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something something Jake thrives in chaos but craves peace, something something Bradley thrives in peace but craves chaos

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“You used to hate this part.”

Bradley’s voice is soft. Pitched low enough that his words are more rasp than velvet, more of a scratch than a balm, but Jake still feels warmed through.

He cracks an eye open slowly as Bradley’s words hang in the air, shifting a little against Bradley’s side as he forces himself back to awake instead of dozing.

“What part?” Jake asks, arm wrapping tighter around Bradley’s waist.

He hikes his leg up higher over Bradley’s thighs and yawns, wincing when the movement reminds him how they’ve spent the afternoon.

“This,” Bradley murmurs. “Just — bein’ together.”

Jake snorts. “You mean the afterglow? M’pretty sure I love this part, sore ass be damned.”

“No,” Bradley mutters fondly. Jake can’t see it happening, but he knows Bradley is rolling his eyes. “Bein’ sore is your fault, by the way. I told you I shoulda gone slower.”

“I haven’t been home for eight weeks and you picked me up wearin’ my cologne,” Jake huffs, stifling a yawn. “I didn’t want slow, I wanted you in me.”

“Romantic.”

“Bite me.”

Bradley laughs quietly, his hand moving over Jake’s arm until he’s able to press his finger against a brand new bruise forming on Jake’s shoulder. “I did, remember?”

Jake twists one of Bradley’s nipples in retaliation. “What part, then?” he asks again, brushing a kiss against Bradley’s collarbone.

Bradley settles at the kiss to his skin, running his fingers up and down the length of Jake’s arm as he answers, “The — after afterglow, I guess. You used to hate the quiet, y’know?”

Jake swallows, closing his eyes. “I still do,” he admits. “Anywhere else, I hate it. It fuckin’ makes my skin crawl.”

Bradley tilts his head so his lips brush against Jake’s forehead as he whispers, “But here’s different?”

“You know it is,” Jake whispers back. Then, teasingly — “There’s no place like home.”

“Mm, you mean back in your house or back to using my chest as a pillow?”

“Our house,” Jake replies, pressing in closer. “And yes.”

the fact that itsv was miles trying to get everyone home and atsv is everyone stopping miles from going home

hangster or icemav friendship kiss 🫶🏻

The gayviators

I am fascinated by how, in the Bridgerton Extanded Universe, everyone is in a period drama EXCEPT the Bridgerton family, who is in a romantic comedy.

Now that Colin is safe from the threat of a previously bully journalist outing him and can more objectively pick up on queer-coding cues in the club, who's going to write the fic where he goes full tedtrent conspiracy theorist, trying to figure out if Ted is available on his new mentor's behalf?

Oh Trent's got it BAD for the gaffer, this is perfect... yeah, yeah Coach has freaking HEART EYES whenever he looks his way! ... wait... shit... did Coach just say he's straight? fuck, oh no ... hold on, he 'WAS' a straight man? what are you now?? ... Roy says Trent went full dork on Coach and was glowing afterwards - though I think Roy said something more along the lines of 'Looked like there was fucking sunshine spewing out of his ass' - alright, alright, I think we're still on track!!

Colin, the second Trent walks into the room: You are a strong and capable man, Trent. You are not a piece of shit. Ted would be lucky to have you.

Trent: ??!!????!!!?

Alex: So is this thing between Buck and Bucky supposed to be a secret? Brady: Hardly, the only people who don’t know are Buck and Bucky.

Got back from seeing the movie again and a tiny theme I liked was the solidarity in the younger POC generation vs the older gen.

Margo, Hobie, Pavitr and Miles all had eachother’s back. They fought together, they helped eachother in small ways like Hobie telling Miles to use the palms, and big ways like Miles saving Captain Singh and Margo letting Miles go “home”.

They could’ve stopped him, they could’ve not helped eachother but they did. Because they understood and they all realized what was wrong with the Spider Society. All of them at the end came together to support and help Miles, in the way the rest of the spiders couldn’t.

And when you put that into perspective with Miguel and Jessica, older POC that gave no support. They believe that Miles has to suffer in order to become Spider-Man, that pain will always have to happen.

But the others don’t believe that, they know that best way to be a hero is uplift and help eachother. Often the parents, the older generation compromise their morals and others for the future, for them to grow up safer and yet the future generation always has to reckon with the consequences of those actions without even having a say in the first place.

That’s a damn message, and I love that they used the younger poc generation to show that because this does happen in real life, there is a difference and our parents, our grandparents believe that pain has to happen for our identity to be created.

#ThankYouBones Week

Day 9: 4 Hodgela scenes that made you cry

I think perhaps my favorite thing about this couple is that they were completely unplanned at the start of the series. TJ and Michaela had such chemistry during their scenes together in season 1, that the producers and writers had no choice but to take notice. It wasn’t always smooth sailing for these two. And we even had to endure a broken up Hodgela for a couple years. It could have been painful, but I think they both grew into the people they needed to be in order to finally achieve their happily ever ever. Angela and Hodgins have been a joy to watch evolve and grow more and more in love with each passing season. One of my all-time favorite moments (not pictured) is when Hodgins made it possible for Angela to pursue her dream of living and working in Paris. The plans were set, and they had one foot out the door. But during their last case at the Jeffersonian, Angela witnesses Hodgins’ excitement as he operates a piece of machinery. And he literally tells the machine that he will miss it. The scene cuts to Angela just staring at her husband. And later, she informs him that they have to stay in D.C. Hodgins’ life is at the Jeffersonian. And she cannot take away his dream just to fulfill her own. Even if he would willingly bend the world to make her happy. “And-and I’m okay with it. As long as I’m with you.” Additionally, the paralysis arc was some of TJ and Michaela’s most compelling work to date. Like Booth and Brennan, Hodgins and Angela have proven time and time again that they are solid. Though they nearly crumbled when Hodgins spiraled into a dark and hopeless state after learning that he may never walk again. Angela refused to give up on her husband and the life they share. And she helped him find his way out of the darkness. Now they are thriving once more. And I couldn’t be happier. They deserve the world, and more. Angela is Hodgins’ carburetor for life. 

Who gives a shit if Dennis is gay or bisexual, the only thing that matters is that he's an opportunist.

He whored himself out to make bank and I respect that.

my Mexican dad before we went to go see Wakanda Forever: so Namor, it means like “no love”? Is that part of his character?

me: no dad, that’s just been the character’s name since 1939.

Namor in the movie: so I took that as my name, “Namor,” the child without love!

my dad: