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stagefoureddiediaz · 2 years

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Christopher, space Dinosaurs and his bedroom meta!

Having received several different asks about various things in Christophers bedroom after the Buck and Eddie domestic husbands in their sons room scene from 5x17 I thought the easiest thing to do would be to combine them in to one meta post about all of them! So @lovecolibri @wanderingwomanwondering and @moniquekatie this is for all of you! I’m just sorry it has taken me this long to actually get it finished (at least I made it before S6 started😂) although It has meant I have 30 pictures to play with instead of 12!!!

I’ve been keeping an eye on how Christophers room is decorated since we first saw it because I found the choice of decorations intriguing. I’ve also been keeping a close eye on what Christopher is wearing around other characters as well because a lot can be revealed from the graphics on his t-shirts and his pyjamas. I’ve split it into sections and i’m going to compare the changes the room has gone through since we first saw it in 2x04, the use of camera angles to hide certain aspects of the room in certain scenes and the fact they've moved a few things around to make sure they're in shot in certain scenes!

I think it is also worth noting that the only people Eddie has been in Chris’s room with are Chris, Carla and Buck. He never actually enters the room when Shannon is in there - he stays in the doorway. Carla has only been in there with Eddie when Chris is present (in 4x13 when they’re sorting through his toys for Charlie). Buck however has been in there with just Eddie present and just Chris present - he is the only one to have been so and I think this really highlights the idea that Buck has his own separate relationships with both Diaz boys. The really interesting part of this is when Buck has been in that bedroom alone with Chris. the only one we’ve seen on screen is the post shooting scene, but there is also the moment he puts Chris to bed post Eddies breakdown, when we don’t actually see him in the room, but we see him leaving it and also when Eddie returns home from his date with Ana (the verbal context that he got Christopher into bed and ready for Eddie to say goodnight). I personally find this really fascinating because if we look at the emotional beats of Christophers story, Buck is present for most of the ones connected to turmoil - Eddies breakdown, Eddie going on a date with Ana (this is especially interesting that Buck is the babysitter when we see Eddies first date with Ana post Christopher having run to Buck when he found out about Eddie dating!!) and Eddie being shot (there is also the Christmas connection in 3x10 but we’re taking about Christophers bedroom!) The only ones Buck is not involved in are - the one leading up to Eddie leaving the 118 in the s5 Christmas episode and the conversation around skateboarding back in 3x12.

I’ve put the rest below the cut because this got insanely long!

The yellow closet!

Lets start with the closet - because it hasn’t always been there!! In 2x04 there is a beige closet with glow in the dark stars and moons and a few stickers on the doors.

In 2x07 there is a different wardrobe this time grey and industrial - it looks a bit like a locker, it has stickers on the doors (and something pink hanging, but i can’t figure out what as we don’t see enough of it for long enough for me to figure it out).

This is the one and only time we see this closet, after that we move to the yellow one the next time we see Christophers room in 3x04!

The closets have always remained shut, until 5x17 - that is the first time the yellow closet is opened - Eddie does open and close the built in closet in 4x08.

I have a mini theory about this closet being the one that gets opened and closed.

If you keep in mind the fact that it is built in, I think that closet represents familial/ societal expectations (the ones built into society at this point in time) and Ana and the relationship Eddie has started with her - which Eddie has been keeping secret until this point. Thing is - Eddie cannot find what he is looking for in there because its the wrong closet - ergo Ana is wrong and Eddie maintaining heteronormativity because of the expectations he feels from his family and society (at that moment in time) is wrong as well - so he has no joy there. We only get the tiniest glimpse of the yellow closet, otherwise it is absent from the camera angles - suggesting that Eddie is maintaining course - in the wrong direction because (even though he’s talking to Buck and Buck has Christopher) he cannot see what is in front of him.

Why is all this interesting? well there are several things here - we have the first wardrobe with the glow in the dark stars and moons - this is when Eddie and Chris are newly moved to LA - the glow in the dark stars and moons are actually glowing in the scene we see them in - almost as if the Diaz boys have been guided by the moon and stars and it has lead them to LA (think sailors being guided by the stars for navigation) and now they have arrived and settling in, so they are no longer needed which is why we only see them in 2x04!

The choice of industrial locker style wardrobe for 2x07 is interesting as well - the only person we ever see in the room when this wardrobe is there- Shannon! industry is generally about making and building things and this can be taken two ways in this scenario in my opinion - Shannon is Christophers mother she helped create him. Bu there is also the concept of Eddie bringing Chris to LA to try and build his family and that is what Shannon being in the room also represents - Eddie letting Shannon back into his and Christophers life so they can reconstruct the family - but in a different place.

Then the yellow closet appears in 3x04. It is worth remembering that s2 was an actual house and s3 onwards is the built set house, so there are a few changes to Christopher room, but the only things they changed in furniture terms are the bed and the wardrobe - everything else remains the same as s2. The other thing to note about this yellow closet is when we do and don’t see it in shot. so lets break it down

3x04 - when Eddie is putting Chris to bed and figures out Chris has been having nightmares about Shannon .

4x08 - we get that very brief glimpse in when Chris has run away but other wise - in the earlier scenes in that episode we only see the built in closet.

4x13 - in the video call with Charlie

5x06- when Eddie comes home after being held hostage

5x13 - its in the background while Chris is playing a video game and hears Eddie destroying is room

5x17 - Eddie opens it, takes out clothes and then almost closes it.

The rest of the time it isn’t in shot if the scene is in Christophers bedroom

4x13 - all of the scenes when Ana is in the house

4x14 - when Buck tells Chris his dad has been shot

I’m really fascinated by this because the entire time Eddie is dating Ana the closet is seen a total of 2 times - 4x08 the tiny glimpse when Chris has run away to Buck and then in the video call with Charlie we see it behind Chris and Carla. When Ana is present in the house - we don’t see it at all - the camera is set up so that it is never in shot.

We also never see the closet when Buck is in Christophers room in 4x14 telling him his father has been shot, again because the camera angles don’t allow us to. Remember Eddie is still in a relationship with Ana at this point and his life hangs in the balance because he is in surgery.

The thing I noticed with all of this is that that closet is heavily connected to Eddie - more so than Chris - we only see it when Eddie isn’t present in the room twice - in 4x13 when he is on the other end of a video call (and technically he is in the scene so i almost want to discount it from the equation!) and in 5x13 when he is destroying his room. the longest we see the closet on camera is in 5x17 when it has its starring role and all of this seems to be adding up to one thing - the closet is a representation of Eddies queerness and its presence or lack thereof is an indicator of where Eddie is in his queer journey - we go from it being present but off to the side as the Diaz boys deal with Shannons death in season 3 all the way through its absence when he is dating a woman apart from in two moments - when Eddie answers a call from Buck and when Eddie is talking to Chris at Charlies house (which almost doesn’t count because it is a video call and different from every other time we see the closet) and into season 5 where we see a fair amount of it, culminating in a scene where the closet is the focus. A scene where Eddie opens the closet in front of Buck and then leaves one door ajar - the door that allows buck to see into the closet - almost as if Eddie is thinking about testing the waters! I find it very interesting that we do not see that closet until after the tsunami and then every other time we see it, its either in a scene which reenforces how domestic and husband like Buck and Eddie are, or it leads to a scene that shows the same thing (breakdown I’m looking at you!) almost as if that closet comes into existence when Eddie and Bucks relationship shifts into something more than friends!

Space Theming

The space theme has been there since the beginning - and there is a wide variety of it. When we first see Christophers room in 2x04 we have the glow in the dark stars and moon I mentioned above. we also have the star lampshade on the desk along with what appear to be an early version of the solar system mobile (its a bit blink and you’ll miss it, but you can see it in the below photo, along with a picture which says ‘you are my…’ and a crescent moon on (I have stared at the stills of that picture and I cannot figure out what the last word is!!).

In 2x07 we also see a space rocket clock when Shannon is in the room - and I think this is the only time we see that clock at all! I find this fascinating as this is the only time we see Shannon in the DIaz house and i’ve spoken before about how the use of a rocket for a clock is suggestive of a count down to blast off - almost like the set designers are trying to foreshadow Shannons departure from the universe!

Its interesting to note that in 3x04 we get almost no space theming. Chris wears some pyjamas with black planets on them when he has his nightmare - this is the first time Chris wears anything space themed and I think its interesting that ultimately it connects with both Buck and Shannon - the combination of both losing Shannon and then getting separated from Buck during the tsunami. Later on, when Eddie puts Chris to bed and figures out that Chris has been having nightmares about Shannon, the only space themed things we see are the small galazy image above Christophers head and the lamp on the desk with most of the stars are obliterated by the lamp being switched on - almost like Christophers struggles over his mothers death and the trauma of the tsunami and losing Buck during it have narrowed down his universe, to the point where he can now only see a few stars.

In 4x02 - the video chat with Carla - the mobile makes its first proper appearance and behind Eddies head on the shelf is that picture of a galaxy.

4x08 is a great episode for space! (its breaking point how could it not be!!) we have Chris in solar system pyjamas (when he’s spent an evening with Buck), we can again see the mobile several times and there are aliens on Christophers top when he runs away to Bucks (i’ll come back to them in the dinosaur section).

We can see only one space themed item when Ana is in the house in 4x13 (a space themed VR poster which we can see when Chris is talking about Charlie not having access to technology) and we can’t see it when she in the door to Christophers room.

And the mobile is not hanging in its normal place (which is very deliberate because it should be visible in this shot but as you can see its not there!

In 4x14 we see lots of space theming - there is the mobile (mysteriously returned to its position in time for Buck to enter the room for the first time on screen!) and the galaxy picture still in place, but there is also the space themed VR poster on the wall which we saw in a different position in 4x13 (see the picture above) and can be seen to Bucks side when Buck talks to Chris (why would you move this poster to here if the space theme wasn’t relevant?!)

We also have Chris’s space themed pyjamas when he wakes Buck up on the sofa.

In season 5 we only see Chis’s room in 5x06, 5x13 and then in 5x17, as of 5x15 Chris hasn’t worn anything space themed, with the exception of a star wars backpack - which it is important to note we’ve seen Eddie carrying more than Christopher has - including in the last Diaz scene of the series - when they are talking about talking about things making things better - it is a scene looking to the future, so having a space themed item is highly appropriate. We continue to see the mobile and the galaxy image on the shelf above Chris’s bed and the lamp shade still has stars on but we haven’t gained any additional space themed items.

When I look at the space theming as a whole, it is so very connected to Eddies relationships. I spoke in the wardrobe section above, about the idea that the glow in the dark stars represent the stars guided Eddie and Chris to LA they are only there for that one episode and then we don’t see them again. The rocket ship clock is interesting to me because we only see it in Shannons presence - she represents both the past and the future at one time (something that Buck has now also come to represent and I’ll explain a bit more in the dinosaur section below) and the space themed clock gives a time limit to the future she has with them. It is both a count down to her time with them, but also a count down to Eddie and Christopher as well - that they are readying themselves for the future (space) and that is why once Shannon dies, the clock disappears - almost like blast off has happened and the rocket has started its journey.

This ties in with the fact that we don’t really see space themed items starting to appear until season 3 and the first time we see any space theming it is during Christophers nightmare, its almost like Shannon has handed the batton over to Buck. We have Chris in planet pyjamas having a nightmare about his mother and the tsunami - it feels something like a moment when Shannon, who can no longer be present to help take care of Chris, hands over to Buck, who has proven himself worthy by saving Chris in the tsunami - the moment when Buck and Eddie go from friends to an undefined something more - when Buck becomes established in Christophers life, a position he has occupied ever since and after Eddie, is the most stable presence in Christophers life.

Season 4 is when we see the dinosaurs and space at war with each other - literally if you go by one of Christophers tees (which I will come back to in the dinosaurs section!). We see plenty of space themed clothing, but only ever in relation to Eddie or Buck and we never, ever see it in relation to Ana. Once Ana is gone we continue to see space themed stuff in Christophers room, and it actually gains increased prominence in 5x17 when the mobile is there literally floating behind Eddies head for almost the whole scene.

Dinosaurs

The dinosaurs have also been there from the beginning. We see them on the bedside table in 2x04, when Shannon is in Christophers room in 2x07, we see a framed grey dinosaur - this dinosaur is facing the door - the exit from the room. In 3x04 this dinosaur has gone and has been replaced by the green dinosaur head drawing, (we can only see it in the corner of the frame and we don’t see it properly until S4) which remains in place right up to the end of season 5 - this dinosaur is facing away from the door. (I couldn’t resit posting this pic because - Buck! But it is also the best image of that dinosaur!)

In 3x04 we don’t see any other dinosaurs present, which is interesting because the scene in Christopher’s bedroom revolves around Shannon, its like her death has negated the need for them and plays into the idea of dinosaurs representing old/ outdated aspects of eddies life - places he shouldn’t been looking or can no longer look. relevant as she is gone.

The rest of season 3 we don’t see Christophers room, but the dinosaurs are represented in Christophers clothes - both in relation to Ana and also Shannon and Eddies parents - in the flashback scenes of 3x15. In 3x09 Chris is wearing a tee with dinosaurs in sunglasses on.Its really hard to see but if you look closely you can just about make it out!

I initially didn’t really think much about this because there doesn’t seem to be a connection between this scene and the need for dinosaurs if they represent the past and the Shannon/Ana of it all - except for the fact this scene is the scene we see Buck and Eddie making peace with each other in the aftermath of their mistakes through season 3a. Keep this tee in mind because it actually becomes relevant later!

3x12 is an interesting one - in the scene where Ana is introduced Chris is in his school uniform, and when Eddie and Chris have their talk about Chris not wanting to go to school and about trying new things together Chis is dressed in a yellow sweater with blue t rex’s on. The once seen Christopher has with Buck - when they test out the adapted skateboard - not a dinosaur in sight!

3x15 is mostly Christopher in flashback or at school and is really interesting from a costume perspective. We see him mostly in Dinosaur clothing,I especially enjoyed the use of an army green zip front hoodie with dinosaurs on when Eddie has been discharged from the army - literally signifying that his military career is a thing of the past! (hard to see in the picture below but trust me there are dinosaurs on there!)

Conversely in the flash back scene when Eddie is getting onto the chopper that is shot down, Chris is wearing space themed clothing a subtle reference to where Eddies future lies - with Christopher.

This is further backed up by the use of the ‘EXPLORE the outdoors’ t-shirt Chris wears when on the porch when Eddie decides to escape from El Paso. We also see him in in dinosaur pyjamas twice during other flashbacks - once when Shannon leaves and another time that seems to come from a cut scene.

In season 4 the dinosaurs are around with a vengeance and theres a fun little theme that can be spotted with the costumes especially! 4x03 has Chris in a navy tee with a deinonychus design on - during the scene where Eddie receives his Hildy coffee machine from Buck - this is designed to be a nod towards Eddies views on technology being prehistoric!

then it all kicks off in 4x08 when the dinosaurs and the space theming really go into battle with one another - Breaking point really serves on all fronts! as a quick run down of all the dinosaurs in this episode - we have an explosion of dinosaurs in Christophers room - more than we’ve seen in there before. Christopher in a dino and space tee during the salad smash scene when he finds out about Ana dnd subsequently runs to Buck. Remember I said to keep that dinosaurs in sunglasses tee in mind from 3x09 - well it comes back into play here! The 911 costume team are in my opinion geniuses for doing this, because this scene in 4x08 is the next time we see Chris at Bucks loft and on the couch after 3x09 and what is he wearing I hear you ask. Well, none other than a t-shirt with a t-rex in sunglasses - with a reflection of a space ship destroying things.

A literal combination of dinosaur and space theming in one tee and the perfect metaphor for Christophers hopes etc in that moment - that space (Buck) is a safe place and can destroy the dinosaurs (Ana). To then follow this up with Chris accepting Eddies relationship with Ana through a conversation and kitchen Hug in 4x09 while wearing dinosaur pyjamas and then the scene with Eddie and Ana on the couch watching a film again with Chris in dinosaur pyjamas in 4x10 - well its very loud in its implications!!!

As for season 5 - well the dinosaurs seem to be on their way out - we see the green dinosaur drawing and the models of dinosaurs in in 5x06 and 5x17 but we don’t see them at any other time. Buck playing with dinosaur figures in Chris’s room (links to the conversation being about Ramon - and his retirement from his job in the oil industry (oil being made from the compressed carcasses of dinosaurs!)) I find it especially interesting that Buck is holding a dinosaur in this scene - a scene where Eddie confesses to having a difficult relationship with his father - playing with the idea of Buck having some grasp of what it is like to have a difficult relationship with a parent (aside from him verbalising it) but also the idea that Buck has power over Eddies past (not in a oppressive way but that he has been the one to help Eddie begin his journey of healing and recovery from the traumas of his past) - that’s part of why we see giant man v. tiny dinosaur - Buck is the one who will triumph and has been helping Eddie get to a good place - where the past no longer holds power over him. the other thing of note for S5 is that Christopher wears no Dinosaur clothing - the closest we get to it is the poisonous creatures tee in 5x01 and the sharks (which are technically dinosaurs) tee he wears in 5x10 - in a scene which very much ties into Christopher and his connection with his mother (Christmas was her thing with Chris and his worry about loosing a second parent is so deeply connected to that at Christmas time).

The thing I love most is the whole space v dinosaurs theming they have going on with the Buddie storyline - the idea of space being futuristic, and dinosaurs being outdated is fascinating - especially when you think about the concept of time because realistically space is actually older than the dinosaurs - the stars we see are old light. But at the same time, space represents all matter - the fundamental building blocks of our existence, and as we learn more we know ourselves and the world we inhabit better - space is all about learning the truth and its such an amazing concept to play with in relation to queer narratives (the idea that our queerness is a fundamental part of who we are and that it is part of the very fabric of our being in the same way that atoms of carbon, hydrogen etc are the basic building blocks of all life) space also is ever expanding and I don't for a minute think the fact that Karen is a rocket scientist is a happy coincidence - they have been playing into it since day one.

Overall the dinosaurs have been more prevalent in Christophers clothing than in his room, especially in season 5, which is interesting considering how Christophers room ties as much to Eddie as it does Christopher while his clothing speaks far more as an extension of his own thoughts/feelings and opinions, the fact we saw both dinosaurs and space theming disappear from Christophers clothing in S5 is really telling - it moves the conversation away from Christopher (and buddifer) and centres it much more on Buck and Eddie because they continue to exist in the bedroom (the place we got the last big Buddie scene of the season - which was not by chance!!) Im not expecting to see the dinosaurs back on his clothing in S6 and I have my doubts as to whether we’ll see very much space themed clothes either - as Christopher starts to pull way from Eddie. I fully expect to see the dinosaurs then disappear from the bedroom as Buck and Eddie continue to grow closer - with them being completely gone when Buddie goes canon - I guess we’ll have to wait and see as S6 unfolds!

well this got away from me rather!! if you’ve made it this far - well then I am sending you massive hugs and kisses in gratitude!!

Tagging a few people who might be interested in my ramblings! @theladyyavilee @xxfiction-is-my-realityxx @loveyourownsmiilee @bccalling @livingwherethesidewalkends @mistmarauder @outrunningthedark @talespinner230 @girldadbuddie

#kym rambles #honestly i dont even know if this makes the slightest bit of sense but i need to stop writing it!#space v dinosaurs meta #Christophers bedroom meta #the yellow wardrobe!#I will probably think of more things to say later on!#911 meta #911 fox #911 on fox #Christopher diaz #Eddie DIaz #evan buck buckley #shannon diaz #ana flores

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juneandnick · 2 years

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Commander Joseph Lawrence - Best Quotes

alwaysnyc14 you did an great job with Lawrence's quotes. Here my top five:

3x05 - Unknown Caller June: I just need to know if my husband is safe. Joseph: I don’t know. Does he use a seat belt? Does he watch his blood pressure? That’s the silent killer, you know.

3x10 - Bear Witness Joseph to Aunt Lydia : Are you gonna sit in the bed with us, too? Because that would definitely make things more interesting.

4x05 - Chicago Joseph to Nick: Oh that is cute. Would your heart glow or something?

4x09 - Progress Joseph to June: Wow, you’ve gone soft in Toronto. Must be all that maple syrup.

5x08 - Motherland Joseph to June: I have been grooming Nick, not sexually but he is helping me.

You can read more quotes HERE.

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sunnydaleherald · 5 months

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zazieebeetz · 3 years

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It sounds like the only good thing about that night was how incredible you were. Thanks.

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dailynetflixglow · 5 years

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Bash's coming out / Arthie's coming out. Season 3, Episode 10 of GLOW.

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winterlovesong1 · 2 years

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dreams and nightmares (either way your there)

Based on the prompt: I wish you would write a fic where Nancy has a nightmare and calls Ace needing to hear that he’s okay. Set in a Post 3x10 universe...Also on AO3 - Prompt Game Here

For @livs-random-blog - thank you for the prompt - I know it’s not a full fic, but I hope you enjoy it all the same.

-/-

She’s in her bed, blaming the defeat of reaching another dead end in the ancestral search for her chosen place of rest that evening, attributing her general racing anxiety over a killer at large in the town for why she clung a little tighter to her quilt after slipping quietly underneath the covers for some much-needed sleep.

She hadn’t received much of it lately.

Her earlier resigned can we reschedule that second date proceeded by no further questions, a peck on her right cheek, and the soft reply of rain check then was more of a puzzle it seemed in finding the root cause however. For she wasn’t able to truly ascribe why a wave of relief washed over her as he left her side in the parking lot and drove away in his own vehicle to anything in particular.

Maybe she was really that exhausted.

(maybe it wasn’t a what she should be searching for, but a who…)

(maybe that’s why she didn’t want to reveal the answer to herself)

She had gotten distracted.

(she was disappointed)

She was swept up.

(she was hurting)

He kept trying to tell her he was right there.

(but her heart was too busy breaking to notice)

The room is charged. The energy so palpable she finds she can’t breathe properly. But she needs to be able to at least take in some air because she has to say the incantation. She has to fix this.

But then she’s distracted (again) by the tick of the clock. Was it always that loud?

They recite in unison. They all wait.

(she waits longer it seems)

Where was he?

And then there was just silence. There was just nothing.

She wakes, catapulting herself to a sitting position, her fingers twisting the edges of her quilt into a distorted mess as her eyes dart around the room.

She’s here. She’s in her room. It wasn’t real.

(but part of it was, wasn’t it?)

(but what part?)

She inhales and exhales a bit slower after a minute or two as the realization settles into her bones, but then she glances over at her nightstand and the pull of certainty, the allure of just to be sure, draws her in too deep.

You awake?

Her fingers shake as she types out the eight letters and one symbol.

They are a bit steadier as she clicks send.

She waits.

(she doesn’t have to wait too long)

You ok?

And it’s not an acknowledgment of her own question. It’s a sense that she sent the text because she herself isn’t doing well. It’s an extension of help towards her rather than an answer of his own condition.

And while a part of her is assured now by his glowing words that it was a dream (nightmare), she’s now left with a different feeling settling into her stomach, one that isn’t of dread, but is of a similar shade of emotion, a gnawing sort of ache growing and growing until it’s caught in her throat and piercing her eyes.

She wants to type yes, but are you? She wants to combat and say I didn’t ask about me, I asked about you.

But she doesn’t type any of it. She just stares at his question and whispers to herself in the dark, “I wish you were here…”

And then she looks back down at her screen, his words flashing instead.

Nancy, I’m here.

He always was, wasn’t he…

They text for the next hour until she is the one to type out: Finally starting to feel tired. Better get some rest.

There’s a bit of a longer wait than normal before:

Sweet dreams, Nancy.

She dreams of him. And when she wakes and looks up at the ceiling, the realization that she was in her room coming into her consciousness, she whispers to herself as the sun pours through her bedroom window, “I wish you were here…”

#you can send me one of these asks anytime!#you never know when inspiration will come!#nace fanfic #nace drabble #writing: winter’s #nace angst #nancy drew spoilers #only tagging it with that in case people haven’t seen the episode yet #PS the format of this for some reason looks better on A03

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beardedbarba · 1 year

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i'm sobbing i just started the final episode

😭😭😭

#Glow (Netflix)#Glow S3 #Glow 3x10

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warningsine · 1 year

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Some things here.

Debbie says "Mark owes me for the rest of his natural life," but does not extend the same punishment to Ruth, because she's already forgiven her. (See how in the previous episode, she encouraged Ruth to play her own role, the main heroine of their show, when for a whole year Ruth had been playing the cartoonish villain in Debbie's story.)

She actually listens to Ruth's advice about Randy.

Not only she brings her kid to Vegas, but when she wants to go out on a date and needs a babysitter, she goes to Ruth and not to any of the other ladies. (I'm sure Tamme or Cherry or Dawn and Stacey or even Sheila would have offered to help her.)

And that's because she listened to Ruth's "I think I avoid talking about Randy."

It's Debbie's way of saying,"I trust you now, Ruth, and I've forgiven you. I want you to be involved in this important part of my life too. I want you to have a relationship with my child."

When she comes back from her date, she finds Ruth asleep in her room. Debbie does not wake her up or take Randy and go to her own room, she only watches her sleep and then tries to relax too.

Moving on.

In 3x06, we also hear Debbie say, "I hate all of them. Men." And she actually goes on an angry rant about how all guys (including her ex-husband, including the younger jocks--whose first names she didn't bother learning--she fucked) suck--how the patriarchy sucks and limits both hers and Ruth's (professional) options.

While we're at this, it's interesting that Debbie only considers seriously dating someone (Tex) after Ruth confesses that she loves Sam. And she literally makes incredulous faces (that Ruth can't see in the dark) and goes "What?!" twice during that particular discussion.

(She did the same thing after she saw post-coital Ruth seem happy with Russell. "Welp, you're moving on. So now I guess I need to start dating too." That's how she ended up having meaningless one-night stands with those valets. Remember her s1 confession to Cherry that sex with that male wrestler wasn't good for her, because there was no emotional connection? There are hints that something similar happened with those valets. When she found herself in Cherry's room in order to scold her, she let that valet waiting outside and didn't give a shit about going back to him and starting their session. Instead, she stayed to listen to Cherry's personal problems. She got high with Cherry and admitted that her life would have been much easier if she had never gotten married and had a kid.)

She still advises Ruth to go after him [Sam] though, because she loves her and wants her to be happy.

Moving on again.

Turns out that Debbie's "all men suck" sentiment comes true for her again.

Tex seems nice and not a bigot (again, interesting how she lies to the guy that's interested in her, because she wants to help a gay man with his AIDS fundraiser and goes there crossdressed/in a Marlene Dietrich suit) and non-threatening. (So did Mark.)

And yet, it turns out that even Tex doesn't really see her as an equal.

For one thing, he doesn't respect her work (the wrestling part).

For another, when they have a discussion about how actors don't have agency/power (she naturally can't help but think of and mention Ruth), he basically tells her, "Well, my work is dirty and you need to stay away from it. You'll never be my business partner, you're gonna be my wife." He makes it clear in that moment that he wants a younger beautiful/charming trophy wife for his business meetings. Debbie seems like she's drowning again (like when she was Mark's housewife) when he asks her about his ties.

That's clearly when Debbie decides to ruthlessly and unapologetically backstab him and dump him--especially after Ruth gives her that "wake up, Debbie, you're talking about wanting bigger things, but not doing anything to get them" call/talk.

The actress went a step further. She said that Debbie's attraction to him was based on her desire to become him: wealthy and powerful. She was flattered, because he made her feel wanted and sexy. (It's hard to miss how much Debbie craves constant validation, what with her huge insecurities.) Also see here: Ruth's "he's fun, easy and he likes me" about Russell.

But what does she need from a partner? And why can she never find it?

Debbie needs someone who respects and admires her, but doesn't hesitate to call her out on her bullshit when needed. Someone that can't be scared away by her greed and anger. Someone that makes her feel good about her body without objectifying her/treating her like a blow up doll. Someone who loves and accepts her the way she is, flaws and all. Someone who's good with her kid, whom she loves. Someone who encourages her to chase her dreams and ambitions. Someone who's her equal in every single aspect and makes her a better person. Someone that sees through her when she lies to herself. Someone who understands her "better than anyone."

Hm. That someone already exists though. Maybe Debbie doesn't need a husband, after all, but a wife.

Not just a random wife either. She needs Ruth.

Even when she chases her through an airport terminal, because she can't wait two weeks to tell her that she's going to build a straight men free "Eden" for both of them, she doesn't seem to realize what the nature of her feelings for her best friend are. She only knows that she loves her a lot and that she needs to give her a warm hug (a la 1x01 before the betrayal) before they separate for the holidays.

And then Ruth rejects her (always the heartbreaker), and that finally seems to do the trick. (For Debbie, at least. I think Ruth would only dare go there if Debbie made her intentions clear first.)

"Oh. I can accomplish these things, but I can't--do not want to do them without the love of my life by my side. Because the most powerful thing I ever did was loving her." [paraphrasing the actress]

There goes the lightbulb. [cliffhangery ending]

(Before I forget: fuck you, Netflix!)

In season 3, they fully resume their close friendship, but both of them fail to notice how different their dynamic is to the one they had during their pre-Markgate era.

(Their relationship used to be intense for all the wrong reasons. Jealousy, inferiority complex, lies, lack of communication. Then again, maybe the unresolved sexual tension has always been there and complicated things.)

Like, sure, they're both in a different place and have grown as people. Ruth doesn't take Debbie's shit anymore, Debbie now knows how to treat her better and be there for her in return etc.

But there are also some strong romantic undertones there that even the men in their lives can't diminish or dismiss.

As Liz Flahive said, these two were the actual will-they-won't they of the series.

#lord s3 was so gay there's Bash's arc there's Bobby and his club there's Arthie and Yolanda's arc #and then... there's Ruth and Debbie's romcom situation #never over Ruth's stripping and 'seduction' of Debbie #debbie x ruth #glow #sine's edits #q #betting that Sam wouldn't have been surprised if Debbie had chased/pursued Ruth after 3x10 #not that they would have Ruth and Debbie's subtext canon but just sayin' here #Mark sure did seem to notice the intensity between them in s1 #'you won't even talk to me but Ruth?'

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Probing Questions

Summary: Michael discovers what seems to be a miniature pod as he’s extracting Dallas’ from the lake. It’s far too small to be another alien. At least, not a humanoid one… He asks Alex for help figuring it out and then it hatches. Canon divergent after 3x10.

A/N: I was surprised at the lack of tentacles included in fic for this fandom. So I'm trying to change that.

Warnings: Tentacle sex and referenced mpreg

Read on AO3 / Masterlist

It was fucking freezing. And that was coming from someone who was warmer than the average human. Michael tugged his jacket tighter around his shoulders and focused on the center of the lake. Isobel had told him that the pod would call to him. That it wouldn’t be difficult to find. But he had been telepathically dragging this lake for an hour.

He cursed under his breath and let his eyes close again. A gust of wind threw his hair into more disarray that it already was. His mind suddenly hit a wall, though it felt more like a rock that was in his way than a wall. It was smooth and warm and powerful. That had to be Dallas’ Pod.

“You son of a bitch. Why’d you have to hide for so long,” he mumbled. He lifted with his mind, willing it to pop out of the water so he could get out of here before someone noticed him.

Pop was a bit of an understatement. The glowing light of the pod had barely breached the water before it was flying into his hands, warmth permeating off the surface. Except their pods weren’t supposed to fit into their hands. Their pods weren’t the size of a football.

“What the hell?” He questioned, turning the pod over in his hands repeatedly. He squinted at it, trying to see who - or what - was inside.

This wasn’t what he was looking for. He reached out with his mind again, not really focusing on anything due to his discovery. Then another pod floated to the surface. This one obviously meant for a full size alien. He wanted to be frustrated that it was so easy to find after an hour of searching but the discovery he had tucked under his arm was far more intriguing to him.

Michael brought the small pod to his bunker. He knew that he should tell Max and Isobel but he wanted to run his own tests first. It felt like there was life swimming around in the plasma. Why else would it radiate such a warmth?

And that warmth was taunting him. Twisting in his mind and down his spine, wrapping around to his stomach. He had to get whatever this thing was out of the pod.

Not even silver allowed him to break the membrane. He tried forcing the bonds apart with his mind and only succeeding in sending himself flying backwards into the wall. He knew better. He was the one who had determined that they were unbreakable by force.

Then he tried setting it on fire. He tried freezing it. He tried talking to it. Nothing.

Michael groaned and the butterflies in his stomach were becoming insistent. What was calling to him like this? He knew it was important but couldn’t place why. It was a need that wrapped up every part of his body. A crawling under his skin.

He really needed to tell someone about this. But Max, Isobel and Dallas already had enough on their plate. He needed someone he could trust. Someone just as curious as he was. Someone who wanted to know everything about him…

Grabbing his phone from the table behind him, he opened his messages. Alex’s name at the top of the conversation still made his heart flutter. The last text was Michael promising to come by for dinner tonight. He tapped out another message.

Hey, I know I promised dinner but I found something interesting.

The reply was almost instant and Michael grinned.

More interesting than food that goes cold before we can even eat it?

He snorted and the heat that he had been successfully ignoring coiled into his groin. Alex had been teasing him more and more and Michael had forgotten just how flirty he could be after all these years. He adjusted himself in his jeans.

Cute. But yes. I need your help. Come by the bunker?

Be there soon.

Michael was trying to electrocute the pod when Alex knocked on the lid of the bunker. He reached out with his mind and pushed it open. He waited until Alex was stepping onto the ground before pulling it shut.

Sparks flew as soon as he touched the wires to the surface of the pod. He dropped the wires as he flinched from the electricity hitting his skin instead. He muttered a curse before looking up at the man that had joined him in the small space.

“Michael… what is this?” Alex asked in awe as he shrugged his jacket off. He stepped forward slowly, eyebrows drawing together as he watched the glowing pod. Michael noticed the bag from the Crashdown in his hand.

“That the dinner that might actually get eaten this time?” He walked around the table and took the bag gently from his hand, setting it on another table to the side. Alex reached out and ran his fingers over the pod. It pulsed under his touch.

“Where did you find this?” Michael tried not to laugh at Alex’s fascination with the pod. So much that he wasn’t even answering Michael’s questions.

“Can I at least get a kiss before we dive headfirst into alien shenanigans?” Alex turned to face him, a sweet smile on his lips. Michael leaned forward, placing a gentle hand on his jaw as he pressed their mouths together.

He didn’t want to get carried away but that had always been a challenge when it came to Alex. Alex was the one who deepened the kiss first, touching his tongue to Michael’s lips briefly in a teasing motion. Michael slid his hand back into his hair, pulling on the strands before pressing him back into the counter.

They sighed together as Alex’s hands landed on his hips, pulling him closer. Michael nipped at his lip, tugging it as he pulled away from him. He groaned as he let his head fall to Alex’s shoulder while his arms wrapped around his back in a hug.

“As much as I want to continue, I really do need your help.” He felt Alex nod before giving him a gentle squeeze and pushing him back.

“So tell me what you know so far,” he said, smiling.

“Well I found it when I went to pull Dallas’s pod out of the lake. I was out there for an hour looking for it. And I think this thing is the reason why. It was somehow getting in the way of the other pod. As soon as I telepathically fished this one out, the other pod became traceable again.”

“And you’ve never seen something like this before?”

“No. But I can only hope that it will somehow help us in our fight against Jones.”

“Well it has to be alive. Why else would it need a pod?” Alex asked, taking the glowing orb in his hands and pulling it closer to them. “Maybe it’s a baby?”

“I may not know much about Alien biology but even that looks a bit too small to be a child.” Alex hummed as he turned the pod slowly, looking for some clue to what was inside.

The warmth that seeped from the membrane seemed to be getting stronger. The crawling under Michael’s skin started again. It twisted around his abs before moving south. His cock twitched in his jeans and he had to step away from Alex. He was too much of a temptation.

“Do you feel that?” Alex asked, voice lowering as his fingers continued to run over the pod.

“Depends,” Michael said.

“It’s like a warmth. It’s the same feeling I get when… when you touch me.” Alex turned his head toward Michael, an obvious blush on his cheeks. Michael swallowed and glanced back at the pod. It continued to ripple under his fingers.

Michael reached out and rested his hand over Alex’s, slipping his fingers in between his. Their joined hands sank through the membrane. Alex gasped at the feeling and flinched when something long and smooth wrapped around their hands and wrists.

They watched in amazement as a blue, almost black snakelike thing wrapped up Michael’s arm. It eventually stopped just above his elbow. They pulled their hands out of the pod slowly, worried they might hurt whatever this animal was.

There was something that could be described as the body at the end. Round and significantly larger in girth than the tentacle that protruded from it. Michael held it in his hands, the warmth from the pod was now coming from this little thing.

“Not to sound weirded out,” Alex started, voice shaking, “But what the fuck.”

“I…” Michael didn’t even know what to say. The small blob seemed to be breathing but he couldn’t feel any of the signs of a heartbeat. It started to quiver as small bumps raised on the surface, glowing blue and pink.

Alex reached out and touched the tentacle carefully. It shuddered at his touch, seeming to harden like a…

It suddenly unwrapped itself from Michael’s arm, slithering up under his t-shirt arm and over his chest, down to his abs. Michael gasped and stumbled back to brace himself against the counter.

“Michael!” Alex jumped forward immediately, grabbing his shirt and lifting up to see just whatthe organism was doing.

Michael could only pant as he felt the tentacle slip down his jeans and underwear just to wrap around his cock, stroking him slowly but with intention. He looked down to see that there were now two tentacles coming from the body in the middle. The hard one clung to his skin, vibrating in… excitement? The other down his pants.

“Hold on, I’ll get it off,” Alex said before reaching for the black mass. Before he had a chance to pull it off, it seemed to jump to wrap around his arm, pulling him in with a surprising amount of strength.

Alex was almost pressed completely against Michael, his arms trapping Michael in a cage against the counter. The other tentacle wiggled its way into his jeans and Michael couldn’t help the way his cock jumped at the sound of Alex gasping. He could only assume it was doing the same to Alex as it had done to him.

His jeans were uncomfortable and he could only think about relieving that pressure. Michael’s hands fumbled with his belt and button before yanking them open and shoving his jeans and underwear down to his thighs. He moaned as the creature worked him to full hardness.

He watched Alex’s face as he tried to fight against his own pleasure. His breath tickled his face as his hands gripped the counter he was propped up against. Without thinking, Michael, grabbed Alex’s buttoned pants and pulled them open.

“Michael… we have… to stop…” he panted out, trying and failing to stop his hips from thrusting forward.

“Trust me,” was Michael’s only response. Alex met his eyes for a moment before nodding. Then he slumped forward against Michael who pushed his pants and underwear down like he did his own.

The small alien between their hips stroked them at the same pace. Alex’s hips tried to thrust faster but the tentacle refused to give him that satisfaction. Michael grabbed his face and crushed their mouths together, tongue pushing past his lips. Alex groaned and pressed himself closer.

He wasn’t sure how long they allowed the little thing to play with them, slowing the pace whenever either of them came close to coming. But then Alex was shoving Michael backward, reaching down to grab his thighs and lift them up, forcing him to lay back on the counter. The alien stayed connected to Michael, releasing Alex and instead focusing completely on him. The other tentacle slid between his legs and over his balls to his ass. The body kept itself stuck to his thigh.

“That little thing really likes you, it seems,” Alex panted out as he yanked Michael’s shoes off then his pants. Michael could only groan in response as the appendage poking at his hole seemed to grow wet.

The tentacle pushed slowly, just breaching the rim of his ass. Michael’s back arched as a warm fluid was shot inside him. His muscles relaxed almost instantly and the tentacle wiggled itself further inside him.

He groaned and pushed himself up on his elbows to look at Alex who watched him with amazement and no small amount of lust. Michael grabbed his shirt and yanked him forward.

“Get up here so I can at least fuck you senseless right along with me,” he nearly growled at him.

Alex whined and pushed himself up on the counter, kneeling between Michael’s legs. He captured Michael’s mouth with wet kisses. Their teeth knocked together as Michael pulled him as close as possible. They moved backward almost subconsciously, knocking over various papers and equipment to make room for their bodies. The shattering of glass didn’t even register.

The movement inside him only picked up in speed but still didn’t go deep enough for his liking. Michael tried rolling his hips for more but it was useless. The little alien had all the control. Alex’s hands dragged roughly over his torso and down to where the tentacle still stroked him, but with far less intent.

Alex ran his finger over the black skin and it shuddered, vibrating around Michael. Michael yelled out as his hips bucked off the counter.

Alex laughed then rolled off to the side, kicking his own shoes off before hurriedly trying to remove his prosthesis and pants. His mind was clouded as he watched Alex, the tentacle teasing and edging him. He pulled himself up enough to roll closer to Alex, tugging his sweater up his torso, forcing him to stop the removal of his pants so he could lift his arms.

Michael kissed and moaned against Alex’s skin as he ran his lips up his spine. Eventually Michael heard a soft thud of clothing and something heavier hitting the floor. He was being shoved back by Alex who pulled at his t-shirt, lifting it over his head.

Then Alex was sucking a bruise into his collarbone, scratching down his chest with blunt nails and pressing his own throbbing cock against the black tentacle still wrapped around him. It vibrated with Alex’s touch again and slowly uncoiled itself from Michael.

Michael pushed Alex back and looked between them to see what the little black alien had planned for them next. The tentacle in his ass had stopped thrusting as it shifted, running over Alex’s thigh and between his legs.

Alex moaned loudly as it moved back and forth between the crease of his ass. His legs shook and Michael pushed him back again, using his telekinesis to stabilize him until he sat on the counter. His legs spread open, resting on top of Michael’s. He watched Alex’s muscles tremble as the tentacle teased around his hole, just as it had done to Michael.

Michael grabbed Alex’s leg and pulled him closer so he could reach his cock without needing to stretch as much. Alex threw his head back and moaned as the tentacle pushed into him. Michael watched as some clear fluid ran out from around his hole. His own cock jumped at the sight. He was so wrapped in up in the way Alex moved and arched to accommodate the tentacle he almost forgot about the one inside himself.

But then it was shoving into him again, deeper and rougher than before, ripping a groan from his throat. He squeezed his hand around Alex’s cock as his own jumped and leaked pre-cum. He pried his eyes open to watch Alex who already stared back at him, lip trapped between his teeth. Michael moaned at the view. He ran his eyes down his chest as it rose and fell with his panting, sweat glistening under the lights. His abs flexed and hips bucked up into Michael’s hand.

“Fuck,” he groaned out. He was going to come and the tentacle seemed to know this as it started thrusting and rubbing against his prostate. The arm that Michael used to support himself was shaking and he knew it wouldn’t hold much longer.

He was squeezing himself around the appendage buried deep in his ass, practically begging it to let him cum.

“Michael, come here,” Alex gasped out. His eyes shot down to where Alex’s legs only opened wider with every thrust from the black tentacle. “I want you on top of me,” he pleaded. He met his eyes again and nearly came right then. Alex was wrecked. High on sex and all he wanted was Michael. So Michael moved quickly, holding back his own orgasm. He pressed Alex down to his back and rubbed their cocks together. Michael kissed him roughly, rocking his hips in time with the thrusting tentacle inside both of them.

Alex grabbed handfuls of his hair, pulling and guiding Michael to the angle he wanted. Michael moaned into his mouth as his hips stuttered in their rhythm. He teetered on the edge of his orgasm. The tentacle wiggling and throbbing inside him felt like it was stretching him open more with every new thrust.

When Alex bit his lip, he fell apart. His body spasmed as the tentacle didn’t let up on its assault. White spurt and leaked form his cock, more than normal. It dripped down over Alex’s cock and hips. Michael’s arms shook as he tried to stop himself from collapsing on top of Alex who just wrapped his arms around him and continued rolling his hips up.

“Alex…” he gasped out as the overstimulation kicked in. Another hot wave of liquid filled his ass as the tentacle slowed it’s pace. His dick started to reharden immediately and he let his head fall against Alex’s chest.

Whatever this little alien was, it eliminated any sort of sexual exhaustion.

Alex’s nails dug into the skin on his back as a loud moan pulled his attention to the man twisting and grinding below him. Michael placed kisses on his chest as he pressed his hips firmly against Alex.

“Talk to me baby,” he encouraged, letting his breath tickle one of his nipples before sucking it into his mouth gently. Alex whined as his back arched into him.

“It’s… so fucking hot. I’m… so close…” he managed to force out between sighs and moans.

Suddenly the appendage in his ass yanked itself out roughly, slipping back between his legs and instead focusing all of its attention on Alex. Or rather, where their cocks rubbed together. It wrapped around them both, the fluid it filled Michael with coating the bumpy surface and spreading it over them, mixing with the cum. Michael groaned and bit down gently on Alex’s nipple. His nails dragged down Michael’s back in response, and Michael could feel the red lines forming on his skin.

“I want… I need…” Alex stuttered out.

“Anything you want baby. Anything.” His labored breathing seemed to freeze for a moment as he staved off his orgasm. Alex’s hands left his back and grabbed his face, pulling him up so there was only a few centimeters between their lips.

“Ride me, cowboy,” he ordered, a smirk breaking out on his face. Michael moaned at the order but couldn’t stop the chuckle from the silly nickname. How was Alex so perfect for him?

The tentacle unwound itself as if it knew what they were saying. It slid over Michael’s thigh as he shifted to straddle Alex’s hips. He pushed himself up, placing his hands on Alex’s chest for stability. Alex’s hands ran down his body to his hips and he gripped them, forcing Michael to grind against him. He cursed as warm fluid leaked from the tentacle over his hole again.

Carrier.

The word slipped into his mind and he almost ignored it. It wasn’t a voice he recognized. In fact, it was hardly a voice at all, more like an implant of the word onto his very being. Like he was being labeled. Michael looked down at the blue-black alien that squirmed and wiggled between them.

“Michael?” Alex questioned, pulling himself up. The tentacle continued its mission as it slowly pushed past Michael’s rim before pulling back out. A shudder ran down his spine from the sweet torture. He wanted to shove Alex back and sink down on him, milking his cock until he was dripping.

“The alien… Spoke to me,” he said slowly. More symbols that looked like alien language seemed to flash across his mind. And he could understand them.

“What did it say?” Alex asked slowly, trying to keep his hips still with the prodding of the alien at his own entrance. It seemed to be getting inpatient, pushing roughly at Michael’s prostate once before returning to its teasing. Michael’s hips jerked forward as he stifled a moan.

“It said I was the ‘carrier,’” he said as he ran his hands over Alex’s shoulders. Alex’s eyebrows drew together. “As in the carrier for a child.”

Michael wanted a kid or two at some point. He knew that. But it wasn’t something he had ever brought up with Alex.

“How could you…” He trailed off. Michael could finish the thought for him.

“Alien biology. Men can carry children… if they need to. It involves implanting an egg. Similar to surrogates here. And that little alien has the egg.” There was more that the alien had told him. But he didn’t want to overwhelm Alex right now. He pressed his hand to his chest to force him back on the counter. He sent his own thoughts back to the alien. They would wait.

“Michael, we can’t bring a child into the world right now,” Alex said, worry written on his face. Michael just leaned down and kissed him.

“We won’t. I told it to wait,” he said as he pulled away. He shifted so his hole lined up with Alex’s still hard cock. “Now I believe you demanded I ride you.”

The tentacle at his entrance moved to fondle his balls as he rubbed himself along Alex’s length. The man below him moaned and let his eyes flutter closed. Michael wanted to take in the stunning view below him forever. Alex’s hands curled into fists before he grabbed for Michael’s forearms, gripping them and holding his hands to his chest.

Another warm spurt of liquid leaked over Alex’s cock as Michael started to slid down him. All the prep from the tentacle made this easy. He sank down faster than he expected and he whimpered as Alex’s cock rubbed against his prostate. Michael felt the tentacle tracing his rim where Alex stretched him and he dug his nails into his chest as he tensed.

“Fuck Michael, if you keep squeezing me like that, this won’t last nearly long enough,” he breathed out. He did his best to relax his muscles but the prodding at his hole became more and more insistent.

Michael ground his hips against him, not wanting to lift himself and lose the feel of Alex stretching him. They both moaned in sync as he continued in a steady rolling of his hips. Alex’s cock throbbed inside of him as Michael worked him back up to the edge of orgasm.

“Come on Michael, I know this isn’t enough for you,” Alex taunted below him. He glared half-heartedly down at him. He was right and the smirk that grew on his face showed that he knew that he was right.

Michael slid one of his hands to his throat and began squeezing. Alex rolled his head back and gripped Michael’s forearm. Then Michael lifted himself almost fully off of his cock so just the tip was inside. The tentacle pushed at his rim again, the slick surface seeming to vibrate against him. He groaned and sank back down onto Alex. His fingers gripped Alex’s throat harder, pulling a low moan from him as his hips bucked up to meet Michael’s.

He repeated the motion again, faster. Alex pulled at his skin, eyes half closed but focused completely on Michael. The tentacle shifted around his hole and Alex suddenly started gasping and grinding wildly. When Michael sank back down he realized why. The tentacle had wrapped itself around Alex’s cock, easily adding another inch to his girth.

And Michael took it all in at once.

The tentacle moved inside him, stroking Alex’s cock while fucking into his prostate. He squeezed himself around them and Alex let out a long moan. He grabbed his hips and yanked him down. There was no warning as his second orgasm rocked through him. Cum covered Alex’s stomach.

His orgasm still moved through him when Alex lifted him up and roughly pulled him down again. Another weak spurt of cum dribbled out of his cock as he whined but still moved his hips anyway. The tentacle seemed to unwind itself from around Alex, instead moving opposite his thrusts.

But it was the times when both Alex and the tentacle were buried inside him that he felt like he was on cloud nine. He wanted more. He wanted Alex and this little alien to ruin him. Michael’s legs shook as he kept lifting his hips and sinking back down. Alex moaned beneath him as he lost control of the rhythm of his hips.

“I’m gunna cum,” he gasped out. The he ground his teeth together and growled, “Fuck me harder damnit!” Realizing he was talking to the alien tentacle, Michael grinned.

“Who me?” He pulled himself off his knees and into a squat so he had more control over his motion. He braced himself against Alex’s chest and bounced. Alex’s cock rubbed against his prostate and the tentacle pushed further inside him. Alex’s eyes rolled back as his fingers trembled on his skin.

“Fill me up, baby. Ruin me,” Michael ordered. He felt the pulsing of the tentacle inside him, warming his insides with it’s own fluid. He cursed and the lights in the bunker flickered. A beaker on another counter shattered.

“Oh, fuck. Michael!” Alex jerked up as their hips came together in a final hard thrust. Alex held Michael in place while he grinded against his ass. Michael felt his cum spilling inside him, leaking out around his hole. The hole that was now lacking in tentacles.

Michael clenched his ass as Alex slipped out of him, cum leaking and dripping. Michael fell back to his knees, panting as he grabbed Alex’s face and kissed him. He rubbed himself along Alex’s cock, loving the small whines Alex made whenever the tip slipped inside him again.

He was still hard. Both of them were. Cum smeared between them as the tentacle wiggled back towards the pod. Michael watched it from the corner of his eye. It was done with them already?

Keep warm… The symbols danced in his head.

Michael refocused on Alex as he continued the rocking of his hips. He didn’t need the tentacle to please him.

Alex’s fingers ran over his shoulders and up his neck until they tangled in his hair. His erratic breathing was slowing as he pulled Michael in for another openmouthed kiss. Tongues danced and tasted like they had just been starved of each other. Michael knew he would never have enough of Alex.

“Did it fuck you hard enough or should I finish the job,” Michael asked him during a break in their kisses.

“You’re the only one that ever fucks me to satisfaction.” He dragged his lips down Michael’s throat and bit gently. He moaned as he shifted from straddling Alex to kneeling between his legs.

“Then I believe I owe you,” he breathed next to his ear. Alex shuddered as Michael pushed his legs open and back.

“Don’t think I didn’t notice the shattering glass. Did two cocks filling you make you lose control?” He could picture the look on his face. He pushed himself up and sure enough, Alex had his lip tugged between his teeth and a smirk that made Michael’s cock jump. Michael scoffed and pressed the tip of his cock against Alex’s hole.

“Maybe. But it was mostly just because of you.” Alex’s back arched as he moved his ass closer, letting the head easily move past his rim. “Should we see if you can make me do it again?”

Alex pushed himself up and grabbed the curls at the back of Michael’s head, rolling his hips to take more of him. Michael’s eyes closed as he bit back his moan.

“Whoever comes first gets double stuffed next time.” Michael didn’t hold back the low groan this time. He grinned at Alex.

“So are we trying to not come first?” Michael asked. “Cause let me tell you, it’s not a punishment.” Alex flushed and crushed their lips together briefly. He pulled away and his lips brushed against Michael’s as he spoke.

“Maybe but I don’t think you realize how hot it is to watch.”

Michael jerked his hips forward, burying himself deep inside Alex. He yanked on his curls as he gasped, pulling their foreheads together. Michael pulled out slowly before shoving himself back in. Alex moaned, a chorus of ‘yes’ fumbling from his mouth.

“I know how hot it is to watch you beg for it.”

Michael pushed Alex back down to the counter as he leaned over him. He pulled almost completely out and then pushed back in but only enough to make Alex mewl and arch his back. Alex’s eyes pleaded for more but Michael wanted to hear it.

“What’s that look for?” he taunted.

“The only reason you’re not fucking me senseless is because you don’t want to show how much I drive you crazy,” he threw back. Even breathless, his cocky words made Michael’s cock throb. That mouth was going to be the end of both of them.

“I oughta put you on your hands and knees,” Michael threatened.

“What’s stopping you?”

“The fact that I want to watch your face as you fall apart.” He thrust his hips forward roughly. Alex ran his hands though his own hair, pulling as he gasped. His ass squeezed around Michael as he thrust again. Michael mumbled a curse.

He pulled Alex’s leg up to rest on his shoulder. He turned him partially on his side and lifted his hips just off the counter. He snapped his hips forward, fucking him the way he knew he wanted.

Alex braced his hand flat on the flat surface and the other reached for his own cock. He could barely keep his eyes open as he got lost in the ecstasy of their skin slapping together. His moans spurred Michael on. He turned his head and bit into the skin on his leg and groaned. The lights flickered again.

“Losing it already? Come on Michael, fuck me harder,” Alex said as he squeezed his ass again.

Another glass shattered and Alex just smirked up at him. Michael’s nose switched as he tried not to smile back at him. He pushed his leg back so he was spread wide. The smirk didn’t stay on his face after that.

“Don’t pretend I’m the only one who can’t get enough.” Alex’s mouth dropped open with another long moan.

“You’re right…” he panted out. “You feel so fucking good and I’m already so close.”

“Good boy,” Michael purred as he leaned down, burying himself deep inside him and grinding.

“Michael,” he whined desperately, squeezing his own cock. Michael breathed out a laugh and grabbed his wrist, pulling it away from his cock.

“That’s cheating,” Michael said, pinning his wrist to the counter. Alex tried and failed to match his thrusts because of the position he was in. But that was fine. Michael only wanted for him to feel everything.

“I’m gunna—” His admission was cut off by another moan as Michael adjusted the angle of his hips. Alex wasn’t the only one on the edge. With the twitching and tensing of the muscles around Michael he was spiraling quick.

Michael shifted Alex so he was back on his back. He took Alex’s other wrist and pinned them both next to his head on the counter. He covered Alex’s mouth with his own, swallowing moans and sighs as his hips stuttered in their pattern.

Alex’s body shook beneath him, arching and grinding up to take his cock deeper. He broke the kiss and their harsh breath mixed. His moans and whines got louder and louder and Michael squeezed his wrists.

“Cum for me baby. Cum so I can fill you up,” he panted against his lips.

“God, fucking yes!” Alex strained against him as trembling lurched through him. Michael felt the warmth of his orgasm hit his skin and he let himself fall forward. He ground his hips into Alex, drawing out his orgasm as Michael found his own release.

He buried his face in Alex’s neck as he yelled out and waves of pleasure washed through him. Alex rocked his own hips, milking his cock. Michael released his grip on his wrists and immediately Alex was wrapping his arms around his shoulders as their movements slowed.

Alex traced mindless patterns on his back with one hand and the other pet his hair. Michael pressed soft kisses to his neck. Alex hummed in appreciation and kissed the side of his head.

“So next time you get to watch me be ruined,” Alex said quietly. Michael snorted a laugh and lifted his head to look at him.

“Nothing scares you away huh? Not even a tentacle alien made for sex.” Alex grinned and ran a finger down his face to his lips.

“Hard to complain when the sex is epic. Though can I request that we do this someplace softer like the couch next time?” Michael let out a full laugh and pressed his head against his chest. He felt the chuckles coming from Alex too.

“I promise. Maybe we’ll even make it to a real bed. But maybe I can figure out exactly what this thing is before then.”

“I’m more than willing to help with any… tests.” Michael shook his head and looked back up to Alex wiggling his eyebrows.

“What am I going to do with you?” he said, leaning forward and kissing Alex again.

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keithbangstanpage · 3 years

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in honor of alexa @lesbiannie-rights and i watching glow 3x10 again and just going nuts, we have new profile pictures. love those funky little lesbians. i wish alison brie would give me that money she owes me. anyway

#this website is great because i can just say whatever i want #have a great weekend everybody

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imyourbuddie · 4 years

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Kiss Under The Mistletoe(3x10 Coda)

Buck has the mistletoe.

Eddie’s not sure how he feels about it.

Buck dangles the bundle above Hen’s head and leans in to brush a soft kiss on her cheek. Eddie’s insides does something funny, and he’s not sure if he should run and hide or bolt across the room and hip check Hen and take her place.

He does neither. Instead, he watches as Buck prances, prances, over to Athena and Bobby, waves the mistletoe around like some sort of trophy, and demands kisses from them both. On the cheek, of course, but the slither of something cool and unsavoury under Eddie’s skin makes him think his brain hasn’t quite gotten the memo.

Buck grins, his teeth so white they’re blinding, then twirls his way to May and Harry, earning himself two more kisses, before catching up with Chim and Maddie. Buck holds up the mistletoe, and Chim and Maddie laughs as they each plant a kiss on both of Buck’s cheeks.

A petite blonde woman taps Buck on the shoulder. Eddie doesn’t recognize her. Maybe she’s with the group home Karen invited. She smiles up at Buck, her thick curls cascading down her back as she leans up on her tippy toes, and her cherry red lips brush the corner of Buck’s mouth. Buck blinks, surprise evident in his wide eyes, but by the time he gets his wits about him, she’s long gone.

Eddie’s stomach does a flip-flop, and he doesn’t notice the death grip he’s got on his cup until the plastic snaps. Shit .

Buck shakes his head, his cheeks rosy even as his lips curl into a faint little smile. That cold thing pools in Eddie’s stomach and turns sour.

The rest of the evening sees Buck clinging to his little bundle of mistletoe like it’s his new favourite toy, and people coming up to him and showering him with kisses. Some on the cheek, some on the lips, and every kiss is like a kick to Eddie’s gut.

But he can’t just walk up to Buck and kiss him. There’s no way Eddie can plant a platonic one on Buck and walk away. Not after his feelings for his best friend have been building ever since they removed that live round from that guy’s leg together, snowballing until Eddie’s careening out of control, stuck in the middle and dragged along for the ride.

Dinner comes and goes, and of course, Buck sits with Eddie and Christ. Buck brings Chris his present, and Buck hovers wherever Eddie looks. Close enough that Eddie can see the mistletoe poking out of his pocket, wilting around the edges, but still so far out of Eddie’s reach.

Why Buck’s still hanging onto that thing even though he’s kissed literally every person at the party is beyond Eddie. Well, every person except him. And Eddie should feel relief, should be grateful that he won’t be accidentally outed by an innocent gesture like kissing under the mistletoe. But he’s so far from happy even Chris noticed.

“Daddy? What’s wrong?” he asks.

And Eddie wants to kick himself. “Nothing, mijo. Just tired.”

“Does that mean we have to go home?” Chris sounds dejected, his smile a little forced, and it doesn't take a genius to figure out Chris is looking out for him. When did Eddie become this person who needs his son to protect him? When did he become so fragile?

“No, we can stay a while longer if you’d like,” he says and ruffles Chris’ hair. Chris beams, his eyes turning into slits. His mouth move, but before he can reply, Denny comes by and drags him away, no doubt to play with the new train set Karen got him.

Eddie scrubs a hand down his face and takes a deep breath. He needs to clear his head, get himself out of this ridiculous funk before his abuela notices. Slipping away from the festivities is easy with so many people crowded in the lounge and kitchen. Cool evening air greets him as Eddie pushes through the backdoor of the fire house, and for the first time that night, he breathes easy.

It’s a beautiful night with clear skies and just nippy enough Eddie wishes he’d grabbed his jacket. He finds a spot by the engine bay door and sits, leaning his head against the side of the building. The cool air helps clear his head. One breath in, one breath out.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

He’s no less agitated, but at least his hands have stopped shaking. Eddie stares up at the sky, wishing he could see past the glow of the city that seems to never sleep, wishing he could see the stars he knows are up there.

So he could make a wish. One small, selfish wish where he can call Buck his.

Eddie chuckles, the sound humourless and a little desperate. After all this time, all these signals he thinks Buck’s given him, Eddie’s still too afraid to reach out and take what he wants. Too afraid to make the same mistakes he’s made with Shannon.

Buck’s his best friend. Could he risk ruining that for something he’s not even sure is actually there?

“Yo, Diaz.”

Eddie startles, his head snapping to the sound of that familiar voice. “Buck?”

“Thought you don’t answer to Diaz.” Buck smirks as he eats the distance between them in long strides, a blanket draped over his arm.

Eddie can’t help but notice the long lines of Buck’s legs. Christ, the guy’s all legs, and Eddie never knew he was a legs man until now. “I don’t.”

“Uh huh.” Buck plunks down next to Eddie and spreads out the blanket over them. Eddie shivers, but he’s not sure if it’s from the cold. “What are you doing out here all by your lonesome?”

“Who says I’m lonely?”

“You just did.”

Eddie sucks in a sharp breath and looks away, his cheeks burning. Shit. Why does he have to be so defensive? Now he’s talked himself into a hole he’s not sure how to crawl out of. So he stops talking, and silence descends upon them like dust.

Buck shifts next to him, drawing his legs up and pulling the blanket to his chin. His bare arm brushes against Eddie’s, and the dry heat of his skin scorches hotter than any fire Eddie’s ever run into. Somewhere in the distance, a car alarm blares and a dog barks. Someone shouts in Spanish, and Eddie chuckles.

“What did he say?” Buck asks, his voice a little hoarse.

“It’s not for polite company.”

“Since when am I polite company?” Buck turns and pins Eddie with his stare.

Eddie swallows under the weight of all that blue, and his mind blanks. Spanish, English, he can’t think straight when Buck’s staring at him with so much intensity. He should say something, anything, but his tongue’s stuck to the roof of his mouth.

Buck leans closer, his tongue darting out to lick his lips, and Eddie can’t help tracking that small movement. Can’t help but wonder what that tongue tastes like, what Buck tastes like. Buck shifts closer, inch by agonizing inch until his nose is a hair’s breadth from Eddie’s, and something green creeps into the edges of Eddie’s vision.

“Mistletoe?”

Buck grins, and before Eddie realizes what’s happening, Buck’s lips press against his.

Fireworks explode behind Eddie’s eyes, and that pathetic, startled moan can’t possibly be from him. Calloused fingers stroke along Eddie’s jaw, then Buck’s warm palm cups Eddie’s cheek with incredible tenderness.

Eddie presses a hand to Buck’s chest, and the erratic beating of his heart seems to match Eddie’s. Buck opens up to Eddie, and Eddie doesn’t need a written invitation to finally, finally savour the taste he’s been yearning for so long.

The press of Buck’s tongue is electric, and the heat of his mouth and the softness of his lips are beyond anything Eddie’s ever dreamt of. Eddie pulls back, but he’s barely pulled a breath before Buck’s on him again, and this time, the kiss is anything but chaste.

The blanket slips and Buck crawls into Eddie’s lap, strong thighs on either side of him. Eddie’s arms slip around Buck’s torso, fingers curling into the fabric of Buck’s uniform, and Buck grins before licking into Eddie’s mouth.

Eddie’s drunk on the taste of Buck’s mouth, the weight of Buck’s body. Drunk on the heat of his skin and the scrape of his nails along Eddie’s scalp. Everything about this moment is incredible, and Eddie believes a little more in Christmas miracles.

Buck pulls back and leans his forehead against Eddie’s, his blue eyes lust-blown, his lips kiss-swollen and glistening. His hair is disheveled, and Eddie can’t remember when he did that. They stare at each other for a long, loaded moment, their chests heaving together and slowing down in time until they both finally stop panting.

“Fucking finally,” Buck huffs.

“Hm?”

“Been waiting for you to kiss me all night.” Eddie blinks. His face must be doing something stupid, because Buck throws his head back and laughs, the sound throaty and rich and full of mirth. “Figured at some point I just gotta take matters into my own hands.”

Eddie chuckles and shakes his head. He picks up the forgotten bundle of mistletoe and holds it over their heads. “I’m glad you did.”

Their lips meet once more, and this time, Eddie’s never letting Buck go.

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