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sorry for being so weird i can and will get even weirder
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question, my fellow thinkers
the question of internet and social media moderation has always been tricky for me as an avid consumer and staunch defender of fanfiction. it is tricky in the sense that i feel that if you believe that fanfiction ought to be a protected form of expression in all of its forms, no matter how morally objectionable its contents may be, is it possible to support the moderation of social media? to believe that people that spread hateful speech and lies have their content removed? or for they themselves to be removed?
i can go into this more in detail but if you are so inclined, i’d love to hear any thoughts you may have
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bros in the Land of Uz
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do you think mocking catholicism is funny
yes. next question
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If Netflix Marvel really is canon with Disney Marvel (as in Daredevil and Kingpin aren’t “variants”), then I want to bring back this point I made a few years ago:
Remember how Peter Parker was complaining about how he had nothing to really deal with in “Spider-Man Homecoming”? Before he encountered Vulture, he was stuck doing minor activities like helping people with directions and stopping bike thieves. For some reason, he couldn’t find any big-name criminals to take down.
Coincidentally, “The Punisher” season 1 came out that same year. In that show, Frank Castle temporarily retired after wiping out the gangs that were responsible for his family’s murders. And the show emphasized the fact that Frank took out every single member, even the low-level guys. 
So, while correlation doesn’t necessarily mean causation, it’s fun to imagine that the reason why Peter didn’t have much to do in “Homecoming” was because the Punisher killed all the major criminals in the city.
And then you have:
1) Luke Cage clearing out the major criminals in Harlem
2) Matt Murdock taking down Wilson Fisk, the biggest mob boss in NYC  
Taking all of this into account, Frank, Luke, and Matt were so good at fighting crime that they didn’t leave Peter with much to do in his first movie.
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my favorite televisión programme
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Art for the lovely fic “And Now We Live” by WhatWeDoInTheDark (aka @pattywinchester). Head over to Ao3 and show the author some love!!
Thanks for letting me make some art for it, my friend. And thank you for your lovely words 💓
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Demon!Dean and Casifer out and about partying and being lawfully evil 🔥🔥🔥😈
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on closer inspection, you can see that they used different takes for the individual scenes and the alternate take is somehow even more gut-wrenching
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steve + signs of depression (insp.)
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I have just learned that Mountain Goats are NOT, in fact, actual Goats.
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"Can I interrupt your reading?"
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the supernatural fandom is so dedicated it’s crazy. i’m looking for a fic to read on ao3 and i am scrolling past more 40k+ fics than i have ever seen in any fandom ever😂 so happy to be a part of it but i just need a nighttime story lol
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I’m back to those posts about Steve drawing his own dick for Bucky…
Bucky for sure would have Steve do a series of like 5 drawings/paintings of Steve’s own cock. The series would go from a completely soft cock to fully hard and all the stages in between. Bucky would frame them and put them over the bed.
And maybe Bucky realizes that Steve finds it easier to draw the blue pictures than to say the words. So he has sub!Steve draw the fantasies he can’t bring himself to say out loud.
Steve folds the drawings and leaves them out for Bucky to find. And Bucky is blown away at how Steve draws him. THIS is how Steve sees him? He looks so…sexy, kind, nurturing, and of course dominant. Bucky gets a big ego boost from those drawings of himself doing dirty things to Steve, as well as lots of scene ideas!
related to these two posts
Okay, if you're at all into oviposition, I HIGHLY recommend you check out "Day 29: Alien dildo/Oviposition" by pandafish on AO3. It's only 3k words and so good! It relates to this prompt because Steve's drawings are what reveal his oviposition kink to Bucky 👀
You're so right, though! Bucky definitely has the whole fucking collection--proudly framed, conviently stuffed into his wallet, or otherwise displayed. Drawing after drawing of Steve's sweet, cute, lil flaccid cock but hoards of drawings of Steve's cock so hard that it's emboldened by throbbing veins, the head engorged, fat, dripping wet from how long he's been aroused, his whole dick and balls stained dark red-purple, too. Further, he has drawings of all the stages in between those two extremes; soft and vulnerable to hard and temping. He's fascinating and gorgeous. So much so that Bucky could and does stare at his pretty dick for hours, on paper as well as when they're stripped down together, time stretched to the limit.
Steve could have drawn all the drawings on different days, and it would've been much easier on him--easier on his mind, body, and soul--but he didn't. It wouldn't be nearly as much fun for Bucky if he'd done it that way with the collection built up over weeks. But because Steve modeled for himself all day, all in one day, it means that by the time dusk rolls around... Steve comes tumbling out of his home studio, his head fuzzy, eyes hazy, feeling too big for his own body, unsure of what to do with his limbs, his skin buzzing with electricity. A crackling, faint fire burning through him, smoking up the whole studio where he had been holed up.
He's dazed by the hours and hours he's spend curled up with his sketchbook, a pencil in one hand, his cock in the other. Examining himself. Detailing every inch. Keeping himself at each stage, entirely soft to throbbingly hard, through sheer self-discipline. His head is mortifyingly full of his own dick. It feels self-obsessively, heat prickling at the back of his neck, sending shivery feelings down his spine. He, he... he feels like he isn't anything but his dick. Like nothing about him exists at all but his dick; he doesn't have a brain, he doesn't have thoughts, he doesn't have a voice, he doesn't have arms, he doesn't have legs, he doesn't have a heartbeat except for the one pounding through his dick like bass shaking the whole foundation of a concert venue. Pounding. Steve doesn't have anything but a dick.
Speaking of his dick--
The moment Bucky finds him tripping over his own feet, tumbling forward, falling more than he's walking, Bucky is grabbing him by the cock and guiding him toward their bedroom. A cute, tiny whimper drips out of Steve's lips, his mouth statically open, head all spacy. He's mush.
Similarly to that adorable little noise, Bucky keeps his voice hushed, gentle as he leads him by his cock, hard as hell. Steve can hardly understand him anyway, so it doesn't matter what he says. He just needs some stable direction because, otherwise, he's aimlessly floating--swimming through the glittery clouds surrounding him. A whole day of forcing himself to stay soft, denied, then controlling his cock and keeping it hard, ramping up to be harder, harder, and harder denied differently, will do that to a man. He's broken open. Too sensitive. Lost to the mercy of such an enticing sensation.
They make it to the bedroom with no help from Steve at all. He's bonelessly laid out on their king-sized bed, spread flat like sweet, sugary jam melting onto warm, crispy toast. Then, just like that, Bucky dares to drag his hand up his shaft real slllllllllow. After, too soon for his poor, little Stevie doll, Bucky strokes down just as unhurried and just as devastingly tight so these big, wet tears well up in Steve's hazy, blue eyes--it makes him look like he's near drowning. But immediately, those sizzling tears spill over, and suddenly, he's pouting, shaking, sobbing. Outright blubbering.
He doesn't even know what he's begging for. He's not making real words. He's too simple for words right now. He couldn't even tug and pull at Bucky's hands to show him what he wants when he's like this. He really is a doll, posable, sweet, and anything that Bucky imagines him to be. He's Bucky's.
Bucky's to touch.
It's agonizing. Does he want Bucky to keep stroking him off? Does he even want to cum? Does he just want his dick to be left alone? Does he want this to stop? Does he want to float here forever? Never coming down? God! It huuurts! He feels all swollen and sensitive, it's almost like Bucky is pressing on a fresh bruise. There's this fucking rush to it, the endorphins shimmering too brightly through the pain, but it's painful and tender, too.
It's so much.
Steve is sobbing, crying so much that the tears are dripping into his mouth, salty and wet. As hard as he's blubbering, the baby, he's not shaking, nor is his chest heaving because he can't.
Steve can't even writhe, thrashing side to side, because he's so drained from a day of nothing but dick. His fingers twitch, hands aching from all that drawing. His cock can't twitch or jerk, it just drips, overflowing, making a puddle on his weakly clenching stomach--the flat, smooth muscle of his abs and the shallow dip of his belly button. All he can do is stare up at Bucky, those big, puppy-dog eyes foggy, his head is empty. Mouth agape. Dumb. All he knows is Bucky.
BuckyBuckyBuckyBuckyBuckyBuckyBu--
It's not his fault he can't admit his fantasies. They're just so dirty and m-mortifying, and words are so hard. For such a delicate thing like Steve, it's so much. He gets needy, and he dissolves, cotton candy into water. It's lucky that his hands are smarter, and his drawings don't just turn into indistinguishable scribbles.
I didn't actually mean to write that... it just happened 💀💀
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My Stucky sex headcanon is that Steve becomes overwhelmed and comes quickly every time he tops Bucky. Both of them prefer when Bucky tops, and they occasionally like to play. Steve likes giving up control to Bucky and testing his endurance to give and receive pleasure. (I can do this all day.) Bucky is always blown away by the show of trust and loves seeing his little Stevie get all pliable and sweet. 💕
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bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements
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Eddie and Chrissy for you see better when you’re looking by @starryeyedjanai for the @strangerthingsreversebigbang
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