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I see no difference

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Goodluck Pikachu

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"harmless flirting" does not exist the way i do it . you will be harmed

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Maddie & Chim 9-1-1, S07E06

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one of the worst things about fandom is when people headcanon a certain character as gay and suddenly that becomes the only valid, practically unofficial-official canon reading of that character's sexuality. gay. just gay. character has shown romantic or sexual desire for women? it's comphet, don't worry, he's still gay. character isn't interested in sex much at all? it's because he hasn't fucked a man, obviously. character has lots of women friends? they are the hags to his fag, he's gay, why are you even trying. and it all seems like a very Transformative and Woke way to read a character until you step back and realize how much biphobia, acephobia, misogyny, and transphobia are baked into the adamant refusal to accept The Character as anything other than gay. it's horrendous, actually. but you will get shot in the streets for this.

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Not like any of this was a problem for Mom—she thought Joseph was perfect, even though he was often in a bad mood, rarely made eye contact, and ignored everyone. She called Joseph the desert, one summer afternoon when we were all walking along the Santa Monica Pier, because, she explained, he was an ecosystem that simply needed less input. Sunshine’ll do it for Joe, she said, beaming upon him. —Aimee Bender/The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake

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I love finding out that the book I am reading has neurodivergent characters! I don’t know if it was intentional but congrats to me 😄

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lazy mornings

for @bucktommysummerfest , week 9 prompt: lazy mornings, 600 words

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Tommy stepped out onto the back deck to find Buck curled up in one of the lounge chairs, big fluffy socks peeking out from the blanket he had draped over him.

“Good morning,” Tommy said, setting two coffee mugs down on the table next to him. Buck scooted forward so Tommy could squeeze himself in behind him. Once Tommy was comfortable, Buck leaned back against him and Tommy wrapped his arms around his waist.

“I hope I didn’t wake you up,” Buck said. “I just wanted to take advantage of our last day here.”

“I mean, the bed was a little cold,” Tommy teased. “But no, you didn’t wake me up.”

“I think I could stay here forever,” Buck admitted, staring out at the lake and the muted colours of the sunrise. 

“It would be an awfully long commute to work.”

“We could get a helicopter. You could fly me to work. It would be what, an hour? That’s better than traffic most days.” Buck tilted his head back a little so he could smile at Tommy. 

“It does not take you an hour to get to work,” Tommy said. 

“Once you add in all the time it takes to get my kisses it does,” Buck argued playfully. 

“Oh,” Tommy drew the word out. “So I shouldn’t give you kisses before work so you can get there faster?”

“That’s not at all what I said,” Buck laughed. “And anyways, I’ll be asking for more now. Fiancé privilege.” He held up his hand to show off the ring Tommy had bought him, glittering in the early sunshine.

Tommy dug his nose into the side of Buck’s neck.

“Ah, you’re cold!” Buck swatted him away, laughing. 

“Because it’s November in the mountains,” Tommy pointed out. “And you’re hogging the blanket.”

Buck rearranged them so Tommy was wrapped around him like a barnacle, making sure the blanket covered his arms and legs. He leaned back against Tommy, pressing him into the chair. 

“There, fully covered, happy now?”

“Hmm,” Tommy considered the question thoughtfully. “Well, now I can’t reach my coffee.”

“I’ll give you your hand back when you want to have some,” Buck promised, lacing their fingers together.

“Then it’s perfect,” Tommy said. “So how many kisses are we talking for this fiancé privilege?”

“Well,” Buck said, “one for each year of dating, one for each year we’ve lived together, one for each month until we get married.”

“I think that’s going to make your commute longer than an hour,” Tommy said dryly. 

“I’ll suffer through it,” Buck said nobly. 

“Do you only get the fiancé kisses when you’re headed to work?”

“No, I can get them anytime.”

“Okay,” Tommy mumbled as he pressed kisses into Buck’s neck. 

Buck squirmed and laughed as Tommy pressed his cold nose into the skin behind Buck’s ear.

“Fiancé revenge,” Tommy told him, “because I woke up alone when I could have been out here cuddling you.”

“Sorry, sorry,” Buck laughed. “I didn’t want to wake you up.”

“Well I give you permission to next time,” Tommy said. “I’d rather be up early with you than wake up without you.”

“You’re such a sap,” Buck giggled delightedly. “Okay, I’ll wake you up next time. You still have to make the coffee though.”

“Oh,” Tommy wiggled their linked fingers. “Speaking of, coffee please?”

Buck untangled their hands and passed Tommy his mug before picking up his own, leaning forward a little bit so they could both drink their coffees. 

“How long do you want to stay out here?”

“Until it gets dark?” Buck half-joked. 

“We can do that.” 

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Pebble and sea glass paintings!

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i feel like shipping shouldn’t be about which ship is morally or narratively or thematically ‘better’ but more about which one makes you want to throw up and write fics and jump about and make playlists and talk to people about it like the need to scream into a pillow about a random rarepair is more valuable to me than thinking about if they’ve even met

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cats and libraries ۫ ꣑ৎ

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Bucktommy coded

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Painting- Art Gallery tour.

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9-1-1 5.07 ✽ Ghost Stories

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You're not immune to being the bully btw. You're not immune to being in the wrong

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SUPERMAN (2025) dir. James Gunn