#<- it's sunday. but you know. whatever

[ratcandy]

thinking about selenopid spiders today.

you want to know why i'm thinking about selenopid spiders. because well. you see. these guys are also called Flatties.

do you want to guess why they're called. flatties . well . you see. it's because

they're flat

(photo cred)

[upslapmeal]

"but Pyramids of Mars established that Sut-" my friend this is the three-separate-explanations-for-Atlantis show, as far as I'm concerned they can have a free-for-all when it comes to real-world mythology

"but they're ruining the canon!!" buddy I got good news for you, Doctor Who canon is a buffet and you don't have to eat anything you don't want to

[fruitybashir]

belated holidate bonus chapter snippets, oopsie

[zenyteehee]

What does it say about me that Kim Hae-il dressed as The Joker might just be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen?

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

All I’m going to say I think now that my brain remembered part of what it was thinking is that Taylor and Joe went through a lot together (good and bad) and regardless of how it ended or what led to it they both seem to be determined to keep that private and not throw each other under the bus and in the end they’re just two very, very different people whose outlooks in the long term were just never going to align and never has that been clearer.

[wikiangela]

seven sentence sunday

tagged by @diazsdimples 💖

I'm still jumping between wips so here's another snippet of the cheating fic, this time a bit of Buck and Taylor arguing - I can't explain how much fun I'm having with this fic, this is so not my usual thing but it's just so fun haha

prev snippet

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“Can we do this tomorrow?” he asks, bringing his hand to squeeze the bridge of his nose. He’s getting a headache.

“No, we’re doing this now. Tell me what’s up.” she says, pulling at the covers when he tries to cover himself and turn away again. 

“Jesus, Taylor, let it go. I’m fine. And it’s none of your business.” he snaps, pulling at the duvet a little harder.

“Fine.” he hears rustling, then the bed shifting. She got up. The light on her nightstand is still on. “I thought since we’re together, and live together, we’re pretty serious, and now you’re weird around me, and you don’t even touch me, so I thought it was my business, but clearly I was wrong.” she talks as she walks up to his- their closet and starts getting dressed. Now Buck looks at her, leaning up on his elbows.

“What are you doing?” he asks with a sigh, watching as she takes off her nightshirt and starts putting on jeans. “Where are you going?”

“None of your business.” she replies, her tone feeling like a slap in the face. Buck deserves the real thing, actually.

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no pressure tags: @elvensorceress @gaydiaz @thebravebitch @silentxxsoul @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @arthursdent @911onabc @housewifebuck @watchyourbuck @underwater-ninja-13 @eowon @loserdiaz @evanbegins @ladydorian05 @wildlife4life @diazpatcher @lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @thewolvesof1998 @puppyboybuckley @weewootruck @loveyouanyway @spagheddiediaz @rainbow-nerdss @sunshinediaz @giddyupbuck @epicbuddieficrecs @pirrusstuff @spotsandsocks @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @hoodie-buck @nmcggg @jesuisici33 @exhuastedpigeon @rogerzsteven @hippolotamus @disasterbuckdiaz @honestlydarkprincess @theotherbuckley @fortheloveofbuddie @steadfastsaturnsrings @tizniz @daffi-990

[toy-pigeon]

happy sycamore sundayyyyyy! heres a redscale sycamore sketch i did - overusing overlay layers as usual

[sorryimlatecapt]

first lines of 2025

i don't think i've been that open about actually writing every now and then aside from my usual yapping in the tags, but. yesterday i was overcome with the need to write again and so, this happened. i'm not one to ever feel proud of my ideas or what i put to paper, but one thing i promised myself is that this year i'm gonna post things and not feel embarrassed about them. so. this is my first attempt at that!

God, Buck had missed him so much. And now Tommy was close enough that Buck made the conscious decision to ignore the heaviness in his limbs. He wanted to touch him, to hold him close and feel his skin under his fingertips again. His fingertips that were now settling on Tommy's chest, light to start but soon enough giving way for him to splay his entire palm over Tommy's heart, determined to feel it claiming its rightful place underneath. It was beating exactly the way a functioning human heart should beat, nothing out of the ordinary, yet feeling it below thread-bare plum or burgundy cotton made Buck think of tractor beams and being beckoned to where you belong. And maybe he could decide he belonged right here, in this moment. Almost in a kitchen of an open floor plan apartment, standing between the stairs and his dining table, his hair brushed away by an impossibly large hand that then fell to cradle his cheek, part of a man a most unexpected presence in his life. Maybe this was the truth of coming home. Maybe this was what belonging felt like. He couldn't remember how they got here, but maybe he really had just overexerted himself at work and his brain hadn't come back online yet. Maybe it didn't matter, because Tommy was here. Maybe them breaking up and Buck finally giving up baking after a hundred something breads and different goods had been the bad dream the entire time. Maybe this was the universe finally, finally granting him solace. Ease.

non-pressure tagging some lovely people under the cut, let me know if you want me to tag you too when i post the whole thing <3

again, no pressure at all. this is more so there are some real people knowing this is going on because maybe then the pressure i will inevitably put on myself will give me enough motivation to finish this eventually ✌️🥲

@apassingbird, @kinardbuckleys, @dadbodbuck, @newtkelly, @violetchachkii @hipsterdarcy, @zainclaw, @babygirltommykinard, @ohithankyou

[skibasyndrome]

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[genshin-projection]

i took a few liberties but... Sunday-inspired playlist!

some highlights:

master of the heavenly yard (off-vocal) (mothy/akuno-P)

portrait of the pirate F (hitoshizuku-p)

rock in god's shoe (sushi soucy)

worst case scenario (the hoosiers)

but never a key (dirt poor robins)

hello my old heart (the oh hellos)

rule #35 - microphone (fish in a birdcage)

into the unknown (over the garden wall)

collared (vane lily)

taixu (sasakure.uk , lasah)

ship in a bottle (fin)

a couple ender lilies OSTs

a few omori OSTs

a few hsr (penacony) OSTs

[lacnunga]

In the wake of the IA situation, I've seen a lot more posts circulating about using your local library and I just. Sigh

[pardonmydelays]

god i love sundays

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

musicians should make it a point to have daylight shows instead of only nighttime concerts, send tweet

[volivolition]

prepping for my Bonus Days. i love tutorial agent lmao

[jichanxo]

whoops i forgot about... sunday six (senseific edition)

tags: @four-white-trees @passthroughtime @overdevelopedglasses @skysquid22 @mike----wazowski

yagami and kitakata decide to go eat out together.

Kitakata agreed. “Yeah, can’t imagine I’d be in the mood to cook.”

Yagami made a point of rolling his eyes. “Don’t act better than you are. You don’t cook. I’ve seen your kitchen.”

Kitakata frowned, putting his hands on his hips. “You don’t know me just from that.”

Yagami ignored the obvious provocation. “What do you want to eat?”

“Depends. Are you buying?”

[totallynotsomeone]

No bcs why is one of my fic drafts a fic of them meeting in Church 😭😭😭😭 like Miles becoming an Altar Server and Sunday School volunteer while Gwen becomes the choir pianist what am I doing 😭😭😭