#and so is Buck

[min-kit]

i rebuke any "tommy is only gonna be around for a short while" things. i believe in the power of positivity. i will only put good energy out into that world and i say Tommy is here to stay!! may my words make their way to Tim Minear's eyeballs. Keep Tommy. Let him and Buck be happy.

[likeshipsonthesea]

pull you a little closer

spoilers for 9-1-1 ep 7x04 this is the start of a fic i wanna write but i thought i'd share just this lil snippet bc it's bi buck day!!!!

Buck collapses back against his island and just barely restrains himself from lifting a hand to his lips like he’s fourteen again, getting his first kiss from a dare at a birthday party. He just kissed Tommy. Or, well, Tommy kissed him. He kissed back, though, kissed back and reached out to pull Tommy closer. Buck closes his hand around nothing. He remembers the firmness of Tommy's shoulder under his palm, the smell of his skin, the surprising softness of his lips. Buck doesn’t know why he’s so surprised about how soft Tommy’s lips are. Maybe because of flying? All that wind must chap someone’s lips. Maybe Tommy carries around ChapStick. He must. Otherwise how would he keep his lips so—

Knock-knock.

Buck blinks out of his ChapStick spiral. Another knock at his door? What now?

He shakes himself out of his stupor before walking over. Anyone knocking on his door at this time of night would have a good reason, like an emergency or a kiss, and Buck’s already gotten one of those tonight. He knows he’s smiling stupidly at the thought of it but he can’t help it. Tommy kissed him.

He’s still smiling stupidly as he opens up the door and he’d be embarrassed about it but he’s too happy to care, and then he just smiles wider because standing there, panting slightly and a little sheepish, is Tommy.

Tommy returns Buck’s smile. “I have PTO saved,” he says without a formal greeting. “Ruiz still owes me a favor from our fantasy football league. He’ll cover me.”

Stupid butterflies kick around in Buck’s chest. “Oh.”

“If you want company.”

Buck’s heart rabbits in his chest. He just kissed a guy for the first time in his life and he’s not entirely sure what it means, and he’s also supposed to call Eddie and apologize for being a dick even though he doesn’t know how to explain himself without getting into the whole I-might-like-dudes thing, and he’d already been kind of tired before Tommy came over so he was kind of thinking he’d just head to sleep, but—

“Yes,” he says, because if there’s one thing he’s sure of, it’s that he wants Tommy to keep looking at him. “Yes, I do.”

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

lil wip for a carte blanche commission lol

[emmy-likes-attention]

Wait, a character can become canonically queer and not immediately be sent to super mega turbo hell by the writers???

[fedzzzart]

“you can hear it in the silence”🌙✨

[notrobinsomethingworse]

Robin, pointing at the newly established Nightwing: Aren’t ya gonna do something about him?

Nightwing, full dicowing glory:

Robin: Ya look like you’re goin’ to a shitty disco to get all kinds of fucked up diseases.

Nightwing: Awww thank you little wing.

Robin: That wasn’t a compliment.

Batman: Be nice to your brother.

Robin, eyebrow raised: So ya approve?

Batman, thinking back to the time he tried to convince 9-year-old Robin into a pair of pants: I’ll give you $300 if you can get him to change it.

Jason: Deal.

[beets]

9-1-1. 7.04 Buck, Bothered and Bewildered [details]

[dudesrysly]

“You said you did this last year, why are you just telling me now?”

“Because, Evan,”

[wordfather]

this is inexplicably my favorite tiktok ever it brings me to tears every time why did he do thatttt

[edmundosmustache]

eddie trying to pull a dead weight 6’2 beefy buck up to him with his bare hands has the same energy as buck trying to dig through 40 feet of mud by hand to get to eddie when the well collapsed

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

#This Time He Brought Beers And Stayed Awake

[inkskinned]

the thing about some men is that they want you to remember, at all times, that you are underneath them. that with one word or look or "joke", you will stay beneath them. that even "exceptions" to the rule are not true exceptions - the commonly cited statistic that one in eight men believe they could win against serena williams.

women's gymnastics is often not seen as real gymnastics. whatever the fuck non-euclidian horrors rhythmic gymnasts are capable of, it's often tamped down as being not a sport. some of the most dominant athletes in the world are women. nobody watches women's soccer. despite years of dancing and being built like a fucking brick, men always assume they're faster and stronger than i am. you wouldn't like what happens when they are incorrect. once while drunk at a guy's house i won a held-plank challenge by a solid minute. the party was over after that - he became exceedingly violent.

what i mean is that you can be perfect, and they still think you're ... lacking, somehow. i hope you understand i'm trying to express a neutral statement when i say: taylor swift was the possibly the most patriarchy-palatable, straight-down-the-line woman we could churn out. she is white, conventionally attractive, usually pretty mild in personality. say what you will about her (and you should, she's a billionaire, she can handle it), but a few things seem to be true about her: 1. she can write a damn catchy song, and 2. the eras tour truly was a massive commercial success and was also genuinely an impressive feat of human athleticism and performance.

i don't know if she deserves the title of "woman of the year," i'm not debating that in this post. what i am saying is that she was named Woman of The Year, and then an untalented man got onstage at the golden globes and made fun of her for attending her boyfriend's football games. what i am saying is that this woman altered local economies - and her dating life is still being made into a "harmless" punchline. the camera panned, greedy, over to her downing a full glass of champagne. congratulations taylor! you are woman of the year! but you are a woman. even her.

fuck, man. write better material.

a guy gets onstage at a college graduation and despite the fact like half the crowd is made up of women, he spends a significant proportion of it warning these people - who spent possibly hundreds of thousands of dollars on their education - that they were lied to. that the "real" meaning of femininity is motherhood. that they shouldn't rest on the laurels of that education-they-paid-for but instead throw it away to kneel at a man's heel. imagine that. sweating in your godawful polyester gown (that you also had to pay for!), fresh out of 4 years of pushing yourself ever-harder: and some guy you've never met - who knows nothing about you - he reminds you this "win" is a pyrrhic one at best. you really shouldn't consider yourself that extraordinary. you're still a woman, even after years of study.

god forbid you are not a pretty woman, but if you are pretty, you must be dumb. god forbid you are not ablebodied or white or cis or straight or good at swallowing. you must be beneath a man, or else they are not a man. the equation for masculinity seems to just be: that which is not a woman or womanly (god forbid). anything "feminine" is thereby anathema. to engage in "feminine" things such as therapy, getting a hug from a friend, or crying - it is giving up ones manhood. therefore women need to be put in their place to ensure that masculinity is protected.

this is something i have struggled to explain to terfs - they are not doing the work of feminism, but rather the patriarchy. by asserting that women and men must be (on some secret level) oppositional and in conflict, they also assume that being a woman is akin to being another species. but bigotry does not stem from observational truths or clarity - that is what makes it bigotry. there was nothing in my childhood that made me fundamentally different from my brother. we are treated differently nonetheless. to assert there is some biological drive that enforces my gender role is to assert that women have a gendered role. men do not see women as equal to them not because of biological reality - but instead because the core tenant of the patriarchy is that women aren't full, realized people.

we are told from a very young age to excuse misbehavior as a single man's choice - not all men. it is not all men, just that one guy. all women are gold-digging bitches who belong in the kitchen - but if a man is mean, bigoted, or violent to you, it's just that particular guy, and that means nothing about men-as-a-whole. it is only one guy who got mad when you gently rejected him. it is only one guy who warns her this trophy is heavy, are you sure you can hold it? it is only one guy who smashes her face into the cake. it is only one guy talking into a mic about hating our bodily autonomy.

i have just found that they often wait until the moment we actually seem to be upstaging them. you sit in a meeting where you're presenting your own findings and he says get me a coffee? or you run to the end of the marathon and are about to finish first and he pushes your kids out in front of you. you win the chess game and they make some comment akin to well, you're ugly away. we can be the billionaire and get the dream life and finally fucking do it and yet! still! they have this strange, visceral urge to say well actually, if you think you're so great -

it's not one just one guy. it's one in eight.

[chenfordsbee]

I know it’s already been said but it’s still so insane to me that Eddie realized that he was never alone in this while Buck realized that eventually it always ends up with him alone, both simultaneously. That’s poetic cinema!!!

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Michael refuses to be gaslit on “THE BITE OF 83”

[magnusedom]

BUDDIE + text posts/tweets (3/∞)

[911experience]

Me ranting about Eddie Diaz