#biting eye

[sukunasteeth]

Sukuna has never said no to you.

It didn’t matter what the request was, simple or complicated, easy to fix or a days-long job, Sukuna was always at your side, completing the task as fast as he needed to to keep you satisfied. He would love to deny it, you’re sure, but evidence proves time and time again that he puts your needs and wants at the top of his priority list. 

And you were curious how far you could go with it.

The two of you are sitting in your underwear at the breakfast nook, warming yourselves in the bay window while the morning sun starts on the leftover night time chill. It wasn't quite time for breakfast, still too early for the both of you. In the meantime, you sip on your morning brews, preserving the comfortable silence. Sukuna is flipping through the day's newspaper, his eyes are groggy with sleep and he hasn't said more than a handful of words to you yet. He wasn't a morning person.

You were starting to change that.

"Kuna," You call to him, nudging him with your foot from your corner of the window bench.

"Hmm?" He doesn't look up from the paper, but his hand reaches down and grabs your foot, pulling it into his lap. His thumbs start to subconsciously knead at your muscles.

"I want these." You hold up your phone, which you had previously been scrolling through in an attempt to find something ridiculous for this exact moment. You were sure you had found it, something even Sukuna would find unnecessary. 

And yet, he merely glances at your screen, takes in the sight for all of two seconds, and then returns his attention to whatever news article he was in the middle of.

"My wallet's on the counter." He clears the sleep from his throat not sparing a second look. 

You blink at him in surprise.

"D-Did you even see what it is?" You flip your phone around to make sure you were displaying the correct thing. 

Sukuna is frowning before he looks up again, curious at your persistence. He gently cups your hand, bringing it only a minuscule amount closer to examine your screen a second time. 

You were on one of the most luxurious brand’s websites, showing him an incredibly regular pair of panties, no straps, no details, all black- with one of the most outrageous price tags you had ever seen for something so ordinary. 

Sukuna cocks a brow at you over your phone, "Can't imagine you need more panties when you're constantly stealing my boxers. But whatever, hand it over. I know my card number-"

"Kuna," You interrupt him with a surprised laugh, holding fast to your phone when he tries to pluck it out of your hands, "they're a thousand dollars."

He glances back, his eyes focusing lower on the screen where you know the price tag to be. The newspaper in his hands drops down, momentarily forgotten by what he sees. For a moment, you think you've found his limit.

"Wait, are those red one's assless?" He points just below the price, where the recommended products are depicted. "Get those too."

You drop the phone down so that he meets your eyes, which are wide with shock.

Sukuna always took care of you. Always insisted on being the provider of any single thing that you may need; a warm meal, a soft bed, anything your eyes twinkled at that was available for purchase- even if you would never think of buying or owning it. Granted, you never wanted much in terms of material possessions, so you didn't realize the true extent of Sukuna's leniency until now.

It was slightly intimidating, and part of it felt wrong. Sukuna had money, plenty of it, but that didn’t mean he should feel the need to spend copious amounts of it on you just because you could ask him to. He was giving you too much power, it felt like.

You huff through your nose, frowning at him, which only has him tilting his head further to the side in question.

You ignore it, setting your phone onto the window seat and crawling your way closer to him, until you can gather up his face in your hands and lock his gaze into yours.

He glares at you past smushed cheeks, but doesn't make a move to break free of your hold, humoring you. "The hell are you doing-"

"You know you don't always have to say yes to me?"

Now that has him taken aback. His mouth automatically opens for a witty response, but your question seems to have effectively taken the words from his mouth. You can see the cogs in his head turning, and what you wouldn't give to peer inside his mind and hear his thoughts.

It takes him a moment, but eventually that familiar confident smile stretches across his sleepy face. His hands seem to instinctively slide their way up your bare legs until his fingers grip your hip bones, pressing into you. 

He hums, "When have you ever said no to me?"

You scoff, ready to give him a prime example, but end up coming up short. The two of you loved to tease each other with disobedience, but in the end you were eager to give Sukuna anything his heart desired. You loved to please him, it was one of your favorite things to do, in fact.

"You never ask anything ridiculous of me." You remind him, smiling as one of his warm hands slides back down your waist and dips into the pair of his boxers you were sporting that day. 

"You know what's ridiculous?” His voice wraps around your throat, and suddenly has you swallowing past the delicious grip. You're folding into him before you even realize it, at the mercy of his calloused hands. "The implication that I wouldn't do just about anything for you."

You can't help but sigh hopelessly, although it comes out as a desperate noise that pleads him for more. You really were all his, just like he loved to tell you.

"Now hand me your phone." It's a whisper, coaxing you. "I wanna see you in red."

You can’t say no. 

At least it was mutual.

[acidchicken]

Vinyl Launch @Oma Hong Kong

[kanjichris]

wow louis really took a big chomp outta daniel's neck

here i thought the shot of the scar from the pilot was the entire bite, but no, it's just the puncture wound from ONE of louis's fangs

[hinamie]

"I'll show you every day that choosing to live was worth it"

some of my favourite scenes from @hijinks-n-lowjinks' fic things i would miss from the other side . this fic tore my heart out fr but like in a good way and i wanted to pay it homage the only way i know how <3

[backstepping]

[thatonekimgirl]

let's pay some respect to these little moments

[somewhatidealname]

felt like drawing the small differences in his designs, especially their eyes

[butch-with-a-deep-voice]

Fellow dommes, I would like to share a new thing I recently discovered that I think you should try out. We all know how nice the possessiveness of saying "you're mine" to your sub can be. Making them say "I'm yours", or cooing/growling "you're mine" into their ear while they're so deep into subspace all they can do is smile and moan. I've even seen a post making the rounds of growling "I'm yours" into your subs ears as you use them mercilessly. Remind them that only they get receive this treatment.

I see these acts of consensual possession and raise you the notion of ordering your sub to say "you're mine" to you as you make them cum. Holding their eye contact right before you push them over the edge and growl "what am I, kitten? Say it. Say I'm yours."

"You're mine?" they'll of course be initially confused, but press the idea, and as you do, push them over the edge.

"Again."

"You're mine" This time a little more confidence behind the statement.

"That's right... Again."

"You're mine" Finally getting the idea, and realizing it feels amazing.

"Again!"

"You're mine... you're mine... you're mine..."

By this point you can just watch and enjoy as they begin to chant it with the biggest smile on their face, all while orgasming in a way that they haven't before. A different kind of intensity. Continue to make them cum as they passively repeat "you're mine" over and over and over, letting the pleasure and chanting hypnotize them into a state of pure bliss. I promise you, it will give you a form of confidence in your domming entirely separate from claiming them and it feels utterly intoxicating 💕

[sophsun1]

JACOB ANDERSON as Louis de Pointe du Lac

[undeadunearth]

iwtv s1 is a COMEDY in retrospect. watching armand pretend to be rashid is just insane. i rewatched that scene where he's praying and then speaks in an unfamiliar language that attracts daniel's suspicion and when he's called out on it he's just

like these are the same image.

[the-phantom-peach]

Meeting the Light Dragon ✨🐉

[tagged as spoilers!]

[taikk0]

that one pose she did reminded me of this

[acidchicken]

[flyingsnake0]

He's all gucci yall!

[teatitty]

Hot buff dwarves in YOUR area!!!

[blanc-ci]

Part 1/?

Spock has known no peace since his captain decided to get some fangs of his own

mutual (eventually) biting prompt courtesy of @threefandomsinatrenchcoat

I’m struggling through the next part so I figured I’d post what I have so it doesn’t just sit in my drafts forever and ever, but I promise it WILL be mutual

Spock definitely uses his fangs against Jim quite liberally, which led to the captain getting his own gold capped fangs and immediately going on a quest for revenge.

They’re insatiable now, so much goddamn biting. Like two cats (or dogs?) constantly fighting and biting each other’s scruff to prove how they’re the dominant one in the dynamic.

I don’t think Spock used them on Jim during a spar UNTIL the captain got his own and proved (very readily) that he was not afraid to play dirty and tear right into Spock’s flesh. The following visit to medbay had Bones going between yelling “WHAT WERE YOU THINKING” and equally “I DONT WANNA KNOW”. He doesn’t give them any pain killers or numbing agents as he heals them up.

Jim is not afraid to be public about it (why would he be? Hello? He’s the Captain, he’ll damn well bite the XO whenever he wants to) but Spock keeps his biting relatively private- and I feel that’s his possessiveness shining through, in a way. Keeping the marking/claiming just between Jim and himself, like those moments belong solely to him, only for his eyes.🙂‍↕️