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As a Chinese person from Hong Kong I'm going to officially say this absolutely blows my mind. Here's why.
In the video, Charles and Carlos were plainly copying calligraphy stroke-by-stroke from a large image in front of them. What makes Carlos' attempt so impressive is that he's effectively gotten nearly all the proportions, starting and ending brush pressures and tail-offs, and the structure right. It's not perfect. But it's damn well near perfect.
Compare it to Charles': Charles didn't do a bad job at all, and has successfully copied many of the requisite features, but he has seen each stroke as a line, as many people who write Chinese characters with ballpoint pens do nowadays - point A to point B, with natural loss of shape and flow in between. It's not necessarily a problem. Charles is writing the characters. But interestingly, Carlos isn't writing at all.
On rewinding the video you see why Carlos' was shaped so perfectly. He doesn't know Chinese. He doesn't know anything about stroke order, or speed. But he knows detail.
If you look at his hands as he writes he separated each stroke into a shape. Then he did his level best to recreate each shape as carefully as he could by pressing the brush until he could see it formed the right thickness of the line.
He didn't write, like Charles did. He painted.
If this is how good Carlos is at copying a language he does not know I wonder how amazing he would be at painting if he actually spent time to learn.
#For reference I and a lot of other native Chinese dialect speakers and writers do what charles did#we process the characters as words and the strokes as components of that word and sacrifice specific brushtroke shape#it's one of the first things you have to de-learn if you didn't do calligraphy as a child#seriously as a Chinese person from Hong Kong this is the hottest thing Carlos Sainz has ever done I'm in love#f1#carlos sainz#charles leclerc#charlos#chinese gp 2024#my post#I AM YELLING OK#A recurrent mistake that Carlos made was the angle and continuity of the 2nd stroke of 力#that's his only obvious mistake#but the 觉 blows my mind#and the FREAKING LAST STROKE OF THE 星 RADICAL#HOW HE COPIED THE THIN CURVE OF THE FINAL HORIZONTAL STROKE#I AM LOSING IT AT 1:50 AM ON A TUESDAY MARRY ME
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y'know every time i feel guilty about bothering someone by singing along when i'm listening to music, i just remember that i have to tolerate my dirtbag brother screaming at his ps5 for hours every day so listening to muffled off-key fall out boy is probably preferable
#ramble#it's not loud btw it's just like. singing along in the car volume#not to get on my soapbox but there's a literal dent in his wall from his controller. and we're in the uk you CANNOT punch through walls#idk about anyone else but i've NEVER yelled at a video game?? like i'm absolute dogshit at 80% of them#and i've never had a PHYSICAL reaction beyond maybe 'ughh' then turning it off#if you're getting that angry maybe you just need to play different games because you're clearly not having fun#also added bonus that i didn't realise until adulthood. as a former daughter#cis son privileges are CRAZY#i don't even swear in front of my parents and my dude is just screaming actual slurs next door with NO consequences#like you wouldn't do that in public why is it ok to do it here#i think i've said fuck in front of my mum ONCE and i literally couldn't look at her the entire day#this is a box i am not ready to unpack yet akdhdh#is this just a my family thing or is this common
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nnnnnnnnnnnnno maa'am
#my want to draw traditionally literally split me open for the past week and leaves me literally depressed i'm so serious i can't even look -#- @ my art programs without wanting to throw up omfg should;ve never picked up those pencils#but it's ok i just needed a nap#something so relatable about them i think nelvas has something in it for everyone meanwhile eltl is secluded art museum.#it's very possible to walk around in neloth's and talvas' brains but eltl is off limits. they will NOT! get no drawings like this outta me#wtf r they thinking ........#< eltl not nelvas#something nobody on dis earth can understand ..........#talvas wants to live he likes living but neloth's presence is so strong that it overrides and deletes his will to live.#bruuuuuuuuh#i bet the feeling of neloff is in everything he does if they ever part ways he won't be able to fold clothes or anythign without wanting -#- 2 cry . for what reason . idk bc neloth once yelled at him for folding clothes like shit .what am i on rn#(talvas thoughts mode) I want this old man to hug meeee😢😢😢#NELOFF DO IT and smash him too before i do it first .#me and neloth are the same person tho so it doesn;t matter but w/e#i'm getting emotional over them right now this cannot be real#i love her .... (Skyr1m)#i opened the game for .5 minutes today to take pics of a character uight what a beautiful game.#Te/s having such extensive lore ruins the whole entire game and the franchise but whatever . skyr1m is an art piece that's just how i feel#also this might be a very hard pill to swallow for some people but t*lvas is literally a kin Vessel for young women that keep getting -#- hit on by men twice or thrice their age when they're just trying to live their life .#this feels so profound to me i need dis shit inmy discord bio right NOEW.#Talvas................................#(eyes watering) (holding palm out)#suicide //#just in case but this tag would've gone crazy with my drawings of ulfr*c from late 2022 where i drew him with slit wrists. very artsay#is it not. i didn't like neither of those drawings tho i need to revisit cus i can feel ulfr*c on a diffaraaant level#when will i run out of tags. the way you can tell i just LUH talvas look at me drawing his hair in that second pic 😑BRU#look at me also trying to replicate pencils digitally in the first.. hmmm i don't hate it#at least it soothes me and i don't have pencil withdrawal
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The TWST cast from the original Fyuuture Kid timeline is so Cleopatra by Lumineers coded. They just get their (pregnant) joyfriend ripped away from them, cursed, and then sent back to earth, where they can't follow all in one day. That's gotta be a fucking nightmare. They just lose everything at the same time. Bro. Imagine Jamil or Azul, they had to fight for everything and just when they finally, FINALLY, think they have something that will never leave, it's taken away. Imagine malleus or cater or silver; they've already lost so much, silver just lost his dad and now, when he's going to make his own family, they're taken from him too.
TW FOR SUICIDE.
You wrote one time that of Yuu ever died, Floyd would be quick to follow, so. Did Jade and Azul have to put him on suicide watch? My mind is reeling there were NO WINNERS in this timeline Goddamn.
Sorry for the angst dude I just think about this AU a lot
i am so sorry for making you all live with this many thoughts and just waltzing on off to do fuck all
So there weren't any winners in the original timeline no, but the way things went down sort of prevented the type of outcome you are describing with Floyd due to the potential for hope, that most dangerous of falsehoods. In a way that sort of makes it worse though... so lets talk about what went down shall we?
(I'm going to keep this post to more general information, but I did write some specific ship thoughts I'll probably use for another post later on, I just need to think on some of them more...)
notes: they/them used for Yuu, this is part of my fyuuture kid au which can be found under the series section of my masterlist. This post will not contain discussions of suicidal ideation, but will contain major character death and descriptions of violence. If you are curious about what happened to Yuu and Fyuuture kid, look at this post here.
General Original Timeline Facts
To give a brief re-cap of what happens to Yuu, they were arrested by the Magical Marshall's office and sent back to their world, while pregnant, and cursed to forget everything that had happened to them in Twisted Wonderland. Something I didn't mention in that first post, mostly because I intended to imply it in the answer about Riddle's relationship with Yutu but ended up cutting, is that none of the characters actually know that this is what happened at first. They know that Yuu disappeared, but they don't know that the Marshalls were involved or that Yuu went back to their world, which causes a real sense of panic in all of them because holy shit their spouse and unborn child just went missing and they can't seem to get anyone to take this seriously. How the Marshalls went about hiding this information, and what the general public believed happened to Yuu depends on who their husband was, as did the fallout of their disappearance.
For anyone who might be a bit confused, the Magical Marshall's Office is an elite squad of police officers who investigate magical crime, and occasionally deal with overblots. They are the organization that Deuce wants to join one day, which does mean that the people who made the decision to see Yuu as a threat to public safety and send Yuu home were Deuce's own co-workers and friends.
Deuce is the first to suspect that the Marshall's might have had something to do with Yuu's disappearance, but he isn't able to really do much with that. He tries, but he is stonewalled and eventually fired- though by the time that happened monster attacks started getting really bad in the Queendom and Deuce had a whole other set of questions.
Speaking of those monster attacks, the instant Yuu is removed from Twisted Wonderland Grim overblots I have an idea as to why, but it isn't super set in stone. This "Chimera" begins hunting and stirring up monsters, inciting them to attack civilization while it focuses on trying to "wake up" the Phantoms of the Great 7. These phantoms want to re-join with their respective overblot boy, which is an easier task for some of them than others.
The first phantom to re-appear was the Thorn Fairy's. Malleus chose to seal himself and his phantom in an eternal sleep inside the Briar Valley capital after ordering Sebek and Silver to evacuate everyone who lived there, leaving his people truly leaderless and in shambles. He technically also ordered Lilia to go with them, but he refused. He wasn't able to abandon another Draconia to die alone. A lot of nocturnal fae died to the Phantom before Malleus's sacrifice, but because the problem was more or less contained to Briar Valley not all of the other nations saw the monster problem as a threat. They should have.
The second phantom to re-appear was The Queen of Hearts'. Riddle, having been approached by Deuce with his suspicions regarding Yuu's disappearance and outraged by what he saw as a clear violation of the law (if nothing else) was easy prey and re-assimilated into the monster. The phantom then began hunting down each of Riddle's previous dorm mates to corrupt them into card soldiers for its army, eventually fashioning four lieutenants that were a touch more sentient that the others out of Trey, Cater, Deuce, and Ace.
Certain members of the Al-Asim family saw that happen and quietly, without Kalim's knowledge, arrange to have Jamil killed. This doesn't prevent the Sorcerer of the Sands' phantom from reuniting with him, it just means the monster is puppeteering a corpse. And dragging around a second once it gets its hands on Kalim...
Obviously at this point something of a pattern has been established, meaning S.T.Y.X. is expected to do something. Idia does not actually overblot for a second time thank you very much, Phantom Ortho has a mind of his own and he promised to stay in the Underworld until it was Idy's time. His first order of business is to check in on Vil, Azul, and Leona to make sure they're ok. He manages to make contact with Vil, but the Coral Sea proves impossible to get a message through to and Leona is M.I.A. Literally, he and Ruggie have both disappeared while investigating monster attacks around the slums. Idia has a decision to make, and it's not one he really likes, but S.T.Y.X. has a better relationship with the Sunset Savannah than it does the Coral Sea, so it's off to the Elephant Graveyard while Vil agrees to stay behind on the Isle of Woe under observation for his own safety.
It's a decision Idia regrets later. He gets to Leona in time to help him fight and kill the King of Beasts's phantom, but it costs Leona and Ruggie their lives, and while he's there, the Sea Witch's phantom finds Azul and begins using his magic to drain the merfolk dry. Floyd manages to use his unique magic to distract Azul long enough to allow Jade to escape, who only flees because he thought his brother was behind him the whole time. The oceans become polluted with blot, forcing the surviving merfolk to the surface. Many go to NRC and take refuge in the Octavinelle dorm pocket dimension, resulting in the Mostro Lounge being closed to make more room. Somehow that feels more like a killing blow to Azul for Jade than what the phantom did.
Schools like NRC, RSA, and Nobel Bell become sort of centers for survivors due to the large amounts of mages, magical wards, and artifacts that such schools typically have made them safer than most towns. NRC specifically has seen a large influx of magicless people who run a lot of the things the ghosts used to and runs a lot of normal school classes in additional to the magic program, which shifts over time to be more focused on fighting due to the increased monster attacks.
Also Crewel is now Headmage. It would have been Trein but I don't think he needs the stress. I haven't decided if he is still alive or not, but Vargas and Sam are still kicking.
So to give a run down of where everyone stands in the original timeline in order: Malleus and his phantom are trapped in an eternal sleep, Lilia is dead, Silver and Sebek are alive (at least at first) and trying to help the fae refuges displaced by the Thorn Fairy's Phantom. All of Heartslabyul are overblot phantoms, and actively making the Queendom of Roses unlivable. Jamil was assassinated and the Sorcerer of the Sands's phantom went on to kill Kalim and most of his family. To be clear that wasn't because of Jamil's lingering emotions, but good luck explaining that to most people. Vil and Idia are overblot free, Vil because he is being detained on the Isle of Woe and Idia because of his promise with Phantom Ortho. Leona and Ruggie died fighting the King of Beast's phantom. Azul and Floyd are blot phantoms, while Jade is alive and tending bar at what remains of the lounge at NRC.
Now Epel, Rook, and Jack aren't named in that list. No one really knows what happened to them, but they are assumed dead (or at least Jack and Epel are.) Since this is my AU and I get to give out the information, I'll let you know that Rook is a phantom under control of the Fairest Queen's phantom, Jack is dead, and Epel is alive, but cut off from the rest of Twisted Wonderland by the monsters under the Fairest Queen's control. He's right teed off about that, hey Yutu go get him that ladder he's gonna give Rook a piece of his mind-
I do have some ship specific thoughts but I want to cook with them a bit more... but to maaaybe tease some of them?
Yutu and his friends had to fight the Heartslabyul boys multiple times. Yes this hurt their Yutus a lot, and is one of the main reasons Riddle! Yutu hates his dad so much.
Vil can hear the Fairest Queen talking to him and it's not great for his mental stability. Neither is being cooped up in the Isle of Woe, his Yutu did meet him and remembers it being a terrifying experience.
Jade has a good relationship with Floyd! Yutu, Jade and Floyd are their own people but losing Floyd killed a part of him that was slightly healed by getting his nephew back. He likes to tease Azul! Yutu and told him a great deal about his dad. As for his own Yutu... their relationship is a tad strained by how protective Jade is over his son. He is terrified of losing him and what is left of his pearl...
Not all Yutus are in the same dorm as their father. I haven't decided on where all of them are yet, but I did mention once in my replies that Azul! Yutu is in Savanaclaw. I did not mention that he did intend to transfer but couldn't when he accidentally became the Dorm Leader because he got tired of being mouthed off to and knocked someone out. I have an ask about Cater! Yutu I'm working on but I'll add him here as having been put into Octavinelle, and I think I want to put Kalim! Yutu into Pomefiore but I need to cook more...
#<3 asks#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#future kid au#tw character death#ngl i cried when i was writing about jade#so no one yell at me i am already yelling at myself ok
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#ok well tumblr did in fact nuke the censored version so i am settling for a crop instead#my art#svsss#svsss fanart#mxtx svsss#luo binghe#luo bingmei#luo bingge#bingcest#anyway something something youre the protag of a stallion harem and you find out an au version of yourself sucks at sex#and so you decide to take matters into your own hands#please hear me out i am yelling into a void. more bingcest. i need it so so bad.#anyway uncensored uncropped full is on my twt under the same username
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Andrew Lincoln as Christopher Lovell These Foolish Things (2006)
#here ya go anons!!!#THE COSTUMES#Andrew Lincoln#*#These Foolish Things#i dig the stache with the time period and the clothes ok#sue me#i'll win#excuse me but the nose™#i am defenseless against a man in a waistcoat#HIS BONE STRUCTURE#THE HATS#ANDY LOVES HATS#THE COATS THE SUITS#BYE#THE UNIFORM#I NEED TO GO#and stop yelling#also he was so soft so soft
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someone just posted this quote and it just hit me that it wasn’t that nobody loved xie lian after knowing how far he’d fallen and everything he’d done. it was xie lian who was too terrified to lean on them and share what he was going through, or he tried and they didn’t have the full context to understand him, and it just made xie lian feel more alone which made him push them away even more. he had feng xin and mu qing the whole time and they never ever stopped loving him even when they saw him falter and fail. and it wasn’t that hua cheng was unique in loving him anyway but it was hua cheng that happened to be present for all of xie lian’s worst moments and none of it made him love xie lian any less, and hua cheng is not the exception to the rule but the proof that xie lian was always loveable and always deserving and always loved despite despite despite. and after finding hua cheng he opens his heart up to his friends once again and accepts their love back into his life when he had shut it all out for centuries. i am in TEARS rn when i said i can’t think about feng xin and mu qing this is one of the reasons why
#tgcf#tgcf meta#meta stuff#fengqing#xianle trio#yelling is a love language#idk i just came across something someone posted on twitter and saw this quote#and it just SENT ME#i still just cannot think about fengqing ok ok ok my asexual ass can’t handle it#they loved xie lian so much both of them did and they never stopped#all those arguments. hundreds of years of anger. all that rage just misplaced grief. which was just love with nowhere to go.#i am in TEARS over them
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guy i would not trust within a 15m radius of myself
open for better quality | no reposts
my shop is open!!
#luka#alnst luka#alien stage#alnst#fanart#myart#doodle#did you know. this is actually a redraw of a redraw lol??#i drew one before but i didn't like how it turned out#but a friend sent me someone else's redraw so i got motivated to try again#and this one is ok >< it looks better cropped hahahaha#also i'm eating my own words bc yeah i'm here in alnst now#rewatched 'cure' after getting to know the contestants and i am devastated.#and 'my clematis'..... ow......#i blame my friend (affectionate) bc by being someone she can yell about it to i too got invested#i simultaneously anticipate and fear round 7#and i hope vivinos ships out the md stuff soon wahhhhh please don't let it go until fall.......
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i can't stop thinking how funny it would be if gareth's brothers did in fact recognise him and were just like 'well clearly he has his reasons so let's all be good big bros and pretend we don't know him' and then spend the next few weeks before he goes off on his quest pretending extremely badly that they have never ever met this kitchen boy before nope not at all even while other knights are looking at them and looking at gareth and going 'hmmm'
#gawain can't resist giving weird brotherly pep talks every time he passes him like 'keep up the good work kid! we're all rooting for you!'#and then turns to ragnelle to whisper loudly 'that was ok that was normal and convincing right' while she rolls her eyes#gaheris bumps into him in a corridor and startles like a deer and is like 'hahaha random kitchen boy i certainly have never met before what#fine weather we are having in these parts hahaha i shall be leaving now through the door over there good bye' and then#walks into a broom cupboard and has to awkwardly back out again while gareth stands there#holding a broom that he was just about to put back in the broom cupboard#agravaine nearly manages to pass by without incident while gareth is scrubbing floors but at the last second brotherly instinct takes over#and he kicks the bucket of suds over yelling 'you missed a spot dickwad!' before sprinting away#gareth is just 'wow my brothers are bigger freaks and weirdos than i remember i don't want to be associated with these losers'#meanwhile arthur is like 'kay can you please just tell them all that you know who he is because i cannot take this farce much longer'#kay: ... oh so now im not allowed to have fun am i? fucking tyrant
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went to @bearsintreesofficial and all i got was blurry photos
#i was having too much fun ok#barricade and jumping screaming crying ok i cannot believe i was there#cannot believe they were real??? not just little guys in my phone????#i accidentally yelled kind of at nick in the parking lot i am so sorry#bears in trees#silverposting#in what universe did i go to twenty one pilots and bears in trees within a month!!!
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still chugging along with young justice i like anita she’s fun :3
#scribbles#yj98#do i have to tag everyone. fuck me#tim drake#kon el#cissie king jones#cassie sandsmark#bart allen#anita fite#ok that wasn’t actually that bad i’m just dramatic#tbh i actuallt don’t know where to go after i’m done with young justice . now what…..#if anyone has recs or wants to yell with me please god do#i am slowly becoming a little not normal#actually wait i think cassie has blue eyes too??#oh well#not anymore
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hi hello as part of my attempts to be more involved in fandom i decided to take up the DTIYS challenge by @vavoom-sorted-art ! (congrats on 5k! well deserved!!)
when i started sketching i told myself that i wouldn’t go too crazy and add a lot of detail nor would i do a full color drawing… well, here we are
anyway this was fun bc i haven’t drawn much of the ineffables yet. kindly disregard the mistakes you see lol thanks
#uhhhh#good omens#vavoomdtiys#do i make an art tag for myself?#am i going to post art now?#hmm#undecided#first i gotta remind myself 5000 more times that cringe is dead#yknow that spongebob episode where he’s yelling#‘i’m ugly and i’m proud!’#yea that’s me sharing my silly little drawings#ok tag rambling over#sara does art
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chemical override
2.4k words, buddie, buckley-diaz family, first kiss, getting together (for realsies this time!), rated t
With blonde curls and sparkling blue eyes over a criminally well-fitted red suit, he could almost be mistaken for Buck, if not for the way he takes Eddie in, slow and savoring it. When their eyes meet, Eddie’s mouth goes dry.
Two strangers meet at an LAFD celebration themed as a masquerade ball. They already know everything about each other.
read it on ao3.
for @prettysophist from the halloween prompt list for the prompt 'masks'
Despite what recent events might lead you to believe, Eddie does actually know that he's attractive. He's never really leaned into it, but he’s not unaware.
Unlike Buck, who is unaware. Buck who broke up with Tommy alarmingly quickly once Eddie quietly mentioned his sexuality at breakfast with the 118 two weeks ago. Who had dinner warm and waiting on the table when Eddie flew back from El Paso, Christopher in tow, one week ago. Who kissed Christopher's forehead and hugged him as tight as Eddie had as soon as he saw his son again, who met Eddie’s gaze over Chris's disgruntled head. For a split second, Eddie had almost let the thought in. Maybe Buck…him and Buck…and then the moment passed, and then a week passed, and nothing happened.
And listen, it's been two weeks. Actually, it's been at least six months. Well, if he's honest, it's probably been something like seven years, and if it isn't going to happen, Eddie will get over it. If Buck isn't attracted to him - if Buck doesn't want him - that doesn't actually change anything.
At least, that's what Eddie tells himself as he takes a razor to his mustache, gentle but vicious, and gets himself dressed. Sharp line of his shoulders, deep red shirt complementing his skin, and Carla even helps him out with his hair, because she's better than Eddie could ever compensate her for.
Stepping back to admire her handiwork, she holds her hand out for a high five from Christopher. “Not bad, hm?” she asks him.
Eddie poses with his hands out, eyebrows raised.
“Don't do that,” Christopher says immediately. He hands Eddie the masquerade mask that matches his suit. “And don't forget this.” Chris leans into Carla, returning her high five before fixing Eddie with a stern look. His smile gives him away, though. “Win something cool, Dad.”
“Yessir,” Eddie salutes, and then it's hugs and kisses and out the door.
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Buck wishes Eddie were here. Doesn't matter how cool the staff events at the LAFD get (ha), they're always better with his best friend next to him. Buck got tickets way late, though, and he’s sure Eddie is busy with Chris tonight anyway. After Eddie came out, after El Paso, Buck didn't see the point in lying to himself anymore. He thought…well, if there was any time for them to finally fall together, it seemed like the right one. But Buck wasn't going to pressure Eddie into anything, especially on the heels of the summer they just had. And when Eddie didn't make a move, Buck tried to get it through his head: he doesn't want you. He doesn't.
But Buck wants Eddie. Buck wants Eddie smiling over dinner, wants him sitting across from Christopher, wants him next to Buck at staff events, wants him everywhere and every way he isn't.
So he slips into a suit he hasn't even seen since poker with Eddie, he spends entirely too much time on his hair, he pulls the masquerade mask over his eyes and challenges himself to thirty consecutive seconds of thinking about literally anything except Eddie for the night.
It's not going well.
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It's almost impressive how quickly Eddie gets used to the mask. Then again - he contemplates the last twenty something years of his life and almost wants to laugh, morbidly - maybe it isn't. Unlike the one he's been wearing his whole life, though, this mask is freeing. He could be anybody, in a crowd of anybodies - but he's Eddie, and he knows it so well now, sees the full picture so clearly. He catches his reflection in the doorway, and he feels powerful.
The LAFD's Recognition of Excellence awards are held in some lavish building in downtown LA this fall. Eddie thinks the masquerade ball theme is kind of cheesy, but he does have to admit that the crowd showed up and showed out. Light refracts through crystal and bounces off the metallic masks packed into the massive ballroom, making everything feel brighter.
“Damn, if I'd known the competition was this steep, I'd have tried a little harder,” a voice drawls from behind him.
Eddie turns, looks the man up and down. With blonde curls and sparkling blue eyes over a criminally well-fitted red suit, he could almost be mistaken for Buck, if not for the way he takes Eddie in, slow and savoring it. When their eyes meet, Eddie’s mouth goes dry.
“No competition here,” Eddie replies evenly. Then he takes a deep breath, lets himself say what he's thinking. “And if this is low effort for you, I'm in trouble.”
Red Suit's smile turns a little wicked. “You can have as much effort as you'd like.”
Fucking hell. Eddie clears his throat. “You're a firefighter?”
“What, you think I snuck in?”
Even his laugh sounds like Buck’s, but darker, coloured by whatever the hell is happening between them right now. Eddie’s so fucked. “Just trying to judge how hard I'll need to work to impress you.”
Red suit gets closer. “Stick with me tonight, let's find out.”
What the hell. Eddie grabs his hand and pulls him to the bar.
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Buck spotted the guy the second he walked in - the lethal cut of his pants, shoulders set with the easy confidence of someone who knows he belongs. When he turns at Buck's words, Buck blinks away the image of Eddie. He drinks in the warm brown eyes and feels himself slipping into a comfortable, old stance. Someone Eddie never had the chance to meet. Thirty fucking seconds, he reminds himself, and lets himself be dragged to the bar.
Brown Eyes is a remarkably good distraction, so long as Buck doesn't let himself think about why the first guy who caught his attention could be Eddie’s identical twin. He keeps pace with Buck, pushes and pulls deliciously until all Buck can feel is the warmth of the lights, the crowd, the brown eyes on his body. He pops another button loose. Sue him.
“Craziest call,” he challenges, leaning forward to keep that warm gaze on him.
He's met with a huff, an exasperated kind of laugh. It sounds like Eddie’s. Buck loves it. “There was that plane landing on the highway last month.”
“No shit?” Buck asks. “We were there, too.”
“Yeah? Maybe we passed each other by.”
“Talk about fate.”
Brown Eyes snorts. “Half the LAFD was there.”
“And you're the only one here now.”
“Arguably, half the LAFD is here, too.”
This guy. Buck laughs, despite himself. “Let me have this, man.”
“Oh, sure,” his new friend smirks, and Buck wants to bite the corner of it. “Take what you want.”
“Dangerous words.”
When the stranger looks up, his eyes are dark and a little wild under his mask. His cheeks are flushed, and it matches the mask so well. Buck wants to know if it extends under the mask. If it extends anywhere else. There's a little mole under his eye. Fuck, when did they get so close? They're nose to nose. Buck can hear his own heartbeat.
“I'll risk it,” the stranger breathes, and he hesitates for a second longer, opening his mouth to speak.
Buck kisses his next words right off his tongue.
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Eddie’s already pushing Red Suit up against the pristine marble bathroom counter by the time his brain comes back online.
As far as ideas go, he's had better - making out with a colleague whose name he hasn't bothered to learn at the edge of a staff event probably doesn't make the top ten. But then broad hands are covering his shoulders, pulling him close, and when long legs hook around Eddie’s hips he kind of forgets to worry about it.
The man under him gives as good as he gets. Eddie pulls back to study his partner’s face, black masquerade mask striking against the thin ring of blue surrounding his blown irises. His lips are spit-slick and shiny, panting. He looks so much like Buck - the thought appears again - and Eddie’s stomach does a fucking somersault. Eddie pulls him in closer by the sides of his face, brushing the fluffy curls off his forehead briefly. He catches a tiny glimpse of pink.
“Take this off,” Red Suit groans, tugging at Eddie's buttons.
Eddie laughs. “Easy, tiger,” he placates, reaching up to get his partner's suit off first. He pulls the jacket off, revealing a tight black shirt to match the mask, sleeves rolled to the forearms. Red Suit reaches for Eddie, gets his shirt unbuttoned enough for the chain around his neck to slip out.
And then three things happen in quick succession.
“Wait,” Eddie says, hands going still as he recognizes the black band tattooed on the arm under him.
“Oh, fuck me,” Buck breathes as Eddie’s St. Christopher pendant lands on his half-bare chest.
“...for extraordinary partnership and exceptional teamwork in times of duress, Eddie Diaz and Evan Buckley!” Chief Simpson’s voice booms over a microphone in the distance. There's a smattering of applause, fading into confused silence.
Eddie stares into his best friend’s wide eyes - his best friend, whose tongue was just recently down his fucking throat - and his mouth drops open. “I,” he starts.
Buck gapes back at him. “You shaved your fucking mustache?”
“Buck,” Eddie tries again. He can't remember how to make words form.
“Without telling me?” Buck screeches.
“Eddie Diaz and Evan Buckley,” Chief Simpson calls over the microphone again. “That's weird, I have them both RSVP’d,” comes quieter.
Eddie reboots. “Oh my god,” he gasps. He pulls at Buck’s jacket helplessly, trying to tug it back over his shoulders. “Oh my god, Buck, we have to get out there.”
Buck’s still frozen. “But when did you…?”
“Buck!” Eddie grabs his face, looks him square in the eyes. Buck’s breath stutters. Eddie releases him just as quickly, cheeks burning. “Put your jacket on. I am not facing half the department like this.”
He watches Buck’s vision clear, sees him come back online. “Oh, shit.”
As they stumble out the door, Eddie catches a glimpse of them in the bathroom mirror. Hair wild, eyes wilder, shirts rucked up and wearing matching blushes, there's nothing inconspicuous about them.
Eddie grins so wide his cheeks hurt as he pushes his best friend onstage.
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Buck bites the inside of his cheek to make sure he isn't having some kind of fucked up hallucination-nightmare-dream, and then there's a mic in his face and a spotlight in his eyes.
“Thank you, Chief Simpson,” he says like his heart isn't in his throat. “Eddie and I have spent years building and strengthening our partnership. We are forever grateful to our LAFD family for their part in…”
Honestly, he blacks out a little, after that. He adds some stuff about the 118, pulls something out of his ass about taking pride in their work, and tries not to make his heart eyes too obvious. He doesn't look at Eddie, but he is so incredibly aware of him.
Buck stumbles off the stage, who knows how many minutes later, and by the time he’s outside the venue he's dizzy. He looks around, but he can't find-
“Buck.”
He whirls around. “Eddie.”
They sit heavily on the cold stone steps in front of the building. Their shoulders are inches apart. Buck’s never felt further from Eddie.
“Listen,” he starts. “We can just- I'll Uber home, and we don't have to talk about it again, I'll just-”
“Buck,” Eddie says, soft but firm. He turns, goes to put his hand on Buck's shoulder, then keeps reaching up.
“Man,” he laughs lightly. “Can I take this thing off?”
When Buck nods, Eddie lifts Buck’s mask over his eyes until it rests on top of his head. Eddie tugs his own mask off, too.
“Come home with me,” Eddie tells him.
“Eds-”
“It wasn't an accident, Buck. I mean, if I'd known…” he trails off. “I just didn't think you were interested.”
Buck laughs incredulously. “‘Cause I've been so casual about it?”
Eddie's smile is wry. “You've never been as forward as you were tonight.”
“I was trying to give you time,” Buck says weakly, pulling his knees under his chin. “I didn't want to scare you off.”
“You could never. Buck, you could never.” Eddie promises. “Not after this long.”
“I just - I thought you wanted -”
Eddie gets his finger under Buck’s chin, tilts it up towards him, and Buck loses his breath again. Framed by the stars and the sparkling building behind them, cheeks flushed from the cold, Eddie’s so fucking beautiful. He’s Buck's best friend. He’s Buck’s whole life. “What do you want?” Eddie asks.
“This,” Buck whispers. “This, forever.”
Eddie smiles. He's everything, he's fucking everything.
“What about you?” Buck says, braver. “What do you want?”
And oh, that's easy. “You,” Eddie grins.
When Eddie leans in again, Buck watches his brown eyes melt until his own flutter closed. Without the masks in the way, the kiss burns Buck to his core, warmth spreading through him like hot chocolate. Eddie’s in his veins.
It takes them ten minutes longer than it should to get home, because Buck keeps kissing Eddie senseless at the red lights.
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Carla greets Eddie with a hug and Buck with a kiss on the cheek.
“Come by more often,” she insists, and Buck grins.
“I think I will,” he tells her.
“You two stayed out of trouble?” She asks Eddie on her way out.
“Don't we always?” He replies, innocent as ever. She laughs all the way down the driveway.
Eddie kisses Buck once more, chaste, just to see him turn pink. He laces their fingers together and pulls him towards Chris's room.
When Chris says to come in, he's already in bed, lights dimmed and Percy Jackson book hastily pushed under his pillow.
“Better not be reading ahead without me,” Buck says, kissing his forehead and pulling the book away.
“Hey, Buck,” Chris smiles. He doesn't look surprised to see Buck, but then again, why would he? “I was rereading, I swear.”
“Uh huh.”
“Did you win something cool, Dad?”
Eddie laughs, kneeling next to Buck. “Sure did, bud.”
“Good,” Chris yawns. “Tell me tomorrow.”
“I will.”
“Night, Dad. Night, Buck,” Chris manages, and then he's out like a light.
Eddie steps out and closes the door behind them. Buck starts for the couch, but Eddie grabs his hand.
“Come on,” Eddie insists. He pulls them into his bedroom, Buck trailing behind.
Eddie stops in his tracks. “Shit, wait,” he says, and Buck freezes.
Eddie reaches into Buck’s jacket pocket and pulls out their two masquerade masks. “Okay, all set,” he smiles brightly.
“Oh my god,” Buck pushes him into the bedroom, muffling his laughter in the nape of Eddie’s neck. He kisses the giggles and half-baked defenses out of Eddie’s mouth - and then he spends the rest of the night figuring out what else he can elicit from Eddie.
#911 abc#911 8x05#kinda lol this is like if i took 8.05s general concept and name and did whatever the fuck i wanted to it#911 fic#911 fic rec#buddie#buddie fic#buddie fic rec#team writes fic#prompt fic#911 prompt fic#evan buckley#eddie diaz#ok perfect it is a beautiful 405 in the fucking morning and my brain is giving out on me and ive never felt more alive#remember how last time i was like enhhh i don't likeee it don't loooookkk at it? this time you have to look. this time i love it so bad#so please yell with me. im excited lol#also omg prettysophist i am SO sorry i know your prompt included magic and i just decided. to give up completely#but i got a different magic prompt that i will certainly write which will be great fun#ok bye now! gn!
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tw: unreality (probably), reality checking (more like double book keeping I guess but???)
how do I get more comfortable with the existence of nonhumans who say they can physically shift but aren't delusional?
like. I know it's unfair, but every time I see someone be like "I am a werewolf and I'm not a clinical lycanthrope, I do not see this as a delusion", my mind automatically screams P-SHIFTER P-SHIFTER NO NO BAD!!!
I don't want that! I know it's fucking unfair, but I just... have such a hard time to get comfortable with this - for a lot of reasons actually, but mainly it's 1) I am 0% spiritual so I just. ya know, science says it's impossible and I believe in science so, how??? (<- rethorical question btw, having an explanation or not should not influence how I react to the mere existence of other beings) and 2) I SO DESPERATELY want to believe that shapeshifting exists, I so desperately want my shapeshifting abilities and if I accept that it exists (because people say that it happens to them) but I can't do it... that would be a fucking catastrophe for my mental health.
I know I should just accept them and don't get me wrong, I don't harrass anyone, I mainly just avoid these beings. but it's so hard and I feel horrible for being so judgy but I just... I don't know.
like, I believe people's experiences. if someone tells me "I can physically shift into a horse" then cool, I believe that's exactly what you're experiencing, I believe that it's absolutely real to you and I WANT to believe it's real (=visible, proveable, anything) to other people too but I just... have such a hard time. my brain either wrongfully accuses them of being a harmful cult-y p-shifter or thinks that they probably have delusions and just aren't aware of them.
Again, I know that's harmful thinking and I want to change that!
every time I catch myself thinking something like the above, I actively correct myself in my head but I can't just fully accept and believe it.
I don't know what to do about this, it's really stressing me out and making me feel bad on various levels... if anyone has an idea how to get over this, please please help :(
#and pls for the love of everything don't yell at me for being judgy I KNOW it's bad and I AM working on it ok#this is a hard post for me to make#alterhuman#otherkin#alterhumanity#nonhuman#nonhumanity#psychological otherkin#werewolf holothere#holothere#tw unreality#tw reality checking#tw double book keeping
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I am so unbelievably pissed off. FUCK HOAs
Oh, my trash/recycling bin can't be visible except on pickup day? Ok whatever fine I hate you but I can deal with this
Weekly inspections?????? FU FU FU FU FU
SECOND NOTICE ALSO WE'RE CHARGING YOU MONEY TO SEND YOU CERTIFIED MAIL OF THIS TOTALLY LEGIT TOTALLY SECOND NOTICE OF WHAT IS ACTUALLY A VIOLATION cue me: checks notes. Hmm. My recycling bin was. on the curb. on recycling pickup day. You know. The day it has to be out. The day it is motherfucking ALLOWED TO BE FUCKING OUT AND VISIBLE.
so. 1) not a violation
I have sent them the trash AND recycling pickup schedules, which are DIFFERENT, btw
I have disputed the fact of the violation
I have disputed the linking of this "violation" to a previous violation MONTHS AGO--their "first notice" in this case was a "Courtesy Notice" LITERALLY 5 MONTHS AGO and they've done so many inspections since then and my bin CLEARLY WASN'T OUT IN THOSE INTERVENING MONTHS so WTMFH
So I am posting like a crazy person here instead of sending the absolutely deranged email I almost sent (I did send a slightly less deranged version with the disputes, and requesting a hearing)
OMG. It has been. Less than one hour since I learned this fun fun news. My bin was out YESTERDAY, y'all. YESTERDAY. I am going to blow a gasket
#it's a relatively privileged problem to have (omg i have a home truly i am grateful) but it's still a goddamned problem and i'm allowed#to fucking complain about it#in case it needs to be said#*rolling my eyes*#i advocate for free/actually affordable housing for everyone who needs it because we ALL deserve a safe secure stable home#whatever type of home that may be#it is absolutely goddamned ridiculous that megacorps can buy all the housing#rent it out at extortionate rates and evict people willy nilly#and we're talking about a “housing crisis” and not a “STOP LETTING CORPORATIONS AND BILLIONAIRES HOARD ALL THE HOUSING” crisis#goddamn.#ha elect me president (ahaha don't do this i am not a good public speaker) and I'll push congress to pass some really neat legislation#hey be more direct: elect me to congress (ahaha don't do this) and i'll WRITE some goddamn nifty legislation and yell about it as long and#as loud as i can until people start to just fucking say yes to make me shut the fuck up#(i know that's not how it works. again. don't actually elect me to a government position)#exemplia gratis:#No individual person shall own more than 6 homes UNLESS they pay a Housing Market Shrinkage Fee for removing viable housing from the market#why 6 and not 2? 2 is a lot! it's excessive! but having A vacation home shouldn't be a crime. Having 5 vacation homes is ridiculous and#awful and whatever but it's not likely to be the source of all our greatest “housing shortage” problems. no. I'm aiming for the absolutely#monstrously greedy and egregious motherfuckers who---ok#hang on. how many homes does the average min and max homeowner own? I would like to see data on that. but anyway#the next part of the legislation:#Homes owned >6 shall be charged X% Housing Market Shrinkage Fee UNLESS they are rented for affordable (15% or less than renter net income)#housing and are actively occupied by said renters. Rented out and charging more than 15% of renter's net? still gotta pay up.#EMPTY housing >6 shall be subject to an additional Y% Housing Market Shrinkage Fee (tax? should I call it a tax?) which increases with ever#month that the housing goes unoccupied. no one living in it? sell it rent it or pay the fuck up. and still pay the fuck up if you rent it#for way too goddamn much money#but like. less. we only REALLY hate you if you sit on empty houses that you don't even let anyone use#ok that's individuals. now onto BUSINESSES#ok so immediately it gets a little complicated cuz like presumably there's rental management businesses that don't own the rental propertie#that they manage BUT there are also companies that just outright own a shitfuckton of housing and THIS is the truly egregious monstrous sid
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hi fumi are you going to shaaaaare?
[ID: A quick digital sketch of Fumi from Jack Jeanne in his summer break outfit. He's seated at a cafe with a matcha swirl soft served ice cream in a waffle cone. He has a smug / teasing expression while looking somewhere off screen.]
#YELLING#HIIII FUMI#sarafumi takashina#jackjeanne#jack jeanne#sketch#I am typing this up madly at midnight and throwing it in the queue why is my posting like this#anyway the boy ✨#yk this is a crop bc I am up 2 yume shit but imagine your fav(s) offscreen#ok off i go backflip into the void goodnight
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