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Eddie will never know exactly what makes it finally click for him, but the second it does, there's no going back.

Maybe it's divine intervention. Maybe it's Bobby's ghost; maybe it's Shannon's. Maybe it's the way that Buck had smiled at him that morning over a bowl a cereal.

Could have been the way Buck had spent all of last night helping Chris research his paper on the Cold War, excitement pouring out of him while Chris smiled at him like he was better than ice cream. Or maybe it was the fondness on Buck's face when Chris had told them he wanted Bobby's lasagna and Buck's bread pudding for his birthday meal.

Maybe it's the way the sun is currently streaming through the kitchen window, turning Buck's two day stubble into burnished copper and gold.

He knows it could be any one of a million normal things that go on between them in any given day that just all of a sudden landed differently. But as far as Eddie is concerned, it doesn't actually matter why or how or when. It only matters that it is.

With a clarity he's never felt before, he realizes he's not looking for a way out or an excuse to push it away. He's done running from the good things in his life. He's done being afraid to take what he wants. He's done being a spectator in his own life.

What he does know is that he can't seem to look away from how beautiful Buck is at this very moment. It's not a thought he's had before and not one he'd ever thought he'd have in the first place, but it's a rock solid truth that goes bone deep. Buck is beautiful, and Eddie wants him, and that's all there is to it.

He can't look away from the unruly way Buck's hair curls across his forehead or the way his hands work the dough across the island. He's mesmerized by the way Buck's face is flushed with exertion and how there's a small smudge of flour high on his cheekbone from where he used the back of his hand to scratch an itch. Eddie has the sudden urge to wipe it away, to rub his thumb over the same spot, maybe press a gentle kiss there just to watch Buck blush.

There's a burning inside him, and he wonders if this is what a volcano feels like just before it erupts. All bubbling fire and cresting heat as its lava slowly works its way up, up, up to the mouth of the mountain before spilling over in an explosive inferno.

He has a driving need to move, to touch, to taste, to have. There's an urgency under his skin, it almost makes him itch. He realizes he can't stand here, in this spot that seems so far away from what he wants, for even one more second.

Buck startles when Eddie reaches him, his head comes up, a question in his eyes, but Eddie just takes the dough from his hands and sets it further up on the cutting board. He does touch the flour on Buck's cheek briefly before he slides his hand behind Buck’s neck, fingers splaying wide against the back of his head. He sees the confusion on Buck's face turn to surprise, and then something else, something almost like anticipation and then hope as Eddie slowly pulls him forward.

When there's only air between them, and Eddie's mouth is a mere inch from Buck's, he runs his nose along Buck's cheekbone smearing the flour onto his own face. Eddie hears Buck's sharp inhale. It makes him smile, lets his bottom lip just barely graze Buck's cherry pink upper lip.

Not wasting another second Eddie slants his mouth over Buck's in a kiss that leaves no room for doubt about who Buck is to him and what he wants.

Kissing Buck is everything he's always thought first kisses should be. Awkward for just a split second until they're both there, and then everything falls into place and they ebb and flow like a tide, trading soft and short and long and deep kisses back and forth until they're both breathless with it.

When Buck pulls back and his eyes flutter open a smile splits his face when he asks, "Yeah?"

"Yeah." Eddie says before diving back in for another kiss. They don't break apart until much later when they hear crutches coming down the hallway.

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“Hot and bothered” in the sense that it is 90 degrees out and I am extremely annoyed

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hands down the bbc merlin version of the sword in the stone legend is the funniest possible version of it. this big dramatic scene of arthur realising his true potential and finally believing in himself as a king as his remaining subjects watch in awe, witnessing a sign that their king is destined to carry camelot to greatness, because this legendary prophecy about removing the sword from the stone has finally come to pass,

and then merlin’s in the background whispering to gaius just ‘yeah i stuck that in there like last week and made the story up on the spot. gonna use magic to make it look like arthur’s actually doing something’ SIR PLEASE

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American black bear By: Unknown photographer From: Wildlife Fact-File 1990s

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theyre gonna need an intimacy coordinator for me and this calzone

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“who is linkin park?” - one shot KO by my younger coworker

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“it’s circus work.” not to me. not if it’s my monkeys.

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Katie McGrath as Morgana Pendragon in Merlin (2008–2012)

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Daaaa Vatican

@afraid-of-woodpeckers posted that the Pope should move the Vatican to Chicago a while back and like an asshole I put a poll on their post instead of making my own, but it was such a fun post and I saw so many people curious about some of the options that I decided I'd do another one. I'm removing a few of the previous options -- Trump Tower because the seething hatred of it gave it an unfair advantage, the Bean because it's so well known, and Soldier Field as the least-high-scoring from last time. I'm adding in a few I saw in comments, BUT ALSO.

I thought I'd offer context! So if you're not familiar with Chicago, before you vote, scroll down to below the poll and peep under the readmore, where I have provided photos and semi-humorous descriptions of the various Chicago landmarks. Come to Chicago! We have Architecture! And a Pope! Kind of.

Look down here for more information!

Merchandise Mart: The world's largest building when it was built in 1930, it holds so many offices it has its own zip code. A lot of it is wholesale, so there's not much reason for most people to go into it, but it's so highly visible that you definitely know it's there. Also known for the Creepy Row Of Heads.

Goth Target: A decorative former department store built in the early 20th century; after standing empty for several years in the early 2000s, Target moved in and created one of the greatest brand visuals ever. Inside it is a regular-degular Target; before the boycott I shopped there for groceries a couple of times a month. I've bought shoes there.

University of Chicago: known as the school where Fun Goes To Die, University of Chicago used to be compared to Hogwarts before JK Rowling ruined everything. They have produced numerous Nobel prize winners and several war criminals, so the church should feel right at home.

Navy Pier: A tourist attraction built on an old military pier jutting into the lake, impossible to tolerate in the summer when it's brimming with people. It houses tall ships, two theatres, a large food court, retail shops, a convention center, a children's museum, an IMAX cinema, and a ferris wheel. It's got a lot going on.

Oak Park but keeps claiming it's in Chicago: Oak Park is a suburb of Chicago, known for many Frank Lloyd Wright designed buildings and for people who live there claiming to be from Chicago, which can be extremely irritating to those of us who actually are.

Union Station: A grand old train station which is also at this point such a fucking labyrinth that it has at least one escalator which, at certain times of the day, reverses directions. If you've seen The Untouchables, the baby carriage scene was filmed there.

The Old Post Office: A truly imposing edifice built over a major downtown roadway; it's known mostly for having stood empty with numerous broken windows for a decade due to some kind of ownership/zoning issue. It is now an office building with retail after Rahm Emanuel threatened to take possession of it using Eminent Domain.

Harold Washington Library: The main downtown library, adorned with owls on the corners and full of joy. You aren't allowed to vote for this one because it's my library and I don't want to fistfight the pope for it but I will. I'm not afraid to hit a priest.

Let's Rename It The Holy See-ars Tower: Fomerly the Sears Tower and then the Willis Tower, it looks kinda like a robot. When built it was the tallest building in the world; it is now the sixteenth-tallest. I just really liked that pun.

Museum Campus: A jut of land on the lake, housing the Shedd Aquarium, Adler Planetarium, and Field Museum, just north of Soldier Field. It's also apparently impossible to photograph well. (I got suggestions for all three museums but I was running out of poll options.)

Marina City: Known locally as "The Corncobs", Marina City has the most hideously awful floorplans of any apartment building I've ever been in. But they do look cool as shit.

Nuance / Ken Griffin will just put his name on it eventually: Ken Griffin is a billionaire hedge fund manager who likes to pay ungodly amounts of money to be allowed to put his name on things like museums and libraries.

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anyone else wish they would get roped into a freaky friday body swap situation just for the hope that the other person will go "oh jesus fuck how do you live like this" and instantly validate your feelings of being Strange and Built Wrong.

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The other night husband and I were watching a documentary about the yeti where they were doing DNA analysis of samples of supposed yeti fur, and every one of them came back as bears.

Anyway, the next night we watched a thing about some pig man who is supposed to live in Vermont. People said it had claws and a pig nose but walked upright like a man. Now, I happen to know that sideshows used to shave bears and present them as pig men. So every piece of evidence they gave of this monster sounds to me like a bear with mange.

So now the running joke in our house is that everything is bears. Aliens? Bears. Loch Ness monster? Bear. Every cryptozoological mystery is just a very crafty bear.

Bears. They’re everywhere. Be wary. Anyone or anything could be a bear.

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Everyone who buys coffee or tea from a shop regularly tell me your usual order

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in honor of the Lilo & Stitch remake being a huge piece of shit here's a comic about what the original meant to me as an 8 year old