#thirsts for blake

[uplatterme]

Imagine Idol Aether where you fuck him backstage but you don’t let him cum so he just has to perform horny🤫

Also can I be 🦷 anon

—idol!aether/manager!reader, sub!aether/dom!reader | edging, mentions of exhibitionism | reader has a dick and penetrates, gets called sir

aether continues to pant, his body hugging yours.

his poofy white shorts lowered to his thighs, cum leaking from both of you.

his music continues to play from the stage, loud enough to be heard here in his dressing room.

“please.” he breathes.

he feels your hand caressing his back, the soft touch just making it unbearable. he wants to cry so badly, he needs it and you weren’t giving it to him.

“no tears. it’s too late to get your makeup retouched.” you warned.

“y-yes, sir.”

each thrust pleasurable but agonizing, but he’d rather have this than nothing.

“you like it, don’t you? hearing your fans excitedly cheer for you…meanwhile, you’re here getting dicked down by your manager.”

the idol hides his face on your shoulder.

“c-can’t help it…you make me feel so good.”

you bend him on his table, the mirror facing him as he gets pounded.

“i bet you’d love to be fucked on stage, hm?”

he doesn’t know how to answer to that. it was a thought that’s crossed his mind before, he doesn’t dare to lie.

the urge to pull on his golden locks was high but you decided against it, not wanting to ruin his hair.

besides, you were already ruining his bottom half.

“you just adore attention, don’t you? you think those fans of yours can’t see under your shorts whenever you dance?”

“you made me wear it…” he argued, his lips trembling from keeping every sound in his chest.

no moaning or screaming, you said. it’ll ruin his voice, you said.

and yet here you were dicking him down ruthlessly as if that won’t affect his dancing. he bites the bottom of his lips, his thighs are already shaking on their own.

“you act like i forced you into this. i gave you options, didn’t i? but you still chose this one.”

aether lets out a soft grunt as he feels your movements directly hitting that spot.

the idol looked drunk, he wanted to grip on something but he could do nothing but close his fists on top of the table.

“what is it? you want to show off to your fans that bad? or is it because that one boy group you like is attending today’s concert?”

aether shakes his head. “ngh…no. only you, i promise.”

a knock comes from the door. one of the staff reminding them that they had to go in five.

“good. after all, a pure and sweet idol should stay loyal to the one he loves. isn’t that right?”

“y-yes!” he yelps, feeling his stomach warming up with your cum.

once you pull out, he already feels his shorts getting fixed without even wiping the stains or cleaning him up first.

he’ll try his best to keep it in, just like as usual.

he can’t wait to finish this concert and just get dumbed down without any worries.

each step has him quivering despite his shoes being short-heeled, cum slowly leaking out of his briefs whenever his body shifts wrongly. each nerve of his body wanting to just pounce on you and cancel this event.

“do a good job.” you say.

aether smiles at you, an idol’s perfect smile. “you know i will.”

you chuckle, unable to resist messing his hair up now by patting his head.

“i’ll make sure to reward you good afterwards.”

…

a blush creeps up on aether’s face just imagining it.

he has got to stop you with all this teasing.

#genshin impact smut #aether x reader #genshin smut #genshin impact x reader #plattered writings #thirsts for blake #genshin impact aether #sub genshin impact #sub genshin #dom reader #sub aether #dom!reader #sub!aether #dear: 🦷 anon

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Yang: (helping build shelters in Vacuo, hair is tied up in a ponytail, and her shirt and vest are tossed to the side - leaving her in a pair of black, ripped up jeans and sports bra)

Kali: (notices sweat pouring off Yang's exposed skin) Blake, dear.

Blake: (helping hand out food to refugees) Yeah, Mom?

Kali: Yang’s looking a little warm over there. Could you bring her some water?

Belladonna Ladies: (watch as Yang spins a hammer on her finger, tosses it in the air, catches it like a pro, and uses the prongs to scratch between her shoulderblades before rolling her shoulders and going rapid fire hammering in nails along an assembly line of A-Frames)

Blake: (eyes wide, blushing, ears twitching, Blake.exe has stopped working)

Kali: (glances at her daughter out of the corner of her eye) Maybe you should take care of your thirst before you help quench Yang's.

Blake: Mom!

#bumbleby #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #rwby #rwby crack post #kali belladonna #mom always knows #vacuo #sexy handyman yang #construction daddy yang #blake likes what she sees #the thirst is real

[swanparties]

my only criticism for The Black Phone is that it's so unsettling to look at a child murderer and see the eyes of tortured gay poet Todd Anderson

#tbp #the black phone #ethan hawke #dps #dead poets society #todd anderson #anderperry #finney blake #the grabber #also stop thirsting for this man i beg

[messenger-of-stupidity]

Honestly Blake is one of the most interesting characters ever

Bestie, I could go on for a while on how much I love Blake. (Like Cam I'm quieter about him being in my top five.)

(Hi future Messy here, this went on for longer than I thought because I took this as an excuse to give an analysis on why I like Blake. So all of that is under the cut if you're interested.)

I like yanderes by themselves (one of the reasons I enjoyed Ivan's storyline.) but the fact that Blake isn't your typical form of yandere when you think about the word is even better. Like when you think of yandere you think of "oh my god I've been drugged and tied up in a basement while this person monologues at me about how we're meant to be together. I haven't seen this person before/saw them once or twice but don't really remember them!"

Meanwhile with Blake, he's been friends with his listener for years. (Probably childhood friends even though it's never directly confirmed. I think it just says Yandere Cult friend)

He also never tried to push them to be with him. Maybe that's because his listener was made aware of his tendencies (I would give my left kidney for a flashback audio of how THAT conversation happened. Also if Erik released a BA of Blake and Bestie's first night together, I would probably invest in patreon ngl. The knowledge that Vega has two audios *even if its impVega* was almost enough. But I'd also prolly get uncomfy trying to listen to it. It really depends how he makes the BA's. N e ways) so they would be able to call him out if he started growing more obsessive and possessive.

Although they might like that considering they agreed to be with him after he said he won't be able to give them space or distance.

I've looked into childhood friend yanderes, and usually they still end up drugging their love interest or whatever and bring up the fact that "we make such good friends, you know we would be perfect together" type of thing.

BUT Blake never does that. He's one of those rare yanderes who understand boundaries and respect their love interests enough to not push past those. It makes him less intense of a yandere (and acts as a gateway drug to get people into yanderes. But that's besides the point.) He's just content being in their life.

Could this be because he knows his listener is going to die soon, and he doesn't want to waste time trying to be more when he's content just having their attention? Sure. He might be trying to change their future, but he still needs to prepare for it to come in case he fails.

Imagine having someone who is willing to drop anything for you, joins a cult to try to save you, commits crimes for you... but also respects any boundaries on the relationship you have with them? Yes please.

Not to mention, whenever he's with his listener... Blake becomes so soft. Sure, the change in how he treats Sunshine and how he treats his listener can be a bit startling. But that change is what makes him being soft so much more enjoyable to me. He has the ability to be a total asshole, but he's not. (Same type of reason why I like tsunderes or soft manipulators like Vega.)

Now that's not to say that I don't like how mean Blake can be. The way he's so harsh and passionate about something that he's willing to risk anything? The way he talks down to Sunshine? Uses their nickname as a weapon against them (makes me wonder if they'll ever be able to hear it the same again, even if it comes from Elliot.)? I eat that up.

I got on my rose colored glasses, so there just seems to be a lot of flags right now.

#messenger of answers #anon ask #redacted anon #redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted blake #messy rambles #messenger of thirst #technically?

[izloveshorses]

everyone say thank you black rain 😌

#the 100 #bellamy blake #iz watches t100 #the100rewatch2023 #excuse my thirst #god the lighting is TERRIBLE they did not do him justice ashkgf #also harper is Ripped look at her #4x07

[standing-bears-dont-run]

Promo pic from Love Me

#bojana novakovic #bob morley #this dude #freaking thirst trap #also it's lovely to see how comfy bob is in his own skin now #before doing promo stuff he was a little stiff #comparing that to now is just delightful to see #love me season 2 on binge #love me on binge #love me series #bellamy blake #tagging bellamy for au fuel #the 100 cast

[sunflowermp4]

just finished watchmen and thinking about laurie juspeczyk......jumping from one old man creep to the next......babygirl we gotta get you into therapy STAT

#watchmen #everyone in the watchmen tag is either thirsting over that walking dead actor or doing bland white man slash shipping #nobody wants to talk about laurie finding out that eddie blake is her FATHER

[oxideblack]

#Blake's 7 #Kerr Avon #Sketch for quenching thirst #sketchbook #Illustration #art

[ilovelickingrocks]

hello everyone it's new years eve and i'm still deranged horny over workaholics

#i dont remember who i was in the days before thirsting over blake

[negansbackdoorwhore]

What I Want

Warnings: angst, smut, swearing

Your ex was an absolute brute. Getting involved with such a man made you question the relationship you had. They just so happen to be ‘The Comedian’ aka Edward Blake. You only started to date him because of how close you worked together and how he’d managed to get into your pants all the time. But when you found out about the incident in Vietnam, you left. Eddie was already fucked up with all the past things he did but this was the last straw.

Once the news hit you immediately stopped being apart of the Watchmen and told Eddie to stay away from you. He didn’t even put effort into trying to get you to stay. That didn’t matter to you since you didn’t care for him anymore. That was a few years ago.

After leaving the team you went to live the normal average joe life. You worked a nine to five job and lived alone in a small apartment. No hobbies, because why waste time on different projects.

The only thing that was close to a hobby was sitting on your balcony viewing the sky. The stars reminded you of late night watches with Eddie, his arms held around your waist and would whisper dirty things in your ear. Or just kiss your neck and held your body against his solid one. Those thoughts made you miss the past but his actions pushed you away.

Things took a turn when the riots started taking over the streets. It was hard to sleep at night and then the Watchmen showed up. You looked out of your window and saw their transportation come in, along with Owl’s voice over a intercom.

You felt severe anxiety when you saw Eddie. Quickly you got lost by staring at him, his hair grew and had a few gray streaks. But everything looked the same, still muscular and extremely handsome. But as you were observing, Eddie turned his head and immediately recognized you. His eyes froze and took you in for a short moment until getting trash thrown at him. He turned his attention back to the loud crowd, you went back inside and curled in your bed. Many emotions hit your mind but the sound of shots being fired scared you and you try to muffle them out.

Thankfully, noises went down and the crowd went home but there was sound of glass being tapped on. Was that your window? You slipped on your robe and stepped to your curtains, as you opened them you saw Eddie. His shotgun rested on his shoulder and his hand waved for you to open the door. You hesitated but the way he looked at you, you had to. No words were said as he stepped in but you felt scared to be near him.

“Long time and no see at all.”

“I’ve been busy.”

“Busy? With what?”

“Don’t worry about that. Just, why are you here?”

Eddie moved to placed his shotgun on the near wall and removed his mask.

“I wanted to see you. After getting a view of that beautiful face again.” His hand reached to caress your cheek and you pulled away but he roughly the sleeve of your robe toward him.

“You’re still a brute. And for no reason.” Your hands pushed at his chest and he frowns.

“You’ve always been that way. Just leave, I left you for a reason.” Eddie ignored you and just tried to kiss you but you retaliated by slapping him.

“Leave! I can’t stand seeing you!” Your hands flailed on his chest to get him away but his hands stopped you by holding tightly on your wrists.

“I know I fucked up okay? Just try and hear me the fuck out!”

“Why should I? When I left you didn’t even give a fuck. You didn’t try and stop me or anything. So again, why should I listen to you.”

“Because I missed you.” Your wrists snatched away and moved away from him.

“Please. You missed being able to fuck me and how I got you out of trouble by defending your ass.” You faced the floor and couldn’t stand looking at him and how much of an asshole he truly was. But there was a flame that still burned in your heart for him. It made you conflict with yourself, how deep this horrible trap your love for only him. It was like he cast a spell over you during the few years you spent by his side.

“I do miss you but not for that. Look, I’ll admit that I do fucked up shit. I regret those things. But shit is going downhill fucking fast. I might be a bad person but I believe you make me better.”

“Why now? It’s been years?”

You finally looked to see how his facial expression changed. You only saw that look a few times whenever he was down on himself or the rare occasion he’d come crying in your arms. But that was rare and only happened maybe a couple of times. But still, what’s up with this?

“Nothing. I’m getting older and had lots of time to think about shit. Besides, I don’t like being anywhere without you. I only want one pussy and it just so happens to be yours.”

To any other person he probably sounded like a pig but knowing Eddie, it was the closest thing to come to confessing his feelings. You didn’t know what to say.

“Take whatever you want from that, but I refuse to leave.”

Your arms crossed over your chest and couldn’t believe you were considering going back to him. But why not? Maybe he has changed.

“I don’t know yet. It’s been so long since I’ve seen you.”

“Baby, please.” This time you moved to him and put your arms around his neck. He didn’t even hesitate to capture your lips. Eddie’s hands tightly held your hips and started to get a little rough. His movements caused you to fall oj the floor with him starting to strip off the armor. You felt nervous on the memory of how rough he’d use to be but decided if he wants this, then he has to let you have control for once.

“Wait. Are you serious about this?”

Your hands held onto the straps of his dark tank top and pulled him down to look you in the eyes. He seemed caught off but held himself up by his elbows.

“Yeah.” You didn’t need further words and moved yourself to lay him beneath your body. Eddie hitched his breath and immediately tried to take power back but you firmly held him down by pushing his chest.

“No, let me have this. If you want me again then let your guard down.”

“You know, maybe if this was a few years ago then I wouldn’t allow it. But I guess since the armor is off then take it Baby. Go on, take me however you want.”

“I will.”

You say in confidence and leaned to kiss him with a good force and felt his hand reach to undo the knot across the waist of your robe to show you were wearing a loose night gown. His eyes moved at your cleavage peaking out and grabbed one of them for a second. Until you slapped his hand away.

“No touching.” He smirked at you with his eyebrows raised and carefully crossed his arms behind his head.

“Yes ma’am.”

He giggled and you shrugged off your robe to toss on the ground. He looked at your body and bit his lip at the sight. Your hips firmly pressed down on his crotch to hear him hold back a noise. Your hands slid up his tank top to feel his muscles and how warm his skin was. His watched you closely as you touched his body.

“You look great, for someone getting old.” You tease as your lips latched to his throat and heard a heavy breath pass his lips. Eddie hissed when your tongue lapped ver him and moved down to his collar before pulling his shirt to come off. He moved his arms up to help and you lightly scratched at Eddie’s chest. He hummed once your hands reached his belt and made moves to undo his buckle. His muscled tensed under your touch and you looked at how he was already erect by the buldge of his boxers.

Eddie was in no way close to small, he was big and knew it. So impressed on his own size and knew exactly how to use it by the countless times he’s made you scream. As you gave a good look to the outline of him you could hear his snickering.

“Did you miss him? He sure as fuck missed you Baby.”

You smirk at him and leaned to kiss him again. Eddie moaned against your lips when he felt your hand massaging his cock. You felt him getting needy as his hips moved up into your palm. He was holding back all his will to not roughly fuck you into this mattress but this was surprising to you. What a good boy, you thought to yourself. Your lips taken away from his as you settled on sucking his neck while hearing his heavy breathing. Your hand released his cock to feel the hot skin beneath your touch.

“You’re fucking killing me Baby.”

“I know. I just want to see how good you can be for me.” Eddie bit his lip when your body lifted off him for a brief moment. He almost protested until he realized you were taking off your gown to reveal your body to him. He let out a groan at how good you looked. His hands held onto the comforter beneath his body to maintain self control when your naked body straddle his thighs.

Your hands caressed his chest and then you started grinding your hips on his shaft. Eddie could feel how wet you were against him. You moaned when he twitched against your pussy. That was your sign to finally help him. Your hips raised to position over him but teased him by moving his tip on your slit.

“Please Baby. Just sit on it already.”

You giggled at his plead and finally sunk onto him with a slight wince at how he stretched you. Eddie moaned at the contact and felt better when your hands took his wrists to pull his hands to your hips. You held the position for a minute before starting to grind your hips. Eddie groaned while squeezing your thighs as you rode him.

“Yeah Baby. Fuck I missed this, I missed you.”

“I missed you too.”

“Come here.” He rasped out and you lowered down as his fingers threaded in your hair. For a moment you stared at one another before getting pulled to his lips. His tongue sweeping your lower lip and your moan against his mouth. As you proceeded to move on his body. Both of you let out various noises that filled the room and things weren’t going to last long. Especially for you since you haven’t felt some fill you so good as Eddie does. He could tell what was happening as his smirk spread on his lips.

“Go on, give me that orgasm Baby.” His words made you reach your peak and his nails dug into your hips when feeling you tighten around him. Eddie raises his hips into you further as he spilled your cum into you. He held your body when fell over him and his cock pulled out of you. You breath was warm against Eddie’s neck as he held you for a while.

“Eddie? Are you going to stay the night?”

“Maybe. Unless you want me to leave.”

“You better not.” You say as you lean to face him as he laughed. You shifted off his body to lay on your side and he stood up from the bed.

“I thought you were serious?” You immediately felt offended as this reminded you off old times.

“I’m not going anywhere, I need a fucking shower. That alright?”

“I guess. Just don’t leave.” He moved to lean over you and kissed you for a second.

“I promise.”

You blushed for a second and were left in your emotions when he left for the bathroom. As you heard the water running, you got your robe back on to step out on the balcony. This night had you conflict with your emotions but after having sex, you knew there was something different. Being in your own thoughts for a while your body jumped as Eddie hugged your waist. The familiar feeling made you smile and he squeezed you in his arms.

“There’s still shit I need to work on but right now, I just want to hold you.” You leaned against him and you both stared out at the stars.

#jeffrey dean morgan #jeffrey dean morgan x reader #jeffrey dean morgan fanfic #jeffrey dean morgan x you #jeffreys thirst squad #the comedian x reader #the comedian #edward blake x reader #edward blake #edward blake x you

[luvhughes43]

https://www.tumblr.com/luvhughes43/735426476714999808/blake-hughes-suffers-from-motheritis-btw

NOT THE MOTHERITIS

she’s got chronic back pain and motheritis she’s a true survivor😓💔

#blake hughes au #her getting caught liking/saving thirst edits of nico is so silly i’m obsessed #she’s mother fr

[uplatterme]

aether and kaveh look like disney princesses i wanna fuck the shit out of

there is no need for elaboration

-🪸

—okay. you’ve got me hooked. rapunzel!aether in part 2! (tba)

—cinderella!kaveh/royalty!reader, sub!bottom!kaveh/top!dom!reader, amab!reader (referred with they/them pronouns) | cinderella au, semi-public sex, quickie, clothed sex, cum as lube, porn with actual plot (don’t let the tags fool u, this is so fucking soft)

You completely regret hosting this party.

It was something that your advisor had tasked you to do. Host a party, find a suitable partner, get an heir so the kingdom has someone to depend on, blah blah blah.

It’s not like you were even that old. 

You sigh, a cigarette on your lips as you lay your back on the wall of the balcony. So many folks festering you, for that chance that you’ll somehow hand them their crown. 

Your head aches at the number of conversations you have had to endure just to be polite, the amount of times you’ve had to shake off someone from hugging your arm without your consent.

“Oh, fuck!” You hear someone yelp.

And while the owner of this voice sounds overly anxious, you can’t help but want to hear it again, especially with the polite wording that the attendees have used to butter you up. someone swearing right in front of you catches your interest.

Hands reach the bottom of the balcony, and someone lifts their body up to get on the platform.

“Oh god, why is the entrance so crowded?” The person says.

Your ears perk up at that.

“Well, their highness did host it. it’s been a while since such an event has happened.” You answer.

The figure flinches, turning their attention to you. 

Your mouth gapes as you finally see who that voice belonged to. Everything about him is enticing that you can’t help but to drown in his gaze. 

He’s properly dressed as well, although not anything overwhelming to the eyes.

Now, which family had been hiding such a prince from you?

“Ah sorry, I didn’t realize someone was here.” He quickly apologizes. His cheeks flush, not expecting someone to catch him climbing up a balcony.

“You’re more than welcome to stay.” You offer, craving more of him.

He shakes his head, much to your disappointment.

“I’m actually here for something else.” he says.

You hum. “Also aiming for the heart of their highness, then?”

Take it, unknown prince.

“What?! N-No, not at all!” He screams in reply. “I mean, I'd be flattered if their highness even finds me a bit intriguing.”

“Have you met them?” You ask.

“Oh. I haven’t really got the time for that.” He answers, although he seems to be in a melancholy thought when he does.

Still, you breathe at his beauty. You think you can stare at him for your whole life.

You quickly try to change the topic.

“So, what are you here for?”

He points behind you.

You turn your head back but what faces you is nothing but the empty hallway.

“Sorry?” You question.

“The castle.”

His answers just keep surprising you.

He blushes, rubbing his arm as he paces around the small space of the balcony.

“You’re interested in the architecture?”

As soon as you mention that, he brightens up. “Yes! From what I've seen, it’s alright.”

You feel offended. It is your castle, one for which you’ve decided most of the structure. He seems to notice his mistake as he panics.

“But don’t tell anyone that! Especially not their highness…”

You grin.

“Perhaps, the inside can change your mind?” 

“Inside? I don’t think we’re allowed—”

“If we don’t get caught, it’s fine, right?” 

“Yes, but—”

You grab the stranger’s hand and lead him inside, he stumbles in after you, the warmth in your hand startling him.

You bring him into different rooms, hoping that one of them will at least suit his taste.

“This?”

“It’s a bit cramped, the furniture set is going against the wallpaper.”

You roll your eyes, he’s so damn picky. That, or you’re just really bad at interior decorating.

Still, you smile at every single word he says. Being royalty, you have no damn clue what he’s saying. But with that pretty voice of his, you could listen to it for hours.

“Don’t you think you’re being a bit too harsh? What if their highness were merely shown bad choices by their architects?” You say, hoping that wouldn’t risk the random attendee persona that you’re playing at the moment.

“If that’s true, they should’ve fired those architects.” He states confidently.

You laugh. “And what, hire you instead?”

He purses his lips, he didn’t expect you to get that so easily.

He stays silent.

“Do you want to?” You ask.

“Get hired?” The look on his face is so innocent like he can’t even believe that you’re asking such a thing. As if the answer is painfully obvious.

You shake your head. 

“To build a castle.”

He stares at you dumbfounded. His eyes glimmer as he grabs your hands and does so aggressively. You don’t mind even a second of it.

“Are you fucking crazy? T-That’s like my dream!” He admits. He’s smiling widely, his face nothing but only a few centimeters away from you.

He starts babbling about the materials he’ll make it with, the different types of rooms and decorations he’ll add. He’s so damn fascinating, you don’t even care about the speech that you’re supposed to give by midnight.

It’s like he has planned this for a long time. Everything he says is so intricate. His hands move as if he’s drawing it, he’s a bit shaky but it’s obvious that it’s from excitement. To your amazement, the way he describes everything makes it seem as if you’re actually in that castle in your head.

Once he realizes how much he’s talking, he stutters an apology.

“Sorry! It’s just that no one has ever asked me about this, I mean at home I—”

“Okay. I’ll give that to you.” You reply genuinely, your eyes are focused on his soft lips.

His chest heaves and his golden eyelashes flutter with grace…just looking at you.

“You know that’s impossible. I’m not even a professionally licensed architect.” 

“It’s not.”

You’ll make it happen, even if your advisor goes against it. It doesn’t matter if you have to demolish the entire castle you’re in right now.

“It is! You’re just flattering me, I get it. You’ve been nothing but nice to me, but you don’t have to promise and lie to about such things.”

“I mean it.” You say it so sternly that he almost starts believing it.

He sighs deeply. “Going to this party is already a dream come true. There was this little green fairy with white hair, I—”

The words slip out of your mouth, cutting off whatever stupid things he has to say.

“Meeting you is a dream come true.” 

The next few moments are a blur. Your hands are all over the unknown stranger. Fuck, it’s as if you’ve been hit with a love spell. You want to keep kissing his mouth, tell him that he has nothing to worry about when you’re with him. That you’ll do anything he asks.

Your prince whines and the sound has you going insane. 

You want more. 

You’ve gotten so addicted easily that your mind is insatiable. 

It doesn’t matter that the room is left unlocked, no one is going to keep your hands off him. 

“Hah—God!” He breathes enticingly. His mind is so hazy, so weak at how his heart is pounding each second.

You take off his coat, the clothing echoes as it falls down on the floor. His blouse is silk and you swear you can see the way his chest is lined underneath the white cloth.

Your fingers rubbed his hardened nipples and his entire body shivers. He holds onto your shoulders for support, the aroused moan that escapes his throat is just enough for you to keep doing it, and so you do.

“W-Wait! I-I’ll—” He pushes you for a moment, to take a breath as he slowly composes himself.

You watch him impatiently. You can see how his cock twitches from his tight pants, the wet spot in the center, and his dick dripping from precum as the white liquid seeps through it.

You keep your hands inside your pocket. Despite how your pants are perfectly fitted for you, your cock is begging for warmth, specifically from the blonde stranger in front of you.

He then nods.

“I’m okay…we can continue.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t have any—”

“I can take it. It’s fine.” He says as if he’s in a hurry. You’re not sure if it's just because he’s needy or if it’s something else.

You still indulge in his wants, however.

You’ll have to make do with his own fluids although you really don’t want to do anything that’ll hurt him.

Your fingers steadily prepare his walls and you’re trying your best to not be greedy. His needs first, more than anything.

He’s so damn tight, not that you need to worry much as the sounds he’s making are signaling everything but pain.

He’s so soft and so perfect that you’re starting to get jealous of even your own fingers.

“Are you..?”

He nods, and desire fills his eyes. It looks like you’re not the only one getting impatient.

When you finally feel his insides with your cock, the expectations you had were completely blown out of the water. Your hands find their way to his waist and it’s perfect.

The first thrust is enough to send you to heaven. 

“Keep going.” He pleads.

You continue to pound into him, enjoying how each one brings out a soft mewl from the blonde.

His cock is dripping white on the floor, and the carpet gets soaked. You know you need to get that replaced but instead, you want to keep the stain there, as if some kind of trophy.

And while you stir up his insides, a familiar noise bothers your ears.

You don’t let it even phase you, enjoying the pleasure that’s eating you up.

However, your prince decides otherwise.

“H-Hold on! What was that—”

“Just the clock. You don’t need to bother yourself with it.”

A groan escapes your throat, feeling how he tenses up all of the sudden.

“Is it twelve?” He asks.

“N-No, but it’s close. Five more minutes.”

“I need to go.” He says.

No way was he leaving you like this.

“What?”

“I’m so sorry, but I—” His words are cut off by his moaning.

The way you fill him up has him salivating. You didn’t even move but god, his walls clenching on you are betraying his choices right now.

“T-Three minutes.” He whimpers out.

“Thank you, love.”

Your fingers feel up his cock, stroking it up and down while still continuing to pound ruthlessly. He continues to scream out, his mind too overwhelmed from getting his ass and cock ravaged at the same time.

His legs quiver and you have to hold him still. You’re both close and you’ll make sure to have him finish in time at least.

“F-Fuck!” He sobs.

And the worries in your head disappear, cumming inside his walls as he splatters more onto the carpet.

You sigh, your chest thumping as you stand there with your clothes a mess.

He quickly slides off you, trembling but still hastily moving as if the adrenaline has gotten into his head.

“I-I’m so sorry, I’ll try to get in contact with you again. I swear!” He stammers out before fixing his clothes, nearing the doorway.

“Don’t go through the balcony! There’s an exit to the right of this room!” You say, helping him out despite your wishes to keep him here.

“Thanks!” He shouts back.

You swipe the sweat on your forehead, zipping your pants back on.

The clock chimes as it signals it’s midnight. What a fucking way to end the night.

You hear rushed steps from the hallway.

Your attention turns to the door. Did he come back?

Your disappointment is immeasurable when you find out it’s just your advisor.

“Your highness! I’ve been looking everywhere, you’re late for your speech—Oh my god, what did you—No, who did you?!” She looks disappointed.

You look down. Ah, right.

Who?

Oh fuck, you never got his name. 

“I didn’t ask. Oh no.” The realization slowly sets in.

“Excuse me?!” Your advisor answers offended by your words. You can tell how stressed she’s been, her teal hair in a mess.

“I’ll be right there. Let me clean up first, Ma’am”

“I’ll get everyone distracted. Jeez, young ones these days!” She says before rushing away.

The urge to punch the wall in front of you right now is high.

You look at the floor and notice the coat on the floor.

It smells just like him.

You lay your head on the cold table, mind filled with everything but your duties. The only thing that’s engraved in there is nothing but the sweet prince you met a while ago.

But no matter how many times you’ve gone through portraits of different royal families, even going through the nobles, you’re not met with a match.

“Your Highness. I see you’ve been distracted again.”

“Madame Faruzan, I cannot do this anymore.” You tell her wholeheartedly.

Your advisor rolls her eyes.

“Right after I caught you and that whole mess, you should be working.”

“He’s a great guy! He’s skilled with his hands.” You argue with her.

“I do not need to hear what he did with you.”

“That’s not what I meant! He’s an architect, he’s good! I’ve heard how he works, I’ll vouch for him.”

“You’re biased. Something that a ruler should not have. I told you this when you were younger.” She warns you.

It seems that she won’t hear you out no matter how hard you try. 

“I really cannot focus.” You say. 

It’s the truth. You’ve been sleeping with that coat for weeks, along with other things. As if it’s actually him to begin with.

“If he’s such a great architect, then why don’t you work with that?”

An idea enters your head.

“Ma’am, you’re a genius.”

“Of course.” She says confidently with a smile.

She shakes the compliment off, lord knows she's the smartest person you’ve ever met.

“So? What’s your verdict?” She asks.

A day after, a letter was sent out to the people of your kingdom.

Needless to say, everyone was freaking out.

“Goodness, that’s a big deal. Isn’t it?”

“Right! That’s a big opportunity.” 

The entire market was in an uproar as Kaveh shops for his family. He couldn’t care any, especially not with the consequences he faced from being caught out late in the night. They never knew that he went to the party, but he’s sure his snarky scholar of a step-sibling knows.

“Oh, Kaveh.” A friendly face greets him.

“Miss Nilou.”

She smiles at him, 

“Are you participating?”

The confused face of Kaveh is enough for Nilou to shake the soul out of him.

“You have to! Their highness is currently looking for an architect to turn the whole castle into something new!” 

Kaveh’s eyes widen. “…Actually?”

“Yes! Oh, you have to hurry! It’s only up till today!” She brings it up, and Kaveh rushes home as fast as he can.

It’s almost like a dream come true.

First, that little green fairy that gave him the opportunity to attend the party in the first place. Then, that person he met at the said party who he flushes at every time he thinks of them. And now, this?

He almost tears the whole place down from searching for his plates. 

Kaveh compiles it in an envelope. He feels rewarded as if everything that he’s gone through has finally led up to something.

“Fuck! Where is it?” He’s missing a folder. 

Technically, what he’s giving is already more of what was asked for. Still, the perfectionist in him cannot stand to not have everything in its place, especially not with the opportunity that he was presented with.

A knock comes from his door and he flinches, his family cannot know about this. They’ll get rid of it again.

“It’s just me.” He relaxes, rolling his eyes before turning back.

“Asshole,” Kaveh says.

“After I saw your folder in the living room and kept it? Alright, I’ll guess I’ll throw it out.” Al-Haitham replies sarcastically.

“You wouldn’t.”

“I kept it for a reason. I wouldn’t throw it out now.” Kaveh forcefully takes out the folder and shoves it into his envelope.

He wants to say thanks, but his pride is too high for that.

“Be home before your curfew, I won’t cover for you.” Al-Haitham says.

Kaveh knows that he will despite the annoying tone that he’s using.

He runs to the front of the castle as fast as he can, his legs were not made out for this kind of journey. Still, he won’t give up.

He reaches the gates luckily, just an hour before the deadline.

Now, all he had to do was wait.

“We got a lot of submissions…and most of them are barely even considered actual pieces. I mean, look at this. Who would turn a castle into a teapot?” Faruzan complains, searching through the different envelopes.

You take a look at the amount and you couldn’t help but agree more. It’s absurd.

“Everyone who’s a licensed architect can be thrown away.” You ordered.

“Did I hear that correctly?” She eyes you as if you’re crazy.

You are.

“It’s fine, I have faith in him.”

After that, the submissions are lessened quite easily. While there were some that had fit up to the standards, they weren’t simply what you were looking for.

You remember every single thing he said, if you could just match that up with an envelope then you’ll be fine.

“We have two left.” Your advisor states.

Two names in front of you. One was named ‘Albedo’ and the other one was named ‘Kaveh’. You hesitate to open, the anxiety that he never heard of this competition or that you have sorted away his piece is eating you.

Your advisor notices this and gives one of her very rare encouragement.

“You said you have faith.”

You sigh, trying to calm down.

“I do.” You say it just loud enough to believe it.

You and Faruzan both take one, opening them at the same time.

Your hands shake as you do. 

This ‘Albedo’ is good. God, it’s gorgeous. Though what he’s sent out are more artistic than they are architectural, you can see the vision that he’s presenting, it’s something you think your mystery man would find great fun studying.

You literally cannot do this.

You only had one chance left.

It’s this or nothing.

Faruzan holds your hand while you go through his envelope. It’s breathtaking, it’s almost as what you imagined that time Kaveh was talking to you were right here, laid out perfectly.

“Kaveh.” The name sounds so sweet on your tongue.

Finally.

You dress up in a nice outfit, sitting on the carriage’s seat, trying your best not to scream. You could have gotten the wrong person, but you’re sure that this Kaveh is him.

You’re not accompanied by anyone except your coachman. You’ve asked him “if you’re there yet” about five times.

You bury your face in your hands. This is fine, you’ll be fine.

You almost smack your head face-first on the seat when the carriage comes to a stop without any warning.

The door opens for you.

You hear the gossiping of the people around you and you give them that perfect smile you’ve been taught to do even if it makes you feel uncomfortable.

There’s a person by the door. One who’s certainly not the one you met at the party.

“Hello.” You greet.

“Your highness.” He replies, bowing his head.

There is an awkward silence between the two of you. It is clear that neither of you likes talking.

“I’m looking for—”

“Kaveh, I presume?”

You nod nervously.

He opens the door and shouts, an annoyed response can be heard from the outside.

Everything’s fine, you rule this kingdom. If it’s another person, you can just bomb the whole place away!

The joking in your head does not make it any better.

“I swear this better be important, I was busy—” He stops talking as soon as he meets with your eyes.

There’s a flushed look on his face that matches yours.

“Oh. It’s you…”

There come the gasps from around you.

“He did not just call them that.”

“How disrespectful!”

“Right?!”

You cough, unsure how to state why you’re here. You just hand him the contract.

He shakes as he reads it. 

“What…?”

“I told you that I’ll build you a castle.” You remind him.

Kaveh remembers and you can see everything click right in his face. He’s very expressive, not that you were a stranger to that.

“Y-Your Highness.” He stutters.

You wonder if it’s appropriate to go down on your knee.

Fuck it. You can have Madame Faruzan reprimand you later.

The people watching scream in shock as you go down on one knee.

“Now that we have that out of the way…Will you do me the honor of ruling by your side?”

Please say yes, please say yes, please say—

“What?!” Kaveh yells at you. 

“G-Get up! Oh my god, your highness!” He tells you.

“I’m not standing up unless you say yes.”

The man you talked to previously whistles before heading inside the house. Kaveh glares at him, he did just not leave him in a situation like this.

“I’m serious, Kaveh.”

“You’re crazy.” He says.

“I know.” You look up to him hopefully.

He’s so red, it’s almost painful to look at. Not that you were any different from his case.

“I—Alright! Yes! So stand up already, your cape is getting dirty and everyone’s looking so—”

You pull Kaveh down by his collar, drowning in his sweet familiar lips.

You pull Kaveh down by his collar, drowning in his sweet familiar lips.

#plattered writings #dom reader #sub genshin impact #dom!reader #sub genshin #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #kaveh x reader #sub kaveh #sub!kaveh #sub kaveh x reader #thirsts for blake

[prismatica-the-strange]

Balthazar Blake is such a scrungly man.

I need him, carnally

#prisma rambles #prisma thirsts #balthazar blake

[ishdaj]

Your art is AMAZING but did you really have to deaw Blake's feet Like That. I'm terrified of looking at the notes.

Thanks 😭??? The ref I used for the pose was wearing sneakers so I used a 3d model to get the feet right. I'll... make them less detailed next time??? I thought about drawing them all branch-y but he's not that tree yet at this point in the story and I'm not confident in my ability to draw good tattered shoes (as he mentions in 10.5)

For what it's worth there's only been one other comment on the feet and it was on Reddit

#feedback noted tho anon i guess #ishdaj answers #to be fair i was aiming for a thirst trap-ish blake piece but Not With The Feet

[izloveshorses]

they made bellamy blake fight with a sword for ME

#bellamy blake #the 100 #iz watches t100 #5x06 #thank u god thank u everyone for making this happen #my little treat for what i had to Endure #excuse my thirst #.... a Moment

[libraryofgage]

Steddie brainrot continues to worsen to a concerning degree but here's a crack idea that is absolutely sending me:

Famous Spicy Six in which Jonathon is a director who decides to work on a passion project: a Scooby-Doo movie. His ideal cast is as follows:

Nancy Wheeler (investigative journalist with a few special appearances on crime dramas) as Daphne Blake

Argyle (an actor with a habit of playing small parts; he acts only because he thinks it's fun, so he's not concerned with significant roles) as Shaggy Rogers

Robin Buckley (a well-known voice actor who is more well-known for her social media posts and clap-backs) as Velma Dinkley

Steve Harrington (basketball star who is also more well-known for his social media clap-backs and for being Corroded Coffin's number one fan) as Fred Jones

Eddie Munson (frontman for Corroded Coffin, an insanely popular metal/punk/rock band and "infamous" for unashamedly posting Steve Harrington thirst tweets) as the voice of Scooby-Doo

Corroded Coffin is also creating an entirely new, original soundtrack for the movie

And because I think it's funnier this way, this is also an AU where the Upside Down still happened, so Jonathon just calls his friends up and is like "Okay, so hear me out"

The absolute insanity that breaks out when both the movie and cast are announced because nobody can figure out how Jonathon managed to convince all these powerhouses to join his movie.

The further screaming online after one of the movie promo interviews where a reporter asks how they all agreed to the movie and Nancy hits them with, "Well, Jonathon asked, and he never asks for anything."

Which leads to the discovery that they all knew each other in high school, and the reporter jokingly asks if that means they've all dated each other, too, which leads to Eddie jumping in with absolute delight like, "Well, that's a funny story, there. See, Stevie here dated Nancy, who then dated Jonathon when they broke up, who then dated Argyle after they broke up. And I thought Stevie and Robin were dating, so I was very confused when I saw Robin and Nancy kissing. But then I found out that Robin was a true-blue lesbian, which meant Stevie here was open for the taking, and we've been banging ever since."

and Steve is just sitting there, head in his hands while Robin cackles and decides to tell the reporter all about Steve's "fuck I have a crush on Eddie" crisis

This interview, of course, leads to even more freaking out online and comments like "I know I asked for poly Scooby gang, but this is ridiculous," and "I can't believe that in this, the year of our lord 20xx, ScoobyXFreddy became a canon ship," and "if I had a nickel for every romantic relationship the Scooby gang actors have had with each other, I'd have five nickels, which is way more than any of us fucking expected to have," and "suddenly Eddie Munson's thirst tweets make a lot more sense, but can we talk about Steve Harrington's CC tweets now," and "everyone say thank you to Eddie Munson for revealing that mess of a relationship map," and "finally, the canon lesbian velma and daphne we deserve"

The movie is a box office hit, btw, and bloopers from filming roll with the credits, among which is Eddie Munson making Steve Harrington lose his shit laughing on set while dressed in a Scooby Doo onesie and singing Corroded Coffin songs with his Scooby Voice

#Steddie #Steve Harrington #Eddie Munson #Jonathon Byers #argyle stranger things #Nancy Wheeler #Robin Buckley #scooby doo #Scooby Doo is my special interest btw #I know more Scooby lore than you could dream of babygirl #thoughts of this AU completely send me into absolute fits #please appreciate the sheer crack-value of it all I'm begging