#MY BOOOOOYYS

[rufwooff]

RUFF AHHH LATE HAPPY BDAY I MAD THIS FOR U RQ HOPE U HAD A GOOD DAY‼️‼️

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[o-sunny-day]

Gang…how does Jax. feel about Caine. IM AFRAID THATLL NEVER BE ANSWERED CAUSE-

wheres Caine ep :(

Jax is so spiteful and angry, but he never directs any of that to THE DUDE WHO HYPOTHETICALLY IS KEEPING THEM HERE

ofc you could chalk that up to him not wanting to make the literal god of their world angry, but Jax said himself that doing anything malicious is “not in his (Caines) nature” like clearly he isnt afraid so….. If you have any ideas comment down below and don’t forget to hit the bell and that subscribe bell and that other bell over there and why not the one above your head for good measure and also the

[britney-rosberg06]

P11111111

[linkedin-offficial]

I LOVE YOUUUUUUUU GOOOOOOOOSEEEEEEEEE

JUMPING OFF THE WALLS REGICIDE CRUSADE I LOVE U

Possible convincing of BuzzBuzz giggles kicks my feet

Audio: The Producers Fountain Scene

BuzzBuzz - @awful-little-goose Hero - @linkedin-offficial !!!

And of course this is @sm-baby ‘s Carnival AU!

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[30somethingautisticteacher]

Challenge accepted @judymarch15! Fair warning this ended up kind of sad.

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"Plink, plink, plink."

What the hell was that? Tommy thought as he awoke, heart racing. Years in the army and at the firehouse had made him an incredibly light sleeper. Before he could investigate, a second noise reached his ears:

"I don't want another pretty faaaace... I don' wan just anyone to hollldd... don wan my love to go to waaaaste... I wan you and your beautiful soooouul."

Evan. Tommy's chest tightened as he walked to the front door. "Buck? What's going on out here? Were you throwing rocks at my window?"

Tommy spotted a large Bluetooth speaker in Buck's hand blaring Jesse McCartney. In the dim streetlight, he could see the tears on Buck's face.

"Tommy," he slurred, swaying slightly. "I'm so sad. I needed to get your attention."

"Well, you have it now," Tommy said carefully. "Let's go inside."

"I don't wan anyone else, T'mmy." The pain in Buck's voice was unmistakable.

The music changed just as one of his neighbors emerged. "Shut him up, Tommy! I got a newborn over here!"

"I'm sorry, Cynthia. I'm taking him inside," Tommy called over his shoulder.

"I'm not as strong as Hilary Duff, Tommy," Buck continued, his voice breaking.

"You're not what?" Tommy said, puzzled.

"Haven't you heard? She's gonna be ookaaay..." Buck's voice cracked. "That's not me. I don't want us to be So Yesterday."

Tommy's heart clenched as he recognized the song. "Buck, come inside."

"Ev'n... it's Ev'n... I'm Ev'n, Tommy. Did you forget?" Buck shouted, hurt evident in every word.

"Evan, you need to quiet down and turn off the music," Tommy cautioned.

The music switched again. "I kissed a boooooyy and I liiiiiked it," Buck sang, tears streaming down his face.

"You leave me no choice," Tommy said, grabbing him gently and throwing him over his shoulder. He placed him carefully on the couch. "Sleep, Evan. We'll talk about this tomorrow. Without the musical accompaniment."

"Ok. And Tommy?" Buck said, his voice small.

"Yes?"

"I don't wanna say Bye Bye Bye," he whispered.

Tommy's throat tightened. "Good night, Evan."

"Good night, Tommy."

[puddleorganism]

MY BOOOOOYY!!!! HE DID IT!!!!!!! 💥💥💥💥

Alt under the cut

[artlesscomedic]

MY BOOOOOYY

[spaceratprodigy]

NEW WYCB UPDATE JUST DROPPED!! GO READ MY FRIEND'S FIC RN I LOVE HER SM!

Also? Have you read the previous chapter? 🤨 Maybe you should. Maybe there's even some art at the end of it made by yours truly.

Summaries:

Cats poetry night, swing dancing, home-brewed beer. What could go wrong?

clears my throat and smiles innocently

surprise!!! two new chapters!!!!!!!!!!! deacon and charmer hang out with the atom cats a whole bunch and then... uh... some other stuff happens too :) pls make sure to read the notes at the end of 25/the beginning of 26 as they r important!!!!

im not returning to weekly posting yet just because ~life~ and i want to be able to devote the time and effort to this fic that it deserves bc i love it very much, but again, they'll be back!! but exactly where they go from here......... well, who's to say

as always, the link above will take u to the most recent chapter (25) and this one will take you to the beginning :3 enjoy!!!

[punkinspice]

PRIME SONIC IS OUR TRUE ADHD ICON AND I ADORE HIM SO MUCH FOR IT

[choi-taeyang]

[ashtxeman]

IT'S MIINE IT'S MINE IT'S CERTAINLY MIIIIIINE IT BELONGS TO MY BOOOOOYY🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥‼️‼️‼️‼️

shout out to my only two mutuals online rn. how r u two doin this black friday

[scrunklyyokkie]

there he is!! your local trashmouth

[niallynwa]

Niall: speaks Spanish or Italian

Me: 

[ziorre]

I just want to take her finger and stick it deep in one place, and then pick up little Johnny and run away with him from all this shit...

[odtherat]

SMILING THE WHILE TIME READING THIS

GIGGLING SO DAMN MUCH

THEY ARE THE BABY GAYS

MY BOOOOOYYS

A poem

Melvin made his way into the treehouse as George and Harold kept on yelling on how they need to find the lizard.

"What to do, what to do..."

Good god, this place is a mess. I know they aren't the cleanest of people, but I expected better. Might as well clean up for them.

As he started cleaning up, he noticed a balled up piece of paper near the trashcan.

Oh really, they couldn't even put it in? I'll need to talk with them about actually cleaning up once in a while-

He than noticed writing on it. George's writing.

"... Why would he throw away something that he wrote? I'm sure it had to be a mistake. I need to check first, though."

Melvin carefully de-balled the paper, trying not to rip it anymore than it probably already has been.

".. Ooooh, a poem! I'm sure he wouldn't mind if I read it, right?"

On the crinkled paper, it reads this:

In a world of fools, I found my joy, Falling in love with that smartass ginger-haired boy. With freckles like stars, and a mischievous grin, His wit sliced threw the walls of my heart, letting him in.

In my heart he remains, a flame that won't expire, That smartass ginger-haired boy, my enteral desire.

-George B.

As he was reading it, his confused look suddenly turned to shock, becoming redder the more he read through it. He placed the poem down, needing a moment to think.

W-what?! I-is this really about me of all people?? There's no way, there's no way... but.. he hasn't met anyone else who is like how he describes...

As time went on, he became more red. But than, after some more thought, he started giggling. Giggling to himself about this. He can't believe that this is actually real, but it is. He is very shocked, but also very happy. The happiest he has ever been. While still giggling to himself, he picks the paper back up and carefully folds it to where he can put it in his pocket. As he was placing it in his pocket, he heard his name be called out.

"MELVIN, WE FINALLY CAUGHT THE BUGGER! YOU WANNA SEE HIM?"

"... Sure, why not."

(OKAY SO THE POEM WAS ACTUALLY WRITTEN BY @odtherat SO THANK YOU FOR THAT BESTIE!!!)

[i-am-spider-man]

EXCUSE YOU TROYE WTF

ANIMAL IS SO. GOOD. IM. CRYING.

FUCK.