v: okay. first of all, why was there a hooker’s tit in my baby’s mouth?
kev: alright, with the hooker, it’s svetlana.
i love it when shameless characters actually treat sex workers like people and not objects😍
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In some tags you said you've been thinking about early seasons Buck. Do you mind expanding on that? =))
ahh it's nothing substantial, i'm afraid!!! i was mostly just thinking about how much he's visibly grown up since s1/2???? like, in a way i feel as if oliver's appearance has changed the most since the show started? which i guess makes sense considering he's the youngest adult cast member but god like!!! i look at buck now and that's a man, obviously. but it really just emphasises how young buck actually looked in s1-3??????? from the wide eyes to the clean cut to lack of stubble (and also oliver is just bigger now too than he was back then). and you know this is ofc down to the fact that oliver stark is a human man who gets older every year but something something you could also read it as showing the progression of how the job has changed/impacted buck, y'know?????
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@subduedrebel
Nathan's eyes tried to focus, but when they did that, he could tell it was light outside. When the hell had that happened? This also wasn't his bed. That was a newer feeling than he was used to. It had been a while, since he hadn't woken up in his own bed. But then, he opened his eyes again and that was when he saw red...everywhere. Oh damn.
He had another thought, but all the alcohol that he had the night before didn't agree with him and he ran to the bathroom, freshened up even a little and crawled back into bed. That was the first time he had really gotten a chance to glance over at her.
Had he and Peyton really...did they go back down that familiar path?
Well, he had a vague flash of them crashing into her door, lips and tongues tangled together, and it had made sense. He took a deep breath. He hadn't done this with anyone but Haley in a long time, but it wasn't like she was coming back.
Jake was gone but Peyton still might punch him when he woke up. Instead, he just put two aspirin on her side of the bed and some water and just waited.
Damn, he was proud of himself. He could feel the marks on his back and she had said before, that he was good in bed.
What did it all mean? Hell if he knew? It didn't stop him from glancing under the sheet though, and moving slightly closer to her. Round 2 could be fun. Okay, it wouldn't be round 2, he figured. It was more like Round 5 but last night counted as one round.
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Ok the current podcast I’m listening to is discussing Sam and dean’s sexualities, and while it’s an interesting conversation, even if I don’t agree with the dean takes, I gotta loop back around to what I always come back to with Sam.
in this conversation, they’re discussing thus idea that dean pushes Sam towards women because there’s a part of him that is scared of what would happen with John if John found out that either one of them isn’t straight . And not to be like ‘sams obviously the queercoded character if there is one’ but like. I cannot stress this enough. That has already happened to Sam.
Sams fight with John is functionally exactly that scenario.
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runners three, four, five ready for business
(nature of business may vary)
thank you @lime-pigeon for letting me pinch your five!!
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@sanitatcm ;; liked for a starter
Daniel had started the day full of energy. They were using the Stargate to help people--and not the kind of help that involved violence. Just inoculating a few small towns populations against an illness that they'd been struggling with for generations, keeping them separate from the larger cities. On top of that, Daniel got to use his linguistic skills with a particularly interesting and complex language.
On the other hand, that meant that they were going to be left on the planet for a week with apparently the only people that could be spared: himself and the new guy on the medical staff. And by the end of the first 15 hours, that interesting and complex language was giving him a headache, and they were going to have to spend the night traveling to the next town on foot.
Once he's finally said goodbye to the last patient in one of the six dialects in this one fairly small town he takes a deep breath and squeezes the bridge of his nose. "Y'know, if they were trading us bombs for this, we would've had a team of twenty and a month to get this done at a reasonable pace."
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