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ronmanmob · 7 months ago
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The bar gremlin is back. All big eyes and sly grins when things slow down enough to permit the barman a moment to chat away. She comes in enough to be considered a regular ~a vodka tonic or the occasional sea breeze~ and their circles overlap often with the people they share in common. She's mostly harmless, isn't she? Except the way she leans across the bar, something cherry-syrup sweet in her voice as she stage whispers in his direction. "So...how's ya firs' kiss wi' Baz, den?"
First Kiss Meme
"Oh my darlin'-" Ron enthused, well-used to the visits of this specific bar gremlin; sweet and harmless despite how her questions sometimes veered into territory most private. Despite how this one most definitely had though, he turned from his work shining newly cleaned glasses and poured every ounce of charm and welcome into how he approached her - all open body language, smiling eyes and lips and the flash of teeth as he came near; leant his weight into the bar; made to confide--
"It was gorgeous--"
It was in the locker room of Baz's gym. They'd fallen into a routine after work, after training; Ron tending to Baz's wrists, hands and forearms; each joint salved with Tiger Balm; each tendon and muscle warmed, carefully stretched and massaged; wounds cleaned and dressed.
"--Soft-"
Not a word was spoke between them; between Ron and his aspiring champion. They didn't speak much by nature anyway - not either man. And they found in each other a kind of understanding that meant they didn't need to, to be understood. A look did it. A change in pressure where they touched - Ron sat as he was on a low stool between Baz's knees so he could best reach where he needed to reach.
"--Came natural-"
And it had. Come natural. It'd almost come natural more than once the last few days. Tiny moments spent gathering courage. Little testing leans in, little tilts of the head toward each other, little...chanced braveries that'd either been bottled or interrupted, but not this one. Not this time.
"--Took me breaf away-"
Not a superlative. After dancing round each other for as long as they had, feeling their way closer inch by inch, time by time-- When they found themselves alone at last, leant close as the work Ron was doing required, all it'd taken was a tilt of the head. Each of them had at once, though the synchronicity was accidental. Perhaps a thought had come on that needed words to express right. Perhaps they'd wanted a better look at each other. Perhaps, perhaps...It didn't matter. That first tilt, they both pulled up short; noses brushing, a hushed-
-Sorry-
-escaping one of them, though which...It didn't matter. The other shook his head, then tilted it purposefully to turn that just-gone brush into a nuzzle. They both smiled in millimetres, listed closer as if drawn by gravity. Between them, another word-
-Please-
-and that tore it. Their lips met, and all Ron knew then beyond Bastian's taste was the ecstatic weight of want-come-relief-come-affection that settled right the way through him. It--
"--It was..."
Ron caught the words he might've said, closing his eyes a moment and shaking his head. When he focused on his bar gremlin again, his expression was soft with the affection he felt for the man he'd been talking about.
"--'Ee's...a fuckin' joy, luv. 'Onestly."
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thecooler · 4 months ago
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They should invent a falling asleep that is easy
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manny-jacinto · 1 year ago
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legend 🙌
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intriga-hounds · 2 months ago
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it’s bazzy’s favorite day of the week!!! SMELLING DAY!!!! he finished a 5 minute, 6 hide search in 3 minutes today!! talented!!!!!
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thedgeofsleep · 1 year ago
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Hugs from Bonnie, Chica, and Freddy!
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dozydawn · 11 months ago
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“Palestinian girl runs through a row of Israeli soldiers in Jerusalem's Old City.”
Photographed by Patrick Baz, 1990.
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christian-satines · 2 months ago
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Nicole Kidman and Ewan McGregor during dance rehearsals for MOULIN ROUGE!
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danceblr · 7 months ago
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Young hearts run free.
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buffysummers · 8 months ago
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Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months. And then, one not-so-very special day, I went to my typewriter, I sat down, and I wrote our story. A story about a time, a story about a place, a story about the people. But above all things, a story about love. A love that will live forever. The End. Moulin Rouge! (2001) dir. Baz Luhrmann
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simon-pitch · 4 months ago
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he was crazy for that
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dailydccomics · 5 months ago
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 Nicola Scott’s “Through the Ages” covers
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ronmanmob · 8 months ago
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💚 + Baz
Green Hearts For Ships
"--man's b'come th'missin' piece'a me."
Every verse and incarnation of Ron and Bastian that I've been lucky enough to explore with darling Crow-mun has made me so warm in my heart even thinking about them (even the ones that do me ouch in a similar degree) that I'm smiling typing out this reply right this very merry second. Be they found as a pair'a lads with a common passion for boxing, as a wolf and the man who saved him from a poacher's snare or anything in between, their growing relationship is just an abject joy to witness.
Some of my favourite moments are the quiet ones - once upon a times where Ron's half asleep on Miss Wanda's couch in New York and then Suddenly Bastian -- there's body weight from chest to hips because his bestie-come-romantic-interest's come back from his shift at the gym and rest is the only thing he's wanting. The quiet ease of those moments, where there're no questions, no stress or toil, just the knowledge that their respective person's here and so everything's that bit easier just...
Yes.
100%, A*, Can't recommend them enough.
And Another Thing.
Another thing - Ron's relationship with Baz changes him, Ron, for the better. It lets him evolve as a person, especially in our boxer!verse. He doesn't become Baz's coach in that verse - man doesn't need a coach, he needs his brakes taking off - he becomes his training partner, his friend, his confidant, his space to vent as and when he needs it, his safety net when Thatch The Bastard decides to tighten the screws unbearably...His reason, as Miss Wanda says, to look up. It's a beautifully realised relationship with deep affection, deep roots at its centre.
Seriously Crow, I can't rate you highly enough for how beautifully you render Bastian and the world he lives in. Thank you for letting me be a part of that. You and darling Baz are very loved.
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thecooler · 6 months ago
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Feel free to specify in the tags :) if the animal is one that needs company assume you'd have multiple
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manny-jacinto · 1 year ago
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HAROLD PERRINEAU as Mercutio | ROMEO + JULIET (1996)
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intriga-hounds · 1 year ago
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bazzy eating Forbiddem Papers
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kidovna · 1 month ago
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thinking about him again
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