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people telling you they reread your fic is the biggest compliment you could ever receive. there are thousands of stories out there begging to be found, to be explored, but your story meant so much to someone that they came back to it eagerly, they went over every word again. to love is to return and loving a fic is rereading it. thank you to all readers and rereaders <3333

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reblog to give the person you reblogged it from a good night’s sleep (maybe)(please)(I’m begging the universe)

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no mav in this poll!

reblog for bigger sample size

#Jake #bc outside of Bradley we really know Jack and shit about any of the others #so I can make them whatever I want to be #but canonically I know Jake is a giant douche canoe who comes thru at the end #and fuck I love an asshole who cares

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I am a WHORE for “the love is requited, they’re both just idiots”

#it’s hangster

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#there was probably dialogue but honestly who cares

#movie: the mummy #the chemistry between these two is INSANE #forever and always will love it

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“Long fucking day,” Rooster mutters, clinking his glass against Phoenix’s where it sits on the bar.

“He pulled my papers.” “Why would he do that?”

Phoenix hums, nodding a little without looking over. Her eyes stay fixed on the thin napkin underneath her glass, thumb catching over the rim and pushing through the salt in a couple short, quick passes.

“Did you write me a note, Natasha?” “No. I wrote down my room number.”

Natasha snorts out a laugh, exhaling and bringing her thumb to her lips. Her tongue catches against the callus on her fingertip as she licks the salt away, quickly knocking back half of the top-shelf margarita she’d ordered in one go.

Bradley has an eyebrow raised when she finally does meet his eyes. Grinning, he tilts his head and says, “Well. Pray tell, Phoenix. What’re we drinkin’ about?”

Phoenix turns on her barstool, knees knocking against Rooster’s. She rests both hands on his thighs, squeezing his legs in reassurance as she explains, “You remember when I told you I’d hooked up with an older guy during fleet week?”

“Years ago,” Bradley nods, brows drawing together. “Yeah. I remember. You wouldn’t shut up about him for weeks. Why?”

Phoenix pats one of Rooster’s legs. “I’m very sorry for what I’m about to put you through.”

“Huh?”

“I’m Maverick.” “Oh, I’ve heard of you.” “Good things, I hope.” “Impossible things. I’m hoping they’re all true.”

“Bradley,” Phoenix says slowly, carefully. “I hooked up with Maverick.”

Three things happen in quick succession:

Bradley’s smile drops, he breathes out a sigh, and then he proceeds to empty his glass of whiskey in one swallow.

“Please tell me you’re lying.”

Phoenix covers her mouth with her hand to hide the way she’s smirking. Judging by the narrowing of Bradley’s eyes, it doesn’t work. “Nope.”

“Natasha. Oh my god. Jesus, are you — you gave me very explicit details about that hookup.”

“I think it’s cosmic payback for all the times I’ve had to listen to you go on and on about Hangman’s perfect dick.”

“It’s not even that good,” Bradley refutes, looking away, blushing a deep red.

Phoenix sips at her margarita. “You’re a bad fucking liar.”

Bradley pinches at the bridge of his nose with two fingers. “So you fucked my godfather. What the fuck, Tash.”

“For the record, I’m still on your side,” she says, thinking back to their earlier conversation on the tarmac. “But I also think you need to know, in the interest of best friend honesty, that I’m a little swayed by his absolutely perfect —“

“If you finish that sentence, I’m getting a new best friend.”

“Like you could ever replace me,” Phoenix huffs. She waves a hand toward the bartender across the room and asks, “You want another drink?”

Bradley’s answer is immediate. “Several.”

#movie: tgm #oh my god this is fucking hilarious #i love it #tumblr fic

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The agonising feel when a character tag is full of shipping that you Simply Do Not Vibe With. The solution is, naturally, to keep scrolling. But the wince, the WINCE.

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McShep love from the pier scene in “The Shrine” Stargate Atlantis 

commission for @hermscat 💙 HOLIDAYS 🎄 COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN!

#tv: sga #mcshep #sga: the shrine #this fucking scene always goddamn

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Buck taking grainy, zoomed-in pictures of every single helicopter he sees and sending them to Tommy like “dis u babe? 🥰”

#tv: 911 #911 spoilers #nooo this is cuteeeee

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This is your friendly reminder that Tom Kazanzky has 5" on Pete Mitchell. That height difference is real.

#the true height difference #one inch does not make a difference #icemav #movie: tgm

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fuck it homebrew boop button. reblog this post to boop the person you reblogged from.

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this may or may not be a fantasy writing exercise for me. please reblog

#sea glass bc it’s neat

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what's the first movie you remember seeing in theaters? don't try and be all edgy and cool and say like tetsuo: the iron man. be honest.

Go!!

#according to my mother it's the brave little toaster #my mom definitely didn't think that thru #i don't remember much but i remember the ac unit and coming back home

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Stargate Universe "Sabotage"

#tv: sgu

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do i need to edit to post a fic?? no its free you get what you get. but am I going to angrily do it anyway? yes. ugh. worst part ever