34, bi female (she/her), bratty femme, New Zealand, 18+ only, no minors or terfs
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I’m going to take that halo of yours and wrap it around your neck while I fuck you, angel.
So, Scary Villain (you are absolutely amazing at writing those btw chefs kiss) but vs someone who is Into That (hero or civilian) and so this scary big bad who thought they were being intimidating and downright terrifying (which they were... for a normal person) is just like ":D?!?"
I just love the slight inherit goofiness of an intimidation/scare tactic producing a VERY different result than intended towards the receiver.
(Hope you have a lovely day/night btw)
"Are you enjoying this?"
The villain stood with one hand outstretched as their telekinetic abilities wound around the hero's limbs and splayed them against the wall like a specimen beneath a microscope.
"Enjoying is...a word," the hero replied. "They said you'd be able to see me, or sense me or whatever, but man. I was sure that was bullshit."
Invisibility was a useful gift in many a situation. It didn't matter how strong or fast their opponent was when they could never see the hero coming. It didn't matter how many enemies there were when the hero could sneak past them with minimal effort and the right pair of shoes.
They'd been doing their usual, sneaking past the villain too, when the villain's hand lashed out. They hadn't bothered to even look up. The hero had gone flying as surely as if they were wearing a neon sign that screamed 'here I am!' at regular intervals.
"You might as well show yourself," the villain had drawled. "Unless you'd prefer I make an abstract painting of your organs against the ceiling."
The hero had let their invisibility drop, heart pounding.
The villain had rose, slow and predatory, to their feet. The hero hadn't been able to take their eyes off them.
The villain's head tilted at the hero's words. They took several steps closer, and all the hero could do was twitch their fingers uselessly against the wall. There was no hiding. No slipping away. The hero's breath hitched as the villain stopped less than a metre away, close enough to touch, though they didn't. Their gaze raked over the hero like a physical thing, leaving no detail spared.
"Because I can see you?" the villain asked. "Even when you don't want to be seen? Must be a novelty for someone like you."
"Because that thing you just did hurling me against a wall was bloody hot."
The villain blinked. Startled. Their eyes turned dark and molten. Their head tilted the other way.
The hero swallowed.
"But, I mean, we can call it being seen," the hero said. "Probably more professional."
"Do you know who I am?"
"Duh."
"But you are not frightened?"
"I have a peculiar reaction to danger."
"Indeed." The villain curled their finger and the pressure at the hero's throat tightened and left them choking. The villain watched it all. They might have seemed dispassionate, except...
"Enjoying yourself?" the hero rasped.
"You're a delightful surprise. Stupid, but delightful. New?"
"It's one of my many charms."
"The other being how pretty you'd look writhing and bloody with tears in your eyes? What are you doing in my lab?"
"Spelunking."
"Excellent hobby for a budding danger addict."
"I know, right?!"
The villain snorted. They loosened their telekinetic grip on the hero's throat, before they could get too dizzy. "What are you doing in my lab?"
"I was curious about you."
"Have I satisfied your morbid curiosity?"
"Morbid?" The hero wet their dry lips, but held the villain's gaze. "You haven't killed me yet. Wouldn't be as fun without the screaming and sobbing, would it?"
"There's still time." The villain paused, clocking the hero's reaction to that. "Oh, you weren't kidding. You really are a little freak, aren't you?"
"It's all in the line delivery. Do you practice?"
"No. Would you like me to practice on you?"
"I mean, I should point out I don't actually have a death wish."
"You broke into my lab."
"And for all you know I could have a cunning escape planned!"
The villain flicked their hand and the hero dropped down off the wall with a thump, landing on their knees, hands twisted behind their back. Chin tilted up by an unseen force.
"Then escape," the villain said. "Or I'll assume you want to stay like this for me."
"Most people buy me dinner first."
"We're not most people."
The hero considered them a moment, before they switched their invisibility on and then some again. Focusing. Phasing from the villain's grip.
The villain's eyes grew impossibly darker.
The hero straightened, giving a little bow.
A smirk curled the villain's lips. "I know how to keep people alive when I want to. I think I want to right now."
"Dinner? Tonight?"
"You can break in at seven."
It was the start of a beautiful new...not friendship. But they both enjoyed themselves very much.
pottery workshop 🏺🏺
robot girl desperately trying to teach her tech illiterate gf the difference between usb-c and micro usb because she keeps buying incompatible sex toys
Do I wanna be the strong lady or overpowered by the strong lady?
DICKINSON || 1.01 “Because I Could Not Stop”
Go on. Spin a few times 🙃
The prompt was ‘detention.’
YES I did a redraw of ‘Meeting on the Turrent Stairs’ but with a butch/femme couple. YES I’m gay. What do you want.
following @femme-bo's idea i made a femmes of nsft tumblr discord join here
Fucktoy (romantically)
i love when random tumblr users find my blog and go through it liking and reblogging everything in a frenzy, it feels like i’ve been cultivating a nice backyard with a lovely birdbath and feeder and i’ve glanced out the window to see a bird going absolutely wild with it
brat who tries to be mean to their dom but their dom just smiles at them, pets their head, and says "You're in a feisty mood, huh? Is it because you haven't been fucked yet" and the brat just slowly nods in embarrassment because they figured it out so fast
cesare paciotti shoes with tiny swords on them!
Nooooo don't look respectfully 😩 I want you to bite me
Why are the horrors calling you "babygirl"? 🤨
okay hear me out
soft sexual kink
I would Die™️ to need to ask to come, even knowing the answer will always be "yes"
Being told to "give it up"/'give it to me" when I'm so close to coming
Being praised and called sweet thing and blushing and scrunching my nose because praise makes me shy and squirmy and embarrassed and blushy
Asking for what I want from a scene like an adult and then getting it, relaxing into it because there are no surprises, nothing to brace myself for, and I can trust my dom to handle things while I'm soft and small
"don't muffle yourself, those noises are mine, give them to me"
Hickeys!!!! across my shoulders and chest and stomach and thighs!!!
Giving someone an orgasm as they walk me through pleasing them, not having to worry about being good at it because they tell me how to please them, they tell me what to do and all I need to do is listen, and I'm so good at listening
Getting to worship someone who deserves it and being able to ask how to do it better, knowing I will never be made to feel like I've failed
Kneeling and being quiet and soft!!!!
I would like all this very much!!!!!!!!
Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous
Nooooo don't look respectfully 😩 I want you to bite me