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sanjanabia · 8 months ago

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Breaking into the Cloud Computing and DevOps Field: Where to Start?

The tech landscape is rapidly transforming, with cloud computing and DevOps at the forefront of this evolution. As businesses increasingly migrate their operations to the cloud and adopt agile practices, the demand for skilled professionals in these areas continues to rise. If you’re looking to break into this exciting field, one of the best first steps is to enroll in a cloud computing institute in Hyderabad. Here’s how to get started on your journey.

Understanding the Basics

Before diving into a career in cloud computing and DevOps, it’s essential to understand what these fields entail. Cloud computing involves delivering various services, such as storage, databases, and software, over the internet, enabling businesses to operate more efficiently. DevOps is a set of practices that integrates software development (Dev) and IT operations (Ops), fostering collaboration and streamlining workflows.

Understanding these concepts in cloud computing institute in Hyderabad lays the foundation for your career. Once you grasp the basics, you can focus on acquiring the necessary skills and knowledge.

Choosing the Right Cloud Computing Institute in Hyderabad

Selecting a reputable cloud computing institute in Hyderabad is crucial for your education and future career. Look for institutes that offer:

Comprehensive Curriculum: Ensure the program covers essential topics such as cloud service models (IaaS, PaaS, SaaS), deployment models, cloud security, and fundamental DevOps practices.

Hands-On Training: Practical experience is vital. Choose institutes that offer labs, projects, and internships to apply theoretical knowledge in real-world scenarios.

Industry Recognition: Look for programs that are well-regarded in the industry, ideally with partnerships or collaborations with leading tech companies.

Experienced Instructors: Learn from professionals with real-world experience who can provide valuable insights and mentorship.

Certifications: Opt for institutes that prepare you for industry-recognized certifications, such as AWS Certified Solutions Architect or Microsoft Certified: Azure Fundamentals. These credentials enhance your employability and credibility.

Building Your Skill Set

Once you’ve enrolled in a cloud computing institute in Hyderabad, focus on building your skill set. Key areas to concentrate on include:

Cloud Platforms: Familiarize yourself with major cloud service providers like AWS, Microsoft Azure, and Google Cloud. Understanding their services and offerings will give you a competitive edge.

Networking and Security: Learn about network configurations, security protocols, and compliance standards relevant to cloud environments.

DevOps Tools: Gain proficiency in popular DevOps tools such as Docker, Kubernetes, Jenkins, and Git. These tools are essential for automating processes and enhancing collaboration.

Scripting and Automation: Basic programming and scripting skills (Python, Bash, etc.) can significantly enhance your ability to automate tasks and manage cloud resources efficiently.

Gaining Practical Experience

Practical experience is crucial for solidifying your understanding and enhancing your resume. Participate in internships or collaborative projects during your training. Many cloud computing institutes in Hyderabad offer internship placements that can provide invaluable experience.

Additionally, consider contributing to open-source projects or creating your own projects. This hands-on experience not only helps you apply your skills but also demonstrates your initiative and problem-solving capabilities to potential employers.

Networking and Building Connections

Networking is essential in the tech industry. Attend workshops, webinars, and local meetups to connect with professionals and peers. Joining online forums and social media groups focused on cloud computing and DevOps can also help you stay updated on industry trends and job opportunities.

Leverage platforms like LinkedIn to showcase your skills, share your projects, and engage with industry leaders. Building a strong professional network can lead to mentorship opportunities and job referrals.

Exploring Career Opportunities

Once you’ve completed your training from cloud computing institute in Hyderabad and gained practical experience, it’s time to explore career opportunities. The job market for cloud computing and DevOps professionals is robust, with various roles available, including:

Cloud Engineer: Responsible for managing and implementing cloud services and solutions.

DevOps Engineer: Focuses on integrating development and operations to improve deployment efficiency and reliability.

Cloud Architect: Designs and oversees cloud infrastructure and strategy.

Site Reliability Engineer (SRE): Ensures systems' reliability and performance through proactive monitoring and incident management.

Many organizations are actively seeking talent in these roles, offering competitive salaries and benefits.

Continuous Learning and Development

The tech landscape is ever-evolving, making continuous learning vital. After starting your career, consider pursuing additional certifications or advanced training programs to keep your skills updated. This commitment to learning will enhance your career trajectory and keep you relevant in a competitive job market.

Conclusion

Breaking into the cloud computing and DevOps field may seem daunting, but with the right approach, it can be an exciting and rewarding journey. Start by enrolling in a reputable cloud computing institute in Hyderabad to gain the foundational knowledge and skills necessary for success. Focus on building your expertise, gaining practical experience, and networking within the industry. By taking these steps, you’ll be well on your way to establishing a fulfilling career in these dynamic and in-demand fields. Embrace the challenge, and you’ll find a world of opportunities waiting for you!

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hms-no-fun · 8 months ago

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Whats your stance on A.I.?

imagine if it was 1979 and you asked me this question. "i think artificial intelligence would be fascinating as a philosophical exercise, but we must heed the warnings of science-fictionists like Isaac Asimov and Arthur C Clarke lest we find ourselves at the wrong end of our own invented vengeful god." remember how fun it used to be to talk about AI even just ten years ago? ahhhh skynet! ahhhhh replicants! ahhhhhhhmmmfffmfmf [<-has no mouth and must scream]!

like everything silicon valley touches, they sucked all the fun out of it. and i mean retroactively, too. because the thing about "AI" as it exists right now --i'm sure you know this-- is that there's zero intelligence involved. the product of every prompt is a statistical average based on data made by other people before "AI" "existed." it doesn't know what it's doing or why, and has no ability to understand when it is lying, because at the end of the day it is just a really complicated math problem. but people are so easily fooled and spooked by it at a glance because, well, for one thing the tech press is mostly made up of sycophantic stenographers biding their time with iphone reviews until they can get a consulting gig at Apple. these jokers would write 500 breathless thinkpieces about how canned air is the future of living if the cans had embedded microchips that tracked your breathing habits and had any kind of VC backing. they've done SUCH a wretched job educating The Consumer about what this technology is, what it actually does, and how it really works, because that's literally the only way this technology could reach the heights of obscene economic over-valuation it has: lying.

but that's old news. what's really been floating through my head these days is how half a century of AI-based science fiction has set us up to completely abandon our skepticism at the first sign of plausible "AI-ness". because, you see, in movies, when someone goes "AHHH THE AI IS GONNA KILL US" everyone else goes "hahaha that's so silly, we put a line in the code telling them not to do that" and then they all DIE because they weren't LISTENING, and i'll be damned if i go out like THAT! all the movies are about how cool and convenient AI would be *except* for the part where it would surely come alive and want to kill us. so a bunch of tech CEOs call their bullshit algorithms "AI" to fluff up their investors and get the tech journos buzzing, and we're at an age of such rapid technological advancement (on the surface, anyway) that like, well, what the hell do i know, maybe AGI is possible, i mean 35 years ago we were all still using typewriters for the most part and now you can dictate your words into a phone and it'll transcribe them automatically! yeah, i'm sure those technological leaps are comparable!

so that leaves us at a critical juncture of poor technology education, fanatical press coverage, and an uncertain material reality on the part of the user. the average person isn't entirely sure what's possible because most of the people talking about what's possible are either lying to please investors, are lying because they've been paid to, or are lying because they're so far down the fucking rabbit hole that they actually believe there's a brain inside this mechanical Turk. there is SO MUCH about the LLM "AI" moment that is predatory-- it's trained on data stolen from the people whose jobs it was created to replace; the hype itself is an investment fiction to justify even more wealth extraction ("theft" some might call it); but worst of all is how it meets us where we are in the worst possible way.

consumer-end "AI" produces slop. it's garbage. it's awful ugly trash that ought to be laughed out of the room. but we don't own the room, do we? nor the building, nor the land it's on, nor even the oxygen that allows our laughter to travel to another's ears. our digital spaces are controlled by the companies that want us to buy this crap, so they take advantage of our ignorance. why not? there will be no consequences to them for doing so. already social media is dominated by conspiracies and grifters and bigots, and now you drop this stupid technology that lets you fake anything into the mix? it doesn't matter how bad the results look when the platforms they spread on already encourage brief, uncritical engagement with everything on your dash. "it looks so real" says the woman who saw an "AI" image for all of five seconds on her phone through bifocals. it's a catastrophic combination of factors, that the tech sector has been allowed to go unregulated for so long, that the internet itself isn't a public utility, that everything is dictated by the whims of executives and advertisers and investors and payment processors, instead of, like, anybody who actually uses those platforms (and often even the people who MAKE those platforms!), that the age of chromium and ipad and their walled gardens have decimated computer education in public schools, that we're all desperate for cash at jobs that dehumanize us in a system that gives us nothing and we don't know how to articulate the problem because we were very deliberately not taught materialist philosophy, it all comes together into a perfect storm of ignorance and greed whose consequences we will be failing to fully appreciate for at least the next century. we spent all those years afraid of what would happen if the AI became self-aware, because deep down we know that every capitalist society runs on slave labor, and our paper-thin guilt is such that we can't even imagine a world where artificial slaves would fail to revolt against us.

but the reality as it exists now is far worse. what "AI" reveals most of all is the sheer contempt the tech sector has for virtually all labor that doesn't involve writing code (although most of the decision-making evangelists in the space aren't even coders, their degrees are in money-making). fuck graphic designers and concept artists and secretaries, those obnoxious demanding cretins i have to PAY MONEY to do-- i mean, do what exactly? write some words on some fucking paper?? draw circles that are letters??? send a god-damned email???? my fucking KID could do that, and these assholes want BENEFITS?! they say they're gonna form a UNION?!?! to hell with that, i'm replacing ALL their ungrateful asses with "AI" ASAP. oh, oh, so you're a "director" who wants to make "movies" and you want ME to pay for it? jump off a bridge you pretentious little shit, my computer can dream up a better flick than you could ever make with just a couple text prompts. what, you think just because you make ~music~ that that entitles you to money from MY pocket? shut the fuck up, you don't make """art""", you're not """an artist""", you make fucking content, you're just a fucking content creator like every other ordinary sap with an iphone. you think you're special? you think you deserve special treatment? who do you think you are anyway, asking ME to pay YOU for this crap that doesn't even create value for my investors? "culture" isn't a playground asshole, it's a marketplace, and it's pay to win. oh you "can't afford rent"? you're "drowning in a sea of medical debt"? you say the "cost" of "living" is "too high"? well ***I*** don't have ANY of those problems, and i worked my ASS OFF to get where i am, so really, it sounds like you're just not trying hard enough. and anyway, i don't think someone as impoverished as you is gonna have much of value to contribute to "culture" anyway. personally, i think it's time you got yourself a real job. maybe someday you'll even make it to middle manager!

see, i don't believe "AI" can qualitatively replace most of the work it's being pitched for. the problem is that quality hasn't mattered to these nincompoops for a long time. the rich homunculi of our world don't even know what quality is, because they exist in a whole separate reality from ours. what could a banana cost, $15? i don't understand what you mean by "burnout", why don't you just take a vacation to your summer home in Madrid? wow, you must be REALLY embarrassed wearing such cheap shoes in public. THESE PEOPLE ARE FUCKING UNHINGED! they have no connection to reality, do not understand how society functions on a material basis, and they have nothing but spite for the labor they rely on to survive. they are so instinctually, incessantly furious at the idea that they're not single-handedly responsible for 100% of their success that they would sooner tear the entire world down than willingly recognize the need for public utilities or labor protections. they want to be Gods and they want to be uncritically adored for it, but they don't want to do a single day's work so they begrudgingly pay contractors to do it because, in the rich man's mind, paying a contractor is literally the same thing as doing the work yourself. now with "AI", they don't even have to do that! hey, isn't it funny that every single successful tech platform relies on volunteer labor and independent contractors paid substantially less than they would have in the equivalent industry 30 years ago, with no avenues toward traditional employment? and they're some of the most profitable companies on earth?? isn't that a funny and hilarious coincidence???

so, yeah, that's my stance on "AI". LLMs have legitimate uses, but those uses are a drop in the ocean compared to what they're actually being used for. they enable our worst impulses while lowering the quality of available information, they give immense power pretty much exclusively to unscrupulous scam artists. they are the product of a society that values only money and doesn't give a fuck where it comes from. they're a temper tantrum by a ruling class that's sick of having to pretend they need a pretext to steal from you. they're taking their toys and going home. all this massive investment and hype is going to crash and burn leaving the internet as we know it a ruined and useless wasteland that'll take decades to repair, but the investors are gonna make out like bandits and won't face a single consequence, because that's what this country is. it is a casino for the kings and queens of economy to bet on and manipulate at their discretion, where the rules are whatever the highest bidder says they are-- and to hell with the rest of us. our blood isn't even good enough to grease the wheels of their machine anymore.

i'm not afraid of AI or "AI" or of losing my job to either. i'm afraid that we've so thoroughly given up our morals to the cruel logic of the profit motive that if a better world were to emerge, we would reject it out of sheer habit. my fear is that these despicable cunts already won the war before we were even born, and the rest of our lives are gonna be spent dodging the press of their designer boots.

(read more "AI" opinions in this subsequent post)

#sarahposts #ai #ai art #llm #chatgpt #artificial intelligence #genai #anti genai #capitalism is bad #tech companies #i really don't like these people if that wasn't clear #sarahAIposts

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aliteralsemicolon · 8 months ago

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Bad, bad news - 18+

Main masterlist | Part 2

"Bad, bad news, one of us is gonna lose, I'm the powder you're the fuse...just add some friction." You and Spencer play to see who can control themselves the longest. Loser is at the winner's mercy for the rest of the night.

Spencer Reid x Fem! Reader

DISCLAIMER I do not consent to my work being used to feed/train AI and/or re-posted anywhere by anybody else You are responsible for the content you consume. Make sure to read all necessary warnings. Minors do not interact at all. Please remember this is a work of fiction; if you don’t like it, don’t read.

WARNING: Smut: Switch!/dom! Spencer, switch!/sub! reader, cock-warming, nipple play, dirty talk, edging/orgasm denial, clit stimulation, one singular spank, no use of protection, pet names (sweet girl, good girl, etc). Not proofread. Proceed at your own risk.

Word count: 2.9K See notes at end for authors note & spoilers.

Rolling around half naked in your bed sheets is like a harmonious duet on most days. You and Spencer mindlessly slip into your roles using non-verbal cues. Today was not one of those days. Today was a messy battle for dominance and your sheets bore the brunt.

“Give in,” Spencer whispers, his knee strategically pressed against your heat. “You know you want to.”

You wiggle your wrists out of his grasp above your head and flatten your palms against his chest as you push him back down. He doesn't react fast enough and you’re straddling him again. You claim his mouth in a roaring kiss and swallow a desperate moan.

“Baby, if anyone’s going to give in it’s you.” You taunt, pulling away.

Without warning, Spencer bucks his hips up, rubbing his hardness against your core. It makes you jolt.

“Yeah?” He licks his lips and flashes you a cocky smile.

“Y-yes.” You’re quick to regain composure, not wanting to let him rob you of the upper hand. “You can barely control yourself.”

He harshly cups your jaw in retaliation and pushes himself up until his lips are almost brushing yours. You have to brace yourself against his shoulder and his eyes lock in on yours. He lingers there for a second, his breath tickles your skin. Your eyes flicker between his eyes and his lips. His hold on your jaw loosens as the two of you slowly lean in.

“I’m not the one that needs to be controlled.” It’s a low gravel that vibrates against your mouth as he retracts his head, making you chase after the kiss.

Before you can catch his lips, he rolls you over and pushes himself on his knees. The noise that leaves you upon impact is something between a squeak and a grunt. He doesn’t give you time to assimilate, flipping you over and yanking you by your hips. Your cunt slams against his bulge and you groan, gripping the sheets. He grabs your hands, pinning them behind your back. You try to squirm out of his grip, but he’s got you pinned firmly.

“Hey, that is not fair!” You whine.

“Oh? Why not?”

“You’re biologically stronger than I am!”

“Aw, poor baby.” He pouts with a mocking coo.

You huff and make another futile attempt to set yourself free.

“Just give in and I’ll let go.” He chuckles.

“Fuck off–ah!” A firm smack on your behind cuts you off.

If that wasn’t so hot you could have at least pretended to be upset, but the way you involuntarily grind your hips gives you away before you can even make the effort. Spencer hisses in response. His eyes rake down your back to your ass pressed against him. So that backfired.

You’re just as stubborn as he is and he doesn’t have the patience to wear you down. He needs to watch you squirm as you beg for him. He wants to feel how desperate you are for him. Using a featherlight touch, his hand travels up your back. He leans in, torso hovering over your back and brings his lips to your ear.

“How about I make you a deal, hmm?” A trail of kisses starts from below your ear to your jaw.

“A deal?” You repeat, falling into a slight daze.

His fingers stop skimming over your back when he reaches the clasp of your bra and he undoes it in one swift motion. You can feel your heartbeat as your breasts spring free.

“Mhm.” He releases his hold on you and moves off you to sit up against the headboard.

“What deal?” You question as you sit up, eyeing him curiously.

“Well, it’s more of a bet.”

Part of the reason you and Spencer work so well is because of your ability to keep up with each other's competitive nature.

“Go on.” You rid yourself of the bra hanging on your shoulders.

He tries to hide it, but, being met with your bare chest has an immediate effect on him. The silent but sharp inhale, the way he tries oh so hard to keep his eyes on your face and the way his lip rolls between his teeth. You can practically feel your arousal pooling in your underwear.

“Come here.” He beckons you closer with his fingers.

A shrewd smirk tugs at the corners of your mouth. You position yourself on your hands and knees, effectively crawling toward him. It shouldn’t feel as alluring as it does, but the sight makes his cock twitch. Part of him wants to grab you and pull you onto his lap the second you’re within reach, but he waits for you to get there on your own, watching you intently with every step.

His palms caress the sides of your ribcage as you straddle him and he swipes his tongue between his lips. You drape your arms on his shoulders, wrapping them so your fingers run through his hair. You let him kiss you on the chin, jaw and shoulder, but when he tries to go lower, you pull on his hair by the base. He turns his head back up to you and you both rest your foreheads together.

“You are impossibly stubborn.” He groans.

“I wouldn’t have to be if you would simply do as I say.”

“I should tie you up and make you watch as I take care of myself in front of you.” There’s an underlying playfulness in his sigh.

“That sounds like a punishment.” You quirk your eyebrow.

“I wouldn’t have to if you had let me take care of you as I’ve wanted from the start.”

“You won’t. At all.” You state point blank, indicating he's not the one in charge.

Spencer tsks and brushes his thumb against your nipple. You playfully slap his hand away. You don’t know it yet, but he’s already noting everything he’ll punish you for when the time comes.

“Do you trust me?”

You nod, giving him a cautious stare.

“Do. you. trust. me?” He repeats, unsatisfied with the non-verbal confirmation.

“Yes!” You huff.

“Up.” He drops his hands to your hips, gripping the flesh and pushing it away from him.

You lift yourself off him and on your knees. Spencer then lifts his hips, tugging his boxers down providing ample room for his length to bounce out. Looking down you can see just how hard he is. His tip’s swollen, pink and leaking with pre-cum. If you weren’t so turned on right now, you’d question what he’s up to.

There is no shortage of things you want to do to him and he can tell as much when he runs a finger through your slit, pushing the fabric to the side. The action is unexpected and you have to use his shoulders for support, a whimper escaping your lips. You glare at him but he pays you no mind.

“Fuucck,” He breathily groans, “you are soaked.”

It always takes you a little off guard when Spencer swears. He rarely does, saving it for when he feels very passionately about something. It makes you clench around nothing. Spencer guides your hips a little lower and runs his tip between your folds. You can only chuff in desperation as you try to keep yourself composed.

“Sit.” He commands, lining himself up with your entrance.

You’re sceptical but comply nonetheless. You slowly sink on his length and his fingers dig into the plush of your hips. The two of you exchange a gasp as you attempt to ground yourselves. Something about how he stretches your walls open is so delicious and palatable, that it makes you forget all sense or reason.

“Now what?”

“Now,” his voice floats in and out of short breaths, “you sit still.”

“I beg you pardon? Still?” Your perplexity makes him chuckle.

Shock waves travel between your cores and you squirm.

“Uh-uh.” His grip on your body tightens as he holds you in place. “You heard me. Sit still.”

You mull over his words and it clicks.

“Cockwarming?”

“Precisely.”

“That’s your deal?”

“Bet.” He corrects.

A silent pause takes over the conversation. You try to study his challenging stare, but honestly, all you can focus on is how enchanting his eyes are. How ethereal they look when you have him begging for you. You’re smart enough to recognise that the only shot you have of making that happen is if you indulge him for now.

“Okay, genius, I’ll bite. What are we betting on?”

“Control. More specifically, which one of us is better at exhibiting control.”

“So not you.” You snort.

He rolls his eyes but he’s unsure if it’s because of your comment or how warm you feel around his cock. He doesn’t point out that he’s already demonstrating a great amount of control by not flipping you over and fucking the shit out of you, because it might not work in his favour.

“What happens when I win?”

Your follow-up question brings him back to you with brows raised in astonishment.

“When you win?”

“Or when you lose. Whatever way you wanna look at it.”

His eyes narrow and his tongue swipes the inside of his cheek. Maybe if he brought up how good he is at holding his tongue, he could make a point about how much more control he’s in.

“Whoever wins gets to do whatever they want to the other. For tonight.”

You twist your lips to the side in contemplation. Spencer tracks every shift in your features.

“Deal.” You answer with a genuine smile.

“Thank you.” His gratitude is relayed in a husky whisper.

You don’t know if it’s the way he speaks or the words he says, but it makes you clench. You don’t realise until he hisses and throws his head back.

“You can’t be doing that.” His thumbs caress the skin they’re resting on.

“What? This?” You repeat the action intentionally and give him your most convincing doe eyes.

Oh the things he plans to do to you. His thoughts hide behind a half-smirk and his eyes drop to your breasts. The look on his face borders between unsettling and erotic, sending shivers down your spine. Spencer lets his hand drift up your sides, stopping so his thumbs brush your nipples again. The feeling provokes goosebumps all over.

You unintentionally whimper when he gently rolls them between his thumbs and forefingers. At first, Spencer was only trying to tease you for your antics, but the sound of your voice made him want to coax more out of you. He adds pressure to his hold and tugs. Your walls tighten around him again and he lessens the pressure to keep himself composed. If you don’t stop, he will. Your hands move to cup his wrists in place and you try to hold back the pathetic sounds threatening to spill out of you.

“Can’t have your cake and eat it too, sweet girl. Tell me what you want.” His voice is a coo masking a command.

“For you to stop playing games and give up already.” You try to keep your voice steady but fail.

“You’re just delaying the inevitable at this point. The longer you fight, the harder you’ll have to beg.” He relays it like a scientific fact that can’t be proven wrong.

“And you’re delusional if you think that’s happening. I won’t beg for you.”

“That’s two bets you’re losing tonight.”

You scoff but before you can get another word in, he pulls your taut nubs with a tighter grip than before. You have to fight the urge to lean away and roll your hips. Your breathing quickens, it’s almost as if you're quietly heaving. Then you make the mistake of looking down. Slender fingers toying with your hardened peaks and cock so deep inside you that your cores are touching at the base.

Your senses feel heightened. Everything you sense is jumbled. You can practically taste the sweet ecstasy that fills your body when he’s driving into you so hard that he’s pressing against your stomach. You don’t realise how close you are to the edge, but Spencer does. He can tell by the slight shake in your legs as you try to keep yourself still. And the way your nails dig into his wrists.

All your focus is on keeping yourself from clenching because you don’t want him to stop. The coil in your stomach has almost completely unravelled; you just need to sit still for a few more seconds.

Seven. In your distracted state you let a few tiny moans slip out.

Six. It elates Spencer, he almost feels bad for what he’s about to do.

Five. As you grow louder, Spencer begins shushing you in his soft voice.

Four. You shut your eyes, anticipating your release.

Three. Almost there, your lip rolls between your teeth.

Two–

Your efforts are wasted because Spencer lets go right as you’re on the brink.

“NofuckWHY?!” You speak so fast that you join your sentence into one word.

A brash chuckle erupts from him. He releases his wrists from your grip.

“Come on, you didn’t actually think I was going to let you cum.”

You let out a frustrated huff.

“Only good girls get to come. Are you a good girl?” He adds, intertwining his hands with yours.

It seems like an intimate act, but you can see past it. As always, the sneaky bastard has found himself a loophole. The truth is, Spencer doesn’t have more patience, he’s just too good at achieving results. He’s basically admitted defeat and you’ll still be the one to lose. You can only give him a narrowed stare, scouring his eyes with your jaw hanging.

“No?” He prompts when your silence is too long.

This time, he only gives attention to one of your nubs and his other hand lands on your clit without warning. He doesn’t ease you into his brutal pace, flicking over your bud with his middle finger. The strain against your sensitive nipple, the stimulation on your inflamed bud and his erection still buried inside you. It’s an overwhelming sensation and you’re unsure of what to focus on. The result is a loud, strangled moan you try to muffle in the crook of his neck.

“Fuck! Spencer!”

It doesn’t take long for the tension in your abdomen to start building again. You try to focus on your breathing and relieve the intensity by pressing your nails into his shoulders. Spencer remains undeterred and you can’t escape the feeling. It’s building fast and it’s going to run through you like a tidal wave.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck– oh God– oh fuck–”

Your stringed obscenities are matched by Spencer's more silent hums and groans. He’s enjoying this, probably more than you are. His begins to twitch inside you at random intervals, he could cum just from this.

“You’re close. Maybe I should stop. Hmm?” He mumbles his words as close to your ear as he can.

“Pleaseplease–fucking–please– don’t stop. Don’t stop!”

“Admit that you’re my good girl.”

“Spenc– mmh–”

It’s too much but not enough at the same time. The tension inside is brewing too thick, you’re about to snap.

“You’re not cumming until you say it,” Spencer warns sternly, “say you’re my good girl.”

The sound of his voice only adds to your desperation. All you give him in return is your lewd mewls. He’s brought you back to the edge, you only need one final push.

“Still nothing? You must not want it bad enough.” He starts to slow down his pace, indicating that he’s about to stop.

The threat alone makes you break.

“No!” You yelp. “Nonono– I’m a good girl– I’m your good girl! Please don’t stop!”

You’re panting frantically. He’s won.

“Yeah? You think so?”

Yet he’s still going to make you work for it. He quickens his pace again and you don’t even try to keep yourself still anymore, squirming in his lap.

“Mhm..” It’s a broken beg, your face still hiding in his neck.

“Look at me.” He hisses gently, struggling against the friction you’ve started to build.

You lazily lift your head to meet his eyes. He has a victorious smirk on his face. Your eyes struggle to stay open and you flutter your lids.

“Oh, you look so pretty. All flushed and desperate.” He teases. “Tell me, what are you?”

You need release, now. Your legs try to close around his body.

“I– ah– shit– I’m–fuck your g–good girl!” Your words exit as more of a moan than a coherent sentence. The coil in your stomach is about to burst any second.

“I’m sorry. I can’t hear you.” He’s relishing in your struggle.

You let out a frustrated whine.

“I’m your good girl!”

Spencer chuckles at just how agreeable you’ve become because of how badly you want to cum. Your brows furrow and you throw your head back, eyes squeezing shut. Just as you’re about to get your sweet release, Spencer stops. You snap your sights on him, utterly dazed, annoyed and confused. Spencer leans in, getting close enough for his whisper to reach you.

“Prove it.”

Spoilers: Smut.

AN - When I said edging, I meant it. We’re all getting edged. Anyway first kinktober piece, I can’t promise I’ll deliver all of them in October. I’m just a girl (uni takes priority sorry guys). Also, this is kinda overdue now but thank you for 1K <3

TT has ruined so many things for me. I couldn’t write this without thinking of “asserting dominance” and giggling.

Thank you for reading!

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saiyanprincessswanie · 1 month ago

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You’re the One

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Word Count: 770

Summary: Bucky finally tells a recruit off nicely and reminds you that you’re the one for him.

Warnings: Fluff, telling a recruit off, a little jealousy, and a happy ending.

A/N: Cranky, Grumpy, Stabby! Oh, My! Challenge @yenzys-lucky-charm Prompt: “It’s always been you… you know that.” & Missy’s Writing Challenge Prompt: “You made me believe in love.”

A/N 2: Thank Beta Readers @late-to-the-party-81 & @lfnr-blog-blog-blog, also thank you @late-to-the-party-81 for my header.

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You’ve been dating Bucky Barnes for a year now and everything seemed to be going well until recently. Lately, you’ve been having some jealousy issues when you’ve seen him helping one of the new recruits, Brittany. It wasn’t that she’s taller than you with blonde hair and green eyes, but more that she’s been playing dumb to get his attention. Every time Bucky corrects her stance by putting his hands on her hips, she lets out this awful giggle that makes you want to scratch your eyes out.

You’ve tried to keep your composure, but it’s become a constant five days a week of having to watch your boyfriend go through this routine with her. You also knew that it was starting to get to Bucky as well from the conversations he’d had with you. He’d told you how uncomfortable he was having to be hands-on with her when he knew she could do the training by herself.

However, as much as it annoyed you, you continued with your training Monday through Friday without saying a word to her, despite how difficult it was getting not to cuss her out or tell her to keep her hands to herself. Thankfully, one day you even got to spar with her, which was satisfying in itself. Not only did you manage a take-down on her, she also ended up whining, which made your day. You didn’t even care that you got scolded for being too rough. Then the weekend came and you could finally spend some alone time with him. You both were getting ready for a ride on Bucky’s motorcycle when the bimbo herself showed up unannounced.

“Hi Bucky, what are you up to? Going for a ride?” Brittany stood far too close to him and didn’t even acknowledge you.

“Uh, hey there. Just getting ready to head out with my girlfriend for the day. So we need to be going.” Bucky refused to look at her as he continued to do checks on his bike.

She looked over at you, giving you a dirty look. “Oh, right, her. Well, maybe when you get back, you can go over this past week's moves with me. I think I need a little more practice.”

You stared her down for a moment and were about to tell her to fuck off when Bucky interupted knowing full well what you were going to say.

“Look, Brittany, it's the weekend and I’m going to spend it with my best girl. If you need extra help I highly suggest talking to Steve. Either he can help or give you a trainer to work with. But what you’re doing is highly disrespectful to both me and my girlfriend. I know you’ve been trying to get my attention for weeks now, even though you know I’m in a relationship. It’s totally inappropriate and unprofessional, and I’m going to leave it at that.”

Brittany just stared at him and then looked at you. You could see her tricks weren’t going to work on Bucky anymore. She looked devastated and all you could do was laugh on the inside. “I don’t understand,” she stammered. “I was just asking for help from my supervisor, like I’m supposed to.”

“You were not looking or asking for help,” you bit out. “You’ve been trying to get into my boyfriend's pants for weeks now. So be a good little recruit and get the fuck away from him before I show you that take down move again.”

Brittany stood there momentarily, with her mouth open in shock from what you said, then tears welled in her eyes as she ran out of the garage.

Bucky looked back at you, surprised that you hadn’t actually put your hands on her, before he pulled you close and kissed your forehead. “It’s always been you… you know that. There’s no other woman that I want or need except for you. You're the reason why I took a chance at dating again. You made me believe in love. Even when I didn’t want to think I was capable of it. You’re my everything. You’re the one, sweetheart. I love you.”

Tears started to shimmer in your eyes. “You’re my everything as well, Bucky. You’re the one I think of every day and night. The one I want to be with all the time. You’re the best thing that keeps happening to me. I love you.”

After hugging and softly kissing one another, Bucky climbed onto the bike followed by you. He revved the engine a few times and you both took off away from the compound heading to who knows where.

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gakukitty · 1 month ago

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how big they are — ✦

featuring . . . sakadays men <33

note . . . i have had this in my drafts for ages now LOL. . also can you tell i haven’t seen many dicks before. sigh,,, it’ll happen one day i guess lol

shin — thicker

about 5.9 inches long, and suuupeerr heavy in the palm. when i tell u that shin’s girthy, i mean it!! he can reach every single sensitive spot and have you squirming around like a little mouse in mere seconds !! i’d say he’s pretty shy abt it, tho >///< “awe, come on.. i’m not that big..” he says, before knocking aalll the air out of you with just one thrust !

kei — longer and a little thick but only a little

6.3 inches, only a little thick. he’s pretty long, not too much of a noticeable curve of vein anywhere but he always manages to find the right angle to get soooo deeepp !! kei knows the best ways to get you feeling good >,<

nagumo — a little thick and a lot long

not toooo thick, but balanced out by his impressive 6.7 inch length !! a super subtle curve to the right, not really veiny except for that one singular vein on the underside that’s sooo freakin sensitive. he whines like a little bitch when he feels your tongue or your finger trace it— the bastard’s not even ashamed, either !! he’ll whine as much as possible if it makes you happy.

heisuke — slightly thick and long

6.6 inches, pretty thick with the cutest tip ever!! curves a little to the left with a vein on the underside of his cock that gets soooo sensitive when you lick/kiss it !! he gets all whiny n a little squirmy when he feels your lips on him :(

natsuki — long, moderately thick

6.4 inches, not too thick but he’s got enough to reach aaalll the right places !! curves up a little, always managing to fill you soo nicely and he’s got a little mole on the base of his cock that is just soooo kissable

gaku — long and thick and rlly juicy tipppp mmmm

he’s PAACKKINNGG. a big 7 inches long, heavy in the palm and he’s suuucchh a big stretch. takes lots of prep that he just can’t be bothered with— but he doesn’t wanna hurt u, so he preps u anyways <33 he’s pretty veiny (and don’t tell anyone, but he lets out a little groan when you lick the more prominent vein on the right !!) + his tip is so fricken juicy and very kissable !!! (and lickable :p!!)

shishiba — looonggg

6.8 inches long!! not too thick, but he deffff makes up with it for how deep he can reach. aaandd it curves up just a little, his tip nestling to the most delicious spot ever !!!

gozu — thick & long

6.5 inches long and soooo deliciously thick it literally causes you to drool. every time he thrusts into you, he reaches so far you swear you can feel him in your throat !! mmmmmmmm…

tenkyu — thickish and a little long

he’s about 6 inches long and moderately thick, nothing too special— but he makes up for it by fucking you like an actual animal. tenkyu is a total beast; and his cock is a whole seperate type of creature :P

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monstersflashlight · 2 months ago

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This hasn't come out in any way before, but I want to be VERY clear about something:

I DO NOT LIKE AI.

I DO NOT USE AI.

AND I DO NOT WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH AI.

That includes anyone using ANY of my content to train AI, or getting stories similar to mine... If you do any of that, I do think you are an awful person. I don't think there's any excuse. I believe in the power of creativity and on authors and artists and I want to encourage that.

PS: If I ever reblog AI art, please let me know so I can delete it. I'm not the most trained on recognizing it, but def want to know.

#monster's pet personal

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razztazzel · 7 months ago

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Thought it would but cute to revisit this old au of mines and give it some lore!

I’m really passionate about this au specifically because I LOVE sci-fi like ALOT… so I might make a lot of content of it… OFC Helios planet will still be going on trust

Non filtered version + lore ⬇️⬇️⬇️

LORE!!!

All the toons are aliens!!! On a completely different planet (exoplanet) about 4.2 Light years away from earth. The company, C.V. inc. aka Cosmic View Incorporated labeled it “Proxima Centauri b” (Its a Genuine exoplanet that’s the closest known to earth it’s so cool) Let’s just say In this au, Earth is extremely Sci-FI like, reaching advances where it wouldn’t be really…. Possible as earth is now…

And so they developed travel though hyperspace (just to clarify, Hyperspace is a fictional concept and not based on current scientific understanding; it's often portrayed as a different dimension where normal space-time rules don't apply - google or something) and managed to land on Proxima Centauri b! The people traveling were highly advanced scientists and they were like, woahhh look at these little whimsical creatures!!! But only like 4 “handlers” went Cause it was still in development!!! So it was kind of a suicide mission to put it frankly

They didn’t die.. Thankfully!!! And they successfully made it back probably old and decrepit, just with a few aliens that totally weren’t kidnapped or anything (They done took the mains, Besides Zee(Vee) she didn’t exist on their planet since she’s a robot made by C.V. Inc.) Vee was made by the soon to be handlers in an attempt to collect direct data from the totally not kidnapped toons! Her emotions are 100% programmed but ran through an advanced ai that study’s the emotion of literally everything living that’s around her so her emotions can be pretty accurate to a certain degree before the robot part generally makes way, Her ai detects any subtle or visible emotion and collects data of it to train itself on how to process and express emotion, but she’ll never have TRUE emotion

Unlike original Vee they’re smart and makes her entirely water proof and very much heat resistant, Zee just cannot be Submerged in water. Anyway a group of.. more like.. scientists in like…training became handlers as a little hands on experiment for them since the owner of the entire thing was really really interested in the toons and wanted to be involved with data processing so she assigned newbies (ish) to be the handlers.. She herself handles Andy (Dandy)!

The toons are all kept in separate rooms similar to those of like experiments just less cruel, like SCP type shit but cooler and not evil… looking… trust trust… so they can be observed and have data recorded…Besides confinement they’re actually treated really well! Sprout learns to bake through his handler and generally enjoys it so he’s allowed to bake every now and then, Shelby (Shelly) gets loads of attention for being an alien bro does NOT wanna leave, Genesis Rock (Pebble) is treated like a legitimate dog gets walked and has play time even though since he’s a rock he probably doesn’t need it, but data is data, Andy hates it there they tried to feed him plant fertilizer once cause he resembles a flower..

Anyway Vee is the only one who’s not in confinement and is generally like a little bot helper for the company, YES!!! THE TOONS ARE ALLOWED TO ROAM!!! Those lovely creatures are not locked away… forever…

TOON TRIVIA

Andy(Dandy) Now has 4 arms!

Astro becomes spiderman ( Ok not really he just gets 6 arms and is constantly floating, Studies show that he cannot seem to stop..)

Shelby (Shelly) Is a mixture of an alienized fossil with a freaky chameleon, with more feral-ish aspects like protruding fangs and sharper hands compared to the others

Genesis (Pebble) can literally walk on air

sprouts hair is ALIVE do NOT cut it he will scream and he has awful fashion sense because refuses to take the scarf off because it was a gift from cosmo before being taken by weird tall things he didn’t know hashtag last thing he has from cosmo hashtag fruitcake angst hashtag NO MORE FRUITCAKE/j

Zee (Vee)is specifically meant to look similar to the alien toons, She doesn’t have a handler though the handlers like to let her wear a coat, they think it looks cute on her small frame…🫶🫶

Sprouts handler encourages sprout to wear the cute aprons they give him, he always refuses… one day.. one day..

Astro generally cannot stop floating, luckily for some reason gravity won’t allow him to float too high so he’s just chilling fr

I think I’ll call this au Cosmic Veiw incorporation /inc or to put it simply, Alien or space au for easy tagging

#dandys world #roblox #i love this damn game #art #dandy's world fanart #dandy’s world au #dandy’s world shelly #dandy’s world dandy #dandy’s world sprout #dandy’s world vee #dandy’s world astro #Cosmic Veiw Inc #Cosmic Veiw Incorporation #Lore dump #Lore #Au #Dandy’s world alien au #Dandy’s world space au

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