#howard station

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god i love straight lines 2023, amrieser (my original work)

iPhone 14

[artistmacposts]

Newly Reopened Yellow Line, Dempster to Howard

[loosethreadsofyoursoul]

[mousestar369]

Eddie: ...why are you guys in here?

Hen: I may have off-hand mentioned to Buck that this team doesn't drink enough water.

Eddie: ...and?

Buck, in the distance: HYDRATE OR DIEDRATE!!!

Ravi: Yelp of a man who just got beaned with a plastic water bottle

Chimney: Get it now?

Eddie: Yup. Scoot over.

[starsforbuckley]

INCORRECT 9-1-1 QUOTE

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Chimney, setting down a card: Ace of spades.

Buck, pulling out an Uno card: +4.

Hen, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you!

Eddie, trembling: What are we playing?!

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• fandom: 9-1-1

[mid-knight-black]

I love how the finale ended right here with this hug. There were no more scenes after this. If you saw something after this, NO TF YOU DID NOT 🥰

[clockworkreapers]

Another one! Sorry for the emotional damage yall this ones for vol3... :)

[realityjoey]

OVERSLEPT (RILEY ANDERSON MC x EVAN BUCKLEY)

Bobby, Hen, Chimney, Eddie, and Athena all exchanged worried glances as they stood outside Buck and Riley’s apartment. Neither had shown up for their shift, which was unlike both of them—especially Buck. He was usually one of the first to arrive. When neither of them responded to calls or texts, concern quickly turned into action.

“Maybe they’re just running late?” Eddie suggested, although he didn’t sound convinced.

“Late doesn’t mean completely off the grid,” Bobby replied, his fatherly instincts kicking in. “Let’s check on them.”

Chimney gave a mischievous grin as they reached the door. “I bet they just had another… ‘busy night,’” he quipped, air-quoting, earning a snicker from Hen.

Athena unlocked the door with the spare key Buck had given her for emergencies, and they filed in quietly, as if preparing for some sort of intervention.

“Guys? Riley? Buck?” Bobby called out as they made their way through the living room, peering around cautiously. There was no response.

The door to their bedroom was ajar, and as they nudged it open, the scene that greeted them made Chimney burst out laughing.

Buck and Riley were fast asleep, sprawled out on the bed, limbs tangled in each other and the sheets, half-naked. The blanket covered them just enough to be decent, but it was clear that their ‘busy night’ had left them both completely wiped out.

Hen chuckled quietly. “Well, that explains it.”

“Explains what?” Bobby asked, raising an eyebrow, though the knowing look in his eyes betrayed him.

“Pretty sure they had their own… personal workout last night,” Chimney smirked. “And look, they’re recovering.”

Athena shook her head, though she couldn’t hide the amusement on her face. “They must’ve really knocked themselves out. They didn’t even wake up when we came in.”

“Time for Plan B,” Eddie grinned, grabbing a pillow from the nearby chair.

Without warning, Eddie tossed the pillow right at Buck’s face. It landed with a soft thud, but Buck merely groaned and shifted slightly, pulling Riley closer to him in his sleep. Riley muttered something incomprehensible and buried her head in Buck’s chest.

“Oh, we’re going to have to do better than that,” Hen said, grabbing another pillow and joining in, hurling it at Riley’s back. This time, Riley stirred, her brow furrowing as she tried to swat the offending pillow away.

“What… the hell…” she muttered, her voice thick with sleep, her hand blindly searching for Buck’s.

Eddie grinned, stepping closer to the bed. “Time to wake up, lovebirds.”

Before Buck or Riley could fully process what was happening, Chimney and Hen yanked the blanket off the bed, exposing them both to the cool air. Buck groaned loudly, instinctively reaching out for the blanket, while Riley shivered and tried to curl into a ball.

“Oh, come on!” Buck’s voice was muffled by his arm, which he had thrown over his face. “What are you guys doing?”

“Saving you from a missed shift,” Bobby said, standing at the foot of the bed with his arms crossed, shaking his head. “You two didn’t respond to any of our calls.”

Riley, still barely awake, sat up slightly, her hair a wild mess. “We… overslept,” she mumbled.

“Clearly,” Chimney said, laughing. “By about four hours.”

Hen raised an eyebrow as she surveyed the room, clearly piecing things together. “Let me guess. You two had a busy night?”

Riley’s face turned bright red, and Buck finally sat up, glaring at the team with a mix of embarrassment and frustration. “Seriously? You couldn’t just… knock? Like, a normal visit?”

Eddie leaned down, poking Buck’s shoulder. “We did knock. You didn’t answer.”

Riley slumped back down into the pillows, covering her face with her hands. “I hate all of you,” she groaned.

“You’ll hate us more in about ten minutes when you’re scrambling to get ready for shift,” Athena added with a smile.

“I’m not even awake yet,” Buck protested, his voice still hoarse from sleep as he reached out and pulled Riley back into his arms. “You can’t just drag us out of bed.”

“Oh, we can,” Hen replied, pulling at Buck’s arm to get him moving. “And we will.”

Reluctantly, the pair began to untangle themselves, their movements slow and heavy from exhaustion. Buck shot Eddie a half-hearted glare as he grabbed his pants from the floor. “You guys are the worst.”

“Maybe,” Eddie agreed, laughing, “but you’re late.”

Riley, still grumpy but starting to wake up, leaned into Buck as they finally got out of bed. She shot the rest of the team a look as she adjusted her shirt. “You all owe us breakfast after this.”

Chimney threw his arm around Hen, nodding dramatically. “Deal. But next time, set an alarm. Or at least respond when we call. Otherwise, we’ll have to come back with even more pillows.”

Riley let out a tired sigh, her hand finding Buck’s as they stumbled their way toward the bathroom. “Next time, we’re locking the door and hiding the pillows.”

“Good luck with that,” Bobby said, smiling as he led the rest of the group out, leaving the pair to get ready for a day they clearly weren’t prepared for.

[blondebrainpowered]

WKRP Turkey Drop, 1978

[get-them-out-of-my-skull-0914]

Forgot how much I loved Andrea Macasaet as Anne Boleyn

Anyways love when characters who got beheaded have chokers or high necks on their clothes

[emolionsrawr]

chimney: hey do you guys wanna go get some D E S S E R T?

hen: yeah dude i need me a T R E A T

buck: whatcha guys talking about? :D

eddie: yeah why did you guys just spell desse-

chimney: NO NO NO!

hen: SHUT UP! DONT SAY IT!

eddie: uh, why?

hen: oh god how do we tell you this?

chimney: buck... can't spell

buck:

eddie:... WHAT?

hen: can't spell! so when we talk about something he wants, we spell it out loud so he doesn't get too excited

eddie: he's a grown man! he can't handle hearing the word treat?

buck: TREAT?!

chimney: no treat!

buck: TREAT?!

chimney: no treat!

buck: awww

eddie: okay what is happening?!

chimney: we told you! he gets excited when he hears the word T R E A T

buck: whatcha talkin about? :D

chimney: taxes

buck: aw :(

eddie: so you guys just treat him like a toddler?

buck: TREAT?!

hen: no treat!

buck: TREAT?!

hen: no treat!

buck: aww :(

hen: dude you gotta SPELL when you're talking about F O O D

eddie: okay, so, are we getting a S N A C K?

buck: SNACK?!

hen: oh come on

chimney: dude really?

eddie: oh come on i spelled it!

hen: he knows how to spell snack!

eddie: so he can spell snack but he can't spell treat?

buck: TREAT?!

eddie: NO TREAT!

buck: TREAT?!

eddie: NO TREAT?!

buck: GOD DAMN IT!!

chimney: okay he's getting fussy it's time for a N A P

buck: YEAH! :D

eddie: what does N A P spell?

buck: party 🥰🥰

[istandonsnowpiles]

Turnaround Yard

[meowdy-all]

Yk what i need. A 118 firefam watch the show fic. Whether it be the 118 fam from the past (season 1) watching the future. Or chosesn season watching back and through the future. I need the group to react to eddies entrance to 'What a man', eddie winning at fight club, buck during the tsunami, chim and the fucking rebar, the ust between buck and eddie, the SNIPER. I need it unhealthily.

[weewoowings]

Truth or Dare

It was a slow night at the firehouse, and Eddie kept checking his phone, waiting for a message from Christopher. Every few minutes, he’d drop it in frustration. Buck watched him silently, knowing exactly why Eddie was so tense, and after a while, decided enough was enough.

Buck watched Eddie drop his phone for what had to be the fifth time in ten minutes and finally snapped. "Alright, Eds, truth or dare?"

Eddie blinked, clearly not expecting that. "What?"

"You heard me," Buck said, grinning. "It’s a slow night. You need to put that phone down, so... truth or dare?"

His best friend sighed, rubbing his face. "Truth."

Buck didn’t miss a beat. "How much sleep did you get this week?" Eyeing the bags under his friend’s eyes, knowing he’d get defensive.

Eddie huffed, already regretting this. "Nope. I switch to dare."

"Go the fuck to sleep," Buck shot back without hesitation, arms crossed, pleased smile on his face.

Eddie eyed him for a second, knowing he wouldn’t win this one, before standing up and muttering something in Spanish that definitely wasn’t nice, dragging himself toward the bunk room like a man defeated.

Chim, watching from the sidelines, chuckled. "You planned that, didn’t you?"

"Oh, absolutely," Buck said, leaning back with a smug grin. "I’m a genius."

Chim smirked, not missing a beat. "Yeah, a real evil genius. Emphasis on evil and questionable on the genius part."

Buck rolled his eyes. "Envy doesn’t look good on you, Chim."

"Neither does that smug grin on you, brother," Chim shot back, flashing a wink.

[mousestar369]

Imagine you have a house fire but you live in 9-1-1's LA. The 118 shows up but oh no. Two of them are making out against the engine. Oh and that one's having an existential crisis about leaving his not-even-born-yet child fatherless. Oh hey at least she's going in. Alone. Where the fuck is the captain- oh he's making out with a police sergeant.

[starsforbuckley]

INCORRECT 9-1-1 QUOTE

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The 118: I’d like to live through a week that’s not a whole new verse of “We Didn’t Start the Fire.”

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• fandom: 9-1-1