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16 bunnies

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buck + fathers

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an interesting linguistics find! so I'm reading this text from 1908 and it keeps referencing "hp" in the context of "not being at full hp" "applying your full hp to a task" etc

and I'm like....... okay that is a perfectly normal way to describe energy and reads totally clear to me, but I KNOW you don't mean hit points/health points which is the first place my brain goes, so what are YOU using hp to mean

and it's not explained in-text, which means it was common enough to not warrant explanation to the 1908 audience, so gotta look elsewhere

horsepower. turns out it's horsepower.

and I'm absolutely FASCINATED that a commonly used initialism from 1908 now stands for something different AND YET the contextual meaning is still the same to a 21st-century reader

I could hand this guy my nintendo switch and he'd be like, ah yes I understand, this ''''pokemon'''' loses horsepower throughout the fight

language is amazing

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my housemate's cat is super chatty so i've just started responding to him

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Rainy lazy afternoon got me doing this...

An old classic in the tevan version

@the_shady_gay_extra on IG

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and if i tell you that the two guys in the final tied their fight so another man was declared king. what then.

our national sport couldn't be more homoerotic and yet there's only 21 fics on ao3. shout out to the person who wrote ALL OF THEM you're so real for this

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our national sport couldn't be more homoerotic and yet there's only 21 fics on ao3. shout out to the person who wrote ALL OF THEM you're so real for this

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Listen, I need bucktommy reconciliation to be just as unhinged as their everything else (remember their awful first date? Remember the soot-based-coming out? Remember the break-up that somehow involved glee and the word “himbo”?). So here’s a ficlet of them getting back together (kinda 10-things-I-hate-about-you style but also not at all)

They’re hanging out as friends and Buck does something dumb but adorable and Tommy laughs and says “God, I love you”.

Buck looks at him horrified but Tommy is calm and collected, like he just commented on the weather.

Buck asks “What did you just say?” And Tommy is confused and replies “That I’m in love with you? What about it?”

But Buck is speechless, just looks at him with his mouth hanging open.

Tommy frowns and says “This can’t possibly come as a surprise. I stole an helicopter for you.”

Buck laughs incredulously “Come on Tommy, you would’ve stolen that for fun”

“Well yeah but I explicitly said it was for you”

“…and that was your I love you?”

“Yeah??? What else did you think I meant?”

Now Tommy looks confused and this makes Buck furious. He repeats “You’re in love with me.” Laughs hysterically, “You’re in love with me and you thought I knew you’re in love with me.”

He puts his head in his hands and when he looks up he’s devastated.

“Then why the hell are we not together?”

Tommy hesitates for a second and then quietly replies “Because you don’t love me.”

“I asked you to move in with me. And I invited you over and we had sex and yes, I was a dick to you the morning after but I kept reaching out to you for the dumbest reasons.”

“You’re moving and you need help setting up your new place. That’s not dumb.”

“You’re literally here because I, firefighter and previously fire marshal Buckley, asked you to help me install smoke detectors. What do you think this is about?”

And Tommy has the audacity to look sad.

“I know you think you love me. But you love the idea of me. You think I’m perfect and I’m the opposite of that“

Buck is absolutely appalled “Wow, someone’s got a big head. The idea of you??? I think you’re perfect???”

He looks Tommy straight in the eyes and spits out “I think you fucking suck. I think you’re afraid of commitment, repressed, insecure, unreasonably jealous, and so self-centred you think you know what’s best for me and how I feel without ever asking.”

“I’m sorry I…”

“I’m not done. You don’t let anyone in, and you bolt as soon as real feelings get involved. You’re the biggest adrenaline junkie I’ve ever met and you fly like you need to outrun death”

“Not death, just the occasional federal authorities”

“Getting stuck in traffic with you is something I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. You’re truly hooked on sugar and you become insufferable if you don’t have ‘something sweet’ after a meal. You spend way too much on food and you’re an asshole when things don’t go your way. Actually, screw that, you’re always an asshole”

Tommy looks very uncomfortable “Okay Evan, I think you’ve proved your point”

“Shut up” Buck yells and Tommy is taken aback “you’re an asshole and I love you so much I don’t know what to do with myself. I wish I could be in love with Eddie or literally anyone else but I’m not, I love this huge fucking idiot and he loves me but won’t even let us be together because he somehow he got in his big head that there’s no way I could possibly love him. But I do.”

There’s silence and they just stare at each other for a long beat. There are tears in Buck eyes and Tommy looks conflicted. Then Tommy smiles. It’s a small, fragile thing, that reminds Buck of their coffee date, when he asked Tommy for a second chance.

“You know” he says pulling Buck closer “There are no rom-coms where happily ever after starts with ‘you fucking suck’. We should try pitching that”

Buck stills for a moment. Then he smiles brightly, he rests his forehead on Tommy’s forehead and whispers on his lips “See? Told you. Huge asshole”.

Tommy nods and their noises touch “But you love me”

“I really, really do”

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#Yikes

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frank langdon + wordle

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The Wolves, oil on board. — E. T. Merrill (American, 20th Century)

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Let’s goooooo

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Prompt: sink or swim

Buck hasn't been back to the pier in years. Not since. He's almost died a few more times since then, but the tsunami was different. He helped a lot of people that day but there was one person who really depended on him.

And Buck let him down. He failed. It was pure luck that Chris survived being swept away, and that someone else — a stranger — took care of him. He's not even surprised. That kid's stronger than most.

With everything's that happened — with Bobby, and the void he left at the 118, and Buck losing his home (again) and seemingly his best friend in the mess of it all — he has tried to be there for everyone, but no one wants his help. If anything, they want his absence.

At first he was scared the team was getting swept away in their grief. Turns out they're safe and sound: on lifeboats floating above the dangerous currents that could pull them under. They're with their partners, their families.

Everyone has someone.

Everyone except for him.

He's trying to remember how it felt — being pulled under by the ocean. He'd lost his job, his team, his reason for living. He can't say with absolute certainty that if he'd been alone that day at the pier that he would've surfaced. If he didn't have anything to live for, what would even be the point?

The team is broken. Bobby is gone. Buck's job isn't the only good thing in his life anymore, and yet, it kinda is: he never really branched out, and everyone he cares about has their own lives that don't include him.

He doesn't have a family of his own, not like the others do.

No home.

No lifeboat.

Tommy was that for him, for a while. But Buck had been so caught up in being cared for that he never stopped to ask Tommy what he wanted. Never stopped to think about what Tommy might need.

He wants to be that for Tommy: not just a lifeboat but a safe harbor. Wants to weather the worst of times, together.

Present tense.

Tommy had texted him yesterday:

hey Evan just wanted to check in, see how youre holding up i'm here if you need anything

It might read as a pretty standard platitude to some, but Tommy doesn't say what he doesn't mean (unlike Buck), not when he cares. He wanted to check in. Tommy wants to know how Buck is doing.

He'd be the first, since..

Everything Buck wanted to say was too much so he didn't say anything. He left Tommy on read, and then endured the worst shift since the earthquake.

There was no natural disaster or major casualty event, no one close to him was hurt. As shifts go, it was average. It wasn't the calls that got under Buck's skin, shook his foundations until they crumbled a little more, it was the atmosphere.

The team may be doing fine individually, and they still work well together as a unit (mostly), but the, uh. Friendships Buck has enjoyed for near a decade — he feels outside of them, now. And Bobby's ghost lingers in every corner. And Chim denied his transfer. And he feels like he can't catch a full breath—

Feels like the current is pulling him under and no one has noticed except to tell him off. Families aren't perfect, but they're supposed to have your back. He had everyone's and no one needed it. He's just realised no one actually has his in return.

And he really fucking needs it.

The air takes on a chill in the grey dusk, pebbling his bare arms. He watches the waves chop and crash in the deep blue. The few people who had braved the weather didn't stay long: couples outrunning the rain that hazes the horizon, not yet making landfall. Parents coralling their kids back to the car. Dogs happily being led back to shore. Friends chatting and laughing as they hurry and race across the boardwalk.

Buck doesn't leave. He leans against the railing, stands alone against the brisk sea breeze.

He reads over Tommy's words again.

Tommy cares about him, despite everything. But does Tommy still want him? Does he need Buck — Evan — like he needs Tommy?

There's no one here to snatch his phone away. No one to give him what was (in hindsight) terrible advice regarding his relationship with Tommy.

It's Bobby's voice in his head as he stares down at his phone. Bobby's support. His advice.

Tommy's good people. He's good for you.

Yeah, he is.

He was.

He still is.

Buck may not have a lifeboat but Tommy's message is an outstretched hand to where Buck is struggling to keep his head above water.

There's two choices: ignore Tommy's message and try to make his way back to shore, against the current, in the dark, alone. Keep treading water until something drifts by that can hold him up, until the current eases (it may never ease).

Or, he can take Tommy's words for what they are: a lifeline. An offer of help, of comfort, even. Maybe not a way back to shore but safety and companionship in a hazardous sea.

This is it.

Sink or swim.

Or, float. Maybe sail. Maybe row back to shore with makeshift oars, rowing in tandem.

Buck dials.

The call connects after three agonizingly long rings.

"Evan?"

Buck's lungs fill with air — that first breath as he finally breeches the water's surface. It's loud in his own ears, might be loud in Tommy's, but hearing his name safe in Tommy's mouth is a breath of life.

He reaches out.

"Hey, Tommy." He's not breathless, he's breathful; his lungs filling and expanding, blood circulating. His body is moving, fighting against the deep, dark waters. "I'm uh." The saltwater leaves his lungs, makes its way into his throat, catching. His eyes sting. "Kinda underwater, here." He takes Tommy's hand.

"It's gonna be okay. Tell me where you are, I'll come get you."

And Tommy hauls him out of the depths.

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bucktommy successfully hiding from the others that they got back together until buck ends up in a hospital after an accident on the job. a nurse says "your husband is here" as tommy walks into the room. everyone is shocked. bucktommy secret Vegas wedding between the seasons let's go

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Henrietta 'Hen' Wilson (Aisha Hinds) from the show 9-1-1.

Love Hen so much. <3

Mediums used: Mechanical pencils and white ink for the hightlights.