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#idk this is fun to me
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Do you ever get the AU sillies? Where you think of a goofy little idea/trope and want to put your faves in it? That's what this is lol
"Damn it! Damn it all to hell!"
Baxter let out a frustrated sign as he wiped his fingers clean on his handkerchief, then threw the cloth down onto the engine of his broken down car.
Things were not going his way.
It had been just over a week since Baxter Ward had decided to set out to build a life of his own. He'd packed his suitcases full of clothing and valuables and savings and informed his mother and father that he was giving up his role in the family business and heading east to make his own way.
As he stood on the deserted country road, car officially out of commission and nothing and no one in sight, he thought for just a moment that he may have made a mistake.
Then, over the hill that he'd just been about to cross, he heard the unmistakable sound of hooves.
Like a vision, a horse appeared on the horizon over the hill, and on top of the horse was a man. A handsome man, Baxter could tell as he horse came closer. Perhaps a man that could save him.
"Hey there," the man shouted out when he got close enough. "Need some help?"
Baxter held his hand up to shield his eyes from the sun, trying to get a better look. His savior was tall, he could tell, with tan skin, brown hair and bright green eyes. He was good-looking, and when he tipped his hat at him as he guided his horse to stop beside him, Baxter unconsciously put a hand over his heart.
"It seems as though I'm having a bit of engine trouble," he said, gesturing to his car beside him. "I tried to take a look under the hood, but I'm simply hopeless with these things, I'm afraid."
"I'm not too good with them myself," the man admitted, giving Baxter a small smile. "But my brother is. If you like, I can give you a ride to the farm and he can bring you back here and get it going for you."
Baxter had heard of the kindness of strangers, but this was too much. Still, looking into this man's eyes, he had a sense that he could trust him.
And really, it wasn't as though he had much of a choice.
"All right," he said cautiously. "If you're sure it won't be a bother."
"Not at all."
Baxter went back to the car and grabbed a small bag, quickly placing a few items inside that he didn't want to leave behind -- the money, a couple of keepsakes from his childhood. He briefly considered grabbing the pistol he'd tucked away in his glove compartment, just in case, but pushed the idea aside and stepped back. He wasn't in danger, he knew that much.
He approached the horse, and before he could ask how to get to the farm the man had mentioned, the friendly stranger had reached his hand out to him. Baxter hesitated for only a second, then took it. He was easily hoisted onto the horse, years of dancing giving him the grace to get settled quickly behind the man.
"Name's Jorge," he said, alerting the horse to start moving again.
"Baxter," he said shakily, placing his hands on the edges of the saddle to brace himself. "A pleasure to meet you."
They made small talk on the way back to the farm, which was a short distance away from where he'd broken down. Baxter learned that the farm belonged to Jorge's family, and his mechanically inclined brother's name was Derek. He assured him that Derek could fix anything, that he was very good with his hands. By the time they arrived, he was feeling confident that he'd be back on the road in no time.
When Jorge brought his horse to a halt and got down, Baxter took a moment to look around. He saw a two story house, white and a little rundown with comfortable-looking chairs lined up along the porch. A short distance away were fields and fields full of crops -- this was the first time he'd ever stepped foot on a farm, he noted as Jorge helped him down, so he had no idea exactly what was growing there.
Before he could say anything, the front door of the house opened and a woman stepped out. She began walking towards them, a glass in hand, and as she approached Baxter could tell that she must be Jorge's mother.
"I brought you a lemonade," she told Jorge, then smiled to Baxter. "Looks like I should have brought out two glasses!"
"This is Baxter," Jorge said, taking the glass and handing it to him. "I think he could use this more than I could."
"It's a pleasure to meet you," Baxter told the woman, holding his hand out to her. She took it, and he shook it lightly, dipping down in a slight bow and grinning at her.
"You picked up a charmer, Jorge!" she laughed. "I'm Irene."
Baxter nodded, and took a polite sip of the lemonade, which quickly turned into a few big gulps. It was delicious, for one, but he hadn't realized just how parched he'd gotten, standing in the hot sun in his three piece suit for the past few hours, willing his car to start.
He gave the two hospitable strangers another smile, this one a bit more bashful, as he lowered the glass.
"It's delightful," he told them. "Thank you very much."
Jorge told Irene what had happened, how he'd found Baxter and why he'd brought him along. He'd no sooner said his brother's name when Baxter heard a deep, rumbling voice behind him call out, "Need something?"
When Baxter turned around, he went weak in the knees. If he had thought that Jorge was handsome, then the man sauntering up to him was a god. A little shorter than Jorge, but with the same sandy brown hair and tan skin. This man was more muscular, too, which Baxter saw in exquisite detail as he lifted his t-shirt to wipe his face -- with that move, he was treated to the sight of defined abs, and lovely hip bones jutting out above the top of his jeans, which were riding low. He was an absolute vision.
"Derek."
Baxter looked down at the hand extended to him, and without a word, he took it. Derek's grip was firm, hands warm and calloused. It was a solid handshake -- the first handshake to ever give him butterflies.
"A pleasure," he said, hoping his voice wasn't as shaky as he felt. Derek smiled at him. A billion-dollar smile if there ever was one.
"Baxter's car broke down, I told him you could probably help him," Jorge said.
"Yeah, of course," Derek said, shooting Baxter another smile. "I just got finished up, why don't we go check it out?"
After a few more minutes of conversation, Derek led Baxter over to his truck. He opened up the passenger door for him, and when he'd settled into the seat, he shut the door behind him, giving it a pat before moving over to the driver's side.
"So, Baxter," he said, pulling the truck out of the driveway and heading towards the main road. "What brought you out here, anyway?"
At that moment, with Derek so close that he could feel the heat coming off him, he wasn't sure that he could articulate exactly what did bring him out here. But he had a funny feeling that he could easily explain what might make him stay.
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wrdn-tabris · 1 year
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wait this is dumb and retroactively very very small dialogue but i didnt realize tht there was mention of a gay couple in terrys class in the show. this aired in like. 99
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evidently-endless · 1 month
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i think we should remind musicians they can absolutely make up little stories for their songs btw. it doesn’t have to be about them at all. you can invent a guy and put him in situations to music. time honoured tradition in fact.
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084392 · 2 months
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had never heard of "mlp infection aus" until this month and ngl i still dont know what they are but. it made me want to draw some of them getting taken over by their cutie marks or something......
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keymintt · 9 months
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a comic/zine about coyotes
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kayawolfhorse · 3 months
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Discuss
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lotus-pear · 9 months
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clowns in court
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caruliaa · 1 year
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staff still hasn't given me polls, what should i do?
🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪 their moms 69%
🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪 their dads 31%
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grace image os i get to look at her
#edit: edited the og post to what i want but to set the record straight i edited to the post to be mathematically correct right after the#first person pointed it out which was like ten mins after i posted the og post. now fuck offf !!!!! the rest of the tags r from the og post#for some reason i feel very immature making your mom jokes about tumblr staff. which i shldnt !!#bc they suck nd they still havent given me polls. but i ig i feel imature bc it a your mom joke 😭 but still i tihnk its kinda funny#EDIT: edited the post to what i want bc yall were getting annoying . but to set the record straight i edited to post to be mathematically#also its *mum* not mom okay i am NOT !! an american . but if i say mum everyone will j be like 'omg british' like i dont know i am#anyway. i want polls please. give me the rigght to force my mutuals chose between the most inane things#also i tihnk it wld b cool for the cs weekly blog. like w each episode#i cld do a poll of like. out of five stars what do u think of this ep#and it wld b a cool thing of which eps r ppls faves#also i cld have like. whose ur fave in team red whos ur fave in acme etc#id prob just have to go with vile faculty bc theres more than 10 ppl in vile. and ppl wld kill me if i didnt include nel the ell or whoever#it wld b fun !!!#oh btw csweekly thats i thing i want to start. prob on uhhh the 11th of feb ill post abt it more but its basically#a tag/blog for watching cs one ep a time watching one ep every saturday#ya !! :3#flappy rambles#inaccessible#ask to tag#(<- idk. just in case)
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rosarrie · 5 months
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just realised i never posted the original sketch of this guy
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yanderespamton78 · 6 days
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Edit since a lot of people seem confused - your "real" name is the name that you want to be referred to in real life. It doesn't have to be your legal name. So if you're trans and you have a different name to whats on your birth certificate, even if not many people call you by the name, it still counts as your real name.
Edit 2 : Holy shit guys please stop reblogging this post my poor inbox im getting like 20 notifs an hour asjfhkajshdkh /lh /srs
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white-weasel · 1 year
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Funniest bit of the dnd movie is Xenk clearly being an NPC the DM introduced for lore and plot purposes who’s a competent fighter because of course he is, his reputation and backstory require it. But whoopsies the DM made him too powerful, the whole party likes him, and now they want him to come with to fight the BBEG which will completely and utterly fuck up the encounter balance
So instead of there being any actual plot reason he can’t join Xenk just says “I can’t. This is something only you can do.” And then walks off, never to interact with the party again because the DM just knows those little shits will find a way to use their OP creation against them
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licca-archive · 9 months
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put what you gave them in the tags !
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obsob · 5 months
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bedtime story with my love !!
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ruporas · 9 months
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captain's warm hugs! (id in alt)
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breadandblankets · 2 months
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Duke: "So then Ra's went-"
Damian: "You know that's not grandfather's name right"
Duke: "Hm?"
Damian: "that's not his name it's a title, you're supposed to say the whole title, his name isn't 'Head'"
Duke:
Damian:
Duke: "She give me Ra's on my Ghul til I…"
Damian, sighing, unsheathing a sword: "Thomas, I know you will survive this, so I will not be holding back"
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dannymans66 · 14 days
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Would this be considered shipping content ?? Not really sure
More fanboy law posts here and here
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