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[thekristen999]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

I was tagged by @hippolotamus, @spotsandsocks, @exhuastedpigeon and @diazsdimples. Thank you!

How many works do you have on ao3? 110

What's your total ao3 word count? 1,384,560 and a another 700k on other platforms

What fandoms do you write for? Currently 9-1-1

Previously: ER, CSI, SGA, H50, Daredevil

Top five fics by kudos:

Beneath the Trident (Hawaii Five-0 (2010)) 

Reluctant Allies (Or the Time Frank Had to Bring Home the Devil) (Daredevil (TV), The Punisher (TV 2017)) 

Shadowboxing (Daredevil (TV), Captain America (Movies),

Alone In The Dark With You (9-1-1 (TV)) 

Navigating Domesticity (Hawaii Five-0 (2010)) 

Do you respond to comments? Yes! I try to atleast. Even if it takes me a bit.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? All my stories tend to have happy or hopeful endings. I believe in catharsis.

The Hoku  was a McDanno future fic, post-apocalypse story. So, it had a hopeful ending despite the very bleak world it was set in.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Recently? my Buddie fic We’ve Got Fun & Games

Which was if the 118 did a local Amazing Race competition for charity. It was a hoot!

Do you get hate on fics? I’ve gotten people who try to argue with me or leave unpleasant comments in the bookmark section.

Do you write smut? On occasion

Craziest crossover: The Killing Game Daredevil, The Punisher, Jessica Jones fusion with the Predator.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Yes, a few times.

Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes, a few.

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes. I had a co-author for a few CSI and SGA fics back in the day.

All time favourite ship? Buddie

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I tend to finish all my stories because I write one fic at a time. Occasionally, I’ll write a one-shot in between longer stories, but I typically don’t have a WIP file. Just ideas that wait until I'm ready.

What are your writing strengths? Descriptions, tone, action scenes, world building.

What are your writing weaknesses? I’m mildly dyslectic so word order and weird grammar. It also takes me forever to write.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language? Unless it’s alien in sci-fi, I don’t tend to use it.

First fandom you wrote in? X-files

Favourite fic you've written? I'll stick to recently. All these are Buddie.

We Found Each Other (Over There)  Epic WWII AU.

Hold the Pain, Release Me  Eddie tries art therapy.

Buddha's Arrow  Buck helps Eddie deal with chronic pain.

Trying Hard to Remember, Trying Hard To Forget  A nitty gritty look at healing and recovery after the shooting.

... tagging a few people who might want to play:

@renecdote @homerforsure @mellaithwen @andavs

@elvensorceress @the-likesofus @goddess47 @eddiebabygirldiaz

@ronordmann who could apply this to her cover art!

@steadfastsaturnsrings @wildlife4life @dangerpronebuddie

[thekristen999]

Fuck It Saturday

I'm not sure if it's friday anywhere anymore so we're fucking it on a Saturday!! I've been super lax on writing this week because I've got a beefy 3k word report on care for transgender/gender diverse parents during pregnancy due on Monday and I am not even halfway done dfkjds. BUT I did get a small trickle of Frostpunk AU beans so I thought I'd share! Snippet below the line bc it's kinda long

Tagged for Friday & Saturday by @smilingbuckley @thekristen999 @dangerpronebuddie @spotsandsocks @bidisasterevankinard

@cal-daisies-and-briars @daffi-990 @theotherbuckley and @kitteneddiediaz, I will be getting to your snippets tonight!!

Buck’s reading to Christopher when it happens.

Ever since Christopher woke up, Buck has been keeping a near-constant vigil at his bedside, keeping the boy entertained and comfortable where he can. He’d even snuck into the Children’s Shelter to borrow some toys for Christopher - a set of cards, a rainbow puzzle, a small, plastic dinosaur toy, and a fluffy rabbit that Christopher had kept tucked under his arm ever since.

So, it’s not entirely surprising that Buck is there when Edmundo wakes up.

The first indication is the bleeping on Edmundo’s heart monitor begins to increase in speed. Buck stops midsentence and turns in his chair. The first thing he notices is that Edmundo’s eyes are open, wide and fearful as he looks around the room.

In a flash, Buck is on his feet, book clattering to the floor, and he rushes over to Edmundo’s bedside.

“Hen!” he yells, praying his friend is close enough to hear. “Chimney! Someone, come quick!!”

Edmundo’s chest begins to heave as a heavy panic sets in and he raises his arms to claw at the breathing tube down his throat. Buck grabs his wrists and pins them to his size, and is surprised at the strength of the man. It takes no small amount of effort to keep him from ripping the tube out, or scrabbing at the IV lines in his arms.

“Hey, hey it’s okay, Hen and Chimney are coming, just breathe for me,” Buck says hurriedly as he watches Edmundo gag around the tube. He knows the man will be getting oxygen, but that won’t be stopping the feeling of suffocation, the feeling of obstruction in his throat.

Edmundo’s eyes bug out as he looks at Buck, gaze boring into him in a silent plea. Help me. Make it stop.

There’s a clattering of feet on linoleum as Hen, Chimney, and another medic Buck doesn’t know the name of all sprint into the cramped med bay.

“What’s going on, what happened?” Hen asks as she comes screeching to a halt, but it doesn’t take a genius to figure out what’s going on. Before Buck can even open his mouth, Chimney is grabbing the extubation equipment and barking orders at Hen and the medic, all three swarming Edmundo’s bedside.

Buck’s in the way, he knows it but he cannot make himself move. Instead, he takes both of Edmundo’s hands and laces their fingers together, squeezing lightly to give Edmundo something to focus on.

“Look at me, Edmundo,” he says as Hen peels off the tape keeping the tube in place. Edmundo’s eyes flick back towards Buck, his eyebrows scrunched together, and Buck’s stomach twists uncomfortably as he sees a tear slide down Edmundo’s cheek.

“That’s it, just keep your eyes on me.”

“Okay, extubating patient now. Hen, have suction at the ready. Jess, get the O2 mask,” Chimney orders, and there’s a fluffy of movement as everyone gets in position.

Buck looks away. He doesn’t want to watch the tube come out. He’s never been the best with medical things at the best of times and this.. well he’s not exactly sure why the thought of Edmundo in particular being in pain makes him so unhappy but it does. So he doesn’t watch, instead keeping his eyes trained firmly on his and Edmundo’s hands. It doesn’t escape his notice the way Edmundo’s knuckles go white as he clings to Buck for dear life.

There’s horrible wet noise followed by the sound of suction and a volley of wet coughs, before Buck hears a deep breath in. He chances a glance upwards and sees Edmundo, eyes open and sans tube for the first time he got to Sector 118. There’s an oxygen mask fitted over his face, fogging up with every breath Edmundo takes.

Instantly, relief flows through Buck like warm honey, filtering through his veins until he’s lighter and warmer than he’s been in days. Edmundo’s awake. Edmundo is breathing on his own. Edmundo’s alive.

Buck grins, unable to contain his joy. “Welcome back to the world of the living, Edmundo.”

“Eddie,” the guy croaks, and Buck blinks.

“Huh?”

“Name’s E-Eddie. Not Edmundo,” he rasps, before breaking out into a coughing fit. Buck rushes to help him upright, takes off the oxygen mask, and holds out a container as Edmundo – Eddie spits into it, his chest heaving from the force of his coughs. Buck rubs his back, murmuring reassuring words until Eddie takes a shaky breath and allows himself to rest back against his pillows.

No pressure tagging (for Friday or Saturday) @hippolotamus @watchyourbuck @neverevan @babybibuck @aroeddiediaz

@bibuckbuckgoose @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @nmcggg @jesuisici33 @wikiangela

@loveyouanyway @exhuastedpigeon @epicbuddieficrecs @hermscat @worriedbisexual

@slightlyobsessedwitheverything @actuallyitsellie @idealuk @dangerpronebuddie @simpingforhotfictionalcharacters

@houseofevanbuckley @loserdiaz @elvensorceress @underwaterninja13 @rainbow-nerdss

@steadfastsaturnsrings @thewolvesof1998 @jehdogg @ohlookitsthearkhamknight @revenge-of-the-assbutt (lmk if you want to be added/removed)

[thekristen999]

The Tortured Poets Department (Eddie’s Version) 🤍

The Manuscript

The Bolter

The Albatross

The Black Dog

The Tortured Poets Department: The Anthology

[thekristen999]

in 2015 I needed a job really bad for reasons not worth getting into. i was living in ohio for like 6 months & i just applied at every place within a 30 minute drive from me and i got a call from the local Game Stop mere minutes after submitting the online app, which was obviously a red flag but I wasn’t in the position to be picky.

so they tell me when to show up for orientation & I get there the day-of but the store is closed & locked. i text the manager & he says back “oh yeah. i manage two Game Stops and open them alternate days.”

apparently the Game Stop I originally applied to is open Mondays Wednesdays Fridays and the other one is open Sundays Tuesdays Thursdays Saturdays.

They’re 15 minutes apart. I don’t ask whether it would make sense to just have one store locally that is open daily, bc maybe the guy knows something I don’t.

So I get to the other Game Stop and walk in and it seems like there’s no one working there. There’s just a single woman in there wearing an ankle length leather trench coat. She didn’t greet me when I came in & she’s just browsing.

After ten minutes I ask her if she’s seen any employees and she’s like “oh I’m an employee.” She’s not wearing a name tag on the trench coat.

I tell her I’m here for training and she tells me the manager hasn’t come in yet. “he falls asleep playing xbox all the time but if he’s on live we can try pinging him to wake him up.”

I play Xbox and that absolutely doesn’t sound like a thing you can do in the way she’s describing it but once again maybe she knows something I don’t.

I ask if we have an Xbox that we can use to “ping” him and she says “yeah the one in the back we play on.”

She has an English accent by the way, a very specific & posh one which usually wouldn’t be relevant but we’ll get there.

So before she leads me to the Xbox-in-the-back she goes “oh damn. our internet has actually been down all morning, I forgot. We need to call the provider and have them come out and fix it. Can you do that?”

Can I call an unnamed internet provider and schedule them to come do service at a business where I don’t even technically work yet? Idk. She gives me their number and I call them and they put me on hold.

People are walking in and she’s not greeting them. She keeps browsing and people assume like I did that she’s another customer so they’re coming up to the counter where I’m on hold to ask me for help, and then I have to say I can’t help them and to ask the woman in the trenchcoat, and then she says “we can’t sell you anything. internet’s down.”

this goes on for 30 minutes and every time the store is empty she’s chatting at me and I’m on hold and then a man walks in the door and he says “sorry I fell asleep on live again haahaahaa” so this is the manager and the minute she starts speaking to him she no longer has an English accent which has me confused because it did not sound fake.

It was regionally specific and very natural.

the manager asks what I’m doing and I say I’m on hold with the internet provider and he gives me a thumbs up and walks to the back.

so I ask how long she’s lived in the U.S. and say I’m always interested in the way people can sometimes go in and out of accents and she says “oh I’m American. he asked me to stop doing the accent so I only do it when he’s not here.”

Suddenly I wonder what I’m doing here and I tell her I need to leave and I give no excuse but at this point I don’t feel like I need one? She said okay! See you later.

The manager didn’t contact me and that night I got offered some other retail job I jumped on.

Three months later the Game Stop manager texts me and asks if I can cover a shift in an hour and I say back “I don’t think I work there? I left an hour into my training. And we never spoke again.” And he texts back “hahahaha right on.”

And you may think wow, what a strange experience that all was but recently I have spoken to friends who did work at Game Stop and when I tell them this story they don’t even blink. Nothing I say surprises them. I was at the average Game Stop

[thekristen999]

The idea of losing someone you love… you can't imagine what it would be like. ⤷ 9-1-1 promos for 4x14

[thekristen999]

WIP Wednesday

Just a little one-shot of Eddie looking out for Buck, and a reminder that Eddie is scary AF when he needs to be, which I love.

After Buck revealed he was dating Tommy Kinard, Eddie waited.

Until he was safe in the cab of his truck to have a private flailing, outburst of shock, pride, and a slight rush of fear at his friend’s discovery and bravery.

He waited until Buck had announced to the team that Buck 4.0 was bisexual and affixed a small rainbow flag to the window of the ladder truck.

Until he saw Buck and Tommy together beyond the mayhem-soaked disaster that was Maddie and Chim’s wedding and the belated reception later when danced with Jee-Yun and then together beneath the vibrant arches of rustic flowers and twinkling lights of the Buckley-Han veranda.

He waited until he found Tommy’s clothes in Buck’s laundry, a dob kit in the bathroom, and his preferred pilsners in the fridge.

Until Buck started checking Tommy’s schedule before confirming plans.

And then he paid Tommy Kinard a visit.

Sunglasses on, Eddie leaned against the tailgate of his truck as Tommy jogged out of the harbor station, bogged down with his overnight bag and impeccably pressed jeans. “So what are you thinkin’ tonight? Wings or tacos?” Tommy asked by way of greeting. “I’m starving. Stella was on dinner duty so it was all quinoa salad and cauliflower streaks. A man cannot survive on twigs and berries alone."

Eddie paused before answering. “Your choice. But before we go, I just need to talk to you about something.”

Tommy tossed his bag in the back seat of the cab and gave him his full attention. "We can't talk about it on the road? Did you hear the monologue? The 24 hours of vegan torture?"

"About Buck," Eddie said, all business.

"Wait, is he okay?" Tommy groped for his phone, swiping in search of mixed messages.

Eddie placed a reassuring hand on his arm. Apparently, he had been listening to Chim's stories about Buck's magnificently bad luck. "He's fine. But that's what I wanted to talk to you about."

"Is this the whole 'you hurt my friend and I'll hurt you' talk, because I didn't peg you for a toxically masculine kinda dude."

Eddie crossed his arms. "I used to be that guy, maybe. I'm not anymore, partly because of Buck, but mostly because of a whole lot of a therapy."

"He's a grown man. Who runs into burning buildings. He can take care of himself," Tommy said, a bit defensive. "Not that he needs to."

Eddie pulled off his sunglasses and tucked them in the collar of his shirt. "Of course, he can, and he's done that far too much in his short life. I'm just going to remind you that Buck doesn't have a whole lot of self-preservation or there's not a cautious gene in his body. He doesn't just wear his heart on his sleeve. He leaps and loves without looking, and because of that, he's been hurt in ways he probably hasn't told you about yet. He's endured things I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy, and I'm saying this as a veteran to a veteran. I will do whatever's necessary to support and protect him. No matter what that means."

Tommy's face softened, and he nodded. "I wouldn't hope for anything less."

Eddie slid on his sunglasses. "But if we were having that conversation, old Eddie would say something like, 'if you betray him in any way I'll break your arm in two places at least.'" He imagined with a wolfish smile.

He let the tension flutter up between like, like a quick-forming stormcloud, before clapping Tommy on the shoulder and offering good-natured chuckle. "Good thing I'm not, though, right?"

Satisfied, Eddie unlocked his truck and moved to open the door. "So...tacos?"

Fin.

[thekristen999]

buddie + the sh*t buck says that sounds like it's from a romance novel

[thekristen999]

careful with that jawline, it can cut glass

[thekristen999]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @tizniz @dangerpronebuddie @diazsdimples @wikiangela Thank you lovelies 💖

How many works do you have on ao3?

48

What's your total ao3 word count?

281,226

What fandoms do you write for?

Schitt’s Creek, 9-1-1 (OG), original works, dabble in Fellow Travelers

Top five fics by kudos:

I'm weaker than a man should be (Buddie)

i could get used to having you around (Buddie)

honey, when you call my name (Buddie)

My Favorite Color is You (Buddie)

Thеre are some things you know (but things you can't understand) (Buddie)

Do you respond to comments?

All of them, even if it takes me a while (read: months)

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

with eyes wide open i tore you apart (9-1-1) or Warm Hellos and Our Last Goodnights (SC)

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Many of them, but I feel like the winner is Whatever may come (your heart I will choose)

Do you get hate on fics?

No? I’ve gotten the odd comment here and there but nothing hateful

Do you write smut?

I’ve been known to pen a smutty thing or two 😏

Craziest crossover:

I’ve never explicitly done a crossover but I love dropping easter eggs from different fandoms

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of

Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don’t think so but I'd be open to it

Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

Could you love the ocean with me? (Buddie) with my most beloved @shortsighted-owl And, currently, a WIP oneshot with @diazsdimples

All time favourite ship?

David & Patrick 🖤💙

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I’m very much a ‘never say die’ person on WIPs and refuse to give up on any of them.

What are your writing strengths?

Deep dives into Feels and descriptions, sprinkling in italics and dashes like confetti

What are your writing weaknesses?

Dialogue tags, commas, blending dialogue in with description

Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

I'm very nervous about using it, but don't mind reading it if translation is available. And I always appreciate an author specifying how they came up with the translation (native speaker, Google Translate, etc)

First fandom you wrote in?

Schitt’s Creek

Favourite fic you've written?

Well this is mean af.... of the published ones Whatever may come (Buddie) and I know all your secrets (SC) For the WIPs I'm ridiculously in love with you're where I wanna go, my historical Buddie au. I feel like it's gonna be an insane achievement. In that same vein with my heart in my lap (Twylexis) which is a different sort of historical au with a separated lovers theme.

np tagging @stereopticons @blackandwhiteandrose @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @bi-buckrights

@bidisasterevankinard @loveyouanyway @fortheloveofbuddie @saybiwithme @spotsandsocks

@theotherbuckley @daffi-990 @your-catfish-friend @thekristen999 @filet-o-feelings

@steadfastsaturnsrings @a-noble-dragon @jesuisici33 @elvensorceress @bucksbiawakening

@giddyupbuck @hoodie-buck @lemonzestywrites @monsterrae1 @rmd-writes

@slightlyobsessedwitheverything @the-likesofus @thewolvesof1998 @watchyourbuck @welcometololaland

@wildlife4life LOML @lizzie-bennetdarcy @underwaterninja13 @ramonaflow @kitteneddiediaz and anyone else who wants to 😘

[thekristen999]

This was @ronordmann's beautiful cover for it!

Fuck it Friday-- Repost

Like others, I started reminiscing about fandom around the time of the shooting and decided to re-share my story:

Trying Hard to Remember, Trying Hard To Forget

This is thorough, painful examination of the healing process using the dichotomy of Eddie not remembering the shooting while every second was burned into Buck's memory. It's a brutal look at the slog-fest of injury recovery and emotional trauma.

Snippet:

The last bandage covered most of Eddie’s right side and Buck stood there studying it, his breathing a little harsher, his fingers trembling until he shook his hand to still them. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” Eddie said, leaning his left hand against the edge of the sink. He’d have to sit down soon, but he needed to see this through.

Taking a deep breath, Buck removed the tape, revealing an eight-inch line of staples running from below Eddie’s armpit to the back of his shoulder.

Eddie bit his lips, looking at them, imagining what the ER doctors had to do, swallowing against the sudden feeling of awed horror. “I was told the surgeon only broke one rib during the procedure. They managed just to spread the others without causing additional fractures.”

Buck swallowed, his voice low. “To repair the lung?”

“Bullet nicked the upper left lobe after it damaged the thoracoacromial artery going in.” Eddie swallowed, looking at Buck in the mirror, suddenly understanding what the chaos of the scene had to be like, knowing the procedures that had to be performed to save him. “You must have gotten to the ER like in….”

“Four minutes,” Buck said with a shuddery breath. “We got there in four minutes.”

Eddie swallowed, because it hit him now, how close it’d really been, how even a minute or two later and it would have probably been too late. He’d had a hemopneumothorax and suffered a great deal of blood loss. Or that was what the doctor told him. Because anytime Eddie tried to think back to it all….

He stared at his reflection, at all the healing wounds.

“Thank you, Buck.” It sounded so damn inadequate to Eddie’s ears.

“There’s nothing to thank me for.”

Eddie stared at Buck in the mirror, at the sincerity in his eyes, the rawness there making Eddie’s heart pound. “I’m here because of you.”

..

tagging those who might be interested or have words to share:

@exhuastedpigeon @hippolotamus @diazsdimples @dangerpronebuddie

@cafecitoeddie @elvensorceress @elenaazra @homerforsure

@mellaithwen @spotsandsocks @operationbigskye @deedo2313

@the-likesofus @spaceprincessem @thebestbooksaround

@eddiebabygirldiaz @epicbuddieficrecs @shyaudacity @andavs

[thekristen999]

Fuck it Friday-- Repost

Like others, I started reminiscing about fandom around the time of the shooting and decided to re-share my story:

Trying Hard to Remember, Trying Hard To Forget

This is thorough, painful examination of the healing process using the dichotomy of Eddie not remembering the shooting while every second was burned into Buck's memory. It's a brutal look at the slog-fest of injury recovery and emotional trauma.

Snippet:

The last bandage covered most of Eddie’s right side and Buck stood there studying it, his breathing a little harsher, his fingers trembling until he shook his hand to still them. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” Eddie said, leaning his left hand against the edge of the sink. He’d have to sit down soon, but he needed to see this through.

Taking a deep breath, Buck removed the tape, revealing an eight-inch line of staples running from below Eddie’s armpit to the back of his shoulder.

Eddie bit his lips, looking at them, imagining what the ER doctors had to do, swallowing against the sudden feeling of awed horror. “I was told the surgeon only broke one rib during the procedure. They managed just to spread the others without causing additional fractures.”

Buck swallowed, his voice low. “To repair the lung?”

“Bullet nicked the upper left lobe after it damaged the thoracoacromial artery going in.” Eddie swallowed, looking at Buck in the mirror, suddenly understanding what the chaos of the scene had to be like, knowing the procedures that had to be performed to save him. “You must have gotten to the ER like in….”

“Four minutes,” Buck said with a shuddery breath. “We got there in four minutes.”

Eddie swallowed, because it hit him now, how close it’d really been, how even a minute or two later and it would have probably been too late. He’d had a hemopneumothorax and suffered a great deal of blood loss. Or that was what the doctor told him. Because anytime Eddie tried to think back to it all….

He stared at his reflection, at all the healing wounds.

“Thank you, Buck.” It sounded so damn inadequate to Eddie’s ears.

“There’s nothing to thank me for.”

Eddie stared at Buck in the mirror, at the sincerity in his eyes, the rawness there making Eddie’s heart pound. “I’m here because of you.”

..

tagging those who might be interested or have words to share:

@exhuastedpigeon @hippolotamus @diazsdimples @dangerpronebuddie

@cafecitoeddie @elvensorceress @elenaazra @homerforsure

@mellaithwen @spotsandsocks @operationbigskye @deedo2313

@the-likesofus @spaceprincessem @thebestbooksaround

@eddiebabygirldiaz @epicbuddieficrecs @shyaudacity @andavs

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another thing re: nobody else is doing it like eddie. in a lot of ways buck's response to eddie in 2x01 is a warped, backwards version of the way buck always responds to people he finds cool and competent and skilled and charming. it's only because eddie stepped onto buck's territory that he postured; in another world, buck would have been all over eddie from the get-go. as it stands in 2x01 he's needling eddie over his war stories, he's watching eddie's Super Cool Workout, he's craning his head to see just how attractive eddie can be. 2x01 is buck's hero worship of eddie, just the ugly version.

to be honest, i don't think buck ever stopped seeing eddie like that. i mean, even in 7x04 he's gushing to tommy about him. the difference is that eddie's the first person buck has admired like that who's actually genuinely respected him as a fully-formed adult capable of making his own choices, not just some stupid, reckless tantrum-throwing kid who needed to be scolded. bobby tells buck he doesn't have to get in the ambulance. eddie just tells buck he'll see him in there. eddie's a stupid-hot competent skilled charming war hero who's inviting buck to stand with him and trusting buck and buck has literally never had that.

and then eddie! never! stops! buck thinks eddie's the best thing since sliced bread, his best friend. and eddie just... accepts all his love and gives it right back. eddie is never condescending or patronizing or paternalistic and he doesn't see buck as a nuisance. not only is eddie super cool and capable, he treats buck like he's capable too (not super cool)! so buck has spent the last six years like, being obsessed with this guy, and it's not the first time he's been obsessed with a shiny new someone, but eddie is... literally obsessed with him back. that's SPECIAL.

[thekristen999]

I’m pinballing back and forth between “Buck and Eddie are fucking idiots who get blackout drunk and lose Chimney somewhere stupid” and “they all get drugged and it’s kind of fucked up actually” and I hate that with 911 they’re equally likely to happen.

[thekristen999]

I really wish I could've seen the faces on Oliver and Ryan when they were sat down with the new PR manager and their new contracts because it feels like they were actually asked for their input and had their opinions taken into consideration...

like, I know everyone's in a tizzy about Oliver and Ryan talking about watching buddie edits and reading fics and Oliver liking fanarts on insta and what it makes me think of is that it's something they would've wanted to do years ago, but they were too afraid to stir the pot and abc just saw the opportunity and latched onto it — because let's be very real here, this is an advertising goldmine, even if fox was too ignorant to care.

sending the guys out to do all these interviews, introducing new queer storylines and giving acknowledgment to the fans while also admitting that they used to be worried about misleading fans by engaging and now they just do what feels best and whatever happens, happens because all opportunities are truly open now — is a hell of a step away from how things used to be and they are clearly having the time of their lives and so are we.

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RYAN HIT 1 MILLION FOLLOWERS!!🍾🍾🍾

[thekristen999]

no wait, but imagine that chris actually used to think eddie and buck dated. like, when he was younger and they were both single. and they just— broke up and then kept being friends.

like, this is a fact to him. he never questioned it, he never asked eddie about it. he genuinely thinks buck and eddie used to date and stayed friends after the break-up.

and and when he sees eddie watching buck and tommy with this Look ™️, chris is like, oh do you miss when you and buck were dating? SO CASUAL and unfazed by it. like its just, a fact of the universe. and eddie has to do a double take, bc WHAT.

WHAT THEN, HUH.

bc like, chris is not dumb and he's older now. i just think it would be so funny if he had this notion in his head that buck and eddie used to date. IT WOULD BE SO HILARIOUS.

ngl i might even write a fic with this if i can think of an actual plot

[thekristen999]

Anytime the show needs a dramatic arc, or a bad guy, they do a pretty good job of going back through past seasons and plucking out a person.

We're going on four years, but I still think it would be interesting if Eddie crossed paths with the fight promoter from the street fighting arc.

We have no idea if his whole operation was shut down after Eddie called the cops and they started an investigation. Did the guy lose a ton of money?

Does he see Eddie at a scene and just....hatches plans.

Or what about the guy he almost killed? I bet Eddie's face is burned into memory. The other fighter guy is still struggling with hard times, and he sees the dude who not only sent him to a hospital that racked up a big medical bill, but maybe cost him a bet that was his 'ticket' out of a jam?

How dare this guy be walking around happy as a clam after he kicked bone cartilage into his freaking sinus cavity-- that still gives him hell to this day.

Give me Eddie targeted by a big bad...and the team racing to figure out who put Eddie in the hospital. Could you imagine the emotion??

Athena tracking the baddie down, Bobby right there with her. Bobby who has a fiery side when you hurt one of his family.

We finally see the team work together when they discover Eddie in his crashed car or crumpled mess at his home. Hen and Chim pulling out all the stops to save his life.

Buck at his bedside! The freaking will reveal...

Come on Tim, it's here for taking. You love this stuff!