#YOU are the problem buddy

[pro-sipper]

"Fiction affects reality because you cry at movies" antis ONCE AGAIN thinking they're pulling a gotcha when in reality all they're doing is putting something harmless on the same level as "wanting to go out and rape somebody"

[buddiesmutslut]

no okay bc Buck losing his cool about Eddie moving to Texas -> realizes he fucked up -> solves Eddie’s problem & sublets his house.

Eddie loses his cool about Buck’s way of grieving that he doesn’t understand -> realizes he fucked up -> solves Buck’s problem of feeling disconnected from everybody by bringing Chris home & having Pepa over

[mythmagicetc]

eddie’s stretched out on the couch, book in hand, when buck comes in from the kitchen and groans. loud and attention-seeking and annoying.

eddie looks up. “can i help you?”

the sleepy withering glare eddie receives in response gives him cuteness aggression. “i was going to lie down on the couch, but now i can’t because you are.”

biting down on a smile, eddie gestures vaguely at the space in front of him. “yes, you can, buck. there’s plenty of room.” sure, their legs will get tangled, but eddie’s sitting up against the arm, so buck can definitely fit on the other end.

buck’s eyes brighten. “really? you—you sure?”

“yes?” eddie’s not sure what’s unclear here. or why buck’s cheeks are pink all of a sudden.

buck just hums, pleased, and shuffles over to the couch. he turns, maybe to say something? no, he’s—oh. he plants a knee between eddie’s legs and lies down on top of him, fully, like a blanket. head resting on eddie’s chest, arms wrapped loosely around eddie’s sides, contented sigh whispering across eddie’s neck.

this—was not what eddie meant.

but he waits until buck settles against him, and he can’t quite find it in himself to care.

“better?” eddie asks softly.

he feels buck’s mumbled response against his chest more than he hears it, but it seems positive.

eddie sighs. he’s still holding his book, dangling off the side of the couch, his thumb marking the page. it’s easy to let it fall the rest of the way to the floor. easy to wrap his arms around buck’s broad back, one hand buried in his curls. easy to close his eyes and drift.

yes, it’s easy. eddie might just stay here forever.

“forever, buck, if you’ll have me,” he whispers. sleep takes him before he can feel buck’s answer.

[teaboot]

Sorry to bother you with this, but I just don't really know what to do and would like some advice.

I'm a teenager in high school and I've been reading more and more about politics and the world and it just leaves me feeling tired and hopeless.

I see violence against women every day and both political parties of my country encourage it. I feel scared and hopeless and I don't know what to do about it. I'm scared that I'll be attacked in one way or another.

Do you have any advice for this kind of thing?

Society is cyclical. One generation learns a lesson and teaches it to the children who take it to an extreme, then their children learn a lesson and teach it to their children who take it to an extreme. Like the width of your high-heeled shoes, or the height of your waistband or the size of your hair.

One thing we have seen over and over and over again is that things will swing to the furthest possible edge of a dichotomy, and when it it can go no further it swings back the other way.

It’s a scary time to be living, yes. The collapse of Rome was probably pretty scary too. The idea of big things changing like that is scary.

But also, we’re not nobility, we’re peasants, and those of us in North America are still very very blessed right now. As bad as things are, through all of (vague gesture upwards), we’re still going to have to work. We’re still going to go to school. We’re still going to wash the dishes and scoop cat litter. And through all that, we’re going to see our neighbours, and our teachers, and random kids on the street, and cashiers and homeless folks and middle-aged women named Nancy, every damn day of the week.

And while we can’t control our governments (apparently) or our economy or the fucking price of beef, we’re going to see each other far more than we’re going to see politicians and oil tycoons.

Civilizations collapse all the time. Governments fall apart all the time. The people don’t have to collapse with it.

So what you do is the best you can. You wash the dishes. You scoop the cat litter. You go to work and you go to school and keep doing all the boring and mundane and unglamorous things they don’t tell you about the end of the Roman Empire and you CARE ABOUT PEOPLE and be KIND to them, and then when you come across a clear and baldfaced injustice in front of you that you can DO something about you think to yourself, “I could help, but I don’t want to, because it’ll be hard and uncomfortable and awkward and I don’t know what I’m doing and I’ll hate it so much the entire time,” and then you do something anyway.

Because if you’re going to be scared no matter what, you might as well be scared making things better. You might as well be scared with a friend. You might as well be scared while you keep the world moving than scared in a hole in your yard, ‘cause without the bomb, the only real difference between a lone man in a bomb shelter and a dead body in a casket is a can of meat and an air filter.

Things could be worse. Things could GET worse. We’re not all going to be okay. That sucks. Now grab whoever’s on your left and hold on.

[primal--scream]

Okay, okay so I saw a post about what if Pepa started setting Buck up on blind dates, and I couldn't not do this, because it totally ate my brain and I can't remember who said it now and it's been haunting me. if this was your idea let me know in the notes and if you totally hate it, I will completely get rid of it but....yeah.....

ETA: thanks @belovasyelena for dropping the note, it was her post that inspired it, so glad you don't hate it!!

"His name is Gabe, and he's such a nice boy, you will have so much fun." Eddie watches Buck nod along with his aunt as she flits around the kitchen, but when her words finally register, he feels himself frown. "What are you talking about?" "I set Evan up with my neighbor's grandson, Gabriel." Eddie feels his jaw clench, "I don't think Buck needs dating help." "No, he certainly does not, but last week while he was there pruning my roses, they met and a few days later Gabe asked after him, so I thought why shouldn't I, they're both single." "Isn't he in the one in the Coast Guard in San Diego?" "Marines. He's a liaison out of the LAAFD." How does she even know what the LAAFD even is and really, the fucking Marines, Eddie thinks. Of course it's the fucking Marines with their dress Blues and their fucking swords and their dress up balls. And really, he doesn't even know why he cares. It's not like Buck is actually going to go through with it.

He watches Pepa hand a piece of paper to Buck, "Here is the restaurant, 7:30."

Buck smiles at her and puts the paper in his pocket, "Looking forward to it."

Eddie is too stunned at Buck's seeming heartfelt excitement to actually say anything, so he just stares at Pepa as she gathers her things, kisses Buck on the cheek, and then leaves.

"Hey, don't feel like you need to entertain her matchmaking, I know how it can be." Eddie says after Pepa is gone, hopefully giving Buck the out he needs.

"It's okay, I actually...uh...I'm kind of excited about it." Buck rubs the back of his neck, his cheeks turning pink while not exactly meeting Eddie's eyes.

"You...you're looking forward to a date? That my aunt set you up on? With a random stranger?"

"Yeah, I mean, I know it probably won't turn into anything. But, he was nice when we met, and it...it'll be fun. I need to get back out there, you know?"

Eddie can only nod, He can't be serious, right? Buck isn't actually going to go on this date. He's not looking for fun, and what exactly does fun even mean when it comes to blinds dates. But he rewinds back to the part where Buck had said he was nice, which means Buck may already like him.

Buck puts his plate in the sink and turns toward the door, "Guess I need to buy a new shirt."

Eddie's brain has stumbled again, this time over the words get back out there. What exactly does that mean for Buck and random blind dates? And why does he need a new shirt? This guy hasn't seen any of Buck's existing shirts. Eddie is positive one of them will be good enough. Before he can ask anymore questions Buck has left the room and Eddie is standing in the middle of the kitchen holding a half eaten sandwich and wondering what the fuck just happened.

If hours later Eddie is still stewing and he happens to see the piece of paper on Buck's dresser with the restaurant name on it, and if he happens to feel Chris' forehead and declare it feels hot at exactly 7:45 then that's his business.

And if twenty minutes later Eddie is striding into the restaurant making a bee line for Bucks table, that's also his business.

He puts his hand on Buck's shoulder, "Hey, sorry to interrupt, but Chris is really sick. He's asking for you."

Buck turns immediately, worry etched in the lines of his face, Eddie feels bad for approximately two seconds before he hears, "Who is Chris?"

And before Eddie can think about it, he blurts out, "Our son."

When he looks down at Buck, forty different expressions launch across his face at once, and when he sees the muscle in Buck's jaw start to tick, Eddie knows he's screwed.

Buck turns back to his date, "Excuse us for just a second."

Buck's fingers grip his elbow tightly as he leads Eddie toward the front of the restaurant. He pulls Eddie into a little alcove before asking, "What the fuck are you doing? I told you I didn't need rescuing from this date."

And really, Eddie has two options here, he can apologize for getting it wrong, and pretend like he's not an insane person, or he can, "Maybe I needed rescuing from your date." Option two it is then.

Buck stares at him, "What does that even mean?"

"It means I...I don't want you going on dates. Especially with Marines with uniforms and swords and balls."

The frown line between Bucks' brows deepens, "What are you talking about?"

Eddie knows it's now or never. With a quick look around, he pulls Buck into him and presses his lips against Buck's. He waits a split second and then runs his tongue along the seam of Buck's mouth. Buck gasps and Eddie takes the opportunity to lick inside.

It only takes Buck a few seconds to respond, and then Eddie is wondering if he maybe should have thought this out a little better. They're technically in a crowded restaurant, not all that well hidden, and Buck is currently trying to turn him inside out with just his tongue. He's not complaining exactly, but the places he wants to put his hands will get them both arrested.

When the kiss breaks, they're both panting, and Buck's eyes are dark and hungry, lit from the inside with a fire that makes Eddie's voice shake, "Come home with me. Now."

Buck nods as he runs his tongue slowly over his bottom lip and Eddie has to bite down on the needy moan that tries to crawl out of his throat.

"Yeah, we should...we should do that." Buck clears his throat, runs his hand through his hair and then straightens his brand new shirt before saying, "Stay right here."

Leaning against the wall, Eddie watches Buck go back to the table and break the news to Gabe. Gabe does not look surprised, in fact he's smiling a little too much. And that's when Eddie realizes he got played by his own aunt. But he's not mad about it.

[drowningbpdbodies]

“You’re so quiet, what’s on your mind?” My body is a prison and my soul is its prisoner

[o-sunny-day]

oh….. the THINGS i would give for a @forgettable-au movie……..

gang- okay…

The vision of Papyrus and Gaster at Wingdings’ funeral…. was so vivid in my head. And now its going to be there forever. and i have 0 complaints.

Dunno if any of you have played Omori, but SPOILERS!

the context to this is kinda like the Blackspace segment. Papyrus is in his head sorting out the shit he needs to sort out through metaphors n such. But Gaster is also there because he can do that because theyre the same person (IT MAKES SENSE)

I imagine that whole thing happens right after Papyrus regains all his wingdings memories like he gets knocked out or something- IM MAKING A LOT OF ASSUMPTIONS HERE LIKE HE MIGHT NOT EVEN REMEMBER, EVER!!! I REALLY HOPE HE DOES!!! BUT!!!

Just let me have my silly fanfics…

After a lot of fighting and agony over the question of WHO IS PAPYRUS? ESPECIALLY AFTER HE’S LEARNED TOO MUCH?

it ends with a somber scene of putting Wingdings to rest, letting his 2 halves live their own lives.

Papyrus asks “Why did you do this?” as in… Why did you bring me here? and why did you do what you did? throwing yourself into the void?

Gaster has the same answer for both of those questions

Thats my theory, I think a lot of Gaster/Wingdings’ ambition, in game and in comic, is just curiosity

TIME FOR SOME FUN LITTLE EASTER EGGS!!!

In the first frame, theres a raindrop in front of Papyrus’ eye socket, meant to allude to Wingdings’ eye lights.

Also the field is filled with Echo and Golden flowers. Echo represents Wingdings, and Golden represents Papyrus. Gaster is just Gaster, don’t worry about him

I also had fun making the save point star look sorta like a cross from the distance…cause yknow…heaven….TEEHEE

I got emotional putting “dearest brother” on the grave cause I couldnt put any more stuff like “closest friend” or “dear son”….Sans was kinda all he had…

and lastly heres some bonus behind the scenes stuff because I have enough room for it

some sketches, and a speedpaint with the best instrumental song ever made from the best liveaction movie ever made that has absolutely nothing to do with the forgettable au (Little Miss Sunshine - “THE WINNER IS”)

Highly recommend, 100/10, makes me UGLY SOB, think the undertale gang would like it (especially Papyrus and Undyne)

[stagefoureddiediaz]

Thinking many thoughts about the fact that Ravi is a manifestation of bucks abandonment issues - in that he is essentially the ghost of Daniel - who always appears in the firehouse at moments when bucks abandonment issues are at their most pronounced.

Ravi first appears the episode after Buck finds out about Daniel in season 4 and has popped up at every critical point since - the sniper arc in 4 - at the moment when Buck is facing the possibility of losing Eddie.

He is there pretty much all the way through season 5 when Buck was facing Maddie being gone and then when Maddie returns, with Eddie leaving the 118 and breaking down.

In season 5 (defend in place) we also found out about him surviving childhood cancer and the parallels to Daniel become very obvious.

Then in season 6 he pops back up in the aftermath of bucks coma - when he’s wrestling with his own mortality and with the ghost of Daniel from his coma.

Then in season 7 he pops up during bucks bi arc - when buck is fearing Eddie’s abandonment (and his jealousy) because he’s hanging out with Tommy. Then he appears at the end of the season when Bobby is in hospital having had a heart attack. A representation of bucks fears around losing Bobby.

And now he’s turning up in season 8 when Eddie is going to be gone and buck is really having to face all of his abandonment issues - with Maddie being kidnapped, Eddie and Chris being gone and the end of his first queer relationship.

So Ravi seems to represent Bucks fears and issues rising to the surface - being consciously present and there for Buck to actually address. With Ravi disappearing again when Buck manages to rebury or repress them.

[chronicowboy]

actually more on my buck loves gushing with ravi rather than just to ravi agenda. he's like so relieved not only to have someone who understands but someone who won't accuse him of being in love with eddie if he speaks about him a little too long. ravi never even accused him of that in the first place before he got the whole eddie thing which means it's so totally normal to be so !!!! about eddie and that was never a question to ravi so buck is just enjoying his carefree isn't eddie great time. meanwhile ravi is like i'm not in love with eddie but i'm not not in love with him and the only reason probably is that i don't have a chance when buck's here. and he thinks buck is just really enjoying having someone to vent to about being in love with eddie which is so completely the opposite of what buck thinks is going on. and one day ravi is like desperate for a new story he hasn't heard about eddie before and it doesn't even have to be heroic it could be like that he went out to get orange juice for breakfast because buck really wanted it so he goes buck hey buck when did you realise you were in love with eddie like is there a story behind it. and he's soooo excited to share this with buck who is like actually a really good friend now he thinks and oh. buck just threw up everywhere. huh. weird.

[buckwheeler]

I rlly see buck having a very like ‘No Laurie you’re being mean’ type of moment with an Eddie who’s trying to tell him he loves him. because buck deffo is convinced there is no universe in which Eddie could ever want him Like That -he just thinks that’s categorically impossible and he thinks Eddie knows this and that he knows, because he must, how buck feels, or how he would feel if it was possible but he doesn’t because he can’t. and this whole tower of suffering and bucks whole project of denying and bearing the weight of his feelings and the things he can’t feel- is built on that presupposition- the presupposition that Eddie does not could not can not want him. And so the thought of Eddie saying something that doesn’t align with that and in fact refutes it would feel surreal, impossible and cruel. So I can so see buck’s face going hard and just saying that’s not funny. And Eddie kind of offended by the idea that he could make such a joke saying I’m not joking. And buck saying you’re being mean, then. And Eddie so confused saying I’m not being mean and buck saying you are Eddie. you’re being mean

[pinkponydiaz]

eddie diaz number one gossip, starts a rumor buck has a new boyfriend but says he doesn’t know who, just that it’s new, chimney spirals because he needs to know, bobby is happy but concerned because he doesn’t want to deal with eddie being a weirdo about bucks new partner again, hen and karen are prepping another shovel talk that will get cut from the show again, and then a few weeks later hen opens the ambulance doors because bobby told her buck was doing inventory and he better not be fucking up her ambulance and buck is sitting on the gurney, eddie fucking diaz in his lap and they both look up when she gasps, buck is blushing, eddie is smirking because that motherfucker started a rumor about himself!! because hes choosing joy and joy is causing drama at work and making out with his boyfriend thank you

[mamawasatesttube]

im sick (again :/) so we're on silly time lockdown. please enjoy tim experiencing the consequences of pissing off a drunk wizard (get psychic blasted idiot)

“Kon, I could really use you here, if you’re”—Cassie grunts with some kind of effort—”not busy.”

The wind whistles past Kon’s ears as he picks up speed, leaving the golden fields of wheat behind. Cassie’s voice reaches him the slightest instant faster as he gets closer to Titans’ Tower:

“It’s nothing, like, life-threatening, but I promised my mom I’d—Tim, stop wiggling!—I promised my mom I’d help her out with this big thing at the museum tonight, and—”

Kon barely alights on the rooftop and zooms down into the common room, not bothering to actually let his feet touch the ground until he’s there. And then he blinks.

“What’s… er, what’s up?”

“Oh, thank the gods.” Cassie, holding a squirming bundle of black fabric, breathes a sigh of relief. She shoves the blob at Kon, who belatedly realizes that it’s Tim, wrapped up in his own cape like a delinquent cat in a towel at the vet. “This is your problem now.”

“Kon!” Tim sounds overjoyed, albeit muffled by cloth. “You’re here!”

“Uh… yes. Hi?” Kon turns the cape bundle in his arms to locate Tim’s face, flushed from struggling hopelessly against Cassie. The moment Tim’s eyes fall on Kon’s face, he lights up with a brilliant smile.

“Hi,” Tim says, and wiggles in Kon’s arms. “Hi, Kon!”

Okay, something is definitely wrong with him. “That’s me,” Kon agrees, and looks back over at Cassie. “Why is he in the punishment burrito?”

Cassie gives Tim a long-suffering look and rakes her hand through her hair. “Because,” she says, “after the third time he forgot his grapple line is broken and tried to climb out the window anyway, I got sick of his shit.”

“Kon,” Tim says, wriggling some more. He hasn’t stopped beaming. “Hi. You’re Kon.”

“I sure am,” Kon agrees, raising an eyebrow. Since he has the showstopping, awesomely handy-dandy power of TTK, he lets Tim get his arms free of his cape, just to see what he’ll do; to his surprise, all Tim does is grab two handfuls of the back of Kon’s jacket, then buries his face in his shoulder and hums in contentment.

“Kon,” Tim says again, rubbing his cheek against his shoulder. “You’re nice.”

“I do my best to be, yeah.” Kon pats Tim’s head, bewildered and a little amused. “Cass, what happened to him?”

Cassie buries her face in her hands. “We may have kiiiind of pissed off a wizard? And then there was, um… well, it turns out he specialized in psychic blasts, and he may have announced that by zapping the shit out of Tim?”

Zapping—

Alarmed, Kon looks down at Tim, sweeping him over with X-ray vision. No broken bones or any immediate damage sticks out; he doesn’t even have a bump on his head to show. But he’s sure acting weird! He’s still nuzzling Kon’s shoulder like a cat, not even trying to get out of his grasp. 

What does that even mean? Kon doesn’t know anything about how to help with psychic injuries! What if the damage is permanent? What’s gonna—

“Okay, okay, chill, whoa!” Cassie holds up her hands quickly. “That’s your doom and gloom freakout face, whoa, I promise it’s not all that bad! I already got him checked out, Raven said he’s gonna be fine, it’s just—he’s just gonna be a little loopy for a bit until it wears off, that’s all.”

Loopy, huh? That sure is an apt descriptor. Kon shifts Tim in his arms, absently rubbing his back; Tim hums in contentment, boneless against his chest. Honestly, Kon’s amazed that Cassie needed to punishment burrito him.

“Okay, so…” Kon glances down at Tim again, then back to Cassie. “I just gotta watch him for a bit, make sure he doesn’t try to climb out any windows?”

“Yeah! Pretty much.” Cassie shifts her weight, rakes her hand through her hair, and glances at the clock on the wall. “I’m super sorry to dump this—Tim—on you and run, but I promised my mom I’d help out with the museum charity gala thing tonight and I gotta be there to help the setup crews in, like, twenty minutes, and…”

Kon waves her off. “Hey, it’s no big! S’not like Tim and I don’t like to hang out. Right, buddy?”

Tim lifts his head, looks at Cassie, and puffs up his chest importantly. He jerks a thumb at himself and announces, “I’m Kon’s buddy.”

Cassie stares at him, unimpressed, and raises her eyes to the high heavens. “Yeah, Tim, you sure are.”

[greenbergsays]

"Are his concerns your concerns?"

you mean like when Buck knew Eddie for all of 5 minutes and spent the entire aftermath of the earthquake reassuring him that Chris was safe and sound? or like when, five minutes after that, he learned that Eddie was having trouble navigating child-care options for special needs children and immediately introduced him to Carla?

you mean like that, Josh???

[crossdressingdeath]

The thing about Lucanis meeting romanced Zevran is I think he'd actually be kind of delighted. The man's a romantic at heart, you can't tell me he wouldn't be all over a Crow falling in love with the heroic Blight-ending Warden he was ordered to kill and running away with them. Especially since we can safely guess that Zevran is only targeting House Arainai (Lucanis specifically mentions they've gone through a bunch of Eighth Talons since the Fifth Blight and we know at least one of them was killed by another Talon (and I suspect it was more than one, ten bucks says whoever was Eighth Talon when Zevran was sent after the Warden got killed by the other Talons because why would you accept that contract it's a Warden fighting the Blight are you stupid, but that's never confirmed), Viago dismisses the whole mess as House Arainai's problem in Eight Little Talons, and there's never a mention of any other house losing an unusual number of Talons/Crows in general) and Lucanis kind of seems to see House Arainai as a general embarrassment to the Crows so I seriously doubt he gives a shit about Zevran killing them. Give me Lucanis getting just a little bit starry-eyed about the powerful romance that is Zevwarden, come on.

[diemonts]

i just saw the most arse opinion ever about the pjo fandom 😭 okay so basically they said calling characters who aren’t canonically gay is rude? they also said AND I QUOTE ‘next time you ship valgrace think to yourself ‘would i be okay with being called gay?’” vroh you cannot be serious right now. i personally do not like valgrace, it isn’t for me, but it is NOOOOT that deep. i respect valgrace shippers because yea the ship is cute but wow. how do you even. i can’t believe this is real how do you even begin to form an opinion like that do you hate it THAT much

[rookanisstuff]

Solas watched rook flail around in water for months and didn’t think to put a moat in the regret prison????