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[canadianwolfloon]

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[holls24]

This could be easier.

A gentle reminder that all of this could be easy. Simple. Tidy.

At any time, Hudson could have shut down the romantic speculation about him and Connor.

At any time, he could tell us that’s his bestie, he loves him like a brother, they have a nice bromance, or whatever other nonsense men that like each other platonically say.

No one is forcing him to flirt with that man in public. Online. In interviews. On camera. Off camera.

No one pressed him to talk about their relationship that bloomed into something lovely. No one pushes him to use romantic language when he answers questions. Every interviewer that asks about their connection gives him a platonic way out. Every time, they present the question in a friendship-shaped box and every time, he eagerly undoes the ribbon and says oh no, i love him. my soulmate, my baby. I need to hold my baby.

Mentioning him unprompted, drawing hearts on his pictures, dedicating special slides. No one told him to mention him several times yesterday. No one told him to dedicate his most prestigious award to him last weekend.

No one tells Hudson to touch that man intimately, to hold him closely, to caress his hands and kiss his face. To sit in his lap and share drinks and cigarettes.

This has never been part of the narrative. This is him, choosing to recenter his love for that man every time he gets enough room to breathe freely.

He’s making these choices, every day.

So respectfully, yes, we all have our opinions about the Situation. We all have different, valid interpretations. But one thing you will never do is convince me that he doesn’t wake up every single day loving that man, and making the active choice to share his love for him where all of us can see it.

He’s not even private about it. For as much as they share only with each other, he still carves out time to make sure that we know how much he thinks about him, and that his world and his universe would grind to a halt without Connor in it. It’s imperative to him that we all know he would kill any one of us for him.

And I didn’t even include shipping into this… this is just taking him at face value. 100% face value.

I see a lot of angry solos and antis and gossips chiming in these days to say mean-spirited things like, “he doesn’t love Connor.”

I have to ask…

When has he not loved Connor?

He’s always loved him. He’s loving him out loud. That’s not something anyone should be debating.

Keep calm and carry on ❣️

[proseaus]

1. Moon gazing

I saw him the way you see the moon when you’re not looking for it.

Not the dramatic kind—the full, cinematic one that makes people stop walking and tilt their faces up like they’re praying.

The ordinary kind. The one you only notice because the street is darker than it should be, and suddenly the light on your skin feels borrowed.

He was far.

Not far in distance—far in permission.

He looked at me once, and it felt like my ribs forgot their job.

I’m telling you this like it’s romantic.

It wasn’t a glance. It wasn’t a polite sweep of the room.

It was a gaze with weight.

The kind that makes you check your posture not because you want to be pretty, but because your body has abruptly decided it is being evaluated by gravity itself.

If I said he looked at me like hunger, you’d think I’m flattering myself.

I’m not.

Hunger is obvious. Hunger is messy. Hunger asks for something.

This was worse.

This was quiet focus.

This was a man who had learned how to control his face and forgot, just for one moment, that he was supposed to.

I went home afterward and stared at my ceiling like it was a confession booth.

That’s what daydreams do—they turn drywall into a witness.

I invented him because the alternative was admitting I wanted him.

So I called him Moon.

Because I’ve always been able to love things I can’t reach.

And because the moon doesn’t ask you to be brave.

It only asks you to look.

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