Thirsty Throwback Thursday

How's it going @wayward-and-worn? @siospins2?

I mean this with complete love and affection: Whore 🥵🔥

DON’T DRINK ALONE ON THIRSTDAY! 🍷🍷🍷

Throwback Thirstday! I was 19 here. You thirsty?

"You're feedin' me p…VENOM!"

Thirsty Throwback Thursday

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thirsty throwback thursday

rules: post something from an old work, maybe a wip you never finished or a passage you really love from a published fic (or for thirsty thursday, share some smut!)

thought it would be a good time to bring this gem back since it fits both of the things i was tagged in 😌 thanks lovelies for all the tags 💙 @dickley-buddie @blaidddrwg1982 @mansikkaomenabanaani @ronordmann @loveyourownsmiilee @rogerzsteven @imsupposedtobewritting @prettyboyandthekid @onward--upward

the slutty shirt

He went to go tell Eddie, nearly stopping dead in his tracks at the sight in front of him. Apparently, it wasn’t just a shirt.

The dark blue of it complimented Eddie’s skin tone perfectly, not to mention the way it hung low on his neck, putting his St. Christopher’s necklace on display. It also showed off part of the bandaging, which Buck wasn’t thrilled about, but it was a solid reminder of why they were here.

The only thing worse than the stupid shirt were the words Eddie spoke to him. They were so earnest, raw—Buck couldn’t focus on anything else, losing track of Eddie’s wardrobe altogether.

Because, Evan.

He’d nearly forgotten about the shirt after that day, pushing it from his mind completely. That was until Eddie wore it again, a few months later.

i’m pretty sure everyone’s been tagged, but in case not @fearlessdiaz @justsmilestuffhappens @honestlydarkprincess @panicatthediaz @madneyandbuddie @eddiediazisascorpio @daughterofbuddie @brewrosemilk @buddierights

Barbara Leigh, as Vampirella, 1979.

What the FUCK is up Ozzfest?!?!?!?!

Lead in of the century, huh?

Well, nu year = nu confessional. I dun dusted off the kneeler and shellacked up some new prayer cards to get ready for overhaul. Take some time to enjoy the new wicker smell.

Now I did not say nu blog. Some time ago I may have said something along the lines of 'blog will be deleted lol bye', but I have an update!

THIS piece of shit is no longer banned! Sooooooo, that means a fresh start doesn't necessarily mean deletion and relocation. Nah, I can freshen up and get my shit together.

Pretty much the same policy as last time as laid out in the bio (except for one change but I'll get to that later), but I got some plans. Make it a real throwback to some old fandom confession blogs I've been lurking on.

When I get a confession, I will do my best to add a visual aid in the form of a image edit, gif, short video, or, if the confession concerns a specific song or album, an audio file you'll be able to listen to via Tumblr. No external links.

This will let me polish up any errors in a sent confession and make everything a little nicer to look at and interact with. I also hope it will encourage YOU to make longer confessions, more thought out confessions, hotter takes, and so on.

This also means I will no longer be posting confessions as straight up replies to asks, so feel free to go off anon. If you do, please specify if you'd like me to credit you for the confession.

Thirsty Thursdays will be held each week where I will exclusively post any horny or otherwise sexually explicit confessions I have on hand. So don't worry, you still get to be perverts. One day a week. Use it wisely.

This post will be updated as I get more organized and come up with more to add. Use the replies of this post to ask for any clarification.

managed to finish an old wip for feb, got 4k of solavellan smut scheduled for tomorrow. thirsty throwback thursday

How about some Thirsty Throwback Thursday fun?!🥵🥵🥵

Just tagging a few friends that might be a little thirsty too.😈🤣

Happy Thursday, @wayward-and-worn, @waywardbaby, @siospins2, @princessmisery666, @muchamusedaboutnothing, @thinkinghardhardlythinking, @idreamofplaid, @impala-dreamer, @deanwanddamons, @deaneverafter, @charred-angelwings

Feel free to add your favorite throwbacks. 💚

I've combined Throwback Thursday and Thirsty Thursday. Past shots that I'm really proud of that hopefully make y'all a little thirsty.

It is time to FUCKIN watch Only Friends

- I'm vibrating at the speed of light

- lmao they really gave us titles for everyone so we don't get confused about them. The mess is already up on us.

- Ray sleeping on a toilet what is this The Princess and the Pea?

- Show First's belly like that one more time I DARE YOU

- As of Ep. 1 8:45, Ray's brain seems absolutely empty.

- Markkkk 🥰🥰

- noooo Nick is so endearing my heart already hurts for him

- I never got on the *daddy" train but then Top showed up

- Stop. Calling. 😡 Ray. A. Burden. (Foreshadowing)

- Boston is absolutely laying down his thottiness, all over the place.

- look at that, a seatbelt scene throwback

- uh oh - an inappropriate content warning. Even Warp Effect didn't get that

- Top's gotta stay hydrated for Thirsty Thursdays

- (jots down Mew's tactics to finesse himself a boyfriend)

- San(d) petting him like a puppy 😂 is so funny

- There are more unexpected relationships than initially anticipated, I'm wheezing

- when you didn't get a kiss in UMG so you get everything now

- why do I feel like Top has never been loved? He's looking at Mew like he already hung the stars

- "can we cuddle?"

- let the humour of the "poor boy" shirt not be lost

- Mew and Top are exhibiting a typical gay date. You meet, stay the night, then never leave

- NICK. My chest hurts so bad 😂😂

- Top what in the cringe is this

Throwback Thursday

No one tagged me but I saw this post and it reminded me of a fic I read that I really had fun reading and figured this Thursday my throwback could be a Fic Rec

This has sex so I’m doubling it as also Thirsty Thursday to which @dickley-buddie tagged me for! Thank you 🖤

I remember reading this fic and having such a good time, I loved house flipping shows when I was a kid so it was fun to read that premise with Buddie, and the additions of the Ryders from LS work very well.

Cowboys, Jorts and Building Shit by Ineedapuppyandsomevodka

Summary:

Buck, a house flipper has been (not so) secretly in love with his carpenter, Eddie for years. With the help of Judd, Buck finally comes to his senses and begins to realize that Eddie might have feelings for him too.

OR

When Buck manages to swing the door wide, he pauses, mouth parted slightly as he takes in the man in front of him. Eddie stands on the front porch wearing a utility belt, light washed jeans that had a hole in one of the knees, a shirt that was so tight it should be illegal, and to top it all off there was a pencil tucked behind his ear.

But Buck isn’t staring. Most definitely not (he is).

“Hey,” he says, trying to keep his tone level.

“Hey, Buck,” Eddie smiles, and Buck about loses it. His smile is like sunshine on a cold day, the kind that warms you up inside. If Eddie happened to be anything but straight, which Buck assumes he is, then he would have asked him out on a date ages ago.

OR

Save a horse, ride a cowboy.

Tagging if they wanna do this today @peaceofficerdiaz @loveyourownsmiilee @spotsandsocks @the-likesofus @jacksadventuresinwriting @bekkachaos @elvensorceress @dickley-buddie @eddiediazisascorpio @evan-bumpkin-buckley @swiftiediaz @rogerzsteven @prettyboybuckley @daughterofbuddie @buddierights @satashiiwrites @witchlydiaz and anyone who wanna do this!

Throwback Thursday

Today's impromptu winx week content is a throwback to the fic that started it all: Looking at the stars but only seeing one <3

The extract is from chapter one, enjoy!

She was still smiling, lost in daydreaming, when she tripped over a misplaced hanger and fell on the ground. “Ouch!” For all the lessons and training, Stella had never accomplished the art of being always graceful, as her mother liked to put it. She looked around to see if anybody was staring or taking pictures – thankfully, paparazzi weren’t allowed in most of the stores – and then, relieved, she tried to get back up. Not an easy task considering the heels she was wearing. “Are you alright?” It was a guy’s voice and to that voice belonged a hand, held out in front of her, ready to be taken. She did so and got up from the floor. “Thank you,” she said, letting go of his hand while checking that her dress wasn’t creased or ripped, that her tiara was still centered on her head and that her hair was as perfect as always. And perfect it was. As always. “Are you hurt?” continued the guy. She shook her head and lifted it, meeting his eyes, and looking at him for the first time. Well, Stella had seen her fair share of handsome boys, dated most of them, dumped all of them when they started to bore her, but that guy … Brown eyes and equally brown hair, tall – taller than her, actually, and Stella was pretty tall, especially in heels –, muscular, and oh so stylish, with his ripped jeans and green t-shirt. If she were a cartoon character, her eyes would have instantly become beating hearts. And who are you? She smiled, keeping it cool. “Are you sure? I can get you some … water?” He asked, while rubbing the back of his head. Amazing, Brandon. Now you look like an idiot. Some water? And for what? She didn’t trip because she was thirsty! Ah! He was always so chill when it came to girls, but he had to admit he had never seen one so perfectly pretty. She looked like a princess. “No, thanks.” Repeated Stella, chuckling. She wasn’t the only one having trouble thinking straight. “It’s this thing’s fault.” She showed him the hanger she had picked up from the floor. “They don’t belong on the ground.” “No, they don’t.” He took it gently from her hand and put it on the nearest rack.

Throwback Thursday

rules: Dig back into your archive, published (post the link too!), not published, WIPs that are side-eyeing your new babies. Anything and everything. Let's show love to the days of yore! Post a snippet, a summary, a plot point...anything at all!

wanted to do thirsty but can't write right now.

from Hold You In My Arms (my first buddie fanfic)

“One time, I messed up so bad that Bobby fired me,” Buck told her in a hushed voice. 

Her eyes were wide as she asked, “really? What did you do?” Buck did not anticipate this question. 

“Something that he shouldn’t have been doing,” Eddie answered for him with a smirk, all too familiar with the story. She pouted, knowing she wasn’t going to get a clear answer. 

“The point is, even though I made a huge mistake, I got my job back because Bobby believed that I could do better. Your teacher’s job is to make sure that you learn how to dance to the best of your abilities. And just like you, she’s made mistakes before, so she’ll understand.” 

Emma chewed on her bottom lip and sighed. “It’s okay to make mistakes, Emma.” She nodded her head but Buck wasn’t so sure that they had gotten through to her. In the morning, they sent her and Chris off to school and their conversation was on his mind throughout the whole ride. 

tagging @gayhoediaz @halosdiaz @imsupposedtobewritting @fearlessdiaz @woodchoc-magnum @alimartins @constructiononsunset @loveyourownsmiilee @rewritetheending @rogerzsteven @prettyboyandthekid @prettyboybuckley @adventuresofprettyboyandthekid and anyone else who wants to do this!