9-1-1 Lone Star did my least favourite trope in way I adore it.
It's the 'not tell a loved one the truth to protect them' trope and not only did the loved one figure it out on their own because they realised that SO tried to tell them something, and they weren't even mad at their significant other. The significant other wanted the person that the secret is about to tell the loved one but they didn't. And for the most of the episode SO tried to tell the loved one, but failed.
The most important part the significant other did tell the loved one the truth!
My new headcanon is that Buck understands Spanish, but he can't speak. Like he can understand the words and what they mean but he can't think of how to say something when he needs to.
I hereby request a recommendation or a new fic where Buck briefly loses his memories and turns into season 1 Buck. Or for that matter, I just want a fic where Eddie meets season 1 Buck and has to deal with that menace.
HOWEVER, if you do go the amnesia route. I also want parental moments with Athena and Bobby, and Buck being weirded out by it. And, of course, him realising that his life will get better. So, the whole 'sex addiction' fixes by just having a stable family that love and support him(mainly Eddie and Chris, but Maddie as well).
Love and thanks in advance, a random generated name.
I swear, Tommy redemed himself in Chimney's backstory, which is before Hen's backstory. I'm pretty sure he was one of the people that complained about their previous captain.
He wasn't really mysogenistic or racist, he just didn't want to befriend people he might lose. And I think he didn't want to come close to Hen and Chim because they actually seemed like decent human beings he might start liking.
Watching 911 for the first time. First, Why did nobody tell me there is lesbian couple?
I genuinely think Buck was always supposed to Bi. This entire episode was about couples and it was meant to be about Buck coming to terms with being officially single. And it had a bunch of relationships in different stages in life. And one representation of it didn't have was a lesbian couple. Not even Hen and Karen.
to you, it’s a shitty sentence. to some random bitch 500 miles away, it’s a fire line that’ll haunt them for the next 17 years.
you don’t know how impactful your writing is because it’s been in your brain for far too long now. you’ve stared at it for hours and repeated “this sucks” over and over again to the point that you killed your capacity to feel anything about your work.
but trust me, once you get your shit out there, someone’s gonna go over that paragraph you hate and go “jesus fucking christ” and put the book down to have an existential crisis.