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harrysfolklore · 3 months ago

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the universe needs leclerc!sister x harry. by the universe i mean me

kiss a musician - hs

summary: harry wants to date yn leclerc. the only girl out of the four leclerc siblings. her older brother who happens to be a formula 1 driver is not happy about it folkie radio: guys you have no idea how nervous i am of posting this idk why 😭😭 i really hope you like this otherwise i'll feel silly okay

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

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ynleclerc hot girls cry on their birthday 💌

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username1 HAPPY BIRTHDAY LITTLE LECLERC

username2 she’s the moment

scuderiaferarri Happy Birthday, Ferrari queen ❤️♥︎ by author

username3 AHH WE SHARE THE SAME BIRTHDAY

pierregasly Wow! I still remember when you were a little kid and you wanted to play with Charles’ kart. Happy birthday 🎉 ♥︎ by author

↳ yourinstagram when you and charles rocked justin bieber haircuts. cheers

↳ username1 HEEELP

carmenmmundt Happy birthday gorgeous gorgeous girl ✨ ♥︎ by author

↳ yourinstagram love youuu ty 💓

pascale_leclerc Joyeux anniversaire ma petite fille ♥︎ by author

lorenzotl Stop growing up right now 🥲🥲 ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 the leclercs are cry babies when it comes to her

arthur_leclerc It’s giving old lady

↳ ynleclerc stfu you’re like 5

↳ username2 LOVE THEMMM

alexandrasaintmleux My girl ❣️ ♥︎ by author

landonorris HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABE 😍 getting more gorgeous by the second ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 LANDO YOU’RE ON MAIN

↳ charles_leclerc How many times do I have to tell you to back off?

↳ username2 CHILL

lilyhme happy birthdayyy beauty, can’t wait to celebrate tonight 🕺♥︎ by author

↳ alexandrasaintmleux She has no idea of the surprise that’s coming her way

↳ ynleclerc JUST TELL ME ALREADY

charles_leclerc Happy birthday petite soeur, you might be older now but you’ll always be our baby ❤️ ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 AWEEE

↳ username2 protective big bro

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charles_leclerc I’ll always look after you. Joyeux anniversaire ma petite soeur ❤️

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username1 AWEEE

username2 MY HEART CANT TAKE THIS

alexandrasaintmleux 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 ♥︎ by author

carlossainz55 Happy birthday @ynleclerc 🎉

username3 charles adores her so much i can’t do this

landonorris happy birthday (again) i hope you got my flowers @ynleclerc 😘

↳ charles_leclerc That’s it.

↳ ynleclerc HE DIDNT SEND ME ANYTHING HES JUST MESSING WITH YOU FFS 😭

↳ username1 HELP MEEEEEEEEEE

username4 what is HARRY STYLES doing in the likes

↳ username1 charles x harry lore is real

ynleclerc Love you forever 💓 ♥︎ by author

lorenzotl Before both of you became annoying teenagers

↳ ynleclerc stfu you’re like 50

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harryupdates Harry performing at a private event in Monaco tonight !

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username1 WTF?????

username2 WHATS GOING ONNNNN

username3 GOD I MISSED HIM SO MUCH

username4 someone dig in more information bc wtffff

username5 MONACO OUT OF ALL PLACES THATS SO RANDOM

username6 YALL I HAVE INFO!! apparently this is charles leclerc’s (formula 1 ferrari driver) sister’s bday party

↳ username1 OMFGGG

↳ username2 THIS CROSSOVER

↳ username3 imagine having a rich brother who can get harry styles to perform at your birthday party

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ynleclerc BEST PARTY EVER 😭😭 thank you to my angels @/charles_leclerc @/alexandrasaintmleux for putting this together for me, HARRY STYLES ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME ???? love you all so much 💓💓

tagged: alexandrasaintmleux, lilymhe, charles_leclerc, landonorris, harrystyles

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username1 OMFGGGG

username2 OH TO BE YN LECLERC

oscarpiastri Coolest party ever 🤘♥︎ by author

username3 imagine being rich and pretty and having a rich and pretty brother who hires harry styles to perform at your party

arthur_leclerc Your gift from me was a Chanel purse, where is my post?

↳ ynleclerc sorry turtur but harry styles > chanel purse

↳ arthur_leclerc Fine I agree, Harry Styles is out of this world

username4 IT GIRL FR FR

francisca.cgomes I’m still hungover ♥︎ by author, iamrebeccad, alexandrasaintmleux, lilymhe

↳ iamrebeccad Same

↳ ynleclerc come to my place let’s bed rot together ♥︎ by francisca.cgomes, alexandrasaintmleux, lilymhe, iamrebeccad

↳ username1 i just want to be one of them 😩

username5 charles really got HARRY STYLES like antisocial harry styles who never leaves the house to perform at his little sister’s wedding. wow

username6 THIS IS FOR THE F1 x HARRY GIRLIES

alexandrasaintmleux You deserve it my gorgeous girl ❤️ ♥︎ by author

↳ ynleclerc you’re my favorite human on earth

↳ charles_leclerc I paid for the entire thing…

↳ ynleclerc did i ask?

↳ username1 LOVE THEM 😭

harrystyles Happy birthday again, YN. It was a pleasure to meet you and your brothers. Big love to the entire family x ♥︎ by author, charles_leclerc, arthur_leclerc

↳ username1 HARRYYYYY

↳ username2 we NEED to see that harry x charles pic

↳ charles_leclerc Thank you for the performance, mate 🙌

↳ username3 this is still surreal to me

↳ ynleclerc best birthday thanks to youuuu ❣️

↳ username1 charles or harry?

↳ yourinstagram harry ofc

lorenzotl Love you so much, little one 💓 ♥︎ by author

landonorris When your babe posts you on main 😍 ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 LANDOOOO😭

↳ username2 i love their friendship and how they mess around to piss charles off

↳ ynleclerc my main bitch 😘

↳ charles_leclerc I’m logging out now

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ynleclerc anything interesting happening in monza this weekend?

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username1 COOL GIRL

username2 if charles doesn’t win then we don’t care ♥︎ by author

arthur_leclerc Is that my hoodie?

↳ ynleclerc whoops

iamrebeccad You’re hanging out with me 🥰 ♥︎ by author

↳ carmenmmundt And me ♥︎ by author

↳ ynleclerc highlight of my weekend

username3 FORZA FERRARI

↳ ynleclerc forza charles*

↳ username1 REAL

landonorris Papaya looks better on you babe 🤩

↳ username1 sometimes idk if lando is just joking or if he’s being fr

↳ ynleclerc NO

↳ charles_leclerc I’m in your walls

username4 HARRY IN THE LIKES ???

charles_leclerc Ma petite soeur always supportive ❤️ ♥︎ by author

↳ ynleclerc im here for other reasons

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ynleclerc HE WON 🥺🥺 i’ve never felt prouder of being your sister, you teach me what being resilient and fighting for your dreams means. IL PREDESTINATO. THE KING OF MONZA. FIER DE TOIN TOUJOURS

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username1 AWEEEEE

username2 THE LECLERCS MAKING ME CRY TODAY

scuderiaferrari It's in his blood ❤️

username3 the way she was crying and hugging arthur when the camera showed them THE LECLERC SIBLINGS HAVE MY HEART ♥︎ by author

alexandrasaintmleux 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 ♥︎ by author

username4 BEST RACE EVER

landonorris I'll win more races for you babe 😘 ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 LANDO STOP

↳ ynleclerc you're all talk and no trousers

↳ username2 i love their friendship sm

harrystyles Congratulations @/charles_leclerc! ♥︎ by author, charles_leclerc

↳ username2 hARRY STYLES???

↳ username3 THIS IS SO RANDOM WTF

↳ username4 LSJSAFH WHAT??

↳ username5 I guess he became with the leclercs after the party 😭

↳ charles_leclerc Wow thank you mate! ♥︎ by harrystyles

charles_leclerc Je t'aime petite soeur ❤️ ♥︎ by ynleclerc

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harryupdates Harry having in dinner in Italy tonight !

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username1 BABYYYY

username2 italyrry lives

username3 IS HE ON A DATE

username4 BUUUB

username5 i was there and he was with a girl 👀

↳ username1 hello spill the deets ??

↳ username2 HUH

↳ username5 the girl was really pretty and they were chatting and laughing all night long, they looked cute

↳ username3 IM PANICKING NOW

ynleclerc has added to their close friends story

replies:

carmenmmundt Omg you went on a date !! So happy for you beauty ✨

↳ ynleclerc love youuu carm

francisca.cgomes THATS MY BABYYY who’s the lucky guy?

↳ ynleclerc can’t say yet ��🤫

alex_albon Charles won’t like this..

↳ ynleclerc he doesn’t have to know

landonorris NOOOO YOU’RE MY BABE

landonorris WHO’S THAT????

↳ ynleclerc that’s a secret i’ll never tell

harrystyles ❤️

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harryupdates Harry out and about in Monaco today !

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username1 BABYYY

username2 HE LOOKS SO RICH???

username3 ooohhh is monaco the new italy ??

username4 THE OUTFIT IM SALIVATING

username5 dilf dilf

username6 singlerry is the best thing ever

deuxmoi has added to their stories

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ynleclerc happy ❤️

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username1 OMG BABY LECLERC HAS A BOYFRIEND ??

username2 PRETTYYY

francisca.cgomes 😍😍 my baby! ♥︎ by author

username3 BRO CHARLES IS NOT GOING TO LIKE THIS

username4 WAITING FOR CHARLES’ MELTDOWN

lorenzotl Wow I didn’t know about this, I’m happy for your, soeur 🤍 ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 the only sane leclerc ♥︎ by author

↳ charles_leclerc Don’t support this

landonorris BABE?? ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 OMFG THE FLOWERS COULD BE FROM LANDO

↳ username2 LANDOYN IS REAL

leclerc_pascale ❤️ ♥︎ by author

↳ charles_leclerc Don’t support this

alexandrasaintmleux 🥹🥹 ♥︎ by author

↳ charles_leclerc Don’t support this

↳ username3 HELP CHARLES IS SO ANNOYING

arthur_leclerc EXCUSE ME WHEN WAS THIS

↳ ynleclerc just flowers turtur

username5 CHARLES WAS FOUND SOBBING

username6 HARRY IN THE LIKES

charles_leclerc YN Pascale Leclerc, answer your phone right this second

↳ username1 NOT THE FULL GOVERNMENT NAME

↳ username2 PROTECTIVE BRO

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ynleclerc but god i love the english ‼️‼️

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username1 OMG

username2 AHH I FEEL LIKE SHES DATING LANDO

carmenmmundt 🤍🤍 ♥︎ by author

username3 HOW DID CHARLES ALLOW THIS

leclerc_pascale Belle 💕♥︎ by author

username4 HOLD ON. THATS HARRY STYLES IN THE SECOND PIC??

↳ username1 YOU’RE RIGHT THOSE ARE HIS TATTOOS

↳ username2 OH LORD

arthur_leclerc JUST SPILL

↳ username1 yn not telling her brothers anything is so 😭

username4 someone put charles on a straightjacket

username5 so yn is dating either lando norris or harry styles ?? what an icon

landonorris YOU’LL ALWAYS BE MY BABE IDC 😤

↳ username1 SO ITS NOT LANDO

↳ ynleclerc dude give it up

gemmastyles 💓♥︎ by author

↳ username1 OH

↳ username2 STYLES-LECLERC CONFIRMED

username6 CHARLES IS RADIO SILENT THIS IS SCARY

alexandrasaintmleux Prettiest girl forever 🥰 i’m happy for you ♥︎ by author

↳ username3 charles is single now

lorenzotl Petite soeur! Your happiness is mine 🙌 ♥︎ by author

↳ ynleclerc 🥹

↳ username1 lorenzo is such a supportive big brother :(

charles_leclerc You’re not allowed to leave the house once you’re back in Monaco

↳ username1 HEEELP

↳ username2 HES SO DAMN ANNOYING

↳ username3 POOR YN

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harryupdates Harry out in London today!

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username1 BUBBBB

username2 WHOS THAT

username3 guys guys yn leclerc had that same outfit on her last insta story

username4 THATS YN LECLERC 😭

username5 HARRYYN STYLECLERC CONFIRMED

username6 bro how did this happen…

username7 that’s why he performed at her birthday and he kept going to monaco OMG

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francisca.cgomes 😂😂😂😂😂

alexandrasaintmleux He has his phone with him now

↳ ynleclerc i’ve muted the groupchat for my own sanity

alex_albon You’re going to give your brother a heart attack…

↳ ynleclerc that’s not on me he’s just dramatic

landonorris HARRY STYLES ????? HOW?????

↳ ynleclerc you don’t think i’m capable of pulling him?

↳ landonorris yes you are 😩

↳ landonorris you’ll always be my babe tho

harrystyles Don’t joke about that love I’ve been panicking all day

harrystyles has added to their close friends story

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mitchrowland And one of them can run you over with a Ferrari, by the way

↳ harrystyles This is not helping my case

jefezoff 😂😂😂😂😂

gemmastyles You’ll survive brother (hopefully)

niallhoran YOOO you and Leclerc’s sister? How did that happen

↳ harrystyles I’ll tell you about it if i make it out alive after family dinner

ynleclerc you’re a cutie

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ynleclerc 💋

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username1 OMFG

username2 SHES INSANE

username3 GIRLLL ADDRESS THE RUMORS

gerogerussell63 🤣🤣🤣

alex_albon You're really going to give your brother a heart attack...

↳ ynleclerc he'll survive

↳ username1 THE WOMAN THAT YOU ARE

username4 THE HARRY LIKE PLEASE HES NOT SURVIVING THAT FIRST DINNER

username5 the vintage racing jacket and the shirt SHE KNOWS WHAT SHES DOING

arthur_leclerc DISGUSTING

↳ username1 HEEEELPPP

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gossiphub The Leclerc family was seen out to dinner in Monaco tonight, joined by Harry Styles, who's dating YN Leclerc

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username1 OOOHHH MY GOD

username2 IT HAPPENED

username3 i can only imagine the talk charles gave to harry

username4 DID HARRY MAKE IT OUT ALIVE

username5 oh im praying for harry

username6 STYLECLERC IS ALIVE

username7 meeting her brothers 😭😭😭 i cant

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yourinstagram dinner update: he made it out alive

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username1 AHHHH

username2 THIS HARD LAUNCH

alex_albon 😂😂😂😂😂

username3 i just need to know how that dinner went

↳ ynleclerc enzo was a sweetheart as always, arthur was a fanboy the entire time and charles couldn't stop yapping about driving fast cars in order to scare harry

↳ username1 HEEEEEELPPP

pierregasly Now he needs to meet your chosen brothers

↳ ynleclerc NO

↳ francisca.cgomes Leave her alone ♥︎ by author

landonorris This is who took my babe away from me? 😩

↳ harrystyles Proudly ♥︎ by author

↳ username2 OMFGGGGGG

↳ username3 THIS IS TOO GOOD

↳ landonorris Can't even complain you're cool as hell mate

lorenzotl He's part of our family now ♥︎ by author, harrystyles

↳ charles_leclerc 😵

↳ arthur_leclerc CRY CHARLES

harrystyles First Leclerc dinner done. Now I need to survive my first Grand Prix ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 IM YELLING

↳ username2 OMFG HARRY AT A GP

↳ charles_leclerc See you in the Paddock, mAtE

↳ ynleclerc LEAVE MY BOYFRIEND ALONE

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charles_leclerc Ma petite soeur pour toujours ❤️🤷‍♂️

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username1 AWEEE

username2 he's such a big brother

alexandrasaintmleux My 🤍🤍 ♥︎ by author

username3 i wish my brothers loved me

pierregasly Everyone needs to watch out for Charles when he's in big brother mode ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 tell that to harry styles

scuderiaferrari Name a more iconic duo ❤️

username4 I NEED TO KNOW HOW THEIR CONVERSATION WENT LIKE

arthur_leclerc I'll always be on your side @/harrystyles ♥︎ by ynleclerc, harrystyles

↳ username1 HEEEEELPPP

↳ username2 ARTHUR IS SUCH A FAN

↳ lorenzotl Same 🙌

↳ username3 HELP CHARLES IS ON HIS OWN

↳ ynleclerc my favorite brothers 🤍🤍

↳ harrystyles Thank you, Arthur and Lorenzo. I can't wait for golf this weekend x ♥︎ by arthur_leclerc, lorenzotl, ynleclerc

↳ username4 OMG HE HAS PLANS WITH THE LECLERCS YALL

↳ charles_leclerc I think I just got kicked out of my own family

ynleclerc you’re annoying and want to scare my boyfriend away, but i love you ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 they’re the besttt

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theclaravoyant · 28 days ago

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cheap décor and flavoured cheer ~ buddietommy (Rated T)

When Eddie flies back to El Paso, something goes terribly wrong.

A fic about hurt/comfort, nostalgia, Christmas and coming home.

AN ~ merry christmas to @christmassavestheyear <3 written for the @buddietommydaily exchange!!

Relationships: Eddie x Buck x Tommy, Eddie & Chris

Tags: Established Buddietommy, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Family, Nostalgia, Christmas, Canon Adjacent/UA (Canon Divergence)

title is (of course) taken from: Christmas Saves the Year - Twenty One Pilots, which I had never heard before your url and now love

Read on AO3 (~4000wd)

But everybody wants to make it home this year

Even if the world is crumbling down

Cause everybody’s got somebody who’s got their name on a shelf

With cheap décor and flavored cheer

You rest assured, Christmas saves the year

cheap décor and flavoured cheer

There's a hole in Eddie's heart this year. There was always going to be, there has been for months, but as the smells of mint and gingerbread begin to fill the air and there's sleigh bells jingling around every corner, it gets harder and harder to tell himself that this is for the best. It's their season, is the thing, and by now Chris is usually begging him to put up the tree and angling for his schedule so they can plan an evening to watch The Island of Misfit Toys together. Who knows how it would go this year; the kid has grown out of Halloween, apparently, and barely cocked a smile for his own birthday, but still. Eddie has a faith he's not too keen to question, that there's something special about Christmas.

That's why he's got Buck setting up the tree anyway. Buck has been part of the tree ceremony for years now; he and Christopher have developed a highly pedantic, budding-Fire-Marshall-Chris arrangement about it and he and Tommy are but the vessels of their plan. Well, that and master untanglers of enough lights to run the Empire State Building. And choosers of the music, because there's only so much Ariana Grande and Justin Bieber he can take.

Speaking of which -

“Nope. Vetoed,” Tommy declares, hitting next before Mariah Carey can get more than one word out.

Buck pouts. “But-!”

“It's already been on twice today. No.”

“Fine. But tomorrow I'm calling the Gay Council and having your Gay Card revoked.”

Tommy rolls his eyes, smiling to himself as he resumes light-detangling duties. There's the strum of guitar and violins, an older carol rolling in, and a warm voice singing – almost lamenting -

“I'll be home for Christmas...”

“Well, come on now,” Buck protests. “This one's a bit morbid.”

“Leave it.” Eddie barely speaks, but Buck and Tommy's hands jump clear of the playlist. He can feel them watching him – their concern, their complexity – but he couldn't articulate this feeling if he tried. Not even to them. He hasn't heard this song in years and it takes him back in time; all the way back to Shannon driving him to the airport to ship out, and even though she's so pissed off she could scream, she makes him promise to come home. It takes him back to a picture he has of young Christopher and young Shannon, unwrapping something long forgotten at his parents' house, and to a terrible old video that still plays clearly in his mind; he's pretty sure it's this song playing as Shannon lifts Christopher, who's lifting the star, to the top of the tree.

It takes him back to I miss you all the time.

“... if only in my dreams.”

The song ends, and it's only then Eddie realises, he hasn't moved. His eyes are so full of tears the mantelpiece has lost all meaning and his voice cracks under the weight of realisation.

“I have to go.”

The room is silent. They don't protest.

“I'll tell Bobby,” Buck promises.

“I know a guy at Burbank,” Tommy offers. “Pack a bag. I'll make a call.”

Given the solemnity of the evening that follows, even Buck himself is surprised at the pep in his step the next day but honestly, it kind of feels like something's come unstuck. Like when the clouds dissipate on a muggy day and the humidity starts to lift. He pecks Tommy on the cheek and pulls a santa hat on as he leaves the truck, carols on his mind, and maybe it's too soon to be thinking about making tiny swords out of candy canes to battle Chris with over hot chocolate but hey, it's closer than they've been to it in a long time. Eddie will have taken off by now, and everything's going to turn the right way up again soon.

Unfortunately, it gets harder again as the morning ticks on with no news. All that time left to his own devices; to think about Eddie all alone in that plane seat, staring out the window, hurting. The worst thing is, it's not even a busy shift. He probably could have been spared after all, but it's too late now, and Eddie needs the space to process anyway, and Buck is totally fine about the fact that his barrage of encouraging text messages is sitting there, undelivered and unread. It almost makes it worth saying the q-word, just to give himself something to do.

“Say it and I will end you, Buckley,” Hen growls. She turns the page of her book with pointed coolness. “I have two kids. Karen's parents are coming. The Hans are Han-ing. This could be my only moment of silence for the next two weeks and I'm not having you Buck it up.”

“Bobby bought eggs this morning,” Chim hints. “You could make some loaf? Eh? I'm thinking banana pecan. Maybe some cinnamon? Spirit of the season and all?”

“I'll allow it,” Hen rules, and holds her mug up in the air. “Nog me.”

“Ha, ha.”

Buck glares, but he can't begrudge them their teasing. He is being a little melodramatic, after all. So as Bobby obligingly fills their cups, Buck slinks into the kitchen and fishes around in the cupboard for an apron. In all honesty, pummelling some dough would be really therapeutic right now. Maybe he'll make some of those pecan cherry pastry wreaths he saw the other night. It'll be good. Yeah.

Victorious, Chimney kicks back on the couch and switches on the TV. Almost immediately, he hisses a sharp breath.

“Ooh. Yikes.”

Buck catches the words plane and crashed and jumps to attention.

"Turn it up. What was that flight number?"

"It's out of Phoenix," Chim reassures him, but he obliges anyway: Hen has lowered her book, and Bobby paused in the doling out of non-alcoholic Christmas cheer. The scene unfolding on the screen looks like Hell, flaming debris careening out of the sky from every angle the journalists can find. The trucks do their best to hide the worst of it from the cameras, but they've been on the other side of those trucks enough times to know. The horror of it almost chokes Buck's voice.

"He had a layover."

Eddie wakes up alone and his head is pounding.

His mouth is full of burning sand, and when he tries to move – even roll over – his body screams in protest. His shoulder is damaged. Dislocated? His leg is broken, and his eyes refuse to fix on it but he's pretty sure that's bone. His weapon is gone, his patient is gone, his radio is gone, his chopper is gone. The sky is bright blue and clear and that's not right. His stomach broils and he's not usually a squeamish person but if he moves too fast he's going to lose his... lunch? When had he last eaten?

Why is he in civvies?

He digs around on his person for his phone. It's cracked, but thank God, it still works. The words on the screen jumble and blur until he gives up and speed-dials 1. He's expecting Shannon on the other line, or maybe his Abuela. He should remember. He can't -

A man picks up?

“Hello?”

Oh, it's Buck. He doesn't really know who Buck is, but at the same time, he knows right down to his bones. It's a blurry memory, like an aphasic dream, but he knows, knows, knows, it's Buck. It's overwhelming love and absolute trust and the man sounds absolutely wrecked on the phone.

“Eddie?” and then in the background - “Tommy, it's him. It's- something's wrong-”

It sounds like he's crying. Eddie frowns, and pinches his nose to hold his skull together. Love, love, love. And pain. Where's Shannon? Where's Chris?

“How'd you get this number? Where are you? I'm in Afghanistan right now.”

There's a different voice on the phone now. Deeper. Steady.

“No, you're not. Eddie. Baby, listen to me.”

“Tommy?” he guesses. All at once he feels more grounded in his body, and he instinctively flinches away from the feeling. His body hurts. His mind hurts. Shannon's dead, and he can't remember how or why or what day it is or – wait, baby?

“Listen to me,” Tommy repeats. “Take a deep breath, okay? You've been in a plane crash.”

“It was a helicopter,” he corrects. Although how Tommy knows is – is probably tied up with this concussion from Hell he's having right now.

“No. It wasn't. That was ten years ago, baby, it's 2024.”

Oh, he's definitely going to throw up.

They're gathered at South Bedford, a tableau of grief and relief with the shine and sparkle of Christmas laid bare around them like a ghost town. They're all quiet, listening to Tommy's half of the conversation on the other side of the door and piecing it together: something's wrong, but Eddie is alive. He's lost, and injured; confused, but conscious. He's alive. If nothing else, a first responder can work with that, so the shock of it all takes a back seat and in spite of everything, they rally.

Maddie and Athena get on the phone, liaising with Phoenix Search & Rescue to try and track Eddie's phone. Hen and Chim all but bury the jeep in tanks of water and gasoline, flashlights, bog recovery boards; anything they can find that might help in a desert rescue. Bobby sources everything official that he can: ID, insurance. Eddie's will and power of attorney. He prays with all his might it won't come to that. He's alive, after all, and that kid's survived some shit. By the Grace of God, this too.

It's Buck who has to call Isabel. He can't bear to call Chris. He can't let their first words after so long be... this. Especially not when he doesn't even know what's happened.

What if Eddie doesn't remember us? What if he doesn't remember Chris? Or Shannon, or why Chris left? Or, or, or... He keeps those to himself. They'll cross that bridge when they get there. Eddie is alive, and Buck anchors himself in that.

“Our Eddie is a fighter,” Isabel reminds him. “You will find him, mijo. You always do.”

There's so much more to it, Buck knows. The universe is so much more random, more cruel than who wants it enough and who doesn't. Still, he takes a deep, shuddering breath. If there's one thing he can count on in this world, it's Eddie's unbreakable willpower to get back to Christopher. Eddie and Tommy may roll their eyes when Isabel insists it's the blessing of the saints, but more and more Buck finds himself wondering.

He hangs up and sits on the bed in silence for a long moment. Tommy is moving quietly around the room, packing a change of clothes and a toothbrush for each of them and the bag looks so small in his hands – Buck can't help but be reminded of the night Chris left in the first place, and his heart aches anew. How long and in how many ways must their family be broken?

Tommy doesn't cry the same way as he does either. That is to say, he's less like a snotty wailing toddler and more like one of those grizzled war heroes who, just at the height of things, might let slip one solitary tear. He keeps it inside partly out of personality, and partly out of years of self preservation, but Buck knows what that hunch in his shoulders means; the way his breath goes short and shallow, like if he lets it in too deep the dam might break. The weight of the conversation with Eddie – confused, lost, injured Eddie, who is so miraculously close and yet so far – must be heavy on his mind, and Buck doesn't envy him that.

He walks up behind Tommy at the dresser, wraps his arms around him, and presses his cheek into the back of Tommy's shoulders. Tommy sinks into it, just a little.

“Ready?” Buck asks.

Tommy lets out a shaky breath. “No. You?”

“No.”

“Alright then. Let's bring our boys home for Christmas.”

Eventually, Tommy has to hang up and Eddie is alone again. His phone battery is already at only 13% and honestly, once he gets out of this, he's going to call Steve Whateverhisnameis personally and have a good rant about built in obsolescence. The funny thing is, when he'd left for Afghanistan he'd only just invested in a phone that could do emojis. Chris had thought it was funny, and would steal Shannon's phone regularly to send him strings of picture nonsense. He hadn't understood international SMS rates at the time. He was so little.

He's not little anymore. That much, Eddie knows, even as his brain struggles through the fog of concussion to untangle the order of his life. He clutches the St Christopher medallion around his neck. It's got him back before. It can do it again.

Well, not it. Maybe Buck's rubbing off on him. It's just a piece of metal, it has no power. Only he does.

He does.

Even concussed to Hell, lost and broken and sore and alone, he has power.

“Get up.” It's Buck. He just knows. He's barely seen him, hasn't even heard him in his waking life but he can conjure the image of him. Big beautiful eyes, and that bruise – no, a birth mark. Oh. Buck.

He grits his teeth and pulls his body from the sand, and he bites his cheeks and howls, but he persists. It's getting dark. Hopefully there's no coyotes out here or he's in trouble. What there is, though, is miscellaneous plane debris and that at least bodes well for strapping his pathetically mortal body back together and getting out of this joint.

“There,” Tommy's voice this time. It guides him to a set of airplane chairs upended in the sand – very possibly the same ones he'd been strapped into that very morning. Between the belts and rigging there's enough to cobble something together, and the Tommy-vision in his mind smiles at him just like he does when they used to wrestle. “Come on, Sergeant. You've got this.”

Not if he doesn't find water soon, he doesn't, but one step at a time.

How far is he from Phoenix anyway?

He pulls up the maps on the phone and it won't load properly – because of course it won't, because these bloody things never do when you need them – but it does promise him the general direction that Phoenix is somewhere to his north-west. Twenty something miles? He's done worse. At least it's dark enough out here to do some starlight navigation, and he's rusty but he's pretty sure it's at least sort of right. Right?

(He had to be told what year it is, but sure, he can navigate by starlight for the first time in a decade, to and from a place he's never been. What could possibly go wrong?)

At least if he finds the heart of the plane wreckage, that will be a start. It's got to be crawling with rescuers by now – the first twelve hours are crucial, and he doesn't know why he knows that with such certainty but he does. And even if it isn't, Buck and Tommy will find him. They'd search to the ends of the earth; he knows that with certainty too. God, he must really love them. He must really be loved, by them.

Eddie doesn't remember how long it's been since the last time he prayed, and not just because of the concussion. He takes a moment to kiss the medallion, and closes his eyes. It's kissing Christopher goodnight, kissing him goodbye; it's kissing Buck after a long day or Tommy before the start of one. It's kissing in the kitchen, the car, the bed, the rain; pride, love, sorrow, heat. It's kissing in hospital gowns, at the school gates, a grazed knee, under the mistletoe – oh, and it's Christmas. He loves Christmas. He smiles.

Then he grits his teeth, and takes a step.

Buck and Tommy switch off driving through the night, and napping in fits and starts. It's not a complete waste – both of them are accustomed to haphazard sleep schedules and high adrenaline conditions, after all – but once the S&R camp is in sight that goes a long way to settling them. It's starting to feel more like they're actually doing something.

By special dispensation, or by the sheer exhaustion and energy of everyone here, they search out the War Room. There's a table in the middle of it with a map laid out, and tiny toothpick markers bearing yellow flags (debris), green flags (survivors) and red flags (the other kind).

“Not bad,” Tommy remarks, “all things considered.”

Buck double checks the scale marker. “That's the search field? It's huge!”

“Would have been an in-air breakup,” Tommy explains. “The debris can fall for hundreds of miles. We're actually pretty lucky.”

Buck frowns at the sea of red; sixty four casualties to just over a dozen found survivors so far. He's always struggled with S&R on this scale; in his heart of hearts it's the main reason he'd probably struggle at a station like Harbor or Mountainside. Not all his wins are clean, but not all his losses are... like this. It doesn't feel lucky.

“Hey! Diaz's boys, right?” They're greeted by a tall, broad, Black man in a navy blue flightsuit who greets them by first gripping Tommy by the forearm, and then Buck. “Anderson. I've heard great things. We've got a bird ready to go for her next run - if you're up for it, Firefighters.”

They share a glance, and outside, there's a crunch of gravel. A car pulling up. A familiar voice calls - “Buck? Tommy?” - and Anderson's face can't help but fall a little at the recognition on his fellow firefighters' faces.

“Who's that?” he asks, almost against his better judgement.

“Eddie's kid,” Tommy explains. Buck's already halfway out the door, mumbling excuses, they shouldn't be this far in, I'll go get them... but when Tommy and Anderson follow him out, he's got his arms around Chris like they've never been apart; kneeling in the bitumen with Chris's face pressed into his neck. Isabel waves over at Tommy.

“Thomas! Come here. Where are you going?”

He points at the sky. “To look for him.”

She clutches her hands over her heart. “Then, what are you waiting for? Bring him back.”

“Yes, ma'am.”

He takes it to heart, and as Chris and Buck pull apart at last, Buck apologetically peeling away to join him, he makes them both that promise too. We'll bring him back.

It feels like Eddie's been walking forever.

Maybe he has, because the sun is coming up and he's still in the middle of the desert. His mouth tastes like sand and blood and he can't keep weight off his bad leg anymore. He collapses, and doesn't bother dragging himself to the scraggle of a bush that passes for shade out here. There's a small copse of trees it feels like he's been walking toward forever. He'll never make it. He'll be found out here, or he won't.

He lifts his phone and squints through his splitting headache at the screen.

4:58am

Battery: 3%

He can't tell where he is or how far he's walked, but anyway - here goes nothing.

“Dad?”

Christopher's voice through the phone feels like sweet rain unleashing on him. He closes his eyes, drinking it in.

“Hey, Superman,” he greets weakly. “Miss you.”

“I miss you too,” Chris says.

Distantly he's kind of aware of the sound that is probably Chris crying. Stubborn kid, hip teenager doesn't want him to know that? Doesn't want to burden him while he's lying out in the Arizona desert waiting to die. It's a very Diaz move, and it's pride and pain at the same time.

“Chris...” Eddie mumbles. “I haven't got much battery left. If I disappear on you it's- it's not by choice, okay?”

He tries not to think of any other disappearing acts he might not have a choice about. There'll be time for that later, once the catabolysis really kicks in. For now, it's Chris. Only Chris. The thing is, though, he didn't really think about getting this far. There's so much to say, but now that he has the chance to say it, it all feels impossible. Silence stretches like the hundreds of miles that lay between them. Chris asks – muted, aside - “What do I do?” and another voice answers, “Keep him talking.”

Chris takes a deep breath.

“Do you remember that year you finally took me skating?” he muses. “You were so scared, but I insisted, and when I fell over you insisted even more til I got back up. I loved that penguin thing, remember, the balance thing? What was his name?”

“Mr Frosty?” In spite of himself, a smile touches Eddie's lips. He does remember Mr Frosty: a plastic penguin skaters' aid almost bigger than Chris was, with a green plastic scarf. He's pretty sure he still has that picture in his wallet, or down the back of the couch, somewhere long gone.

“Mr Frosty!” Chris cheers. “Mr Frosty says don't give up, okay Dad?”

“I won't, buddy. Never,” Eddie lies.

“Good. 'Cause... I want to spend Christmas with you. I wanna go and see the lights.”

“In El Paso?”

“No. At home. Grandma said no but Bisabuela says I can since we're already halfway. Mrs Phillips always does it so well, doesn't she? The lights are no good around Grandma's this year. And... they're not as good without you.”

Chris pauses after his confession, breathing a little hard. “Nothing's as good without you, Dad. That's the real reason I didn't want to do Halloween. Like, it's cringe, but if I can't do cringe shit with my Dad then what's the point?”

“...Don't swear.”

Chris laughs, and Eddie laughs a little too. If he had a single solitary drop of water left in his body he'd probably cry, too, but Chris pushes on.

“You know that song, I'll be home for Christmas? When I was a kid, it was my favourite song. Mom played it a lot and she'd always tell me, it's about a soldier who misses his family. It always reminds me of you. Even though you're not in the army anymore, when you're at work, or when bad things happen, I think of that song. And how you always come home. I need you to come home, Dad. Please. I'm sc-”

Eddie's phone dies, and he's thrown back into crushing silence. He grits his teeth and fights with the thing, but no magic combination of buttons will magic into it a few extra seconds of life. He's got a fire in his belly now though, and he's gotten further on less. He hauls himself to his feet.

Then, from the silence, comes a horrendous noise, and he almost for a second yells at it to shut up and leave him in his misery; he's got problems to solve, places to be – and then it hits him. That sound is a helicopter, for real this time. It's come for him. He's saved. Even better than that, he recognises the lanky form galloping across the desert toward him.

“Buck?”

“EDDIE!”

Buck ducks under his shoulder, scooping him up before he falls, and they hobble the rest of the way back to the chopper together. Tommy is waiting to help them both back inside, with the biggest eye-crinkling smile on his face. He hands Eddie a bottle of water, and Eddie downs almost the whole thing in one breath. If this is a fever dream it's doing one hell of a job.

“Eddie, sit down,” Tommy insists as they take off again. Buck still hasn't let go. “Let me check you out.”

He shakes his head.

“First I gotta radio back. Tell my son I'm coming home.”

#eddie diaz x evan buckley x tommy kinard #buddietommydaily #christopher diaz #the diaz boys #buddietommy #polyfire #tv: 911 #clara's fic tag #merry christmas

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cariantha · 1 year ago

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Chosen at random! 3, 12, 21, 36, 47, 55, 61, 79, 80, 92

I'm greedy, sorry 😆

Hi there! And thank you! I'm going to answer these from my current timeline which would put E&S in Book 2, a couple weeks after the poison attack. I also answered these interview style, so I'm going to include my tag list.

Make Me Admit Stuff

#3: Have you taken someone's virginity?

Sawyer: "No."

Ethan: "Yes." (And I may or may not be currently working on a fic that will reveal who with).😉

#12: Do you own a pair of skinny jeans?

Sawyer: "Yes. Several."

Ethan: "What the hell are 'skinny' jeans?"

Sawyer: "Ethan, they are the kind that I wear. You know, the style that made you curse in frustration the other night as you tried to remove them."

Ethan: "Ah, yes, I have a love/hate relationship with those jeans. But I think I have the technique down now. Unzip, fold down, and peel away."

#21: Are you in a good mood?

Sawyer: "Today ... today has been one of the better days."

She glances at Ethan for reassurance.

Ethan: "Yes..."

He looks lovingly at Sawyer and squeezes her hand.

Ethan: "It's been a good day."

#36: Do you know where the last person you kissed is?

Ethan: "Yes."

Sawyer: (points to Ethan)

#47: Who was the last person to call you?

Sawyer: "My mom. She's been checking in everyday since...it happened."

Ethan: "Naveen. To also check on how Sawyer is doing--"

Sawyer: (covering his hand with hers) "And you..."

#55: Favorite type of fruit pie?

Sawyer: "That's a tough one. I love cherry and apple. Not a big fan of peach. Hmm, if I had to pick just one, I'd go with Razzleberry. It's a mix of raspberries, blueberries and blackberries. Though I do love lemon and key lime too. Really anything tart."

Ethan: (distracted)

Sawyer: "Ethan? What about you?"

Ethan: (looks up from his phone where he was Googling Razzleberry pie recipes) "Oh, uh, Dutch apple."

#61: Wear a bath robe?

Ethan: "No."

Sawyer: "Only because I live with roommates. If I lived on my own, then no."

#79: What was the last concert you saw?

Ethan: "Garth Brooks."

Sawyer: (snaps her head to Ethan in surprise and laughs) "That is not what I was expecting you to say."

Ethan: "Naveen is a huge fan. When I heard that Garth's tour was coming to town last year, I gifted him a pair of tickets for his birthday. He insisted that I go with him."

Sawyer: "Did you wear a cowboy hat and boots?"

Ethan: "No." (starts scrolling through this phone) "But Naveen did. He had the big belt buckle too. I have a picture here somewhere. What about you?"

Sawyer: "Justin Bieber."

Ethan: (rolls his eyes)

Sawyer: "Hey! Don't judge me. I went with my baby sister."

Ethan: "Oh, I'm so judging you right now."

Sawyer: (murmurs under her breath) "My mama don't like you and she likes everyone."

Ethan: "What?"

Sawyer: "Nothing. Next question."

#80: Hot tea or cold tea?

Ethan: "Cold."

Sawyer: "I'm not a fan of either. But if I'm sick and desperate for some relief, I'll sip on some hot tea."

#92: Do you want to get married?

Sawyer: "Yes? I've always pictured myself married one day. But is it a deal breaker if I meet the 'one?' Not necessarily. For me, it's not about the certificate or the title and name change. I just want the promise of commitment. And to be honest, most of my hesitation about getting married has more to with the actual wedding. My mother is a wedding planner, and the thought of her insisting on a huge, over the top wedding makes me break out in hives. If I get married, I want my wedding to be intimate and romantic. I want to be present and savor every moment with my partner. I don't want to be the main attraction at a circus, dancing and performing for everyone else just because it's 'tradition.' Does that makes any sense?"

Ethan: (looks to Sawyer) "I didn't used to think so. But one thing I've learned recently is...it's impossible to know what the future will bring."

Tagging: @potionsprefect @jamespotterthefirst @annfg8 @peonierose @socalwriterbee @tessa-liam @jerzwriter @quixoticdreamer16 @mysticalgalaxysstuff @inlocusmads @txemrn @trappedinfanfiction @mvalentine @takemyopenheart @openheartforeverinmyheart @coffeeheartaddict2 @genevievemd @starrystarrytrouble @hopelessromantic1352 @kyra75 @lsvdw-blog @rookiemartin @headoverheelsforramsey

#thanks for the ask!#make me admit stuff #ethan x sawyer

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servin-up-surveys · 5 months ago

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survey #237

When was the last time you climbed over a fence? Not since I was a kid, I think. Never for trespassing, by the way.

Does your pet wear a collar? So Roman, usually yes, but he hasn't for a while because Mom got a new phone number so the number on his tag is wrong. We're poor and printing a new tag is an expense for us. Cookie has a collar (I... think? I'm blanking right now), but not a tag because the tags that are easily available for us to print are too big for her. She's a chihuahua. Even if it annoys her though, she needs one.

What is the first thing on your Christmas wishlist? I have a feeling I'm going to be asking primarily for a gaming desktop PC. This laptop hasn't had the memory to support WoW since the new xpac pre-patch dropped, and I've found I really miss it. Laptops are limiting with gaming, so a desktop would be nice I'm sure.

What would you do if your mom/dad saw a hickey on you? Mom has before. I think she's usually ignored it, but she's made comments before, which just embarrass me. I'd be even more uncomfortable if Dad commented on it.

What could you say is your biggest time waster? Probably watching YouTube.

Are you a sound sleeper? No. I don't even think it matters how exactly I sleep at night, I have sleep apnea so I'm kinda fucked no matter how "well" I think I sleep.

If you were pregnant, who would you tell first? Realistically, Mom would probably find out first. I live with her and I'd be hysterical (in a very negative way), so...

Do you think that you’re good enough for the one you like? Sometimes I do, more often I don't.

Did you speak to your father today? I haven't spoken to my dad since my nephew's birthday party last month.

What is your father’s middle name? John.

When was the last time you had alcohol? It's been a while.

Have you ever met anyone who claimed to be a witch? I know a few.

Do you know anyone with asthma? Me, my mom, and I think my youngest niece.

Have you ever been involved in a custody battle before? No. Apparently around the divorce Dad threatened to fight for custody just to be hateful (this is according to Mom though, who literally hates him), but he never seriously did, which didn't surprise me at all, it's not like he was ever enthusiastic about acting like a dad.

Have any of your siblings ever had a crush on your significant other? I'm sure no. Our "types" are very different.

Any other names your parents planned to give you? The only name I know of is Kathryn.

Are you healthy? Nope.

Which was the last book that really captivated you? Truly and deeply, The Handmaid's Tale.

Have you ever had a teacher you got really close with? This happened with multiple teachers for me.

When’s the last time you spent time with your cousins? It's been years upon years upon years upon years. Honestly, maybe a decade.

If you had to get a piercing (not ears) what would you get? I want my nostril re-pierced.

Ever been kissed under fireworks? No.

The person you fell the hardest for says they never felt anything for you. What do you say? Bullshit.

Is the last person you kissed mad at you? No.

Has the person you like ever made you upset? Sure, we've dated for three years, that's normal to occasionally happen.

Scenario: If you were getting unwanted attention by some creeper, would the person you like stand up for you? I'm certain he would.

When angry, do you get loud or quiet? It depends, I've done both.

Have you ever been in a secret relationship? I suppose you could say that, with Joel. It wasn't an official relationship, though.

Have you ever danced in front of your mirror naked? God no, I appreciate my eyes.

Are your grandparents still alive? No.

Ever been in a car accident? Yes.

Do you like any of Justin Bieber’s songs? None of the extreme few I've heard.

When you were a kid, did you ever like Barney? I sure did.

Have you ever had champagne? Did you like it? No.

Is going mushroom hunting in the woods something that would interest you? I would go looking for mushrooms to photograph, but that's it.

What were you doing the last time you hung out with a friend? Girt's more than a friend, but whatever. We watched TV.

Is there anything about you that might cause others to dislike you? I AM politically judgmental when it comes to serious political issues. For example, I have trouble actually bonding with right-wing people. I can be perfectly polite and everything to you, but you will not be my friend if you, say, are transphobic.

What was the last big change you made to your physical appearance? That would be whatever year it was when I cut my hair real short. I think 2018.

If you have any pets, do they seem to notice when you’re sick or sad? I think Roman notices, at least when I lay down in bed. I very much think he's aware when I cry that something is off.

Are your hobbies something you’d rather do alone or with others? Mostly alone.

Is there anything about yourself that you’re trying to improve? A LOT!!!!! I want to stop catastrophizing, jumping to conclusions, letting anxiety control me, being so secretive about myself for no proper reason... There's a lot.

What are some of your favorite words? Serendipity, tranquility, serenity, felicity, words like that.

Are there any holidays you used to celebrate, but no longer do? Easter, Halloween, and the 4th come to mind first.

Do you watch music videos? Only Rammstein's.

What’s the longest you’ve gone without sleeping? Three days because I was manic. My body no less than gave out, I basically passed out.

Ever clicked on those banner ads that promise a prize for clicking? No, I'm too familiar with how the Internet works. Even as a kid I didn't believe that stuff.

Do you think machines will take over the world? IF things keep up the way they are, I would not be even remotely surprised.

Ever had a weight change so drastic you went to the doctor? No. I've gone through drastic weight loss, but I knew why.

How cold does it have to be before you put on a sweater? Like, 40s. UNLESS there's wind.

Do you usually get your homework done on time? When I was in school, yes.

Do you have a digital camera? I have a Canon.

Have you ever stuck something inappropriate in an electrical outlet? No.

What is your calendar pic for October? I don't have a calendar, just a planner. The months don't have pictures.

Is there a car you REFUSE to drive? You wouldn't see me in a Tesla because Elon can go to hell.

Have you ever lived in a brand new house? Ha, no.

Has anyone ever pulled a gun on you? Jesus, no.

Are there any chairs in your bedroom? No.

Roughly, how often do you get sick per year? Not often at all. Maybe just once.

Do you go to the doctor, using holistic methods, or do nothing when sick? I go to the doctor and/or use OTC meds.

What was the last reason you cried? My psychiatry appointment left me very upset.

Do people who judge bother you a lot? I think it depends what you're judging about. Harmless shit, that REALLY bothers me. If you're judging someone for being gay or something that just totally doesn't matter, then I judge the hell outta you. It very much depends on the seriousness of the matter and the level of obsession.

What about arrogance? Arrogant people drive me absolutely insane, y'all are gross.

Do you know anyone with Type 1 Diabetes? Uh... I know many people with diabetes, but admittedly idk if it's type one or two.

Do you have a lot of pictures of you and your friends? No. I've gotten better about it, but I'm very uncomfortable in front of cameras.

Do you own anything with the Playboy Bunny on it? Nope.

Where is the last beach you went to? Idk, it was probably Carolina Beach.

Have you ever been rock climbing? No.

Do you own a bean bag chair? No.

Are you the one in a group to talk a lot or do you listen? Listen, generally.

Have you ever touched a caterpillar? Oh yes, I loved holding them as a child. I'm more hesitant as an adult because I actually don't know how to differentiate potentially harmful ones from non-dangerous, I just got lucky as a kid I guess haha.

Have you ever met someone famous? Who? Do tell! Nope.

Who was the last person you cried in front of? My mom and niece. I feel bad for Emerson, I was in bad shape and I think she was confused.

Do you think age matters in relationships? If minors are involved, it absolutely does. I don't care what adults do together.

How many times a year do you go on vacation? Do you tend to go to the same places each time? We don't have the money for vacations and haven't since I was a child.

How many times did it take you to pass your driving test? I've never tried it. I don't even have an active permit anymore.

When you’re in trouble, do your parents ever “middle name” you? Mom does.

If you could change one thing about your appearance, what would it be? My weight.

What color was the last vehicle you traveled in? Does this vehicle belong to you or someone else? Navy. It actually belongs to our family friend/landlord, she lent us her old van because our car is toast.

Are you patriotic at all? Why/why not? HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HELL FUCKING NO the USA fucking sucks

Have you ever had to wear a white lab coat before? Was this in school or for a job? Yes actually, during my last college attempt, it was required for lab days in my science class.

Would you ever want to do the same career(s) as your parents? No.

#survey #surveys

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nevillespuff · 1 year ago

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Tagged By - @ayoweshiftingtonite

Tagging - I interact with literally no one else on here sorry LMAO

Go-To Snack at a Convenience Store - I adore the Hawaiian Sweet Maui Onion Chips!! they are delish

Favorite Type of Clown - me overanalyzing every minuscule interaction I have with this guy in my anatomy class because I'm convinced he's in love with me

Height - I'm a wee 5'2

Favorite Song Right Now - Style by Taylor Swift is an all time fav but rnnn is probably Evergreen by Omar Apollo or Maria by Justin Bieber

Favorite Item of Clothing & Where I Got It - my friend got me these rly flowy black pants from a small business based in Thailand for my bday and I can't remember the brand name but they are so nice even if they're a little big around the waist hehe

Last Movie/Show I Watched & Enjoyed - I watched TBOSAS recently and thought it was alright :) Before that, it was Crazy Rich Asians on my birthday and I loved it as always!!

Last Movie/Show I Watched & Hated - the last thing I remember not loving was the 1st episode of The Office. I just couldn't sit through the 1st season

Thing You Have no Use for But Refuse to Throw Out - I ordered a 4 pack of the vanilla Burt's Bees and used them religiously before I switched to my tub of Aquaphor and they all say "[my name]'s Bees" on them instead of Burt's Bees bc they sell customs and I still have all of the empty tubes omg

Have You Ever Met Your Great-Grandparents? - no :( they both passed before I was born

Favorite Flower - I'm a v simple gal and a huge fan of baby's breath

Favorite Quote - “I think there are people that help you become the person that you end up being and you can be grateful for them, even if they were never meant to be in your life forever. I’m glad I knew you too” I think this is from Bojack Horseman. have been doing some grieving these days so this fits

What Superpower Would You Pick if You Could Have One? - girl bye I had to look up examples of superpowers anyways I think healing or elemental control or teleportation

Fictional Character(s) I Would Most Want to Meet - Harry Potter, Meredith Grey, Topanga Lawrence

okay back to studying for my chem final lol

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rainbowskittle · 2 years ago

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Random questions with random answers I thought of.. I love music and thought maybe you all too would like to discover new music. You don’t have to if you don’t want to.

🎶 🎸 ☀️🌙✨

MUSIC Q & A TAG

Who brings back nostalgia? Simple Plan.

Who was your first concert? Daughtry.

Who would you time travel to see their first concert? Queen.

Who is your favorite sibling band? AJR.

Who is your favorite couple band? Us The Duo

Who do you see not talked about enough? Pale Waves.

Who has the coolest band name? The National Parks. .. Or H.E.R

Who do you listen to when you are sad? N/A I don’t cry to music.

Who can you listen to on repeat and never get tired of? Green Day

Who is one artist you’ll never like? Justin Bieber.

Who shares your birthday? Jack Barakat (All Time Low)

Who is your favorite a cappella? Pentatonix

Who is your favorite trio? Avenue Beat or Flo

What fictional character in a band is your favorite? Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)

Who was your first crush? Billie Joe Armstrong (Green Day) , Avril Lavigne and Demi Lovato all at same time it just clicked.

Who’s lyrics would you get tattooed? Conan Gray or Sam Smith or Green Day maybe idk.

Who sings in language you don’t speak? The BossHoss

What music genre do you think is the most underrated? Indie.

What song do you like with a color in the name? Rainbow by Kacey Musgraves.

Tag: @coldbrewqueer @vainillabean @aribeexx @making-the-most-0f-it @ad-meliora-0 @s0ulscollide @thatstonerfriend @du-strahlst-und-du-scheinst @diaries-of-a-gay-girl @fuckinnproblems @livin-everyday @im-real-not-perfect-deal-with-it @acetrainerjen @girlswithguns22magnum @indigeum and everyone else who wants to. 💛

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echovilled · 27 days ago

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tag game.

thank you @lizzybeth1986 for the tag! 💖 (it's @beyonceswigs haha!)

Currently Reading: I'm currently reading the Theory of Games and Economic Behavior by John Von Neumann and Oskar Morgenstern

Favourite Colour: I have many favorite colors but one I'm feeling currently is Espresso Brown. I've seen it every where and I think it's the color of the year now?

Last Song: Justin Bieber - Fa La La ft. Boyz II Men for the season!

Last Movie: The Accused (1988 Film)

Sweet/Spicy/Savoury: I'm a big fan of spicy food but I do have a spice tolerance.

Currently Working On:

Aether's Character Sheet

A Birthday Precedent for Selina (her birthday is December 24th 🎄)

I'm editing Kareena's character sheet to fit my new political story that she'll be the main character for.

tagging: I got tagged in this a year ago so whoever I wanted to be tagged in this has probably done it already lmao. If you haven't though, you're welcome to do it!

#tag meme #thank you for tagging me in this lizzy!

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sunsetblvdhq · 1 month ago

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You have arrived on Sunset Boulevard, ARIANA GRANDE! Will you follow in the glamorous footsteps of the stars who came before you, or forge your own path to stardom?

Welcome to SunsetBoulevardHQ, BEE. We’re so happy to have you and can’t wait for you to join in on the fun with us! Please make sure to check off the following:

Send us your account within 24 hours of acceptance!

Follow everyone on the blogroll!

Follow our tracked tags, which you can find here!

OPTIONAL: Message us for the link to the OOC blog!

NAME/ALIAS, AGE, TIMEZONE, & PRONOUNS:

Bee, 24, GMT+1, She/Her

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FIRST CHOICE:

Ariana Grande

SECOND CHOICE:

Zendaya Coleman

GENDER YOUR FC IDENTIFIES WITH & PRONOUNS:

Cis Female , She /Her

AGE AND BIRTHDAY:

31, June 26th 1993

CAREER:

Singer / Actress

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WANTED CONNECTIONS:

Cynthia Erivo , Jonathan Bailey, Liz Gillies, Victoria Justice, Victoria Monét, Hailey Baldwin, Justin Bieber, Pete Davidson

TRIGGER WARNINGS:

N/A.

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OTHER:

She’s single / Divorced from Dalton Gomez, her exes are Pete Davidson, Dalton Gomez, Ethan Slater,

#hollywood rp #celeb rp #celebrity rp #rpf rp #fame rp #famous rp #plotless rp #new rp #hollywood rpg #sunsetaccepted #submission #ariana grande

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kym-truestory · 1 year ago

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Thanks @rainyhoundanimemusic

Well, let’s go

Let your playlist predict your yr, play it on shuffle & 1st 12 songs are your 2024

January: Nico & Chelsea Collins-Alien (umm…ok, I don’t know how to feel about this)

February: Jesse McCartney-Beautiful Soul (I’m gonna say this means a good Valentine’s Day)

March: 5 Seconds Of Summer-She Looks So Perfect (sounds like it’s gonna be party time)

April: Blink-182-Always (huh??? Again, I don’t know how to feel about this)

May: Metro Station-Shake It (sounds like we’re gonna kick off a fun summer)

June: Justin Timberlake-Not A Bad Thing (Aww…love)

July: Hunter Hayes-Amen (Aww…more love)

August: Sleeping W/ Sirens-If You Can’t Hang (uh-oh…I don’t know, depends on how you look @ it)

September: Taylor Swift-22 (ooh…gonna be a dope birthday)

October: Justin Bieber ft. Nicki Minaj-Beauty & A Beat (plenty of fun)

November: Flo Rida ft. Sia-Wild Ones (holiday season, we’re gonna turn up)

December: Zedd ft. Foxes-Clarity (sounds like a good way to wrap up the yr I think)

Not sure this’ll be so accurate haha; nonetheless, I’m pulling for a good yr & hope you’re all doing the same

Tags: @maceline27 @princess-kayleigh @five-sos-five @alyson-mae-sweetheart3 @caityrayeraye @jaysee049 @jjfrommn @theblueteamblocker @calumhoodaily

i wanna start a tag game so: let your spotify predict your 2024!

shuffle your on repeat playlist, and the first twelve songs represent your 2024

january- guns and ships- hamilton (idek what this could represent but okay)

february- we fell in love in october- girl in red (PLEASE)

march- say no to this- hamilton (…i have nothing to say about this)

april- castles crumbling- taylor swift ft hayley williams (damnit sad month then?)

may- you’re losing me- taylor swift (FUCK TWO SAD MONTHS?? breakup songs are even worse now that im actually in a relationship. please. better not be accurate)

june- astronomy- conan gray (please stop why am i having so many sad songs)

july- stoned- ed sheeran (oh fuck this)

august- new year’s day- taylor swift (hm okay. idk what to say about this)

september- heather- conan gray (i consider heather to be a happy song AND it’s mine and my partners song so i’m taking this as a good one)

october- 18- one direction (yessss we’re going okay now)

november- king of my heart- taylor swift (YESSS)

december- all too well (ten minute version)- taylor swift (i take it back ugh)

no pressure tags!!- @autumnleavesforwinter @weeping-in-the-willows @swiftieannah @felizusnavidad @jittyjames @anixknowsnothin (please help me get this off the ground, but also if this flops you saw nothing)

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gonehollywoodrp · 2 years ago

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CONGRATULATIONS, ANYA! your role of LOUIS TOMLINSON has been accepted and we’re happy to welcome you to GONE HOLLYWOOD! now that your application has been accepted, here are a few things that you should do and we’re looking forward to seeing you on the dash!

send your account in within 24 hours.

follow everyone on the blog roll.

follow all the tracked tags.

make sure you’re following all the guidelines for your new role.

send us a message if you’d like a link to our OOC blog.

OOC:

NAME/ALIAS: Anya

AGE: 28

TIME ZONE: gmt-3

PRONOUNS: she/they

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IC:

PREFERRED CELEBRITY: Louis Tomlinson

BACKUP CELEBRITY: Justin Bieber

CELEBRITIES GENDER: male

CELEBRITIES PRONOUNS: he/him

AGE & BIRTHDAY: Louis ( December 24, 1991 / age: 31)

CAREER: musician

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OTHER:

WANTED CONNECTIONS: Ed Sheeran, Rihanna, Billie Eilish, The Weeknd, Jaden Smith

GUIDELINES PASSWORD: rfp.

DO YOU WANT YOUR CELEBRITY INCLUDED IN THE GOSSIP BLOG?: rfp.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: rfp.

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ANYTHING ELSE:

MISC: This will be a sideblog, i will be switching from Gong Yoo.

Louis is single and father of Freddie Tomlinson.

i also write Beyoncé, Chris Chan, Jackson Wang, Kevin Jonas, Kim Jongin / Kai, Kim Seokjin, Kylie Jenner, Manny Jacinto and Park Sooyoung / Joy

#gonehollywoodaccepted #celeb rp #hollywood rp #fame rp #famous rp #plotless rp #celebrity rp #submission #louis tomlinson

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regardingjenmish · 3 years ago

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Hi hi! Im new to the fandom. What did Misha do for Jensen's bday last year? 👀

He posted on IG a very lovely post that was not at all loud and full of gunshots. In which he tagged his username on the heart and made a joke about shipping something between them and then called him his favorite March 1 baby. But it’s okay because he ended it with wishing Justin Bieber happy birthday instead, so it wasn’t so obvious…

#anonymous #its cool nobody was suspicious about the post at all #the wishing Jensen a happy birthday but then tagging justin bieber is like their little inside joke at this point

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kkaebsongtypo · 4 years ago

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[11:53pm] You nodded your head to the tempo of the song that blasted from your speaker, occasionally hollering the lyrics when not thinking about what you were typing. The music echoed down the hall from your bedroom, filling the empty home with upbeat melodies. While immersed in the music and your writing, you didn’t hear the front door open and close, meaning Mark had gotten home.

“Are you listening to Justin Beiber?” You jumped at the sudden sound of Mark’s voice coming from the doorway. You nodded at him and rested a hand over your heart, the speed spiking from being startled. Your eyes followed him as he entered the room before going back to having your fun. He made his way over to your side of the bed, where you were sitting and took a seat on the edge next to your legs. You continued typing the end of your sentence before looking up at him and serenading him passionately.

“Love me, love me Say that you love me Fool me, fool me Oh, how do you do me” Mark smiled and chuckled at your dramatic performance. You clutched your chest with one hand and reached the other out towards him, making sure he knew who you were singing about. Throwing away all the care you had for the piece of writing on your screen you closed your eyes and fell back against the various pillows that leaned against the headboard and continued through the chorus.

“Tell me what I wanna hear” you threw both arms in the air and looked up to the ceiling before holding your hands out to Mark for the last line of the chorus.

“Tell me you love me” you giggled when he gently placed your laptop on the bedside table and took your hands in his, pulling you to your feet. He sang along with you to the song as the lyrics came through the speaker; the classic, catchy words from your childhoods appearing from the depths of your memories. You danced around your bedroom, your hand in Marks, without a care in the world.

The minor exhaustion from practice seemed to disappear from Mark's body when he saw you smile and practically belt out the lyrics of Somebody To Love. You both laughed and took advantage of the fun filled atmosphere of the room.

As the previous song came to a close, you slowed down to catch your breath.You turned to Mark when the gentle melody of One Less Lonely Girl filtered through the speaker. You smiled softly at the sight of Mark in a slight bow, offering his hand to you. The dim lighting in the room from the string lights on the wall casted a warm glow on his skin.

“May I have this dance, my dear?” A quiet laugh slipped through your lips as you placed your hand in his. He pulled you closer towards himself, placing his other hand on your waist. You rested your hand on his shoulder and looked up at him as he began singing softly.

“Don’t need these other pretty faces like I need you And when you’re mine in the world”

“There’s gonna be one less lonely girl” You chimed in quietly when the chorus started. Smiling and locking eyes with your boyfriend, singing makeshift harmonies.

You wrapped your arms around Mark’s neck and pulled him even closer before resting your head against his chest. His hands settled on your lower back as you swayed side to side. You closed your eyes, relishing in the romantic moment. Mark glanced at the clock that hung on the wall and rested his cheek against the top of your head before placing a delicate kiss to your temple.

“Happy anniversary, baby.” You looked up at him with your brows furrowed in brief confusion and turned your head to look at the time. 12:09am. Your smile grew again when you realized that it really was, infact, your anniversary. When you turned back, you locked eyes with Mark and noticed the sparkle his wide eyes held, and they way they were flooded with adoration.

“Happy anniversary to you too, my love.” Mark ran his hands up and down your sides slowly as your fingers played with the ends of his hair. Mark leaned forwards to place a kiss on your forehead before wrapping his arms back around you. You pulled him forward gently and leaned towards his lips. His mouth met yours in the middle with a sweet kiss.

Mark placed one last, small kiss to your nose, continuing to dance with you as the song drew to a close.

“I’m gonna put you first I’ll show you what your worth If you let me inside your world There’s gonna be one less lonely girl.”

unus annus m.l

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