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loganslowdown4 · 7 months
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*at the bowling alley, Thomas spots a guy he wants to impress*
C!Thomas: Uh, maybe type in T-Rex?
Thomas: No wait! T-Sand—
Thomas: No no, Tommy Tsunami!
Thomas: No, Tom Tom
Logan: I wrote ‘Thomas’
Thomas: Yes. Classic, timeless, I love it.
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sweaterkittensahoy · 2 months
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Here’s an idea: In all fics it’s usually Bucky pining for Gale and everyone trying to get them together. How about pining Gale letting Bucky be happy with others because he truly loves him and wants him happy and Curt decides enough is enough and asks Gale out to light a fire under Bucky
Buck doesn't think he's obvious about how watching Bucky walk off with another pretty face yet again makes him ache. He knows he has a good poker face, and whatever ache he feels watching Bucky choose another partner for a fling is his to deal with.
"Buck, so fucking help me, would you just let that fucker have you?" Curt says one night as Buck watches Bucky dance with an RAF pilot with a wide smile and an easy laugh.
Buck jerks a second later when what Curt's said actually reaches his brain. "What? Curt. What are you--"
"You're in love with him," Curt says. "It's obvious."
Buck breathes out hard through his nose. "Not to him," he says.
Curt rolls his eyes. "Because he thinks he doesn't have a chance."
Buck squints at him. "What?"
"Look, as much as I yell at him to stop putting you on a fucking pedestal, he does. Okay? He does. He thinks you need the perfect guy. The most wonderful person to ever exist. And he figures the reason you let him whore himself around is because you're not interested in him romantically, so he focuses on what having fun, not on having you."
"He likes whoring around," Buck says. "Look at him. He doesn't want something serious." Bucky's dipping the pilot and kissing his neck. "I'm not going to stop him enjoying himself. I don't want him if he's not himself."
Curt sighs and stands up. "Okay, well, time to dance with me."
Buck whips his gaze back to Curt. "What? Why would I--I don't dance."
"You do for now," Curt tilts his head and grins. "Come on."
"What do you think you're going to accomplish?" Buck asks, even as he stands to let Curt lead him to the dance floor.
"I'm showing him you don't mind a little bit of slut in your man," Curt says.
Buck's intrigued and confused, so moving to the dance floor with Curt is the only thing he can do that has anything like a plan attached. He sees Bucky catch their approach from the corner of his eye, but he focuses on Curt because that's only right.
"Okay," Curt says as he pulls Buck in close. "Hold me like I was Bucky."
Buck shifts instantly, holding Curt's hand in his own and pressing them against his chest, sliding his hand low on Curt's back and spreading his fingers as wide as they're go.
"Oh, very nice," Curt says, and his tone makes Buck grin. Curt grins in return. "All right, now kiss my forehead like you wanna kiss Bucky's."
Buck stares at Curt for a long moment. "What?" he asks with a laugh.
Curt beams at him, that bright open smile he flashes like it's easy. "You heard me. Come on."
Buck takes a slow deep breath, then closes his eyes. He leans down and presses his lips to Curt's forehead, lingering for a long moment. He'd have to tip his chin up to do this with Bucky, but it's nice all the same.
When Buck opens his eyes, Bucky's off the dance floor, sitting at their table, and staring. "What do I do?" he asks Curt.
Curt gives him a wink. "Go get your fella, Cleven. Blame it all on me."
Buck can't help but drop another kiss to Curt's forehead. "Try not to get syphilis tonight," he murmurs.
Curt bursts out a laugh and slaps Buck on the ass as Buck slips away.
Bucky doesn't look as Buck sits across from him. He's rolling his glass between his hands, seemingly fascinated by the napkin his glass had been on.
"Bucky," Buck says. Bucky doesn't look up. "Bucky, I--I want you to have everything you need. And I wasn't sure that was me." Bucky's gaze snaps to meet his own, and Buck's breath catches at the want and need in Bucky's eyes. "If you--if you want to still dance with other people. Fuck other people. I don't care. I don't. If you want--fuck." Buck reaches out and touches Bucky's arm. Bucky keeps staring, eyes bright even in the dark of the pub.
"Bucky. John. I love you so much. I thought you didn't love me the same way. And I was fine with that. But--"
"Buck, shut the fuck up and get me out of here," Bucky says. "If I don't kiss the smell of Curt off you in the next hour, I'm going to lose my goddamn mind."
"Jesus," Buck sighs and grabs Bucky's hand, dragging him outside. They make it as far as a shadowed alcove just down the street. Bucky pushes Buck against the wall and kisses him hard and filthy and desperate.
"I didn't. I'm not your type, Buck. You need someone who'll be devoted to you."
"John," Buck sighs. He takes John's face in his hands and presses a kiss to his forehead. "When have you ever not devoted yourself to me? Fuck your way through the entire English countryside. I don't care. Devotion isn't just keeping it in your pants."
"I will though," Bucky says. "I will if you want."
"Be happy, John. Be happy and let me make you happy," Buck replies. "That's all I need."
"Fuck," Bucky sighs. He kisses Buck again, hands wide and heavy on Buck's ribs. "Curt says I put you on a pedestal, but I don't. I swear I don't. You're just--I didn't think you wanted this part. That's all."
"I want every single part of you, John Egan. And I want you to give away whatever you want. Just know that when you're with me, I've got all of you."
Bucky groans and kisses Buck again. "Yes," he sighs. "Fuck yes."
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Hen: I don’t want to make a move on her until I know for sure she’s gay.
Chim: No worries, I got you.
Chim: *walking up to Karen* Excuse me? Hi, I just wanted to ask what lipstick are you wearing?
Karen: Oh, I’m wearing chapstick.
Chim: Ok, thank you!
Chim: *brushes past Hen* She’s gay.
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trashfangirlsworld · 4 months
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Fit (at the end of the frubbo date he is spying on)- This homosexual is LOCKED IN rn
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lotus-soup-pot · 1 year
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You think you are the biggest shipper?
I present to you Tiw - the president of the SoundWin Fan club and Wingman for TinnGun
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Why is it when I see you two fight I feel like shipping? Tiw to SoundWin
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Your ship isn't sailing smoothly? No Problem, Tiw has for everything a solution.
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pokemon1oadvanced · 2 years
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Camp Cretaceous Season 5 Spoilers
How is no one bringing up the fact that our sweet Ben thought Yaz was implying he date his Dino?
Like Ben, honey, how am I supposed to keep defending you?
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xbuster · 1 year
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guys i present
*reasons why i should be ur wingman*
-i will go up to anyone y think is cute and ask for their snap/number/insta/tiktok/ext
-i’ll make u look good “ya they r one of the most generous people i know” even if u gave me a scoop of ur ice cream once
-i’ll try to help u ask them out, like find out what they like yk like what interests u guys share
-if u wanna make it official i’m here to help, what do i say/when/what ifs
-will set u up with someone who will match u, personalities like mix/r each others types
previous things thta i did
*my friend thought a guy from a diff school was cute i got his number for her
*my friends thought some guys were cute got both of their snaps and they spent the hole weekend together (someone’s hand even went around a shoulder)
*i introduced two of my friends to each other and after talking on and off for a bit then talking for like 2 days became official like barely spoke then fucking uhauled
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royal1asset-if · 1 year
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Somebody give Garry the Bartender the prize for best wingman ever.
I agree anon, he's the best wingman ever.
"Oi, Garry!" I called out with a grin, waving him over.
He approached, curious, and I handed him the trophy, a glint of excitement in his eyes.
"What's this?" he asked, examining the trophy with awe.
"Your award!" I exclaimed, clapping my hands in delight.
"Thank you!" he said, his smile widening as he proudly displayed the trophy on his stand.
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yabakuboi · 7 days
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"Dude," Steve says, pressing on his eyes because he feels like he's about to cry. "What the fuck."
"What?" Dustin squeaks, alarmed. "What? Steve, you're freaking me out!"
"Good!" Because Steve just worked eighteen hours and it's past midnight and he got thrown up on twice and there was a bed pan incident and even though he showered at the hospital he probably smells awful and it rained and he lost his keys so he had to take the bus and he's sweaty and tired and wet and cold and Dustin's DnD friend is hot. "I can't believe you'd do this to me!" Okay, maybe Steve's feeling a little delirious.
"Do what??" Dustin is full on shrieking right now. His hot friend is standing in their apartment looking more and more worried and hot.
"You didn't tell me he was hot!"
The expressions that go across Dustin's face is impressive, before they stop and he settles on a flat glare. "Seriously??"
Hot guy is now blushing and Steve will collapse if he doesn't keep with the righteous fury.
"I've been TRYING to get you two to meet for months now!"
"You didn't tell me he was hot, though! Dustin!!"
"I don't know what guys are hot, Steve!" Dustin says indignantly. "I thought you didn't like nerds!"
"Dustin!"
"Um," says hot guy. He looks like he's panicking.
Dustin's face changes again. "Oh, no. Oh, no, you're right."
"All this time!" Steve says and he really is close to tears. "You've been nagging on me all this time to find my soulmate, and you had the perfect guy right here?? You had him in my home??? Dustin!"
"Whoa," whispers hot guy.
"I'm sorry," Dustin wails now, just as distraught. "You love nerds, all your favorite people are nerds, I don't know what I was thinking, oh my god!" He whirls on hot guy. "Eddie, give Steve your number right now!"
"Okay," says hot guy Eddie, immediately. His face is super red and his eyes are wide, and he looks scared out of his mind as he fumbles his pocket for his phone. "Yeah-Yep-Absolutely. This is a thing that's happening."
Steve, tears burning in his eyes, watches as Dustin punches his number into Eddie's phone. "Okay," he says a little nasally, wiping quickly at his face. "Okay, I'm going to shower and then sleep for two days, and then pretend like this never happened so I can look hot guy in the eye when he asks me on a date. Sound good?"
"Sounds great!" Dustin says, all cheery now. Behind him, still looking vaguely scared for his life, hot guy gives him a shaky thumbs up.
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gumdefense · 7 months
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We have moved past Maya and Franziska wingmanning narumitsu as a society. They would not fucking do that. We need to realise the truth which is that Larry and Gumshoe would try to wingman them and only succeed through failure
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stellarfalls · 3 months
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*taps mic* BACK with some news!! 🗞️ 💍
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tomeoflies · 1 year
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"He's horny, my friend."
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"Well duh! But where's the fun in not making him say it?"
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call-me-strega · 4 months
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Dc x DP Prompt #8: Best Friend’s Brother
Preface: this prompt can be used with different characters but I’m writing it as Dead on Main bc that’s my favorite. Also the colleges I mention are real colleges from the DCU
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Danny Fenton was 18 when he moved to Gotham for college.
It was the only place with a half decent engineering program that would take a kid with his record; drop in grades, unexplained absences, missing class, a disciplinary record, etc. Plus there was a decent saturation of both magic and ectoplasm in Gotham’s air. After he got accepted he decided to tell his parents he was Phantom. They reacted surprisingly well all things considered. They were horrified to learn they’d been hunting their son but it quickly turned into acceptance to listen to what he had to tell them. Now they turned their obsession from hunting ghosts to learning more about ghost more humanely. He also managed to get his former rouges to agree to call off any major shenanigans in favor of less destructive outlets. (He got Ember a TikTok and a YouTube channel, he set up a drag racing circuit in the realms for Johnny and Kitty, let Technus enter the internet as long as he stayed within Amity’s grid or help Ember manage her stuff, allowed Desiree grant wishes for Make a Wish Foundation kids so long as she didn’t horribly twist them, etc.)
Now with the town not at constant risk of danger and his parents agreeing to really handle any rouge ghosts, Danny could leave Amity with a clear conscience. His friends were also growing up and heading to their own colleges. Tucker was heading to Ivy University in New England, which rivaled MIT in terms technological prestige, and Sam decided on Vandermeer University in Pittsburg, which had a reputation for being a very liberal, anti-authority campus. Although their trio would be spread out, Danny found comfort in the fact that they’d all moved from the Midwest to the Northeast.
With promises to stay in touch a visit. Danny got set up in GCU’s dorms, ready to move into the next chapter of his life.
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Danny Fenton was 20 when Tim Drake (age 19 but nearing 20) officially became one of his best friends.
They had been introduced to each other by their mutual friend Sebastian Ives for a new Warlocks and Warriors campaign. Their friendship extended beyond WnW when they ended up on the same Applied Physics and Mechanics class. It was cemented when they got pair up for a project in class and had to spend lots of time around each other.
Danny didn’t mind that Tim tended to be a bit flaky and Tim didn’t mind that Danny was possibly not 100% human. They didn’t ask each other too many questions about that stuff. They knew the other had something odd about him and that was fine with them. It was nice to have a causal friend they could be normal with, without being questioned about their more peculiar behaviors.
They officially became best friends when the built a Rube Goldberg machine with a working trebuchet within an hour of the three they had to complete it for their Applied Phys-Mech final. Danny introduced Tim to Sam, Tucker and Jazz. Tim introduced him to Steph, Tam, and Cass. They texted and hung out fairly often. They truly did consider each other one their best friends.
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Danny Fenton is 22 when he meets Tim’s family.
Tim’s 21st birthday is coming up and he has plans with his family the day of and is going out with his friends, including a couple from out of town, that night. They want to take him out for his first drink and it’s fortunate timing since it’s the weekend so nobody has to worry about classes. Everyone who was going was already informed that Tim would be spending most of the day with his family before Steph and Cass would bring to the club everyone was meeting up at. Which is why it’s purely a coincidence when he runs into them at BatBurger during the lunch rush.
Danny had just picked up the part-time job to earn a little extra cash to pay for his hobbies. Tim new about it but didn’t know the exact location he worked. That’s why they were both presently surprised when they heard each others voices in the drive through. When they pulled up to window Danny saw his friend leaning over a tired looking black-haired man, trying to stick his head out of the drivers window to give Danny a maniacal grin.
He quickly introduced the other passengers of the car as his dad, Bruce, and three of his brothers Dick, Jason, and Duke. He mentioned he had a fourth brother, Damian, who was still at home. Danny couldn’t really see everyone all that well on account of they were inside a car but he happily greeted them as well. They laughed and Danny wished Tim a happy birthday saying he’d see him at his celebration later tonight before handing them their food. He could the rowdy boys ribbing their brother as the car drove away and Danny resumed his work.
That incident seemed to have opened a gate because now Tim felt more comfortable inviting him over when his brothers were still around the house. He occasionally talked about his family more and Danny returned the favor letting snippets of his own family spill a little more. Occasionally, he’d see Tim’s family outside of his interactions with Tim.
He’d run into Damian, and sometimes Bruce or Dick was with him, at the museum or in the park while the younger had been walking his dog and stopped to say hi a couple of times. He chatted with Dick a couple of times when they were both in line to get coffee at a cafe. He saw Duke on a college tour once and waved at him.
The family member he probably saw the most other that Tim (and by extension Cass) was actually Jason. He’d ended up ditching BatBurger to get some more practical experience at an apprenticeship at the auto shop Jason went to to get his motorcycle serviced. The two of them got along pretty well and would often make conversation when Jason was waiting on his bike to be ready or to get his bill.
At first is was small talk about little things like how he and Tim were doing in class or how their days were going but they soon grew to have genuine interests in each other. Jason let Danny talk about space and mechanics and even gave his own thoughts sometimes, once helping Danny realize he was over complicating the circuit board of the device he was building. In return Danny let Jason ramble to him about literature, even taking the initiative to read a book Jason mentioned so he could talk to him about it better. Their conversation tended to be on the briefer side but were always enjoyable to both parties.
Danny actually liked being around Jason a lot but didn’t really bring that fact up a lot around Tim as it didn’t seem necessary. Tim was pretty glad that Danny got along with his family but he preferred to keep them in separate places in his mind. Danny knew and respected that, only really mentioning that he’d seen them recently and that they’d told him to say hi on their behalf (or die in Damian’s case occasionally).
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Tim Drake was 22 when he came to a horrific realization.
Well, perhaps horrific was a bit of an exaggeration. Tim wasn’t necessarily horrified by the revelation. In all honesty he didn’t know how to feel. He felt an odd mixture of protectiveness, possessiveness, confusion, and optimism(?).
You see, Tim and Danny had been hanging out in the campus center, studying and goofing off when he got a text from Jason saying he was coming to pick him up for family dinner at the manor since he was closest and Dick was busy picking up Duke and Damian from their after school clubs.
“What’s up?” Danny asked him curiously.
Tim set his phone on the table and started putting his stuff away. “My brother is coming to pick me up for family dinner so I gotta head out soon.”
“Ah well I should probably get going too. Tell Dick I said hi.”
“Actually, it’s Jason. Dick is picking up Duke and Damian,” he said shoving his textbook into his bag.
“Oh? That’s nice of him. Hey do you wanna just head out together?” Danny asked, fidgeting with his hoodie strings.
Tim noticed a slight strain in Danny’s voice at the mention of Jason but didn’t comment. He just nodded his head sure and walked outside with Danny. They got out to the street when Tim realized he’d left his phone in the library. He faced palmed and asked Danny if he could hold his stuff so it wouldn’t slow him down as he ran back to the campus center to get his phone. Danny agreed to and hold his stuff and wait for Jason while Tim went back.
After getting his phone Tim started heading back to where he left Danny when he saw that Jason had arrived that Jason had arrived and was talking to Danny. He was about to call out to them when he noticed several things in quick succession. Danny was fidgeting with his hoodie, something he tended to do when nervous. The tips of Danny’s ears were a light shade of pink (it isn’t cold out yet?). Danny looked deeply absorbed in his conversation with Jason in a way that reminded Tim of how he talked about space. And Jason seemed just as absorbed in the conversation as well.
The gears in Tim’s head went into overdrive and he realized ‘Ah- Danny has a crush on Jason’. His eyes widened as his head whipped around to examine Jason again. He saw a look of genuine fondness in his eyes. Thus Tim was confronted with the aforementioned horrific realization and complicated feelings. Tim didn’t know whether to laugh, cry, or both.
‘My dumbass best friend has a crush on my brother. And worse(?), my idiot brother returns those feelings.’
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eggsdrawings · 1 year
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the shared crush crisis
part two!!
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ghostbsuter · 7 months
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He smoothly slides next to Steph, acting nonchalant in a way she knows he's forcing himself to appear.
"So," the guy starts and steph hope of not being hit on at the gala burns away.
"You single?"
She sighs, groaning inside, imagine herself whacking the cute guy.
"Not interested." At her dismissal, he blinks owlishly. In that moment, Cass swings by, taking her side.
"Oh!" The boy chokes. "Ancients no– not for me," he coughes, and steph doesn't know if she should be offended.
"I'm asking for her." He points across the ballroom, and steph meets the coolest looking gal (beside her and cass) and sees her flush, hiding behind her glass.
Oh she's adorable.
"I'm danny by the way," the guy— Danny introduces, "that over there is Sam, Samantha Delphinium Manson, call her Sam tho."
He grins when she turns to look at him, interest peaked.
"Saw her looking at you and knew i had to wingman," At his words, she gives a matching grin.
"Stephanie Brown, I go by steph." They shake hands. It somehow feels like they'd just agreed to some shady business.
"Mind giving me pointers before I woo your bestie?"
"Ask about plants and animals. You will quickly learn of her passionate work."
Tugging at her arm, Cass leans to her, wishing her a quick good luck.
They hold a silent conversation with Danny looking at his shoes, as much as steph would love to woo someone, she wouldn't leave without making sure cass would be okay.
Cass only shoo's her away, and Steph takes that and does.
Time to let her charm go wild.
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