thegingerparty
thegingerparty
just a bunch of honkus ponkus
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Lain. 20s. She/her. Please do not expect any kind of theme or consistency from my blog because you will be disappointed. I follow the whims of my hyperfixations. Come be my friend!! Ao3
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thegingerparty · 4 hours ago
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tagged by @ambernotember for several sentences sunday smonday
They'd been unloading and unpacking Buck's belongings for several hours when Tommy flops down on the couch and pulls out his phone. 
"I'm starving. Want to order from that pizza place we love?"
We. Tommy says it as casually as he'd said 'our kitchen' and 'our garage' as he moved things out of the way and gave Buck his own spaces alongside his. Buck's tongue sticks to the roof of his dry mouth and all he can manage is an affirmative hum.
"What are you in the mood for? Veggie or supreme?"
Buck couldn't care less about pizza toppings. He opens his mouth—a reflexive 'you choose' on the tip of his tongue—before clamping his lips shut in fear of something else coming out. He knows he should be grateful—he is grateful—that he has somewhere affordable and safe to live while he looks for a permanent home. 
But the ease in which Tommy invited Buck to live in his house—the effort he's put in to make sure he's comfortable and at home—pours salt into the wound that never healed. That Buck is allowed to have this now—now that they're ex-boyfriends, now that they're some facsimile of friends—feels like rejection all over again. 
Tommy looks up from his phone and frowns. "Evan?"
Buck clears his throat and turns back to the box of books he'd been unpacking. "Whatever you want."
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thegingerparty · 10 hours ago
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thegingerparty · 21 hours ago
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Just saw a post asking how tall people are and now I want to make it a poll. Apologies to people in the fringe height categories, you do not get specifics.
I had to consult a chart for this
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thegingerparty · 21 hours ago
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thegingerparty · 1 day ago
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Apple TV Murderbot + Text posts
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thegingerparty · 2 days ago
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a himbo must, MUST, be Kind, Beefy, and Stupid. 
only Kind and Beefy? thats just a hunk.
only Beefy and Stupid? thats just a jock. 
only Kind and Stupid? thats just a decent man! 
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thegingerparty · 2 days ago
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Six Sentence Sunday
Still from the eddie pov. Please don't ask how much I have left.
“And you think your best friend is, what, putting thoughts in your kid’s head?” Donna asked with an uncalled amount of judgment for someone who ended up with a fractured pelvis because she couldn’t say no to her wife.
“No,” Eddie said.  “Maybe.  I don’t know.  He’s been weird lately.  I’m pretty sure he’s hooking up with Tommy again.”
“Ex-boyfriend,” Hen said before Donna could ask.  “First boyfriend, too.”
Donna sucked air through her teeth.  “First gay breakup is rough.  I’m guessing he’s a later in life coming out.  I also came out late in life.”  To Eddie, she said in a conspiratorial stage whisper, “Compulsory heterosexuality is a hell of a drug.”
“Oh, I’m actually straight,” he said, leaning back.
She gave his arm a single consoling pat.  “Oh, honey, trust me, we can tell.”
By the Hen’s shoulders shook with silent laughter, Eddie figured he’d just been insulted.
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thegingerparty · 2 days ago
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thegingerparty · 3 days ago
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tangled gave us so much, but mostly it gave us the beautiful and intense love of a horse and the man he is chasing in order to imprison
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thegingerparty · 3 days ago
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Me reaching what looks suspiciously to be the end of my rope: oobh i got plany off rope
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thegingerparty · 3 days ago
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If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading
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thegingerparty · 3 days ago
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do you see this shit my liege
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thegingerparty · 3 days ago
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thegingerparty · 3 days ago
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thegingerparty · 3 days ago
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come play blorbos with me
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we can do tghis. our touy
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thegingerparty · 4 days ago
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"just write a little every day" ok but what if i write nothing for 3 weeks and then suddenly type like i’m being hunted by god
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thegingerparty · 4 days ago
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it's generally such a shame that we don't get bloopers for movies/tv shows anymore but it's extra shame that we don't get them for 9-1-1, like i'm sure it's the goofiest shit ever
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