#Sorry Tommy.
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catmomjudy · 5 months ago
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You know, I have nothing against Tommy. I’m kind of neutral about the whole thing.
But I guess I’ve reverted to my previous state since the season ended because I kind of keep forgetting about him.
Oops.
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shittysawtraps · 2 months ago
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it’s october which means you all have to tell me your halloween costumes now
i’ll go first, i’m doing poison ivy (photo from comic con today, disregard tommy wiseau)
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cyani07 · 4 months ago
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ctommys
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sethdomain · 6 months ago
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idk
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moeyoon · 5 months ago
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Cowboy BuckTommy 🤠
also if you have any requests you can dm me, i'll appreciate it
i'm not a professional artist but i want to learning and practice more !
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vanmarkus · 6 months ago
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🌈 HAPPY PRIDE FROM THE QUEERS OF 9-1-1 🌈
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lengthofropes · 5 months ago
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mr. Bunard & mr. Kickley incorrect quotes ™️ [series] - 5/? [classic memes edition]
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chirp-featherfowl · 4 months ago
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SOMEBODY GET TOMMY THAT MACE
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tommyohnosworld · 5 months ago
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subby me is coming out strong right now
want a girl to fuck me with her fingers, my back against the pebbles that are her nipples
want a girl to put her fingers in my mouth and let me fuck them
want a girl to choke me and pull my hair
want a girl to play with my nipples until i cum, even if i don’t believe i can do it, she believes i can so ill try
want a girl to tease my clit because she knows i love foreplay and it makes me feel the most subby
want a girl to expose my voice kink, voicing every little thing she’s going to do to me, watching me get more sensitive and loud the more she speaks
want a girl to slowly fuck me with her strap, her smallest one because she knows i’m scared of her bigger ones
want a girl to let me call her mommy, in a scene or out of one when i’m feeling vulnerable or particularly anxious
want a girl to make me cum after days of denial for bratting off
want a girl to make me cum again and again and again even if i’m practically ripping the bedsheets from overstimulation
want a girl to let me go into subspace and have a no-sex night. just romantic, sensual gestures that make me feel like i don’t need to think-she’ll do it for me
want a girl to not embarrass me when i get overly excited during a make-out session-where my mouth gets a bit wet from saliva. i want her to find it okay and not correct me for my behavior
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sluttybibuck · 17 days ago
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but it's gonna be alright i did my time.....
(watch in 4k)
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bugboybuck · 6 months ago
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i have received more visions from the heavens
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cyani07 · 7 months ago
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colored some sketches
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goodiecornbread · 8 months ago
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To Buck, Christopher always talks about Tommy.
To Tommy, Christopher always talks about Buck.
But he's not talking about Maisol to anybody.
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chronicowboy · 7 months ago
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Buck tucks them away in a corner when the mingling begins. They're stood far too close to be decent, Buck pressed up against the hard lines of his date with little care for anything besides being close, close, close. But in his defence, Tommy had taken his turnout coat off somewhere along the way which means he's stood there in a too-tight LAFD tee straining against his biceps and those suspenders Buck has always found more than a little maddening. So, really, it's only right to tuck his hands beneath one of the straps to pull Tommy even closer. And Tommy goes easily, smiling wide enough that it brightens his whole face as he presses Buck a little more firmly into the wall at his back.
"That was good. That was really good, right?" Buck breathes, his own smile making his cheeks ache.
He's horny, yeah, his boyfriend is incredibly hot. And, Jesus, the noise he'd made in the lobby—Buck can't wait to wring more of those noises from him. Mostly, Tommy just looks so stunningly happy to be there with him. So, yeah, he's a little amped up. But he's mostly just giddy. No, happy. He's just happy. Because everyone he loves knows who he is, knows who he's with. And he's just really fucking happy.
"How do you think they knew?" Buck asks then, still a little breathless just from Tommy's closeness, from the way he ducks just a little so their noses brush like they're in their own little bubble. "Like they all just seemed to know. I didn't even get to introduce you as my date." Tommy's eyes do something then, the crinkles at the corners smoothing out as they melt into something so fond Buck's stomach somersaults with it. "I mean, Hen I get. Her gaydar is killer. Like astounding. But Chimney?" Buck's eyebrows furrow, but it couldn't be called a frown for the smile still tugging at his lips. "Do you think he just saw how happy I was—"
"Evan," Tommy says softly. Buck snaps his mouth shut at the look on Tommy's face, all indulgence, downright smitten, if Buck had to take a guess it's probably the same look reflected on his own face.
Tommy reaches up to cup his face, swiping gentle, reverent thumbs over Buck's stubbled cheeks, smile twitching with bitten-back amusement. He pulls his hands away then, freshly cleaned palms coming away sooty.
"Oh," Buck murmurs, face flooding with heat. So, that's how they knew. Makes sense.
"I'm sure they saw how happy you were too." Tommy nudges their noses together again, a gentle little nuzzle that makes Buck's body fizz from head to toes, but there's something hesitant to it that has his eyes flickering back and forth between Tommy's. "You're happy, yeah?"
"Yeah." Buck nods just to feel their noses brush again. "Really, really unbelievably happy, Tommy."
And if Tommy's smile had been beautiful before, this one is radiant as the fucking sun. Buck almost wants to shield his eyes from it, except he doesn't. Not at all. He wants to map every inch of it and remember it forever.
"Good," Tommy breathes out. "Good, that's really good." One of his big hands finds Buck's hip, settles there and squeezes just tight enough to make Buck fizz again. "I'm happy too."
Oh.
Oh.
That's nice. That's really fucking nice.
They have to get out of this very crowded hallway immediately.
Buck lets his smile shift into a smirk and sways forward into Tommy's space. He doesn't look at Tommy's eyes as he does it, zeroed in on those lips that Buck could happily spend the rest of his life getting to know inside and out.
"Hm," Buck hums, pushing far enough forward that Tommy stumbles back a step. "We should probably go and get cleaned up, huh?" He extracts himself from Tommy's arms with only the slightest bit of difficulty, leaving one hand wrapped around his suspenders to drag Tommy along with a raised eyebrow.
Buck isn't entirely sure, but he think there's a little bit of pink underneath the soot on Tommy's face. It makes him even happier.
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morganbritton132 · 8 months ago
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How else has Steve used crying on demand for evil?
Eddie, shouting: Stevie, C’mere! The people want to know what evil you use your crying powers for
Steve: Uh…when I was a kid, my parents-
Eddie, immediately regretting asking if its going to bring up his parents: Oh god
Steve: So like my parents always wanted us to be perfect when we were out in public. Especially at benefits for the mayor and
Steve, tearing up: If your eyes get a little watery
Steve, lip wobbling: And you do that I’m-about-to-cry thing with your bottom lip
Steve, voice cracking: And your voice breaks just a little when you talk
Steve, going back to not looking like he’s about to cry: You get the big slice of chocolate cake with chocolate icing that you wanted and no one complains about it being messy until after you get home.
Eddie: That’s not using your powers for evil. That’s getting one over on people that suck. That’s a good thing.
Steve: One time I was mad at Tommy so I went to his house when he wasn’t there and bawled my eyes out to his mom and said he was being mean to me even though he wasn’t, and then he couldn’t go on the end of year field trip in sixth grade.
Steve: I had my first kiss on that trip
Eddie: With who?
Steve:
Steve: His wife
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ebdaydreamer · 8 months ago
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Buck at the start of 7x04:
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Buck, 5 minutes later:
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