I think the start-stop try again nature of buck and tommy’s relationship is actually a good sign for its longevity. it’s the whole “you don’t find it, you make it” thing; the “no, I want you, actually. I want to try to do this difficult thing with you.” it’s choosing and being chosen over and over again not because it’s easy but because it’s worth it to have that person in your life
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you know what? fuck it, man. the world is held in the fists of people who like to break things. at this point i’m saying who gives a shit. wear that victorian dress you don’t have an excuse for. dress up like a witch, pointed hat and all. who cares anymore. why worry about it when there’s bigger stuff to worry on. i’m saying. yeah, this lipstick is too dark, wanna share? i’m saying go talk to her, tell her that you like her hair. i’m saying she’s out of my league but i’m still swinging, i’m saying yeah i’m in a ballgown and it’s a pta meeting. what about it. eat the extra brownie, tell her your feelings. i’m saying if nothing matters than we might as well give nothing meaning.
#i’m saying if existence is a void at least i’m going down screaming.
it’s been 9 years since i wrote this. i was experiencing 24/7 anxiety so badly that i needed serious medication. these days in the back of my car is an “emergency party box.” when people admit they no longer really celebrate their birthday; i tell them to put the sash on and queue up kesha, we’re going bowling or something. these days i can’t spin around without finding something i am enamored with. these days i list 3 things i’m grateful for before i fall asleep. you’re probably one of them, just by virtue of you existing.
at the time i wrote this, i was suffering through a severe panic attack literally every night. i tortured my brother with constant 2 AM calls just to hear someone else breathing, because i couldn’t be alone in the silence.
i rarely wish i was still 23 even though ironically i had more hope back then. what i can tell you is this: i love the same way, but bigger now. i’ve worn the velvet cape to several business meetings. i spent thursday in a crop top without caring what my stomach looked like.
i told her i like her; i often dress as a witch. i still got glass in my foot this morning. i’ve kissed maybe a thousand people since then and met a million more than that; passing like the shadow of a hammerhead in trains and planes and buses.
i saw you, beloved, there, maybe, on platform in south station. you didn’t speak, but you said: i struggle to give the nothing meaning. the nothing fills up everything. it is just loud and yellowed panicked silence. i can’t stop shaking.
on the roof, birds curl together against the chilled spring wind. the sky outside of the craft store was an iridescent pink. the nothing already had meaning; you are giving it meaning by witnessing.
the act of living, beloved: it’s just decoding how to translate it.
"you only like her because shes a woman" yup "you let female characters get away with too much" yes "if a man did this you would hate him for it" indeed
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fake fic title: in a city where reality has long been forgotten
xo cam
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sorryyyyyyyyy all I'm picturing is an eternal sunshine of the spotless mind au !! which would probably kill me but other than that
a fic where buck wakes up on july 14 2026 but it's a universe where the bucktommy breakup never happened. and at first it's just like "man haha this fucking SUCKS we're so happy together and living together and while I was snooping around I found a ring engraved with an inside joke I don't even recognize because it's been 2 years, and when I ask tommy what happened that night that we broke up it's so nothing that he doesn't even remember it happened, while I replay every moment of it on nights I can't sleep" and then. wait. where's theo? oh, butterfly effect, connor and kameron are still alive.
d... does that mean...?
yeah, bobby's still alive. and buck just has to live in this world that is in theory perfect for him but he's this alien that doesn't belong, and then as soon as he gets his footing, he wakes up back in the real world. and he has theo back, and at this point they're starting to be a little family, so he has to, what, be happy his old friend died so he has this again? he has to be okay with bobby being gone? he has to live with the fact that he doesn't have the love of his life supporting him?
actually, fuck it, he doesn't have to be okay with that last bit. so buck calls in a babysitting favour and is knocking on tommy's door before he actually knows what he's going to say and like, i'd have to actually write the fic to figure out specifically what it is, but buck says something and tommy's response is whatever buck found engraved on the ring one of them in the alternate universe was going to use to propose. so it won't be the same, it won't be perfect, there's still a gaping wound of what's missing, but maybe buck can have something.
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hello :) and perhaps sorry :) your fic title should you choose to accept it is from a song: "alien love call"
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alien love call:
somehow (maybe tommy came in contact with some infected space junk following the space disaster, insert your preferred absurd 911-esque plotline here), buck starts hearing tommy's thoughts.
and then he realises that the thoughts he's hearing are only tommy's thoughts about him.
and they've been broken up for a long time, so it's unexpected for many, many reasons.
and he convinces himself that he's wrong, that he's imagining hearing tommy mope about him, or jerk off to thoughts of him, or how he maaaaybe should have bought that ring, until he hears the goodbye that tommy wishes he could say to him, and finds out on the way to a helicopter crash.
cw for non-consensual phone sex in regards to Buck masturbating while on the phone with somebody who hasn't given their consent and also because Buck is unaware that Tommy does actually know he's masturbating. this does lead to mutual masturbation (phone sex) later. this is also 1000% self-indulgent and rambly, fair warning.
Buck and Tommy are at the 118 at the same time during Buck's probie year and Buck immediately latches onto him.
So when Tommy gets injured and has to be off work for a couple weeks, Buck is very mopey at work since he can't see or talk to Tommy (and Tommy hasn't wanted visitors which Buck knows logically means Tommy doesn't want to see anyone, but he takes it personally anyway)
Chim texts Tommy one day and begs him to call Buck to put Buck but especially the 118 out of their collective misery.
So Tommy calls Buck that same night knowing he's off work and hoping maybe Buck will have a better shift that next day if they talk (and he does sincerely miss having Buck in his space and hanging off of him like an extra limb)
So they're talking and it isn't long before Buck already sounds brighter, happier, than when he first answered the phone and they both settle into their normal banter and talk about their days. Buck is in bed as they're talking, propped against the headboard, and he starts absent-mindedly fidgeting with the drawstrings, then with the hem of his boxers, and now his hand is in his boxers and he's fidgeting with his pubes.
He's not even thinking about getting off, he's just--he's got Tommy's voice in his ear in the first time in weeks and he's so relaxed, he's hardly conscious of himself putting his hand on his cock, but then it feels good and Tommy's still in his ear--chuckling at something Buck said but can't even remember now because the combination of sensations is lethal and he has to close his eyes and bite his lip so he doesn't outright moan in Tommy's ear.
And now he's chasing the dual pleasure of jacking off and having Tommy's attention on him and he thinks he's being so slick and that Tommy won't know and a few times his breath hitches and Tommy asks if he's alright and he says that he's fine and when he comes, he buries his face in the pillow and when he puts the phone back to his ear, Tommy's repeating his name and Buck lies and says there must have a connection issue.
Tommy hums in amusement and just says "goodnight, Evan" and Buck's already half-way asleep so he doesn't realize that Tommy had been in the middle of a story
This happens during a few more phone calls, Buck still oblivious to Tommy knowing and to Tommy inadvertently teasing him by working as many dirty sounding words into their conversations as he can get away with
The night before Tommy's due back to work, he calls Buck an hour later than normal and Buck's got his hand on his cock before he's barely said hello--he's been hard ever since Tommy texted him an hour before saying he'd call soon and he'd been lazily petting his cock in anticipation.
Buck asks how Tommy feels about going back to work (because he has some manners even if he is secretly getting off to Tommy's voice) and Tommy says he's looking forward to it, but he can't sleep and does Buck have any suggestions?
And Buck just blurts out, "touch yourself."
"Touch myself? Right now?"
Buck blushes. "I, uh--"
"Like you're doing?"
Buck goes still. "I--what?"
"Evan," Tommy murmurs. "Did you really think you were being discreet?"
"Yes?"
Tommy chuckles. "Yeah, not with how wet you seem to get."
"Jesus christ," Buck mutters, precum dribbling down his cock. "So you've known this whole time that I was--getting off to you?"
"Since the first call."
"And you never--"
"What?" Tommy says, voice low. "Touched myself?"
Buck's breath hitches.
"Not while you were on the phone. But it sounds like you want me to. You want to hear me get off, Evan?"
"You're teasing me."
"I'm not. I want to hear you too. You haven't let me hear you come. I bet you sound so pretty."
Buck's stomach clenches as he squeezes his cock and whines. "Tommy, please."
"Please what?"
"Please touch yourself. For me."
Tommy wraps his hand around his cock. "Then what?"
"I just want to hear you."
They jerk off together, panting and moaning into each other's ears, the only words spoken are a few blissed out yeahs and each other's name.
When Buck's breath hitches, Tommy knows he's close. "That's it, Evan. Come for me."
Buck comes with Tommy's name on his lips.
Tommy follows him over the edge.
"Think you'll be able to sleep now?"
"Mm. Think so. Can't wait to see you."
Buck hides his grin in his pillow. "Yeah, me too."
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I’m not going back to That Show I swear but like why the fuck did they do a whole episode involving auctioning Buck off for a date and the auctioneer just forgot to mention he dates men? Did Buck’s bisexuality evaporate when he broke it off with Zane and Jade?