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I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED WITH THAT DAMN SHIRT

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Ryan seeing and reading all these interviews from Oliver where Oliver’s spilling all the tea while he is desperately waiting to escape PR jail again for his turn

And once he’s free again? This man is gonna sing. And he’s gonna sing loud.

And when they get put together again?

I fear the fandom won’t survive 😂😂😂💀

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Buck: *kisses Tommy at Maddie’s wedding*

Chris: Oh my god, Dad, Buck is cheating on you!

Eddie: Buck and I aren’t dating.

Chris: when did you break up?

Eddie: ???

Chris: is it cause you cheated on him first with Marisol?

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my queen, i love her

Hen Wilson 9-1-1 | 7x05: You Don't Know Me

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WHAT IN THE ROM COM FANFIC DAYDREAMING ALTERNATE REALITY COMPLETELY PERFECT SCENARIO THAT WE ONLY DREAMED UP IN OUR HEADS AND NEVER THOUGHT WOULD ACTUALLY HAPPEN IN A MILLION YEARS IS GOING ON HERE?!?!

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EXCERPT #28:

Hello. I hope somebody is listening.

[...]

I haven’t seen her since I last spoke to you, old sport. It’s been harder to wander the streets of the City these days. It’s been harder to get up and get the day started. Thalia and I were so close… We went from spending all our time with each other, to not speaking for days at a time.

What possible reason could she have…? For someone who cares the same way, she certainly doesn’t enjoy showing it.

It is so hard to read her mind. She doesn’t give me much to base any guesses on… If only she would talk to me. Have a conversation with me. One that doesn’t lead to her deflecting, or running away.

Every time I think we’re so close, but then the tide just goes back in again. And when that wave comes crashing back into shore, are we ever able to ebb and flow the way we once did?

Or am I back to drowning, waves crashing into my lungs I am no longer able to scream…? Did she ever hear me? Can she hear me?

I suppose I never recalled walking to the beach in the first place, old sport. But I found comfort in the waves. I found myself in the waves.

[A small and distant knock is heard in the background. Equipment rattles. Radio stutters in astonishment.]

Hello…?

THALIA: Can I come in…?

[Beat.]

THALIA:  Please, Radio. Can we talk?

RADIO: …Okay. Come in.

[Door squeaks open, footsteps approach.]

RADIO: Hold on. Let me just mute this call quickly.

[A button is pressed, but sound continues to play. A chair squeaks and footsteps get further away. A conversation begins from afar, distant and quiet.]

THALIA: Radio, I… I am so sorry.

RADIO: I know. You say this every time… Do you want to get to a point?

THALIA: I want to be with you. But… I can’t.

RADIO: What do you mean, Thalia? What do you mean, ‘you can’t’?

THALIA: I mean that I can’t. I care for you… So much. I have never met anyone else like you. But, I just can’t be with you.

RADIO: I don’t understand… That makes zero sense, Thalia.

THALIA: I know. And I’m sorry. I can’t… I can’t explain it very well. I just- I have other commitments-

RADIO: Other commitments?

THALIA: In the City. And I-

RADIO: What can even be meant by ‘other commitments’? There’s someone else?

THALIA: No, Radio. There’s no one else. I just… I can’t be with you.

RADIO: We’re in the City… What possible- What do you mean… I… How could you have other commitments? You don’t have time? How is it possible to have that problem here, Thalia? I run out of things to keep myself occupied, stuck here. And with you gone, even fewer things. And I just have to be stuck here while you go and do other stuff? Leave me, even though I love you?

[Silence. A quiet, but suppressed sob is heard as it breaks past Radio’s boundaries.]

THALIA: It’ll pass…

RADIO: But what if-

THALIA: I love you too. And it’ll pass.

[A much louder sob is heard. It comes from both Radio and Thalia, this time.]

RADIO: [Quietly, through tears] Will I ever see you again…?

[Beat.]

THALIA: I think… that wouldn’t be good for either of us.

[The conversation fades into radio static. After a while, this fades to silence. Until a melody softly begins to play.]

♪ There’s nothing left for us anymore Why aren’t you listening? Why aren’t you listening to me? There’s nothing left. ♪

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Reblog to scare Anti-LGBT’s

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never ask a woman her age a man his salary your mutual how late it is in her timezone when she starts posting about that bisexual man

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Buck: I just wanted to let you all know that I have a boyfriend.

Hen: Congrats Buck!

Chimney: Wait let us guess! Does he have brown hair?

Hen: Was he in the army?

Chimney: Does his job involve rescuing people?

Hen: Does he have abs for days?

Chimney: Do we know him?

Buck: How did you two know I was dating Tommy?!

Hen and Chimney: WHAT!

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if we didn't stare into each others eyes and thought about kissing are we even friends???

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it's here, i'm obsessed

ordered a jacket that has teddy bears all over it in honor of my man Jason Farley-Shaw

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Edmundo "Eddie" Diaz is canonically an expert at turning women off

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evan buckley became such a dad so suddenly now he has to bear the blame of making their 13yo son a player bc “he didn’t get that from me” eddie diaz said, gayly.

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Buck: One day I wanna be a dad.

Chimney: But you already are a dad to Christopher?

Buck: Christopher is not my son?

Christopher, writing in his journal: Dear diary, today marks the day I was disowned by my own father.

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Fire Marshal Buck: Now I know you SAY that the 118 has kept everything up to code at the station, but I recently spoke to a very reliable source-

Christopher: *waves* hi

Fire Marshal Buck: - and he has informed me that the floor is, in fact, lava. Which, I don’t need to tell you, is a pretty serious safety violation.

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me

INCORRECT 9-1-1 QUOTE

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Eddie, playing a video game: This game is so frustrating! I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!

Buck: Ok, I think it’s time to turn off the game for a little while.

Eddie: But I’m having fun!

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• fandom: 9-1-1

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eddie diaz | the prophecy