Dizzy - Blog Posts
Amethyst(?
Went for a sorta mad scientisty look. I think she’s nice and kooky! I’m gonna call her Dizzy :)
Más edits malos para mi AU genderbend de Descendants, hoy tenemos a los VKs más adorables, Caleb Facilier ( Celia ) y Dex Tremaine ( Dizzy)
Inktober day 24: dizzy
I am too lazy to finish this, so here you go.
Day 15-19!
Kaaru on watch duty listening to music as she gets ready for the day with her dragons messing with her.
Toddler Kaaru was also accident prone.
🍨🍭
Our Dalmatians are getting older...
simon riley indulging your darker kinks cw: cnc, mask play, knife play, breath play, gun mentioned (but no play).
simon could hardly believe what he was hearing from you, his sweet thing, as you detailed your fantasies to him. looking up at him with those doe eyes of yours as you relayed the debauched thoughts that occupied your brain—the brain he often called ditzy.
yeah, sure, you'd had sex plenty of times before, vanilla in nature whenever his wide hips plummeted into your velvetly pussy with lewd squelches and skin slapping against each other, but what you were asking now was different.
it was filthy, but he'd be lying if he said his dick didn't chub up at the thought. his eyes darkening with lust as you detailed your want for him to 'break in' to your shared home in his black balaclava, armed with a gun in his holster—whether it was loaded, or not, was up to him—and a knife in his hand.
god, you were so sweet, so shameless, when you asked him to enact these scenarios with you, and who was he to ever deprive you, even of your most lascivious desires.
and that's how he ended up here, the cloth of his balaclava itchy against his flushed skin, eye black around his eyes as he picked the lock to his own damn house. to the neighbors, he must've seemed crazy, but anything for his sweet girl and his aching cock.
you were getting ready for bed, finishing up on your nightly routine in the bathroom. simon's boots were heavy against the floorboards, successfully avoiding the pesky ones that creaked with too much weight, the ones he had promised you he would fix.
it had weeks since your admittance of your fantasies, and still no action from simon's side. you sighed, brushing off the feeling of disappointment once again as you turned off the bathroom light and stepped into the hallway, floor creaking under your weight as you turned towards the bedroom.
you didn't make it more than a step down the hall before a rough, gloved hand clamped down on your mouth, another slinging around the front of your waist. a scream erupted from your throat, muffled by the hand.
your heart raced, fear pulsed through your body as you squirmed against the brutish man, but you couldn't help the fluttering of your clothed pussy. the only way you could tell it was simon was by the familiar scent of your favorite cologne lingering on his dark clothes.
you were pliant under his rough hands, the arm slung around your waist groping up your front, fingers teasing up the hem of your shirt, pawing fist fulls of your tits, squishing the fat against his palms as he tweaked your nipples. your breaths were heavy, and you still gave him a fight despite being more than willing.
your body was buzzing, mind already hazy as he held you firmly to him and groped you in the middle of your hallway. he wrapped a hand around your neck firmly, gloved palm flat against the column of your throat as he gently squeezes, testing the bounds while his other hand left your mouth.
a shudder ran down your spine at the sound of metal scraping against denim as he pulled a pocket knife from his jeans. he flicked it open, earning a soft shing! sound that cut through the air. he let out a dark chuckle at the small flinch when the cold blade made contact with your supple skin.
he traced the tip of the small blade along the contour of your cheek, down along your jaw to your chin as he used the flat side to turn your head towards him. his eyes were dark behind his balaclava as he stared into yours, and he felt an immense, gooey feeling of power at your 'fear' rising in his chest. your eyes betrayed your fear, but, overwhelmingly, arousal as he eyed your blown pupils and parted lips, tongue gliding over your plush bottom lip.
he traced the outline of your lips with his knife, the pointy tip of the blade nearly slicing your delicate skin. when he took the knife away, he replaced it with his masked lips, scratchy, itchy material of his plain balaclava irritating against your soft flesh. his lips attempting to mold to yours through the thick fabric, your eyes fluttering shut.
your lips were swollen, fabric burned by the time he pulled away and the mask was damp where his lips protruded from under it. your mind felt hazy, hair tousled and slightly frizzy after a simple action became magnified in the situation. what a sight, he thought before burying his face in your neck, a loud breath in as he inhaled your scent, reveling in the sweetness before exhaling with a soft growl.
his fist clenched around his knife, bringing it to your oversized tee as he teased the fabric before slicing it with some difficulty. a whine slipped from your lips, causing the hand remaining on your neck to tighten its grip, silencing you immediately. so obedient.
he continued to cut off the shirt you wore, baring your body to the cold air of the house, goosebumps rising along your skin. he took a minute to appreciate the sight, trailing the blade across your chest, tip circling your pebbled nipples as you faintly trembled. he ate your fear like it was the first meal he's had in weeks. it was insatiable, his hunger, newly awakened and starving.
he worshipped the skin under the blade, circling your navel before moving lower, and lower, and lower to the edge of your pretty panties you wore. dainty, lacy and adorned with a pretty bow on the front. such a shame as the fabric ripped under his knife, leaving you bare against his fully-clothed body.
and lower the knife moved, closer to your drooling warmth that fluttered at the contrast of the cold metal against your blazing skin, heat rising wherever he traced the blade. he teased along your skin before pressing the blade flat against your sopping cunt, coating sticky arousal that smeared along the steel. you gasped at the contact, clenching around nothing before he pulled it away.
next thing you know, your face and chest was pressed against the wall, his hands grasping your hips to pull them back in a soft arch before running the knife down your spine and over the plush of your rear. his other hand went to your pretty cunt, the rough fabric of his gloves gliding through your folds and collecting the pearly arousal, teasing your little clit before pinching it, drawing back.
you feel his touch completely leave your body, a frown contorting your features as you turn your head to look over your shoulder, only to get pushed back in place with a simple, firm command, "stay." like a dog, you obey again.
you can only hear the clink of his belt as he undoes the buckle, not even bothering to fully slide it from his belt loops before undoing his jeans. next thing you know, he's forcing his bulbous tip past your folds, clenching tightly around his thick cock as if you're pushing him out. you hear him curse, mumbling gruffly about how tight you are.
his hips slap against your rear, his eyes practically mesmerized by the pudgy flesh rippling whenever he drives his heavy cock into your velvety pussy with a lewd squelch that fills the hallway with each thrust.
you can't help crying out with soft mewls as he pummels harder, unrelenting as he takes what he wants, his hands coming up to wrap around your throat on both sides and squeezes. the sensations of your spongy walls wrapping him tighter causes him to let out a gruff grunt.
he doesn't stop until you're drooling onto the wall, saliva spilling from your lips as your jaw lays slack, eyes hazed over and hair overly frizzy. his pearly, gooey releases leaking from your abused hole onto the floor, creating a sticky, smeared mess once he pulls out. he groans at the sight, collecting the oozing fluid on his gloved fingers over the crusted arousal from earlier.
he watches it drip out of you, grasping handfuls of fat from your rear and spreading them apart to watch his spend spill from your pretty, swollen cunt and pool onto the hardwood floors. he'll stuff his face into your backside, taking in the musky scent as it seeps into his balaclava before standing up and leaving you trembling against the wall. you can bet he doesn't wash that stupid mask when he leaves for his next mission.
Ver • ti • go
(noun)
1. Standing on a rooftop with you and your
daredevil smirk and unfaltering gaze; the
warmth of your hand as you took mine,
joy turning my world to a dizzying
kaleidoscope of scents and colours
2. Standing in an empty flat with pieces of you
and me scattered on the floor; feeling that
chasm opening inside me and knowing your
wouldn’t be here to catch me, not this time
(—Yushan C.)
DizzyDizzyDizzyDizzyDizzy-
It's so obvious that they're besties
Also this episode showed more of the Super Wings living quarters, like Jett's room:
He have a "sport cage" with multiples sports items like volley or tennis.
a bookshelf next to his bed, a spacerocket, a terrestrial globe and a world map
Also another shelf with action figures and his two trophies. The one he was given by Grand Albert for the "Busiest Super Wings" title in the S1 episode Family Time, and the trophy he won on the s5 episode Super Wings Day.
There's also a little look of Marty's room
And it was quick but there's was a glimpse at Dizzy's too:
Also this episode showed more of the Super Wings living quarters, like Jett's room:
He have a "sport cage" with multiples sports items like volley or tennis.
a bookshelf next to his bed, a spacerocket, a terrestrial globe and a world map
Also another shelf with action figures and his two trophies. The one he was given by Grand Albert for the "Busiest Super Wings" title in the S1 episode Family Time, and the trophy he won on the s5 episode Super Wings Day.
There's also a little look of Marty's room
And it was quick but there's was a glimpse at Dizzy's too:
The introduction of the new Super Combo mech suits, powered with electric cubes orb who are apparently mischievous. When they are now in the suits, they can also talk.
Episode 19: Jett and Dizzy go to a harbor to deliver waterproof utensils for a young boy's robot, who wants to help catch different shells for his grandmother who has a cast on her arm.
LUCIE AND PAUL, I WANTED TO SEE THEM
The Super Wings try to hold back the giant plane as best they can. (part 2)
I love how you can tell the difference between Jerome's dancing skills and the others. Not a big one, but a very cool detail.
Just started season 8 and ngl I already like it. Marty has a chance to become my favorite. And Golden girl is very cute. But there's something about Dizzy's design that I don't like, she looks kind of weird.
I told my mom “I wish there was a thing that could help me when I’m feeling dizzy so that I don’t have to lay down” and she agreed.
I was talking about a cane but when I specifically said “I want a cane” she said I didn’t need it.
Choose. Do I need an aid to help with my dizziness or am I not disabled enough for a cane?
(I’m getting a cane in the future either way)
Inktober Day 24: Dizzy
𓋹 dbf!bucky mmmm 𓋹
𓋹 warnings: fingering, age gap(legal), secret relationship, established relationship, size kink if you squint, oral f!receiving, raw p in v sex(wrap it before you tap it), slight overstim, bucky has a breeding kink, asphyxiation/choking, aftercare,
𓋹 prompt/summary: your parents leave you alone with bucky(your dads best friend) thinking they can trust him with their innocent daughter..
𓋹 ''bucky speaking" - "reader speaking"
𓋹 word count: 1.4k
𓋹 smut under the cut. you have been warned !! - not proofread
you had been incredibly horny recently, so being in a condo, a door away from your family wasnt exactly practical.
you were lying on your bed, trying to make the warmth in your stomach go away with a nap.
you hear a knock at your door, groaning before sitting up slightly. "come in-!"
bucky emerged from the door, dressed in only his swim trunks, his beautiful scars on display.
"hey doll, your parents and i are goin' to the pool, you wanna come?"
your eyes light up at the opportunity of finally being alone, of finally getting some release.
"uh- i actually dont feel too well.. got a headache.." you mumble, hand moving to rub the back of your neck as you look up at him.
his eyebrow raises as he steps closer, clearly skeptical, as his hand moves to your forehead.
he pulls it back after a moment, looking back at you as you swallow.
"guess you do feel a bit hot.."
"yeah yeah uh- im gonna stay back and try and get a nap in.."
he just nods before walking to the door, turning to look at you again.
"we'll be at the pool, dont hesitate to call if you need anything okay sweetheart?"
he mutters as he shuts the door, but he's not stupid, he knows somethings up.
so he walks up to your parents as they get ready to leave.
"'m gonna stay back, she said she's not feelin' well and i dont wanna leave her alone." he mumbles as your dad looks at him with a nod.
"alright, just tell her to get some rest." your dad speaks before he dissipates through the back door, your mother following closely.
at the sound of the door shutting you think youre finally alone, humming as you move your hands under the blanket.
you slide your panties down to your mid-thigh as your finger runs along your already slick folds.
your head lulls back against the soft pillows as you toy with your puffy clit, whining quietly at the sensation.
bucky stands in the living room, eyebrows furrowing as he hears noises from your room.
he knew it.
he travels slowly to your door, trying not to make any noise as he presses his ear to the door.
he feels his cheeks flush at your noises, sending a rush of blood straight to his dick.
he cant help but grip the doorhandle, turning it slowly and peeking through the door.
he almost groans at the sight of you, head back on the pillow, eyes shut as your fingers obviously work at your core under the blanket.
you let out frustrated groans, hips bucking as you chase a release.
he hisses as he palms himself through his swim trunks. watching as you frustratedly work at yourself.
you stop after a moment to let out a groan before looking back up and almost yelp when you see him.
"buck-! i-i thought you were going to the pool!"
"yeah, decided not to.." he groans as he walks in the room, shutting the door behind him and clicking the lock before moving to the bed and standing above you.
you blink up at him with wide eyes as he begins pulling the blanket away from your body.
"shoulda told me if you needed help, sweetheart."
you shiver as the air hits your warm body, his hand moving to your thigh.
“I didn’t want to bother you-“ He interrupts you by brushing his knuckles against your core, his thumb shifting to your clit.
"jus lemme take care o' you baby.." his voice is soft as you nod, head falling back on the pillow with a soft moan.
his bionic arm moves to lift your knees, folding them to your chest as he crawls beneath you.
you whine as his metal arm holds your legs in place, his flesh fingers pulling back from your cunt.
just as youre about to complain you feel his tongue begin lapping at your folds.
you let out a whimper, eyes shutting as your hand tangles in his hair, pulling him closer.
he groans, the vibrations shooting through you.
"taste so good doll.. missed this." he hums as he sucks your clit, eliciting a loud whimpering from you.
you squirm under him, letting out small noises as you feel a knot in your stomach already.
your heart rate picks up, writhing under him more and whining as he pulls away.
"already pretty girl? you really did need help, hm." his voice is low as he crawls up to you.
your legs are still folded to your chest, his flesh hand holds your hip as the other moves to pull his trunks down just far enough to let his leaking tip out.
you whine at the sight, his tip red and angry, beads of precum dribbling from it.
"you ready baby?" he looks up at you as his metal hand wraps around the base, running his tip through your folds and mixing the arousal.
you nod feverishly, whining as his tip breaches your entrance.
he groans, head tilting back as he slides in inch by inch.
your hands at his shoulders, crying out at the stretch.
he fills you to the hilt before bottoming out, pressing his weight against you as he lets you adjust.
youd forgotten how big he was..
he hums as he slowly pulls back, slamming into you with such utter force that makes your back arch, nails digging into his skin.
he almost whines at the feeling of you wrapped around him, sliding in and out over and over again.
his metal hand moves to rub lazy circles over your clit as his pace picks up, his flesh hand lifting your hips slightly to hit you at a deeper angle.
you cry at the feeling, eyes squeezing shut.
"uh-uh, look at me baby. wanna see your face when you cum round my cock.."
he groans as his flesh hand leaves your hip, moving to wrap around your neck as he pounds relentlessly into you.
you nod as your eyes open, mouth stuck open at the feeling of his cock hitting your cervix.
"fuck.. so tight mm?" you only nod in response, lost in pleasure.
you breathe heavily as you feel your climax approaching rapidly, whimpering as your cunt squeezes his cock.
"you tryna milk me baby? want me to cum in you?"
you nod as best you can, trying to hold on longer for him.
"'s okay doll, cum on my cock.." he groans as his pace picks up.
you cry as white hot pleasure fills your body, legs shaking under him.
he continues pounding you, movements steady as a white ring forms around the base of his cock.
"how'd your dad feel if he knew i was here breedin you.? giving you my fuckin babies- mnghh.."
you can't help but whimper at his words, him groaning as his movements stutter.
youre lost in overstimulating pleasure, his cold metal thumb still rubbing at your clit.
"fucckkk.." his hand squeezes your throat as he lands a few final rough thrusts, releasing into you with a growl.
he breaths heavily as he falls against you, cock still buried deep inside you as his hand unwraps from your throat.
you gasp softly as he slowly pulls out, his metal fingers slide through your folds.
you whine at the touch, still so sensitive as two of his fingers slip in your entrance, fucking his cum back into you.
"g'na make you a mommy hm.." he hums as he slides them out, putting them to his lips and lapping at the mixed arousal.
you watch through lidded eyes, feeling as he shifts to let your legs rest against the bed.
his body lies next to yours on the small bed, pulling you against his chest.
you huff as you wrap your arms around his neck, nuzzling into his touch.
"dunno how long your parents are gonna be gone.." he speaks against your hair, kissing the top of your head before pulling away to look at you.
you look at him through lidded eyes, the post orgasmic bliss still hitting you like a train.
a grin spreads across his face as he sits up, leaving you on the bed.
he grabs your panties and lifts your legs, helping you slip them back on before sliding his own trunks back up.
he lies back down and immediately curls you against him again.
"you just rest baby.. i'll tell em you didnt feel good." he hums as he pulls you against his chest, felling your lashes flutter against his chest.
you nod as your eyes shut, breathing softly as your legs tangle together.
our arms wrap around each other as the room envelopes in a comforting silence.
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𓋹 i need this man so bad 𓋹
𓋹 warnings: fluff, comfort, crying, established relationship,
𓋹 prompt/summary: bucky comforting you after an exhausting week of feeling pushed away and useless.
𓋹 ''bucky speaking" - "reader speaking"
𓋹 word count: 479
𓋹 not proofread
"shh.. ive got you doll.." bucky whispered softly against your hair.
you'd had the worst week, it felt like all everyone did was bitch at you for doing something wrong.
you had tried to ignore it, told yourself that maybe they were having bad days too.
all you were trying to do was help, and everyone pushed you away.
you felt useless.
so now, sitting in your shared apartment, you cant help but cling to your boyfriend, sobbing against his chest.
"let it out baby.. im here." his words were like heaven compared to the hell of a week you'd had.
his flesh hand runs along your thigh, his touch gentle and soothing as his bionic arm holds your head to his chest, toying with your hair.
your arms are wrapped around his neck. youre sat nicely in his lap on your shared couch, knees curled to your chest.
the tv plays whatever's on in the background, not mattering much anyway as the sound is drowned out by your sobbing.
he feels his chest tighten at your sobs, pulling you impossibly closer.
he breathes steadily as he kisses your head, the cold metal of his hand moving to cup your cheek and tilt your head to look at him.
he feels a wave of guilt wash over him as he sees your tear stained cheeks, eyes red and puffy from crying, and the small pout set on your lips.
his thumb brushes a tear away before he speaks.
"youre so strong, doll. i know you are." his voice is so soft, so fragile, as if he speaks any louder he might break you.
he leans forward to kiss your nose, lips moving around your face as if worshipping you softly.
you sniffle as he does so, shifting on his lap when he pulls away.
he cant help but admire your face, how beautiful you look even after being so upset.
"i love you, baby."
"i love you, buck.."
he curls you against his chest again, relishing in the sounds of your sweet breathing.
"buck..?" you speak sweetly as you look up at him.
"yeah doll?"
"can we watch a show..?" your words come out broken from sobbing.
"of course." he speaks softly as he shifts you to face the tv, your back pressed against his chest.
his flesh arm wraps around your waist, the other picking up the remote and putting on your favorite show.
of course he remembered.
you relax into his arms, sniffling every once in awhile, still trying to hold back tears.
his arms wrap around you instinctively tighter, watching as you try to pay attention to the show.
he lets out a sigh as he relaxes against the couch, head still filled with anger and guilt for you.
safe to say whoever made his baby feel like this, will be getting a 'talking to' tomorrow..
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𓋹 bucky barnes is occupying my mind lately.. 𓋹
𓋹 warnings: smut no plot, fluff, aftercare, praise kink, overstimulation, established relationship, afab! reader, slight dumbification, soft!dom!bucky,
𓋹 prompt/summary: Bucky having so much super soldier stamina so he just keeps going, apologizing and being so sweet to you about it. then takes care of you afterwards.
𓋹 "bucky speaking" - "reader speaking"
𓋹 word count: 420
𓋹 smut under the cut. you have been warned !! - not proofread
"I know baby.." he whispers softly, his hands holding your hips as he has you in a mating press, pounding into you relentlessly.
you're gone at this point. your nails clawing into his back, leaving scratch marks.
you whine at the feeling of him hitting your sensitive walls over and over.
your legs are squeezing his waist.
"takin me so well doll.. 'm sorry.." he whispers sweetly into your ear as he kisses your neck.
you only whine in response, still so out of it.
he lets out a gutteral groans as his thrusts become erratic, slowing as he thrusts one final time spilling into your gummy walls.
he rests his weight on top of you, breathing heavily as he comes down.
your legs shake as you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
he can't help but chuckle as he pulls back to look at your fucked-out face, his flesh hand moving to cup your cheek.
"y'so pretty.. so good for lettin' me do this.."
you smile in response, pulling him into a tender kiss before nuzzling into his neck.
"lets get you cleaned up, hm?" he whispers before getting up. he groans as he pulls out of you, his hands moving to spread your thighs apart.
"look so good with me spillin' outta' you.." he speaks softly as he runs a finger through your folds, pushing his finger into your entrance before sliding it out and slipping it past his lips.
you simply whimper at his actions, swallowing shallowly.
he stands up before walking to the bathroom and grabbing a towel before emerging again.
"c'mere sweetheart." he speaks softly as he grips your thigh with his rough bionic arm as his flesh one runs the towel through your puffy folds.
your thighs twitch at the feeling before relaxing as he wipes himself off, throwing the towel in the laundry bin next to your nightstand.
he climbs into bed next to you, wrapping his large arms around you as he pulls you to his chest.
you smile softly as you nuzzle your head against his chest, arms wrapping around his mid-section.
You hum as he rests his chin atop your head, his hand running soothingly up and down your back.
"i love you.." you whisper sweetly against his chest, pulling him closer.
"i love you too, baby. " he whispers back, squeezing you tighter as his hand still runs along your back.
you lie there in comforting silence, eyes fluttering closed as sleep overtakes the both of you.
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