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CHALLENGERS (2024) (dir. luca guadagnino)
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CHALLENGERS (2024) (dir. luca guadagnino)
Challengers Throuple – "I Don't Wanna Talk, I Just Wanna Dance"
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stanford era au where after the first time patrick visits, art and tashi go to see him off and, like a good boyfriend, patrick gives tashi a super romantic film worthy goodbye kiss, but art—little shithead teen boy he is—goes “what? no kiss for me?” but patrick’s never backed down from a challenge in his life so he grabs arts face in his hands and gives him an obnoxious slobbery smooch on the cheek and it becomes a ritual where every time he kisses tashi goodbye he’s also gotta give the homie a cheek smooch to go with it. however one time he’s actually running really late so he’s a little frazzled and when he goes to say goodbye, he gives tashi a peck on the cheek and then plants one square on art’s stunned mouth before scampering off
expanding on this blurb about post-canon!tashiartrick ... assigning them build-a-bears!
the originals (made when patrick and art were 14-15, before they were too embarrassed to be close to each other) circa 2002-3
beartrick zweig on the left (property of art donaldson) and artie bunaldson on the right (property of patrick zweig)
post-canon!tashiartrick PLUS extra lilly bc i love her <3
patrick (left) art (right)
tashi (left) lilly (right)
tashi/art/patrick | in my head i do everything right
in case it wasn't clear, patrick is a DOG with a BIRD at their DOOR.
my longings stay unspoken
art/tashi/patrick | 24k | rated M | on ao3
“You can stay in our guesthouse,” Tashi says finally. Patrick stares. “Your guesthouse?” “Yes. Temporarily, yes.” “Why do you have a guesthouse?” “Because my parents use it when they visit, and because we’re rich as fuck, Patrick.” “But — ” He doesn’t want to ask. But he’s kind of a glutton for punishment, and besides, he needs to know. “Is Art going to be okay with that?” For a moment, Tashi’s narrowed gaze flickers across Patrick’s face. Then she lets out a disbelieving snort and shakes her head. “I’ll send you the address.” And before Patrick can protest, she turns and walks away.