the flowers on Isabela’s dress and in her hair - cattleya trianae orchids (may lilies), national flowers of Colombia
Camilo snapping his fingers when he is excited
Mirabel using her lips to point
flowered balconies (like in Cartagena)
ruanas (ponchos) that Bruno and Camilo wore
Dolores’ “squeaks”
inviting the whole town/neighbourhood to a party
sombrero vueltiao - traditional Colombian hat
Isabela being covered in the colors of Colombian flag (🇨🇴) during her song
and many many more!
(this is for all the people who still say Encanto is not about Colombians ; sorry about the quality of the gifs)
I'm sorry but schlatt literally scored a 71% exhibitionist and you think he *wouldn't* enjoy you sucking him off or giving him head in front of others????
Like walk in and start touching him during a chuckle sandwich recording and you'll have him whimpering and moaning in seconds, I don't make the rules.
We all know tucker and ted would enjoy the show too
God i need him
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sorry i cant hang out i forgot how to mimic human like behaviour
"just stay neutral and dont take sides" um no. fuck you and fuck israel. free palestine 🇵🇸
no one respects the art of cock-warming quite like Price.
18+ | cock warming. exhibitionism.
he loves having his lil sub (whether you want to be or not) kneeling at his feet, his cock stuffed down your throat while he works, alternating between holding a cigar in his hand or a pen. the other on the back of your head, keeping you still. cradled his lap where you belong.
and he'd spend ages training you up for it, too.
starts by makingyou sit in his lap, letting you mewl and whine and pant in his ear about the stretch, the need. wanting him to just fuck you already and get it over with. but he's patient. let's you acclimate slowly until all he has to do is pat his thigh and you're already shoving your panties to the side, sliding down his thick girth as he turns on some movie you'd been chirping about wanting to see. squirming around for a moment until you find your spot before melting into his chest, breathing around the stretch. because at some point, having him inside of you, stuffing you full—cock, mouth, ass—comes as naturally as breathing, anyway.
but if you think this is a private endeavor only, well. you'd be wrong.
it starts small. his fingers inside of you when you're out at a restaurant with Laswell and her wife (who seems to sharing your expression; Kate's hand disappearing below the table), just sitting. teasing. he's not trying to get you off. it's just training. new horizons, love, he says, and it's just so easy to get swept up into the maelstrom of his desire, isn't it?
a movie after. it's boring. you hate it. so, he unzips his trousers and offers himself to you instead. let's you thumb through your feed (phone on silent, brightness down to zero) in the back of the theatre as you lounge across the chairs in the empty room, his cock down your throat.
an opera. sitting on his lap with him inside of you, dress covering the indecent act as he shoves your panties to the side (only worn in case he finishes—can't have his cum dripping down your thigh when you go out to eat, can you?) and sinks in deep with a little groan muffled into your neck.
soon, he'll refuse to let you sit anywhere that isn't his lap. on his cock. you almost get caught a few times (and maybe you do) but John's influence is all-consuming and no one bats an eye when he starts to bounce you on his lap in an empty restaurant, hand curled over your mouth to keep any noise that spills out just for him. only for him.
if you think falling asleep without him inside of you is an option, then you should have thought about that before moving in because after he fucks you, he'll cradle you close, ignoring any protests about cleaning up. feigns sleep until you huff, giving in.
(you sleep better when he's inside of you, anyway.)
he's just utterly insatiable—and smitten, really—and it doesn't even feel much like training or conditioning when (he rings the dinner bell and) your mouth starts to water as he sits down, thighs spread wide enough for you slip between. nursing his cock the same way he carts his fingers across your nape, cradling the whiskey in his hand. staring down at you with a deep, ravenous hunger as you sigh around the thick of him, and rest your head on his lap.
(a bell echoes in your ear, but it's easy to ignore it because he was right, after all. this is where you belong.)
yall knew it was only a matter of time 🤡💀
the most embarrassing part about being a virgin smut writer is that those tiktoks of pussy eating/cock sucking tips and tricks have me taking notes. not to use irl because HA nobody's touching me any time soon are you kidding. but to make sure sex havers think I know what I'm talking about when writing my fictional character porn
What do you call a group of Little D’s? A pack? A flock? Maybe a herd? MC’s personal favourite was “the void” since when the creatures crowded in one spot their small black silhouettes would melt into a big shadow and form something akin to a moving black hole. At first, it made them kind of uneasy, since the smaller demons did come across as just as sinister as the strongest of their kind. From a further distance, they resembled a little puffball, upon closer inspection, everyone would notice that their needle-like teeth could easily pierce human skin and their claws and horns were always perfectly sharpened. The big eyes would make for a cute feature if it wasn’t for the animalistic glint in them. Some of them spoke human languages, some only knew the infernal language and some could, or chose to, only chirp twitter happily. It would seem so that they had some kind of pack instinct and would often crowd together, which would always form a cacophony of different sounds.
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Just a thought, but I definitely think Levi would be into cross-dressing in the bedroom.
I mean like. Can you imagine? 😳
Levi would totally rock a pink fit with high rise stockings and a cute crop top with a collar and animal-like accessories. (i.e cat/wolf ears, cat/dog tail etc.)
He’d love it when MC pulls on the leash attached to his collar and he’d be praised my MC as he shows off his cute little outfit.
Levi would put himself in different positions to show off different parts of his body while MC gets the greats view.
He’d be putting his legs up on objects to show off the thigh highs and his legs as well as the cute little booty-shorts he wold wear that would be too tight for his liking around his genitalia.
He’d bend down, showing off how hard he is underneath the thin clothing. He’d pose his upper body to bring light to his chest and torso that seemed to get more red as Levi gets more passionate with it overtime.
MC can’t help but reward him with a dildo and a vibrator.
MC would praise him as he rides the dildo. MC would also be pressing the vibrator to Levi’s dick(s) and he’d be helpless as MC makes him cum all over himself.
MC would coo and praise him before cleaning him up and getting him into more comfortable clothing.
Levi would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy being eyed like candy.
Perhaps he might even enjoy it if you have him a little lick…