk that alerted you, spinning around faster than you should have and nearly hitting the ground if he hadn’t caught you in time with a half-hearted chuckle. bubbles clouding your vision, you could only internally groan at the smatter of white, black, and red before you were out cold.

coming to, the first thing you noticed were the tight bindings keeping your body uncomfortably still. thick rope wrapped around your torso and wrists, forbidding you from moving even and inch. wherever he had taken you, it was dark and damp with only the sound of your breathing to keep you company up until the telltale ‘click’ of his shoes and the concurrent ‘ting’ of his spurs. a cold metal finger slid across your chin and only then did you notice how blazingly hot you felt all over. you sucked in a breath, waiting for him, boothill, to say something but he uttered no more than a low hum as his fingers drew icy patterns down your neck and chest. a shudder wracked your body and he moved in front of you, his eyes holding some sort of emotion you weren’t quite familiar with on his face; somewhere between his ‘hand it over’ greed and ‘nice shot’ dry praise. he settled between your now untied, when did he do that you wondered, legs with his metal frame pressed firm into you. never before had you considered the intricacies of his body but with him so close and a different kind of pressure against your crotch, you figured he had some sort of… attachment. fear whipping through your chest, it was then you realized what exactly this evenings plans were for him and they were punctuated with his usual tacky speech.

“c’mon, darlin’, let’s play a bit. this cowboys gotta bullet special for ya’.”

#cw: dubcon #cw: aphrodisiacs #cw: drugging #this man bringing me back to life #boothill… i won’t u… i’m arching my back… i need u…….. #cowboy… southern accent… stupid speech patterns… #*salivates and moans* #boothill x reader #boothill x you #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x you #hsr x you