#i’m too obsessed with this show

[pretty-boy-buckley]

hi, i’m new to 9-1-1 tumblr but not new to the show or fandom and looking for some blogs to follow :) i needed a new place to obsess over my favorite show and favorite characters

• favorite characters: buck, eddie, maddie, and chimney

• buddie truther

• bi evan buckley enthusiast

• missing christopher </3

[preposterous-hippopotamus]

My biggest fear in Thai BL is the couple establishing in episode 7 and then the rest of the series absolutely wrecking me

[nathansjosten]

show you’re obsessed with + text posts ...a household staple dare I say

[noodles-and-tea]

YOUR MERTHUR ART GIVES ME LIFE!!! <3

THEY’RE SO!!!

[its-shells]

“So,” Grian says, “this is awkward.”

Scar says nothing. Scar had said nothing for quite a while, honestly, sitting cross-legged in the void and playing with the hem of his cloak. Or with the flower stems woven through the hem of his cloak, as it were. Lilacs and poppies. Grian had thought it painfully ironic the first time he saw them. Scar hadn’t. Not until now.

“So,” Grian says, again, “I can explain? I think?”

He can hear stifled giggles behind him, Scott and Pearl discussing the last moments of the fight. He feels Martyn’s heated glare between his shoulder blades too, knows that he’ll be getting an earful about taking his final life whenever the fourth winner can get his hands on him, but at least Martyn’s been kind enough to leave him at the mercy of the fifth for now. Or not kind enough, as it were. Whether or not Scar has any mercy for him is an open question.

“Explain what,” Scar says. It’s not a question, which is just as well, since Grian doesn’t really have an answer.

Can he explain?

“Well,” he says, “there’s these death games.”

The death games he technically started, and then technically couldn’t stop. The death games that weren’t meant to be blood sacrifices, but probably count as happening on somebody’s altar. The death games that no one ever wins, but technically���

“Technically, the people who win them get to keep their memories.” He scrunches up his nose. “Or, uh, recover their memories of the previous ones, I suppose. Which is what’s happening to you. And Martyn, and Pearl, and Scott, and I was the first, so–”

“One heck of a headache, right?” Pearl yells behind them. “Was even for me, and you’ve got four whole timelines to deal with!” She flops backwards onto the floor, which is the void, pressing the back of the palm to her forehead theatrically even as she peers up at Scar through parted fingers. Scott rolls his eyes and grabs her hand.

“Give them a moment, Pearl,” Grian hears him whisper. “I know you weren’t there for Third Life, but I’ve explained it to you a dozen times, so–“

“So,” Scar says. “Third Life was real.”

It’s a strange way of putting it for someone who hadn’t remembered it at all until now.

“That’s a strange way of putting it for someone who hadn’t remembered it at all until now,” Grian says, because he’s always loose-tongued after dying. Scar stares at him, unblinking.

“That’s a strange way of thinking for someone who declared the first ever game a double victory,” he says. His head is tilted to the side.

Grian stares back.

“That didn’t count.”

“It didn’t not.”

“You didn’t remember until now.”

“I didn’t not.”

“That makes no sense.”

“Doesn’t it?” Scar shrugs. He plucks a flower from between the dark threads. It’s a poppy. “No less than the rest of it. No less sense than me waking up with sand between my toes, or burns on my arms, or bamboo in my pockets. No less than the dreams. Those didn’t make sense either.”

“It’s not like you ever asked me to explain.”

“Would you have?”

“Not the point.”

“Isn’t it?”

Pearl is still giggling. Martyn is still staring. Scott is quiet.

“Maybe it is,” Grian admits, quietly. It’s not an apology. It never will be.

Nor is it forgiveness, when Scar leans forward to tuck the poppy behind his ear. Nor will it ever be.

Sure feels like it sometimes though.

[the-phantom-peach]

I saw your Sypha post and didn’t know you liked castlvania?? Do you happen to have more art of it? (unless you don’t want to ofc)

Yes i do! I had a load of doodles i made while rewatching Castlevania and Nocturne with a friend of mine and making dumb jokes. Please enjoy <3

[notherpuppet]

what’s a radioapple au you’ve seen around in fanart that made you like want to imagine it being canon in the show? love ur art xx

Thanks!!

I think the lovely thing about AUs is that I can see many people’s different dreams of how certain characters could interact in a certain scenario. But its whole purpose is to differ from canon in some aspect, no?

That’s why it’s an alternate universe. The severity in which it differs is up to the AU author, I think.

I guess I just don’t think of AUs as influencing what I’d like to see in canon?? Canon is the story we’re all invested in, but I think we all are just interested in seeing how the writers write their show. (Or at least that’s how I interact with hazbin lol)

And AUs are for fans to be imaginative and have fun. I don’t know how to describe it exactly, I guess I just see them as two separate entities so I don’t really consider how AUs may influence what I want to see in canon.

Thank you for your question!!! I really like thinking and talking about the show a lot so thank you!

[kmilipede]

‘who did this to you?’ WHO DID THIS TO YOU??? harvey’s first reaction to mike beat up was who did this to you. please. i cannot with them

[grooviestsadpapaya]

I know this won’t get much interaction bc this is a Zelda blog mostly but LOOK AT MY SUPERHERO OC LOOK AT HER. Her name is Carmen and I love her, her superhero name is Boomslang and she Loves Monstrous Freaks

[oneofthosecrazycatladies]

“You did good gettin’ off that boat when you did. St. Louis is dull as dishwater.”

Why don’t we talk about this line more? Actually, why don’t we talk about Louis and Lestat’s friendship more in general? Louis specifically says he confided in Lestat in ways that he’d never confided in anyone before except for Paul. They went on walks together. They sat on their bench. They had gumbo after the opera.

We focus so much on their rollercoaster romance after Louis becomes a vampire we forget about the lovely friendship they had when Louis was still human.

Loustat aren’t just lovers. They’re friends and lovers.

[my-most-recent-hyperfixation]

i have to say, as someone who’s ace, that jack&joker nc? hands down one of my favourites ever. i sometimes have trouble watching ncs but this one?? the slowburn, the tension, the yearning, all the build up?? it all made me really feel like yes this is exactly the direction we need to go to, and if there ever was a place for an nc, it’s right now. and the fact that it’s so tastefully and excellently done is just the cherry on top.

[seph-on-an-irrational-planet]

time lord lore is funny because on one side of the dweu they’re 11-dimensional borderline eldritch entities who created coherent history and on the other side there’s Leela bullying the combined forces of chancellory guard and the CIA with a four inch knife and a robot dog

[mikalilys]

I adore recommending fics or shows or anything to people like yessss update me every step of the way I want to live through you experiencing it for the first time

Even if I haven’t recommended it they just are reading something I like I’m always like

hi hi hi it’s me again hi what part are you at? do you like it? what do you think of this character? what do you thinks going to happen?

[sp-acearts]

[ID: A digital drawing of Kalego and Balam from Mairimashita! Iruma-Kun. Balam is in the foreground, sitting and leaning forward with his hand out in a gesture as if talking. He’s wearing a tank top and baggy shorts with his usual mask and gloves. Kalego is lying on the ground further back, looking up at him and smiling. Kalego’s wearing a long purple skirt with his normal high-collared black shirt, and his hair is longer and pulled into a side ponytail to imply he’s younger. /end ID.]

Redraw of that one photo bc I’ve been thinking about it a lot.

[tv-tlks]

I love Raine Whispers so much. I need all of the Raeda hurt/comfort

[gaywarcriminals]

Guys I’m obsessed with this fic

(LBH raised by TLJ in the human realm until the sects track them down when LBH is a teen and YQY kills TLJ. LBH hides his heritage and joins CQMS dead set on revenge. He’s faced with the obstacles of a supiciously nice sect leader and a milfy shizun)