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#BUT LEAVE ME ALONE
emmyrosee · 1 year
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i know kita is so smart and so confident and suave, but you CANNOT convince me that sometimes, his intrusive thoughts win and he gets caught in his own head in the cutest ways.
like one day, he went to throw away a candy wrapper while still holding his phone- he ended up throwing his phone in the trash and holding the wrapper.
a few weeks ago, he was bringing a glass of juice to his spot on the couch, and for whatever reason, he threw it. on the couch. a complete moment of thoughtlessness that had him in a tizzy.
when he was dog sitting for the twins, one of the treats smelled like bacon, and he took a bite. he tossed it all back up, and he’d rather chew on glass than have anyone know he let his thoughts go that buckwild.
yesterday, suna sneezed, and he said a simple, albeit oddly firm “be quiet.” he apologized relentlessly, while suna just stifled his laughter as best as he can (which was not very) because where the literal hell did that come from?
atsumu had a rice grain on his cheek, and when he went to go take it off, for some god knows reason, he ate it. the twin was in absolute shambles.
just. kita is mr perfect, but god if his own brain doesn’t try its hardest to crack that whole facade and bring him down.
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morganas-simp · 16 days
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Instead of functioning and dealing with the fact that Iran is threatening us, I’m baking muffins and bread.
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steelstreqq · 2 months
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holas bolas
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cartooncadet666 · 8 months
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Of course...
Melvinborg coming back just to haunt me: IT'S ME BOY, IM THE PS5 SPEAKING TO YOU INSIDE YOUR BRAIN. LISTEN TO ME BOY, LEAVE THE SKEEBO, WE DON'T NEED HIM! COME WITH ME AND WE'LL PLAY MY GAMES! WE'LL HAVE ROBO TIMES IN SPAAAaaAAaaaAAaaCE. DOO DOODOO DOO YEAH. YOU NEED ME BOY, YOUR FREE WILL IS AN ILLUSION-
Me just resisting the temptations: STOPP. LEAVE ME ALONE MELVIN SNEEDLY! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD!
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becca-e-barnes · 2 years
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Beccaaaaaaa… the “it’s not cheating if” thots are taking over my mind. Because imagine you and Bucky sneaking around, masturbating together to start and slowly working into more, but it’s not cheating cause he isn’t inside you, you aren’t coming with his name on your lips, but one night, this hot hot night Bucky can’t help himself and he’s gliding against your pussy “but it’s not cheating baby, I’m not inside you” and his head catches on your opening, groaning he pushing further “it’s not cheating baby… not if it isn’t all the way in…”
and I’ll let your hot brain come up with the rest 🥵
Giving you all a break from subby!dbf!bucky bc I'm going to write loads more of that soon, this was just too hot and I've been meaning to come back to those thoughts for a while now
And I absolutely love this, I'm just going to pick up where you left off because it's perfect. So maybe he just starts to thrust a little, inching in and out but he can see the worry on your face because each time he thrusts in, he gets a little bit deeper inside you than he was before. Before you know it, he's bottomed out with a broken groan.
"B-Bucky? Oh God, this is wrong." You whimper but he shushes you with the softest kisses.
"No honey, don't worry. It's not cheating if you think of Steve. Don't think of me. Imagine I'm Steve." You can't help how your body flutters around him because now he's inside you, you're desperate for him to stay there. For a few minutes, you almost think you can do it. If you close your eyes and pretend, you can nearly tell yourself it's Steve grunting in your ear. You can almost convince yourself it's your boyfriend calling you a "good girl" and not his best friend.
It doesn't last for long though. No matter how badly you want to let yourself fall into the fantasy that you're doing nothing wrong, you can't escape the fact that the man on top of you kisses differently. He feels different, he moans different and he fucks different. No, this isn't your partner and there's no denying that.
"Bucky, that's so good." You whine, arching your back into his chest and for a second he thinks he might lose it. You don't want to think of Steve, that much is clear.
"I know, angel. I know. It feels perfect. But it's only cheating if you cum so be a good girl and hold it for me. You can't cum, sweetheart." There's no fucking way you can hold it, especially not when he starts to pound into you, setting a punishing pace. Pathetic cries of his name fill the air, along with the sound of skin slapping on skin and it's pure bliss.
"You're gonna cum for me." He pants, his brows knitted together. The sensation of finally being inside you is just overwhelming for him but he knows it's just as intense for you. "I-it's okay, you can cum. It's not cheating if I don't cum inside you. It's okay. It won't count if I pull out."
Some sick little part of you both loves this frantic clutching at straws, searching for some moral exoneration for what you both know to be downright wrong. There's no explaining this away. There's no absolving yourselves of the guilt but at least the longing will have subsided. This never needs to happen again, after all.
"Bucky, oh God, I'm cumming. Fuck, I'm cumming." You groan, right against his ear, clawing at his back and grinding your hips so you take him as deep inside you as possible. It's different to how an orgasm with Steve feels. It's more intense and much more frantic.
"Oh fuck, oh God no." Bucky grunts and in the midst of your own overwhelming high, you feel him twitching and pulsing inside you. "Fuck, you made me cum. You filthy little slut, you made me cum inside you." He's not even sure where such a vulgar insult came from but it makes you want every last drop of his cum and you're determined now to take it all, concequences be damned.
"It's okay, it's not cheating if I didn't knock you up. Who am I kidding, I probably just did."
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vannyslayla · 21 days
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WILL I EVER ESCAPE THE VANESSA SHELLY AUTISM. NO OR NO.
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rahabs · 1 year
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lmao good to know i followed a fucking transphobe. jrk is a terf and if you buy that game you support the genocide of both trans people and jews
This is such an unhinged message on so many fronts.
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corpiote · 2 years
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begging for jin to leave me alone when I pull on literally any gacha
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goth-brushbug · 7 months
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"kill them with kindness" wrong. bat attack
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emmyrosee · 10 months
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Hey if you’re ever not busy can you do a Suna fic where he just got his wisdom teeth removed😭I’ve seen it done on so many haikyuu characters but Suna and I think it’s so cute. You also write him the best😓
THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR THE KIND WORDS AND THE ADORABLE PROMPT 😭💖💖💖
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The nurse told you that they’d used a strong anesthetic because of how impacted his teeth were, but when it took them quite a few times to finally wake him up, you knew you were in for a ride.
Rintaro always hated the dentist. Always. He blames it on childhood trauma (he didn’t have any. He never brushed his teeth and that was his problem) but up until last night, months after his dentist told him he’d need an extraction as soon as possible, he’d been trying to get out of it.
Deep down, seeing him so relaxed in the chair was a relief. The teeth were out, now he has to heal. Easy enough.
You smile as you make your way over to his slowly waking body, taking his hand gently in yours to be the first thing when he woke up. Kissing the knuckles finally had him stirring, and he blinked those bleary green eyes open at you, you practically saw the hearts forming in them.
“Morning, sunshine,” you coo, moving your free hand over to card the messy locks of hair from his face. “How do you feel?”
He tries to speak, but it comes out as a croaky ‘guhhh’ and from a few feet away, the nurse chuckles.
“He’ll have some nasty cotton mouth- literally- for the next few days, but communication should be normal as he starts to wake up,” she says, snapping the gloves off her hands. Then, she passes you the care directions, “no rush. If you need anything, just press the buzzer.” At this point, Rintaro has taken the liberty of grabbing all the gauze he can to put in his mouth. You assume it’s to absorb all the spittle.
“No, no honey,” you chuckle, gently grabbing his hands and pulling the damp cloth out easily. “Be careful. We can change your gauze when we get home.”
“I ‘ont wonna shange my gods,” he mumbles, resting his hands on yours. “‘Ike my gods.”
“Gauze, baby,” you titter. You lean over to plant some kissed onto his forehead, hoping your affections will ease him back more. “The nurse said you might be woozy when you stand, so let’s take it slow okay?”
“Yesh, bosh,” he slurs out. He blinks his foggy eyes before letting them wander around the room, over the sharp objects and wooden cupboards, all before wandering back to you. They widen before a brow quirks in confusion, "who're you 'gain?"
"Me?" You snicker. "I'm the one who's gonna keep you alive for the next few days. Your parents are away, so you're stuck with me." You turn your head slightly, "though that may be the other way around."
"Keep me 'live?" Now, he gives you a small, messy smirk. "'re too schexy to keep me 'live."
"Are you hitting on me?"
He doesn't answer you. Instead, he lets out a small string of laughter, head rolling around his neck in haze. You snort before opting to move him up and out of the room, "come on Romeo. Before you pass out on me."
"nuh-uh," he argues. You, however, choose to ignore him.
It's hard to pay attention when there's a pile of 185 centimeter man on your right shoulder, saying goodbye to every hygienist, dentist, secretary, patron, and flower on the sidewalk on the way to the car. There's a slurp from the spittle in his mouth that rings in your ear and makes you want to gag, but you chose to count some of your blessings.
He's at least mobile- unlike the horror stories you've heard about Osamu falling asleep in the seat while Atsumu wailed about the bandaid on his arm.
Finally, you and your oaf are able to make it to the car, his eyes closed in an attempt to sleep, and you jostle him awake slightly.
"I need you to work with me just a bit longer, okay?"
"When'd we get ousside?" He slurs.
"Not long after you said goodbye to the flowers," you say, rolling your eyes. "Watch your head, babe."
He ducks under your guiding palm, but you're not fast enough before he bumps the crown of his head against the door frame, mumbling a soft "ow" before moving on. It takes everything in your power to not laugh at his poor expense.
"It's because you've got such a big melon head, booger," you tease, and he smiles softly.
"'Ike mewons."
"I know baby."
You buckle him in before closing the door. You give yourself a stretch before heading to the driver's side.
You hadn't had him out of your sight for 25 seconds before you open the door and see him with your chapstick, completely rolled up and making a move towards his mouth.
He's either eating it, or trying to apply it.
Neither sounds like a good idea.
“Rintaro!” You scold, reaching for the chapstick. “You can’t eat that! You’ll get sick!”
“You’re th'ick,” he grumbles, but he does release his hold on your chapstick. His head thunks back against the headrest, letting you buckle while he says one more round of goodbyes to the flowers.
"Gonna nap," he murmurs, and you chose not to fight him on it. "Don't pick mah nothe."
"Why the hell would I do that?" You ask, laughing as you start the car.
He doesn't answer you. He's too busy letting his jaw slack open and let out the wheeziest of snores. You put your hand on his thigh and squeeze lovingly, allowing the hum of the engine and warmth from the sun lull him to sleep.
He's out, he's comfortable, and you can't wait to tell him about how, even drugged out of his mind, he still tried to put the moves on you.
You'll have to leave out the head smacking, though. Let him blame himself for that bruising.
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flawlessflesh · 8 days
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what if thistle had confronted senshi before the story started?
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shinobicyrus · 2 months
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Why do you need your earbuds to have a wire so badly?
I am assuming this is about a post I reblogged like six months ago when I went off on forced technological enshitification and the slow erosion of consumer options. But sure, I'll bite.
Why do I "need" my earbuds to have a wire? I dunno, Anon, maybe I:
Don't want to have to worry about recharging my earbuds.
Don't want my earbuds to be even easier to lose.
Don't want my earbuds to need separate accessories that are as easy to lose as the earbuds.
Prefer to have bluetooth turned off on my devices for security and safety reasons.
Like being able to seamlessly plug my earbuds into my computer, my MP3 player, or any other device with a headphone jack.
Don't want to spend 50 dollars on decent wireless earbuds when I can do all the above things with a pair of solid earbuds that cost me like $12 during the Obama administration.
Don't care about what kinds of headphones or earbuds people wear but don't like what it says about our society when other people apparently care what kind of earbuds I'm wearing so much they have send an Anonymous ask to interrogate me about it.
And I guess, more abstractly, because fuck Apple. That's why.
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elementcement · 5 days
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Stop saying that Chick-fil-A employees are nice. They're not! They're annoying! I don't want/need to be constantly micro managed while eating my chicken sandwich.
my pleasure, my ass
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1eos · 11 months
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blocked someone for saying ‘aww your 20s arent that bad at least you get your own apartment’ this is a safe space for all of us that are suffering w our parents at 25
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elainiisms · 5 months
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female protagonists will literally go through 30 life altering traumas at the age of 16 and you ppl still have the audacity to call them annoying bc they cry about it and act like teenage girls
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yamikakyuu · 1 year
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Me every damn day
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