Punishing sub Art by blindfolding him during sex 😩
i think he’d think it was sooo silly at first. he’d full-on make fun of it! giggling as he blindly turns his head towards wherever your voice is coming from, the strip of fabric shielding his vision. “i feel dumb. this feels… dumb.”
and then you go from being several feet away from him to being inches from his neck, your warm breathing washing over his skin as you whisper into his ear, “oh? then maybe i’ll just take it off..”
but a whimper bubbles up in his chest and he’s too aroused to stop it from spilling out. he’s instantly reaching out for your body and fumbling to grab at your clothes; his cock swelling as a shiver passes through his form.
one thing leads to another, and then you’re fucking yourself on his cock. your tight, slick, squeezing core sliding up and down his throbbing length as you hold his hands and surprise him with kisses along the shell of his ear and his chest and his wrists. each one is unexpected with his eyes being covered, and each one shakes him down to his soul. everything is just so much more when he can’t see.
he can hear your labored breathing and his own moans clearer, he can taste your saliva on his tongue better from when you kissed him messily, and he can feel his flesh being stroked and soothed with your hole more intensely..
his orgasm crashes into him quicker than it usually does, and he feels like he’s cumming with every single cell in his body.
he lays there as you cry out atop him and work him through his release, and he just gasps and whines and squeezes your palms as he wonders why he ever dissed this idea.
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revisiting a funny concept here. i think krypto has a mental ranking of the bats and its something like this:
kon. kon isn't a bat? krypto doesn't care kon is his favorite ever!!!
dick. actively enjoys and encourages krypto to toss him around in the air. will sit on the floor and hold out his arms and let krypto bowl him over. also he's clark's favorite so he gets EXTRA bonus points.
tim. squeaky toy. goes "eep!" when he gets tossed around. kon's favorite of the bats, which has a significant influence on krypto's opinion.
cass. kon's other favorite bat, but loses points slightly because one time she ate one of krypto's treats in front of him and he never forgave, never forgot.
damian. loves dogs. often has treats. often smells like other dogs. gives good ear scritches.
steph. also gives good ear scritches and is niceys to him. doesn't have treats as often as damian though.
babs. niceys to him, but he doesn't particularly see her often. her voice modulators make him do the head tilts.
bruce. clark likes him well enough but krypto thinks he smells weird. he also wears so much black and complains about white dog hair.
alfred. he doesn't like dog hair, dog slobber, or being licked on the back of the head at superspeed. fuck this guy. krypto will stare him down and lift his leg against an antique couch, see if he doesn't.
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now that natlan is out it's tsaritsa yearning hours again because i am one nation closer to either being horribly disappointed or foaming at the mouth!
creator!reader w a little side of conflicted tsaritsa is such good food I can't not yap about it. a woman who has dedicated so much of her life to severing herself from "love" of all kinds and succeeding and. just being so confident that when she meets you she's bitter and angry and mean. because she can't stand you. she isn't supposed to love yet you worm your way into her heart anyway and you don't even know it.
especially in smth like an imposter au. she tells herself your just a tool for her to use but your treated like the Divine you really are, pampered and spoiled every step. tells herself it means nothing when she indulges you – let's you hold her hand in private, eventually let's you move aside the veil, just a little.
and she hates it. hates how easy it is to let you break down the ice she's built up for years.
all you do is smile and she feels like she can't breathe. because despite how violently she rejects love in all aspects, it always bleeds through eventually. she despises it but the way you brush your thumbs over her cheeks makes her bitter and warm and it infuriates her to no end.
she hates you and she loves you and she can't stand you and if you were ever taken from her she'd destroy every inch of teyvat if she had to go get you back.
and ironically enough I think she'd also be the one to initiate any first kiss. maybe she's still trying to convince herself it's just a fluke and itll make her realize it meant nothing, it means nothing. desperate to fix whatever you've done to her and instead it just makes it worse.
a horrible mess of a woman who gave up on love just to be confronted with it when she finally accepted it's absence.
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Pros of individuals having scents: you walk into a building and it feels like home instantly. It's not just the place - it's the people. Even if everyone is out, there's that tangible sign that they've been there.
Your support network can go with you anywhere, just let everyone wear your jacket for a minute before you go.
Bringing the smell of home with you by packing a pillow or something soft.
Come back from school or work or a long trip and go face down in your own bed for instant comfort.
The experience of growing to like a scent more because you associate it with a trusted friend, or your favorite coworker, or your family (whatever shape that takes).
The variety of scented everything would be even wider, and custom scent blends would be even more fun to play around with.
If it's due to people having stronger olfactory senses in general: congrats, now you can smell your pets and each one is different and you know it when they've made sure you smell like them before you go out for the day.
The lingering smell of hugs on your shoulders after a fun visit.
Cons of individuals having scent: someone walks past you, and you have to fight not to cover your nose. It isn't gross but it's wrong or too much.
Concerts and stadiums and parties would be 10 times as overwhelming.
You can never escape the awareness of that person in your apartment complex that you dislike.
Smelly gamer cave scent knocking people out at a 10 foot radius.
Discovering that the scent of something you used to feel neutral about, now reminds you of past negative relationships.
Wanting to stick your nose in something because it reminds you of people you like, but oops, you're allergic to the actual item.
Wax melts smell even better but are still forbidden snacks.
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The thing is. Bad/gross food is rarely a DISH - when food is bad it's because it's been badly made, whether because of skills or available ingredients. but a dish p much only exists recognisably and has a name because someone likes at least one version of it.
which is to say. there isn't really a way of naming a dish, school of dishes or specific food culture and going EW ISN'T THIS DISH UNILATERALLY CONCEPTUALLY DISGUSTING without denigrating quite a lot of people.
like you don't have to like it in any form. but it's eaten and shared because it's good to a not insubstantial number of people when cooked right.
(and I don't really understand how you approach that with total incuriosity when it's a dish you haven't tried like. ARE rocky mountain oysters good? Maybe! I would very much eat some to find out!!!!)
this is actually something the British food poll did in a way the American ones I've seen haven't really - they described how the food they're imagining is, specifically, badly prepared (grey meat and veggies; unseasoned shepherd's pie). which is wildly tipping the scales by calling it British Food but. like. that is an on point definition of why that food is gross.
(this also applies to American chocolate, which like. Broad category but I think most of us understand this refers to low-cocoa high-sugar chocolate, probably with bucolic acid. so we are being invited to imagine Badly Made Chocolate not. the concept of chocolate)
personally I just think it's very rarely a good or funny idea to shittalk how gross any given food culture is. partly because food is important and culturally evocative for most people, partly because it's very...alienating? to be like WHO COULD EAT SUCH A THING? just because you wouldn't, and largely because to be frank it says more about you than about the food that you have so little imagination or curiosity that you can't imagine why a food might be enjoyable to folks who aren't you.
yes this includes jello salad, I would like to try it. ONCE. if it wasn't appealing to someone it wouldn't be so widespread.
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we need more turbo being an absolutely feral lover tbh. like he is UNHINGED as a partner i can feel it...
ABSOLUTELY, YOU, YOU GET ME
(SPICE AND SPICY BELOW.... obviously)
Aggressive Lover!Turbo x Reader (NSFT)
When he's not boasting to his partner, he's showing THEY are his biggest trophy. He'll show you off as his 'worthy partner', the only one that could come close to his level (ignoring how everyone else is rolling their eyes at him).
Always has an arm around you. Pulling you in closer to him either by wrapping an arm around your shoulders or pulling you in by the waist, shamelessly pressing your coded body against his.
Truthfully, he wants everyone to know you are his.
He loves feeling your figure against his hand, his fingers rubbing subtly against your hip or teasingly intertwining his fingers with yours. He just can't get enough of you.
May or may not be the ego he gives himself at actually having someone who wants him around.
While your type of flirting or affection can range from sweet to tease, he will return it in full, if you allow it.
This man bites, nibbles, grips at you, and holds you down against him by keeping you on his lap facing him, just to look at your face as his hands grip your hips.
You're his partner, and he wants to be reminded of that constantly.
His kisses are rough, even as he holds his cheeks. He's not exactly the best kisser. Quite messy, actually. You figured it was his inexperience. But that doesn't stop him. He loves feeling your lips against his. It's a high for him, almost equal to the high he gets winning every single (good) race, and you know how much he enjoys that. If you can provide that same furor for him, he'll be chasing it, over and over from you.
His hands grip and squeeze at you, your hips, thighs, waist, desperately grabbing at you as if to reassure himself you're actually there, still there with him and wanting him as much as he wants you.
He doesn't want to just have and taste your lips, but all of you. A long shiver goes up your spine once you realize he wasn't just kissing your neck, but licking it as well, panting heavy and hotly against your coded skin as he holds you against him, his tongue sliding and pressed on that specific spot on your neck.
You almost start to think when was the last time he ever even had someone.
Did I mention he bites?
Hearing your moan and jolted gasp as he bites on your shoulder fuels him like nothing else in your foreplay.
Before you know it, he is desperately tugging at your clothes.
You would think he considers himself as nothing less than a top, but the truth was, as long as he's able to look at your blushing, dazed, pleasured face and is able to hear your beautiful moans, he doesn't mind having you on top.
He likes to have his partner work for it, even as he too bucks himself up at you.
If you're on top, he's making sure you're on top. His hands clasp onto your hips, fervently chasing that high that was your body like you were the most divine thing bestowed upon him. If you were going to do it, you would do it right.
What kind of a racer would he be if his own partner couldn't ride as well as he?
Whether he's under you or on top of you, he wants you to know exactly what you do to him.
His body moves against yours, rough and hard almost lifting you up from the bed as he grabs onto his hips. Despite his short body, he did have some strength in him. At least, only when it came to this.
He thrusts hard and desperately against you, like you were a hole for him to bury and empty himself into. He loves seeing how you take all of him, disappearing throughly into your body. The only one worthy enough of him.
He grunts and growls as he pounds into you, like a feral animal in heat chasing that high that was your tight body. His raspy voice mutters sounds of praises and swears under his breath.
You can barely register his fingers digging into your coded skin before he growls his way into climax, keeping your hips firmly in place to make sure nothing comes out. He doesn't want you to waste any part of him. He was your partner, and you would take all of him.
Despite his fervent drive from earlier, he doesn't let you go for quite a while. His yellow eyes look up at you with a satisfied drive, that familiar victorious wide smile creeping up his lips, the smile marks around his face proudly showing themselves as he does.
"You... my prized babe... were just Turbotastic~"
He gives an eyebrow raise when you start to laugh at that. But before he can protest or say anything about it, you hold his cheeks and bring him up to you for a deep kiss.
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