#i've been THINKING

[thankstothe]

rb for sample size etc

[emmcarstairs]

Only after I read and later watched The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes did it hit me just how much The Hunger Games as a literary work is influenced by the Romantic movement of the 19th century. Its exploration of a revolution sparked by the common men is at the heart of THG. But while the trilogy focuses on its political ideas, TBOSAS discusses the themes of individuality, art's longevity, and Nature as a teacher. Lucy Gray, the songbird, is the teacher who, using her creative genius, attempts to shake the foundations of Snow's cold rationalism rooted in the Capitol's Classicism (think of all the Latin names!) Lucy Gray and Snow are really Emotion and Reason caught in an eternal conflict. And despite being briefly swayed in the woods of District 12, Snow turns his back on Nature/Lucy Gray's lessons. He could never thrive there. While Lucy Gray's spirituality and art transcend the cage of her own narrative.

[newobsessionweekly]

HIII This is my first time asking

Can you write one shot with Buck? By that I Mean where's reader is pregnant, like how they started thinking about child, them telling 118 and Maddie, thinking about name(girl) and first kicking, time when he is touching her bump and when she is finally here I'm sorry if its to much. And sorry for all the mistake english isn't my first language

I've been thinking

Main masterlist | 9-1-1 masterlist

Dreams series

Part 1 | Part 2

Evan “Buck” Buckley x fem!reader

Fandom:911

Summary: You and Buck consider starting a family together.

Fluff

A/n: Thank you for the request, bub! It’s gonna be a series of all the stages, I hope you’re gonna like it! Also, sorry! It took a bit longer than I expected, working is really sucking every bit of energy out of my body!

Requested: yes

Words: 1.4k

Requests are open for Buck / Eddie!

Gif not mine, credits to the owner!

As you walk into Bobby and Athena's house, the laughter and chatter fill the air. It's a lively party, with children running around and adults catching up with one another. Buck takes your hand, leading you through the crowd, as you greet familiar faces and exchange warm smiles.

You settle down outside, letting the sun kiss your face, enjoying the summer day as Maddie and Chimney made their way, sending hugs here and there. Maddie's eyes are sparkling with excitement, and she can barely contain her joy. Buck kissed the top of your head, joining Bobby and Eddie as the girls gathered around you.

“Someone’s in a good mood.” you teased Maddie, as her cheeks turned red. “Where’s my favourite niece?”

“Oh, she’s over there with Howie.” Maddie pointed to where the boys were standing, making a circle around Jee-Yun as she ran between their legs, handing herself onto Buck’s.

You heard congratulation words coming from the boys, some patting Chim on his shoulder, some giving him hugs. Buck just stood there with a funny repulsion written over his face and everyone laughed at his words, making you frown even more.

“So girl, you’re gonna tell us why you’re so cheerful about or we should share our guesses?” Athena’s gaze shifted from Maddie to where the boys were, lightly chuckling when your boyfriend made his way to you.

“Well, me and Howie—“

“It’s so disgusting hearing people telling around they’re trying for a baby. Like yeah, congratulations, you’re having sex, but just don’t make a big deal out of it!” Buck was babbling around, interrupting his sister, and you just couldn’t hold your laugh at him scrunching his face in dislike.

“What’s the matter with you?” you caressed his hand when he landed on your chair handle.

“It’s annoying hearing Chimney talk about trying for another baby. I don’t want to picture my sister and Chimney having sex! Now I can’t get that image out of my mind!” Buck’s words made the girls laugh and after the realisation hit, all of you gave Maddie questioning looks.

“Yeah, thank you Evan for making the announcement!” Mads frowned at Buck, innocence playing on his eyes as he raised his arms in defence. “Me and Howie are trying for baby number two!” she announces, her voice filled with excitement.

The back yard erupts with laughter and cheers, and you find yourself clapping and smiling along with everyone else. But as the cheers die down, a thought creeps into your mind, and you glance over at Buck, who seems lost in his own thoughts.

Maddie notices your quiet demeanor and turns to you and Buck, her eyes filled with curiosity. "What about you two?" she asks, her voice filled with interest. "Waiting for baby Buckley to play around here some day."

Buck's gaze shifts from Maddie to you, and you catch a flicker of longing in his eyes. It's a question that has been hovering unspoken between the two of you for a while. Your heart skips at the thought of having Buck’s child.

You take a deep breath, suddenly feeling vulnerable yet hopeful. "Maybe some day." you say softly, intertwining your fingers with Buck's.

As the conversation continues around you, your mind starts to race with possibilities. You think about the future, about the joy and challenges that come with parenthood. The thought of sharing that journey with Buck fills you with a sense of love and anticipation.

Buck's attention turned to Christopher, who was playing around with Danny, his contagious laughter filling the air. A mischievous grin formed on Buck's face, and he couldn't resist joining in on the fun. They played tag, engaged in an imaginary battle against imaginary villains, and Buck even gave Christopher a piggyback ride, both of them bursting into fits of giggles.

While watching Buck and Christopher, Eddie joins you on the couch, with a warm smile playing on his face. He leaned in slightly, his voice softening. "You know, you and Buck would make incredible parents," Eddie remarked, his words laced with sincerity. "I've seen how you both care for Christopher and the rest of the team. You have so much love to give."

His words touch your soul, and you nod gratefully. "Thank you, Eddie. It means a lot to hear that from you."

“What are best friends for?” he noticed your lost expression, embracing you with warmth and a kind of love only Eddie was able to bring into your life. It was a big brother’s love, one saying he cares about you a lot and his heart aches whenever your smile is missing from your beautiful face.

His words resonated with you, reinforcing the thoughts that had been swirling in your mind since the conversation had begun. The idea of starting a family with Buck had always been a distant notion, but now it felt tangible, within reach. The mere thought of sharing such a profound connection with him filled you with excitement and warmth.

As the day drew to a close and the sun dipped below the horizon, you found yourself nestled in Buck's embrace, watching the stars emerge one by one. The gentle breeze carried with it a sense of serenity, and it seemed as if the universe was aligning to grant your unspoken desires.

Buck’s apartment is filled with a warm and inviting atmosphere that always seems to surround him; a mix of modern furniture and personal touches, reflecting Buck's adventurous spirit. The walls are adorned with photographs capturing his countless adventures and the sweetest memories the two of you share.

As you settle on the cozy couch, a sense of comfort washes over you, amplified by Buck's presence. You were tired, all you wanted to do was to lay in his arms, the calming movement of his chest raising and slowly making its way down with every breath drifting you off to sleep. But something feels different in the air and your tiredness is not it.

Buck glances at you with a mischievous smile, his hazel eyes sparkling with a hint of excitement. You notice his playful demeanor, sensing there's something he's been pondering.

"You know," Buck begins, his voice gentle yet filled with anticipation, "I've been thinking a lot lately."

“Oh, you thinking? That can’t be good!” you teased, trying so hard to keep the laughter from coming out of your mouth as his fingers made their way up and down your body in Buck’s attempt of tickling you.

“Now, seriously.” he cleared his throat and his blue eyes scanned your face. Tears forming in your eyes from all the laughter, a beautiful smile reached your eyes that you couldn’t keep under control and cheeks painted with the same pink as your lips. “Everyone around us have families, babies. We’re the only one left.”

His words hang in the air, leaving you momentarily speechless, but as you observe Buck's hopeful gaze, you realize he's being completely serious.

As a rush of emotions flood over you, you search within yourself to find your own truth. Thoughts of Buck as a father flicker through your mind, and you can't help but smile. He has always been compassionate, caring, and fiercely protective of those he loves. His determination to make the world a better place for others is a testament to the kind of father he could be.

Buck notices your smile and takes it as a positive sign. His enthusiasm grows, and he continues, "I know it's a big decision, and we'll have to figure out the logistics, but I can't imagine a better person to be the mother of my kids."

His words stir a sense of warmth in your heart, and you find yourself imagining a future where you and Buck navigate parenthood together, supporting each other through the ups and downs.

“I-uh… I’ve been thinking about it lately.” you confessed, playing with his hair as his head rested on your lap. “But the more I think about it, the more I realize how lucky any child would be to have you as a father."

A mix of relief and joy washes over Buck's face, his eyes gleaming with gratitude. He reaches out, gently taking your hand in his, and squeezes it softly. In that moment, you both understand that whatever path you choose, you'll face it together, as you've always done.

He suddenly stands up on his knees, dragging you down on the couch, hands framing your face. You laugh in surprise, wrapping your arms around his neck, holding into him as his lips pursued together down from you nose, to your cheek and making their way to your neck.

“We better get to work then!”

[nanoa1foryou]

The similarities of Johannes Brotherus and Bojan Cvjetićanin (as inspired by that one post):

Singer of a band that they started in school

also an actor

writes music for other big musicians in their home country

hair styled perfectly, always

big wet eyes

random, singular, black and grey tattoos

band tattoos also

has grinded with Käärijä on stage (and performed cha cha cha with him, but that's not so important)

dreams of regular life things

ridiculously pretty yet not considered the pretty one of the band (because god damn they have some beautiful band mates too)

likes the beatles

Looks great in black and white

[transingthoseformers]

NO BECAUSE I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT EARTHSPARK TARN

(honestly doesn't matter which season / when he arrives to me, each has its fun opportunities)

(this is for angst reasons)

Just... Been thinking about possible earthspark Tarn angst regarding Megatron defecting, the state of decepticon high command, hell we can throw in some (more?) ominous foreshadowing about Cybertron, general Tarn associated angst, how he'd interact with humans (probably not well?)... Ideas

Thinking.

[sanhatipal]

Pandora Hearts platonic pining is everything to me

[random-dragon-exe]

Okay this is my opinion, but I think out of all the Disney villains, Dr. Facilier and Oogie Boogie would get along.

I mean think about it. They both have a similar music style that's jazzy and snazzy, flamboyant/showy, and associated with shadows.

They also have a song that uses blacklight which gives them a literal glow up.

Plus, Dr. Facilier has the cards and Oogie has the dice.

Putting their evilness aside, these two would totally know how to party. Heck, Dr. Facilier was in the heart of New Orleans, which celebrates Mardi Gras, so he probably knows a thing or two about partying hard.

The two would undoubtedly be absolute menaces if/when they get drunk. Especially Oogie. (I HC Oogie as a sloppy drunk while Facilier is basically the same after a few drinks if not a little friendlier)

I'd also wager that Oogie is impressed and would like to learn a few basic card tricks from Facilier but has trouble because of no actual fingers, lol.

[commander-diomika]

Like ten years later but I think I'm finally gonna write the Krem/Iron Bull scene I promised back in the day.

[malaierba]

I've been thinking about the characterisation of Lucifer in Hazbin as a king that's given up on ruling, and it makes sense, doesn´t it? the show of course hints at his desilusion with humanity's choices once they were given free will + family matters to justify this, but isn't there an element of karmic punishment in there too?

Lucifer (according to the bible) dared to question God's favouring of humans over all other being in creation, and in Hazbin he pushed all original humans towards the fruit in the tree of knowledge to give them ACTUAL free will. In both instances, he performed a single act of rebellion against the ruler of everything, and was punished with being exiled and... becoming the king of hell, eventually.

The more I turn this idea around in my head the more I find it interesting. There's no reason to assume that Lucifer ever wanted to have this type of leadership role. In one iteration he probably just wanted to prove something to God (that his creation wasn't as perfect as they deemed it to be) and in the other one he didn`t expect things to fail so epically. The road to hell is paved with good intentions etc etc.

"You think you're smart enough to be making decisions, huh? let's see you commit to it, smart guy". It's such a twisted side of the punishment, to give this guy something he didn't ask for but could definitely be assumed from his behaviour (if you look at it with uncharitable eyes, of course).

And in true "wait I didn't actually want to hold the reigns of anything--!?" nature, Lucifer fails to find the motivation to become a leader that can prove that anything worthwhile came from the mess he created, and instead allows things to be ran by someone else (Lilith) and, in her absence, to run themselves.

[rottiens]

I know I said I didn't have a daddy kink at some point (I hope no one remembers that) but

[pennyserenade]

listen: a fanfic where javier peña has to follow fox mulder around a small town while mulder tries to convince everyone why the string of local murders might actually be related to aliens due to a crop circle that was found there in the summer of 1940, and not any reasonable, earth-bound explanation like i don’t know, the town has a heavy crime rate as of late due to the recent drug peddling. javi is not happy; he is pouty lipped and brooding behind his unrevealing dark sunglasses every time he has to hear that man go on about grey men and why it makes sense because time stops and people don’t remember and there are marks on bodies. javier is disgruntled because he has the statistics and an insider named lola, who served him warm coffee with a few grinds when he first rolled into town (and fucked him on a creaky motel mattress once or twice, maybe even three times). lola tells javier about the men evil enough to do this, the ones that take the promising futures of young men in this war on drugs, and javier believes her. she is earnest and openly aching with furrowed eyebrows and sorrow-filled eyes, having lost someone to this. fox looks up to the stars for answers, and doesn’t talk of dead sisters or the way javier reminds him a little of his partner back at home, who doesn’t ever believe him either and who would no doubt take to lola too. they stand solemnly over victims and feel too much during this, because it is personal for them both, but in slightly different shades. 

they wear so much blood on their hands and every case they take these days feels like a chance at redemption that never quite follows through. but they take them anyways because they desperately want redeemed. mulder bumps into javier at the motel during odd hours of the night, 1am and 3am, and once at 5am. javier’s lips are bruised and puffy and his pants are partially undone. he was going to get ice, unthinking of being caught because he never does at these strange witch hours. fox’s green blue eyes are ringed with dark circles and filled with soft frenzy, having poured over case files and articles online for hours. fox wants to know the truth, wants badly to know, and in the pursuit of it he has found out a few other things: that javier peña is a psychologist too, that he knows spanish and has a dead mother, and oh, he has unconventional ways of going about getting information. javier understands it then, as they looked at each other, that fox already knows he’s been fucking the informant that he’s been vouching for. peña is used to the jokes men make about what he does with women, so he starts feeling vulnerable, knowing in the morning he might’ve made another woman - lola - the butt of some office joke. they pass each other with polite nods and in the morning, javier finds no one is any wiser about his late night activities. fox brings him a black coffee later, around 10am when they are told of another dead body. they take a shared car and fox tells him jokingly on the way there that he’s more of a phone line guy himself, but he is understands the need for a more hands on method. the joke makes javier grin briefly, but more than that it makes him ask about the grey men and why fox thinks that stuff is real. he finds fox mulder is heartbreakingly earnest too -- so, so, so earnest, really, like a javier before colombia -- and he hardly can understand it, but after he pinches his face with focus when fox tells another normal person this inane theory of his. javier tries to find logic in between the lines of mulder’s madness, pieces together bits of his brilliant mind’s workings enough to chalk up a palatable theory to give to local law enforcement and the townspeople for the rest of the day. fox tells javier about dana over lunch mulder pays for--about how she does that for him too, makes him easier to swallow for the public. they laugh and joke and make friends, which is so rare for mulder and he can hardly wait for go back to the hotel and debate about calling dana about it. he won’t of course, but he will think about it. mulder is in love, javier deducts by the end, which makes him like the insane man all the more.

the case would probably end like they all seem to, with mulder right about the grey men but empty handed and half-defeated as he trucks back to washington dc with nothing to show for his sleepless nights and endless devotion. javier peña will be a changed man, more jaded but more open, too, having seen the truth -- mulder’s anyways - in glimpses like mulder always has. somehow it makes javier feel worse and better, that in this world there are things that happen that he really can’t account for. for every death he thought he could prevent, there are millions that he really can’t. he still wants to save everyone, sure, but will never be able to and now he knows and its so much, too much. javier is saved and cursed by this truth like that eager and foolish fbi agent seemed to be too. sometimes after that, agent mulder and agent peña email. javier peña falls in love with lola and they move to somewhere warm. 

[uppastthejelliclemoon]

how many followers would i lose if i said i was thinking about a trolls/cats au with demeter as poppy and munkustrap as branch

[transingthoseformers]

I've been thinking about especially doomed megop

Situations where they do honestly still kind of love each other (or it's one sided?) but they just. Can't get back together. It's too late. It's been too late.

[landograndprix]

Overcaffeinated anon here (haven't had coffee this morning yet lol) 🙋🏻‍♀️☕️

So after sleeping on it I think you could have Carlos (while he was at Torro Rosso) and birdie (who wasn't at rb yet) become an almost thing but then the shitstorm happens aaaaand she swears off dating drivers and then she joins RB and is dating however she pleases

(i'm thinking maybe a former driver for the older guy,and maybe it wasn't toxic but it did leave scars and he is beloved in the public and if she speaks out against him and about the age gap/ difference in maturity she would get a lot of hate (think 'all too well 10min version' or 'dear john' by Taylor Swift)

But then RB basically silences her and doesn't let her do as she pleases (fuck the patriarchy) so the change with how Mclaren treats her is amazing

both with the swift songs I've never listened to before 😭 but from I'm reading so far, I do love the baf/traumatic relationship vibes tho. Thinking 18 year old reader, fresh into f1 'falling in love' with some 30ish year old man who's like an important part of the sport, maybe like someone from the FIA, her wanting to leave the man when she got into red bull and them both being like 'nah, he's good for your image', maybe that shit lasted for way to long and when she signed that mclaren contract she packed her bags and left and now said man I'm the FIA is trying to ruin her 👀