#back with a vengeance

[martiniluvr]

18+ minors dni

heyyy…how y’all doin…

back after an unexpected (long) hiatus lol hope y’all missed me…anywayz we hit 3k while I was gone so! celebratory brucie post bcus I love u all and it’s my thank u for sticking around 💞

warnings: nsfw alphabet for bruce wayne, so there’s a variety of things under the cut. please proceed with caution 🩷

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A | Aftercare (what he’s like after sex)

I’ll die on the hill that bruce wayne is a gentleman first and foremost. he’s offering you a hot shower, a cold drink, and one of his fresh-pressed shirts to protect your modesty. and don’t worry—he’s gone in the morning (billionaire business calls), but he’s leaving you a full breakfast spread to wake up to (thanks, alfred).

B | Body part (his favorite body part of his and also his partner’s)

let’s be honest here. bruce knows he looks good. clear blue eyes, jet black hair, chiseled jaw, and a sculpted body…there’s not much about him physically that he can fault, even though he would never say that out loud. and of course, he loves everything about you; that being said, there’s something about a rounded, feminine figure that drives bruce wayne wild. hips, thighs, an ample bust—he loves himself a whole lot of woman.

C | Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

I’ll just say it: mr. wayne is giving you thick, heavy loads every time. he’s saving them for you (see J), and he’s not interested in finishing anywhere except inside you (mouth included here). maybe it’s an intimacy thing, maybe it’s a hint of a breeding kink, or maybe it’s just possessiveness; either way, it’s all for you.

D | Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of his)

billionaire vigilante bruce wayne, who could snap a grown man in half and towers over you even when you’re in six-inch heels, would secretly love to be made to pleasure you for nothing in return. having you sit on his face, using him to get off over and over again, but never once offering him release as his cock twitches against his abdomen; the thought has gotten him through many a tedious charity gala.

E | Experience (how experienced is he? does he know what he’s doing?)

how do I put this delicately? bruce is…well, kind of a whore. after all, you don’t earn billionaire playboy status for no reason. his sexual body count more than makes up for the bodies he hasn’t accumulated thanks to his no-kill rule, so he’s working with a wealth of experience here—and, yes, he knows exactly what he’s doing.

F | Favorite position (this goes without saying)

bruce loves to see you on top, where he can take in the view of your body, your face, and your cunt in one fell swoop; plus, when you start to falter as you orgasm creeps up on you, he can pull you into a bear hug against his chest and pick up the pace as you whine into his neck.

G | Goofy (is he more serious in the moment? is he humorous? etc.)

it should come as no surprise that bruce isn’t the king of levity in bed. sex for a man like him represents one of two things: purely stress relief, or deep and intimate emotional connection. either way, it’s not a laughing matter; he’s taking it—and your pleasure—seriously. and if you know about the batman mantle? you’re in soul-bonding territory with him.

H | Hair (how well groomed is he? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

bruce keeps himself very well-manicured, but you’ll find that manscaping isn’t his main priority between his philanthropy and vigilantism. still, he’s keeping things neat and practical, with a healthy sprinkling of happy trail—a balance between bruce’s polished good looks and the bat’s ruggedness.

I | Intimacy (how is he during the moment? the romantic aspect)

there are two schools of thought here: hookup bruce and relationship bruce. the former is…rather impersonal. now, the latter—the intensity with that bruce wayne is off the charts. he’s romantic in the vampiric soul-bonding sense only found in gothic literature. penetrating gaze, minimal conversation, and unwavering skin-to-skin contact the whole time, like you’ll vanish into thin air if he lets go of you for even a second.

J | Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

perhaps controversial but I don’t think bruce wastes his time with masturbation. all his discipline, training, and mental fortitude puts him above something as instinctive and banal as instant sexual gratification. he’d much rather save his energy for a fulfilling, drawn-out sexual release—and part of that is doing it with you.

K | Kink (one or more of their kinks)

this one is simple. bruce has a size kink. yes, he’s huge, he’s strong, he’s rich—but seeing how he eclipses you when he stands behind you sparks a fire in his lower abdomen unlike much else. the way his massive hands dwarf yours, or how your delicate fingers clutch at his muscular thighs as you take his length in your mouth…it strokes his ego, what can he say?

L | Location (favorite places to do the do)

though his custom-made king sized bed is more than appropriate real estate, bruce can’t get enough of fucking you in the shower. it’s sensual, erotic, and deeply intimate. plus, it gives him an easy excuse to manhandle you however he pleases—“you’re gonna slip, darling. put your legs around me.”

M | Motivation (what turns him on, gets him going)

everything about you can get bruce hard with little to no effort, but he really enjoys seeing you in your form-fitting pencil skirts and high heels for work. maybe it’s how serious and commanding they make you look, or maybe it’s that he knows he gets to peel that little outfit off your body in his office when you visit him on his late nights. whatever the case, he loves catching you on your way to work.

N | No (something he wouldn’t do, turn offs)

he’ll always aim to please, but bruce would be reluctant to inflict pain on you beyond a few pointed spanks. like, he genuinely could not bring himself to harm you in any material way. with his size, skill set, values, and experiences, he would never risk doing anything that might actually hurt or otherwise scare you. now, if you want to rough him up a little…that’s another story.

O | Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

bruce loves to pleasure you and he does it well; he’d never forgo the opportunity to have you gasping and begging for release while his face is buried between your legs. that said, there are few things in the world he thinks about more than your pretty eyes looking up at him as you slide his cock between your lips. between the pleasure and the view, receiving head is the closest someone like him is getting to heaven.

P | Pace (is he fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

bruce wants you to feel every inch of him, so he’s starting off slow—agonisingly so—and building his pace gradually. he’s also not one to rush, meaning he’ll rarely get rough and sloppy. despite appearances, he can be incredibly tender, and he wants to take his time. when he’s about to cum, though, you’ll notice his thrusts getting a little ragged, and his grip a little harsher.

Q | Quickie (his opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

this may be an unpopular opinion, but bruce is seldom going to prefer a quickie over drawn-out, sensual sex. and it’s not because he doesn’t enjoy them; frankly, they just don’t give him the opportunity to appreciate your body the way he’d prefer to. now, if you insisted, he’d be happy to oblige, but you’d almost certainly have to pick things up again later with more time for him to truly feel satisfied.

R | Risk (is he game to experiment? does he take risks? etc.)

I think it’s not far-fetched to assume bruce’s appetite for risk is healthy. you know, on account of the vigilante thing. and the billionaire thing. he’ll try almost anything you ask him to, and I can see a young bruce being very much the experimentalist, though age teaches him restraint. still, fucking you in his office is one of his biggest fantasies, despite how, well, risky it is.

S | Stamina (how many rounds can he go for? how long does he last?)

the limit does not exist. and I really mean that. bruce wayne can last for a long time, and he can go multiple rounds—it’s that goddamn training of the mind and body. the two of you can easily go into the early hours of the morning, even with generous breaks in between; he’s got a lot of pent up desire to be released.

T | Toys (does he own toys? does he use them? on a partner or himself?)

I don’t see him owning toys for himself, but bruce is more than open to buying and using them on you. you’ll never forget your first orgasm from a hitachi wand while he was buried balls-deep in you—all because you mentioned you’d never used one before and were curious to try it. he won’t forget it either; watching you get yourself off like that is an image that stirred…something in him (see D).

U | Unfair (how much he likes to tease)

he’s not going out of his way to drive you crazy—not that it would be hard—because bruce is basically incapable of denying you anything. whatever you want is yours: a handbag, a new dress, a car, an orgasm, literally anything he can give you. now, he does enjoy it when you tease him. a man like him is used to getting whatever he wants, so having a beautiful woman cause him strife…well, it turns him on.

V | Volume (how loud he is, what sounds he makes, etc.)

unsurprisingly, bruce isn’t all that vocal; it’s all gritted teeth and laboured breaths as he tries to maintain composure—after all, he’s supposedly mastered discipline—but despite his best efforts, the feeling of your soft body on his is enough to draw out the odd low, rumbling moan, especially when he’s close to climax.

W | Wild card (a random headcanon)

he couldn’t degrade you even if he tried. bruce wayne only knows how to praise you; “darling”, “princess”, “sweetheart”. when he can tear himself away from the sight of you squirming at his touch, he tells you how beautiful you are, and how incredible you feel. he’s a #tenderlover and I stand by that.

X | X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

bruce is slightly over the 6 inch mark, but girth is where he really shines. every thrust fills you just enough to make your toes curl, and the gentle upward curve of his cock grazes your g-spot each time you rock your hips forward. the tip—a pale pink that matches his lips—is particularly sensitive to your touch.

Y | Yearning (how high is his sex drive?)

incredibly high. bruce wayne could fuck you at any given moment if you only asked. but, he won’t act on his desire arbitrarily. he’s all about self-control and mind over matter; part of his training inherently taught him to contain his base instincts, which includes his sex drive. but let the record show—he will acquiesce if you even slightly suggest you’d like your insides rearranged.

Z | Zzz (how quickly he falls asleep afterwards)

he barely sleeps on a normal day, so bruce is certainly not rolling over and going to bed after ravaging your body. he’ll have a shower—ideally with you—and wait for you to fall asleep by his side before he even considers getting some rest himself. he does sleep eventually, though, and he finds his most restful nights are spent with you draped over his body, breathing softly against his chest.

[pinksparklelps]

I get so tilted at the ᵗᵒʷᵉʳˢ

[momomallowart]

The new CG has me in a mood (and the mood is punk goes pop) ʕ≧ᴥ≦ʔ🤘

[thescribblings]

I have decided that my last post was a wip

Here's the finished product(s)

Was quite fun to play around with, and i don't know what possessed me to create these

Have nice day :]

[badlydrawnjake]

hey guys

[icywaddle]

Kanamafu Roommates AU [2/?]

The melodic twittering of some sort of bird roused Kanade from her slumber. She sat up, leaning against the headboard of her bed and yawning. As she stretched her arms, she glanced around, noticing an empty hole in the blankets next to her. Her momentary confusion quickly wore off as she began to recall what had happened last night. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she buried her face in her hands, oddly embarrassed.

… Nothing serious actually happened last night.. so why am I…

She was drawn out of her musings by the soft sound of Mafuyu’s voice coming from the doorway.

“Kanade? Are you awake?”

Mafuyu peeked her head in through the door, her purple hair still slightly tangled. A carton of orange juice rested in one of her hands, an empty glass in the other.

“Ah- Yes.”

Kanade nodded, swinging her legs off the bed and yawning again.

“What time is it..?”

Disappearing from the doorway, Mafuyu quickly returned, this time without the juice and glass.

“5:30. Sorry for waking you up, I still need to get to school. If I start missing days…”

Mafuyu trailed off, but they both knew what she meant. If the school noticed Mafuyu was continually absent, they’d inevitably check back home. And when they did that.. Kanade shuddered at even the thought of Mafuyu’s mother, her distaste for the woman bringing a bitter taste to her mouth. Noticing Kanade’s discomfort, Mafuyu flicked the lights on and walked back to the kitchen, ignoring Kanade’s sleepy grumbling at the bright light assaulting her eyes.

“I’ll finish making breakfast and head out.”

Mafuyu called from the hallway, her voice growing fainter and fainter. Kanade mumbled another groggy complaint before staggering out of bed and rummaging in her closet for something to wear. She switched out her pants, glancing into her closet and pondering what to wear. Standing there in her bra - which was more of a tank top than a bra, she peered into her closet, searching for a shirt among the hangers and hangers of jackets. Too late, she realized she hadn’t closed the door when she heard Mafuyu’s footsteps rounding the corner.

“Kanade, how do you want your eggs-”

Mafuyu paused, as if processing the scene in front of her. Neither girl dared to move, unwilling to break the silence.

“Ah-! Sorry-”

In a mild panic, Kanade dove into her closet, disappearing for a few seconds before returning with her arms stuck halfway into a black t-shirt. She attempted to rearrange her limbs and get the shirt on properly, but quickly realized her efforts were futile.

“U-Uh..”

Kanade mumbled, cheeks flushing.

“Sorry, Mafu-”

Before she could finish, she felt cold hands on her arms, gently tugging at the fabric of the shirt. She jumped at the sudden contact, but sheepishly accepted her help. Mafuyu slid Kanade’s shirt down over her head, patting her shoulders. She glanced down, meeting Kanade’s embarrassed gaze. For a moment, Kanade almost thought she saw the barest hint of pink tinging Mafuyu’s cheeks. They stood there, Mafuyu’s hands gently resting on Kanade’s shoulders, Kanade staring up at her. Then, Mafuyu drew back, sliding her hands off of Kanade and clearing her throat.

“I came to ask… How do you usually like your eggs..?”

Kanade blinked, drawing herself out of her stupor and slapping her hands to her cheeks. Mafuyu unconsciously leaned forward, concerned, but Kanade shook herself off and responded.

“A-Ah… I’m not picky.”

She mumbled, cheeks still faintly pink.

“I’ll have what you have. Or whatever’s easiest.”

Mafuyu blew out a breath, hesitating a moment before nodding and turning to head out of the room.

“O-Okay.”

The smallest stutter managed to make its way into her voice before she left the room, immediately burying her face in her hands as she walked briskly down the corridor. That image of Kanade stayed in her mind, hovering in her vision like an overlay and refusing to leave. Now thoroughly ashamed, Mafuyu quickly ran through her plan for the day, grabbing the kettle to pour a cup of tea and desperately trying to shake from her vision the lingering flashes of Kanade’s soft white hair, her tender smile, her beautiful blue eyes..

A sudden wetness on her fighters shakes Mafuyu from her ruminations, prompting her to hiss a curse and quickly put the kettle back down as the boiling hot tea ran over her fingers. She barely felt anything, only a vaguely uncomfortable tingling on her fingers and the barest hint of pain.

“Mafuyu!?”

Apparently, Kanade had heard her. She came running into the kitchen, inhaling sharply when she saw Mafuyu’s quickly reddening hands.

“Shit… Here, keep your hand under the water!”

Kanade flicked the tap on, making sure the water was lukewarm before gently guiding Mafuyu’s hand into the stream. Mafuyu winced almost imperceptibly at the pain, but kept her hand under the flowing water.

“Make it a bit cooler every 30 seconds or so.”

Mumbled Kanade, opening drawers and cabinets in search of something. She finally found it, holding it up triumphantly. It was a small red medicine box, and Kanade opened it, sifting through until she grabbed a clear plastic roll. Mafuyu flicked the handle down a notch, still watching Kanade, who was walking towards her with the roll in hand.

“Is that for wrapping my fingers?”

Mafuyu asked, tilting her head. Kanade nodded, awkwardly placing it down on the countertop next to the sink and moving to stand next to Mafuyu.

“Yeah.. I burned myself a while ago while preparing some noodles, so I figured it’d come in handy since I handle hot water a lot.”

Kanade leaned in, brushing her shoulder lightly against Mafuyu’s as she examined her hands. She winced, eyes taking in the reddening skin.

“Well… Keep it under the water for a little longer. After that, I can help you wrap it up and…”

She paused, seeming to contemplate something. After a moment, Mafuyu stepped in, finishing her sentence tentatively.

“And then I’ll head to school..?”

Kanade shook her head, seeming conflicted.

“… I don’t want you to go.”

She quietly whispered, shaking her head.

“.. Huh-?”

Mafuyu glanced down at Kanade, tilting her head. Kanade, realizing what she had said, shook her head again, harder this time.

“N-Not like that- well- I mean-”

She stuttered for a moment, pausing to take a breath before continuing.

“Your dominant hand is injured. You won’t be able to write. I don’t think you’ll get much done in school even if you do go.”

Pausing, Mafuyu considered her situation. If she went anyway, she wouldn’t be able to take notes or solve problems, and her hand would be in stinging pain all day. If she stayed, she could finally rest. And.. she could spend some time with…

“But… If I don’t go, my mother-”

Her worries push their way back to the forefront of her mind, bursting out of her mouth in a fearful cascade. Kanade turned and reached her arms around Mafuyu, gently embracing her. Mafuyu hesitates a moment before burying her face in Kanade’s shoulder, breathing in the faint floral scent of her hair.

“To hell with her.”

Kanade murmurs, twining her right hand with Mafuyu’s unharmed left.

“What do you want to do?”

Mafuyu, wrapped in Kanade’s warm arms and holding her hand, made a selfish decision. Finally, for the first time, she answered for her own happiness instead of someone else’s.

“… I want to rest.”

[bahbzxxx]

Once I get this into the wild it would be cool but I’m considering writing the most atrocious deconstruction of Venti and the nameless bards relationship to the point where ven-ven gets so consumed with jealousy (and prolly intimidation/fear that turns into an obsession), spirals out of control, and maybe or maybe not goes batshit insane 🫡

Like I get it, I did the story quest…it’s heartbreaking…

but that’s a very f-ed up way to live, isn’t it? Living with somebody else’s face…

There’s gotta be another reason. Keep in mind, would you, that Venti is probably the least free person in Teyvat…

The bard got to die, but bro got to die free.

[thingsasbarcodes]

Ben 10 2x13 - Back With a Vengeance

[fogaminghub]

🌿✨ Dive into Chapter 4 of Visions of Mana: Back with a Vengeance!  

Join Val as he confronts his past and climbs the majestic Jaque Tree to reclaim Hinna’s corestone. This journey is more than just a climb – it’s a path to redemption!

[swivelbot]

Gayke is back bitches.

[geniethegrey]

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[mythology-void]

girl you are killing it! girl i think it's dead! girl you can stop STABBING

[maizstar]

happy pride to whatever the fuck this was

[mushyooms]

Poseidon: after everything you've done, how will you sleep at night?

Odysseus:

based on this incredible tweet below i only drew over it HAHA

[black-quadrant]

[goddesssfrequency]

The Return!

Greetings and Salutations !! I was reminiscising on how much fun I used to have on tumblr and tried my hand at logging in! Anyways Im back and better but of course Im different . Im still into the sugar life but from a more nuanced angle ! I cant wait to talk about the 4B movement and the economy too. The convo may cover the same ground it used to but I have not only elevated but take each day like a lesson in class . Im not really going to follow a cookie cutter approach to my content and wanted to make it clear up front that I havent logged back in since like ....2020...I could be wrong but yeah its been ages. If your interested in an elevated dialogue and commentary about these times then stay tuned ....MY PRETTIES <3

lets stir the pot and transmute the negativity in oppuuurtunity<3