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Feeling Feelings I Never Felt [1/?]

Saw this post from @queermccoy and well. Here's the first part of something.

He's endlessly scrolling Tinder again. His eyes and thumb move rapidly across his phone screen, briefly taking in each profile. He's not really picky, gotta cast a wide net, or whatever, if he ever wants something that amounts to more than just getting his dick wet. Not that he's complaining, because that's good, too, it's just that sometimes he wishes they'd stick around longer. He made Bobby teach him how to make french toast so he'd be able to impress someone the next morning but so far there haven't been any takers except his meathead roommates and he's not looking to date any of those guys. He's not about to waste expensive brioche on fucking Connor, Trevor and Kyle.

Left. Left. Right. Right. Right.

Lef- well, no, maybe right. The guy has nice abs so at the very least he could get some workout tips.

The firehouse is weirdly quiet. Buck's not supposed to say that out loud, though; he nearly did one time and Chimney basically jumped him, and he was like, "What's the big deal? Why can't I say qui-", and that's when Hen stuffed a wet hand towel in his mouth and it tasted like soap which sucked because Bobby made lasagna, and all he could taste was Dawn, and then that reminded him of those sad commercials he saw as a kid with those birds all covered in oil but then they were saved by the power of love and dish soap. Actually, those commercials were kind of fucked up because did they grease the birds up just for the commercial? Or did they go film the birds after an oil spill and were like, "Before you save these birds, can you make sure we get a good shot of you using the soap? Yeah, we need the bottle facing our cameras perfectly so hold on a minute," while the birds were covered in toxic gunk and suffering. He should look that up sometime otherwise he's just gonna keep thinking about it.

He focuses his attention back to his screen and swipes some more until this guy — no — man, makes him stop. He's got this dark hair that's perfectly wavy and deep blue eyes framed by thick lashes and perfect lips and a strong jaw with a cleft chin that Buck wants to put his tongue in. He reminds him of an actor from one of those black and white movies his mom sometimes watched; he can't remember the name but he does remember seeing him on the t.v. and feeling this heat in the pit of his stomach that he thought he could only get with girls.

He has that intense heat building up again, only now he's not 13 and clueless. He's burning with desire to meet this man, he feels manic, and that's just based off of one selfie. He combs over his profile and learns the following: his name is Tommy, he's 34 (hot), a pilot (very hot), and he's got some killer pecs that he wants to bury his face in. There's a picture of him in the air, flying something — he can't really tell because the picture is sort of cropped— and he has aviators on and he looks so cool and so sexy.

He uses one of his Super Likes that he usually doesn't need but desperate times and all that.

He stares at his phone and waits and waits and waits. Maybe he should pray? Could he ask god to compel Tommy to look at his phone and see Buck and say "wow, there's my future husband". Maybe he's putting the cart before the horse but Tommy looks like he has his life together so he's probably looking for a husband, right? Not just some guy to fuck around with for a few hours and leave him without even cuddling at all.

His phone lights up and he sees the "It's a Match!" message. He sits up straighter, like Tommy is going to see his posture and judge him. His and Tommy's little profile pics are right next to each other, and they already look so good together, so he cannot fuck this up.

He goes through the folder in his brain that holds all of his best pick-up lines and deliberates. None of them are good enough. He knows how to get people into bed with him but he doesn't know how to get them to stay.

His phone lights up again and he has a new message from Tommy so apparently he's taken too long.

Tommy: What's a guy gotta do to get you into my cockpit?

Oh, Buck is so totally fucked.

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How tf has it only been 18 days when it feels like 18 years?

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just thinking about how obsessed tommy is with buck’s hole. yeah, he loves fucking it—but he also loves to just. look at it. loves to see the way it stretches around him; loves to look at it when it’s pink, tight and so desperate for cock. loves the way it looks covered in his come; sticky, wet and glistening. loves the way it looks once it’s been fucked throughly; red, raw, puffy, plump—satiated. and sometimes before he’s about to eat buck out, tommy splays him out — hole on full display — and just looks; revels—before getting a hand around his own cock, pumping slowly, until he’s fucking into his fist hard and fast—coming at the sight of buck in front of him. and buck notices how much tommy loves simply looking at him and so one day a few months into their relationship, when they’re in bed post-coital and tommy is mindlessly playing with him—admiring, appreciating—buck tells him breathless but casual, “you can take a picture if you want to. pictures. look whenever you need to. you know, when i’m not around,” and after tommy goes down on him about this, he gets his phone out spends the rest of the night doing exactlyy that

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Is anyone else just... exhausted?

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😑

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Food for thought

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It confuses me how normalized it is to be so anti human. The fact that two countries voted no to food being a human right. The fact so many people are against universal healthcare. The fact that it’s normal to believe some people don’t deserve housing because they’re poor, addicts, mentally ill, or any combination of the above. I find it so hard to comprehend that humans who have experienced hunger, thirst, cold, and illness would wish these things upon others, or at the very least not care. It frustrates me beyond belief.

These are the exact values we’re taught as children, to believe all humans are equal in worth and needs, and yet at some point you’re expected to grow out of that illusion. You’re expected to accept that this is what life’s like, that the world is unfair, and attempting to fix it makes you weak and childish.

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hi yes hello what the fuck is metrosexual lmfao

It's hard to explain to zoomers just how insanely homophobic the early 2000s were. If you were male, and like, washed your hair regularly, people would call you a faggot.

So, dudes who washed their hair and wore button ups developed the term "metrosexual" which meant "I care about my appearance but I am attracted to women and don't have sex with men."

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There's an EU initiative going on right now that essentially boils down to wanting to force videogame publishers with paid games and/or games with paid elements such as DLC, expansions and microtransactions to leave said games in a playable state after they end support, or in simpler terms, make them stop killing games.

A "playable state" would be something like an offline mode for previously always online titles, or the ability for people to host their own servers where reasonably possible just to name some examples.

I don't think I need to tell anyone that having something you paid for being taken from you is bad, which is a thing that routinely happens with live service and other always online games with a notable recent example being The Crew which is now permanently unplayable.

Any EU citizen is eligible to sign the initiative, but only once and if you mess up that's it. You can find it here. (https://citizens-initiative.europa.eu/initiatives/details/2024/000007_en)

Even if you're not European or you signed it already, you can share this initiative with anyone who is, even if they don't care about videogames specifically because this needs a million signatures and there is different thresholds that need to be met for each EU country for their votes to even count and could also be a precedent for other similar practices like when Sony removed a bunch of Discovery TV content people paid for.

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I still have some make me writes to do and I WILL get to them, it’s just gonna be a bit before I can! Things are a bit crazy busy lately between work and school but I promise I haven’t forgotten them. Writing just has to go on the back burner for a little bit I’m afraid.

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tik tok is the first of ?? apps to get banned (any foreign apps that don’t sell to a us based owner are going to be at risk). elon bezos and zuckerberg are going to be in the front row at trumps inauguration. we fund the police and military but cannot help our most vulnerable. texas wants to get rid of public schools. idaho wants to ban gay marriage. oklahoma wants a mandatory trump prayer. donald trump wants to fine comedians and outlets that host comedians (like seth myers) who criticize him. meta is getting rid of fact checking because it’s “biased”. a woman was held under a 100k bond and faced 15 years in prison for saying “you people are next”. the fda has loosened regulations to benefit corporations leading to increased outbreaks (listeria, ecoli). more books are banned daily and the national archives are taking out “negative” portrayals of the country. the majority of americans live paycheck to paycheck with no affordable healthcare or third spaces. elon musk got 70 billion dollars richer within days after trump was elected. welcome to the fascist oligarchy

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Eddie and Tommy friendship aka "DORK & DORK™️ " for T.E.

Christmas '24 commissions 🎄are open!

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I luckily haven't had to deal with much chronic pain or hand pain yet, especially with regards to baking (crochet is another story). That said, these look like some pretty solid tips! There's also some in the comments section.

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💀!

😊

Okay, so because this is a noncon fic I'm going to put it under a cut (even though this snippet doesn't contain the triggering bits). Tagging this one and any others from this fic with tw: noncon as well so that people can easily avoid it.

From this post.

Eddie swallowed several times, wetting his throat before he attempted to speak again. “What’s going on?” he croaked. Eddie’s throat throbbed with the effort as he waited for whoever was behind the voice he’d heard earlier to respond again. Thankfully, it didn’t take long. “When you’re ready, we’re going to play a little game.” Eddie traced the voice up to a speaker on the wall, and it was at that moment that he realized there were also cameras all around the room, mounted along the walls and ceilings. There wasn’t a single spot or angle in the room that the cameras missed. Something niggled at the back of Eddie’s mind as he took in the set-up of the room, a thought – no, a memory – that wasn’t fully formed yet. Something was familiar about what he could see, but he was unable to place exactly what. “Do you think you’re ready to hear the rules, Eddie?”

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Pretty please?

Sorry for taking so long for this one! Hope you enjoy :)

From this 'make me write' post.

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“Everything okay with Buck?” The question is out of his mouth before he’s even conscious of it, his stomach churning as thoughts of Buck somehow injuring himself worse run through his mind. Why else would Maddie be at his door? “What? Oh, yeah, he’s fine,” Maddie says, before waving a paper bag in his face, “Mind if I come in? I brought cookies.” “Uh, sure?” Eddie says, more of a question than an answer as he steps aside. Scratching his head, Eddie shuts the door behind her and follows her. “Great British Bake Off! Love that show,” she comments as they pass by the living room television on the way to the kitchen.

“Yeah, it’s um, good background noise while cleaning.” Maddie raises an eyebrow with a knowing look, like she doesn’t buy it for a second. Which means that Buck is never going to shut up about it if she ever tells him. Eddie is suddenly certain there’s an apron in his future along with some complicated recipe that Buck will insist on trying despite Eddie’s inability to so much as boil water without fucking it up somehow. Resigned to his fate, Eddie sighs and sits across from Maddie at his dining room table.

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Between licks of ice cream, Chris explains how the female moths of this species have red forewings instead of the yellow of their male counterparts. While Chris speaks, Buck suddenly feels a bubbly warmth coming from Eddie. This was a new one that he didn’t recognize, though as he turns to Eddie and sees the turned-up corner of his mouth, the slight shaking of his shoulders as he suppresses his laughter, Buck decides to label this one mirth. “Wha–” “You have some…” Eddie trails off, gesturing to his face. “Oh, ice cream?” Buck asks, wiping at his face. Fucking adorable. Buck goes still, confused, because that sounded like Eddie but— “Here, let me,” Eddie says, shaking his head as he grabs a napkin from the table and leans forward. “You’re just spreading it around.” As Eddie’s hand brushes his face, Buck suddenly has a strong image of Eddie leaning forward all of the way and capturing Buck’s lips with his own. It’s so strong that it almost feels real, and a shiver run down his spine as the image takes hold. “There, it’s gone,” Eddie says with a wink. Did Eddie just imagine kissing him?

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nbc was like BRYAN!! you can do whatever you want but do not make them explicitly gay!! and Bryan was like okay I'll just have them put cocks in their mouths and they were like WHAT NO BRYAN WTF and he was like relaaaax:

@rocktheholygrail

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Ayoo just to preempt the inevitable dumb takes we’re about to start seeing;

I am PRO-WOOL

I am PRO-LEATHER

I am PRO-BEES

Fuck the idea of replacing durable, sustainable animal products with cheap, flimsy plastic that doesn’t bio-degrade. Agave nectar and other artificial sweeteners are expensive, labor-intensive, and destroy the environment to be farmed.

Do not buy into pernicious marketing campaigns pushed by dickhead organizations trying to stay relevant, like PETA.