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Too many ships, not enough time...

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This is how I imagine what happened after Tommy left:

Buck locks his door, grabs the trash bags he needs to bring downstairs, and almost runs right into Ms. Elsie, his neighbor who had taken over when Veronica had moved out.

(And hadn't that been a glorious day, coming home and seeing the movers running from her place to the elevator? Buck hadn't even cared about the sneer she sent him.)

"Oh, Buck," Ms. Elsie says, and he smiles at her and bends down so she can fuss with his hair, like she always does. "Who was that dashing young man last night?"

And Buck... look, it's not like he had forgotten Tommy had been there - impossible, he'd never forget that - but he hadn't expected anyone else to know. Somehow he had been sure Tommy's visit had happened in a vacuum, just for him.

"Uh. That... you saw him?"

"Honey, I was on my way out, there was no way I could miss a strapping gentleman like him do a fist pump in front of your door and more hop than walk all the way to the elevator."

Buck's brain needs a moment to parse through what she is saying, but then a giant smile breaks out on his face, realizing that Tommy had reacted like that to Buck agreeing to a date. After their kiss.

"Oh, I see," Ms. Elsie hums, a knowing smirk on her lips, and, really, she should be too old to look this mischievous. "Well then," she pats his cheek, "enjoy your time with your boyfriend, Buck!"

She walks into her own apartment, leaving Buck standing there, frozen, the word "Boyfriend" running through his mind on repeat.

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talk to me about the bucktommy invisible string theory, if you please 🎤

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Okay hear me out. Without Tommy? Buck would not be where he is now, and so much of the 118 falls apart without him:

  • Tommy starts at the 118 closeted and desperate to hide it so he follows along with the boys club
  • Howie arrives and starts chipping away at that by trying to become actual friends with his team mates
  • Tommy only decides to open up after Howie stuck his neck out to save Tommy's life from that retail explosion. This is the start of his separation from the boys club mentality
  • Hen joins the 118 and Tommy sees how quickly Gerrard shits on her (his look when Gerrard calls Hen the "latest diversity hire" is almost sheer disgust, hidden fairly quickly) despite Hen proving that she is just as smart and capable as anyone else on the job
  • Hen's "I see you" speech is his catalyst; he files complaints against Captain Gerrard, contributing to Gerrard being fired and Bobby being instated as captain
  • The boys club is almost done with anyway, but Tommy's done playing with that mindset. He befriends Hen and Howie.
  • He is personally present to witness the shift in dynamic happening once again when Bobby instates family dinners as a 118 tradition
  • When he eventually leaves to join Harbour, he leaves a gap in the 118 A-shift to be filled by none other than Evan Buckley, probie.

If Chim hadn't saved Tommy's life: Tommy wouldn't have started to pull back from the boys club, or really understood the issues with Gerrard's captaincy.

If Tommy hadn't reported Gerrard: Bobby wouldn't have become captain.

If Tommy had stayed at the 118: there'd be no room for Buck.

If Tommy hadn't befriended Hen and Chim: Buck never would've met Tommy.

Tommy Kinard is the linchpin holding it all in place. If just one single decision had been changed, everything would be different. Buck is where he is, with the family he's found, because of Tommy Kinard. And he can't see it. Tommy can't see the bigger picture, the opportunities he created with his seemingly small actions. And Buck is exactly the same way.

Their paths were always meant to cross. They were always meant to know each other, to fall in love. Because without even knowing it, Tommy has always been making a space for Evan. And just like with their first date, it turns out that Tommy stepping away is exactly what Buck needed in order to step forward.

I guess if you really want to go in on the metaphor: Buck's been following the pull of this invisible string for a long time, following Tommy from such a distance that he can't see the other end of the string yet, can't see who he's following. He just knows he's searching for something. For someone. And then the pull slacked once Buck got to the 118. The tether relaxed when they both stood still, when they both found the right places to wait. And one act of loyalty and courage from a friend years ago echoed along the string to pull them closer together, until they were standing in the same place.

By a helicopter on an airfield, preparing to fly out into literally unknown waters, the string pulled them in tight and said: "There he is. He's what you've been looking for, what youve been waiting for. Go get him."

Or something like that.

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That's beautiful

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weewoo911

Groomzilla Buck canon imo✨

You just know when he gets married he’s gonna be insufferable

He’s gonna insist on being his own wedding planner. He’s gonna have a headset and a binder and drive everyone insane and I love that for him 💖

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crimsonclad

everyone is annoyed by Clipboard Buck brother-of-the-bride-zilla UNTIL the lavish wedding is called off due to a medical emergency and he seamlessly handles handling everything with all the vendors due to having all their contact info on his dumb clipboard!!!! Don’t worry Maddie he talked to the florist the venue reps the videographer the photographer the string quartet the catering crew the officiant the valet crew the extended family in from PA the hotel about the room that mysteriously got trashed the other hotel where the newlyweds were supposed to stay the night of the wedding the other other hotel where they were supposed to stay on their honeymoon the airline the limo company and you KNOW he posted an update on their wedding website!!!!!

Margaret Buckley didn’t DESERVE to have her least favorite child carefully wrapping a corsage around her wrist right before the impromptu hospital wedding, but by god there he was onscreen doing it, probably with flowers salvaged from the bridal party bouquets no one got to use the day before (after haggling with the florist), pins in his mouth as he counted boutonnières in between texts to let Tommy know the ETA. sometimes logistics are a love language etc etc

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neilnevins

please watch this scene from the Garfield movie that establishes how evil the villain is

Omg that's Stephen Tobolowsky, I love the man, he almost made me believe in god again when I met him at a Glee convention :D

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Obi-Wan's shit eating smirk is EVERYTHING.

Every second of Obi-Wan's life from the beginning of time to after his death has been shaped and influenced by the Force. He's seen things some of the greatest Jedi Masters in history - some Sith Lords - couldn't conceive of. He's stood on a planet that was the Force, he's trained the son of the Force and embodiment of the Force's destiny, he's currently staring right at the grandson of the Force. He's spent years in hiding because his only hope was Luke's destiny, and now that destiny is in motion, proving his hope wasn't vain. He can feel the hum of every life in the universe on his skin, in his mind, in his heart. He can touch the fabric of the universe and has been doing it practically daily since he was a toddler. He has lost EVERYTHING and EVERYONE to the gigantic cosmic clash of the agents of light and darkness and yet he's still fighting because he knows the Force so well that he's sustained by the knowledge that good will prevail.

AND THIS GALACTIC IDIOT

WHOSE WOOKIE BFF WAS FRIENDS WITH YODA

WHO IS TRANSPORTING GENERAL OBI-WAN KENOBI AND THE SON OF ANAKIN SKYWALKER TO MEET WITH LEIA ORGANA

IN THE MOST FATED ENCOUNTER OF THEIR TIMES SINCE OBI-WAN AND ANAKIN'S

IS TELLING LUKE SKYWALKER

IN FRONT OF OBI-WAN KENOBI

THAT THE FORCE IS HOGWASH

Obi-Wan is DYING this is the most fun he's had since the early days of the Clone Wars the trip was worth it for this moment alone

Someone help him

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the fact that there are white people going "omg they're just like us" about people in south, south east, south west asia and africa and south america like it's some huge revelation that we're all human is so fucking dismal to me. what do you mean you never considered the personhood of the people who don't look like you or don't have your culture? why do you think that you're unique in your suffering? why do you think you deserve praise for realizing that we're all human?

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After shoving Hansel in the oven, the witch turns to Gretel - who is currently fending the witch off with a gingerbread chair - and says:

“I can’t believe you thought a trail of breadcrumbs would save you. I mean, honestly, this is a forest! It’s full of animals. Honestly, the very idea that a dumb shit like you thought you could get the better of me is absurd.”

Gretel hits her in the face with said chair. To be fair to the witch, she takes the chairshot like a champ.

“Ow!”

“Did you know,” says Gretel, “that crows are capable of facial recognition?”

“Eh?” Says the witch, clambering to her feet and pulling a candy cane sledgehammer off the wall. “What’s that got to do with anything?”

“Not only that,” Gretel continues, “but they can remember both friends and enemies. And they’ll often follow people they remember as friends.”

The two fence with their sugared weapons for a moment, before the witch knocks the chair out of Gretel’s hands.

“Enough with the bird facts! Honestly, this whole attempted escape has been utter clownshoes. Get in the fucking oven!”

She seizes Gretel by the collar. Gretel immediately sandbags, letting her whole body go limp. This eminently practical defense forces the witch to try and deadlift her. Which is hard, as the witch often skips leg day.

“For example,” Gretel says, as the witch struggles and grunts, “if you feed crows a lot of breadcrumbs, they’ll probably start to see you as a friend and follow you in the hope of more food.”

The witch stops. Outside, she hears the thunder of wings.

“They’ll even bring you shiny things they find as presents!” Says Gretel, as a corner of the gingerbread ceiling is suddenly cut away by a large crow with a knife in its mouth.

“Oh shitballs.” Says the witch, as the crows descend. “I hope you know this is a great unkindness.”

“Technically,” Says Gretel, “It’s a murder.”

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