I Know The Dash Is Speculating About New Stuff But Here I Am Thinking About What The Bachelor Party Would

i know the dash is speculating about new stuff but here i am thinking about what the bachelor party would look like if chimney showed up and tommy didn't have to leave. could buck try and successfully manage to act like he's not with tommy... thoughts in my head

I'd love to see more Ranma 1/2 fan art of different hair colours

i need to try to find the words to use

QPR buddietommy

Chapters 12 & 13: on queerplatonic relationships, demisexuality, and found families

“I did it!” Evan announces as he bursts into the loft. Even fresh off a 24-hour shift, he has energy to spare.

Tommy is starting dinner while Eddie watches from the island, sipping a beer. They had been deep in a discussion about the current baseball season before Evan had interrupted. Tommy looks up from the vegetables he’s chopping to see his boyfriend practically wagging his tail as he bounces towards him grinning, his arms open like a toddler.

“What’d you do, baby?” Tommy can’t help but smile fondly as he puts the knife down and allows Evan to pull him into a tight hug.

Evan ignores his question, giving him a smacking—almost comical—kiss before untangling himself and turning to Eddie.

“Eddie,” he says. He walks over to where Eddie is sitting and takes his face between his hands. “I did it.”

“So I’ve heard,” Eddie says, one eyebrow raised and an expression overflowing with fondness. “What did you do?”

“I figured us out. I figured- I found- Eddie, it’s-” Evan is smiling so hard he can’t form a sentence. He’s so beautiful like this: pure sunshine radiating out of his face. His dimples are showing and his cheeks are rosy.

“Breathe, Evan,” Tommy reminds him, amused.

Truly, Tommy loves all sides of Evan, but this is his favorite one. Happy, effervescent; positively bubbling over with so much love he can’t keep it inside of himself. It pulls Tommy into Evan’s orbit, allows him to feel even a shadow of the joy that Evan is bursting with.

Eddie is clearly getting excited too. He and Evan feed off each other sometimes when they get like this. It’s incredible to watch; to see two people so in sync that one can get excited just from the other one being excited, even if they don’t quite understand why. Tommy, as ever, just feels lucky to have a front-row seat.

“I’m gonna send- fuck, I should’ve done this before I came in but I didn’t want to ruin the surprise, hold on.” Evan takes his phone out and starts tapping away at it.

Moments later, a link to a Wikipedia page appears in their group chat.

Eddie’s eyebrows furrow. “Queerplatonic relationship. What’s that?”

“Eddie, that’s us. We’re- did you know that Abraham Lincoln-”

“Woah, woah, give me a second to at least read the summary before you start talking about presidents, Buck,” Eddie laughs.

{ao3}

im always thinking about that post where someones grandma said “some people have never cleaned a bathroom and it shows” bc it does show

i started listening to carly rae jespen because of this essay (i’ll put it below) and i think about it all the time. like. this guy says it better than i ever could.

Ever since I was a little girl I always wanted to get hit by a car in a way that would make me a lot of money