#Sorry for the typos

[almakrowan]

Here are the chibi tutorial so far, I'm going to be updating it in the future~ 🤗 ENJOY! INTRO

PEA CHIBI

BEAN CHIBI

(tbc...)

[eleanatevoit]

Alternative: Sylus has succumbed to his frenzy and when he wakes up, he's faced with absolute horror. 1.3k words. ─ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ─ A deathly silence reigned in the dim room. Dust slowly settled, dancing through the pale beam of artificial light. The air was heavy, thick with iron and remorse, as if the very space itself mourned in silence. In the center of the vast cage, Sylus stirred back to consciousness. He didn’t know how his awareness had returned—only that the first thing he saw were the cold metal bars enclosing him. As thoughts and memories began to resurface, his numb body sent a sharp reminder: the premeditated strike meant to bring down Ever, the fighting, the desperate cries for help— And you. You.

As though connected by instinct, both his mind and body reacted in tandem, his very being tethered to the thought of you. You must’ve escaped, just as he had planned should things go wrong. Nothing could’ve happened to you. You were capable, strong—you would have locked him in and walked away without looking back, exactly as he had begged you to do.

But then, as his fingers combed through his long, snowy hair, he froze. The scent of blood was far too close for comfort. Startled, he looked down at his right hand—slick with blood, from what appeared to be claw marks. Only one person could’ve done this to him. Alarms went off in his mind, screaming louder than any siren, as his crimson eyes searched the cage for something he dreaded finding.

And when his gaze landed on your motionless body, sprawled a few feet away, his heart stopped.

Maybe it was an illusion. Maybe you were unconscious. He had once possessed strength beyond comprehension, but his legs refused to move. His body no longer belonged to him—it was weighed down by lead. And still, that weight was nothing compared to the ice-cold terror that crawled up his spine when he realized your head wasn’t facing him. Not even slightly. That one detail sent him spiraling. It made it unbearable to determine whether this nightmare was real.

When he finally reached you, the first thing he noticed was the absence of your pulse. Your chest remained still—frozen in a breath you would never take again. Sylus’s heart thrashed in his chest, frenzied, uncontainable. Trembling, he reached out for you.

Your neck was red, marked with bruises—strangulation. He couldn’t bear to look. He couldn’t have. He would never have done this. Not to you. Not to the only light that had ever pierced his endless night. And yet… If a sound could express the breaking of a heart, Sylus was certain he heard it—deep within the hollows of his being. You were cold. No warmth remained. There was nothing left. Only the void.

Refusing reality, he pulled you into his arms. He held you as if his love alone could drag you back to life. He, the man always composed—calculating, restrained—was now a ruin of himself, desperately seeking life in your lifeless form.

He pressed your face to the curve of his neck, searching for a breath, a shiver—anything. But it was the chill of your skin, your nose, your cheeks, that finally shattered him. His crimson pupils widened in horror, and in the absolute silence, he stopped breathing—almost hoping your soul might return in place of his breath.

And then, everything he’d held back exploded.

His tears fell—heavy, unrelenting. They stained your body, the ground, the shame. He had killed you. It was him. No one else.

You, the woman he loved. You, for whom he would have kneeled without shame, obeying your every word. You, who had bloomed under his care, discovered your true self with him. You, whom he had dared to dream of loving. Now those same hands cradled your hair—so gently, as if tenderness could erase their crime.

What a cruel irony.

Perhaps it was guilt—or the desperate need for truth—that made him lift your face one last time. He took your features into his large hands with infinite care. You looked as though you were simply asleep. But the dried tears on your cheeks finished what was left of him. You had cried. He rested his forehead against yours, eyes closed, as though trying to fuse your memory with his.

What did you think in that final moment? Were you afraid? Did you despise what he had become? Did you hate him—for hurting you, despite every promise he made never to do so? And him—what expression had he worn as his hands closed around your neck? What kind of monster had you seen in his eyes before fading into nothing?

The more the thoughts swarmed him, the more tightly he held you. Sylus couldn’t let you go, as if your body might still summon back your soul. In his arms, you were so fragile—and he had been the one to destroy you, in the most brutal way imaginable. He loathed himself for being able to hold you like this, when he was the reason your body no longer breathed.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, brokenly—his voice cracking like something long unused. “I’m so sorry.”

This hadn’t been what he wanted. This wasn’t the future he had envisioned for you. He had sworn to protect you—to give you a gentle life, maybe even one that included him. Because deep down, Sylus had held the naïve hope that he could make you happy, even just for a moment. A year or two. A lifetime. Perhaps, somewhere, a monster like him could have brought you joy. But in the end, he had been your undoing.

A darker hatred began to swell inside him—for the world, for Ever, for his enemies. Pure resentment for his life, his presence in your life. He cursed himself. He despised himself for what he had done.

The agony twisted into rage. And when his gaze fell upon your weapon, still strapped to your thigh, a new thought emerged: He could end it all. Oh yes, he could. Life had no taste left. He wasn’t foolish—he knew he’d never forget you. Not ever.

But to die so easily—a bullet through the skull—would be too simple. Too merciful. It would be an insult to your pain, to the terror you must have felt as he tortured and strangled you.

His lifeless eyes locked on your face as his hand slowly removed your weapon and cast it away, beyond the cage’s bars. He slumped back, pressing his body to the cold metal, still holding you, refusing to let go. He would never release you, not as long as he remained in this cage. If death were to come by thirst, starvation, infection—so be it. He would welcome any form of death as long as—

As long as he could still live in the same world as you. Just one more time.

Maybe in another life, circumstances would be different. Maybe your meeting would bloom into love, mutual and soft—like the nights when you’d fall asleep beside him on the couch, lost in romantic comedies. Maybe then, he would love you as he should have.

Then perhaps he'd cherish you as he should and love you exactly as your heart and his would wish.

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Since then, it is said that the HQ of NightStrix HQ has been invaded and destroyed in order to build new structures for Linkon's future, unaware that beneath the rubble, two tangled souls still lay in their final farewell, frozen in the icy embrace of an aborted love. Their names faded from the record books, their faces from memory, but those who passed by the place spoke in hushed tones of how the nights there seemed longer than elsewhere, colder, as if silence itself were still mourning their tragedy.

And in that silence, somewhere, perhaps in the shadow of a memory or in the folds of a forgotten dream, your laughter still echoes in the heart of Sylus.

Because even though everything has been reduced to ashes—his future, his convictions, even the little humanity he had left—he still believes that your soul will come back for him. One day. In another life. Under different skies.

Maybe then, he'll love you the way he should have.

Without violence. Without chains. Without regrets.

[littlemarianah]

I have a headcannon that it was Peeta's mother who used to decorate the bakery's cakes before him.

She learned it as soon as she married the baker, and is kinda good at it.

Maybe that's why she's so picky about the cakes Peeta makes. "If I had done it..." is what she always says when is about to criticize him. But the truth is that the boy is so good that it's difficult to find something in his cakes to complain.

Peeta took his mother's artistic essence. She is good at crafts, always painting the bakery sign with elegant calligraphy, decorate them with flower designs.

Mrs. Mellark would be a good artist if it weren’t for her complete lack of imagination. For her the books are nonsense, and the illustrations are children’s drawings.

That’s why she didn’t let Peeta draw too much when he was growing up. “go do something useful.” She said “You will not learn to knead bread making doodles.”

She never wanted to be a baker, she never wanted the life she chose, but she knew it was the only way. Her father was a drunk, her mother was neurotic

She didn't choose her husband out of love. She chose him because he was stable, because he was disciplined, because he could be a good father. She didn't have children because she wanted to be a mother, but because she needed more hands to work.

The first was planned, the second tolerated, the third an accident.

After the games, when Peeta returned home, limping and with deep-set eyes. She went to visit him a few times in the victors village.

Peeta's house wasn't organized like she taught him to leave his room. Was a mess. His room was full of pages with scribbles, tubes of paint amd unfinished paintings. Art and more art, everywhere... Mrs. Mellark didn't even know that her son still painted. After he became a teenager, was good at hiding who he really was from his mother. She never saw him draw again, but the truth is that the little artist she tried to repress so much never stopped drawing.

Drawings of landscapes and places, many doodles from the small bakery where he grew up. Drawings of people, neighbors, customers, many drawings of the hunting girl. Peeta paints her much better than she really looks, without marks, without scars, without the frown she has. For Mrs. Mellark, it's just another sign of the madness her son has fallen into.

To the woman’s surprise, she find some drawings of herself, all unfinished. Peeta always seems to stop drawing when he get on her face. Lots and lots of unbedded scribbles of herself. She has always preferred to be feared than loved, to be the tough guy when her soft husband doesn’t have the courage to discipline his children. But it pains her to see that her husband’s drawings at least had the decency to be finished before being thrown into the pile of forgotten scribbles.

Peeta. Her youngest boy. Weak like his father, sentimental, scared, soft. She was perhaps a little heavy on him growing up. She saw how very fragile he was when he was little. He wasn't like his brothers, Peeta was always an outsider. And she always saw that... So she doesn't even try to scold him for the mess in his house.

After he came back to the games she could only see in him the small, scared boy who always tried to hide under her skirt when he was young. And with that memory, comes all the times she pushed him away and told him to become a man. That a six-year-old boy shouldn't cry like a soft girl.

But Mrs. Mellark regrets nothing, even if the memories make her uncomfortable. Was because of that he won the Hunger Games. She taught him to endure, she turned the weak boy into a grown man. She never apologized for that, even though her son hates her forever.

She didn't visit him much in the victor's village, but one of the few times she did, Peeta thought she would fill him with complaints about the dirty house. But she just does said:

"It's not because you're crippled that you have to stay inside this house all day, go sunbathe and open the curtains." And then she left a fresh loaf of bread on the kitchen table and when home.

That was it.

One of the last interactions Peeta had with his mother before she died. Buried under the rubble of the bakery that she fought her entire life to maintain, with the children she raised to become respectable bakers. Men enough to take care of their wives and children. Everything she fought for her entire life was left in ashes and the only one of the boys left was the one she never thought would prosper.

Peeta misses her sometimes.

He thinks his eldest daughter looks like her grandmother a bit. Big blue eyes and dimples on her cheeks. He sometimes thinks he even forgives his mom, not all the time, but sometimes. Peeta misses her discipline and resilience. Sometimes he wants to hear her voice telling him to stop whining and come back with his head held high.

Perhaps the only lesson she taught him and stuck with him until the end is that the Mellarks never give up. Every morning, they wake up early, turn on the oven and work until sunset. That the Mellarks are never content with little, that they never accept mediocrity.

So he teaches his children to lift their heads after a defeat, to try again after they fail. Because The Mellarks never give up.

[deliciousnecks]

The thing with this ending is that it is not much of an ending, this is why some storylines don't have a resolution, the big example being the one with the monster's wife, and this is because right now laszlo and colin are still looking for that head, there's just no documentary crew following them around to film this, and this can be applied to many other things. Like someone said in a post, they made the show in a way immortal, just like the vampires.

There's no conclusion to so many things because the lives of these vampires and their human is still going, and they're dealing with things we saw them dealing with even now that the cameras are away. They're still struggling with things we saw them struggle with, nandor probably with his depression, guillermo trying to find his place in the world, the guide wanting to fit in, nadja trying to learn more of the humans and getting another job, all these things are still going in their lives, just like one's own issues that don't get a resolution by the end of the year. And while I personally like this because it goes to show the message that the writers were trying to convey, which is that the vampires continue doing their shenanigans even when the cameras are off, at the same time I can see why some people don't like this, because we're used to getting a resolution, to getting closure, but this show did the opposite of that and I appreciate it, because I can't still see these idiots bickering about what we saw them bickering about in their living room throughout the seasons, which was the purpose of the ending.

This doesn't mean that guillermo, nor any other of the characters will not get their happy ending (whichever that is for you) eventually they will, we just won't be there to witness this. This is why nadja hypnotized the audience, to give us an ending, because there's no ending, this is the same reason why guillermo acts for the camera and acts like this is his good bye, but yet again, it's all an act, an ending for the cameras and the audience, but it's all fake, because their lives are still going.

There was not going to be emotional closure, because this is not a show, but a documentary allowing us see a glimpse of these vampire's lives and guillermo's life. And in like real life, one wouldn't resolve all emotional issues and what not in the span of two hours simply because a camera crew is leaving your house.

maybe one of these days guillermo will gain immortality by drinking some witches poison like someone mention and becomes a fucking powerful vampire killer, maybe laszlo and colin actually get to finish this bride, maybe nandor and guillermo actually get in some deep shit with the vampiric council for fucking, and maybe the guide and nadja do fuck too. we will never know if it happens, but we will know if it doesn't happen! (i personally choose to believe all this happens, but that's me!).

anyway! like I have been saying, it's ok not to like it, it's ok if you enjoyed it. just be respectful of everyone.

[wenellyb]

Please please please, someone talk to me about the way Buck's voice dropped when Tommy said "I can teach you" after Buck said he didn't know Muay Thai.

Buck's voice was so low when he said "is that going to be on the same day that the flying lessons?" Buck went into seduction mode....the fact that Rommy suggested the Muay Thai lessons, showed Buck that Tommy liked him too and wanted to spend time with him so it emboldened him into pursuing this seduction thing. It's just that he probably didn't realize that he was doing the seduction thing...he was just trying to spend more time with Tommy.

You know what, Buck might even have known he was trying to seduce Tommy, I don't know. What do you guys think?

Anyway, so Buck's voice gets low, and then Tommy's taking the bait so what does Buck do?? He decides to risk it all and admit to Tommy that he was trying to get his attention "Good, cause trying to get your attention is kind of exhausting". He wants Tommy to know that all his odd behavior was about him, and Tommy is too much of a dumb*ss [affectionnate] to get that Buck had been trying to say this from the start: "That's why I asked for a tour Tommy, I was trying to get to know".

[vzm]

question to all: if you have watched Howl's Moving Castle (2004, dir. Hayao Miyazaki):

[thequeenwechoose]

Alicent Hightower's blue green dress in 4k

[faustinio27]

Hi guys, I hope you're all doing well 💙

I said in a previous post that I won’t be really active here (like you probably noticed) and unfortunately, it might continue this way.

I'll try not to be too long on the personal stuff, but what I can say today is that I'm exhausted. The end of the school year was full of events and emotions, and I don’t have a summer break yet bc I'm now in internship. While I really enjoy what I'm doing, my mental health isn’t at the best. I don’t have time nor the motivation to draw or create anything at the end of the days. I started the pre production of my final year movie in team and I dedicate all my ideas, motivation, creativity and drawing into this project, and it will still be the case next year. So as much as I like HL, I'm starting to lose interest (more or less forcibly) as it isn’t my main priority. I'm glad to be in internship, to work on my last year movie on which I have a lot of hope, to learn a lot each days, but things are as they are: I'm exhausted.

I hope I can return here with new content, HL or original OCs, but right now I need a break and not force myself to do anything. I still have many ideas for my sillies characters, just don’t know when or if they’ll come out.

I miss you a lot 💙 take care ✨️

[golden28s]

no because i need to talk about mickey and ian's tiny little obsession with calling each other "mr milkovich" and "mr gallagher" idk how to explain it but it's like they've been waiting for so long that now they can't stop showing that they're each other's person, they can't stop talking about how they belong to each other, they need to keep telling the world that they're together.

Which reminds me of another silly little obsession but this time is just Mickey's obsession: the rings need to be visible. In the promise rings scene, in s10 when Ian goes to Byron's house to see Mickey and gives him this promise ring, he looks even more hurt when he sees that Ian wears his ring in a non visible place. It actually bothers him that no one can see, that no one will know that he has someone, that no one will see that he "belongs" to someone, that no one will know or Ian won't tell the world about him, about them. Like they're hiding again, like Mickey's hiding again. He notices he doesn’t have his ring in that one scene with Sandy where they're talking about the wedding, he notices and he even asks where is it.

The ring is not only a ring or the symbol of their marriage but also is them not hiding anymore and having sex in the back of a store, is them not living anymore in a constant state of anxiety and fear because what if they found them out, what if they knew about them. It's them telling the world that they're together, that they love each other, that they fought, screamed, cried, hurt each other, tried to elope and have a happy ending but it wasn't their moment and always found their way back and finally they made it.

It's Mickey not being ashamed anymore, it's Mickey being ridiculously proud of his husband, of what they have, of himself. It's Ian knowing Mickey is gonna love him unconditionally, it's Ian trying to not forget that he's worth loving, it's Ian allowing Mickey to take care of him and pretending he doesn't notice the little things he does for him because he's worried and he's an act of service type of person so he doesn't ask much, he does these little things.

So they're obsessed with the idea of telling the world they're free, they're in love, they're together and they vowed a forever. They just need the world to know they're Mr Gallagher and Mr Milkovich because for a long time they couldn't call each other "mine" and it felt like better times wouldn't come, like they would have to live in these shadows like a secret mission.

And now they're proudly in love in the daylight and it's the most exciting thing so they talk constantly about it and never stop looking at their rings, at each other in awe and adoration.

[solacecent]

one thing that irks me about how psychology talks about DID is that "there is one whole self" but what does that even mean? if you think about it from philosophical perspective there never is one true whole self. it's irritating because even people without DID can suddenly completely 180° change their lives and do whatever. like there never really is a "whole you" because people are always growing & changing!!!

[everbluekisses]

COMISSIONS OFICIALLY OPEN! THE GATES OF THE YAOI DUGEON WELCOME YOU, MY LIEGE.

hiii :> i am a hobby artist who does a lot of questionable yaoi art. but i prefer to call myself a devoted yaoi warrior.

THIS IS WHERE THE THINGS BEGAN.

i've wanted to open commissions for a long time to be honest... now, i managed to gather the resources and mental health to do it and i'm KICKING ON MY FEET JUMPING IN THE FORNITURE CLIMBING ON THE WALLS thank you all my oomfs for always cheering me up!

MORE DETAILS ABOUT MY COMISSIONS BELLOW ( =＾ω＾)

[bigeatz]

Climber x Reader Hcs

It’s been like two years since I’ve posted on this account oops 😭!! Anyways here’s y’all’s once a year content loll

The Climber is extremely affectionate and clingy, To the point it’s almost difficult for you to do things while he’s around. The mannequin is constantly atop of you and always touching you. He loves being able to hold your hands or snuggle up to you whenever possible.

Climber can’t exactly give you kisses since he doesn’t have a real mouth,but that doesn’t stop him from trying. He’ll often press his face into your cheek or lips to simulate a kiss, just trying his best to be affectionate with you. While it does make him flustered he’ll ask you for kisses frequently, he’ll get pouty when you don’t provide them to him but completely understands.

Dude is the definition of a snuggle bug. He loves being able to cuddle you and love on you when the two of you are alone. Just being able to relax in your arms or hug you from behind brings him so much joy. You could be scrolling on your phone or typing away on your laptop and he’d be snuggled up to your side; just holding you and enjoying your presence.

Due to his limited vocabulary he isn’t exactly the best with pet names. He’ll try his hardest learn for you; often going to Mr.Jack or TG for advice.

Pet names he would call you: Baby, Sweetie, babe and sweetheart.

Climber is very into “acts of service” with his partner. Since he wants to make himself useful he’ll try to do everything he possibly can to make you happy. Getting you gifts such as stuffed animals from the carnival games around the amusement park, flowers or any trinkets he can get his hands on.

Just like Karl, Climber is extremely protective of you. If it ever seems like you’re in any danger at all he’ll put himself in between you and whatever he’s deemed as a threat. He understands how fragile humans can be so he’s always worried about your wellbeing.

When you eventually have to end up leaving the park the Climber will get extremely upset. Often begging you to not leave him with holding you tightly against him. The only way he’ll end up letting you go is when you promise to come and see him again. Which you would do regardless.

Sorry for the literal 2 year gap between my posts 😭I’m thinking abt making a post for Mr.Jack next!!

[palepersonaturtle]

Rewatching some scenes of Shinyu and Hongjo and i have to say their realtionship progression after they started dating in ep 11 is so well written i mean yes it is not perfect but it is near perfect for me.

Especially the fact that it is not only that they are in love with each other but there is desire/passion(sexual) in between them which is expressed not only by their actions but also by their words which imo many kdramas lack in that part. And i am glad that the writers didnt shy away in showing us the sexual tension between the couple in their realtionship.

And it is right from ep4 okay when shinyu was like "if it is not kiss that can break the curse then is it...?" Shinyu was down bad horny okay.

One more example is that noncon kiss in ep7. I mean yes that was problematic and he deserved to be punched. But he was eager to show his feelings and desire to hongjo and wanted to know how she felt about him. Also his imaginary kiss and bed scene

And most importantly this desire was mutual. Hongjo was attracted to him too. She very much gave into that kiss in ep6 but alas shinyu slept. She was frustrated. The next day she is like "you were terrible at it"

And it gets more interesting when start dating

They are comfortable enough to sleep in the same bed the same night they get into relationship. Hong jo very much wanted to be with him you can see how she was frustrated when he didnt come to her room. Also love the way Shinyu was testing the waters with the whole "if you say another word i wont stay still..." dialogue. See she was shy but not scared of it.

And throughout ep11 and ep12 we can see that their is a mutual sexual tension between them. Also i love how Hong jo is able to show her desire too. She actively asks kisses from him, tries to seduce him in his office which shows that being single all through her doesnt mean she has to be naive in the physical intimacy part of their relationship. Yes as her first time in a relationship she gets shy and giddy but she has desires and she is very much aware about it too.

About, their breakup, i know people were like there comes the noble idiocy of ep13 but i actually enjoyed it. It is the way they showcased their longing for each other. Particularly, when shinyu gets drunk. It is the way he hugged her, nuzzled into her neck and smelled her. He not only missed her emotionally but also missed their hugs and kisses. And same for hong jo too that little smile she gives before being sad again and the way she gave into that hug. She indulges him not only for him but also for herself.

And so for me their reunion was much more sweeter and earned because the curse is gone now the main barrier between their relationship.

That spiderman kiss on the couch. Many people are like hong jo got shy. But i personally felt that she (and him too btw) actually was so turned on at that point that if she hadnt stopped it would have escalated into some thing more and which wasnt good for shinyu since he was injured. Same when they were sleeping together, look at the way hong jo is smiling and shinyu's gaze lingers on her lips.

Now on to the main lovemaking scene. That was planned mutually by them okay i mean not verbally but they both knew what was gonna happen and they both wanted it. Their phone conversation says it all. Also the way he was like "take your time to change" and then she comes wearing his white shirt when could have wore any comfortable tshirt of his. They didnt knew it was gonna happen right at that moment but tgey knew they knew that this was the night. And i loved that because it was consensual and it wasnt just heat of the moment. It felt very much earned and sweeter.

And throughout ep16 we can see that how much they both enjoy the physical intimacy and are pretty much normal about it now. Him saying that he cannot sleep w/o her. She jumping on him taking charge. It all feels natural with them

Lastly, it also shows the contrast with the relationship shinyu had with nayeon. You see he never felt any attraction towards her that he never felt the need to even hold her hands.

[temporaryusername2015]

"You are pawns, not partners. Your purpose served, you will be sacrificed."

The Deadly Alliance in MK 1 (2023) Part (2/12) : Victims of Deception

The Master Post (X)

Sorry for the typo

[drpoisonoaky]

remember this?

I fought back my own tears and wrote this:

[wenellyb]

I have nothing against Buddie, quite the opposite, I think it's a very cute ship but in the show, I see them as platonic.

Anyone who follows my blog knows that I love to make parallels between shows and Buck and Eddie make think of Will and Gunnar in Nashville.

They're best friends, share an incredible bond and at one point they even raised a kid together (with Avery). They have shared so many scenes that could be seen as ambiguous but they're not, because that's how best friends act. Because are you even best friends you've never had someone assume you and your best friend were dating?

But they're not dating, they have the strongest bond and have always been there for eachother, but their relationship has never been romantic.

That's how I see Buck and Eddie's relationship.

The reason I'm saying this is because I feel like Buck would have went for it if he had wanted to be with Eddie. He would have been more obvious.

He didn't have any problem doing it when he was interested in other men. He might have done it in a clumsy way or acted like didn't know exactly how to proceed but he "went for it" anyway...

Exhibit A: Buck was hitting on TK in the 9-1-1/9-1-1 Lone Star crossover. Buck didn't say "we should meet up" or "catch up", he said "we should get together". And he didnt say it to the whole group. He waited for a moment when they were both alone.

That's why TK thought Buck was hitting on him, because he was.

Same with Tommy. Buck was flirting with Tommy way before their moment in the kitchen.

Exhibit B: Buck admitted that he asked Tommy for a tour because he wanted to get to know him, he even asked Tommy out, after the tour. He didn't say "we should grab a beer" or "do you want to go out for drinks", he said "you should let me buy you a beer". That man was trying to get a date.

And then in Buck's kitchen, when Tommy still wouldn't get it, Buck told him point blank that he was trying to get his attention.

I really think Buck knows what he wants even if he's a little confused about how to get there. And I never really felt like he wanted to go there with Eddie. Buck and Eddie are each other's person but it doesn't always have to be romantic.