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multifandom-flash · 10 months
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Multifandom-Flash Bingo Events
Rules:
No minimum words. Multifandom and Original works are welcome.
Any artworks are welcome.
You can combine squares from all the events.
When you post, tag @multifandom-flash, make sure to let me know: Card number/s & which rounds you wrote for.
Don't forget to add your stories to the collection: AO3 Collection Mini-Events:
Holidays in a Flash
Soulmates/BDSM/Omegaverse
If anyone wants to sign up for round 1 & 2 + Halloween/Taboo/Thanksgiving, the links are open
Round 1
Round 2
Round 3
Halloween/Taboo/Thanksgiving
Fear Flash Bingo - Sign Up
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Calendar Events:
March - sign up
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April - sign up
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May - sign up
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1st Birthday Celebration Bingo
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June - Sign Up
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Pour Me A Bingo
Alcohol Version - 18+
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Non-Alcohol Version - under 18/SFW
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Marvel Bingo
Example for Character Bingo
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Example for Team Bingo
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Sing Us A Pride Song
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Here There Be Monsters Bingo
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Calendar Event: July
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9-1-1 Theme Bingo
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Teen Wolf Theme Bingo (the picture below, are only an examples)
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CE: August
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Superstition
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tommykinard6 · 5 months
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Should I be eating and resting? Yes. Am I? No, so come join me for a dissertation on Tommy Kinard being lonely.
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Edit to add a note since I saw a reblog about it: Tommy has no canonical age right now and Lou is 39, 40 later this year, so that is my basis for saying he’s 39.
Now when I say lonely, I don’t mean that he has no one whatsoever. I can picture him going for drinks with his team or having some Muay Thai buddies that he could call up if he really was inclined. Maybe an old army buddy or two.
But there’s something about Tommy that’s just achingly lonely, both when he was at the 118 and now at Harbor.
Tommy had a broken home, or some other kind of unstable childhood. Maybe his parents split, maybe he was mistreated, maybe he was in the system or was passed around family members. Maybe he was isolated as a child because he was a little overweight (I think Lou said something along those lines) and was bullied. I think Tommy didn’t really have any friends until high school, when puberty hit and maybe he started working out and probably joined the football team. I don’t know if anyone remembers what teenage boys are like, but I can imagine they were the same as they are today back in the 90s/early 00’s. Because around this time, Tommy might’ve started to realize that something was very different about him.
Now this isn’t a meta about how I think Tommy dealt with his sexuality (maybe I’ll do one of those later) but I think he never would’ve risked his football friends knowing even if he himself could acknowledge it, which I doubt. So he messed around, got in trouble with these guys, hung out with the bros, and pretended to be interested in girl talk.
Of course, eventually, his buddies all got girlfriends and he was always the odd one out again.
He didn’t do college. The army was his next step. And I feel like this might have been the first time in his life he wasn’t lonely. He’d learned to blend in by this point and he worked with some great people. But as he started making real friends for the first time, he also started losing them as the war tore them away.
Tommy left the army and joined the fire department. There was an aching hole where the camaraderie of the army had filled previously and with no education beyond a high school diploma, Tommy thought the fire department would replicate that. Not the police though. He’d had enough of guns.
(And ohhhh now so many ideas on his thoughts during the sniper)
But he ended up at the 118 and quickly realized that his team had maybe more of a DADT stance than the army. He realized that he had to put on an elaborate act to fool his fellow firefighters, who had more time on their hands and more prejudice they were willing to wield to pick apart his life. Tommy, who maybe had only just started to acknowledge he felt differently about guys with less panic than before, had no choice but to backslide. He acted and acted and crafted a person he wasn’t until the day that maybe he was. Sal was his closest buddy at the 118 and Tommy had no doubt that Sal would be one of the first to make his life hell. Gerrard seemed to look at Tommy as some sort of mentee. Boxed in by two notorious bigots, Tommy had never felt more claustrophobically alone.
Chim was the first one to reach out a hand of friendship, or at least the first one that didn’t come with caution tape, but he was also an “other” and Tommy, who was confused and afraid and had just had his captain call his bluff on his fake girlfriend, lashed out. Then he allowed Chim in and Chim wasn’t interested in being besties but he was a great drinking buddy and movie buddy and Tommy felt safest around him.
Then Hen came and Tommy watched her get the same treatment he was afraid of. Not that he had to worry about the racism, and he was aware of the privilege, but Hen didn’t exactly hide herself and he watched them bully his lesbian coworker. He let himself get pulled into it all and hated himself for it, but was too cowardly to break away from it. He wasn’t sure why Hen had forgiven him, but she became the only other person on shift he felt even a little safe around other than Howie. But then Chimney and Hen became best friends and Tommy fell to the wayside. They still included him, sure, but they were always a pair and there was something there that Tommy didn’t know but longed for. A closeness he’d never felt.
A best friend. A juvenile idea to him, but one he’d never truly had.
Then Gerrard was gone and Sal got transferred and the 118 moved forward under Captain Nash, but Tommy felt left behind, even in what was the most united A shift team yet. Because he was over 30 and was starting to be unable to ignore everything that he’d had to hide under Gerrard, as he no longer had a distraction from it.
He’d been a pilot in the army, so he transferred to Harbor. And Harbor was great. He wasn’t best buds with anyone (he was starting to think that was never in the cards for him) but his team didn’t carry the same baggage that the 118 had.
So Tommy started to come to terms with himself. He started to date for the first time and came out to his team. And he had several boyfriends, but most couldn’t handle the job or his baggage or the desperate need he had to be wanted. His most long term partner cheated and the one he fell hardest for couldn’t deal when Tommy was injured on the job. Even within his own relationships, he felt like he was destined to stand alone.
Tommy was 39 years old and alone, as always, when Chimney walked back into his life, dragging an adorable and also extremely hot blonde and a stoic brunette that radiated ex military in a way only ex military could know. And then Hen was there and they were trying to rescue their captain and his wife and they clearly loved each other fiercely and like family.
And as Tommy listened, flying through the remnants of a cat 5 hurricane, he thought to himself that he should’ve never left. Simply just never found himself if only that meant being part of the family the 118 was now. However, he knew deep down that he still would’ve been alone and on the outside.
And they rescued the survivors and Tommy thought that was it but then Eddie wanted to hang out. And they liked the same things and had similar experiences and Tommy couldn’t help the hope. Because the loneliness had grown stifling and now he could breathe a little. And then Evan, the cute blonde, wanted a tour of the hanger and he thought that maybe he was being hit on.
And then at the end of it all, Tommy was left realizing that he’d wedged himself between two best friends and that was what happened when he allowed himself to hope. So he went to Evan to apologize. He would get Evan and Eddie to talk to each other and then would fade into the background.
But then Evan was sweet and apologetic and told him that he was part of the 118 family simply by helping them. Tommy couldn’t help it. Here he was, at 39, with a little boy still waiting inside of him to be soothed. And Evan was hot and sweet and Tommy couldn’t help himself.
And he really liked Evan. Evan was adorable. But their first date didn’t go as planned and Tommy knew he was already whipped. So he removed himself before someone could get hurt. Evan deserved better and so did he, even if the loneliness was stifling again.
But then Evan texted him and looked at him with sparkling blue eyes over too sweet coffee and wanted him. Him. He wanted Tommy and to have something with Tommy and he wanted him to come to his sister’s wedding with him.
And Tommy looked at him and saw someone who could finally fill the ache he’d felt his whole life. He saw a man who he knew he wanted to take a chance with. All he had to do was jump.
And he did.
And it wasn’t solved, not immediately and never fully. Too many wounds were left gaping for too long to ever heal. But for the first time in his life, at 39, with the 118 surrounding him and Buck as the sunshine at his side, Tommy finally felt at peace.
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fuck-911 · 1 year
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Buddie parallels to established couples part #1928289229: they're all wearing green and blue!!
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critai · 1 year
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blessyouhawkeye · 4 months
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nothing hits harder than an eddie diaz pushing his girlfriend away due to reasons that can truly only be described as homosexuality arc
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You are not defined by your past
Evan Buckley X reader X Eddie Diaz
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*Gifs are not mine*
Pairing: Evan Buckley X reader(She/Her) X Eddie Diaz
Summary: When your past comes back in the middle of the night, your boyfriends are here to help you through this moment
Trigger warnings: Polyrelationship/ Past rape, sexual assault/ Ptsd/ Trauma/ Nightmare/ Self harm(sort of)/ Loads of crying/ Panic attacks/ Anxiety
A/N Like I say everytime, English is not my first language, so if there is any mistake, feel free to tell me. Be really cautious reading this story, there are heavy topics talked about in this story, it's just me trying to cope with my feelings with writing
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You woke up in a pool of sweat and sandwiched between Eddie and Buck after yet another nightmare. It was the third one this week. You got out of bed, making sure you didn't wake up any of your boyfriends. After you went downstairs, you slipped yourself into the bathroom. You started the shower and went in. You scratched your skin until it was red and raw; you had to get off the feeling of his hands on your body. Some of the scratches even started to bleed after a while. You didn't know a long you had been in the shower until you heard the door opening and the voice of Eddie, calling you."Baby, are you okay in there? You've been in there for quite a while. " If it wasn't for the shower curtain protecting you, he would have seen you and your body full of wounds. You tried to answer with a steady voice but failed miserably."I'm fi-fine, I'll be out in a mi-minute." You couldn't make out what Eddie whispered to Buck, but a second later, the curtain was being opened. Buck and Eddie gasped when they saw the state of your body; covered in wounds and bleeding. They immediately went to hug you but stopped when you flinched violently. Buck tried to reassure you."Honey, we aren't gonna hurt you. What's going on? Talk to us, please. " You stood there frozen, tears filling your eyes while you felt like you couldn't breathe anymore. When you started clawing at the skin of arm, Eddie stepped in and held you so you couldn't hurt yourself any further. You thrashed and tried to free yourself from him, but there was no use he won't let you go. "That's it, honey, breathe. Can you take a deep breath for us?" It was like you couldn't hear him because you kept trying to push him away."Let me go, please. Please, don't hurt me, don't don't hurt me. " " Sweetheart, look, it's me, Eddie, and here is Buck, look" He said while pointing Buck standing in the middle of the bathroom. He was looking at you worriedly with tears in his eyes, like he knew what was going on. After fighting to free yourself from Eddie for a long time, you ended up tiring yourself out and fell on the shower floor. Eddie and Buck were at your side in a moment and were careful to ask "can we touch you honey?". And when you gave a tiny nod, they gathered you in their arms. Holding you so hard like you were going to disappear at any moment. You didn't how long you sat there, on the shower floor until you felt Buck picking you up and carrying you and bringing you to your shared bed. Once the three of you were settled, they landed a kiss on your cheeks and Eddie said "We'll talk tomorrow, sleep well our darling girl."
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While you were sleeping
Once you were asleep, Buck asked Eddie, "Do you know what caused that?" "No. Do you think it has to do with what happened on call today?" "No it seems to be much more than that. What happened today was scary, but it can't be the cause for tonight breakdown." "We'll talk to her in the morning. Maybe she'll open up" And with that, Eddie and Buck placed themselves on each side of you: Buck on your right and Eddie on your left.
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In the morning
You woke up once again sandwiched between Eddie and Buck, but this time you weren't scared out of your mind, feeling his hands everywhere. You tried to get out of the bed without waking up your boyfriends, but as you were sitting up, Buck's eyes started to open. "Good morning honey, how are you feeling? Better than last night?" "Better, but I'm pretty sure you are wondering what happened last night. Why I was acting so scared and panicked" "Eddie and I are worried about you, but we won't force you to tell us something you don't want. You tell us what you feel comfortable telling us" "I want to tell you what happened to me, but I'm scared of how you will react" "Angel, whatever happened to you in the past won't make us leave and we won't ever judge you for it" Tears brimmed your eyes, and you started shaking. Buck brought you close to him, you buried your face in his chest. Eddie woke up hearing your cries and looked at Buck worriedly. He touched your back in order to bring comfort, but you flinched violently. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to, I'm sorry" "It's okay, it's alright honey" Eddie reassured you. "But it's not, I'm not okay, I'm scared that he will come back and do it again" "Who's he baby?" "The man who-the man who-who" " The man who what honey? It's alright, we won't judge" "The man who ra-raped me when I was younger" You sobbed. They both asked simultaneously "Can we hold you honey?" "But I'm dirty, filthy, impure" "That doesn't matter to us. What happened to you in the past does not define you, you are not defined by your past" "In our eyes, you are still the girl we fell in love with, regardless us knowing about your past or not. We won't ever leave for something that you didn't choose to happen. Something that was brought upon you, against your will" "For now, all we want is to help cope with your past. Help you through the difficult times and love unconditionally" "We will love you forever"
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Thanks for reading. Again I apologise for any grammatical mistake in this story
Pandemonium
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buffaluff · 1 month
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🧶♥️ red string of fate ♥️🧶
soulmates prompt for @buddietommy-week
(sometimes you’re two weeks late to an event, don’t worry about it)
anyways, i couldn’t continue on any of my other obligations until i got this one out apparently. onto the things i’m supposed to be drawing!
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madlori · 5 months
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since this is apparently the disk horse that will not die
I dislike dressing in costumes. i have gone to many, many costume parties in normal clothing because i...dislike dressing in costumes.
it did not mean I didn't care about the people throwing the party or did not respect their feelings.
it's not that big a fucking deal, oh my god.
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giraffesanddietpepsi · 4 months
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Something I’d noticed when I started watching 9-1-1 and had further proof of when season 5 aired is how the odd numbered season finale names provide an insight into Buck’s storylines.
Season 1’s “A Whole New You” sees him be left by Abby. He goes through and takes the season sort of reimagining himself into what he feels is a better version of Buck (version upgrades), and we see this single version emerge from this episode
Season 3’s “What’s Next?” sees him finally moving on from Abby. He gets a bit of closure from seeing her again, and this segues into him finally facing himself and seeking therapy because he’s finally letting himself ask that question
Season 5’s “Starting Over” sees him and Taylor finally breaking up. Buck has been seeking to find this perfect relationship for himself throughout the run of the show, and this rather serious relationship comes along. They even move in together, but then he finally has to face the music that he truly doesn’t love Taylor
Season 7’s “All Fall Down” could really lead to a lot of different things for Buck. Something in his life is bound to come crumbling to the ground in this episode. Possibly a relationship, possibly a building he holds dear, and quite possibly a person. Regardless, I’m taking my cues from the past and assuming this title is going to tell us more than anything else we get prior
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age-of-moonknight · 9 months
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“The Terminal Seconds of Moon Knight,” Moon Knight (Vol. 9/2021), #30.
Writer: Jed MacKay; Penciler and Inker: Alessandro Cappuccio; Colorist: Rachelle Rosenberg; Letterer: Cory Petit
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beautflstranger · 8 months
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artforinfinity · 9 months
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I did the thing
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I am genuinely shocked that I didn't mess this up I thought it was gonna be a disaster
Reblogs appreciated <3
Close ups + extra stuff under cut
Close ups
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Concept art yaay
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And finally the sheet I used to regulate the saturation of the watercolor because I didn't know how else to do it, I just think it looks kinda neat
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Ok. I hate watercolor. I hate it less now that when I started but uhhh still not a fan. Yes this was a school project, cringe is dead I am a free man.
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multifandom-flash · 2 months
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CE: July and 9-1-1 Themes Bingo
No deadline, no min word count.
CE: July
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9-1-1 Theme Bingo
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In case you missed or the link to my discord is an error, here's the link.
Join Us
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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 6 months
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Ozzy Osbourne - Believer
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so I went on a quest to find all the posts I could about the 9-1-1's three theme and... WOW, it is A LOT.
from 6x01: 3 feet, 3 tries, 3 high school girls, 330 square feet, 3:15, 3rd time is not the charm, the 3 of us, 3 quarters full, 3 shifts. that's NINE (a multiple of 3 btw) mentions in a single episode.
from 6x04: haven't seen you in 3 years (Connor talking to Buck)
from 6x10: 3 minutes before we started compressions
from 4x14 and 6x10: 3 minutes away from the hospital (both episodes), 3 minutes before brain dead (just 6x10)
which makes THREE mentions of the number three in 6x10!!!!
I don't know anything about symbolism or numerology, so I don't know if there's a hidden meaning behind this, anyone has any ideas?? the only thing I can think of is the expression "good things come in threes", but I'm not connecting any dots here??
and if anyone has noticed any more references please feel free to add to this post.
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