DUDE. I do not think you could stuff more joy and utter GLEE in this if you had a supersaturated GLEE solution and a GLEE syringe. (GLEE the feeling, not Glee the show, because...Off track!)
You have so perfectly captured Michael/Tony's insanity and superball approach to life, Tim's natural reserve, and...and...
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(I had to resist like a resisting thing to not put this in ALL CAPS.)
I am so in love with your vision of Tony, and Tony/Tim, that I want to cuddle and squish it and love it and burp its adorable babies. How can anybody resist it?
And forget about the earlier cup of guilt, now someone had driven him blindfolded to the guilt factory, dumped his struggling body in the big gloopy guilt vat and was holding his head under.
"Tony, I'm concerned your point is making a run for it with my sanity. Could you maybe arrest it and bring it in?"
However...
"And I think I might want to do that thing you've been so very carefully not begging me to do."
MEAN CAT. NO BISCUIT.
My million dollars haven't come in yet, but when they do...I am setting you up in a writer's version of a seraglio so you can lead a pampered life and churn out gems like these.
(It was possible Tony'd had too much alone time today. He...didn't always do so well by himself.)
Tony is totally that new golden retriever puppy left alone at home, and the owners didn't quite latch the kennel shut, so it was all their fault that he got out and then the garbage smelled so good, he wanted to share it with them on their bed, and why are they yelling so loud? Don't they see how cute he is? *waggle waggle waggle*
*beams* Thank you! Glee-spreading is the best kind of spreading there is.(Well, top three, at least. ;P )
I am so in love with your vision of Tony, and Tony/Tim, that I want to cuddle and squish it and love it and burp its adorable babies
That makes me happy like you don't even know. To have other peopleloving your interpretation of the character/ship as much as you do is an awesome feeling.
You have so perfectly captured Michael/Tony's insanity and superball approach to life, Tim's natural reserve, and...and...
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(I had to resist like a resisting thing to not put this in ALL CAPS.)
I am so in love with your vision of Tony, and Tony/Tim, that I want to cuddle and squish it and love it and burp its adorable babies. How can anybody resist it?
And forget about the earlier cup of guilt, now someone had driven him blindfolded to the guilt factory, dumped his struggling body in the big gloopy guilt vat and was holding his head under.
"Tony, I'm concerned your point is making a run for it with my sanity. Could you maybe arrest it and bring it in?"
However...
"And I think I might want to do that thing you've been so very carefully not begging me to do."
MEAN CAT. NO BISCUIT.
My million dollars haven't come in yet, but when they do...I am setting you up in a writer's version of a seraglio so you can lead a pampered life and churn out gems like these.
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(It was possible Tony'd had too much alone time today. He...didn't always do so well by himself.)
Tony is totally that new golden retriever puppy left alone at home, and the owners didn't quite latch the kennel shut, so it was all their fault that he got out and then the garbage smelled so good, he wanted to share it with them on their bed, and why are they yelling so loud? Don't they see how cute he is? *waggle waggle waggle*
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I am so in love with your vision of Tony, and Tony/Tim, that I want to cuddle and squish it and love it and burp its adorable babies
That makes me happy like you don't even know. To have other peopleloving your interpretation of the character/ship as much as you do is an awesome feeling.
MEAN CAT. NO BISCUIT.
Mine is an evil laugh.
Looking forward to my seraglio, though!
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