Windrusheyes
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“You a pepperoni guy?”
“Ah, I’m not picky.”
FUN, HOT, really made me want pizza-- anonymous review
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25 Apr 2026
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Five times the Buckies hooked up on the road, and one time they didn't have to.
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The sodium glare of parking lot pole lights isn’t exactly the kindest under pretty much any and every circumstance, but it somehow sits on Gale Cleven like a lover’s caress. Featureless yellow leeches the colors out of him as it does everyone else, the angle of it overhead throws deep shadows under every prominent feature as it does everyone else, and yet somehow when he turns to lean his shoulder against the payphone booth he almost looks like one of the models some of the guys put up clippings of in their sleepers, center crease carelessly smoothed away so it hangs right. Sensuality playing at the angelic, salvation stripped down to delicious sin.
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25 Apr 2026
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John talks to it the way he used to talk Gale through his moods over cheap cigarettes and watered-down whiskey. It's a habit he never kicked, needing someone at the receiving end of his monologue. At least the dog doesn’t call his bluff, nor judge him for the deceptions he tells himself.
Some evenings he sits on the porch with a beer and the dog puts its head in his lap and he thinks, alright, alright. This is enough. This can be enough.
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John found a dog outside a bar. He almost named it Buck.
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20 Apr 2026
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lost in thought by cedardivine
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026)
14 Apr 2026
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Eva Stratt, some years after Project Hail Mary's success, visits one of the many memorials to Ryland Grace. She is not sorry for how things happened.
Based on a tumblr post I made about a statue of Grace.
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16 Apr 2026
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John kills the engine and the lights and throws his arm up on the back of the bench seat, an open invitation Gale doesn’t accept just yet.
“This gonna be the kind of film I think it is, John?”
“Uh-huh. Double feature.” Gale shoots him a look that makes John raise his hands in surrender, though he keeps his elbow planted up on the back of the seat, hand just above Gale’s shoulder. “Hey, we can leave anytime you want, doll. Up to you.”
“We gonna have to be careful here?”
“No.”
Gale nods, takes another look at the scatterings of people already parked up and ready, at the people wandering around the lot between the cars, bending down to chat through open windows, heading up to the entrance to get snacks or heading back to their spots with their hands already full. It’s clear enough John means it — all Gale can see is trousers and jeans, men like them and men like the kind who always flock to John at their bar when they go, slim and soft-skinned with long, feathered hair and with that little sway in their hips like they’ve never had to worry about what that says to everyone around them, and every single one of them perfectly at ease.
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15 Apr 2026