i'm finally getting around to reading Killing Time by Della Van Hise.
you know, the Star Trek book that was so gay that it was recalled and reprinted with over 50 changes.
I got my hands on a first edition copy from Thriftbooks and decided to use a sticky tab every time something "spirk" happened
I'm only halfway through.
update its very fucking gay
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Eddie literally woke up from his coma and kicked his girlfriend out of the room so he could make convalescent moon eyes at Buck. Eddie literally looked like he'd rather hide himself in Buck's rib cage than face the world. Eddie literally first named him while effortlessly validating his entire existence and implying nobody would know Buck like he did while they both had whole entire girlfriends waiting for them at Eddie's surprise party. Eddie literally said "Nobody will EVER fight for my son as hard as you" and he was about to go home to his actual girlfriend whom would eventually give him panic attacks. I for one think we've grown too lax on bullying him for his insane behabior tbh.
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yeah yeah sure rough freaky t4t gay sex where i mount you aggressively and overstimulate you by making you cum over and over until you're crying etc etc. but- hey, no, listen. take my hand for a second. what if. what if maybe um. you know, instead of that, what if you let me just lay back and kiss my neck gently and slowly jerk me off or maybe ride me for a little while and praise me for how much I've been doing lately and how good i make you feel all the time and tell me you're proud of me, because you know it's really hard for me to always just push through and make myself get things done and you want me to be the center of attention just this once, so you decide to make me cum this time while muttering praises in my ear to make me really feel as appreciated as possible. maybe. (please)
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[16:23 PM] — vernon .
306 words, fluff, childhood friends to ??
"I think we should get married."
Your best friend, lounging around on your bed, flinches so hard that his phone slips from his hand and hits him in the face. "Ow. Uh, what? Like, right now?"
“No, silly," you say, rolling your eyes. "I mean when we're older. We should marry each other."
Hansol sits up, frowning. "Why do you want us to get married?"
"Just because," you say, shrugging. "I wouldn't mind marrying you. If we don't get married by, I dunno, 27, then why don't we marry each other?"
Hansol tilts his head. "I dunno, Y/N. I think you should marry someone you love, rather than someone you 'don't mind'. Marriage is kind of a big commitment, you know?"
"Yeah, I know," you say, spinning around and around in your desk chair, "but I can't think of anyone else I'd like to make the commitment with."
"Yet," Hansol adds, and you shrug in acknowledgement.
"Sure. Yet. And if that 'yet' never comes, for me or for you, then we can marry each other. Right?"
You watch your best friend mull over your words, eyelashes fluttering thoughtfully before he nods and then turns back to his phone. "Okay."
"Wait." You blink. "Just like that? You're fine with it?"
Hansol shrugs, tapping away at his game once more. "If you wanna, then yeah. I wouldn't mind marrying you."
He looks up at you, eyes caramel gold in the light streaming through your bedroom windows, the corners of his mouth lifting upwards slightly.
"But really, I'd love you to marry me, not because of tax benefits or anything, but because—"
Hansol pauses there, and you slow down the spinning of your chair, bringing your ankles upwards to cross your legs. "Because what?"
He hesitates again, before smiling once more, soft and pink. "Because you love me."
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Don't forget
when you feel the sun on your back
to turn around
what's dead is dead and
the light is telling you:
"Only better things ahead."
—from a note I found that I wrote to myself when I was younger
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