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logicalparafox · 10 months
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Wonderful launch event for @drchucktingle with Sarah Gailey at Mysterious Galaxy in San Diego! The excellent Dr. Tingle had prepared a PowerPoint for the occasion that included dating profiles for classic slasher movie slashers and a quiz called three tingles and a lie! Looking forward to reading Camp Damascus!
P.S. my @mayakern Luna moth skirt got many compliments and I felt so fancy and put together despite getting sweaty and having atrocious hunching posture in this photo
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the-birth-of-art · 2 years
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Buckaroos
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I'm in a group that's supposed to be for bad, boobtastic descriptions of women in writing, and someone's posted Chuck Tingle's latest book (the lesbian skateboarding ankylosaur one).
The comments is just full of buckaroos swarming to defend him. The term most often used to describe him, by multiple unrelated people, is "a treasure". Sometimes with modifiers such as "national", "international" and "goddamn".
This proves love in this timeline.
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drchucktingle · 2 months
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furious that i am not a playable character in this game
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pillowmonster · 2 months
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captaingrass · 5 months
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#thebuckaroos
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thenosyjournal · 7 months
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The Folklore Podcast #142 - An Interview With Chuck Tingle
I liked hearing Dr. Chuck's voice. His enthusiasm and kind curiosity shone through. He made an appearance at a local bookstore recently, but I got my flu and covid shots earlier the same day, and stayed home to recover. I missed out!
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totheecore · 1 month
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911 7x04 | Buck, Bothered and Bewildered
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amanonthecorner · 4 months
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This one goes out to all the buckaroos whose trot has been SIGNIFICANTLY IMPROVED by the art of @drchucktingle
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purpleisnotacolor · 11 months
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WAIT CRAP NO.
IT REALLY IS A CULT.
PAV DIDN'T KNOW HE WAS GOING THROUGH A CANON EVENT, BUT GWEN DID AND DIDN'T TELL HIM.
THERE'S AN INITIATION POINT WHERE ONLY THE OLDER MEMBERS GET TOLD HOW THEY HAVE TO DEAL WITH CANON EVENTS. THEY ONLY INTRODUCE THE CORE DOCTRINE OF ''avoid helping some people to save the multiverse'' AFTER THEY'VE BEEN IN LONG ENOUGH
THERE'S HECK'ING SECRET KNOWLEDGE AND CRAP.
THERE'S TECHNICALLY SHUNNING TOO, BECAUSE DISSENTING MEMBERS LIKE GWEN GET PUT IN THE GO HOME MACHINE.
OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
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skylarksof · 7 months
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Take me away from here to where our love’s still strong, take me away from here to where we’re on and on
I’ll find you in the next timeline
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butterfilledpockets · 10 months
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(windows startup effect) software downgrade complete
'ere we go! WA HOO (jumps into black hole)
If you wanna reply with any trash you wanna see in the background in the next update, which should hopefully be up tommorow :D
previous part ----- part three ------ next part
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drchucktingle · 2 months
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ai artist pushing the two minute button and then start on their microwave: 'i feel bad for the people who arent learning prompts right now theyre gonna get left behind by us tech-forward chefs'
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For the fans
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torpublishinggroup · 11 months
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This advertisement is for a new horror novel called Camp Damascus, from two time Hugo Award finalist Chuck Tingle. 
WHAT IT’S ABOUT
Rose is a teen growing up in the God-fearing town of Neverton, Montana. Whenever she has an impure thought she pukes flies. 
Camp Damascus is the self-styled most effective conversion camp in the US of A.
Nestled high up in the mountains above Neverton, a life free from sin awaits. 
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navybrat817 · 8 months
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Navy! Where is my man? 😭
https://www.tumblr.com/navybrat817/726032643125379072?source=share
He's in bed, nonnie. 😂❤️
Heaven on Earth
Pairing: Ranch Hand!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Summary: Bucky has work to do, but doesn't want either of you to get out of bed just yet.
Word Count: Over 1.2k
Warnings: Fluff, slight feels (it's me), implied smut, ranch hand!Bucky (he’s a warning, okay?) and he's in love.
A/N: Buckaroo loves Sunbeam, okay? ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own! Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics . Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!
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One of Bucky's favorite things about your home is the smell. It was in the heavenly scent of your cooking that filled the kitchen, the meals you poured your heart into to make sure he was well-fed. It was also in the fresh flowers you put on the table, the colors as vibrant and bright as your smile. Though nothing beat the distinct and wonderful smell of you.
His heart always beat a little faster when he nosed the column of your neck and caught a whiff of your sweet perfume. The way your scent lingered in the air when he had his fill of you nearly drove him out of his mind. He sometimes found himself inhaling your soap in the shower just for another reminder of you, even though you were usually only a few feet away. Needing you close was as natural to him as breathing.
So when you sat up early one morning before him and tried to slip out of bed, his hand shot out to stop you.
“Where the hell do you think you’re going?”
His voice came out lower and a bit more dangerous than he intended, a tone typically reserved for when you acted like a brat. It was no secret that he loved that side of you. He adored every layer of yourself you showed him, but you hadn't done a thing to earn the slight snarl from him. Which was why he couldn't help but sheepishly smile when you attempted to level him with an unimpressed stare, easily visible since he turned the nightstand lamp on.
"I was going to make you coffee and some breakfast. Thought you could use it before you started work," you said, your voice still rough from sleep and still beautiful as you jabbed a finger against his chest. "But if you're going to act ungrateful, I'll sleep in and you can take that favorite mug of yours and shove it right up your-"
"Easy, Sunbeam," he chuckled, brushing his lips against your forehead as an apology. "Not complaining and I didn't mean to sound ungrateful."
"Then why did you use that tone with me?" you asked, narrowing your eyes as you pulled away. "You wake up on the wrong side of the bed?"
He thought about it and nodded. "Guess you could say that. Only because you tried to get out of bed before me and you know I don't like waking up alone."
For reasons still unknown to him, you wanted him. You wanted to make a life with him. And since the first time he had you in his bed, he found that he couldn't sleep as easily unless you were there. The bed didn't feel as warm when he was alone. It was too big with just him in it. You fit right there beside him.
Your gaze softened as you laid back down and opened your arms for him to cuddle. He took the invitation without question, resting his head on your chest. He closed his eyes as he listened to the sound of your heart, the smell of your soap drifting to his nostrils. If he stayed too long he'd fall behind on his chores, but he wasn't ready to leave your embrace quite yet.
How can I go out and face the world when my world is right here?
"Can I tell you something?" you asked, carding your fingers through his hair as he moaned.
"Tell me," he whispered, enthralled by your touch.
"I don't like waking up alone either," you whispered back.
Bucky hummed sympathetically. With his work, he was usually up and out of bed before you. He hated disturbing your slumber, wanting you to get as much rest as possible. He always placed a kiss on your forehead and whispered how much he loved you before he went to it. You were the one who made the hard work worth it when some of the days felt too long.
"Maybe we should get out of bed at the same time then."
"Or not get out of bed at all," you teased.
Tilting his head up to look up at you, his stomach flipped when he caught your soft smile. It was enough to make his heart swell, like he was watching his own personal sunrise. He quickly grew accustomed to the warm glow in his chest whenever you were around. Did you have any idea how easy it was for him to fall head over heels in love with you?
"What's that look for?"
"No reason. Just love you," he said, his voice thick as he brought a hand to your cheek, which you instantly leaned into. "I know I say that a lot, but I don't want you to forget it."
While Bucky would never be able to give you a mansion or gold, he had the heart of a rich man. He could provide a loving home built with trust and care. His calloused hands would forever trace and hold you with love, protection, and care.
I'm the richest man alive because I have you.
"I love you, too, Buckaroo. I won't forget," you promised, urging him to sit up before your mouth met his, uncaring of morning breath or anything else. "Now, may I please go make your coffee and some breakfast? It's getting late and I won't be to blame for you falling behind."
"Hey, you're the one who opened your arms for me to cuddle again and suggested that we don't get out of bed," he pointed out, smirking when he trailed his fingers down your torso. "But you have a hearty breakfast for me right here that you don't have to cook. Just spread those legs and I can eat just fine. Let me get my slice of heaven before I get to work. Don't I deserve that?"
"It's not a hearty breakfast," you smiled, biting your lip when his hand slipped under the blanket. He wasn't playing fair, but if it kept you beside him a bit longer, he'd play dirty. "And it isn't heaven."
"Yeah, it is. Tastes like heaven. Feels like it. Hell, it even smells like it," he husked, feeling you shiver when he brought his mouth to your neck. "Made for me to worship, like every single inch of you."
"Better eat up then and don't you dare edge me," you said, tilting your head as he skimmed his teeth along your pulse. "Or I'll burn your eggs. So help me."
"I'll make it good for you," he promised, diving under the blankets as you laughed. "Oh, darlin', how can you ever deny that you hold the key to my personal heaven and sunrise?"
"Maybe because I think heaven is between your legs," you said, parting your thighs to make room for his massive shoulders, his nose brushing along your slit through your panties. The whimper you let out made him smirk. "It's also in your smile and the way you love me."
Bucky poked his head out from between the comforter to gaze at you. "I guess we can consider this heaven on earth then. Now let me eat before I get to work."
Heaven is where you are, Sunbeam. And I can't wait to make you my wife.
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Oh, these two. Love and thanks for reading. ❤️
Masterlist ⚓ Bucky Barnes Masterlist ⚓ Ko-Fi
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