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    Greg laughs awkwardly, a familiar reaction to calling him out on his shit. “But I was uh, just…” He pauses, then raises his brows, imploring, “Really into you just touching me and telling me I was being, you know, good? And, and the collar. Obviously.”

    Obviously. He’s only mentioned it about thirty times.

    Tom quirks one of his own brows at the sincerity, a throb southward that has him set his heels and lean back in his chair with a low creak of metal.

    “Or, um,” Greg stutters, wetting his lips while his eyes darting markedly downward at Tom’s lap. “Hey, you could, like, tell me what to do? And then I do it?”

    “I wish, Greg, I could, but I’ve accepted you’re a wildcard in that respect,” Tom says, pretending at discontent, setting his chin atop his knuckles with a low tut. “However burning and bitter, as the finest battery acid, that acceptance has been to swallow.”

    “Well, I know, I – ” Greg pauses, moping briefly, but then his eyes get big and round, as his mouth twists into this frankly incredible little grin. “Are you like making me beg on purpose?”

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    “You just don’t…” Tom falls quiet for a beat, staring at some middle distance through the windows behind Greg. He looks at Greg, again, something awful and resigned in his eyes. “Maybe, she’s right, I should be grown up about it. I’m on the other side of fucking forty. I don’t have a wife, or kids, or – or… shit, I’ve never even had a real house.”

    “Is not having any of that so bad?” The words escape from Greg’s throat not entirely with his permission. He looks down at his hands, as he uneasily cracks the knuckle of his ring finger.

    Tom is quiet for a long few moments, then his voice returns with a croak. “Greg, you can’t say that to me.”

    “Why?” Greg asks, barely above a rasp himself.

    “Because you don’t – ” Tom pauses, then takes a shaky breath, his next words even less distinct. “D-Do you?”

    Greg lifts his shoulders weakly and gestures around them at the cramped galley slash pilothouse slash living room of the boat – their boat.

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  1. Rec 13

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    “I just,” Tom continues, gesturing in Greg’s direction, “want to understand it all. You, specifically. I want to understand you.”

    Greg chews another piece of sashimi, wondering what path to take here. It’s a complicated knot to untangle, only ever referring to yourself as a man out of obligation and politeness. He’s not had much cause to question it, has only ever considered gender in an abstract way, and now finds himself rather ambivalent about the whole thing. Gender: No? Gender: He/Him in the same way you refer to most dogs as a good boy? At this point in his life, gender: businessperson, but in previous iterations, gender: stoner?

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    28 Sep 2022

    Bookmarker's Notes

    I've read this over about seven times, so legally I have to rec; the note asks for outfits, but the last one is perfect and always in the back of my mind.

  2. Rec 82

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    Greg follows a rabbit down a thought hole in thinking that sometimes Tom is like hot oil, a flash in the pan, a quick sizzle of a burn. Maybe if Greg pays attention, he will be crispy and deliciously fried instead of burnt.

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    18 Nov 2021

    Bookmarker's Notes

    If the Long Halloween was a tumultuous Succession romance, exclusively in the sense that it is centered around holidays and is also Choice.

  3. Rec 22

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    “Well, well,” says a cool voice from the sidewalk. Johnny squints against the sunlight, and smiles at last: it’s a slim, dark-haired figure, leaning against Johnny’s Cadillac, hands tucked into the pockets of his ill-fitting suit.

    “LaRusso,” he says. “Keep following a guy around like this, he might start to get ideas about calling the cops.”

    “I knew you stooped low, Johnny Lawrence,” says LaRusso, “but I didn’t know you stooped this low.”

    “A guy’s gotta make an honest living somehow,” says Johnny pleasantly.

    “Really,” says LaRusso. “Well, I ever see a guy living honest, I’ll be sure to keep that in mind.”

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    21 Jul 2021

    Bookmarker's Notes

    The visuals are most choice.

  4. Rec 69

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    Richie Tozier is 10 years old the first time he dreams of the storm. A purple sky is cracked open above him, bolts of lightning striking at his feet.

     

     

     

    Richie Tozier Chases Storms. That's what he feels he was put on earth to do. However, there are times when chasing one thing becomes running from something else.

    What happens when he finally gets caught?

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    26 Sep 2020

    Bookmarker's Notes

    A+ Nerd stuff and longing.

  5. Rec 20

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    “It began as a thought experiment,” said Gilfoyle, “But after some consideration it became clear to me that it’s the best solution."

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    08 Jun 2018

    Bookmarker's Notes

    They’re both so well characterized in their pining, particularly Gilfoyle.

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