#chenfordlove

[dylanconrique]

THE ROOKIE AESTHETICS - JAKE & SAVA

“ you hear that, baby? we’re in the big leagues now — using terms like ‘operational security’. ”

[annesurelyblythe]

#19!!

Man’s World by MARINA

[userzade]

HARTSELLA -> ERICARIELS

tagging my mutuals:

@usergirlfailure @mythoschei @strideofpride @sprnklersplashes @daniel-bruehl @afalsegcd @piinfeathers @eiisadeaths @dancingwithsilhouettes @a-faekindagirl @phildunsters @chenfordlove

[islndgurl777]

40 + fjorester ^_^

After last night, I could not keep it to 100 words if you paid me. Have another double drabble for this soft, soft, wonderful pairing.

EDIT: Prompts here, if anyone wants to send more

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“Will you marry me?”

Fjord looks over at her, brows raised.

Jester rolls her eyes. “Not, like, right now,” she explains; clearly it would be inappropriate to upstage Beau and Yasha at their own ceremony by also getting married today.

A grin dances on his lips as he says, “Are you officially proposing, then?”

She scowls. “No! I’m just wondering if it’s something you’ve thought about.” She pauses, eyes narrowed in thought, then focuses in on him again. “Like, if you’ve ever considered that someday, maybe, you and I could, you know, get married, too.”

He’s quiet, his intense gaze focused on her. He doesn’t reply.

“Have you ever thought of that?” she asks, tone a little uncertain.

He remembers the night several weeks ago, when he’d pulled Marion aside to have a quiet conversation, the shine in her eyes when she’d given him a strong hug.

He remembers the others’ reactions when he’d had similar conversations with each of them: Caduceus’s wise words, Beau’s fond arm punch, Yasha’s quiet congratulations, Veth’s happy screech, Caleb’s joyous smile.

He thinks of the sapphire ring that’s been in his pocket for months.

“Yes, Jester,” he says softly. “I have thought of that.”

[charming-charlie]

Washed Away pt. 5

Title // Washed Away pt. 5

Pairing // Evan Buckley x Reader

Warnings // Mentions of death and a missing kid.

Summary // Who knew hanging out with Buck and Christopher for a day would lead to a life or death situation?

Word Count // 2.5k

Prompt // Hi! Can i request a fic where you were with Buck & Christopher when the tsunami hit? They could be dating or crushing on each other. If nothing comes to mind, then it’s completely fine to ignore this request! Have a nice day!’

Author’s Note // This is the final part of the Washed Away series. || Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4

Tagged List // @aprildecker-blog​​​ @coffeewithoutcaffeine​​​ @daddysfavoritesexkitten​​​ @chenfordlove​​​ @comeasyoudar​​​ @carnationworld​​​ @averyhotchner​ @evanbuckos​​

The sun had set. The day was over, but that doesn’t mean the situation is. You and Buck had been wading through the water for hours, heading to the last place someone said they saw Christopher.

Exhaustion was starting to settle in. You were sore all over too. It felt like you just finished running up and down a flight of stairs non-stop while carrying a bookbag full of weights. Your shoulders hurt, your legs felt like they were going to give out any time soon, and your body was so dehydrated from soaking up and drinking in a lot of saltwater that you pretty much felt delirious.

Finally, civilization was within reach.

A makeshift help spot was set up near the bakery where you and Buck were headed. Water bottles were being passed out and you reached out to grab one. How could something so common look so precious, like it was made of gold?

You twisted off the cap and downed half of it in three big gulps and handed the rest of it to Buck. He finished off the water, nearly gasping for breath by the end. He was exhausted too. You didn’t even know how long you two were walking and the little help was most appreciated.

The people around you looked worse for wear. You couldn’t imagine the struggles they went through to try and save themselves or what their story could be. You were sure it was similar. Everyone lost someone or something in the tsunami and you knew it was going to be hard to get over that.

Then again, did you really want to?

The whole event gave you a new outlook on life and appreciate what you have. You didn’t appreciate your job enough, but you were grateful now. You were a school nurse and you realized you love those kids that you looked after. You loved Christopher, having seen him and checked on him many times thanks to his worrisome father, and it would break your heart to never see that little boy again.

Now is not the time to think about those things. You didn’t know for sure. Let’s not focus on the what ifs.

For a moment, Buck swore he saw Christopher. He saw a little boy clinging to the leg of some woman, and he let out a relieved sigh, only for his eyes to play tricks on him. It wasn’t Christopher at all.

“Mister, are you okay? You’re bleeding,” a nearby passerby said, and Buck glanced down at his hand.

Sure enough, he was.

There was a cut of some kind, and the two of you didn’t even realize it. You frowned, mentally kicking yourself and cursing yourself out for not realizing Buck’s injury. The ex-firefighter sat down, looking worse for wear and you grabbed his hand carefully while examining it.

You ripped off a strip of your shirt to use as a bandage and Buck’s eyes sort of glazed over. Due to his adrenaline, he probably wasn’t feeling any pain.

“What am I gonna do?” Buck whispered as you tended to him, “how am I gonna tell Eddie?”

You said nothing, because you knew whatever you did say wouldn’t exactly be helpful. However, you were there. Side by side, you were there with Buck and Christopher today and everything Buck did was for that little boy. You never seen someone care so much the way Buck does. He has such a good heart and for once, you were hoping against hope that things would work out in his favor. He didn’t deserve this.

After a bit of a break, including some water to get both of your heads on straight, you two were back to the grind. This time, you didn’t have to walk for long.

There was an old mall or hospital, you couldn’t be sure, that somehow turned into a makeshift triage center not too far from where you and Buck were. The two of you practically dashed over to the building and its tents, being careful since there wasn’t a lot of strength left between you.

Buck was looking in the beds, glancing around for anyone that even remotely passed Christopher. You hijacked a few clipboards, searching for Christopher’s name anywhere you can but you both came up empty.

“Eddie dropped Christopher off with me,” Buck began talking to you and you could hear the defeat in his voice. It sounded like he was fighting the feeling of giving up, but he was on the cusp. “He thought it would get me out of my apartment and… out of my head. And you know what I did? I brought him to the pier. I had him, I kept him safe. And then the three of us were on top of the ladder truck and the water receded, and for a moment I felt like I got this. I had you, I had Christopher, and we would be fine. And now Christopher is gone. We checked everywhere. And now I realize I failed. I’m a failure no matter how you look at it.”

You could hear your heart cracking as you listened to him, and you knew nothing you said would change his mind. He was beating himself up over this situation. He did everything he could, and he was still handed the short end of the stick.

Finding Christopher at the makeshift hospital was the last bit of hope he had and now it was gone. You could see the defeat that wavered in his voice and how it hid behind his eyes.

And if that didn’t help the situation, there was Eddie Diaz, tending to a few patients himself. He wore blue latex gloves, had the navy fire uniform on, and was directing a few people into the hospital. Buck nearly choked back a sob as the realization of what to do next was hitting him faster than a wall of bricks.

He had to tell Eddie, and you were going to be right by his side when he did.

However, Buck dashed behind a white tent, pulling you along with him. Turns out he wanted to hide instead of face Christopher’s father.

“Buck,” you said slowly. Your voice was hoarse from lack of water and from shouting Christopher’s name all afternoon with Buck. You felt like your vocal cords were ripped to shreds at this point, but you soldiered on. Now was not the time to accept defeat. “You have to tell him.”

“How?” Buck answered as he looked at you. His hand slowly slipped into your own, and you squeezed his fingers tightly. “How do you tell your best friend that you lost his son?”

“He’s his father. You have to tell him that Christopher is missing,” you said, knowing this was the only chance he had right now.

Buck shook his head, not wanting to hear it. “No, I need to keep looking for him. I need to find him.”

One of your hands instinctively went up to the side of Buck’s face, caressing him lightly. You still couldn’t believe the man in front of you wasn’t giving up just yet, even though maybe he should. You hated the train of thought you were currently on, but Buck was exhausted, and he lost some blood. Plus, it didn’t help that he was severely dehydrated, much like yourself. The two of you were in no condition to continue searching. You probably wouldn’t make it if you tried. You both needed to rest up and regain your strength.

“Buck,” you heard the voice before you saw who it belonged to and your head whipped around to see Eddie. The man was heading outside to continue helping and he looked a bit surprised to see his best friend standing there. Then his eyes fell on you, and the look of surprise seemed to double. “Nurse Y/N, what are you both doing here? Are you okay? Wait, where’s Christopher?”

There was no time to prepare a giant speech. Eddie Diaz was right there in front of you both, and it was now or never. You let go of Buck as you turned to face the father of one of your favorite patients, ready for what was about to happen. This was a conversation you were dreading, and you couldn’t imagine the internal conflicts Buck must be going through as he mustered up the courage to say what happened.

“Eddie…” Buck interjected in between Eddie’s many questions, and the army vet stopped talking.

For a moment, the two best friends stared at each other, like Buck was hoping Eddie would get the hint without saying anything, but you knew that would be the cowardly way out. If there was one thing you learned today, it was that Buck was not a coward. Not now, not ever.

“Me and Christopher… we were at the beach, and I swear to you…” Buck was choking on his words and you squeezed his hand again for support.

Eddie was nodding, trying to understand, but the look on his face was heartbreaking. It was like if he didn’t hear it, it wouldn’t be true.

“I tried… and I just… but I… Eddie, I just don’t know how to say it. Um, he… he um…” Buck couldn’t get through it. He was stumbling over the words and Eddie’s eyes were brimming with the threat of tears as Buck tried to get the words out.

What made it even worse was that Eddie couldn’t even look at Buck. The army vet was looking behind his best friend, like he needed to avoid eye contact with what Buck was saying.

“Christopher?” Eddie questioned softly, like he needed clearance on what Buck was saying, but your gaze followed Eddie’s. A woman had stepped off a truck, carrying a small child. Your heart almost stopped, and you pulled on Buck’s arm to get him to stop talking.

Eddie slowly walked past you and Buck, and he approached the woman. Slowly, Buck turned around to follow Eddie feeling like this was Eddie’s way of coping with denial.

“Christopher?” Eddie called again, and like music to your ears, you heard the little boy shout for his dad.

The woman was carrying Christopher the entire time, bringing him to safety. Tears exploding out of your eyes once you realized what was going on and you stole a glance at Buck. Buck looked elated, like he was about to cry from relief as well. Christopher was alive and in Eddie’s arms, and there was no greater feeling than that.

“Buck, what happened to you?”

Suddenly, the fire crew of Station 118 popped into view. You didn’t know them personally, but you could venture a guess who from all the stories Christopher was told you during his visits to your little office at the school.

Captain Bobby Nash stood in front of the two of you, and he looked deeply concerned. He looked back and forth from you to Buck before asking, “Are you two okay?”

However, your exhaustion was caving in, along with Buck’s. The two of you practically collapsed to the floor and the fire family scrambled to hold onto both of you. That was the last thing you remembered, passing out next to Buck in the arms of his old crew.

It took a while, but the city was in clean up mode. You and Buck had a nice, extended stay at the hospital, hooked up to fluids and oxygen before given a clean bill of health. You were discharged first, since Buck had some lacerations that needed stitching up but the two of you texted nonstop while he regained his strength.

You went back to your job as the nurse at the elementary school, although you also became sort of a guidance counselor to the kids. Turns out, when you were checking for lice or fevers, they needed someone to talk to and you could just relate to them in a way. You were a familiar face in all the chaos, someone they needed to hold onto in order to make sense of things.

Christopher’s appointments never stopped either. In fact, they seemed to be increasing, only because Christopher wanted to talk to you and hang out with you.

“Honestly Eddie, he’s doing fine,” you spoke to Eddie on the phone about his son. You were sitting at your desk, making your daily calls to parents and Eddie Diaz was no stranger to the phone calls. “He’s in good spirits. Nothing is wrong with him, he’s pretty perfect.”

“You know, I never got to thank you,” Eddie’s voice crackled in your ear, “for what you did. Christopher told me how you and Buck saved him, and you have no idea how much I appreciate that.”

The two of you hung up, although there was promises of talking tomorrow. Talking to Eddie was a recurring thing in your life at this point, and you could use the stability.

“Knock knock,” a head peeked into your office, “these came for you.”

The secretary opened your door and placed a bouquet of colorful roses on you desk. There was a white card attached, looking strikingly clean in the middle of the rainbow of flowers.

You pulled off the card and it only said two words.

Come Outside.

Curiously, you stood up and grabbed your stethoscope, draping it around your neck. You never went anywhere without it now, and you weren’t sure what kind of situation you were getting yourself into. You rounded a corner and pushed open the heavy steel door that led to the front of the school. There, standing in all his glory, was Evan Buckley with the most beautiful smile you had ever seen.

“Thank you very much for the flowers,” you said as you smiled at him in return. “Why didn’t you tell me you were out of the hospital. I would’ve sent you some breakfast or something.”

“That’s part of the surprise. So, surprise!” Buck said happily as he approached you.

You just smiled at him, letting his arms snake around your waist as he hugged you tightly. Your arms draped around his neck and it felt so good. It felt familiar.

As you pulled away, you were greeted with something else. Buck, with no hesitation whatsoever, leaned in and captured your lips in a sudden and welcomed kiss. It was all you wanted, all you were waiting for, and you let yourself melt into his arms as he kissed you with such force and determination, you knew you would be a puddle of goo by the end of it.

“Let me take you out on a date,” Buck whispered against your lips, his lips brushing over yours with each and every word, “a real one this time. Just me and you.”

Your heart felt like it would leap out of your chest and you couldn’t manage to bring any words out. Instead, you nodded as you leaned in to kiss him again.

This was all you wanted. You’ve never been happier. You finally had the moment you wanted with Buck and now, a date on the horizon. With your luck, it would be the first of many, you were sure of it. There was no way you were going to let this man go, ever.

[timandlucyupstead]

Rules: you can usually tell a lot about a person by the music they listen to! put your music library on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people

Tagged by @karihighman

Interlude:Moving on - Paramore

Saturday Sun - Vance Joy

Innocent eyes - Delta Goodroom

No tears left to cry - Ariana Grande

Brandy - Looking Glass

You win again - BeeGees

Despacito - luis fonsi

Skeleton Song - Kate Nash

Wild things - Alessis Cara

Seasons - Hollow Wood

wow what a mix of songs 😂 thanks for the tag @karihighman

Can’t wait to see yours;

@lucyandtimbradford @lucybradford @halsteadsass @hello-shell @haileyupstead @hailey-halstead @bradfordsboot @chenfordlove @yellowfeather84 @upsteadgifs

Sorry if you’ve already done it x

[karihighman]

thanks for the tag @littlebeaker :) 

Tag game

Tag nine people you want to get to know better and answer the questions

Three ships: in no particular order just because i’m obsessed w/them recently CHENFORD | UPSTEAD | RYRISSA (RYAN & MARISSA FROM THE OC)

Last song: technically speaking it was “The Pioneers” by Tunng from an episode of The OC, but from my actual iTunes store it was “I’d Lie” by Taylor Swift 

Currently watching: rewatching the rookie in preparation for s4; but on my own time also watching pretty little liars and....you guessed it, the oc

Currently reading: oh dear god. y’know i used to read way more than i do now. i started “matched” by ally condie over vacation and i like it alot! 

Currently craving: anything chocolate right now LOL idk why just am 

tagging: @ruzek-halstead @ruzeks-girlfriend @halstudandruz @lissethsrojas @rookieblueaf @wonderlandgabby @chenfordlove & anyone else who wants to do it (y’all don’t have to certainly, just if you wanna chime in, feel free) 

[alastors-morningstar]

Spell out your URL with song titles. Thank you so much @scotchandwhitelies for tagging me!

B- Born for Greatness by Papa Roach

U- Unbroken by Demi Lovato

C- Cats im the Cradle by Harry Chapin

K- Kiss You by One Direction

Y- Young Volcanoes by Fall Out Boy

B- Breakfast in the Park by Scotty Sire

U- Uncontainable by Set it Off

C- Colors by LOONA

K-Keep Me Breathing by Ashes Remain

L- Louder than Ever by Daughtry

E- Een Onbekend Oord (Dutch Version of Into the Unknown) by Willemijn Verkiak

Y- (You Drive Me) Crazy by Britney Spears

I tag: @evaneddie @winterironspiderling @marjansmateo @tisfan @reniisbooks @captain-kiri-storm @chenfordlove @cevichae @alecvolturi @wakandawinterprincess @imyourbuddie @ksiouxw

[userzade]

tagged by @golden28s (thanks iris)

7 comfort movies, 7 tags

1. The princess bride

2. 13 going on 30

3. disney's hercules

4. forrest gump

5. 10 things i hate about you

6. The princess diaries

7. crazy stupid love

tagging: @a-faekindagirl @killianjonesz @hart-kinsella @piinfeathers @daisymcrgaretjones @chenfordlove @dancingwithsilhouettes

[userzade]

tagged by @killianjonesz and @piinfeathers

❤️ last song - sunflower by swae lee and post malone.

🧡 pizza topping - parmesan cheese

💛 dream vacation - greece, ireland, and italy

💚 earth, air, fire or water - water

💙 cartoon you grew up on - powerpuff girls, teen titans, avatar the last airbender, adventure time, totally spies, winx club, kim possible, digimon, pokemon, scooby doo, brandy and mr whiskers, proud family, recess, my life as a teenage robot, 6teen, total drama island, as told by ginger, code name kids nextdoor, grimm adventures with billy and mandy, ed edd and eddy, camp lazlo, code lyoko, courage the cowardly dog, pucca, jackie chan adventures, krypto the super dog,samurai jack,johnny bravo, pup named scooby doo, wacky racers, static shock, lilo and stitch, the little mermaid, the emperors new school, the replacements, madeline, the weekenders, the buzz on maggie, 90s spider-man, phineas and ferb, etc.

💜 favourite scent - teakwood, roses, sweet pea, garlic bread, cucumber, rain, apple cinnamon , coffee shops, mint, the smell of magazines, and lots more.

🩷 tagging @strideofpride @ithillyienseowyn @chenfordlove @a-faekindagirl @daisymcrgaretjones and whoever else wants to do it

[userzade]

tag game tuesday ✨

stolen from @golden28s

name: ber

age: 24

favorite color: yellow/blue

beverage of choice: water or iced tea

do you push notifications turned on for tumblr? no

opinion on fireworks: pretty but annoying after awhile.

favorite childhood toy? barbies, polly pocket, bratz, my ds/gameboy and etc.

the store you shop at the most: depends..starbies, target, and tj maxx.

do you swear a lot? absolutely.

favorite trope: enemies to lovers, rivals to lovers, frenemies with benefits, friends to lovers if done right, second chance romance, and second love.

an album with no skips: the fray: how to save a life.

if you could play any instrument, what would you choose? guitar.

your biggest pet peeve: people who make a lot of noise.

favorite time of the day: midday hits different.

and finally, did you drink water today? yes, i drink water everyday tbh.

tagging: @usergirlfailure @dancingwithsilhouettes @daniel-bruehl @afalsegcd @chenfordlove @a-faekindagirl @ofthedirewolves and anyone else who wants to do it

[dylanconrique]

i was tagged by @chenfordlove thank you, lovebug! :) <3

post your lockscreen, last played song, and last saved pic.

i'm tagging: @rojaswarren @lj-loveletters @dacutiehart @sylvies-chen @sisterofficerlucychen and anyone else who would like to participate!

[userzade]

tagged by @piinfeathers

posting my lock screen, last played song & last saved pic

tagging @usergirlfailure @djandthesix @phildunsters @a-faekindagirl @andremichaux @kazsinej @mythoschei @chenfordlove @hongchayoungs @dancingwithsilhouettes

[islndgurl777]

You might get a ton of prompts from me lol. Fjorester + #50

bless you, you’ve stopped me just continuing to prompt myself like an asshole. feel free to continue

/

“We’d make such a cute couple.”

Fjord presses his lips together as he looks over at Jester, lounging on the other end of the couch. “Yeah? You think?”

She nods emphatically and sits up, twirling a lock of hair around her finger. “Yeah! You know, with our height difference, and your cute little teeth and my super cool twirly horns, and our pretty sea colored skin. It should be illegal for us not to be together and make super cute babies!”

She is so adorably drunk.

“Jester,” he says, unable to suppress his laughter any longer.

“Yes?”

“We’re already married.”

[islndgurl777]

59 + fjorester (I will seriously enable you forever)

THANKS FOR THAT PROMPT. i saw it and was immediately transported into a jane austen novel.

/

“You own my heart.”

Fjord’s eyes widen. “Jester-”

She holds up a hand, wincing. “Wow, that was like, super cheesy, wasn’t it?”

Fjord swallows. “Jester-”

She makes a high sound in her throat and shakes her head. “No, don’t say anything! It sounded fine in my head, and then I said it, and I heard it out loud, and wow, that was just the cheesiest thing I could have said, and like, a super embarrassing thing to-”

“Jester!” he says, placing a hand over her mouth, smiling softly at her. “It’s not cheesy at all. You own my heart, too.”

[islndgurl777]

48 + fjorester (I can't stop asking for them)

You are an enabler and I love it. Keep on sending prompts if you want!

/

“I’ve liked you for a while now.” Fjord fidgets, swallowing the lump in his throat. “Actually, I more than like you.” He pauses, takes a deep breath. “Jester, I’m in love with you.” He nods. “Yeah, that’s it.”

“Hey, Fjord!” Jester’s head pops in from the hall. He jumps, looking away from the mirror and flushing. Her eyes sweep the room and she tilts her head. “Were you just talking to someone?”

Heart racing, Fjord shakes his head, unable to untie his tongue.

She shrugs. “Okay! See you downstairs!”

He exhales shakily and watches her go. “...I am so fucked.”