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setting up a tiny detail in one chapter to pay it off in the next few chapters feels sooo devious like oooh i can't wait to write the small little reference here that 70% of readers will miss but 30% of readers will cheer for
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Chapters: 2/? Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Tommy Kinard, Evan “Buck” Buckley & Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan “Buck” Buckley & Maddie Buckley Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Mutual Pining, The Love Is Requited They’re Just Idiots, Still, Las Vegas Wedding, some background madney Series: Part 2 of Want of Understanding Summary:
“So we like Eddie now?” Tommy asked, trying to cover how his heart was plummeting in terror so fast it was in danger of falling out of his asshole. Just Evan and a new recruit who hadn’t finished his probationary year fiddling around with a live grenade. Fucking hell.
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#I have been absolute SHIT at commenting on anything lately#but if you aren't reading this series why not#it's fascinating#and they're both so dumb#and I love them and this fic#now with Maddie!
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Blorbo Tag Game
without naming them, post (up to) 10 gifs of characters that altered your brain chemistry
tagged by the wonderful @devirnis
This was both easier and harder than I thought it was gonna be mostly because Tumblr just doesn't have a decent database of gifs OF WOMEN and I know WHY but I wish that wasn't the case
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Tagging @rcmclachlan @liminalmemories21 @cecilyv @owlinaminor and anyone else who wants to play!
#to those of you who have kindly tagged me in a million and two other tag memes: I'm sorry and yes I am still alive#unfortunately life is kicking my fucking ass#haven't written shit in months it feels like#haven't fandomed in months for sure#just rehashing old fandoms while I doom spiral#and crocheting#there's a lot of crocheting going on in general when I'm not busting my ass
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The Great Lakes and Saint Lawrence River superimposed on a map of Europe
#I knew this but also I didn't really KNOW#superimposing them like that is freaking me tf out#great lakes
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catchers… don’t forget to flirt with your pitchers!
dodgers bucktommy for the fabulous @geddyqueer ⚾️
#on principle I refuse to accept that they play for the dodgers#but I do appreciate a good pitcher/catcher pair and joke#bucktommy
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so i have a mildly popular “reblog and put in in the tags” post going around and its. very clear how many people don’t know how to interact with a tumblr post
so, first of all, tumblr’s culture has changed a lot in the past couple years. there’s a genuine community effort to not start any drama, and ironically a lot of the current hostility is an effort to keep things calm. there’s also a change in how people interact with posts, so if you haven’t been here in a while please skip down to the tags/replies/reblog with text section.
for newcomers: you should be reblogging posts about as liberally as you would like something on twitter. if you only like stuff, people will think you are rude/a bot. you’ve probably heard people talk about “cultivating your dash,” and thats because this platform is 100% centered around your dashboard. trending matters less, unfollowing and blocking in order to shape your dash into it’s best form is widely accepted, the majority of the content you’ll find and interact with will be because of your dash, and the only way to put things on your dash is to reblog them. tumblr users are deeply distrustful of algorithms and have largely turned off the “see posts your friends have liked” function (i recommend you also turn of the various algorithms in settings → general settings → dashboard preferences).
so, once you’ve reblogged a post, there’s three ways to add content to it. the tags, replies, and reblogging with text. all of them have different connotations
the tags: an inside voice. originally they were meant for organizing your blog (and they’re still used for this), but they’ve also morphed into a way to share thoughts that aren’t funny/insightful enough for non-followers to be interested in. when in doubt, put your comment in the tags
replies: basically talking to your friends in class. your followers have no way of finding your replies (they don’t pop up on the dash, nobody gets notified except for the original poster) so chances are, only the person who made the post is gonna see your comment. it’s for quick one-offs that you’re okay with other people overhearing, but really is only made for one person. they’re like a public dm
reblog with text: an outside voice. you’re getting up on a stage in town square and entertaining people. make sure it’s funny or insightful— bottom line, add something new to the conversation. you should use this the least
general rules of thumb:
when in doubt, reblog. people will judge you if your blog is only personal posts and you only interact with other content by liking it.
the only things people will judge you for reblogging are personal vent posts. leave a like to give a little virtual hug
if a post is asking about your personality/opinions (i.e: tell me what’s the last tv show you watched, that kind of thing) put it in the tags
also if you see a nice edit, gifset, or art, reblog and say something nice in the tags! it’s that nice sweet spot of common enough that no one will notice but uncommon enough to make the artist’s day
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the writing brain is like a pc from 2009. cpu overheating. fans screaming. 37 tabs open. microsoft word not responding. ideas buffering. and somehow there’s a minecraft launcher running in the background for no reason.
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#sometimes I'm still mad at myself for being such a goody two shoes growing up#because after trying Adderall once I just KNEW a line of coke would have had me writing a full novel in 36 hours#and now it's all most likely laced with fent so I'll really never have the opportunity to find out#kebab unfortunately won't get me there
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Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Tommy Kinard, Evan “Buck” Buckley & Firehouse 118 Crew Characters: Evan “Buck” Buckley, Tommy Kinard, Maddie Buckley, Athena Grant, Henrietta “Hen” Wilson, Howie “Chimney” Han, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Carla Price, Lucy Donato, Albert Han (9-1-1 TV), Michael Grant (9-1-1 TV), David Hale (9-1-1 TV), Eli Cobb (9-1-1 TV), Margaret Buckley, Phillip Buckley Additional Tags: Grief/Mourning, Post-Episode: s08e18 Seismic Shifts (9-1-1 TV), Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Emotionally Hurt Evan “Buck” Buckley, Road Trips, buck gets hugged good and proper, no srsly count the hugs Summary:
“And you are coming back,” she says, half in question. “I need you.”
It would’ve been better if she’d stabbed him in the stomach. For a second there he can’t breathe.
“What? Buck, please talk to me.”
“No, you don’t,” Buck says in a low voice. “I’m- I’m not-”
She takes his face in her hands, like when he was six, like when he was twelve, like when he was nineteen. “Listen. If this is not the place for you anymore, I will understand. But you and me? That can never change. I told you, you are never alone as long as I’ve got the ability to do something about it.”
“Okay,” Buck says, sniffling. “Okay.”
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Buck goes on a road trip. A story of reconnection.
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Last night I was talking to my boyfriend, and I couldn’t think of the word ‘library’, so I said ‘book ranch’. He thought it was hilarious and started making up alternative names for ‘librarian’.
“Cowbook! Like cowboy! No…Readcher? Like Rancher? No, fuck this is hard…”
and just now I heard him yell “BOOKAROO” from the other end of the apartment in the most triumphant tone of voice i’ve ever heard
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you know a joke that never EVER gets old is when a character says smth like “I will NOT go to [place] and that is FINAL” and then it cuts to them in that place I eat that shit up every single time
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Dear Diary,
Today I have acquired a new blorbo. It is, of course, a wretched little man with a somewhat twisted sense of honour. I put him in my blorbo basket and carried him home. Tomorrow I shall display him on the mantel when my friend comes for tea.
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Sentences Sunday Monday
Well, it's 2:12am and I should've been in bed ages ago. Oops.
Tagged by @firehose118, @setmeatopthepyre, @freneticfloetry, @sugarpenchant, and @chococara25 over the weekend.
Who's got two thumbs, picked this WIP back up, and reworked it to fit current canon? This moi.
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"Evan." Tommy clears his throat again. Buck winces. It must've been one hell of a cold, because whatever's lingering in his chest sounds rough. "Listen, if you want… you can stay at my place."
The dark smudge on the ceiling goes fuzzy at the edges, then expands, like someone spilled water over it. "What?"
"Stay at mine," Tommy says breathlessly, like he winded himself trying to cough up all that junky shit. "Spare key's in the same spot. Bring your stuff over, spread out. Go wild and wear your shoes in bed if you want. You don't…. you shouldn't be paying to tip-toe around someone else's house. You deserve a home."
"T-Tommy…" Buck's lungs constrict suddenly, like he's had the breath knocked out of him too. All his alveoli cry out at once. "What about you?"
Tommy has a spare room that he uses as an in-home theater. One of the walls is an enormous unit of built-in shelves that hold over a thousand DVDs, and the sectional in there is almost irresponsibly comfortable. They'd fucked on that thing a dozen times, and every time they'd fall asleep before they could even get the condom off. It was like a Saw trap designed by the sandman. It wouldn't be the worst place in the world to bunk down until he got his shit together.
And if he had to lay on that stupidly comfy couch alone night after night like someone who wasn't supposed to know what the inside of Tommy's mouth tasted like, while Tommy slept down the hall, he'd manage somehow. He'd break his bones to force himself to fit that reality.
For a moment, all Buck hears are Tommy's soft, wheezing breaths. "I, uh. I-I won't be there. You won't need to worry about… you'd have the run of the place."
"Oh." Sometimes Buck thinks there's more disappointment clogging his arteries than plaque these days. He'll have to ask his doctor if there's a way to test for it, because it feels like it might be terminal. "Where are you gonna be? G-Going on an adventure?"
Tommy swallows audibly again, wet and thick. "An awfully big adventure."
Dropping his head back down to rest against his knee, Buck smiles a little, even as something in him withers. "You're quoting something."
"You got me," Tommy admits. "It's from Hook."
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No pressure tags: @firehose118, @leashybebes, @screamlet, @alchemistc, @liminalmemories21, @beanarie, @politenotice, and @trilliath
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@alchemistc
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