#it has ruined a lot of conversations for me 😃😃😃

[blackbackedjackal]

i remember you mentioning some bad experiences with arsanatomica; what was that about?

I posted a coyote skull from my research collection, and they DM'ed me and asked if they could re-post it to their page. I said it was fine cause I wanted to get more eyes on it since the pathologies it had were interesting and difficult to pinpoint. I got it secondhand and didn't have all the info I needed to say for sure what happened.

I mentioned to them that I study coyote morphology and pathologies with some other researchers, and I had a young coyote skull with another mystery pathology. I sent them some pics to look at, and they told me that the coyote was geriatric and the issues were from old age, which it absolutely was not. When I corrected them about the age of the animal (based on very obvious markers that proved it was a young animal), they doubled down about it being an older animal and stopped talking to me 🤷‍♀️

[freckledgeto]

i shouldve studied something else i should’ve done stem

[rorichuu]

Hiii!!! If it isn't too much trouble and if there still open may I have (male) baldur's gate matchup please. My pronouns are she/her. I tend to be shy around new people but I can be somewhat loud with people who im close to. My height is 5'0. I would describe my aesthetic as girly/soft/cottegecore, lots of long dresses and skirts.

Im not very athletic and im not a big fan of sports but I love to go roller and ice skating. I also love to read books and to also cook and bake food. I also like to garden. I've been playing the violin for 7-ish years. I love animals. I am currently studying in college. I like to Watch nature/animal documentaries. I also like sweets.

Somethings I dislike are people who bend or ruin my books and people who speak over me when im trying to talk.I love music, I can listen to any genre and like it but my favorites are indie,bedroom pop and classic rock. sorry if i spelt anything wrong. Hope im not bothering you:)

༄ hello armin-ocean-eyes! ∘•˚.⊹

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ㅤ... 𝐈 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 ...

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ㅤ𝗵𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗶𝗻 𝗼𝗿 𝗴𝗮𝗹𝗲!

𝟏 . 𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙞𝙣 — 𝟿𝟾% 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢!

you and halsin would be a perfect match!

with your share of love and appreciation with animals and nature... it would be difficult to stray halsin away from you.

halsin would also absolutely love your attire! long dresses, skirts... he loves them!

i feel as though halsin is a pretty comfortable person to talk to... aside from his towering stature, his conversations always seem light and easy.

he would completely understand your shyness. And some part of him would feel a bit bad or worry if his height is intimidating to you. (even if it wouldn't be, he would still think about it)

"You play the violin? I would love to hear you play... if you'll let me, my heart."

adores that you play violin

he truly thinks it's a beautiful instrument and i swear you could see the hearts in his eyes once he hears you play

HALSIN WOULD SOO SPOIL YOU WITH SWEETS ARE YOU KIDDINGGGG

he also has a sweet tooth

y'all be havin' your fair share of sweet treats every now and then

not to mention the fact that you cook/bake? dude he's head over heeeeels

he would def try to help you

and since this man is basically ancient i’m convinced he knows cooking here and there

but he’s cooking with every natural ingredient under the sun (mushrooms, herbs, etc.)

but he’s better at baking

he’s a professional muffin and crepe maker

any pastry, he’s got it DOWN

and he’d love to try your foods as well!!!!

『 • • ✎ • • 』

oh! you ice skate/rollerskate?? that’s great!!!! he’s awful at it 😃

cannot keep his balance for the life of him LMAO he can’t balance his weight and he’d much rather cheer for you on the side lines :,)

DEFINITELY ROOTS FOR YOU BTW

maybe a whittled duck or bear for you afterwards :)

but he’s your BIGGEST supporter fr

𝟐 . 𝙜𝙖𝙡𝙚 — 𝟾𝟸% 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢!

gale was a VERY close second

he completely understands your frustration when people talk over you or bends your books… he’s had his fair share of both.

from being known as the "know-it-all" wizard, he’s been talked over a LOT 😭 so he’s quick to defend you when someone is being rude in that regard

and we all know this man is a bookworm nerd, across all subjects and novels… so you guys definitely have something in common

he also adores your skirt/dress attire! he’d talk about all the shops and stores in Waterdeep and how he’d love to take you sometime

he would definitely be the type to spoil you when the two of you arrive in Waterdeep :)

and hey! you also cook?! him too!

he would love to share his kitchen and cook dinners with you… but heres one thing

the man. cannot bake. it just never works in his favor-💀

he’ll burn it, undercook it… but he’s adamant on never missing a step! he never misses a step!

“I don’t understand, [Name]… I followed the list! I even got the correct brands!”

absolutely transfixed by the fact that you play violin btw

he could listen to you play for hours fr

and you guys would definitely have nights where you sit and read with each other next to his fireplace!!!!

he loved the cozy nights where you snack on your baked goods while reading next to each other

gale is also not a very athletic guy, we all know he was a complete hermit in his tower for months… so he’s definitely more of a stay-at-home person!

gale would definitely go ice skating with you… while using a concentration spell to keep him balanced 😁

would show of a lil

i’m ngl he would

but he’d root for you or watch you skate :) he’s completely mesmerized !!!!

he adores you! :)

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rorichuu!

[bucksfucks]

  𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡 ; 𝗯𝘂𝗰𝗸𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘀

summary┃the amount of times you and bucky have seen each other masturbating is alarmingly high. might as well do it together.

pairing┃roommate!bucky x f!reader

word count┃2,920 words

warnings┃masturbation, mutual masturbation, use of toys [vibrator], lots of lube, dirty talk, general nakedness, bucky edging you, praise kink, slight authority kink, multiple orgasms, orgasm denial, lots of teasing, slight mocking — 18+ ONLY//MINORS DNI

notes┃not to be vulgar but i want him to destroy my pussy 😃✌🏻

PART TWO

     The first time it happened, you were mortified. Hiding your face in your hands as Bucky laughed from the other side of the kitchen counter. You wanted the Earth to open up and swallow you. 

    “The walls are paper thin and your vibrator isn’t exactly,” he smirked, “quiet.” 

     You felt your entire body flush, skin on fire from utter embarrassment as Bucky called you out on hearing you masturbate. 

     It’s not like he did much to hide it either though. 

    “At least I don’t moan every five seconds like you,” you hissed back playfully as Bucky’s face dropped. 

     “I always assumed you were asleep,” he mumbles, a slight blush creeping up his neck as you feel your confidence slowly growing back.

     “And what do you think wakes me up?” You chide back as Bucky folds his arms over his chest.

     His naked chest.

     “Well we clearly have to come up with a system.” Bucky jokes before the conversation slowly drifts to topics other than masturbation.

     The first time you had actually caught him, you felt your heart nearly drop out of your ass as you walked into Bucky’s room with your phone in your hand.

     You were hoping to get his opinion on something.

     Instead you were met with his hand wrapped around his cock.

     “Bucky can you—oh my God!” You dropped your head, covering your eyes as your mouth fell agape.

     “Hey babes, what’s up?” He was so nonchalant, as if his cock wasn’t out for you to see and the porn video still faintly playing on his phone screen.

     “Buck—I-I,” you stuttered, walking backwards and slamming the door behind you.

     “Where’ya goin’!” You finally let your hands drop from your eyes as you stare at the door in disbelief.

     “Bucky your entire dick was out! What do you mean, where am I going?” You were shocked, your friendship effectively ruined as you hear shuffling before the door swings open.

     At least he has boxers on.

     “Tit for tat?” Bucky smirks, leaning against the doorframe as your face still shows your shock.

     “Oh c’mon Sweets,” he flicks your nose gently, “now there’s nothing left to your imagination.” He winks, brushing past you and into the washroom where the shower was started and he would undoubtedly resume his activity.

     You had to admit, while it was a massive shock, the image of Bucky’s cock was burned into your memory.

     It didn’t help that Bucky was hot. It also didn’t help that you could hear him and could hear all the filthy things he would say during the occasional hook up he had.

     Seeing his cock didn’t help the throbbing between your thighs either.

     It was a hot summer night in an apartment that didn’t have air conditioning—your window open as the soft breeze cooled you for a second.

     Horny and hot. Hot and horny and yet you were out of luck as vibrator died and you had forgotten to pick up batteries from the convenience store.

     Your hands travelled down your panty clad body and you sighed when you finally applied pressure to your clit.

     It was too hot for anything else, nipples hard as your duvet lay bunched at the end of the bed—legs spread open as you relaxed against your pillows.

     Bucky.

     He consumed your thoughts as you slipped your fingers under your panties and through your folds—there would be no teasing tonight.

     A year and a half of living with him, a year and a half of watching him do push-ups on the living room floor, emerge from the shower in nothing but a towel, hear him grunt as he buried his cock inside of the girl he brought home from the bar.

     A shiver went down your spine as you slipped your fingers inside of you, trying hard to reach that sweet spot.

     Your mouth fell open and suddenly, you couldn’t stop Bucky’s name from leaving your lips as you squirmed under your own touch.

     “Sweets, what is it?” A groggy, sleepy Bucky stood in your doorway as you gasped, shooting up into a sitting position as you tried to cover yourself.

     “What the fuck?” You whisper yelled in shock, Bucky’s tired eyes going wide as he trained them to the floor as you grabbed your blanket.

     “Well you were calling my name, but I can see why now,” he smirked, shamelessly adjusting his dick in his shorts.

     You fell back against the bed with a frustrated groan, “I was so close.”

     This wasn’t going to help your mood, frustrations growing from your failed and rejected orgasm.

     “By all means, don’t let me stop you.” He smirks, spinning on his heels and walking back to his bedroom where you can hear the squeaks of his bed springs as he no doubt throws himself on the mattress.

     You stare at your ceiling, heart still beating away in your chest, watching the fan blades spinning rapidly before you hear the distinct sound of Bucky’s low groan.

     That asshole.

     If he didn’t let you finish, you sure as hell weren’t about to let him.

     You jumped out of bed, not bothering to put a shirt on because, well, not like he hasn’t already seen everything.

     “Hey asshole!” You yelled, knocking your fist on his door, “if I don’t come, then you don’t either.”

     Suddenly, he went quiet. Shuffling on the other side before the door opened to a naked Bucky.

     You had to remind yourself to keep your eyes on his.

     “What if we both come?” His question confuses you, eyebrows furrowed as you cock your head to the side.

     “If we both come, then it’s a win-win, right?” He asks and you have no choice but to nod your head.

     “Yeah, but—“ you don’t finish your sentence before Bucky’s tugging you into his room by your wrist, a small squeak leaving you before you’re both bouncing onto his bed.

     “Just hear me out, Sweets.” He smiles, letting you get comfortable before you’re both on your backs looking at his rickety ceiling fan.

     “What if we just both,” he clears his throat, “masturbate together?”

     He doesn’t seem to confident, but the proposition leaves your breath hitching as you can see the way his cock twitches.

     “That seems...fair,” you don’t sound so confident either, afraid of ruining the friendship.

     But that seems to have gone to shit pretty quick.

     You lick your lips, turning your head to face Bucky as he’s already looking at you.

     “Yeah,” you nod your head, “okay.”

     He smiles, reaching into his beside table, coming back with a bottle of lube and offering you some.

     “If we’re doing this, we’re doing it right,” he scoffs, squeezing some into your palm before doing the same for him.

     You take a moment to admire him, his flesh hand going to wrap around his cock as his metal prosthetic is barely touching your thigh.

     The lube is cold, a soft gasp passing through your lips as you spread it over yourself.

     It doesn’t take much to get your breathing ragged as Bucky rubs the head of his cock and moans almost directly in your ear.

     “Bucky,” you whisper as he turns his head to you, “can you put your arm over me? It’s really hot.”

     He smiles again, complying as he drapes the thick and heavy arm against your tummy. You moan at the coolness against your hot skin as your legs drop against his.

     “Better?” He rasps, “much.” You reply.

     Your breathing catches in your throat, moan replacing it when your fingers find your clit. You can hear Bucky’s ragged breaths as he lets out a curse.

     “Fuck, Sweets why didn’t we start doin’ this sooner?” He groans, hearing the way he’s stroking his cock.

     You hope it’s a rhetorical question because you’re far too focused on the bubbling feeling of your orgasm as you glance at the way his cock stands tall in his grasp.

     “God, Bucky,” his name comes as a long, drawn out whimper.

     “‘M gonna come,” you sigh, on the brink of your peak as Bucky’s mouth falls open.

     “Go on Sweets, you deserve it,” his voice is low and hoarse as the heavy weight of his metal arm adds that bit of pressure to your lower tummy before the feeling finally snaps.

     Your legs tighten around your own hand as you sink deeper into the bed, enjoying the strength of your orgasm before Bucky’s pants and grunts take your attention and you’re watching him paint his toned chest.

     There’s nothing you can really say as you catch your breath, realizing just what’s happened.

     But you’ve never been left more satisfied, turning to face Bucky who looks starstruck and in awe.

     “This might be my best idea yet, Sweets,” he smirks, voice still hoarse from the late hour in the night as you roll your eyes playfully.

     “I hate agree with you, Barnes, but yeah,” you’re still out of breath. “This was a damn good idea.”

     You don’t spent the night, you don’t see any reason to. Slowly, crawling out of his bed and into the bathroom silently anxiously awaiting what he say in the morning.

     Most importantly, if he would regret it.

     That morning came, a mug of your favourite beverage in hand as Bucky stumbled out of the shower in nothing but his fucking towel.

     “So last night was fun,” he smirked and leave it to Bucky Barnes and his God complex to fuel his ego.

     “I think we should turn it into a regular thing,” he then adds, venturing into his bedroom but keeping the door open as he dropped his towel exposing his bare ass.

     Not like you’ve never seen it.

     “What, you wanna have a masturbation schedule?” You’re half joking as he pulls on a pair of boxers and turns around rolling his eyes at your comment playfully.

     “No, not a schedule. But whenever we’re in the mood, we just...masturbate together,” he offers, coming into the kitchen to grab orange juice out of the fridge.

     You have to think on his words, quickly trying to weigh out the pro’s and con’s but the only thing that comes to mind is how hard you came last night.

     “Deal.” You finally say, outstretching your hand for him to shake.

     “It’s a deal then, Sweets.”

     Part of you thought that it would never happen again, that this was just another one of Bucky’s outrageous ideas, but it did.

     It happened again, and again, and again until became such a normal part of your routine that neither of you batted an eye at it.

     There were weeks where you were particularly insatiable, but Bucky never complained. There were also weeks were Bucky needed a little bit more attention and you were happy to help.

     It turned into something so natural, something that fulfilled you that you stopped trying to find lame hookups and awkward dates.

     You didn’t realize the time when your phone vibrated, a text from Bucky displayed on the screen.

     wanna masturbate?

     The text would’ve caught you off guard months ago, but no you just fished for your vibrator before skipping into Bucky’s room and throwing yourself onto his bed.

     “That was fast,” he chuckled as you shrugged your shoulders, “could say the same about you.” You winked playfully as he scoffed.

     You shimmied your pants and underwear down, tossing your shirt over your head as Bucky just removed his covers to his already hardening cock.

     That was something you’d never get used to. The only thing that was going through your head was his cock and the way it would feel inside of you.

     “Hey, um, I was thinkin’ we could maybe try something new tonight?” Bucky squeaked, a departure from his usual cocky and confident nature.

     You propped yourself up on your elbows to look at him, giving him a look that said go on.

     “I was thinkin’ that maybe tonight,” he seemed nervous as he bit his lip. “That we could help each other out more.”

     You were surprised at his words, your stomach flipping when you connected the dots to what it was that he wanted to try.

     And you’d be lying if you said you weren’t excited.

     “Yeah,” you nodded your head, “okay.”

     He smiled, letting you lie back down against his pillow.

     “Just relax for me, Sweets, I’ll take care of you tonight.” He whispered, words gentle and soft as you felt him spreading your legs.

     “Do you think you can do what I tell you, Sweets?” There’s a sudden shift in his tone, voice low as his words rumble.

     You nod your head, eyes closed in anticipation as you can feel yourself growing wetter.

     “Okay, I want you to start slow, yeah? Use your fingers baby, get yourself nice and warmed up.” He cooes, watching as you let your fingers fall between your legs.

     You run them through your folds, collecting your slick as you tease your clit with light touches while you feel Bucky’s hands massaging your thighs.

     “Good girl, Sweets. Just like that, nice and slow—want you to hear just how wet you get.” You’d never heard this Bucky before, but it made your stomach flip in excitement as you played with yourself.

     “Bet that feels good, doesn’t it?” He teases, his hands travelling up your tummy until they’re on your breast making you mewl under him.

     “Uh uh, I didn’t say you could have your fingers yet, did I Sweets?” He stops your hand by your wrist, tugging it back up to your clit as you shudder at the sudden authority in his voice.

     “I know you want them, but I think you’ll enjoy mine stuffing you just a little more,” he purrs, kissing your shoulder as his metal hand travels back down to where you’re circling your clit.

     “Look at that, soaked already?” He taunts, coating his fingers with you before he’s teasing your entrance.

     It’s getting harder to focus on your clit, wanting you fall back and enjoy the way Bucky’s cold, thick, and heavy fingers feel against you.

     “Oh Sweets, I didn’t give you permission to stop playing with yourself.” He almost mocks, your chest falling and rising quickly as you let out a whine.

     “Good girl, just like that. Nice and slow while I stretch you out.” His words hit you hard, fingers sinking into you as you let out an obscene moan.

     He feels so much better than your own fingers—longer and thicker as they can reach that one spot you never could on your own.

     “I can feel you squeezin’ me, but you can’t come just yet.” He whispers, slowly pumping them in and out of you—curling against you g-spot.

     You’re biting your lip so hard you think you’ll have permanent indents from your teeth by the time the night is done.

     “How do my fingers feel, Sweets?” He teases, “do you feel full? Absolutely stuffed?”

     His words, the way his fingers are fucking you, and your own fingers are too much as you feel yourself getting closer and closer.

     “Bucky, please. I-I wanna come,” you whimper, head lolling to the side as your toes curl into his mattress.

     You open your eyes, mouth open as you see the way he’s got his one hand wrapped around his own cock—pumping himself while the other is knuckle deep inside of you.

     It only makes your walls flutter around him, a silent plea to let you come.

     “I know Sweets I know,” his fingers still inside of you, “but it’s gonna feel so much better this way.” You shiver when you realize what he’s doing.

     He’s edging you—building it up just to let it dissipate until he does it all over again.

     “Bucky,” you’re not past begging if it’ll get his fingers moving again.

     He smirks, looking down at you before he’s moving his fingers again. It doesn’t take long for the feeling to build back up again until...

     “Not just yet, Sweets.” You groan, whining as he stops your own hand against your clit so you’re left lying there with an aching core.

     You try to move your hips upwards, but Bucky’s much stronger and keeps them planted against the bed.

     “One more Sweets, just one more,” he promises, starting to move his fingers inside of you again.

     “Go on, use your fingers, I’ll tell you when to stop.” You do what he says, rubbing your clit until you feel his hand around your wrist again.

     “You’re doin’ so good,” he purrs, his own cock leaking pre-cum as he removes his flesh hand from your wrist to wrap it around himself.

     Your skin feels like it’s on fire, right on the brink of your orgasm as he slowly starts to tease you with his fingers again.

     “I know, Sweets, I can feel how badly you need to come,” he rasps, stroking his cock as he plunges his fingers deeper and deeper while your fingers are on your clit.

     “Oh that’s it, come for me. Need you to come for me,” he groans as you let yourself go, feeling the scorching hot pleasure run through your body as Bucky moans—painting his chest with his cum.

     Your body is still shuddering with aftershocks, limbs light as you find the strength to open your eyes and look at Bucky and his pink parted lips.

     “That was fun,” you whisper, Bucky turning his head to face you with a sly smile.

     “Maybe tomorrow we can try something else, I have a feeling my cock might feel better than my fingers.”