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White Pocket Kevin Krautgartner
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Reuben Wu 📷 on Bēhance
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Literally every named Skywing in the series, Redrawn.
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Wouldn’t mind getting lost here for a while. 📍Wire Pass Slot Canyon, Vermilion Cliffs Wilderness, Utah
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Vermillion Cliffs Juniper Tree
Utah Juniper in Vermillion Cliffs National Monument — Image by kenne
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Vermilion Cliffs (gouache)
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Red sandstone formation under a blue sky, The Wave, Coyote Buttes, Paria Canyon, Vermilion Cliffs National Monument, Arizona, Southwest, USA, America
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The Wave, Coyote Buttes North, Vermilion Cliffs National Monument, Arizona, USA
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WP Pano, Vermilion Cliffs National Monument, AZ
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The rock that looks like a wave in the desert of Arizona, USA. The Wave is a compact rock formation that was initially a large sand dune that gradually solidified. Analysis has dated it to 190,000 years, during the Jurassic.
Paria Canyon-Vermilion Cliffs Wilderness.
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Obligatory Horseshoe Bend photo.
At Marble Canyon near Page, Arizona.
Update: @amatkins reblogged my post and noted that Horseshoe Bend is actually located in Glen Canyon. Marble Canyon begins further downstream. Notations on USGS topographic maps seem to indicate that Marble Canyon begins at Lees Ferry, at the confluence of the Colorado and Paria Rivers. I'm grateful for the correction. Whenever I'm in canyon country I like to try to relate what I am seeing with John Wesley Powell's account of his 1869 expedition down the Colorado River.
On August 4 he wrote this about this stretch of the river:
"To-day the walls grow higher and the canyon much narrower. Monuments are still seen on either side; beautiful glens and alcoves and gorges and side canyons are yet found. After dinner we find the river making a sudden turn to the northwest and the whole character of the canyon changed. The walls are many hundreds of feet higher, and the rocks are chiefly variegated shales of beautiful colors – creamy orange above, then bright vermilion, and below, purple and chocolate beds, with green and yellow sands. ... At night we stop at the mouth of a creek coming in from the right, and suppose it to be the Paria. ... Here the canyon terminates abruptly in a line of cliffs, which stretches from either side across the river." From The Exploration of the Colorado River and Its Canyons, 1875
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Vermilion Cliffs, 2021 /oil on canvas
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themidnightcrimson · 2 years
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Throat. | w. maximoff
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summary: in which your owner, the scarlet witch, has a hankering for your throat.
warning: top!wanda, dark!wanda, cumstrap sucking (r giving), usage of the word "pet", breath play, sex slave tingz, scarlet witch being mommy af, where my oral fixation besties at, 👹MOMMY WANDA👹
this post is for 18+ only. minors: do not interact.
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The Wundagore mountains loomed over the moon as the last rays of dusk settled into the ground. A few puffy, translucent clouds passed over the peaks of the mountains, but the deep purple sky was mostly clear, littered with white flecks of stars. You thought you had seen a shooting one as you sat at the edge of the front of the castle, letting your feet swing over the rocks as if there weren't hundreds of feet of space between where you sat and the ground below. You were waiting for her to call for you as she did every night, waiting to hear your master's beckon.
You heard her. Not her voice, but the slow clicking of her boots entering the room from somewhere in the depths of the castle. Her footsteps echoed around the stone, and they stopped some distance behind you.
"Pet," came her velvet voice that you had grown to love. When she first took you in as hers, hearing her voice would bring chills of fear down your spine. You knew the violent capabilities of this woman from witnessing what she had done to others, yet when she never showed that side of her to you after many days of being with her, you grew to trust her—to love her voice, her hands, her.
You turned your head and saw her standing there on her throne. She was fully dressed in the maroon chest piece and black tights, with her tattered cape trailing from her waist and flowing at the ankles of her knee-high boots. Most importantly, she was wearing her crown.
The dark shadows around Wanda's eyes seemed darker that night as she raised a hand in front of her. Her blackened fingers curled, gesturing you to come to her. You raised yourself from the floor carefully, and there was a look of quick panic that crossed her eyes when she realized how close to the edge you were. Once you were on your feet, you lost your balance, faltering for a moment until her quick magic caught you, keeping you from falling backwards over the cliff.
For a moment, you expected to see anger on her face for your clumsiness, but when your eyes met hers, you noticed only a soft sigh of relief and then gentle amusement.
"How many times have I told you to watch your step?" she said, a few of her syllables rolling out in Sokovian as they often did. Her magic propelled you towards her, and you giggled as you floated closer to the woman until her magic set you down right in front of her on her throne.
Cold fingertips guided your chin towards you, and she kissed you softly. You couldn't help but melt into the softness of her lips, the way they moved against yours, the way she held your chin as she tasted your lips. Wanda hummed into your mouth before pulling away, and you found yourself leaning after the kiss. When you opened your eyes, you noticed a darkness in hers. "On your knees, pet."
You knew to always do as you were told. So, as her hand released your chin, Wanda grew taller the farther you lowered down until your knees were against the cold stone, and she was smiling down at you with vermilion eyes.
"You've been such a good pet for Mommy, you know that?" she spoke softly. As her hand came to caress your cheek, you nuzzled into her palm. She slid her hand down towards your mouth, and you felt her fingertips pressing into your lips. You obliged, opening them and feeling her fingers slide into your mouth. She let them run across your warm tongue, and you watched as Wanda moaned softly. "I want that mouth," she whispered darkly, the husk in her voice bringing a blush to your cheeks.
Wanda removed her fingers from your mouth just to put them in her own, sucking your saliva off them. You noticed her other hand going to the zipper of her pants, slowly undoing them as her eyes remained trained on you. Once her pants were undone, she took out her scarlet-colored strap. It was an enhanced one, you knew, and excitement rose within you.
"Mommy wants her pretty pet to suck her off," she lilted, running a hand through your hair and leaning your head slightly backwards so your eager eyes would meet hers again. She tilted her head and staring lovingly down at you—no matter how many times she saw you in this position, it always brought her as much adoration and desire as the first time. "Can you do that for me?" You nodded as much as you could through her hand settled in your hair, but Wanda added, "You know you have to use your words."
"Yes, Mommy," you whispered, licking your lips eagerly as Wanda started to stroke herself. You always loved when she used the magical strap.
Wanda stepped closer to you and guided the tip of her strap to your lips, circling them at first while she still held your head by your hair. She grunted in pleasure as the let only the tip slip into your mouth, and when she felt your tongue immediately circle around it, she sighed and threw her head back.
It was only a moment later when she began to slide her entire length into your mouth. Your jaw slacked as she went deeper, and you weren't expecting it when you felt her snap her hips so that she hit the back of your throat. Instinctively, you gagged, taking your mouth off of her and looking up at her with eyes that had already began to water.
"I'm sorry, baby," Wanda soothed, stroking your face softly when she saw a hesitance in your face. "Let Mommy fuck your face, hm? Don't you want to pleasure me?"
You took a deep breath to ease yourself, but through the seemingly comforting smile on her face, you could see unfiltered lust and darkness in her eyes. Eager to please, you took her in your mouth again, but Wanda harshly held your head still by her hand wrapped around a fistful of your hair. She made it obvious she wanted to be in control.
When you relaxed your jaw enough for her to enter your mouth entirely, she hummed approvingly and stroked your cheek. "Good pet." Slowly, she slid out before thrusting back in, hitting the back of your throat again which brought another silent gag from you. She held you firmly by your hair, watching as the moisture in your eyes grew and the blush in your cheeks deepened.
Eventually, after several slow thrusts, Wanda couldn't help herself anymore. As she went to thrust in, she pulled your face towards her at the same time, and the force caused you to gag and grab onto her thighs, fingertips gripping the spandex fabric of her tights.
"It's okay, baby," she breathed, voice shaky from how much she wanted you. She was holding back as much as she could, but there was an uncontrollable desire within her to fuck your face as hard and wild as she wanted to. "You can take it." She pushed her cock in until your nose was flush against her crotch, and breathing became difficult as Wanda ground her cock into your throat. Your jaw was beginning to ache from how wide you had to hold it open to accommodate her size, but you wanted to please her.
"Suck," she commanded you, so you wrapped your lips around her and did as you were told, earning a gruff moan from the woman. Readjusting her hold in your hair, she began to move your head up and down her length, gently thrusting her hips into your mouth as she did so. "Fuck," she drew out, quickly adding, "Look at me."
You glanced up to look at her, and the sight of you drove her wild. Tears were streaming down your red face from gagging, and your own drool was slipping out of your mouth. Wanda took a mental picture of you, and her desire compelled her to start thrusting hard into your mouth.
"You're such a good pet," Wanda groaned, her eyes squeezing shut and brows sewing together as she became lost in pleasure. Her lips fell open as she continued to fuck your face even harder. You could hardly breathe because of her cock forcing itself into your airway over and over again, and the sounds you involuntarily made were sinful.
Holding onto the woman's thighs, you grew lightheaded from the lack of air. Between that, and the tears blurring your vision, the drool on your chin, and imagining the sight of yourself kneeling on Wanda's throne getting face fucked, you felt so dirty—and you loved it.
Wanda could tell you were having trouble breathing, but she was too caught up in how good your warm and wet mouth felt around her cock. There was a strict understanding between the two of you that you would always let her know if you needed to stop, whether by your safe word or by tapping her three times in situations like that where you couldn't speak. You had used it before, and she always stopped, so she waited to feel three taps come against her thigh, but you didn't. In fact, you eased your jaw even wider and sucked her harder, and it made Wanda moan and throw her head back.
You looked back up at Wanda with big, watery eyes. You adored the sight of her moaning and closing her eyes from pure pleasure so much that you moaned on her cock, and it was enough to catapult Wanda right over the edge. With a grunt and a final forceful thrust that made you give a strangled shriek from the pain in your throat, she came in your mouth, cum shooting from the enhanced strap and draining down your throat. Even in her climactic haze, she could feel the muscles in your throat swallow every last bit of her seed, and she hummed in satisfaction, keeping her eyes closed and her strap in your mouth as she came down from her high.
Once Wanda had calmed down, she let go of your hair, which made you realize how much your scalp was hurting. She slowly pulled out of your mouth, strings of her cum and your saliva attached to it as she placed her strap back into her pants and zipped them up. You were a complete mess, and once your mouth was free, you panted, feeling the sweet relief of oxygen filling your lungs. You hadn't realized how lightheaded you had become, and you doubled over, palms hitting the cold stone.
"Baby," Wanda exclaimed, crouching down to you and raising your face to look at her. You couldn't believe how different her face looked now, all that lust and desire replaced with concern. "Are you alright?" She wiped away the liquids on your chin and around your mouth, brushing a bit of your hair away from your face with her other hand so she could look clearly at you.
"Yes," you hoarsely responded, and the usage of your voice made you realize the burn in the back of your throat.
"Thank you for being so good for me," Wanda whispered softly, planting a few butterfly kisses all over your face. "Now come here, let Mommy take care of you." She opened her arms, and you immediately flew to them, wrapping your arms tightly around her shoulders and burying your face in her red hair. As much as you loved those intense, sexual moments, you always looked forward to her taking care of you afterward.
Wanda easily picked you up as you wrapped your legs around her waist, and she carried you into the castle to the bedroom, laying you down softly on the bed. When you held onto her as she tried to pull away, she gently unwrapped your arms from around her shoulders. "I'll be right back, my love." You let go, and sleepily waited for a few moments until she came back with a glass of water and a damp rag. Sitting down on the bed, she wrapped her arm around you and sat you upright, bringing the glass to your lips and watching you drink all the water down. "Good girl," she whispered before getting the rag and cleaning the rest of herself off your face. "You did such a good job," she whispered, giving you a kiss on the nose. "Mommy loves you."
"I love you more," you said sleepily once she was done cleaning you up, leaning forward and letting your face nuzzle into her neck. She wrapped her arms around you and stroked your hair, letting you fall asleep right there on her shoulder.
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