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dailycupofcreativitea · 1 month

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AHHHHH you're playing kingdom hearts? Please report back with your thoughts when you feel up to it it's my special interest 👀

Okay here are some thoughts I've spammed to my friends in the last few days! (BTW I read the manga already for the first game so I basically spoiled it but I was still equally as shocked when these things happened in the game lol)

By the way, spoilers below for anyone who hasn't played!

General thoughts:

SORA IS SOOOOOOOOOO CUTE 🥺 The voice actor voiced him PERFECTLY, he's exactly the perfect combination of hopeful, friendship, little kid, strong heart, over confident at times, stubborn, sweet. 😭💖

Told a friend I love Sora in a different way than I love Gohan, here were my thoughts: Gohan is more quiet, sweet, gentle, burdened with a lot of power that he seems hesitant to use and slowly builds his confidence throughout the show, I relate to Gohan a lot, sweet cinnamon roll that must be protecc, but forced to protecc others, etc etc Sora is sweet and gentle but loud, has a HUGE heart and he uses it to protect his friends with 100% confidence (he's more like Goku in that way), his heart is just unwavering and he doesn't seem to doubt himself often (at least in KH1), funny and goofy and his stubbornness can get him into trouble sometimes but his bonds with his friends give him strength, I don't relate to him but I would love to draw inspiration from him

"Shonen protagonist done by Disney" vibes (as put aptly by @genisflyingkites)

Riku is so insanely jealous of Sora it's hilarious, he's overall kind of a jerk and even Kairi said she wanted to leave the island without him, but also Riku is 15 and hormonal and Maleficent got to him so I don't really blame him for it

Donald and Goofy are way less annoying than I assumed they would be, I like that they seem refreshingly mature?? Donald is stubborn and beefs with Sora a lot and Goofy seems like he has a good head on his shoulders and is a deep thinker

Also I keep seeing memes of Donald constantly getting knocked out in game and being useless but for me Donald ALWAYS comes in clutch with the elixirs and ethers

That scene where Maleficent tells Riku that Sora replaced him and Kairi with Donald and Goofy was sad in both the manga and the game but what REALLY made my jaw drop was that SORA LOWKEY FELT THE SAME:

(Yes he was fighting with Donald at the time too but LOOK AT HIS FACE!!! 😭🙏)

If Riku talked to Sora for more than 10 seconds at a time literally all of this would be resolved XD LIKE!! Sora is literally trying to find them! Riku please!

This scene had my sister and I's JAWS ON THE FLOOR:

It was low blow after low blow! I read this in the manga too but somehow it hit harder in the game!

Hollow Bastion is a great OST and I've been listening to it on repeat. The map is also pretty nice but I wish I could explore more without heartless appearing every 5 seconds

Actually I also liked the OST "A Day in Agrabah"

I beat Riku's ass in 10 seconds and it was glorious (Ansem is a whole other story...still working on it)

DID I MENTION SORA HAS SUCH A KIND AND SWEET AND STRONG HEART!?

Every single cutscene had the words "light" "darkness" "friendship" "heart" "memories" repeated over and over again to form a cutscene (I saw this in a Youtube video and thought it was incredibly accurate XD)

My sister and I were CRACKING UP during this cutscene because it made NO SENSE

It just kept getting more and more non-sensical XD

I think Aladdin was my favourite world so far but tbh they were all pretty cool (Sora's Halloween Town fit was so cute! Also I loved flying around by Big Ben, and then getting the glide feature)

The Maleficent Dragon boss was really hard, cool, and fun; Tinker Bell really came in clutch

Also I gotta say this game is really hard to play because the control are so annoying, the jump function is annoying (I keep falling off and misjudging his jump), it keep glitching cause it's connected to the cloud or something, the directions are too vague so I have to follow a walkthrough while playing, and I have to keep stopping between plays because I get motion sickness from the wildly spinning camera really easily -- despite all that I am indeed having a blast

I think that's all my thoughts for now :3

#kingdom hearts #kingdom hearts 1.5 #kingdom hearts 1 #sora #does sora have a last name?? idk #riku #kairi #idk how else to tag this #asks

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xx-lemon-drop-xx · 2 months

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Hello! I hope I’m not too late for the character matchups. My name is Ana Raluca but most people call me Ana, although I like to be called both Ana and Raluca.

For likes, I enjoy reading(especially Agatha Christie novels or mystery novels); museums(I could spend hours wandering through them); spending time in bookstores; walking around the city(especially at night. The city is absolutely gorgeous at night); hanging out with my friends; making sweets(and eating them); traveling; watching YouTube videos; history; languages; occasionally practicing my piano skills; sweets; learning new things; singing; listening to music; helping people; making treats with my mother; summer; occasionally writing poetry and making stories up in my head. My hobbies are the same as my likes(for the most part, cause generally when I have free time I do whatever I feel like doing).

As for the dislikes, I hate being late(and when others are late); I failing(or losing); taking low grades; forgetting to do things(here homework is included); lying(I find lying useless and hurtful. I don’t see why people do it); arrogant people; know-it-alls; liars; jerks; bullies; mathematics; Physical Education class; romance novels or movies(I just think that most of them are so cliche it’s annoying); the cold; radishes; having debt(I don’t like knowing that I owe something to someone). These are my likes and dislikes(or at least the majority of them)

As for characters I don’t like, I absolutely don’t like Leona. My favourite characters from TWST Wonderland are Azul and Riddle.

I am looking forward to see with which character from Twisted Wonderland you will match me.

Hello Ana! (Sorry this took so long btw) I paid you with Malleus!

Calculating, quiet and oftentimes alone, our left out gargoyle lover shares quite a few hobbies with you. From history to sweets to museums he shows a plethora of different hobbies and knowledge knowledgeable to share with others. Mainly above that he values good genuine companionship. Malleus shows a distaste in being left out and uninvited and though he's not a quick learner for technology, you'll show him the ropes, won't you?

Malleus would absolutely love to go to museums with you and out on long walks during the night. It seems he'll never find a dull moment with you. You like books? Well, Diasomnia has quite the selection from a huge library. Malleus being royalty likely knows how to play a musical instrument of the kind, so he'd love to play a tune with you. Malleus has lived several years, so he's likely tried everything more than once aside from having friends and technology type things.

As for snacking, Malleus may not know how to bake as well as others, but he can be quite the sampler as long as you are willing to join him. Malleus would certainly be the type to play with your hair or hold you whilst you write down poetry, or hum a familiar tune with you under his breath. Malleus would certainly treat you like a Queen.

"Well, child of man. I certainly find myself more enamored by you day by day. Tell me, would you fancy a walk?"

Character Matchups can be found here

#twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #Twist #twist malleus #character matchups #twisted wonderland malleus

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suicidalgamergirl · 3 months

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Vampire Brides

Notes for my ongoing fic that I stopped writing for.

-Ness thinks she can call the cops about the Vampire Ascendant in her bed. But no one will believe her, hence shipping her off to a mental hospital. Perhaps she can draw in peace.

-She tries to hide her name away from Astarion in hopes she can trick him by saying if he doesn't know her name, he can't control her.

-After seeing Neil Newborn talking about how theatrical Ascendant Astarion really is, I want to write him as basically be a loving jerk.

https://www.tumblr.com/yo-yoringle/741172577018494976

-Astarion wants to reward her for helping him out, despite it was useless attempt. So I dunno if he'll kiss her or playfully bite her neck. Anything will make her cheeks go red and her blood is calling him to let him have a taste of her.

-Because of Tav's death, Astarion is willing to take a Vampire Bride. This time, he won't let Ness die.

-I want this fic to be fluffy, despite I'm reminded of my IRL trauma. It sucks.

-I been watching clips of YouTube to get the idea. Thoughts?

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I might hit a snag, but these are the main ideas I got so far. Help is appreciated.

Thank you for faving my fic, regardless that I failed English courses 5 times.

-V

#astarion x reader #writing ideas #vampire brides #it came from youtube

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scknight05 · 2 months

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Tease Tidbit Tuesday

Tagged by @tizniz

So last night while I was working on my current WiP that I posted about last week (Was it last week?.. Time is an unusual construct at the moment) I was listening to music and somewhat watching some music videos over on YouTube and "unfortunately" this popped into my head during a certain song/video. I have absolutely NO clue if I'll ever do anything else with it but I decided to try and write it out anyway. I'm wanting to get better at writing so I've decided that, even if I'm already working on something else, I'm gonna jot down/write down whatever else comes to me to have for future reference. Anyway, here's the latest nonsense to have sprouted from my mind.

Eddie shifted onto his side from where he was laying on his back, the movement partially rousing him from his slumber. On any other night, a simple turn wouldn’t be enough to wake him. But something felt off about this moment and sooner than expected his suspicions were confirmed. Among the snores and the breathing of the others in the bunk room, Eddie could hear the whimpers coming from the bed next to his; small at first but growing in intensity. His eyes flew open immediately as he realized they were coming from Buck’s bed. Propping himself up on his forearm, Eddie willed his eyes to adjust faster in the dimly lit room as he took in Buck’s features and his heart began to sink. Buck’s forehead was completely covered in sweat as his head jerked from side to side against his pillow. Amidst the soft cries coming from his throat, Buck began to mumble as words started to force their way out. At first Eddie couldn’t understand what he was trying to say, so he pushed himself into an almost sitting position so he could lean closer to Buck.

“Buck? Buck, are you okay?” Eddie tried to whisper but wanted to be loud enough so Buck would know he was there with him. However his voice seemed to have the opposite effect as Buck’s movements became more erratic and Eddie could see the tears forcing their way past his tightly clenched eyes. “..no.. no plea.. this can’t.. no..” The sobs in Buck’s voice grew louder. Suddenly he let out a scream that sent shiver’s down Eddie’s spine. “NO!” Before Eddie could even register what was happening, Buck immediately jolted upright, his eyes wide in confusion and fear as the tears freely flowed. Eddie flung the blanket he was covered with to the side as fast as he could, wanting to free himself and be at Buck’s side as quickly as possible. However within the blink of an eye, Bobby was already sitting on the bed with his hands grasp firmly over Buck’s shoulders. “Buck, you’re okay. Just breathe kid. You’re gonna be okay.” Bobby spoke with the gentleness of a father trying to soothe his child after a nightmare because that was exactly what was happening. He stared into puffy, tear soaked eyes gazing back at him before he pulled Buck into his chest and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. As he sank into the embrace, Buck buried his head into Bobby’s neck and let the sobs flow unhindered. Eddie just sat there feeling useless as Bobby rubbed circles along Buck’s back, trying to calm him as he cried. “I’ve got you, son. I’ve got you.”

Gonna tag @warpedpuppeteer Cuz I don't really know anyone else at the moment..

#me #writing #911 fanfic #buddie fanfic #911 fanfiction #buddie fanfiction #eddie diaz #evan buck buckley #evan buckley #bobby nash

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sweetfirebird · 11 months

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The Mating Season is on youtube right now. A movie from... late '40s or early '50s featuring one of my favorite character actresses, Thelma Ritter.

Basically poor/working class guy happens to fall in love with higher class (though not rich) girl and marries her, and then is nervous about --but fully intending to--introduce her to his rough around the edges mother.

And it has this scene where the mother has worked three jobs to buy herself what she thinks is a fancy hat and outfit to meet this girl, and she shows up... and the girl assumes she's the new cook/maid.

UGH. Right in the class conscious feelings!

Anyway, then there are shenanigans from people trying to break the new couple up, the mother deciding to play along as the cook and maid to help out her new daughter-in-law (who is sweet but useless for practical things) and her son not be sabotaged by the jerks. And the mother ends up flirting with a rich guy.

But UGH that scene.

(Yes, that's a stupid title. It's a reference to the honeymoon but it's a bad title for what the movie is about.)

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submission4 · 1 year

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Confrontation 1

“Please don’t raise your arms or your voice at me, sir,” cadet police officer Gemma Peters strongly advised the furious young man facing her. “But why aren’t you questioning that jerk over there?” the irate citizen demanded. “He stole my parking space! I’d have killed him if you broads hadn’t shown up!” Gemma put a restraining hand on the man’s arm. “My colleague is talking to him now,” she reassured the fuming loudmouth. “We will get his side of the story and then yours. Then we’ll decide what to do.”

“Typical women!” raged the man, angrily pulling his arm away from Gemma’s gentle hold. “Why can’t you useless chicks ever make a decision?”

Source: AHS-CJ Scenario 20-21 #5 video available on YouTube; posted by Tobey Reed

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daniyal-sur · 2 years

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Doctor Strange: Multiverse of Madness Review

welp, this is my first post on Tumblr and I thought it's quite fitting to post DS:MoM with how unique..... and strange (no pun intended) it was!

so for the other poor souls who are getting spoiled left and right by unaware tumblers and/or aware ones:

if you have seen it or don't plan to see it (you don't care about spoilers), then this post is for YOU!

uhm.... how our Wanda went from "I never meant for this to happen" to proceeds to decimate countless people without hesitation?

I mean, I remember the last scene of Wandavision and her using the Darkhold book but to me that was more like "shit, she is learning forbidden magic and it may allow her powers to increase and grow out of control" rather than losing her mind and creating mass destruction!

some said that Darkhold and it's potential was explained in Agents of Shield? so yeah, for those who have seen it might be less shocking to see her acting like this.

me? to be honest, I didn't expect it at all. No, NOT her going against Dr.strange, I meant the way she acted and talked. I don't remember WandaVision much but Agatha didn't seem.... out of control? maybe having been a Witch for a long time didn't impact her much unlike Wanda who was going through trauma and maybeee it allowed Darkhold to control her more than she could control the book?

overall, the first 30 minutes where we see her did take me out of the movie because of the way she talked and acted and this comes from someone who has seen trailer Easter eggs and breakdowns so I knew what kind of plot the movie was heading. maybe Raimi's and Waldron's styles effected her characterization? (I think it definitely did). because she IS powerful, we know that by the comics and the movies but the thing is, her getting mentally out of control, not listening to good reasons AT ALL tells me that there was a story that happened off-screen and it happened and us audience didn't get to see it (MCU pulled the same shit on professor Hulk) so excuse me for being shook when Wanda talks in the first 30 minutes.

I hope there is a director cut for DVD release because I think some of the sites said that the movie was supposed to be more than 2h and 30m??

I really liked the horror elements, the soundtrack kinda reminded me of those 90s/2000s teenage witch movies??

but again, to be honest, some camera shots and scene cuts kinda took me out of the movie, NOT in a bad way. it's really MCU's fault, I have to say, because 90% of MCU movies felt the same to me. the famous marvel formula that you hear often when it comes to criticizing its movies.

This movie??? it didn't feel a marvel/Disney movie to me that much, I felt like it was made by a different company and it's sooo funny because I watched Raimi's spider-man trilogy when I was a child (I didn't know who the guy even was until a year ago) and I didn't even see Evil Dead!!! (just some scenes here and there from YouTube) but to me, this is the most evil dead vibe in a non-evil dead movie that I have ever seen! XD

anyways, I rate it 7 out of 10 (sometimes it gets 6.5 out of 10) for its boldness, strangeness, for its nostalgia (even for movies I have never seen) and its use of horror and gore (which MCU desperately needs if they want to introduce Deadpool and Xmen).

I took 3 points out of it for the lack of "Wanda's path to this level of evil" plot that was taken from audience

for cutting the movie to 2h (I felt it, they tried their best to hold the plot together with the short time and the events that kept happening BUT the ending was kinda rushed)

and for the appearance of Illuminati (I didn't read ANY Illuminati comics but gods! they were useless! I know Wanda is goddamn powerful, even his son, Billy but come on! all six of them are not some minor superheroes and I'm not saying they shouldn't have died but they definitely should have lasted much longer, held more against her! so to me, it came off as if they were a bunch of over-confident jerks that not only lacked skills to do their jobs but also rise questions such as "how did Illuminati last this long???" and I'm really sorry if anyone was a fan of this group and was hyped up for their appearance :/

#dr strange multiverse of madness #doctor strange multiverse of madness #dr strange mom #doctor strange mom #multiverse of madness #mom spoilers #spoilers

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diamondblueorchid · 3 months

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Can't sleep. Life's been beating me down. I feel like the bad guy. Tbh I probably am. Got no one to talk to so I guess I'll just talk to the tumblr void for a bit till I cry myself to sleep. I've been a real jerk lately so I guess I deserve this. No matter what anyone else says.....I'm so tired but I can't stop crying. I feel relived for....some reason? But at the same time utterly crushed. I guess all good things must come to an end. I just wish youtube would stop sending me things I'd send to them.....stop reminding me of them. It's only been a few hours.....they said they wanted to talk in the morning....I....hope they....try to reach out.....but at the same time....I hope they don't. I've made up my mind to ignore them either way. I just.....know I'll never find anyone as special as them....and I hope they have a good new life without me....I'm so conflicted tossing and turning in bed I want to reach out and tell them I'm sorry.....but.....I know this won't change shit.....the other wasn't even that bad.....I just felt their request was unreasonable.....cause.....I got no where else to turn too for that kind of joy....but it doesn't matter. Nothing matters.....I'm a horrible person either way.....I ain't an adult. I deal with things like a stupid child....I just want to feel loved again.....instead of just a burden....or useless....life's moving too fast rn.....I've spent an hour writing this.....tears pouring, stifling sobs. Knowing I'm in the wrong but it still hurts......I still hurt......oh well....life moves on I guess.....I'll try to sleep. Even just a few minutes.....I have a....long day ahead of me....gn....love you....

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the-firebird69 · 10 months

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Watch "When Winning Means Everything, You'll Try Anything... CRAZY DIRT BIKE CRASH! #shorts" on YouTube

This is the one that should have posted and it said little s*** bja and he's a jerk anymore on and he's getting beat up a lot and he should they get beat up every day and they can't remember if they got beat up the day before and what for he just keep doing it and they need to get out of here and we're coming in now to protect our son they're useless piece of people and I don't want him to get hurt by useless people. This too here did the Motocross world and other racing circuits and other industry of races they're doing this kind of behavior and he goes off the course it's illegal to jump back on to it and see legal to force them off and they both are just qualified and they both were just qualified but we're going around shutting down the race tracks and the arenas and we don't want them here and we're pulling out their racers if they show up and protest and we're arresting them and taking them to prison not jail and here in Florida they're going to prison directly now not jail and the lawsuits are continuing and they're forcing them to pay if they don't pay they take them to prison people are sick of these f*** they still had a ton of soldiers one month ago and started acting like pussies who lost now I know what our son has been saying there's something wrong with them they're mentally inept and they are and this guy Tommy f an a****** making fun of a little teeny retard on the stage, although for real they dry that kind of attack attention and they deserve it too they look ridiculous so I guess he's got a really good point if that's what you're saying but it's not and I said you're not really saying it right but it comes out like you are these idiots are ridiculous they're not to be made fun of Debbie to put down and that's what it looks like you're doing you better get ready cuz he looks like a complete f****** f**** and he said this thanks for the heads up and you will too and I said I'm not that much smaller than you even like you are and he says you're actually right and I'm not working out and I'm still strong as a bull but that's beside the point if I was at full power you'd be dead everyday every second without even coming near me so he looks up and he says you're actually right and you're a scaredy cat but it looks pretty good cuz these fools are assholes you can see it in his face it's trying to push a s*** out or something and I know you're smarter than they are and I kind of sympathize because holy s*** and they f****** annoying and they probably ruined your life they probably wrecked your family and blamed your clones because they fall for everything the empire is doing they turn around and said you know what you're right about something you people f****** blow your f***** too that guy's sitting up there like a f**** so he turned around to go after him he said they're full of this they fill the place and he left and came back and took them out but really what a bunch of s*** it's like cleaning out a goddamn Barn is that laugh you people this is what it's like you people are useless. Where's my whole life to do this and you motivated them to get big right when I didn't need it and it's your fault and it started kicking the s*** out of them they want this published now

Thor Freya

We need this out Hera and right now Olympus

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pornaddictioncounseling · 1 year

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MEN WHO REFUSE TO SEEK PROFESSIONAL HELP

This year marks 10 years of professionally coaching men toward freedom from pornography. I’ve seen all kinds of things throughout this last decade and I have a good idea of what happens to men who don’t seek professional help. I see the same brothers hitting me up for tips year after year but then doing nothing to change their life.

These brothers have been asking for help for ten years now. Some were 22 when I first heard from them, and now they’re 32 with a life that looks the same, or worse. Others were about to turn 40 and I warned them that this was their last shot to get their lives together, get into a relationship, and start a family. Today they’re 50 years old and still pitifully addicted to pornography.

We’re in a difficult time right now. The last few years were filled with adversity. The men who chose to control their behavior from the first time they reached out fared well throughout the chaos and uncertainty. Those who were focused, disciplined, and mentally strong continued to thrive during these times.

However, men who used porn, sex, and masturbation as coping mechanisms may have survived, but they surely didn’t thrive. Relying on compulsive sexual behavior only resulted in a miserable struggling existence.

And if you’re in that latter group, today’s message is for you.

The stress reflects physically on your body. You found yourself soft, pudgy, and weak from stress eating. You’re fueled by sugar and caffeine. Your girlfriend or wife doesn’t want to have sex with you if you can’t achieve an erection. You can’t get hard or stay hard because you chose pornography over her. You’ve become boring. You chose a life of domesticity over adventure and learning. No one wants to sleep with the man they argue with over the dishes every night.

If you’re single, you may wonder why women won’t date you. You don’t bother to groom yourself. You dress comfortably, which is a nice way of saying you’re a grown man who dresses like a schoolboy. You’re overweight and your best features are obscured by the bloat from the fast food you shovel into yourself every day.

You feel entitled to women who are 10s because you watch them in porn while you’re barely a 5 on your best day. You lack ambition. You play video games all night. You smoke weed every day. You live to be entertained. If you ever manage to get a girlfriend, she’ll have to find a sugar daddy because you’re too busy seeking pleasure to be a provider.

You’ll likely have to settle for the lowest-hanging fruit when it comes to women. You’ll hang onto her because you know you won’t find better. And then you will spend the rest of your life secretly jerking off to women you truly find attractive online.

You’re weak. You’re stunted. You’re overwhelmed. You’re unable to prioritize. You’re mentally consumed by a constant diet of unfiltered garbage information that you allow into your head. The news, nonsense YouTube videos, pointless podcasts, endless Reddit threads, Wikipedia black holes, and perma-scrolling Twitter, of it, fill your head with useless information that makes you think you’re smart.

When was the last time you created something? What was the last original thought or idea you formulated? I’m not talking about repeating talking points that someone else gave you or buying into the hive mind of whatever group you’re a part of.

Your emotional capacity is next to nothing but you’re always emotionally charged. Your erratic emotional range consists of numbness, irritation, anger, depression, loneliness, excitement, and fear. Instead of experiencing the emotional capacity of a Boeing 747 that flies intercontinental, you’re a paper plane that can barely reach the back of the classroom and is destined for the trash.

You’re spiritually bankrupt, too, even if you believe yourself to be a Christian. Your religious affinity only pays lip service to the type of man you wish you were. But what would your congregation think if they saw your browser history, your secret apps, and your external hard drives? I bet they tell a different story.

Your behavior is a growing cancer of the soul. You’ve spent empty years lying, desperately trying to hold up your shining image while living a double life. This is no way to live, brother. You’re falling apart, relying on your limited social circle for validation while destroying yourself every day.

If you’re at all interested in rebuilding your life and thriving in the years to come, it’s time to seriously reconsider your life. You could have saved yourself this last decade of destruction had you only followed through on the help you initially sought.

Honestly ask yourself what holds you back from taking action to overcome your porn addiction problems. Maybe it’s shame. Maybe it’s pride. Maybe you just don’t care and you’re stuck in a cycle of apathy. You know you have a problem but you’re fooling yourself by thinking you can handle it alone if you’re stuck in the same place 10 years later.

I know I sound harsh today but I feel disheartened. It’s painful to look at an email thread I can follow back to 2012 with a man who has clearly done nothing to change his circumstances. It feels wrong and I can’t sit back without saying something, especially as a man who has been where you are.

I think men who struggle with porn addiction live on a slightly altered timeline. We don’t seem to realize how time flies. The years slip by but we’re so busy consumed by our porn addiction symptoms that we miss the signs. Instead of seeing ourselves as the problem, though, we blame other things for our wide range of shortcomings.

The description above is probably painful to read. It may not describe every aspect of your life but I’m sure there are at least a few attributes that describe you. And it might seem like there’s nothing you can do to change, but professional help will make a difference. I’ve watched hundreds of men change their lives throughout the last decade of the Porn Reboot program a form of porn addiction counseling only with a better and effective method proven for years.

Have you reached a point that you can’t handle anymore? Are you ready to take responsibility for your life? I would love to see you join us in the Porn Reboot group and get started. Even if you don’t participate in the intensive, getting involved in our free Facebook group is a great place to start. You can learn what the Porn Reboot program is about and start implementing the system in your life today.

Quit watching time pass you by, brother. Take control of your life. Today can be the day that shifts the trajectory and pulls you from the pit of hopelessness you’ve landed yourself in.

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tetsunormous · 3 years

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Prove yourself useful

pairing: dom!Kenma x f!reader x spectator!Suna x Spectator! Osamu

genre: smut (18+), established relationship, post time-skip university, gamer boyfriend

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warning: thigh riding, exhibitionism, voyeurism, swearing, hair pulling, mentions of edging, spanking (?), degradation

It’s just past 2 in the afternoon and your lecture finally finished. University is nothing like what you grew up thinking it would be, but it would be a lot worse if you didn’t get to live with your boyfriend.

You met Kenma during your first year and it didn’t take long for the two of you to begin falling for each other. He is more complex than you’d ever imagine and everyday you learn new things to learn about him. At the surface level he’s incredibly successful; being a youtuber, a pro gamer, a fucking CEO, all while taking university classes. However, Kenma is so much more than that.

The Kenma you know and love is the Kenma that’s cooped up in his gaming room spitting insults at his friends while they practice for a match they have later on in the night. The Kenma that you find yourself daydreaming about is the one obsessed with your apple pie and insists it's never too hot to eat right out of the oven. Your Kenma doesn't show the world all his little quirks, but you’ve learned to understand all of his many facial expressions and what he needs at the time. Everyone sees Kenma as this shy intelligent man who prefers to keep things to himself, which he is, but your favourite Kenma is the one he only lets out behind closed doors.

For someone so reserved none of his following would ever expect him to be the kind of lover to share you with others. No one would ever suspect Kenma for being the kind of lover to get off on seeing you completely ruined and embarrassed. This version of Kenma is definitely the one you find the most interesting because he kept it from you for the first year of your relationship, but two years in and his friends have seen more of you than you could keep track of.

Just thinking about him gets you worked up and it's times like this that you’re grateful for online classes. You tiptoe into your shared bedroom to discard the panties you’re currently wearing. The mere thought of riding his thigh gets you so excited the pair of black lace you previously wore didn’t stand a chance. You stare at your reflection in the mirror, your outfit isn’t anything special but it's his favourite. The sweater you’re wearing just big enough to cover your ass, sleeves long enough to hang past your fingertips, no bra or panties, the sheer thigh high socks that never fails to leave him hard, and the little cat ears resting on your head he bought for you months ago.

If he saw you now, there’s a chance you’d get your way.

You knock softly on the door before entering. The blinds are shut and there's a purple hue emitting from his LED lights. He’s sitting in front of his three monitors with nothing but a pair of sweatpants and his headset on, “Kenma? Are you in a game right now?”

His back is towards you so you begin to walk towards his desk, closing the door behind you. Osamu and Suna have seen the two of you naked plenty of times but for some reason, you still get a little shy. You wave at them on screen as you stand behind your boyfriend and you can hear their remarks through his headset.

“Oi, I think a little kitty wants to join before we play tonight”. Suna is always the first to say something, but Osamu definitely teases you more.

“You didn’t tell us we’d get a special treat today, Kodzuken”

Kenma stares blankly at his friends before turning to you, “Hi pudding, you finished with class?” he asks as his eyes wander down your body. You can see a slight smirk form on his lips before reaching out to give your hip a squeeze, “Miya was right, what a special little treat you are”

You know Kenma is observant but you can’t help but act a little cuter when there’s an audience around. “If you’re just practicing for now, can we cuddle Kenken, I missed you”, you ask with a slight pout on your face and your sweater paws reaching out for his arm, eyes glancing down at his bulge.

His eyes soften a bit and he chuckles at your act, “yeah yeah, sit on my lap you little brat”

You happily oblige and sit on his left thigh. Your head leaning on his shoulder as he presses a kiss to your temple. With your arms resting on his shoulders, you begin playing with his hair and rocking your hips ever so slightly.

“We haven’t seen you wear those little ears in a while y/n, don't tell me you put them on after class just for some cuddles” A blush creeps onto your face as Suna continues to tease you about your intentions.

“Awh, don’t hide your face from us y/n. Kozume has shown us you’re not really as shy as you seem, did Suna’s little comment really make you blush that hard?”

You feel your boyfriend nudge you lightly with his shoulder, a breathy chuckle leaving his mouth. “She knows I won’t fuck her till tonight yet she still climbs up onto my leg without panties on, she can act shy all she wants but we all know how shamelessly needy she is” You lift your head from his shoulder with a surprised look on your face. He’s still staring at his monitor, fingers busy with the controller, “you didn’t think I’d feel how wet you are? Your pussy is soaking through my sweats kitten”

The boy's laughter rings through the headphones and a whine escapes your lips. He takes his headphones off and has them resting around his neck before putting his controller down. You feel his hands under your arms and he positions you so that you're sitting on his left thigh facing his desk, legs resting on either side of his.

“Awh Osamu, look at the little kitty pouting cause her big bad boyfriend turned her away”

“She’s always so needy, aren’t you y/n? And in front of us too? You like putting on a show and having everyone see what a slut you are, huh”

Your thighs squeeze around Kenmas as your entire face starts to become red. You can hear your boyfriend clearing his throat before landing a hard smack against your thigh. “He asked you a question kitten. If you’re going to be a needy slut and come in here while we’re practicing, at least show some manners”

“Y-yes Samu” you whisper, “I like having you watch”

All the boys hum in unison and Suna leans back in his gaming chair, leaving his controller on the desk. “Well since you interrupted practice, I think it’s only fair you give us something in return, isn't that right Kenma”

“Suna makes a good point. I treated you so well last night cause we both knew I would be busy until later tonight, and I wouldn’t be able to give you the attention you need.” His slender fingers weave through your hair at the base of your scalp before pulling hard, exposing your throat for his friends to see. His nose softly traces your sensitive skin, inhaling your scent, “I let you cum all night long, but here you are with your greedy little cunt rubbing itself against me trying to get off”

“Maybe you need to be more mean with her, she should know better than to come in here if she isn’t going to make herself useful”

“You hear that?” Kenma’s other hand travels up your sweater and pinches your hardened nipple making you hiss in pain. “Should I listen to Osamu and be extra mean to you so you learn how to act?”

All three boys are now smirking at you but that just makes your body more aroused. Your pussy is throbbing and it takes everything in you not to start grinding on his leg. You feel him flex his muscles and you can't help but to cry out as the additional pressure on your clit sends an electric shot throughout your body.

“The poor baby can’t even respond”, Suna chuckles and pretends to pout “you are just a dumb little whore, aren’t you y/n?”

You let out a whine as your eyes meet Kenma’s. His cold stare alone asserts dominance over you and without thinking your hand reaches out to touch him. You feel a sharp pain as he smacks your hand away, “I don’t remember giving you permission to touch me kitten”. He yanks his hand back from your hair causing you to jerk forwards and grab a hold of the desk for balance. “We all know you won’t get allowed to cum later on but you will put on a show for us and prove you aren't just a useless slut”. He leans back with one arm resting on his armrest, “shall we make things interesting boys?”

Osamu stares intensely at you before laughing in your face, “Yea, let’s see if she can prove herself. If she can’t, I don’t think she deserves anything tonight”

“Y/n can be more than just Kozume’s dumb fuck, right? You gonna put on a show for us?”

Your mouth parted and eyes wide, you whip your head back to meet your boyfriends but he only smirks at you. “You have eight minutes kitten. Your hands stay on the desk and I won’t be touching you. If we hear a peep slip out of your lips, you lose. You better ride my thigh like you’re chasing the last orgasm you’ll ever have because if you fail to cum, I will edge you all night long to the brink of insanity, but all you can do is watch me fuck my fist instead.”

Osamu and Suna are rubbing themselves through their sweats as they snicker at our boyfriends rules. They continue to tease you but all you can focus on is the way Kenma is looking at you. He reaches back to tie his hair into a low bun and bounces his leg lightly, “are you ready?” he asks with his eyebrows slightly raised and a smirk. All you can do is nod back in his direction as you feel him flexing his thigh. He reaches for his phone and you watch as he sets a timer for eight minutes, “alright kitty….start”.

Your legs squeeze around your boyfriend's thigh as you begin to roll your hips. You shimmy yourself forwards a little bit so your clit can press against the base of his quads every time you rock forwards. Kenma was right, you're so wet it’s almost embarrassing how your own juices have lubricated your folds. Even against the fabric of his sweats, your pussy is drenched with your own arousal, helping you grind against his leg with ease. Your teeth sink into your bottom lip, trying your hardest to control your breathing so the overwhelming pressure doesn’t cause you to moan out loud.

You can hear the two boys teasing and laughing at how filthy you really are but all you can think about is chasing that O. The noises coming from your riding, the way your juices have dampened his pants, making a wet slapping noise every time you rock. Your fingers are gripping his desk hard and all you can do is throw your head back, chest heaving, trying to swallow your whines as you start to feel the tension building in your stomach. “I can feel the way your pussy is twitching every time you rock forwards, sometimes close isn’t she?” Kenma moves forwards and speaks softly by your ear, “You only have three more minutes, why don’t you let us hear your pretty voice hmm?”

“Oh y/n, you look like you’re close to cumming, we’ve never heard you this quiet before. I bet it would feel even better if you moaned for us”

“Suna and I always talk about how pretty and desperate you sound, let us hear you”

The constant egging didn’t help but it definitely made you more needy. They all knew how loud you were when Kenma would stuff you full and just as you let out a heavy breath, your boyfriend flexes his muscles. Your mouth falls open as you roll faster, knowing your orgasm will happen soon. The way his thigh feels against your slick folds should be illegal, it shouldn’t feel this good before he even touches you.

“Oh I think someones going to cum, show us how you fall apart. Ride my fucking thigh and imagine how much better it would be if my cock was in your needy hole”. Kenma now palming against his dick as he watches your eyebrows furrow, your eyes squeeze tight, your cheeks glowing , the baby hairs sticking to your forehead, all while you bite down on your bottom lip trying your hardest to keep all your noises inside. You look absolutely stunning to him, falling apart over his leg. He keeps flexing his thigh at a fast pace to help you reach your high, no longer caring about the challenge. He’s so mesmerized by the way your pussy feels as it’s throbbing, and how your legs squeeze harder against his as you completely come undone.

You can hear the boys let out soft moans as you cum all over your boyfriend's thigh with a force that even you’re surprised about.

“Fuck Kenma, you get to see that every time?”

The timer goes off and you limp over the desk, “fuck off Suna, consider yourself lucky the two of you got to get off to her”, he says with a smile on his face.

“We know we’re very lucky,” Osamu says chuckling, “ thank you y/n, we’ll definitely win our 3v3 later”

Kenma looks over at you and pulls you close to him. He slips his hand under the sweater and rubs your back, “you did so well baby, I’m surprised you didn’t make a sound”

“Promise I did good? D-does this mean I get to cum later?”

“You really think I’m going to forget why this all happened in the first place? You just came all over me and you’re already thinking about getting stuffed huh” he cradles your face with a faint smile on his face. “You did so well, so we’ll see” and presses a kiss on your lips, “for now, you can stay here for the next while and sit in embarrassment as they continue to tease you about you cumming just from my thigh”

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!#hq smut #hq x reader #hq #kenma kuzome #kenma #kenma smut #suna smut #suna #suna rintarō #osamu #osamu miya #osamu smut #dark #tw exhibitionism #tw cyber sex

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The new Elisa Lam documentary (beside being way too long and going on useless side tangents) spares so little time concentrating on the devastating impact mental illness can have and so much time on... youtubers’ thoughts about Elisa’s death, that it’s frankly disgusting (”it didn’t make any sense”, disclaims some dude when a psychosis due to bipolar disorder & not taking her pills is mentioned as the likeliest reason for Elisa’s behaviour and later death). I know it’s a huge case on the internet, but it’s not an “unsolved mystery”, it’s a girl who struggled with mental health and ultimately didn’t make it. I understand the public interest, but at least have the decency to justify exploiting a dead person’s life and death somewhat instead of just making it a conspiracy theorist jerk circle.

#crime scene: the vanishing at the cecil hotel #elisa lam #tw: mental health #netflix

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enhas-bestie · 3 years

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uni love [05]

chapter five : "means he's still chill👌"

sunoo and riki are my only friends, you think childishly as you lean back on your bed. you're alone in your dorm for now, seeing as your roommate hwang yeji had late afternoon classes, while you were lucky enough to have almost all your classes relatively early in the day. you scoff, at least that was one thing in your favor at the moment.

sighing, you look at the sad condition of your bed; covered from bottom to top in business notes and textbooks. none of them were yours of course. no, they all belonged to your beautiful and kind roommate yeji, who had taken pity upon you after hearing your sad predicament (and sad it definitely was) . or more like hearing it after you forced her to listen to you wail for hours on end about the unfairness of the world.

well, either way, yeji was kind, and you were extremely grateful-you really were. but notes could truly only get you so far. and all you had done so far, was learn the key definitions for the shitshow of an essay you were preparing to write.

ten percent of your first term's grade. an essay that apparently was last years major assignment-though this time it was scaled down into a smaller task. a gesture of kindness from the lecturers to allow students to have a strong starting mark. a way to make sure students truly understood the basics of what they had learnt last year.

all of that, you had heard from yeji. and not your useless TA lee heeseung.

god, just thinking about him made you mad. in the span of fifteen minutes, he had made you think he was the cutest person alive; and then he opened his godamned mouth and showed you who he really was.

just plain fucking rude.

and maybe, just maybe, you were overreacting. but honestly, you didn't expect him to blow you off like that.

but, fine. it was whatever. all in the past, you thought bitterly. it really didn't matter if your TA was a bit of a jerk. you didn't need him to pass a subject that you had never taken in your life before. you didn't.

all you had to do was what you always did-take things one challenge at a time. you were studying for a degree in medicine for god's sake. and if you could write an eight paged long essay on bodily functions, then you could most certainly find it in yourself to write a three paged essay on whatever the hell the topic was. all you had to do was take it slow.

nodding to yourself reassuringly, you pulled your laptop towards you. your intention? binge watch helpful youtube videos about business management until you were a fucking expert. and since you had about a week until the paper was due - you could take it slowly, seeing as none of your other classes decided to bestow upon you the same misery as business studies 122.

you were in the middle of typing 'youtube' in the search engine when an email notification banner popped up on your screen and you opened it unconsciously. the act of clicking email notifications was so part of your daily routine, that you didn't even second guess it.

though you fucking wish you had, you thought scornfully, as you saw the senders name.

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TO : l/n_y/[email protected]

FROM : [email protected]

cc: 2nd year business 122 dep. (group 31)

SUBJECT LINE : assignment one drafts

hi all :)

it's heeseung here. since the assignment is basically a recap for all of you, please note that you are permitted to copy and paste RELEVANT information from your old essay into this one. though you can do this, you must NOT use more that five hundred words from your old assignment. this is to ensure that you are able to explain the same concepts from last year in multiple understandings.

it is also compulsory for your first draft to be sent to me by tuesday , seeing as how I'll need to go through at least forty of them.

regards,

lee heeseung.

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you weren’t exactly proud of how long it took you to realise that today was monday, which meant that tomorrow was tuesday...but when you did, you swore to yourself that never hated anyone other that lee heeseung for such a beyond petty reason in your entire life.

that, and you had to start with that godforsaken essay asap.

prev -> chapter five -> next

synopsis : you have high hopes for your second year of university. so it’s a damn shame that your university’s administration messed up your timestable and put you in a business course you had no intention of being in. you’d think being assigned an attractive teaching assistant would at least make things a little bit better, but of course you were wrong once again. luckily, you’re allowed to swap modules in the new term, but only on the condition that you pass the business module. sounds good,, except for the fact that you’ve never done business in your life…but not to fear! TA Lee Heeseung promises to help make you pass your module.

p. s do NOT fall in love with him :)

main UL masterlist

a/n : yeji has made her appearance 😉

[tag list] : @nyfwyeonjun @adoreyeonjun @sunghonkers @blossomnct

#enhypen x reader #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen #lee heeseung #enhypen fluff #enhypen heeseung #heeseung x reader #lee heeseung x reader #enhypen social media au #uni love #uni love masterlist #heeseung #lee heeseung scenarios #enhypen lee heeseung #lee heeseung fluff

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heli0s-writes · 3 years

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lights up*

A/N: Stucky (primarily Steve)/Reader. 2k words of idkwhatthisisi’msorry. There was a prompt from six months ago that I wrote this for but I lost the message and I can’t remember! All mistakes are my own, please stop reading if you are not 18+

brooklyn after dark masterlist

You wake up in scattered shock.

Knee-jerk reaction to fast hands sliding between your thighs, fingers carelessly ticking sensitive skin.

You wake up to a groggy voice, slurred with sleep and raspy-raw.

“Baby,” it croaks from between your legs, “Honey, sweetheart, sugar. Please, please, please let me eat your pussy.”

Wha—

A few disbelieving blinks as you scrabble for your bearings—can’t see shit—still dark—head throbbing.

“Oh god, I wanna sosososo bad,” and then hands are between your knees, spreading your legs apart. “So… damn... tasty. Uh-huh… Come to daddy.”

Who the fuck is—damn it, Bucky.

In the dead hour of four-something when nothing should be moving so intentionally, an unsteady moan tumbles out of him when he starts groping for your ass.

“Buck!” You whisper, kicking your leg to shake him off. Grabbing the covers with one hand, you reach under with the other, swatting his head and trying to get a firm hold on him. Slippery fucking man.

He pauses for a second before his body goes limp, half hanging off the foot of the bed and you groan at his weight. Idiot boy. Two hundred pounds of horny somnambulist dropping like an anchor on your poor legs.

Fiddling now with how to get him back up to his regular spot, you try to do it quietly, the warmth radiating next to your left shoulder a compelling incentive. Even with your wits barely about you, you know better than to wake—

“Whassit? Whas goin’ on?”

Steve. Ah.

“Nothing,” you sigh, reaching over and stroking his arm absently, one foot tapping against Bucky’s waist to urge him upward. “He’s just sleep-talking again.”

Steve makes a groggy noise of comprehension. “Sleep-talking or sleep-fucking?”

“Just sleeping now. Ugh… didn’t mean to wake you.”

He’d come in late again—meetings and paperwork keeping him well after hours. Not even able to do it from home, which would have been nice. At least here you could make sure he was eating, or drinking enough water, or at least be in the presence of good company.

Instead, you and Buck watched a movie, took a few rounds of shots (because he likes the taste and how you look dancing all over the coffee table), fooled around in the kitchen, and turned in around two—Steve nowhere in sight. Some jobs were Captain-Only, which meant you’d have to make peace with being useless.

That’s generally not a task that goes over well. The amount of untamed energy Bucky exudes without Steve’s guidance is… close to being categorized as a natural disaster and trying to stay up with him is always a double-edged sword. Lots of fun, sure, but he requires less sleep than you do and can finagle you into getting piss drunk with a single smirk.

“Wish you’d been more responsible.” Bone-tired and Steve’s still bossy. His arm is heavy as it snakes over your tummy. “You know he needs direction.”

“Hey, I tried.”

“Issat right? That why your panties’re on the counter? Shirt in the sink, too. Come home close to four and still gotta clean up after the two of you.”

His raspy breath tickles, plump lips crushed just below your ear—enough to start a chain reaction of shudders.

“Go back to sleep,” you huff, embarrassed. It was only a few hours ago so your head’s still a bit fuzzy—vague memory of playful touches before hearing, hop up, baby, from Bucky. And you, tittering and zealous the whole way, kissing him like he’d never been kissed before.

YouTube blinking on the T.V., stuck on some ad because the streaming’s a snail’s pace from when Steve set up the internet and tried to pinch pennies at the same time. Bucky’s specially crafted “Wine, Dine, and Sixty-Nine” playlist refusing to load even half a song afterwards so neither of you could spare your neighbors from hearing all the noises.

Hopefully the laughter was loudest, and not the primal fucking, or the crashing when you slipped off the counter and knocked Bucky on his ass.

You giggle at that. Years and years together and some nights still feel brand new.

“Have fun without me?”

There’s no real jealousy in Steve’s voice, but there is greed behind the question. A single night away and he acts like he’s never been kissed either.

Your eyes start fluttering when his fingers curl around your hipbone. Je-sus. Hell. It’s too late—early—for this.

You grumble his name, asking him to save it for a couple more hours when your brain doesn’t feel pried free, but, Captain-Only mode activated and he’s not deterred. A bloodhound on a fresh trail.

The hand on your hip turns inward and you’re suddenly aware of him pressed against your body, that hot line of him, pulsing on your upper thigh. He tilts forward, one knee rubbing up your leg. Bucky stirs a little and makes another declaration about how he’s fit for the CEO position of Eating Your Ass, but nothing more after that.

“He do you good?” Steve wonders, apparently not giving a fuck about whether Bucky’s dead or alive down there and instead only worried about repositioning you, rolling you on your side, “That why you’re so happy to get me out of the house? So you two can fool around unchecked as much as you want?”

“Steve, you know damn well—"

His hand slips around the side of your neck, four thick fingers drumming over the ridges of your throat. “Watch your mouth,” he whispers, “before you get yourself into any more trouble.”

He gets mean without enough sleep. And no one would ever guess, but other than working over some poor punching bag that’ll never see the light of day after he gets his hands on it, Captain America likes to fuck it out. You and Buck have properly come out of a few sessions barely alive, feeling like two ends of a slinky that’s taken one too many tumbles down a flight of stairs.

You squirm as he palms your bottom with his free hand, kneading the bare flesh a flimsy pair of sleeping shorts can’t cover.

“Gotta be quiet,” he tells you gently, “Can’t wake him, can we.” Christ help you. What a time to play a game. You mumble under your breath, “Do I have a choice?”

A prod at your already sore entrance, and Steve says, annoyingly convinced, “I think you’ve already made your choice.”

He stills for a second when Bucky flops around on the mattress and then he starts pressing his mouth to your back, your shoulder, other hand holding you steady with expertise. It’s Steve’s favorite position when he wants to be in charge—you, writhing and turned away, usually leaned about 50 degrees and pawing at Bucky’s chest—this morning, feebly snatching sheets instead.

It doesn’t take any buildup. He’s achingly ready; you’re willingly wet. Clothes moved just enough out of the way and his two fingers slide upward, pushing barely to spread you before he quickly replaces it with something much thicker. It’s only been a few seconds. He’s too fast for you to get a word in edgewise, your brain still muddled, body cooperative.

“Huh,” Steve mumbles, slowly feeling his way into position, “A bit fucked loose, aren’t you?”

“Steve,” you hiss in reply, clenching up reflexively the same time mortification bursts across your scrunched- up face. “Don’t say that.”

“Hush, baby.”

“I’m trying—”

“Try harder.” And he’s evil incarnate, you swear. Satan himself packaged up in the neat body of a demigod. He rolls his hips slowly until the tops of his thighs are pressed against your ass, fingers holding so tight you think he’s going to spear right into bone. “Stay still or you’re gonna knee Buck in the cheek.”

You twist your head around, instead, shaking your chin free from his hand, hoping that once he sees your pitiful expression, he’ll find it in his heart to maybe not pound you into oblivion with bells on.

Of course, Steve’s not looking anywhere but down the line of your back and further to where he’s opening you up, bottom lip tucked into his teeth.

You constantly rib him about how he’s making up for all the years he spent with the two working eyes of a mole so now he’ll break his neck to watch. Bucky’s confirmed it multiple times to Steve’s chagrin, cackling at the way Steve goes purple defending himself. You love the stories they tell and retell; you try to spend most your time making up for all those years you weren’t there to find out.

Who isn’t in this relationship? Violently horny like teenagers, the three of you, spending every idle hour mishandling for each other like it’s the first time. Excitement primeval like animals in heat, apparently instinctual enough for one of you to do it in his sleep. Years and years and it still feels brand new.

The bed’s rocking surprisingly moderately for Steve’s usual pace, and it’s a bit heartwarming to know that he’s doing it because he really doesn’t want to wake Bucky, but he ramps up his game. He starts whispering again, meaner, hotter, the damn mouth on Steve Rogers continuing to give you hell this early morning.

He pinches your nipple hard, letting you gasp at the brief sting before he goes back up to your chin, your mouth, and then he puts the entire hand over it.

“Quiet. Not another fucking word out of you. Gotta teach you how to behave this morning, don’t I?” He’s working himself up, working you over, even pulling you back on him by the hips and then wiggling you up and down on him like he’s adjusting you on a saddle. Motherfucker.

Your toes curl, knees grinding, legs folding up to get simultaneously closer and away from him and it feels—it feels so excruciatingly good—the effortless glide of his cock, the burn of friction dragging itself out the more you wriggle. Whatever indelicate sounds falling out of your mouth are getting mashed back in, Steve ramming himself into your body, shaking your brain further loose.

He’s probably louder than he intends to be—you know how he gets when he’s close— bombs could be dropping two feet away and Steve Rogers would hear nothing but the roar of his own wanting, chasing it until he crashes into bits. You’re chasing too, both hands clamped around his wrist, arching your back to near breaking.

“Yeah,” he rasps out, “That’s it, that’s good, baby. Ugnn—back up on me, stay—right there.”

More uneven jerking, he releases your face and starts rubbing your clit, saying, you like it like this? Like me givin’ it to you good like this? And you’re shaking in his arms, the both of you tipping over the edge.

“I wasn’t serious,” Steve says later after a few moments, lips all soft and gentle on your neck, rather than fierce like before, “Bout you bein’—” you can feel him shrugging, “Y’know… fucked loose.” He whispers the last part like it’s a sin.

You snort, “You turning decent on me? After railing me to death?”

“You sound pretty lively to me.” He pokes your side, “I just… woke up and remembered how much I missed you last night.”

“I’m not going anywhere. You’ve got both of us here—shit!”

“Steeeeeve,” and the sound of it slaps both you back to reality. Sleep-smashed, more tipsy than any alcohol could make him, Bucky’s giggles break the steady pattern of muffled conversation. His vibranium hand pats around for a new destination, undeterred by the disruption of his previous mission.

You can’t believe it. He’s still asleep.

“Steeeevie,” Bucky mewls again, “Lemme— lemme suck your dick, sweetheart.”

What a menace. Your shoulders start quivering as you poorly hold it back, pfffftppblffpt’s kickstarting Steve into a tizzy right alongside you.

Bursting laughter finally wakes him up. Bucky yelps once, twice, flailing like a cat caught unawares and rolls himself right off the goddamn bed.

Two hundred pounds of newly conscious pervert wallops the hardwood floor and you’re sure the entire apartment complex—if they didn’t hear the ruckus last night—certainly heard it this morning.

#marvel #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #stucky x reader #smut #marvel smut #reader insert #mcu

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If I don't say myself that I hate a character or ship, I don't care for your slander on said character or ship because 9/10 you're just going to be an ass.

If I put a positive Miruko post out, don't need you to come in with "well, she sucks" and some other bullshit.

I'm also into other animes while exploring others. Like Jujutsu Kaisen! My favorite is definitely Yuji (others include Toge, Kasumi, Takako, Nobara and Sukuna, I won't lie is my favorite villain) and because so...

Here are some of my favorite original posts I written about him -> FAVORITE YUJI ITADORI POSTS 🐯

Don't care for debates, rebuttals, arguments, NOTHING.

So be it you're coming into my inbox with it, replying or reblogging, I don't care for your opinion. Especially, if you're just going to be disrespectful.

It's fine to give me your opinion, I may agree with it or even if I disagree if you're respectful you get respect back.

For those on mobile, here's my OCs from my BNHA fics ->

😁 Hayate Sakagami

💎 Tamami

☀ Hinata Mochizuki

🔮 Tia Aurya

🖤 Hikage Shirorei

TAGS I USE OFTEN

kiya answers/kiya answers questions - for the asks I get, I suggest searching for these tags if you asked me a question on anon

kiya writes - for posts about my writing, be it actual links to my story or me talking about writing in general

kiya edits/kiyaedits - for posts about my edits, nowadays it's just me talking about edits, if you want to see my edits (because I kinda like to keep my blogs separate so I don't reblog my edits here often) my edits blog is above

just kiya's thoughts - literally any random thought or event of mine, like a life update

kiya cries - where I, yes, cry be it positive or negative

kiya feels - just be how I'm feeling

kiya watches - posts about me watching anything

kiya's faves - posts about my favorite things

kiya reacts - posts when I react to episodes or movies

Simply put, DNI if you're racist, LGBTIA+phobic, you like to harass people (it's not cute), TERFs, one of those "sugar daddy" or porn blogs, or just an overall jerk. I will just block you and call it a day.

Note that when it comes to ships, shipping relatives and an adult with a minor is not my thing.

DNI IF YOU'RE A BLANK BLOG AND STILL HAVE THE DEFAULT ICONS & HEADERS!! UNTIL YOU CHANGE YOUR THEME, DO NOT FOLLOW ME, DO NOT MESSAGE ME, HELL, I DON'T WANT YOU ASKING QUESTIONS!!!

Just note I will be suspicious of you!

Again, if you think you're coming into my inbox to be a troll and believe I'll take you seriously, think again. I will mock you. I won't take you seriously.

If you have questions about ships, my edits, different medias, my writing, or even simple questions like "how's the weather", feel free to ask! All I ask is to be respectful and you'll receive the same treatment.

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