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Wait are you really pro-ship?

back in my day we just called it minding your own business

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CALLUM TURNER 2024 | Matthew Brookes ph. for Vanity Fair

#callum turner #fashun

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Portland Oregon, spring 2024

#if you could marry buildings

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he just wants to walk her home

#😮‍💨🙌🏾 #furiosa #little army of two

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Spinner charm reading “go to hell” while it spins

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MASTERS OF THE AIR (2024) Part nine

#mota

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i love when adolescent griffons are picked up and they’re so absolutely confused as to how this could happen that they just sorta

Edit: the lil baby's name is Assan!!

#the poor baby!!

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me, reading my own incomplete writing : *gasp* and then what happened?

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running joke where tommy 'knows a guy' for increasingly specific and unlikely situations. they need a speedboat on a moment's notice? yeah, he's got a buddy. buck spends a week in a research hole about endangered ant species and wants to see some? sure, he's got an old army pal. christopher wants to get into the natural history museum archives for a school project? no problem, he just needs to make a call.

#call me endeared #911

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#swaggy

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#cats

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“Mmm,” Evan says after Tommy slips back into bed after cleaning them up. “We should get married.”

He’s still laying face down, pillow smushed against his face, so Tommy thinks he mishears it the first time around.

“What?” he asks, because there’s no way those words just came out of his mouth. They’ve barely been dating for six months.

Evan turns his head to the side and says clearly, “We should get married.”

“Yeah, okay, I thought I misheard you. You're not serious,” Tommy says, but his heart speeds up all the same.

They have keys to each other’s places, they’ve said I love you (maybe a little soon, maybe after a tough call, maybe because the feeling was too big to ignore even if it had only been a handful of months), Evan’s floated the idea of moving in when his lease is up.

So it’s not like marriage is something that Tommy thought was a total impossibility for the future.

Evan sighs and says, “I just really want to see Gerrard’s face if I put in a request to get new turnouts and shirts and new name pins because we got hitched.”

Tommy grins despite himself, but then schools his face into his patented Evan face, and says, “I’m not letting Gerrard steal an important moment from us just because you want to give him a heart attack. I do love this vindictive streak of yours though. It’s very sexy.”

He’s heard from both Chimney and Eddie that Evan has been a menace at work, literally carrying around the rule book hoping to catch any infractions Gerrard makes. He’s been yanked forward as Evan has tried to eat his face when Tommy picked him up after a shift, Gerrard looking on with a scowl. He’s heard from Evan himself about the judgment calls he’s made on calls just to be able to throw it back in Gerrard’s face (and save some lives while he’s at it).

And it’s all done nothing but turn Tommy on. He didn't know sticking it to Gerrard would be so fucking satisfying even if he has to live vicariously through Evan to do it.

“But not sexy enough for you to marry me,” Evan says, his lips pouty.

“Afraid not,” Tommy says, stroking a hand down Evan’s sweaty back. “Is that—is that something you would want, though?”

His palms feel clammy as the words come out of his mouth. They haven't talked seriously about what the future looks like for them because it’s still pretty early even if Tommy knows that this is kind of a once in a lifetime love for him.

Evan turns onto his side and props his head up on hand. “Marriage? Yeah, I want to get married one day.”

Tommy nods, a little too quick to be nonchalant. “I’d also like to get married one day.”

The words come out breathless and it’s too telling, showing all of Tommy’s cards, but he can’t find it in him to be afraid of this.

“What a coincidence,” Evan says, ducking his head and smiling bashfully. “Maybe one day we’ll both be married.”

Tommy can feel his face getting hot. “Maybe,” he says, his hand sliding down Evan’s arm so he can lace their fingers together.

#911 #💓✨😁

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It's been 0 days since last time Yord called Jecki an absolute sleemo (this is just how they are <3)

✨🌙 ART LOG -> @404ama

#the acolyte #star wars

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Dementus I hate you

#oh #my gosh! #furiosa #little army of two

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"are you picking up what I'm putting down" brother I am hefting that shit above my head with gusto

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yord is yord

#they look so concerned lol #the acolyte #star wars