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Looking for discourse free/positive blogs! Any ship, I ship most ships <3 I’m just so exhausted from seeing discourse yk and like fandom is my escape from the world and the world is pretty rough yk I want to see positive things and joy and that doesn’t necessarily mean people are wrong or right for their views I just need to surround myself with positivity so please comment or reblog if you’re a positive/discourse free 911 blog 😊

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If you have a Costco membership now is a good time to contact customer service and tell them you won't be renewing unless this decision is reversed.

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commission

for @buffaluff ✨thank you ✨

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🫂🥰😍

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For @bucktommysummerfest week, err, 6? Prompts: postcards // road trip

The 2-for-1 bonus round because sometimes you just really gotta draw mesas

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... why was the gendered slur necessary???

We’re not having this debate about cunt again. Your friends and nice people are good cunts or sound cunts, people who do bad things are stupid cunts.

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There's a phenomenon I've noticed in fandom I'm going to call "Canon is mean to my blorbo" wherein fans of ongoing or serial media become really attached to one or a group of characters and build up in their minds an idea of how their story is going to go, but when the story doesn't end up going in that direction, regardless of how well the direction it actually takes was built up along the way, these fans will insist it was done out of malice or disregard towards their faves, rather than simply being a logical continuation or addition to the story that simply wasn't how they would have liked it to go.

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not allowed to say Harry Potter, but what was your book series obsession as a teen

mine was definitely Eragon

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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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sorry for acting batshit crazy I was feeling a little unwanted

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Uncle Tommy.

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You Know You Make Me Wanna

Oh shit, look who finally finished Bottom Tommy Week Day Seven: Roleplay. @bottomtommyweek It's meeeee. They're roleplaying as frat bros, because that's what I need to heal right now. You can read it on AO3 over here, and here's an excerpt:

Evan pushes away from the doorjamb and starts walking toward him, standing over Tommy with his arms crossed over his bare chest and a smirk on his face. “Sorry, dude, did I interrupt your jerk off time?”

Tommy flushes and slouches down a little to make it easier to cover his dick with his forearm. “Shut up, man.”

“I was on a run,” Evan says, gesturing down to his sweats. He's got a ballcap on backwards, so his curly hair is covered, but Tommy would bet it's as sweaty as the rest of him. “What were you watching?”

“I'm not showing you my porn, dude,” Tommy complains, flipping him off.

Evan plops next to him on the couch, propping his socked feet up on the coffee table. “Why not? It's just porn. We all watch it.”

Tommy rolls his eyes, but then a quick hand is reaching over and snatching his phone. When he tries to grab it back, Evan turns sideways and pushes against him with his feet while he taps the screen. “The fuck! Why do you know my passcode, dude?”

“Because you don't pay attention. Also, it's your birthday. Jesus,” he says, sitting back up and looking at the screen with wide eyes and a flushed face.

He grabs the phone from him and sees that the video restarted, so it's just three fingers fucking into a hole while two hands reach back to spread themselves open. “There, happy?”

“I mean—” Evan glances down meaningfully at his own lap. “Yeah, getting there.”

Tommy's heart slams in his chest. “You want me to send it to you?”

“Or,” Evan says, settling in next to him and spreading his fingers low on his belly so his fingertips are almost under his waistband, “we can just watch it right now. No one else is here, so who's gonna know about it?”

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Look me straight in the eyes and tell me your current music taste isn’t what your father played in the car when you were a kid.

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9-1-1 2x09 "Hen Begins" — dir. Jennifer Lynch, w. Aristotle Kousakis

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I'll Lay Right Down In My Favorite Place

What's this? Two fics in a row? Yeah, I had a lot of time on my hands in that brief window between being well enough to go home and actually leaving the hospital, so there was a lot of fic finishing and editing going on. Written for Bottom Tommy Week Day Five: Topping From the Bottom. @bottomtommyweek Again, so sorry for how late this is.

You can read the rest on AO3 over here, and here's an excerpt:

Buck’s been following Tommy around like a lost puppy half the day, because the day before was the first time he'd seen him in over a week. The day before, they'd just laid in bed and then moved to the living room to lay on the couch and cuddle and enjoy being near each other again. Today, though, there's stuff to do. Tommy has to do car stuff and then do something with the kitchen sink and then he's swapping out the shower head in the guest bathroom. So Buck's at least been handing him tools all day, but he knows and he knows that Tommy knows that it's all an excuse for him to be near him. 

“Alright,” Tommy says, turning on the shower and holding his hand under it. “Time to test it.”

Then he pulls the ratty tank top he's been wearing all day over his head, pushes his sweats down, and Buck is staring at a naked Tommy. Sometimes it's like his brain forgets he's seen this before and just gets stuck on looking.

“You coming?” Tommy asks, stepping into the shower.

Buck scrambles out of his clothes and gets into the shower. It's the same fancy waterfall head that's in their bathroom, so there's no more narrow little spray of water. Tommy looks up at it and starts to say something, but Buck kisses the underside of his jaw instead. 

“Yeah?” Tommy groans, burying his fingers in Buck’s hair and tugging his head back.

Buck tries to get at his mouth, but Tommy's holding him too tight and also backs his own head up a little. He whines, and Tommy licks the water from Buck's bottom lip, moving his head back again when Buck's lips part.