#Raynor

[kervl-klear]

A redo of patient gowns for my ocs. (•• )

[jakessavage]

Today's piece is a fanart of one of my favorite skins from Heroes of the Storm, Marshal Raynor. I also had fun inking this one entirely with a brush pen!

[karterroster]

Yes I love the humor in tfatws but hate basically everything that's going on. Bucky gets no help, Sam gets no help, Torres is along for the ride, walker is stupid and has no anything but 'oh I get to be captain america now! Weee!!!!!'. And the therapist I want to punch. I made it though I think two episodes and then was like.... um y'know what? Clint should still be crawling though vents in the tower, sorry, bye mcu canon.

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Since it came up recently, link to that therapist on twitter 👆 who was discussing Bucky’s terribile therapist in TFATWS and how they should’ve been. 

Transcript:

“As a therapist myself I’ve had a lot of feelings about Bucky’s therapist on TFatWS, and have decided I need to rant a little to let it all out. I’ve worked w/active duty, trauma survivors, and court ordered clients, so here’s some therapeutic conjecture on Bucky’s therapy:

Aesthetically her office and presentation don’t fit for someone who has been through the trauma that he’s been through. A client like this would need something non-threatening and safe- the whole vibe is overly formal and official in an office building, not at all therapeutic.

6 months working together she calls him Mr. Barnes and then James-he has identity issues and is struggling with who he is, so I think that one of the 1st things they would have done is figure out what he is comfortable being called, by whom and what that means for him.

He is still full out lying to her about pretty much everything including PTSD sx—I’m not saying clients never lie if they have good therapists, but if after 6 months he still doesn’t feel like he can be truthful at all then they haven’t built any trust/ solid therapeutic rapport

The pen and notebook thing-that’s clearly a trigger for him, there’s no reason to antagonize him and take notes in session like a punishment, it’s a power play on her part and it only emphasizes his lack of control in being forced into therapy (she should know his hx w/notebooks)

The whole little arm motion she made when she said “they need to make sure you don’t…” – that made so much light of what has happened to him, he probably feels like his arm is only good as a weapon and things like that will not help him accept it as part of his body

The rules, UGH the rules—from how they were talking about them clearly not something he actively created for himself, more like directives that he’s been ordered to adhere to—something fed to him and reinforced, feels like a way to sign off on liability only

THE AMENDS—this is probably my biggest issue. Amends are for people who need to take accountability for their actions and the repercussions of those choices. He had NO choice. He was a victim of horrific crimes against him, and framing it in a way that he needs to make up for

the crimes that others used him for is abhorrent. The lack of trauma informed care as astounding in the way it is being framed that he has to atone for sins that weren’t his. Its clearly reinforcing the idea in his head in ep 2 when he says “HYDRA were my people”.

NO, HYDRA were your captors. They were not your people. That type of thinking needs to get deconstructed and challenged. He can dedicate himself to bringing good into the world and righting wrongs that happened WITHOUT taking on the responsibility of those actions.

Her whole attitude and demeanor were condescending and demeaning. I know some people have said “I love how she calls him out on his bullshit!” That’s not what I see happening. I call my clients out on their shit all the time—this was not that.

And I can only do that with clients ONCE we’ve built the type of relationship where it’s going to be therapeutic for them to hear it, and it’s done intentionally and with purpose. She just came off shaming and mean because they don’t seem to have any form of therapeutic rapport.

She said “you have no history, no family”- there is no therapeutic reason for that, and she’s wrong. He most likely has family alive (he used current tense when talking about his sister) and he was close to Shuri and TChalla, his history is vital to understanding him

When she said “Look, I know that you have been through a lot, but you’ve got your mind back. You are being pardoned. These are good things. You’re free.”—Yeah this feels really dismissive and like toxic positivity. “I know you’ve been through a lot BUT BE HAPPY!!??”

He certainly doesn’t seem to feel like he’s free (especially having therapy mandated), and you can’t just tell someone they’re free. I felt like she was pretty much just like, “shake it off, look to the future!” which feels really shitty when you’ve experienced excessive trauma.

HELLO breach of confidentiality, just introducing herself to Sam as his therapist and confirming it to Walker and the whole police station, it doesn’t matter if they know he’s in therapy you do not break someone’s privacy like that, he still deserves some control over his tx.

Ordering Sam into a session, NO, he’s not your client and you don’t know him well enough to know if that’s appropriate or if it would be harmful to either, and you haven’t asked your client for his consent to have another person in his session

Forcing a trauma victim who was stripped of his bodily autonomy for 70 years into a physically intimate exercise with a coworker that he’s barely interacted with in the last several months? NOPE, just reinforcing to Bucky she has control over him the way his handlers used to

To me, I think she is more focused on signing off on his psychological eval that he isn’t a liability rather than any actual healing or attention to his trauma. This unfortunately isn’t unusual in the military where “mental health treatment” is focused on being mission ready.

They are making sure he’s ready to be an “asset” w/ mandated therapy, which he shouldn’t even be forced to do as part of his pardon because he shouldn’t have needed a pardon at all because he was a victim of horrific war crimes, brainwashing, and dehumanization for 70 years.

I’m just saying, if that was me he would be on my big squishy couch, bright open windows, bowl of Hershey kisses, random fidget toys, and two therapy dogs laying all over him while we work through that trauma and he builds back his identity and finds the calm he wants so badly.

And yes he would probably need someone who would see through his BS, call him out when he needs it, not be overly “touchy feely”, but only if he feels safe and there is trust, where he gets to work on what HE wants, not what others think he needs.

Anyway thanks for coming to my TEDTalk, I❤️my work and I think being a therapist on retainer for the Avengers would’ve been a fucking trip, they all needed a team of mental health professionals at their disposal 24/7 and things would’ve been so much better🤣

ps. They can be a good therapist and just not be a fit for the client, that happens regularly. We know when to make it part of the conversation and when to refer out. Nothing good is going to come out of a contemptuous therapeutic relationship, mandated or not.

pps. That whole situation and the scene with Zemo was so rough. I can’t imagine how much it brought back the violation, humiliation, anger, and helplessness of when he was the WS. I’m just imagining him having a therapist he trusts and being able to process that afterwards 😭😭😭"

[alice-raynor]

Source: 灰蟒 on pixiv

[superbat-love]

Since DC is too cowardly to ever make superbat canon, I’ve decided to be delulu and pretend that Matthew x Jin from Under the Green Light is a superbat AU. I mean, come on, you’ve got the same vibes—a cynical man with a rough past + a loner who finds beauty in everything around him. Bonus points, they’re both orphans.

Mob Boss Jin: On the surface, he seems ruthless, but he’s actually fiercely loyal to those he cares about. He’s deeply conflicted about the path his life has taken, so he constantly seeks ways to dull the guilt and pain. A recovering junkie who sluts around with his subordinates (to the dismay of his higher-ups), Jin finally finds himself addickted to the lost soul that won’t stop following him around.

Art Student Matthew: Glasses? Check. Tall, well-built guy who hides his physique under baggy shirts? Double check. Constantly underestimated and pushed around by the people around him? Triple check. But beneath that innocent puppy demeanor lies someone who will go feral the second his lover is in danger.

The ‘Older Power Bottom x Younger Devoted Top’ dynamic is *chef’s kiss*

[kittersh]

[sambuckydrawer]

Bucky: *smiles*

Raynor : What did you do ?

Bucky: I didn’t do anything

Raynor:

Bucky:

Raynor:

Bucky: Fine

Bucky: I just paid AJ and Cass to push Sam in the sea so he would take off his shirt and I could see his abs

[kervl-klear]

Milk 🔞

Light Effects NSFW short story about Eisele’s attempt to make Luken lactate. I originally wrote this to practice characterizing Luken and Eisele, but it rolls down the hill. 💀

Minors please keep out.

cw: sexual content, submission as sexual practice, breastfeeding, male lactation, anal sex

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Crossing her arm, Eisele look at her significant other in disbelief. She knows that Luken is speaking like he’s not from this world because that’s exactly what he is but still ……..

It began normal, Eisele is looking after her blacksmith shop and Luken is helping her around the store as usual. A couple of married knights come in to get their equipments polished for the upcoming ceremony at the castle. What different is that today Ms. Knight carry a baby with her to the store while Mr. Knight carry all the equipments.

Ms. Knight: “I’m so sorry Eisele, I couldn’t carry all the equipment here myself and I can’t quite left this little one alone. I’ll make sure he won’t disturb your work”

Eisele: “Don’t worry about it, you walking around in full armor right after a labor is already a feat”

Said Eisele as she start working on the equipments.

Ms. Knight: “Well my abs are not just for show”

Mr. Knight: “She broke country record in fastest labor. I see our child being shot out of her so fast the baby head bum the doctor, and that doctor passed out”

Eisele almost choked on her coffee, Mr. Knight though continued to speak with tear of pride.

Mr. Knight: “My wife ….. so strong ….. a true warrior”

Ms. Knight: “DONT SAY IT LIKE THAT-“

As the two knights exchanged praise and bicker, Eisele can hear Luken giggle from across the room.

Ms. Knight: “That’s because you cheer me on way too hard during my labor! What kind of person brought cardboard cut outs of himself into the hospital for full formation cheerleading dance?! How does that even work????”

Suddenly the baby start crying and Ms. Knight cradle him. Mr. Knight nervously pull a baby bottle out of his wife’s bag and start feeding the baby.

The sights look heartwarming until Eisele notices that the liquid in the bottle is clear.

Eisele: “Wait, what are you feeding-“

Mr. Knight: “Water of course”

Eisele: “Your child need nutrition”

Ms. Knight: “There are plenty of minerals in the water!”

Ms. Knight spoke so cheerfully that Eisele feels like fainting, starting out normal? What even is a standard for normal in this town.

Eisele: “You are not wrong ….. but you can’t find protein in the form of mineral”

Ms. Knight expression turned guilty.

Ms. Knight: “I know ….. Still it’s not like I can breastfeed him”

That’s right, a while ago Ms. Knight was injured on her chest on her duty. It took couple of days for her to reach the medics and her wound was infected. The doctor had to remove both of her breasts to prevent the bacteria from spreading.

It’s unfortunate but perhaps Eisele should still remind them that other kind of milk exists.

Luken: “Why doesn’t your husband breastfeed the child?”

Luken spoke innocently, he smile gently as he approached them. Everyone went quiet though, even the baby stop crying.

Mr. Knight: “I ….. can ….?”

Ms. Knight: “No you can’t! ……. Can you?”

Luken: “Of course he can if you take a good care of him, you can even put in his milk in a tiny bottle to show people what a good wife you are!”

The store is engulfed in silence once again. Forget about Luken sounding like someone from other world, he doesn’t even sound like human at this moment.

Mr. Knight: “Wait, we did take a good care of our child, what if our child breastfeed himsel-“

Eisele: “STOP RIGHT THERE, DO NOT FINISH THAT SENTENCE”

Eisele then quickly told Luken to go get milk at her house and the couple excitedly feeding their child with cow milk.

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After the day is over, Eisele close her store. It’s already dark outside. Too dark for Luken to return to his place alone deep in the forest.

Well actually no, Luken can definitely make it home and no one is stupid enough to attack a full armored combat architect with 3 blades and a firearm who is also rumored to steal sanity wherever he goes. But she knows her man likes to be treat with delicacy although he can probably tanks an entire army of professional knights. Luken just smile knowingly and goes home with her.

There they cook a simple dinner, plain bread and unseasoned chicken breast. The more tasteless it is the more Luken likes it, Eisele on the other hand is about to pour an entire bottle of hot sauce on her chicken and ordered two more to be delivered tomorrow. Like a mind reader, Luken hands her a new bottle of hot sauce. Probably noticed her almost running out of it last time he’s here and brought it for her in advance.

Luken: “I appreciate your consideration but you don’t have to always made food that suit my taste”

Eisele: “Nah, it’s easier to add spice than to remove it”

She playfully kiss Luken on his lips which make Luken start coughing due to the effects of the hot sauce. The heat got to his cheeks first followed by his ears. Eisele couldn’t help but laugh out loud as Luken hurriedly drinking his glass of milk.

Eisele: “This isn’t even a half of what you’ll have to taste if you let me cook what I want”

Luken: “Point taken-“

Luken seasons his milk with tab water, a question dangles in Eisele’s mind.

Eisele: “Luken, can you lactate?”

Luken: “Yes, I can”

Eisele choked on her juice. She coughed and accidentally hit the table, causing a glass of cold milk to tip over and spill on to Luken’s crotch. He yelp, shivered from the cold liquid seeping through his clothes, soaking his private area.

Eisele rush over with a napkin but the sight of Luken crotch soaked with a white liquid reminds her of something else and she decided against it cleaning it.

Luken: “Ms. Eisele …..?”

Luken flustered as he can feel Eisele leering on him, he would call her out but a while ago he had already offered himself to her. Letting her spread him on her bed like a meat on a sliver plate.

Eisele: “You said you could lactate right? Let test it out”

Luken cocked his head confusingly but play along without a protest. The blacksmith sit on his laps and start nibbling his neck, the architect throw his head back a little to give her more room to devour him.

He let out a hum as he start to undo his corset and chest plate, he would let the metal pieces simply fall down on the floor but it would be disrespectful to his woman who is a blacksmith. Eisele peels the loosened corset and the unlocked chest plate from Luken’s body.

She placed it on the floor then lift his outer tunic up and Luken obediently let the fabric slip out of him. The cold milk still dripping on Luken’s thighs. Eisele kiss his cheek and enjoy the sight of Luken lifting his white inner tunic up to start undoing his pants.

After his pants and boots are thrown to the side, Eisele undo the belt that hold his inner tunic in place and throw the white garment onto the ground next to his breastplate. Luken is now in his undergarments consisting of light pink tank top, a pair of boxers and socks.

The thin fabric of his boxers cling to his private part due to the cold liquid showing his member in a half harden state. The architect look at Eisele longingly, waiting for her to put on her special show.

Eisele: “I’m not sure if I’ll be able to dodge anymore of Raynor’s questions”

Luken: “Please …..”

Luken plea as he place Eisele’s hand on his abs while lightly grinds his hip on her in an attempt to seduce the blacksmith.

Arouse, she whipped her hair back and with sheer muscle strength, tear her own top apart. Her biceps flex with strength and the torn fabric reveals her gorgeous shoulders. Luken watch her in awe and admiration. Luken personally prefer Eisele’s firm muscles over her breasts and so enjoy exploring her arms, thighs and stomach more. Every strain of it tells a story of perseverance, how she carry heavy smithing material, hunting and mining for it, how she continued her hard work until she perfected her craft.

Luken: “You are beautiful”

Luken is a little disappointed in himself that this is all he could mutter but Eisele shut him up with her mouth before he could weave anymore praise. They then decided to moved to the bedroom, once they are there. Eisele took off her pants and start casting a transformation spell, Luken watch with intrigue as she conjure a set of member of her own.

Back when they first dated, Luken refused to be the penetrating one because he was taught against tainting woman before their marriage to avoid the risk of pregnancy. Eisele reasons with him that she doesn’t mind and so they tried it the traditional way. Unfortunately neither of them are satisfied so they ended up the way Luken originally requested regardless. A practice that they still continue to do this day.

Eisele grab a bottle of lubricant, she removed Luken underwears and spread his legs apart. She lean in a give his entrance a quick kiss which making Luken an aroused mess. He shivered as a cold drop of lubricants dripped down his hole while his women massage him, rubbing the lube inside him, making sure he’s wet and comfortable.

She push his tank top up, revealing his own abs and firm chest. She looking at him like he’s a piece of expensive steak. The room is dark but the light behind his head lit the room softly with pastel blue and pink, it reminded Eisele of the first light at dawn. Eisele start nibbling Luken’s nipples, he yelp a little as this is the first time she does this. The architect looks at her with confusion and curiosity.

Eisele: “I’m trying to taste your milk”

Eisele spoke awkwardly, Luken laugh softly like a morning song bird.

Luken: “You have to feed me with carb and protein and you have to bedded me consistently first”

Eisele blink, taking in the process. Her finger still remains inside him.

Eisele: “Okay, so what is a consistent bedding?”

Luken: “Well you have to bedded me at the consistent time every day, each time for 30 minutes and after a week I’ll start producing milk”

Eisele blink again, seemingly fascinated.

Luken: “You ….. don’t know that ….?”

Eisele: “No Luken. From what I know, men are incapable of producing milk”

Now it’s Luken’s turn to be surprised.

Eisele: “If men lactated, it usually means they are suffering from fatal disorder”

Eisele pull her fingers out.

Eisele: “If it’s okay, I wanted you to get some medical check up. Then may be we can start to set up the routine, I am interested in keeping your milk in a tiny bottle for show if you will allow it”

Luken: “You can do anything to me, I’m already your”

With that response, Eisele pressed her tip inside Luken’s delicate hole. Gently entering him.

As usual, it’s a perfect fit. Luken’s thigh tremble from the sensation. His legs spread on the bed, a lewd and undignified position to be in. It’s hard to believe that a prince of knight as modest and collected as Luken would let anyone do this to him. Eisele is the only one in the world that is allowed to have this privilege.

Once she feels that her man had relaxed, she starts moving. Luken’s member bounce in rhythm with Eisele’s thrust. Luken let out a low moan as the pleasure buildup inside him where Eisele’s penis is rubbing, smearing her semen on his delicate wall. His prostrate started to fill up from the stimulation as his penis cutely leaking clear liquid.

He held on to the bedsheet, struggling to keep himself under control and not spilling his seed. He’s pink to his ears, the sight is absolutely delicious to Eisele and her penis grow even harder feeling Luken’s tight and satisfying flesh.

Luken: “M-Ms. Eisele, I can’t take it anymore ……”

Luken’s entire body is trembling, ready for released.

Eisele: “Let it out, Luken. Let me see you come apart ….”

The black smith pick up her pace, every single thrust dedicated to Luken’s precious prostate. The sensation peak and Luken’s penis start cumming uncontrollably. He couldn’t stop, the moment he feels like he’s about to be empty, his prostrate filled up again and his penis spray his cum uncontrollably every time he feels Eisele slide her penis into him.

Eisele: “Damn, there’s ….. no way I can …… get enough of you”

Eisele watch as Luken bouncy penis makes a mess out of their bed and himself, cuming all over the place. She reach down to massage his asscheeks as she enjoy milking every drop out of him.

It’s not long before Eisele’s penis also empty herself into Luken, the spell broke and her temporarily penis is gone. As she catch her breath, she gives Luken a peck on his forehead before letting him recover. Before she knew it, Luken dozed off. Tomorrow, she will have Lennard do a check up on him.

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Lennard: “That would be brain tumor”

Eisele: “What-“

Lennard: “Yeah, the most common cause for lactation in men is brain tumors making his prolactin glands malfunction. If that’s not the case, then it’s likely he’s being staved continuously for years”

Eisele’s heart drop to her stomach, could Luken be suffering from one of these conditions? She held his hand tight.

Lennard: “Anyway, I’ve checked brother Luken. He doesn’t suffer from starvation or brain tumor; however, he does possess a body that can naturally lactate if stimulated correctly. Perhaps humans from each worlds have different anatomy”

Eisele sigh in relief, if anything happens to Luken she wouldn’t know what to do.

Raynor: “Huh, that would explain why Heriot mentioned having to lay egg”

Raynor chimes in while fixing Eisele’s torn shirt.

Eisele: “He what- why did he mention that- what in the world were you two talking about??”

Lennard: “Spill it, Raynor. We need context”

Arland: “That sounds like a breach of privacy ….”

Luken: “Yeah, I think we should not dive in any deeper for the sake of Heriot’s dignity”

Contrast to his bold appearance, Heriot is quite shy and is not very talkative. Perhaps they should not provoke him, he is already trying hard to keep it together or catastrophic events might wash over their land.

Lennard lean back in defeat.

Lennard: “But seriously, why do you people keep coming to me for these kind of stuffs? Last I check the hospitals and clinics are still operating”

Eisele and Luken look at each other, unsure of what to say. Arland decided to answer the question for them.

Arland: “Well your license is not valid in this world so your check up and consultation is free”

Lennard: “Is that what everybody think of me?!”

As Lennard complained about his unfair free labor, Eisele speak her curiosity.

Eisele: “Now thinking about it, does your body also do …… things that may not be normal for this world standard?”

Lennard ponder intriguingly, Luken is as curious if not more than Eisele. Arland got a little red thinking about the possibility while Raynor just wonder if Heriot’s eggs are edible. Unfortunately they couldn’t come up with anything, at least not at the moment.

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Luken and Eisele start their schedule, both agreed that 20:00 is the best time. It is a little hard at first for Eisele because she would love to enjoy Luken for more than 30 minutes each session but on the bright side, she now has access to his private part everyday. They managed to keep their schedule going until the 4th day where Eisele has to close her store a little later than usual and Luken have to help out at the sanctuary.

At 20:25 Eisele hurriedly closed her store and Luken barged in, she tried to urge him to wait until they get home but for the first time. Luken is being impatient.

Luken: “No …. No, I-I can’t wait”

He spoke with desperation.

Luken: “Please ….. please take me, here, now”

Luken plea, subconciously lifting the front of his tunic up a little. His face is all red as he pants vulnerably. And that is all Eisele needs for her control to break as well. She kneel in front of him, she lifted his tunic up and started undoing his pants. He is hard, his thighs are slightly trembling and he had already made a leaky mess out of his undergarments.

Eisele had her man bend over the counter with his back facing her. She pulled his undergarments down, the fluid from his penis dripping between his thighs and forms a string between Luken’s private area and his undergarments. Eisele is a little worried at first because she doesn’t keep lubricants at her store but it appears that Luken’s leakage had already soaked his entrance.

Eisele open her pants, just enough for her to be able to conjure her penis. Once her tip touches Luken’s entrance, she can feel his hole kissing her. Trying to sucked her in and before she knows it her tip is already inside.

Eisele: “I’ve never see you this aroused before”

Luken: “It’s difficult to not get hard when I’m usually ready to cum around this time everyday ……”

Luken feels Eisele get harder and bigger at his words.

Luken: “…. Even when singing choir …. I couldn’t help but ….. think about what kind of lewd things you’ll do to me”

Eisele: “Now that’s degenerate even for you, thinking about cumming in midst of your holy duty”

She push her penis deeper inside him, and start rocking him back and forth. Luken let out a relief sound as his desperation creased.

Eisele: “Are all people from your world this lewd? You mentioned this being a common practice”

Luken: “It’s- ah-a domestication process ….. the spouse will ….. tame their male lover to stop him from sleeping around ….. like a wild animal-ah”

Eisele: “Your culture is one hell of a kink ……”

Luken being a playboy is something she couldn’t imagine but then again, she doesn’t know what he was like before arriving here.

The 30 minutes alarm went off and Luken’s cum none stop all over the counter. His knee gives out and he collapsed to the floor. This time Luken can’t even walk properly due to his refractory period and Eisele has to give him a piggy back ride on their walk home. While Eisele had pull Luken’s pants back up, she took off his sticky underwear and told him that it’s too dirty for him to wear. She hold it in one of her hand as she carries him, the ruined undergarments is expose to the whole world to see if you look hard enough.

Luken: “Ms. Eisele ….. my underwears …… put away …..”

Luken spoke, barely coherent, thighs still trembling.

Eisele: “It’s already late, no one’s going to see it”

Eisele lied, she wants people to see how wet and horny she made her collected and reserved man become. Even in his refractory period, she wants to continue to ravish him and the only thing stopping her is that she doesn’t want to hurt this cotton candy man.

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On the 8th day, Luken invited Eisele to his place.

Lennard was asked to help out at the hospital, he drag Arland with him because sealing magic is a good substitute for anesthesia and Raynor followed them likely because he witnessed something concerning in the future. All of them will be back tomorrow evening. Heriot left to lure the tsunami away from this town again due to nearby earthquakes. No one knows where he went, he simply tells them that he’ll be back in the next two days. This leaves Luken alone in his house.

Luken is waiting on his bed. Once he hear the door open, Luken jolted up from the cover like a puppy waiting for his owner, he’s already in his cotton candy color undergarments that Eisele assumed are already ruined judging from his anticipation.

This time she doesn’t even took Luken’s underwear off, she simply slide her penis in through the thighs hole. Planning to soak his undergarments with his and her cum.

The sensation of her penis being clumsily suck by his wall send her over the edge as she rocks him back and forth. A warrior prince obedient and vulnerable in her palm. His private part leaky and exposed as his delicate precious area is being (consensually) violated, it’s adorable she could eat him whole.

She switched him around, fuck him on his side, have him lay on his stomach then back to lying on his back. Her penis twitch in bliss, it feels amazing.

Luken: “Ms. Eisele ….. it’s here ….”

Luken squeeze one of his nipples, prompting Eisele to lean in to start nibbling and sucking it. She can taste a couple drops of milk from him but it’s not enough so she tried massaging his firm breast and more came out.

She continued to humph her penis deep inside him as he breastfeed her. It’s almost as if the closer he is to cumming, the sweeter his milk becomes.

Luken: “….. Eisele”

Eisele got a chill down her spine, this is the first time he ever call her simply by her name.

Eisele: “Luken”

She called his name in reply.

Luken: “Eisele …. Eisele …..Eisele!”

Before she know, the clock strike once again and Luken’s rock hard penis spray his cum all over his underwears as his love continues to milk him up and down until he fall unconscious.

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Morning comes with a soft light, the sky is painted with pastel color just like Luken’s gentle light. Eisele got up to find that she is alone on the bed. But she can smell a delicious cooked egg, she walk downstairs to find Luken cooking breakfast.

Luken: “Good morning Ms. Eisele”

Eisele frowned a little with disappointment.

Eisele: “I thought you’ll finally just call me Eisele”

He laugh and whispered into her ear.

Luken: “You know what to do if you want to hear it again”

[scottishaccentsareawesome]

His beard has grown in more.

His hair is longer.

He's carrying a big gun and he looks extremely pissed.

I'm not saying this is a guy in his Divorce Era, but the last time we saw him he looked like this...

....So yeah, this might be the SamBucky Divorce Era.

[bnbc]

I love this game sm

[legalandnotease]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NcTBjZ_za_M

Here's a very disappointing of a therapist talking about Bucky and agreeing with what TFATWS said about him. Apparently, even though Bucky had no choice with the killings, he still needs to take responsibility for them.

Also Bucky's therapist was good because she 'didn't put up with his bullshit'. His 'bullshit' was not trusting or opening up to her, but why would he do that when she insults him and deliberately triggers him. They say 'she's exactly the kind of therapist he needs' even though earlier they said in a situation like his, it's important to have people who love you unconditionally.

They also liked the scene with Sam's advice. They agreed with Sam telling Bucky that it's his job to make the other victims of Hydra feel better and get closure. It's really sad that only two people ever acknowledged Bucky as a victim: Steve and T'challa.

At least they also agreed that Sebastian is a phenomenal actor.

Thanks so much for sending me this!

I clicked and I saw it was Cinema Therapy. They *finally* made a video about Bucky.

We've literally been asking them for one for 3 years or more. Funny how he only got half an hour though, when Tonky got more than double that. (Although I understand there's a 45-minute version on their Patreon page...)

Also, I am glad they put him in the "hero" category not "villian" or antihero.

I am about halfway through it at the moment and I am starting to see what you mean, though. What really bothered me was the intro sequence where they said Bucky was "partly to blame" for the actions of HYDRA- and yet still compared him to an abuse survivor. So abuse survivors are "partly to blame" for the actions of their abusers? Its weirdly contradictory for them to talk about Bucky needing unconditional love and compassion- and yet be fine with his therapist's horribly insensitive treatment of his trauma. Also Sam's whole "tough love" thing. Isn't that the opposite of compasssion? Others have gone into how it could potentially be not only traumatizing but even dangerous for Bucky to approach family members those he killed without professional supervision or mediation.

I personally suspect that maybe the somewhat contradictory statements arise from people's reluctance to criticize The Falcon and the Winter Soldier show in any capacity. You know what happens if you do.

The other possibility is the attitude to male victims in general. Natahsa was never forced to make amends, or blamed for the actions of The Red Room. Bucky is. Why?

Mostly I suspect its because society has brainwashed men into thinking they can't be victims. They must have *wanted* what happened to them, and if they are vulnerable or struggling then that amounts to "weakness".

Look at the attitude of many fans towards Bucky overall, and how they equate basic compassion with "coddling" or say he needs to stop feeling sorry for himself and "get his shit together".

This is absolutely typical of the rhetoric that male victims are subjected to in real life. And the rhetoric surrounding male mental health as a whole. Men aren't allowed to be struggling, men aren't allowed to need help. Men aren't allowed to be be in pain or emotional and above all men aren't allowed to be victims.

Except they 100% are.

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A tiny teaser of what I’m working on:

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The Quick and the Dead (1995)

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New profile picture cropped from this beautiful art of Retsu/Yachiru.

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PLEASE!!! read the Barnes files!! On ao3. They are so good!! I'm actually addicted and the way each of the characters is portrayed is so beautiful!!!! 🥲 Bucky is sad guys.