#i don't know what im trying to say but god this is like eddie's world tour huh

[hexcia]

throwing my two cents into all this, i think this whole fiasco is part of a wider and quickly-growing internet culture of everyone thinking their opinions need to be 1. heard and 2. agreed with by everyone else, AND ALSO everyone viewing their own opinions as the absolute moral pinnacle of righteousness so therefore if anyone DOES disagree with them it makes them like. An evil person. and then you zoom out and its literally just fandom discourse. (not saying this situation specifically is "just" fandom discourse bc its not. Being so adamant on spreading misinfo about queer culture is so harmful. and so is ACCUSING YOU OF SA FOR TRYING TO EDUCATE THEM ABOUT BASIC QUEER HISTORY my god i hope you're alright.) (Also to clarify when i say "everyone" i am NOT both-sides-ing and I do NOT mean you or eddie. i specifically mean the ppl who started this whole thing by being so confidently wrong in their opinions. LOL)

anyway. i think a lot of people would benefit if people:

1. learnt to stop complaining so damn much about things that don't matter. (constantly complaining about stuff is horrible for your mental health and for the health of everyone around you. look for whimsy. the whole world doesnt need to know how much u viscerally hate apple pie!!!!)

2. stopped expecting everyone to agree with their opinions. (just because you hate apple pie doesnt make it a personal attack if someone else likes it!!!! on god you do NOT need to end a friendship bc someone else likes something that is so entirely harmless but you personally dont.)

and 3. stopped moralising their opinions on the literal most inconsequential things of all time. (enjoying apple pie doesn't mean you secretly support killing all puppies and cutting down all trees!!!!! that is a whole new sentence!!!)

anyway hope ur doing good tumblr user hexcia. youre slaying it up so hard. icon

anon i could kiss u

Im a firm believer in only complaining abt stupid shit that doesnt matter. the moment it starts to get into something that can affect real people- that is a hard line for me

And the fact that the people involved are so confidently wrong that they dont wanna admit they were wrong or apologize is just. so telling about the kind of people they are

not everything needs to be online sometimes you can keep opinions to yourself ong </3

also i am ok thank you for asking <333 anyone with half a braincell can see what i was trying to say. no idea where they got the insane idea that me trying to educate them = sexual assault. like grow up

[little-bitty-froggy]

Cg(s)- Eddie Dear+Frank Frankly

Little(s) - Julie Joyful

Age- 5

It was a nice spring earning and Julie, Eddie, and Frank were outside in a nice flowery field catching or just watching bugs.

Frank and Eddie don't really get much time together due to Eddie being a mail man so they thought this would be the perfect time to hang out together. On the way there they met Julie skipping around and being her usual self. “HAY JULIE”. Eddie yelled crossing the street. “Hm”? Julie turned around to see her best friend Frank and his boyfriend. “Hiya fellas, whatcha doing”? “Oh, we're just going down to the flower field to look at some bugs and to catch up on things”. Frank said with a smile holding a small leather bag that he carries around for his books and notes. “OOOOO~ that sounds like a lata fun. Can I tag along”? “Sure why not”. Eddie giggled turning to his boyfriend. “Is that ok with you hun”? “Sure I don't see why not.” “YAAAAY~”!!! Julie jumped with joy as she ran over the boys.

—Time skip cause i’m too lazy——

They had made it to a big field of flowers of all different kinds, peonies, tulips, windflowers little rose bushes on the sides, etc. There were many different bugs to look at. Butterflies, bees, Beatles, spiders, etc.

Julie giggled as she ran threw the flower patches. “Guys look, these ones are orange and yellow too, just like my horns”. She said pointing at the tulips and then right back to her horns.

��It sure does”. Eddie gasped. “FRANK LOOK, this one's orange”. Eddie pointed to an orange and black butterfly. “Ooooo~ that's a mark butterfly”. Frank said looking very happy to be talking about his interests.

Meanwhile, Julie was in her own little world chasing the bugs and nationally falling over the ruts of an occasional tree here and there.

“Oof, dat one really hurt”. She quickly put her hands on her mouth and looked over at frank and Eddie laughing at each other in the distance. “Thank god they didn’t here dat”. She groaned (“i cant regress now, I’m with my friends right now. Ooo- but what will they say if they find out”). Everything was flooding her head till she started spacing out.

“Julie”? “Hay Juuuulieeeee, you ok”. “Hu, oh ya m fine”. Julie said trying not to sound so kiddish even thought thats her hole personality but today she was a little off. Her voice was a tad bit higher and she kinda slurred her words. “You sure cause we’ve been calling you for like two minutes now”? Frank sounded a bit worried. “Mhm, m fine, ima be ight back”. Julie then got up and started walking. She didn’t know where she was going, she just new she wanted to get away from the couple.

“Oof”. “Owy, owy, owy”! Julie cries, slowly turning into sobs. “JULIE”!!The boys cried out. “Are you ok”. Eddie says running over to the mentally younger. Julie is still sobbing uncontrollably. “Shh shh, hay everything’s gunna to be ok”. “M-m-m-m sowry”. Her sobs slowly turned into soft cries. “Theres no reason to be sorry, you just had a little accident, your ok, hehe”. Eddie reassures her. “M- what do you want me to do ki—oooh hehe”. Julie looks over at frank making grabby hands towards him. Frank gets down to her level.”are you little right now”. “Mhm” she blushes hiding her face from the two mentally older boys. ”Why didn’t you tell us”. “Cause is didn wan you to e weiwded out. I didn wan you to stwap bein m fwend”. Julie started to tear up. “I don’t know if you know this already but”. Julie looks up at Eddie. Eddie takes out a small stuffed bear and an orange,yellow,blue pacifier. “Im an age regressor too. Well a flip”. “Same here, and when where both small Howdy comes and takes care of us”. The two mentally boys looked over at Julie as she’s giggling ind stimming.

“Now, can we go catch buofwies”.

“Yes, yes, we can”.

Im so sorry that it took me so long.school has been tough cause i had a bunch of tests, but tysm for the request this was a lot of fun to make, especially with some of my headcanons.:)

[eddieschains]

Totally self-indulgent request of Joe crushing on his photographer on a shoot or photographer's assistant, lil fluffy, lil bit flirty, lil bit sexy...I don't mind it's up to you!! Poor baby is getting all distracted and reader is smitten with him too!!

No pressure to write this babe 🖤

Kat 😘

anything for you my love @choke-me-eddie 🤍

hopefully i did this justice

TW: 18+, rpf (don’t like it don’t read it), p in v sex, unprotected sex, oral (m receiving), mutual masturbation, quick consent checks, brief mentions of plan b and birth control

Being a photographer always had it’s ups and downs. You loved what you did and the creative initiative you had with it, but it wasn’t the most stable job in the world. Most of the time you had to work part time in cafes, restaurants or supermarkets to help keep up with the bills.

You were mainly shooting weddings, graduation photos, and the occasional concert. You had a decent following on your instagram, but the jobs just weren’t flowing in like you’d expect. Until one day, you got an email from a London acting agency. They said they had seen your work, and were looking for a photographer for a magazine shoot for one of their clients.

To say you were excited would be an understatement, even saying you were over the moon would’ve been. The clients name was Joseph Quinn. You heard his name flying around social media lately, knowing he was up and coming in the acting scene based on his work on the latest season of Stranger Things.

You packed your equipment and a few days worth of clothes. The shoot was only for a couple hours, but you lived a few hours away from London so you decided to make a small trip out of it and maybe go visit some old friends who had moved down there.

You check into your hotel, and pull out your laptop, going over all the details for tomorrow in your email. The excitement was definitely there, but the closer tomorrow got, the more anxious you became. You thought it might just be best for you to make some tea, pop on some netflix, and try to go to sleep.

The morning greeted you with a soft whisper of light through the window as you get ready, trying to look as professional as possible without looking like you’re trying too hard. You hop on the train, camera bag in hand, leg shaking involuntarily. You know that if this goes well it could be really big for you, and that’s the main source of your anxiety.

You watched Stranger Things, but didn’t know a ton about Joseph. Just that he was the hot new piece of meat in hollywood right now. You didn’t google him, not wanting to have any pre-conceived notions. You were just hoping and praying that he wasn’t going to be an asshat diva of a person to work with.

Walking into the set, you were immediately greeted by who you understood to be his assistant or his manager, your brain was a bit foggy at the moment and wasn’t really paying attention to the fine details.

“Hello! Welcome! You must be y/n?” The older woman smiles, reaching her arms out for a hug.

“Hi, yeah that’s me. Thank you so much for reaching out to me for this project, im beyond thrilled.” You send a soft smile her way.

“Of course! The team loved your work, we’re so glad to have you here. Let me show you where we’ll be shooting and you can get set up!” She leads you down the corridor into a large room, already set up with lights and props and a rack of clothes. She leaves you to get set up while she runs off to check on Joe.

His team provided you with a lot, so your set up didn’t take too long. About 20 minutes later you hear some chattering voices walking on to the set. Feeling a hand taking place in the middle of your back, you turn around.

“Hi, nice to meet you, i’m Joe.” Oh.My.Fucking.God. Was this man crafted by God himself? He looked different from his character on Stranger Things. Older. Bigger. Stronger. You could feel the heat rushing in your cheeks, and knew it was visible to anyone with a pair of eyeballs.

“Hi, im y/n. I’ll be shooting you today.” Stay professional.

“Yeah, i actually looked at some of your work. Very talented. Shall we get started?” He claps his hands together, rubbing them in a circular motion.

The shoot was going so well. You weren’t quite sure what you were expecting, but it was definitely better than what you had in mind. He was so fun, so charismatic, and open to any ideas you had.

It was nearing the end of the shoot, you had gotten a lot of great pictures but wanted one last pose from him. You were trying to get him to cross his foot over the other, with his knee bent out but it just was not working for him.

“Here, let me-“ You walked over to him, physically moving his legs around, and molding them to your liking. You felt a rush of heat move down his legs at your touch, but tried to push it to the back of your head.

You took your place back behind your camera, and noticed there was a bulge peeking through his trousers. A bigger bulge than what had already been there. He had a fucking boner.

“All right, i think we got some great pics. Why don’t we call it there?” You decide to end it, not wanting him to feel embarrassed. Plus, in your experience, editing boners out of pictures could be a bit of a bitch.

He scatters off to his dressing room quickly, as you start to pack up all of your equipment. The woman that greeted you earlier comes up behind you to say a few words before also packing up and leaving.

“Thank you so much for doing this, i think we got some really great shots. I’ve got a meeting i have to attend so i’m going to head out, but you can leave whenever you want to. Tony at the front desk will lock up behind you.“ She turns to walk away, “Oh! Also, Joe wanted to see you. His room is the second to the right.” She smiles before jogging out the door.

You walk up to his room, wondering what on earth he would want to see you for, thinking about everything that you could’ve possibly done wrong. You knock before opening the door slightly, “Hey Joe, Melissa told me you want to see me?”

“Yeah yeah, come in love.” You feel a throbbing in your pants at his words. “I just wanted to say thank you, and i had a lot of fun today. Uhm and,” He grabs your face and kisses you passionately. You haven’t been kissed like this in months. The throbbing grows more intense, before he quickly pulls away. “God, im so sorry. I don’t usually do this i swear. I just,” You take the initiative in grabbing his face, pulling him in for another passionate kiss.

Your lips are dancing with each other, and you can feel the hardening tent in his pants pushing against your thigh. You walk him over to the chair he was sitting in, lips never leaving each other’s, before he’s pushed back into it. You climb on top, straddling him before pulling your mouth off of his.

“Is this okay?” You ask before going any further.

“Baby, you can do anything you want to me right now. Just please touch me.” You slide off his lap, and place your knees on the floor. Your hand makes its way up from his ankle, until it reaches the bulge you were staring at all session.

He lets out a soft whimper as your hand ghosts over his crotch. You press your palm firmly into his lap, grabbing and rubbing his already hard dick through his pants.

You look up at him, asking for permission to continue, as he nods. You unbutton his jeans and slowly pull them down his legs, taking his boxers with them. His cock springs out the top, and you swear you’ve never seen a more beautiful sight. It’s big, bigger than you thought it would be, and thick. If someone asked you what the perfect cock looked like, you would point them in this man’s direction.

You don’t waste any time teasing him, sinking your mouth down fully, taking his entire length into your mouth until it hits the back of your throat.

“Holy fuck- yeah suck my cock baby. Just like that.” He moans, as his hands take place in your hair. You’re bobbing your head up and down, keeping just the right pace. He pulls your hair harder every time he hits the back of your throat, and you can feel your panties getting soaked through.

“Can i- can i fuck you baby? I’m gonna cum soon and i’d love it to be in your cunt.” You don’t respond. Instead, you stand up from your place on the floor, sliding your underwear off underneath your dress, keeping eye contact with him the entire time.

He’s sitting back, hand rubbing up and down his own member while he watched you. You lift the bottom of your dress, giving him access to your dripping pussy, and do the same. Rubbing your own fingers up and down in between your folds. You’re both staring at each other, watch the other get themselves off, as the room turns into nothing but a mixture of moaning and wet sounds filling the space.

Once you’ve worked yourself up enough, you climb back on top of him, slowly guiding his cock inside of you. It takes a second to adjust to his size, but once you do start moving, it’s as if you died and went to heaven.

Throwing your head back in pleasure, Joe attaches his lips to your neck. He immediately finds your sweet spot, and starts sucking.

“Oh my fucking god, Joe. You feel so fucking good.” You’re moving your hips in circles as he grabs two fistfuls of your ass, rubbing your cheeks as you continue to ride him. “My god im gonna cum already, can i come for you Joe?”

He lifts his head from his spot on your neck, “Yeah, come for me baby. Wanna feel your juices on my fat cock.” That was enough for you to explode. Your nails dig into the back of his shoulders, as your walls are clenching around him.

“Shit shit shit.” He groans into your ear, as you feel his hot load shooting up inside of you.

You rest your head on his shoulder, as your breathing starts to calm down. He places his arms around you, holding you in place as you try to come down.

Once you’re able to breathe normally again, you lift yourself off of him, putting your underwear back on as he does the same.

“I’m sorry i came inside you. i can give you money for plan b if you need it.” He says, as he buttons his pants back up.

“Don’t worry, im on birth control. Should be fine.” You smile back at him.

He stands up, gathering his things before walking you out the door.

“Hey do you wanna go get a drink?” He asks, jingling his car keys in front of you.

You smile, “Sure, i’d love that.”

[munsonology]

Alright Sav I just gotta tell you

Because truthfully you have the best anons and I want to be a good anon but also cause I know YOU in particular will enjoy this lil story

So this guy im talking to, ya know putting on the moves to, batting my lashes and shit. Hes a lil shy. A sweetheart truly. Blushing and all. Every time we've talked and been one on one he has been this way, but he can be a lil more outspoken in group dynamics. But he's sweet.And im like I am gonna get this man. I am gonna ride him into the sunset, fuck the horse.

We stsrt kissing. Im not even sure how or what happened cause I was in charge, I am like 75% dom but he switched up on me from being a blushing flustered mess to being a cocky in charge SOB and he pushed me into that 25% subspace so quick. Which was HOT. He also constantly checked in, and not in a self conscious nervous "am I doing good?" Way but a "I know I'm rocking you're world, but you doing ok? Still green? Cool cool". Like, bare minimum, but he ensured consent and checked in AS ANY PARTNER SHOULD

And then I came. Which was amazing cause I never come that quickly. And then to skip the boring bits (definitely not boring but im just too lazy and fucked out thinking about this to type it) he starts hitting that spot. Im seeing stars, gasping. I can tell im about to come, which lucky if I do once causs some men are all talk and no game. All he says is "be a good girl and come for me" and it hit. My head is fuzzy and bitch I am floating. I heard him say something and I have 0 clue what, I still don't. Cause I come to and look at him and his face is one of shock and lust and I looked down and bitch!!! I squirted!! It was like I was a super soaker, just sprayed him. Never done that before and idk if I ever will again but i

OH MY GOD BESTIE!!!!! First thank you for sharing 💕 I’m so happy y’all feel comfortable with me to share y’all’s many adventures :)

I love you and my anons so much! They’re the sweetest and horniest folks on the internet and we just get each other, it’s so delightful!

And I’m LIVING for this this guy you’re seeing. He sounds like an ambivert like me (but I heavily lean introvert depending on the situation). He sounds so cute and cuddly but that switch tho!!!! This is literally what I talk about switch!eddie doing to fem reader 😭 in the middle of play and he just doms and throws you on your back and fucks you stupid, eats your 🐱 until you give in to all his demands!!!!

The gasp I screamed in my head when you said super soaker 🥵🥵🥵 like he wasn’t even trying and you’re Niagara Falls

Tumblr won’t let me post my peppa pig scream so here’s this rando guy and mother monster!

Now every time y’all are together he’s gonna try to make you squirt I just know it in my filthy soul 😭😭😭😭

[chronicowboy]

2022 writing review

so its 2023, so what? better to review a year with a little bit of distance methinks

tagged by @kitkatpancakestack hope ur 2023 is going well so far muah <3

1. Number of stories posted to AO3: 42 oh lord

2. Word count posted for the year: 297,700 (mortifying)

3. Fandoms I wrote for: 9-1-1

4. Pairings: buck/eddie

5. Story with the most: 

kudos: please? (can't say no) 1,220 kudos

bookmarks: the persistence of memory 386 bookmarks

comment threads: the persistence of memory 119 threads

6. Work I’m most proud of (and why): ooooof i was gonna say the persistence of memory just because of the sheer word count and that i love the story but im actually really proud of my gilmore girls au all you have to do is call my name (i'll be there) because i wrote 40k words in under a week and for once i wasn't wondering about if people would read it i wrote it for me (and my beloved elke) honourable mentions to 1001 reasons to not get drunk with your sister's boyfriend and any of my ravi pov fics because they're silly but i love them all the same and my amnesia collection

7. Work I’m least proud of (and why): hmmm probably we don't go through the glass doors because it was half-formed but i still posted it, i basically just saw that gif of peeta pressing his forehead against the forcefield for katniss in the jabberjay scene and i was like but what if it was buddie and yeah i just do not know why i posted it ig

8. Share or describe a favorite review you received: any comments i've had saying that i should be a writer for the show makes me want to scream such as "this is soooooooooooo good!!!! its so perfectly and wonderfully devastating and heartbreaking and emotional and warm and soft. you write the firefam's dialogue SOOO WELL! they should add you as a staff writer tbh. ���❤❤❤❤❤" on (tpom surefire way to make me happy is to compliment my dialogue and the 118 dynamics)

9. A time when writing was really, really hard: at the moment tbh i have so much uni work to do and an original piece of fiction im 200+ pages into and i'm trying to do all of that at once so the fic has fallen to the wayside a little

10. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you: god this is really difficult and it definitely doesn't help that i can barely remember anything about my fics but um i guess character-wise its a surprise whenever i write taykay as an actual character rather than just a mention through gritted teeth lol but um scene-wise maybe just my whole albert pov fic what are you doing home? we thought you were babysitting just because its not something i'd normally write (eddie is only mentioned how uncharacteristic of me!!)

11. A favourite excerpt of your writing: oh god um i am so proud of lots of bits to my writing so i'm going to try to limit myself

just all of my surrealism weaved into 9-1-1, what's your fantasy? to kind of hint that buck's dreaming

the realisation scene in flatpack furniture and a djungelskog

"It'll be pretty cool, right?" Eddie's talking, but Buck can barely hear it over the static ringing in his ears. "To look at it and know that we made it together—"

You don't find it, son, you make it.

Its nothing special. Its nothing out of the ordinary.

There's nobody in this world I trust more with my son than you.

There's an Alan key sitting in his open palm, ever so slightly warmed by Eddie's hand.

I know you did.

Its nothing special. Its nothing out of the ordinary.

You two have an adorable son.

Eddie passes him tools at work all the time without him asking. They've suffered the telepathy jokes a million times.

Shouldn't it be when you're at your worst, they're at their worst, you have every reason to give up and you still decide you want to try again.

this scene from the only try day is wednesday because i originally hated this fic until i reread this moment

The picture catches the flames, curling up at the bottom corners, colours melting away and consuming Eddie and Christopher whole before finally, finally taking Buck too.

Because that's the thing. If Eddie is in there, if he's— Then that's what's going to happen. The fire takes Eddie first. Then, Christopher. Christopher who loses two parents and gets stuck with a Buck, a Buck he'll grow to resent because Buck's the reason Eddie was here in the first place, because Buck didn't save Eddie. So, the fire will take Buck finally.

And it will take him violently. It will ravage him, turn him to ash and sift it through their fingers until he's nothing but a few chunks of burnt bone. It will take him, consume him, ruin him. And he'll be dead, in every way that counts. He's already dying now.

Buck refuses to let it happen.

He'll die. He'll die before Chris can resent him because that would finish him off. Losing Christopher, losing Christopher to hatred and loathing, that would kill him. And that death would be much more violent than any chaos fire could wreak.

this scene in memory (all alone in the moonlight)

"Eddie, can we not do this?" Sighing, Buck looks up at the ceiling. "I'm missing five years of my life. I feel like shit. I really don't need you coming in here acting all weird."

Eddie lets out a breath and takes a step forward.

"What do you need from me, Buck?"

And, fuck, that question really shouldn't bring tears to his eyes, but. But Buck's spent his whole life being the one asking that question and now he doesn't even know the person who knows him well enough to ask it.

"I need my best friend." He whispers.

Eddie's face crumbles and he crosses the space between them in three steps, settling onto the edge of the bed and pulling Buck into his chest. Buck clutches at his Henley as he tries to compose himself, but Eddie's hand settles heavy at the base of his skull.

"Hey, don't do that." Eddie murmurs. "Just let it go, Buck."

And so, Buck breaks—for the second time in as many days—in a relative stranger's arms.

Eventually, when the tears have subsided and Buck finds the energy to be embarrassed about dirtying Eddie Diaz's shirt with snot and tears, he sits back in his bed and scrubs at his face.

"Thanks." He rasps.

"You don't have to thank me for that, Buck." Eddie offers him a cup of water and a handful of tissues. "I know you don't remember it, but we promised to have each other's backs and I don't plan on breaking that anytime soon."

"Fuck." Buck wipes at his eyes with the tissues until Eddie pries it from his hand and takes over for him, soft and gentle enough to have the tears springing to life all over again. "I really want to hate you." Eddie laughs.

12. How did you grow as a writer this year: honestly just sheer volume of writing, for most of my writing life i was always so perfectionist and adamant that i couldn't move on until this one project was polished and perfect but this year i've written and written and written and let myself abandon projects and have rough first drafts yknow

13. How do you hope to grow next year: hmm idk really maybe just write even more and branch out a little in what i'm writing

14. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer, beta, cheerleader, etc): @danielsousa my love, my heart, my rock!!!!! honestly probably wouldn't have written half as much if it weren't for elke cheering me on for the gilmore girls au and sending me screenshots of my writing that made her want to kill me

15. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year: oh much i'm sure, i put myself into everything i write intentionally or not just because its such a personal thing for me but um in persistence of memory all the timeloop media references and agents of shield as i have always been reference specifically

16. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers: read and write! nothing is ever going to help you as much as that. read fics yes, but read books and poetry anthologies and non-fiction! and write! write fic, write shitty poetry in your notes app, write short fiction, start a book. in the wise words of shia la boeuf JUST DO IT

17. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year: ohhh okay so i have plans for two very big buddie aus an agents of shield au where fitzsimmons are technically henchim but buddie gets their romantic scenes, and then a national treasure au because i am a SUCKER for those films and chimney as riley is something that can be soooo personal

18. Tag some writers whose answers you’d like to read: ummm just anyone who wants to do this?? feel free to say i tagged you because my brain isn't working!!

[chobani-flip]

i mean, i KNEW that that was the reason for the BoB freakouts, but wow this one really just screams the quiet part out loud, huh?

honestly, watching the anons across my dash has been kind of horrifying and entertaining, but this one makes me really sad for them in a way that none of the others do.

not that there's any chance of the og anon reading this, but:

"ships are a full time job. you MARRY your ship"

i mean this sincerely, anon:

seek help.

find another hobby. im not saying to stop watching the show, but for god's sake, you have to have something else in your life. you cannot rely on a network television show to provide all of your fulfillment and self-actualization.

if shipping buck and eddie, two fictional characters in a fictional world, has the same place of importance in your life as a full time job, you need other activities as well to occupy your time and tie you back to the real world

if shipping buck and eddie is something that you see yourself committed to on the same level of exclusivity as marriage, you need to interact with people in your real life more and form bonds with them that will let you have fulfilling relationships in your actual real life

I don't know who you are. I have absolutely no idea what your life is like, BoB(s), but it sounds like you're really really sad. And I'm sorry. Real life sucks sometimes, a lot of the time, actually. But that's the life you've got. And it's not going to get better by you screaming your pain and rage at people on the internet, trying to make them miserable because "they're ruining it" and if only they listened to you and did just this one thing, why can't they help you with this one thing, maybe finally you could feel a sliver of happiness.

all of yall jumping ship dont understand the way this works. ships are for life, a full time job. you MARRY your ship, what the fuck is it with bucktommy shippers? abandoning buddie bc what? a white, strong, "handsome" (he isnt even fucking handsome) man showed up? talk about RACISM! shame on you all, shame!

jesus you must be fun at parties

[eddie-munsons-blog]

“But GOD FUCKING DAMMIT! Let it overflow! Do something stupid! I’m stupid! Do me! I’M YOURS! Fuck, I've never been courted like that! Makes my fucking brain melt!”

To Eddie ♡

Oh eddie… I- I don’t even know what to say- your blushing? Hiding behind your hair? Because of ME. LITTLE OL ME. the “IM YOURS” line made me scream into my pillow so thanks a lot. I know you are eddie- I know EXCALTY how you are and that’s why I like you so much…and yeah I might seem really excited and confident now but- Eddie I’m a nobody..I’m not loud in public like you- and I’m shy..YOU make me shy..

Everything about you gets me flustered! I CANT tell you who I am..you don’t even know me. But I know you..and Eddie your best guy there ever was and you get a lot of attention..I’m just a spec in your world. But I’m trying out here..I like writing to you. I like making you feel special because it’s what you deserve eddie..and honestly I can’t contain the way I feel about you so this helps me a lot. I have thought and written pages about! With lipstick kisses all over the paper it’s embarrassing. But I’m telling you because you need to know someone out here is that crazy about you. Anytime is see something- for example this leather jacket I saw at the thrift store- I think of you..and this one metallic silver nail polish I have..you! And the time I went out with my friends and I saw this guy- with long dark hair I thought my heart was gonna burst out of my chest..but he wasn’t you when he turned around..

And my friends oh my friends try so hard to make me move on..but I never could. Id never be able to move on eddie, you consume me. I don’t care if all I get to do is watch from a far it’s enough for me as long as it’s you..

Is it true your hitting your pillow right now? *Thank you Percy* <3

also I told myself I’d stop with two letters of me acting pathetic but here I am..

~ From your secret admirer ♡

I appreciate your honesty. I know I seem dangerous, dangerously loud, with dangerous opinions that more than not make me enemies... But don't put me on a pedestal. As much as being complemented by you flatters me, I'm just a guy. A loud loser, really.

You act as though you have nothing to give, and I’m holding the keys to the world. Yet I am the one that is empty-handed while you bring gift upon gift in the form of kindness.

Do you know how hard it is when your heart longs for somebody it doesn't know? I don't know what you look like, I don't even know your name, and yet I feel like burning alive with every letter of yours.

At least you can admire me from afar, have your mind run loose over me. I have nothing, even though knowing your feelings is everything!

I promise you that through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, I will find a way to have this work whenever you're ready.

So, I beg of you, let your friends stay ingnoted and don't move on from me—Stay. Stay right here with me, hidden away behind a letter. For love is only a four-lettered word that I will lay at your feet, kneeling before you.

✨Percy’s note✨: Jesus Christ. Can you believe that's the same guy that flunked English twice? He's probably turning this whole thing into a song as we speak—well, no. He lies there on the carpet and is dramatically dying like his own personal brand of Romeo. 🙄

[archerincombat]

prison...eddie going to jail that one time...sadness over shannon’s death and buck’s lawsuit projected into anger —> eddie breaking up with ana..buck pulling away...buddie fight?...hostage situation

[pedgito]

Okay but husband Eddie begging reader for a baby and then fucking her with so much love please PLEASE BABE IM CRAVING THIS

author’s note: this idea sent me down a rabbit hole of emotions, jesus christ

cw: 18+ (minors, shoo!), fem!reader, breeding kink (sorta), lots of fluff and comfort to an emotional reader, just really sappy shit y’all

word count: 1.1k

It was a constant debate between the both of you. Marriage first, kids later. And now, with marriage out of the way, it was the only thing on Eddie’s mind.

“Please, baby,” He was on the ascent of a rant, and he would hit the peak soon, “just one.”

“Stop saying it like that, Eddie.” It made it feel like he didn’t understand the weight of what he was saying. Just one, just one. It was never, just one. “Kids are a serious deal.”

He moves in closer, hand settling around the dip in your waist, the other coming up to rest at the nape of your neck, pulling you against him. You smile, soft and warm, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Don’t tell me you wouldn’t love having a mini Munson running around this house.” He thinks fondly, half him and half you, the tiny pitter patter of feet running through the house, a nest of beautiful ringlets curls bouncing with every step. “We’d make cute babies and you know it.”

You made a noise of discontent, “Let’s just hope they take after you—all that beautiful hair, cute button nose,” You poke his nose gently, watching his face scrunch up. “But seriously, Eddie, this isn’t something to joke about. This is a lifelong commitment.”

“Baby, I’m committed to this, as long as you need me, as long as our kids need me.” His voice is raw, like he’s holding back emotion. It was often that you saw him like this, always holding himself together for you—not the other way around. You frowned slightly, moving your hand to cup his face, rubbing at the apple of his cheek with your thumb, smoothing out his worry lines.

“Let’s try, then.” You say softly, “We’ll see where it takes us.”

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“Fuck, baby—God, I love you so much.” His thrusts are slow, but forceful, taking his sweet, sweet time. He's making those soft noises into your shoulder, fingers digging into the delicate skin of your thigh, hip pulled up higher on one particular snap of his hips, forcing his name out in a cry, and then again, and again.

"Eddie, please," You beg for no real rhyme or reason, you just wanted him--wanted him to hold you, kiss you, bring you right to the brink of pleasure and back again, wanted to be consumed by him, "please."

It's a silent plea, the words hanging off the tip of your tongue. Your hands grip the sheets in anguish, the feeling of being so full off of Eddie's dick that you can't even think straight. Sex was always special with him, he always made sure to take care of you.

"You drive me fuckin' crazy." His voice is strained, barely above a whisper. "Just want to fuck you full--want to see how good you'd look carry my babies." It was different from the usual dirty talk, but given the subject matter, it made all the sense in the world. It peaked an interest in you that you had no idea existed, not until he's speaking those words to you, in the confines of the four walls of your bedroom, a place sacred for you and him. "Can't even think how beautiful you'd look, all round and pregnant."

You try to force the small bubble of laughter back down, but it escapes you. It feels ridiculous, but you can't find it in you to ask him to stop. "What? Too much?" Eddie asks, coming back to earth for the time being, having lost himself in the moment.

"No, no." Your breathless when you answer, hands resting against your chest as his pace slows again, taking the chance to look you in the eye. "It's--it's really good. I don't mind."

"Good." He agrees, leaning forward to nip at the skin on your jawline, hands gripping your waist, thumbs barely grazing the apex of your thighs, pulling you flush against him, burying his dick as deep as it would go. "Gotta make sure it all stays in, right?"

You nod earnestly, bottom lip pulled between your teeth, gasped pulled out of your chest on a particularly rough thrust of his hips. "Need you to come in me, baby." Your voice is wrecked, "Want you to come in."

Eddie's fucking up into you with fervor, somehow still maintaining his soft exterior in the way he's peppering kisses along your chest, your face, until he's pulling you in for a deep, bruising kiss that leaves you moaning into his mouth, his hand reaching between the both of you is an afterthought, until he's bringing you to an orgasm quicker than you expect, clinging on to him like your life depended on it. "Oh, Eddie, baby—" You sob, unexpectedly overcome with emotion.

Eddie comes almost immediately after, it hitting him just as hard, hips buried to the hilt inside of you. The thing about Eddie, despite how often he speaks up during sex, is almost silent when he comes. His eyebrows knitted together, mouth hung open slightly, eyes shut tight—like he can’t seem to catch his breath for a moment. He collapses on you, still mindful of his body weight, before rolling off onto his side.

It isn’t until a few seconds after that he realizes you’d been crying, a mess of tears and small, quiet sobs.

“Hey, hey—“ His voice is soothing, a soft hush that you found helped keep you grounded. He always knew just the right way to comfort you. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” You respond, wiping away the few tears that had ran down your face. It seemed silly, the idea that you could get so emotional out of nowhere, but the thing was—you couldn’t help how loved Eddie made you feel. “Everything is perfect.”

And it was, it truly was. Your life, his life—it melded together perfectly.

“I love you,” It was his special way of saying ‘goodnight’ or ‘sweet dreams’, but it also meant exactly what he wanted to say, those three little words being the driving force in your relationship. It was reassurance on bad days, the feeling of fondness on the days you couldn’t stop laughing, but it was also the feeling of anticipation, of what you had to look forward to in your future together, “I love you so fuckin’ much.”

You lean forward slowly, kissing the bridge of his nose. His eyes were heavy, half closed—both from exhaustion and post-orgasmic bliss.

“I want this to work, but part of me—” Eddie laughs into your cheek, hiding his face away from view, “I really just want it to fail a few times so I can fuck you like that again.”

“Eddie!” You squeal, swatting him playfully against his arm. “You can’t just say stuff like that.”

“Would fuck you again, right now, if I wasn’t so tired,” You laugh, burying his face into your chest, running his curls through your fingers. It helped him fall asleep faster, he speaks through a yawn, “but, that’s why there’s always tomorrow.”

[supergraphicultramodernboy]

ok its under the cut. ive never watched a second of supernatural and this is Old

"Hello hot gay cas" winchester smiled with his multiple teeth

hi" castiel twirled his hair..

"so" winchester smiled with his multiple teeth "can you go on a gay date with me to dennys"

"of course" caa kissed him on the lips for 3

dean drove them to dennys in his big and masculine boy guy truck (the t in truck stands for testonteront)

"so what are you getting boytoy ctie pie <3" cas asked

"im getting the big boy guy testosterone big tit burger with extra men" deen responded just like his idol and ex lover dr sexy.

"thats so cool and sexy kf you im getting the meal"

"cool" dean louise winchester saw the waitress walk by and she was claire!!

"omg hi claire kiddo im on a date with my passionate lover castiel. can i get the big boy toe lickin guy testosterone big tit daddy burger"

"with extra men?"

nods yes

"thanks ill have the meal" cas said and the waitress claire walked away

"you know why i ordered the daddy burger because i have daddy issues"

Cas looked into Dean's deep-as-a-galaxy eyes, yearning to reach out and say what he needed to hear. In his heart he knew that he couldn't avoid telling this sensitive concern to his lover a second longer.

"dean burgers cant be your dad. stop trying to get adopted by the burgers you do this every time they don't have hands''

"Maybe burgers cant but I can!" A bisexual walked up to the table

"Oh my god jts eddie Brock from venom!!!!!!!!!!" dan and cas said

Edward slammed the adoption papers onto the table. "I love you son."

"Why does this sound like a goodbye…"

"dean stop saying that every time someone says they love you"

"Ok sorry honeybins ilysm"

Ediie gave a thumbs up to the camera and left right as their food came.

"one big boy meat sexy toe lickin guy wet testosterone daddy burger with extra men and one meal"

"Thanks luv u!" Castiel gave a piece sign.

they began munching on the tastey morsels with their multiple teeth in dennys.

"Cas, I love you. So much. I just wanted to say that." Dean looked up from his burger and smiled.

Cas grabbed his lover's hand, gently running his thumb across it. "I love you too."

suddenly, dean finished his big boy meat sexy juicy toe lickin guy wet testosterone moist daddy burger with extra men at the same time cas finished his meal

they frenched on the table for 7 and got pie on the way out it was very cool thumbsup they got gay married too and teleported to gay sex world

thinking about her (my year and a half old destiel joke fic)

[lilacwineandthesinkingsun]

It's going to take some time..

AN: i dont knooow..

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

Part 2 here.

When you opened your eyes, you faintly saw two siluettes around the unfamiliar room, but you did not know who they were. So you just stared around as your eyes slowly adjusted to the lights. One of them noticed and jumped up to hold your hand.

-(Y/n).. baby, oh my god.. thank god you woke up. - said on with shorter hair.

-I.. what happened? Who are you? - you whispered looking at him then the long haired man.

They looked confused and panicked for a moment. Looking at eachother.

-You fell and hit your head pretty bad.. I guess.. thats why you dont... you dont.. - he dropped your hand as the other man ran his hand through his wild hair as he finished the sentence. - remember us...

-Im i supposed to know you? Who is (Y/n)? - you were really confused. You didn't know them, nor where you were. They could've kidnapped you and this could just be a sick game.

The short haired man tossed his cup to the wall before storming out of the room, leaving the other one sigh.

-That was Steve.. your fiancé.

-I don't have a fiancé and i don't know any Steve... i .. is this a game? did you kidnap me? - you looked around franctically.

-Shh.. it is okay. You'll memories will come back. In the meantime you can ask me anything. I am Eddie.

-Eddie.. - you tried his name. You liked how it rolled off your tongue.

-Yes, Eddie.. Now while Steve calms down, do you want to know anything? Do you need anything? - he asked with concern.

-Water would be nice.. then i don't know.. tell me who i was before.. you know.. - you smiled a little pointing at your head.

He told you stories about your old self until your head started to hurt. When they gave you painkillers you fell asleep fast so he left to find his friend.

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-WHy doesn't she remember me Eds? - he asked walking around the waiting room anxiously.

-She will Steve.. Don't worry.. You just need to calm down. We need to help her remember. Take it slow. Do you wanna go in and talk with her? - Eddie asked and Steve nodded.

When he entered the room, you made yourself smaller in the bed.

-I am sorry for before.. I shouldn't have.. it's it's not your fault.. i just.. i wasn't ready for you not to remember me..

-I am sorry S-S-Steve. - you said tears streaming down your face. He stepped closer trying to cup your face but you flinched away, whimpering. He nodded sadly and took a few steps back.

-You don't have anything to be sorry for.. I would wait a hundred years for you.. I love you (Y/n).. - he said before leaving struggling with his own tears. You didn't know him, but your heart ached for him. It must be painful to him, but you simply didn't remember him, didn't remember any feelings for him.

Eddie came into the room, quick on your side.

-May i? - he asked before you nod that he could swipe off the tears.

-Do you wanna talk about it? - he asked.

-I don't really know what to say. You told me he was my fiancé before.. but.. i just.. i have no recollection of him.. He scares me... - you looked at Eddie with fresh tears in your eyes. He carefully hugged you, kissing the top of your head in silence letting you calm down. It wasn't easy for anyone.

That night Steve and Eddie shared a beer in the parking lot, sitting his Eddie's van.

-Will you take care of her? - Steve asked as Eddie cocked an eyebrow.

-Isn't that your... - he started to say but Steve cut him off.

-It was, but i can see she is scared of me. We don't know when will her memory return, if it will at all... In the meantime i know i can trust you to take care of her.. She is not scared of you... I'll... i'll bring her stuff to yours.. - Steve said, and Eddie just nod at him sadly.

A few days later you were ready to be released from the hospital. You stood at the etrance, Eddie next to you. You got closer to him over the last few days as he was the only one that visited. This new, unknown world scared you, so you instinctively took his hand, interlacing your fingers. He looked at you with sad eyes before leading you to his van.

-You were .. um.. living with Steve but in the meantime we thought it would be better if you'd stay in my spare room if that is okay with you. - he looked at you briefly before focusing back on the road.

-If.. if i loved him.. and we were engaged.. why don't i remember him? Why cant i? All i know is that i am terrified of him now.. He is sudden and angry.. so so angry all the time.. Did i do something to make him angry? - you asked looking out the window.

-You didn't do anything. You had an accident. It is not something you or any of us had control over. You are alive and that is what matters. If your memories come back then it's good, if not.. then.. i don't know, we can try and tell you all you knew, and introduce you to this world again. All in you pace of course. For now you just need to rest and get well again. The rest will be still here in a few weeks time.

-I don't want to impose on your life... i .. do i have parents or like family to go to? I can't ask you to sacrifice your life for me Eddie.. - you asked only to make him look at you wth sad eyes.

-You only had us... I'm sorry.. And you are not imposing.. - was all he said. Years ago in highschool you were a couple, but he became distant, and then... when he didn't showed you love came Steve who did.. He decided to step back and let you be happy. You couldn't possibly be happy with him..

When he showed you to the room you looked around, before thanking him for letting you stay. He left you to make yourself at home in your new room when your head started to hurt so so badly.. You started seeing black spots as you whispered his name weakly. You collapsed on the floor of the room. He heard the tud, immediately checking on you. He picked you up carefully and set you in the bed. When you woke up the next day, he was laying next to you, reading a book. You took a few minutes looking at his features. Feeling all domestic, this just felt right. You felt that you laying next to him was the most natural thing in the whole world. After turning a page, he briefly looked at you, and you quickly shut your eyes. He smiled and thought you were adorable still.

-I know you are awake.. - he grumbled. You then opened your eyes, looking into his for a bit. It seemed like a long time even if it was just a few seconds.

-Before my injury.. was i.. was i a good person? - you asked.

-You were the kindest, most selfless person i know. You have the biggest heart that is capable of keeping us all in it.

-hmm.- you said as you turned on your side to look fully at him. He mirrored your actions after he set the book down.

-Won't your girlfriend be angry that i.. i live here now... ? - you asked staring into his eyes. He shoot a sad halfsmile before he caressed your face.

-No she won't.. i don't have one..

-Eddie.. - you whispered before he lifted his fingers from your face. -what.. what we were to eachother before?

-Why doll? - he didn't even notice the old nickname falling from his tongue at your close proximity. You blinked a few times before looking away from his face, playing with the edge of the blanket he put over you.

-Because i.. i i can't help but.. i don't know.. i feel this.. connection.. like being here with you like this is... natural.. it feels right.. - you said shyly.

He just scooted you closer to him as he hugged you to his chest. He did not say anything and you felt like you shouldn't push it either. You spent most of the day in your bed, reading, talking about fantasy stuff. When it was night again, he sat up on your bed.

-I.. i'll go to my room. - he said as he started to walk out.

-Eddie.. - you said almost immediately, puppy dog eyes looking at him. - can't you please.. stay.. i would be less... less stressed. - you asked.

-I shouldn't (Y/n).. you have a fiancé..

-One i am terrified of and don't remember...

-But he does.. and he is my friend.. I can't do this to any of us.. It took us long enough to be friends after.... - then he didn't finish the sentence. He just left. You felt tears streaming down your face. The next day you just laid there, not turning when he entered, not answering when he talked to you. You did not eat.. He came in late in the afternoon with joint hanging from his lips as he looked at you, pointed at you.

-You wanna know what we were? Okay, i will tell you.. You were mine.. but then i fucked up and you ended up in his arms.. and i couldn't even blame you because you were nothing but an angel to me. I wanted to spend my life with you.. and i still do.. but now.. now you have a fiancé who is also my best friend.. and no matter how my heart yearns for you.. i cannot have you.. i never deserved you... - he said. You turned around, your face in level with his tear stricken one. He started into your eyes as you got closer and closer, as you cupped his face. He only closed his eyes, when you softly kissed him. He tried so hard not to respong, not to take you in his arms.. But this was all he wanted for years.. He loved Steve.. but then again he loved you way more than anything else in his life. He slowly kissed you back. His free hand found your waist and scooted you closer to him, then you ended up in his lap. When you both were breathless he touched his forehead to yours, eyes still closed.

-We shouldn't... - he whispered.

-I don't remember anything.. what if... what if this was your opportunity to find happiness... or to realize that i am not it for you? - you asked while you played with his hair.

-I know you are it. I have always known.. But i am not a good person doll.. I lost you once already...i cannot bear to lose you again once your memory comes back... - he said hugging you closer.

-It has been weeks Eddie.. i... i don't think it will...

-And what should i tell Steve? that him being agressive in the hospital room basically pushed you back into my arms even though you said you'll marry him? - you then looked at him, eyes flashing with hurt and new tears, as you stood up, walking towards the door.

-You don't need to tell him anything.. i will keep my distance.. but i also cannot marry him.. I see he is important to you... go talk to him.. share a beer or some shit.. - you said, before walking out the trailer. You didn't remember the town but your legs knew the way. You found yourself in the forest. You found a pack of cigarettes in Eddie's leather jacket that you took on your way out. You walked some more and found yourself at a lake.

-Lover's lake... - you whispered. You don't know how you knew but... you knew this was it. You sat down and smoked a cigarette. You heard a few shouts from afar, then steps, multiple steps.

You heard running from both your sides, and you looked at neither of them, still smoking.

They eyes met, jaw clenching.

-You said you'd take care of her... - Steve said angrily, trying to contain himself.

-I shouldn't have to if you didn't scare her right after waking up...

They were ready to jump at eachothers neck. And you couldn't care less..

-Don't play the knight Munson.. she ended up here all alone.. anything could've happened.. do you not care for her?

-Do i not care for her? - Eddie asked before repeating the sentence louder. You stood up, putting out your cigarette with the heel of your converse as you shoved your hands in the pockets of the jacket.

You sighed, looked at them. And started walking.

-Where are you going? - Steve asked with venom laced in his words.

-I am leaving. My memories aren't gonna return. I cannot be with you, you scare me, i don't feel safe.. then him.. he rejects me because your friendship is valuable to him. And i know better even without my memories to stand between that. I'm leaving.. - you said then you walked away..

[youngbloodlisk]

9-1-1 and Lone Star reactions (5/2/22)

9-1-1 (May Day)

i wanna fuck this Claudette bitch up

Albert clean shaven again?? thank god

i'd still set the world on fire for angela bassett

i used to like Josh but lately i feel like his character has been so weird like ooc and super annoying

those two just standing by sipping their coffee watching May go tf OFF at Claudette iconic truly

Eddie to the rescue

THE ALARM ISNT WORKING OH FUCK

oh this is crazy. Albert? Monday??? dude

wait so they're RIGHT above the blazing fire and not noticing any heat or anything. i mean i guess? cause like shoes they wouldn't feel the floor getting warm if that's a thing that would happen? idk im not a firefighter lmao i might be being stupid that just seems odd

okay okay NOW right after I type that Claudette goes "why is it so hot in here" Okay nvm ig!

NO WAIT SO THE FIRE WAS RIGHT OUTSIDE THE ROOM NO OKAY I FEEL LIKE THEY WOULDVE NOTICED THAT A LITTLE EARLIER THAN JUST NOW LOL

if they're abt to make me sympathize for Claudette........im not sympathetic towards rude bitches who are proud of their rudeness idk sorry!

like yeah that seriously sucks and im rlly genuinely sorry that happened to you Claudette BUT too many shows have shitty characters with poorly written sob story redemption plotlines that are meant to make me forgive their behavior. and im not forgiving your behavior bc of this!

"Josh, you're a dispatcher, not a firefighter. Today, you're a guest in this house."

"He's been waiting months to say that."

AS HE SHOULD YEP YEP YEP GET HIS ASS EDDIE

sorry maybe im being too rude to Josh for no reason i just can't stand him anymore 😭

i like Carson can we keep him around he's fun

Eddie getting Buck to stfu abt the fire-truck-on-leg aftermath god they're the greatest duo. Now kiss ffs

BOBBY ARE YOU CRAZY

yeah no time to wait around and share meaningful looks GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE ITS ON FIRE

you can't just make me watch Albert almost die and then trap May and Bobby under the ceiling AND THEN cut to a goddamn lowe's commercial

the 118 coming together to try to save Bobby im not crying youre crying shut up

THEYRE OKAY THANK GOD for a second i was thinking one of them was gonna be dead and i was RLLY gonna be crying then

YES EDDIE man knows where he belongs

Evan Buckley im gonna smack you if you don't stop treating Taylor like this I hate Taylor but I also hate Lucy and yknow what i hate the most? Buck's vanishing character development idk

May calling Bobby her dad IM NOT CRYING YOURE CRYING SHUT UP

pre Lone Star comment: im hoping this week's episode has a little Marjan cause i missed her last week there was hardly any of her i missed my girlfriend ! but judging by the preview i am not very hopeful for much Marjan screentime SO MAYBE NEXT WEEK

(back to 9-1-1 this episode isn't over yet)

i may dislike Josh but the mlm rep ! woohoo !

han brothers <<<3333 i love them

WOAH THEY KILLED OFF CLAUDETTE????

wow and something's up with Monday OH MY GOD THE PREVIEW FOR NEXT WEEK????? HOLY SHIT

9-1-1: Lone Star (Shift-less)

BANGER song in the beginning omg this song always reminds me of the Psych episode Talk Derby to Me cause it plays at the end when Shawn and Jules are skating together god i love Psych

dude what just- Tyler???

are pay phones wired to like not require money if you dial 911. cause like Owen didn't pay for the call and that would make sense cause it's the emergency line

i'm gonna Google it

YEP yep they can't charge for emergency calls that makes so much sense i had never even thought abt that

omg i forgot abt Wyatt

did Judd just throw up a peace sign cause oh my god that's funny

sidenote: im drinking an energy drink while watching these. it's currently 1am. im surely gonna regret this

room 127? 127?? nct 127?? alexa play superhuman

im rlly enjoying looking into Owen's childhood. as heart-wrenching as it is, it gives his character a further depth that was needed

THE CLOWNNNNN OHHHHH

oh god Judd oh no

"Hey, Wyatt, look at the damn thing. You ain't gonna make it worse." i laughed i love Judd sm

i mean he DID say he'd scream and pass out !

follow up on the pre Lone Star comment: no Marjan whatsoever i still miss my girlfriend this is devastating

no cause i relate so hard to Wyatt being all panicky not knowing what to do until Judd passes out and he's basically alone to figure it out himself. i work so much better, even under pressure, when no one is watching me

i love May + Bobby having their "she called me dad" moment AND Wyatt + Judd having their "he called me dad" moment in the same night that's so fun

Overall Comments

it seems 9-1-1 is still adhering more to the format of emergency calls, while Lone Star is more fleshing out the MCs' storylines.

i don't think one is better than the other necessarily, but i do miss having more consistency with Lone Star's format. but the storylines they're working with are pretty damn good and they're actually making me CARE abt the first responders' lives outside of the job. given that the show is meant to be centered around the job.

in 9-1-1 i'm usually less invested in the non-emergency storylines but i think that's because it feels like an afterthought for 9-1-1 while for Lone Star it's more of the focus now. that's interesting.

although, Lone Star focusing more on MC storylines does mean we see some character wayyyyy more than others and i don't like that very much. i miss seeing more of marjan and paul and all of them cause it feels like we're focusing so much on owen, judd's family, and even tk. love them all and love their plotlines.

just wish there was a better character balance in Lone Star. but the same could be said for 9-1-1 sometimes so yknow 🤷

right i think that's all i wanna say thank you and goodnight it's 2am !

[untold90210]

The Burning Flames

Relationship: Eddie x Reader

Warning: swearing. violence. Vol 2 spoilers

My Eddie Munson fix it fic because I need it.

Takes place right after the most metal concert ever!

The bats were coming from everywhere. You could hear them slamming themselves against the bedroom door. Dustin was climbing up the sheet rope into the right side world. Eddie had planted himself between you and the door.

Eddie. Oh sweet Eddie. You knew you were screwed from the first time you laid eyes on that man, when Dustin and Max showed up to your door saying they needed help with their friend, and finding him in that boat house. God he was so scared.

You two were inseparable from the moment you awoke to his voice over the walkie talkie one night and ended up talking till the sun started to peak through the windows.

Robin knew the crush you had on him. You think Dustin knew too by the looks he would give you every now and then. Mostly eye rolls as Robin would smirk and try to push you two together. She even tripped you once knowing you would fall straight into Eddies arms. You were a blushing mess but you could have sworn you saw a blush on his cheeks as well.

But here you were in the upside down by his side refusing to leave it.

"Y/N! EDDIE! LETS GO!" Dustin screamed through the gate. You grabbed the sheet rope and started to climb feeling Eddies hands on your hips helping you up.

Once you fell through you watched as Eddie climbed up as well and falling through the gate. You could still hear the bats clawing their way through that bedroom door. Dustin made a run to the front door of Eddies trailer. You were close behind until you noticed Eddie wasn't behind you.

He was staring up at the gate with that look in his eye. His hand reached out for the sheet rope gripping it tightly.

"Eddie! What are you doing?" You asked the fear showing in your voice.

He looked over at you his mouth open like he was trying to speak but nothing was coming out.

"Eddie. Don't you fucking dare." Your words were harsh as you walked over to him with purpose.

"They need us.... I...I have to do this. I have to help them." His voice cracked as he spoke.

You swallowed at the lump in your throat. You could feel tears swelling up in your eyes. He stepped forward his hands cupping your face looking you in the eyes. "Its going to be ok..." He whispered.

"Were not heros Eddie! We run! That's what we do!" Dustin almost screamed from behind you. Eddies eyes didn't leave yours as your tears spilled over and fell down your cheeks. He wiped them away with that smile that always melted your heart.

"Im sorry..." He whispered even softer before leaning in to kiss your lips. He was kissing you. God he was finally kissing you. Your first and God Pease don't be the last kiss.

Before you knew it he was up that rope and into the upside down.

"EDDIE! STOP NO PLEASE!" you screamed up at him grabbing the rope and starting to climb. Dustin on your heels screaming up at him. And there it was. The rope was cut. You fell on your feet holding onto the rope crying looking up as Eddie moved the mattress and ran away from your vision.

"SHIT! FUCKING SHIT!" Dustin swore grabbing his head still screaming at the gate. Nope no. He was not doing this. If he was going to fight he sure as hell is not going to do it alone.

Your eyes searched the room. Chair. You grabbed it setting it under the gate. "Stay here!" You spoke to Dustin. He looked sick at just the thought.

You backed up as far as you could before jumping up onto the chair and up grabbing the side of the gate. You screamed trying to pull yourself through. It took everything you had.

Once you did you fell straight onto your back knocking the wind out of your lungs. You gasped for air grabbing your chest as your eyes came to focus to Dustin trying to jump to the gate.

Pulling yourself up you ran to the open door. "EDDIE!" you looked around not seeing anything. "FUCK!" Your back was screaming at you but you didn't care. You ran towards the sound of the bats. "EDDIE!!"

There he was. In the middle of a swam of bats. You panicked.

Old man Jimmys shed. OLD MAN JIMMYS SHED! There it was. Right infront of you. Why didn't you think of this before?! That old man was always ranting and raving about his flame thrower he swore up and down he had but never wanted to show anyone in fear of it being taken away or stolen.

"IM COMING EDDIE!!" you screamed sprinting to the shed. FUCK a pad lock. 2 pad locks! Shovel! You grabbed the shovel that was leaning against the shed and started smashing it onto the locks. 1 broken. And 2! Yes!

"Please be in here. For everything that is holy be in here!" You threw open the doors. And there it was. Locked and loaded. "Thank God"

Pulling it on you ran. You ran as fast as you could with that thing on your screaming back. Making it to the swam of bats you could see Eddie trying his best to fight them off. He didnt even know you there.

A tail wrapped around his neck slamming him to the ground. "EDDIE!" you screamed as you finally made it close enough.

Heat. Angry heat whipped across your face as the flames came spitting out. You screamed as you aimed it at the swam making sure not to get Eddie. "COME ON YOU BASTARDS!"

They were screeching in pain, in flames. FUCK the gas was running out and the flames were getting smaller. Before you knew it. They all just fell at once. You didn't understand. It was like it was a miracle.

You could hear Eddie gasp for air. You dropped the flame thrower. "EDDIE!"

You ran to him your eyes checking his body making sure he was ok. His eyes were wide in shock as you fell on your knees on either side of his hips. You bent down hands grabbing the sides of his face. Tears steamed down your face. "Are you ok?!"

He nodded still in shock. Your hands ran down his chest making sure he wasn't lying. You gripped his vest pulling him up into a sitting position. You smacked his chest.

"Don't you ever do that again Eddie munson!" You cried hitting his chest again. "I just got you Eddie! You, you cant just" you broke out into a sob unable to keep talking. His hands that were gripping your hips reached up and cupped your face.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" He spoke, You could see the tears in his eyes. You just shook your head. There it was again. That kiss. Those lips you thought you would never be able to feel again. Your arms wrapped around his neck loosely making sure not to hurt him.

When he pulled away he chuckled. "Old man Jimmys flame thrower huh?" You couldn't help but chuckle as well as you nodded.

"EDDIE! Y/N!" You both look into the distance seeing Dustin limp your way.

Eddie grabbed your chin turning your head towards him again. He shook his head with that smile before kissing you again and whispered against your lips.

"Lets go home..."

[pamesjatterson]

"Hello hot gay cas" winchester smiled with his multiple teeth

hi" castiel twirled his hair..

"so" winchester smiled with his multiple teeth "can you go on a gay date with me to dennys"

"of course" caa kissed him on the lips for 3

dean drove them to dennys in his big and masculine boy guy truck (the t in truck stands for testonteront)

"so what are you getting boytoy ctie pie <3" cas asked

"im getting the big boy guy testosterone big tit burger with extra men" deen responded just like his idol and ex lover dr sexy.

"thats so cool and sexy kf you im getting the meal"

"cool" dean louise winchester saw the waitress walk by and she was claire!!

"omg hi claire kiddo im on a date with my passionate lover castiel. can i get the big boy toe lickin guy testosterone big tit daddy burger"

"with extra men?"

*nods* yes

"thanks ill have the meal" cas said and the waitress claire walked away

"you know why i ordered the daddy burger because i have daddy issues"

Cas looked into Dean's deep-as-a-galaxy eyes, yearning to reach out and say what he needed to hear. In his heart he knew that he couldn't avoid telling this sensitive concern to his lover a second longer.

"dean burgers cant be your dad. stop trying to get adopted by the burgers you do this every time they don't have hands''

"Maybe burgers cant but I can!" A bisexual walked up to the table

"Oh my god jts eddie Brock from venom!!!!!!!!!!" dan and cas said

Edward slammed the adoption papers onto the table. "I love you son."

"Why does this sound like a goodbye…"

"dean stop saying that every time someone says they love you"

"Ok sorry honeybins ilysm"

Ediie gave a thumbs up to the camera and left right as their food came.

"one big boy meat sexy toe lickin guy wet testosterone big titty daddy burger with extra men and one meal"

"Thanks luv u!" Castiel gave a piece sign.

they began munching on the tastey morsels with their multiple teeth in dennys.

"Cas, I love you. So much. I just wanted to say that." Dean looked up from his burger and smiled.

Cas grabbed his lover's hand, gently running his thumb across it. "I love you too."

suddenly, dean finished his big boy meat sexy juicy toe lickin guy wet testosterone big titty bosom moist daddy burger with extra men at the same time cas finished his meal

they frenched on the table for 7 and got pie on the way out it was very cool 👍 they got gay married too and teleported to gay sex world

Amen

[finnxdameron]

let's talk about buddie..............

so, season two basically ended with eddie trying to conceal how miserable he felt that his wife died, right after he was ready to welcome her back into his life.

then season three came along and buck was the one deep in a bad place, but as eddie said in the first episode of season three people going through stuff need to brush it off and move on, cause that's the way life is. i mean, imagine this man going through grief, coming to terms with the fact his son would never see his mother again, needing to swallow the hurt and pain, to keep on working and giving christopher the best life he possibly could.

he wasn't about to treat anyone like a baby, when his own philosophy told him that the best thing is to keep suck it up and keep going. but then, bobby says that buck only has them, the members of the 118 to count on and eddie immediately leaves behind his conviction and places his SON (the most precious thing in eddie's life) with buck, to try and drag him out of that hole and to enjoy life again. eddie forgets all about "suck it up and move on" in the harsh sense of the word, deciding that bringing buck deeper into his own life and letting him get closer and closer to christopher is the best thing for everyone, even if he just been through the pain of letting someone he loved back into their lives, only to lose them drastically.

AND THEN, even after eddie tells buck there's no one in the world he thrusts more with his son than buck (not abuela, not carla, not anyone else... BUCK) he goes and files that lawsuit, because buck thinks he's all alone in the world, consequentially being unable to talk to eddie and/or christopher.

now imagine eddie's heart and mind. he loves buck. buck is his best friend. he goes against what he believes is best, just to drag buck out of his own personal hole, welcoming him into his and christopher's life, sharing house keys, laughing and exchanging heartfelt conversations, only for buck to file the lawsuit and leave them. in eddie's mind that was the last straw. he becomes violent and inconsequential, letting out his rage at everyone and everything, because buck left him too.

i mean, we know buck was feeling miserable and just wanted his job back, I don't blame him, but this drama is honestly god tier. the way they built it and then after it all works out, the fact everyone else forgives buck quickly enough and decide to move on, but eddie doesn't. that he's so hurt and angry that buck needs to literally beg for his forgiveness (you can see how vulnerable eddie is when he says "did you ever stop to think what it would do to us?", then he's like "i forgive you. just don't do it again") and EVEN AFTER he gets it, that a situation happening with a stranger forces buck to apologize AGAIN, because he couldn't fathom eddie not understanding how sorry he is for not being there when both him and christopher needed it........

im telling you, these two have the best storyline i have ever seen.

[hotluncheddie]

steve and tommy used to kiss, sometimes.

when they were both drunk, mostly.

when steve was pissed at his dad or tommy was pissed at carrol, especially.

they didn't really talk when they were in these moods. didn't talk much before and definitely didn't talk about it after. they'd more just say whatever angry shit they needed to, about the people around them, their school, the world. they'd spit fire to no one but each other and then they'd wrestle. trying to ebb the burn in their veins, they'd grapple and shove. they'd kiss. they'd kiss and they'd rip and tare and try to break each other.

they'd kiss and they wouldn't talk about anything.

(steve liked it, he knew he liked it. under everything kissing tommy was different, kissing boys was different. but he liked kissing girls too so kissing boys was only ever allowed like this. that's just how the world worked. kissing boys was fire and kissing girls was safe. steve only ever wanted to feel safe)

steve had fire in his veins again, angry. hurt and scared too but he didn't want to feel those right now. anger was easier. he just wanted to rip and tare again because everything was falling apart and he didn't know how to stop it.

but he was hurt, bitten and ravaged. he couldn't muster the energy to grapple anything, to move or to bite out an angry speech. but he needed something, wanted to be grounded in the dirt, buried and exorcised.

so steve tried to kiss eddie. in the patchy field, by the dirty rv. with their bruised faces and blood stains. that was normal, that was when steve and tommy kissed. that was when boys kissed.

he pressed in hard, closed mouthed and only for a moment, gripping the front of eddies jacket. hoping he would get it. but if he didn't, a right hook didn't sound too bad either. familiar.

but steve wasn't met with anger like the fire he felt, or anger that precedes the spit of a slur. no, he was met with stillness, with big brown eyes, shocked and confused, pupils a little dilated. with lips slightly parted, pink and a small concerned wrinkle between eyebrows, cute. he was met with nothing he'd ever seen before.. it scared the shit out of him.

seeming to come back to himself eddie stayed close, voice soft but guarded, still firm. 'not right now okay, stevie? not when it'll just make things hurt more'

the small sound (whimper) steve made, hurt and confused, it embarrassed him to no end. couldn't eddie see this was what he needed, so he could forget for a while?

'think i might like you a little too much for this to be our first sweetheart' eddie sounds so shy, so raw when he said it. but still looking him in the eye. eddie was brave,

his fire turned to ice. how could steve think of treating eddie like that. use him like that?

'im sorry, oh god im sorry im sorry.' steve stepped back. flitting a shaking hand over his face and pulling at his hair.

'hey hey no, its okay. just, just not now yeah? its not no, just not now.' stepping back into his space, eddie was gentle, kind. too kind.

steve nodded, eyes on the floor. his vision blurred, how could he be so stupid? drag eddie down like that, into the burning hole of his ribcage, mangled and grotesque. eddie didn't belong there, no one did but him.

a sob ripped through his teeth, it was all too much. his head was being split open, confused and blindsided. but he was too tired to do anything, too quell, so he let his tears fall.

eddie was brave, steve had always known. eddie was brave and his heart was so big. eddie wrapped him in a hug and steve cried into his neck.

'its okay, let it out, your okay.' eddie was sweet and soft and it made steve cry a little harder, a little more.

when his breathing slowed and his tears dried a little eddie still held on. steve was starting to feel his bones again, feel the blood pumping steady in his veins.

eddie rocked them gently. 'you don't need to say anything now but we'll talk after yeah? when everyone's safe and we don't have to fight anymore. we'll talk then, about anything you want. okay? okay stevie?'

steve had never talked after. never wanted to. never given the chance either. but eddie wanted to talk to steve, he wanted to listen.

nodding, steve wanted desperately to be brave. he lifted his head and nodded again. looking into big brown eyes he though maybe eddie could be safe. maybe steve would be safe to give eddie everything he had left. if he was brave enough, steve would talk after and make something safe, with eddie.

having steve and tommy used to kiss thoughts.