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Daisy Edgar-Jones as Kate in Twisters (2024)

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7x04 ✦ 7x06 ✦ 8x06

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Someone sent you a gift! I wonder what it is…

Surprise! You’ve been nice this year, so you deserve a Red Velvet Gift Box Cake !

Wishing you a Merry Lou-Mas and BuckTommy New Year! ✨-kinardevans

Enjoy and happy holidays! We hope your new year is full of joy~

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LOU FERRIGNO JR. as Donovan Rocker S.W.A.T. — 1.09 “Blindspots”

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The Diary Of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 4: 1944-1947 | Anaïs Nin

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tommy who absolutely jumps at the opportunity to do nice things for people (maybe one day he'll stop feeling like he has things - start with his existence and work down - to make up for). tommy who is so delighted to have the opportunity to be A Good Boyfriend because when has he had the chance to do that before? tommy taking every chance that he gets to look after evan and spoil him and treat him gently.

tommy, who cannot for a second fathom that he needs to let evan do the same - that evan would do it, and would relish in it just as much as tommy does. tommy who doesn't realise he's depriving evan of that, of chances to know him better, see him better.

tommy who never sees the traps he sets for himself until after they spring. tommy realising after he's blown up the best thing that ever happened to him because of a sudden, overwhelming fear that evan didn't know him that, oh. there's another one. that's on him.

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heyyy it’s that sex flashback anon again. although tbh you have no way of certifiably knowing so I hope you can trust the vibes hehehe

anyway. Buck is a little more allowing with the whole “pet names are now turning me on in public” because he’s a freak who’s simmering on low heat most of the time, anyway. and he doesn’t bother to bring it up because obviously, he’s going to just think it’s a problem with his own horniness instead, not anything that Tommy’s willfully trying to do. so he’s very c’est la hard-on about it. But also, because it’s buck, he doesn’t necessarily view this being a two-way street — his boyfriend’s so cool and collected, and he pretty much remains so when he jokingly (or endearingly) uses daddy in casual context. he’s too concerned with other matters when Tommy rails him onto any conceivable surface when they’re alone after the fact. 

Tommy, however. He’s hot under the neck and likes to stay controlled when he’s in public. obviously, he’s never not stifling how obsessed he is with his baby, but he does prefer…hard lines. No pun intended. So one night when they’re washing the dishes — after they invited over Maddie and chim for dinner, and there’d been a moment in the kitchen when it’d been just the two of them and buck murmured, “I think you were totally right in that conversation about Scanners, baby” (referring to the old sci-fi film that Tommy and chim were in impassioned discussion about, buck had never seen the movie of course) before he’d ambled away and Tommy was left with approximately no blood left in his brain. So once everyone’s left, he just sort of has to level with Evan and be like, “honey, baby, I can’t have you calling me daddy outside the bed.” 

Buck is sort of crestfallen. He thought he was being fun and flirty, and he really enjoyed the non-bedroom days they’d spend together where he’d get to do things under the daddy context. He thinks this is like, a misunderstanding of their dynamic. but he tampers down the brat and says, “okay. Um. Why?” 

turns out, Tommy’s only made a monster. The knowledge that being called daddy in the most innocuous terms gets him awkwardly hard is pure fucking gold, because buck thought he was alone with this. So he ups the brat even more. and he amplifies the volume. Once he understands that this isn’t genuinely a red zone, that it’s more of a tommy’s arousal is mine to active to active at any given time thing, he plays it up even more. And once Tommy comes to full terms with this, it just means that buck now fully has a keyword to use in public whenever he wants to get fucked, hard. And so every public indication, every “daddy” he uses surreptitiously at a barbecue or a hangout, it means he’s getting his hole absolutely wrecked on a 40 minute deadline. and you know he’ll be crying “daddy, daddy, daddy,” during all of it. And Tommy will be slamming into him all the while, scolding him for being such a naughty little boy. 

*anon’s note: buck is meant to call tommy “daddy” in the kitchen bit, not “baby”

ok. anon, first, thank you for coming back. hiii. second, once again, perfect, 10000/10. no notes. i want you to know i reread this ask five times before responding because i needed to experience it many times over. i’m in love with every bit of this (and a little in love with you too) and quite frankly, i need more (particularly more on the “it means he’s getting his hole wrecked on a 40 min deadline” and “scolding him for being such a naughty little boy.”

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THE HOLIDAY JUNKIE (2024)

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LOU FERRIGNO JR as DONOVAN ROCKER S.W.A.T. 1x19 - “SOURCE”

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Tommy drove to the café as soon as his shift ended to help Buck get the orders ready.

After 15 minutes of shuffling around the kitchen and sidling past each other, Buck notices a piece of paper sticking out of Tommy's back pocket.

"Hey, what's that?" Buck curiously asks.

"What's what?" Tommy furrows his brows.

"That. In your back pocket." Buck points.

"Oh, this?" Tommy unfolds the paper, revealing a flyer.

Buck reads the flyer, his eyes growing wide. "Harbor station has an annual gingerbread contest?!"

"Yeah." Tommy waves his hand. "I never enter."

"Wh-why not?"

"Well, for one," Tommy begins as he reaches behind Buck to grab a bowl. "I don't really participate in many Christmas traditions, and secondly..." he sighed. "I'm really bad at making gingerbread houses."

Buck smiles in response. "Good thing I'm an expert."

"Oh yeah? An expert?" Tommy says teasingly.

"We're gonna enter you in that contest." Buck declares confidently.

Tommy rolls his eyes. "Don't we have a lot of orders to prep?"

"C'mon." Buck nudges him. "We could use a break."

"A break?" Tommy narrows his eyes. "I just got he—" Before he can even finish his sentence, he's dragged along by Buck, who is adamant about helping Tommy enter the contest.

Buck helped Tommy make a Gingerbread Hangar with peppermint helicopters. Isn't it cute? Tommy thinks it looks a bit silly, but he did have fun.

And it was nice to spend some time with Bu—Evan again.

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Hi guys im just thinking what if Tommy was never told I love you before in his entire life and when Evan started out with his big speech he thought finally, I’m going to hear those words 😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁

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Buck has never felt this happy about getting back together with an ex.

Buck and Tommy are lying on the couch together facing each other, legs tangled together, arms wrapped gently around each other. It’s almost chaste, for as intimate as it is—for as many times as they’ve laid in bed in just this position and let it grow into something more. This time, they’ve kept it slow and giddy; trading soft, excited kisses for a while now.

Tommy pulls back to look at Buck for a moment. A smile pulls at the edges of his lips as he leans forward again to give Buck another small kiss. He keeps his half-lidded eyes open when he does it. The expression on his face almost looks like wonder.

“What?” Buck asks, smiling as well.

Tommy kisses him again. “Nothing,” he says. “Just… happy.”

Buck’s smile turns into a full grin. “Yeah?”

Tommy nods. He doesn’t try to kiss Buck while he’s grinning so wide; just leans closer and nuzzles their noses together. Now, he closes his eyes. Buck follows his lead.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been so… content,” Tommy says.

He lifts his hand from where it had been holding onto Buck’s hip and brings it up to his face. He gently strokes his thumb back and forth across Buck’s cheekbone.

Buck feels a soothing warmth settle deeper inside of his chest with every pass of Tommy’s thumb. This is it. He tangles their legs closer together and slips his hand under Tommy’s shirt to rest against his warm bare back.

“Me too,” Buck murmurs. “Thank you.”

Tommy huffs a laugh that sends a puff of air over Buck’s lips. “For what?”

For so much. For so many things. For everything.

For waking Buck up from the sleepwalk that was his life not once but twice: first when Tommy kissed the rumblings of an understanding of Buck’s own bisexuality into him, and again when Tommy walked away and made Buck confront his understanding and acceptance of his own sexuality for real. For finally sending him down the long overdue queer research spiral he’d been too scared to make himself do when he could instead distract himself with the good delicious Tommy Tommy Tommy feeling of it all. For making Buck look himself in the eye and force himself to do better; to pay attention to the scary things and really figure out who he is and what he wants this time.

For showing Buck how it feels to be loved the way he needs: a snarky firm hand, no coddling, but adoring and attentive and thoughtful all the same. For giving Buck a relationship he wanted back badly enough to not let it slip away. For making Buck fight for him—for giving him the opportunity to.

“For agreeing to try again,” Buck settles on.

“Evan,” Tommy sighs; love and fondness dripping from his voice like honey. “I couldn’t stay away for long.”

He kisses Buck again slowly and tenderly. Buck savors each shift of their lips against each other. He knows what it feels like to lose this—to lose Tommy. It feels like finally getting a taste of the thing you’ve spent your whole life desperate for and then being told you haven’t earned it.

He’ll do anything it takes from now on to be worthy of this. He’s never felt as complete as he does with Tommy. He’s never felt more sure.

“Four months is pretty long,” Buck teases. He can’t resist tipping closer for another kiss.

Tommy hums and kisses back. “Longest four months of my life.”

“Mine too,” Buck whispers. “I missed this. I missed you.”

“God, Evan.” Tommy’s voice wavers with emotion. He readjusts his hand on Buck’s face to cup his cheek and keep him close. “You have no idea, sweetheart. No idea how much I missed you.”

They lapse back into silence as their lips press together and stay that way. It doesn’t heat up: they have time for that later. That’s not what this is. They stay wrapped up in each other on Buck’s too-narrow couch, gently kissing the last dredges of longing out of each others’ mouths. The flavor it leaves behind is unlike anything Buck has experienced.

It tastes like the future. It tastes like coming home. It tastes like something worth fighting for.

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EVAN BUCKLEY ▸4x08, breaking point

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TOMMY KINARD ▸8x05, masks

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😱😱😱😱Evan Buckley big spoon oooh so scary boo boo Tommy small spoon!!!!😱😱😱😱😱

Mornin BuckTommy nation 🌟🌟 \[•□•]>

I imagine Buck loves playing with Tommy's hair when he wakes up.

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do you see. my vision.