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MEGAN THEE STALLION during soundcheck ahead of her SOLD-OUT show in New York City (May 21, 2024) | Hot Girl Summer Tour

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His eyes … 🌊

[he is needed in the worst of ways]

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So what do we think a MOTA Office AU would look like?

Because they all either have a sense or adventure or want to help (I imagine, having enlisted), I can't see them doing anything like selling insurance or office equipment.

But maybe they do something like marketing, for worthwhile organisations and campaigns: climate activism, wildlife conservation, equity campaigns, charities, the lot.

Jack Kidd is 100% the HR manager. Bucky was promoted internally at first, but both he and his boss took less than a day to decide he wasn't the guy. But Jack was. He's the only one that can keep their team in line.

Rosie is the Head of Legal. He's got a heart of gold but he is a sneaky fucker, and an excellent lawyer, and has caught a few unscrupulous companies parading as charities to try and get their marketing team on board. That does not fly with Rosie.

Lemmons is the Tech Guy - but actually paid fairly for his expertise and treated with respect. They all know the place would fall down around their ears without him.

And Bucky and Buck are the two creative leads. Bucky focuses on video: TV adverts, social media videos, the lot. Buck focuses on print and they both work with the user researchers and street teams who are managed by Crosby.

Crosby is a good manager, buts he's not allowed to give his teams directions to their locations on any given day. Not after the New Year's Eve Incident.

Anyone else have ideas around an office AU? Bonus points if there's buck/bucky. Obvs.

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if buck's being honest he kind of hates bucky a little bit. he hates him for looking at him like he loves him, hates him for the gifts and the songs and the lucky deuce and for standing so damn close to him all the time because its making it so hard not to love him back. it would be so much easier if he really was like his dad, if he looked at him like he's weak, like he's nothing like he would never be anything to anybody. he wants to tell him to stop talking him up to the brits about his flying, even as the compliments make him flush. please stop loving me bucky, he thinks, because i already love you too much

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the waist that Bucky (and Callum) are madly in love with

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MASTERS OF THE AIR (2024) Part one

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In another life?

I don’t think so.

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i will do anything (whatever you want)

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bucky egan acts like the war widow of all time in eps 4 and 5. aside from the fact that everyone was gearing up to tell john about buck going down like he was a wife on the home front, you’ve got the suicidality and recklessness, the drinking and insomnia, the need to burn down what took buck even if it reignites his own moral crisis about the cost of war, the last minute jacket switch so if he goes down it’s not in a jacket buck hates… i am gonna be thinking about this forever

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insane to me to be in love with a guy with the same vices as your drunken dead gambler of a father. does the smell of whiskey when he drapes an arm around your shoulder remind you of pony tracks, buck. does your stomach churn at the increasing frequency with which you see a flash of that flask. are you terrified of looking into his drunken eyes one day and seeing a stranger there

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bucky egan // "free" by florence + the machine

the feeling comes so fast and i cannot control it i'm on fire, but i'm trying not to show it

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An Meme

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insane to me to be in love with a guy with the same vices as your drunken dead gambler of a father. does the smell of whiskey when he drapes an arm around your shoulder remind you of pony tracks, buck. does your stomach churn at the increasing frequency with which you see a flash of that flask. are you terrified of looking into his drunken eyes one day and seeing a stranger there

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this is me hitting y'all with a "hear me out" on bikeriders!gale and college student leaving!john. pleasepleaseplease think of the cliche daddy issues. the slow burn angst. strong intimidating but softie biker bf pulling up to pretty college bf's house. gale passing his helmet to john while john's parents watch from the kitchen window in horror as their son gets on the back of a rugged tatted man's motorcycle. john stealing gale's hoodie when he stays over so he can 'accidentally' wear it home the next day and bury his face in the smell of gale's cigarettes and cologne and gasoline and open road.

or, alternatively, bikeriders!gale is leaving!john's friend's single dad lmaoo. classic dilf crush trope. john makes a new friend at college and the first time he goes to his house he meets his dad and is like fuck. well, that's it for me. he crushes hard from day one and has no idea gale feels the same way because he's dense and gale's not gonna make the first move obviously. and god, the miscommunication and the secret flirting and the hookups and dancing around feelings because neither is sure if it's more than sex for the other. i could fill three books with this shit genuinely <3

idk i just think the contrast of both of them would be such a fun dynamic to explore and they'd look fucking beautiful together :-)

(this is definitely not me gauging the interest were i to make this my next chaptered fic btw. absolutely not. xx)

(edit: we're going with the first idea lads. world building is happening. i'm in my mind palace. we're yapping under #leaving bikeriders au lol)

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buck x bucky wildland firefighter au

(family tree, thoroughfare by ethel cain)

playlist this empty northern hemisphere - gregory alan isakov house fire - tyler childers mandatory evac / counting cars - the oh hellos shovels & dirt - the strumbellas prayer in open d - phoebe bridgers

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insane to me to be in love with a guy with the same vices as your drunken dead gambler of a father. does the smell of whiskey when he drapes an arm around your shoulder remind you of pony tracks, buck. does your stomach churn at the increasing frequency with which you see a flash of that flask. are you terrified of looking into his drunken eyes one day and seeing a stranger there