#noisy areas

[awakefor48hours]

Just make up your words for smut fics. Just do it. No one’s stopping you.

[ableedingpromise]

Whenever I go to someone else's house I'm reminded of how peacful it is to have silence.... idk when this road suddenly became super busy it was quiet before :( I wish this was still mainly a residential area and not a spot for shops and etc

[memorabilia-memoria]

Noisy-Le-Sec, décembre 2024

[becca-e-barnes]

Hey lovely! I love your work so much honestly you’re absolutely amazing! I was just wondering if you’d ever write anything for sbf!bucky again? I re read your work about him all the time and I’m a little bit of a whore for him 😅 no pressure whatsoever, it’s just that sweet baby has my heart 🥺

Sbf!Bucky has been really heavily requested recently and now I feel like I've been neglecting him 😩 I really enjoy writing him and it lets me dabble in my dream of being a milf some day

But I feel like he has a real sweet tooth. He's a dessert guy, 110%. Not like your husband or your son.

From the very first Sunday that your son brought Bucky over for dinner, he's been so into your desserts because a good dessert is something he's really missed during his last couple of years at college. It doesn't even really matter what you make, every week he tells you it's even better than whatever you made the Sunday before.

The store bought, dry cakes he sometimes treats himself to don't even come close to the fluffy sponges you make for him. He tells you your lemon meringue is better than the one his aunt used to make and your pies are probably a cure for sadness. He exaggerates but at least he sounds sincere.

And it's nice. It's nice that he appreciates your effort. It's nice that your desserts actually get eaten and enjoyed. It's nice that you're not sitting at the dinner table alone after lunch. Company is nice. Compliments are nice.

"I know it's late but I don't want you to think I'd forgotten." You made yourself busy in the kitchen, talking a little louder so Bucky could still hear you in the dining room. He usually helped you plate up dessert but not today.

"What are you talking about?" Bless him, he sounded so confused. "I can give you a hand if you like?"

"No, it's okay. Close your eyes." You thought your instruction was clear enough but Bucky still protested.

"Just close your eyes, Buck." You could've sworn you felt him raise his eyebrows but he did as he was told anyway.

You set the plate in front of him and laid a little dessert fork above his placemat. "I know your birthday was last Tuesday but I thought we could still celebrate it today. You're only 24 once." Bucky opened his eyes to the most mouth watering slice of chocolate cake he swore he'd ever seen in his life.

Two thick layers of moist chocolate sponge with a rich chocolate icing in between. The cake must have been heated for a couple of minutes, making the icing warm enough to make the layers slide slightly. Thick, warm chocolate sauce rolled down the sides, taking with it a light dusting of powdered sugar, almost washing away the single lit birthday candle. The plate was decorated with a perfect scoop of cool vanilla ice cream and some fresh strawberries, left overnight in a teaspoonful of sugar to draw out their juice.

"You didn't need to make a whole cake just for me!" His genuine excitement was heartwarming, quickly blowing out his candle before wax melted onto his dessert.

"Sweetheart, I make a whole cake just for you every week. Happy birthday." You lifted the little dessert fork, slicing through the sponge with it, making sure to add a little ice cream and a slice of strawberry before raising it to his lips.

You could swear he actually moans when the cake passes his lips. He makes the same noise at dessert every Sunday and you swear you never get tired of hearing it. It's so close to the noise he makes when he first sinks inside you and God, that sound is beautiful.

Your foot grazes his leg, gently but deliberately and there's a battle going on behind those eyes when he takes the fork from his own mouth. On one hand, your husband is in the next room, sitting beside your son, Bucky's best friend. On the other hand, Bucky needs you to know how much he appreciates this. Appreciates you. And if he's honest with himself, your husband and son being so close has never stopped him before.

"Fuck, you've ruined me." He groans, pressing his lips to yours in a hurry. Somehow you manage to stifle your surprise, catching up when he presses you back onto the dining room table.

"You and those fucking desserts. It's not fair. You get me half hard during dinner and then you feed me the best chocolate cake I've ever had? Do you know how unfair that is?" His hands are all over you, pulling your skirt up in between frantic kisses.

The chocolate cake is all but forgotten, the ice-cream left to melt while Bucky kisses your neck before he tugs your panties off, tucking them into the back pocket of his jeans.

[napworthysunbeam]

also i stubbornly do Not want to put headphones on when my neighbour is being noisy bc i’m like. why should EYE have to block my ears? why, instead of making all that noise, can’t They shut up or perhaps die immediately instead? GOD

[swordsofsaturn]

anyway i just identified a new bird in my backyard ❕ grey goshawk

[bingsucks]

I just got a weird obsession with making a podfic so if anyone has a 500-1k word fic they made they would be willing to let me fuck around with please lmk! preferably for community, but again, this is just for practice, so any fandom works. it will be terrible. you will be disappointed. I might never even release it to the public. but I need permission from the writer and don't want to get anyone's hopes up. give me your fics 🙏 no promises

[foxghost]

Instead of cafe noises I recommend putting on one of those "night walk in [city]" hour-long videos you can find on youtube based on whichever city your story happen to take place in

[loveotomization]

Been having the worst time concentrating on writing the past few months. I'll get out two sentences and that's it.

ADD testing came out negative (despite having lifelong concentration problems bad enough to drop college), so it's likely my ptsd and severe loneliness being a little binch again, combined with my chronic pain issues. My hyperaccusis has been unbearable lately, and I know that's been taking a toll.

[latinokaeya-moving]

europe really does make it inhospitable to live in for immigrants and other ethnic minorities tho huh lol. eye opening post 👍

[spamtonromantic]

i grew up in the middle of a forest but im currently staying at my boyfriend's house in the middle of a small town and i really gotta say. neighbors love to Slam Mysterious Metal Item Repeatedly For (1-3) Hours

[tallsprout]

Honestly, This. 1000x this. I'm so damn tired of dog owners thinking this is an acceptable way to live life.

We gotta do something about the way dog owners behave. No other pet owner is just bringin the pet wherever the fuck they go all the time but for some reason with dog owners they think its fine if they bring their dog to the gym and taco bell and whatever. And you invite a dog owner to your house where youve got your own pets youve got your dog and your cats and whatever it is you have and this dog owner shows up at your door like "oh i brought my dog i hope thats okay hes so sweet youll love him" and it is always the most untrained poorly behaved agressive animal that has ever lived. And we all have to pretend like its acceptable behaviour well im sick of it

[alexandrium]

i wonder how close they'll get to me bc my area is super mixed like the most mixed I've ever lived. i go to aldis and costco and there will be white people there it's crazy. walked past a couple and didn't know their language they were speaking and I was like omg so cool. where I used to live was super latino + latino gang controlled and my bf lived in a crip controlled area. so this place is super diverse to me lmfao.

[lycorid]

I was planning to test how my earbud mic sounds (I think they have one?) but my settings showed me my camera has a mic.

I actually completely forgot about that.

The mic surprisingly isn't terrible, and even being about four feet away it catches my voice fairly clearly (as long as I crank input volume up), but it also catches everything else. My keyboard clicks end up being just as loud as my voice by default. Hitting the red on OBS doesn't cause the mic to peak (so far) which is cool, though I'm talking loudly with hard emphasis on my words rather than outright yelling so... maybe okay?

I know there's settings in OBS and other plugins as well to act as noise gates and improve audio so time to test those \o/

[salmonellaandcheese]

if i wear a ‘reactive, do not approach’ vest do you think the political campaigners will leave me alone or do you think they’ll think it’s a kink thing and still approach me?

[crabussy]

I lived in aotearoa growing up and thought it was pretty average. was so excited to move away, but missing it for five years straight did something to me and now that I'm going back, I just can't get over how beautiful it is. when I visited last winter to look at uni options, I cried every few days just from how lucky I was, how beautiful it is, how much I missed it. even the things I used to think were shitty or boring have an odd kind of beauty now. freezing winter air became a sting of cold that I looked forward to every day because it made me feel So Alive. the birdlife became a spectacle and I would crane my neck to spot every bird I heard. it all just became so special. but it was always special, I just never realised before.