harlstark
harlstark
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please send me asks i am begging you. 19 | he/they/xe autistic | queer | i work in the film industry time to time
harlstark · 16 hours ago
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So, okay, fun fact. When I was a freshman in high school… let me preface by saying my dad sent me to a private school and, like a bad organ transplant, it didn’t take. I was miserable, the student body hated me, I hated them, it was awful.
Okay, so, freshman year, I’m deep in my “everything sucks and I’m stuck with these assholes” mentality. My English teacher was a notorious hard-ass, let’s call him Mr. Hargrove. He was the guy every student prayed they didn’t get. And, on top of ALL OF THE SHIT I WAS ALREADY DEALING WITH, I had him for English.
One of the laborious assignments he gave us was to keep a daily journal. Daily! Not monthly or weekly. Fucking daily. Handwritten. And we had to turn it in every quarter and he fucking graded us. He graded us on a fucking journal.
All of my classmates wrote shit like what they did that day or whatever. But, I did not. No, sir. I decided to give the ol’ middle finger to the assignment and do my own shit.
So, for my daily journal entries, over the course of an entire year, I wrote a serialized story about a horde of man-eating slugs that invaded a small mining town. It was graphic, it was ridiculous, it was an epic feat of rebellion.
And Mr. Hargrove loved it.
It wasn’t just the journal. Every assignment he gave us, I tried to shit all over it. Every reading assignment, everyone gushed about how good it was, but I always had a negative take. Every writing assignment, people wrote boring prose, but I wrote cheesy limericks or pulp horror stories.
Then, one day, he read one of my essays to the class as an example of good writing. When a fellow student asked who wrote it, he said, “Some pipsqueak.”
And that’s when I had a revelation. He wanted to fight. And since all the other students were trying to kiss his ass, I was his only challenger.
Mr. Hargrove and I went head-to-head on every assignment, every conversation, every fucking thing. And he ate it up. And so did I.
One day, he read us a column from the Washington Post and asked the class what was wrong with it. Everyone chimed in with their dumbass takes, but I was the one who landed on Mr. Hargrove’s complaint: The reporter had BRAZENLY added the suffix “ize” to a verb.
That night I wrote a jokey letter to the reporter calling him out on the offense in which I added “ize” to every single verb. I gave it to Mr. Hargrove, who by then had become a friendly adversary, for a chuckle and he SENT IT TO THE REPORTER.
And, people… The reporter wrote back. And he said I was an exceptional student. Mr. Hargrove and I had a giggle about that because we both knew I was just being an asshole, but he and the reporter acknowledged I had a point.
And that was it. That was the moment. Not THAT EXACT moment, but that year with Mr. Hargrove taught me I had a knack for writing. And that knack was based in saying “fuck you” to authority. (The irony that someone in a position of authority helped me realize that is not lost on me.)
So, I can say without qualification that Mr. Hargrove is the reason I am now a professional writer. Yes, I do it for a living. And most of my stuff takes authorities of one kind or another to task.
Mr. Hargrove showed me my dissent was valid, my rebellion was righteous, and that killer slugs could bring a city to its knees. Someone just needs to write it.
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harlstark · a day ago
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Eddie was going to work side-by-side with Hen and she went 🤨
Eddie, people who aren't Buck, like space when they work
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harlstark · 6 days ago
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harlstark · 10 days ago
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us.
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harlstark · 13 days ago
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oliver stark logs on to instagram once in a while to make sure buddie nation is thriving and i appreciate that so much
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harlstark · 14 days ago
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(will i ever stop? no.) buddie + textposts
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harlstark · 14 days ago
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buck begins // the searchers
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harlstark · 14 days ago
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I rejuvenate all my own mistakes. The last time's never as good as your first. Still can't get it right, trust me I have tried. Every battle's an internal fight, so I'm back at square one. Look how far that I've come, to be back at square one
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Can't escape the thrill, I won't stop until there's no holding on to my last breath. Life's a bitter pill, my emotions spill; always wanting more than I possess, so I'm back at square one. Look how far that I've come, to be back at square one.
9-1-1 5x03 // Moss Kena “Square One”
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harlstark · 15 days ago
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the twist in 5x04 is gonna be that the girl best friends were in love with each other and since hen and eddie are the focus characters of the episode it’ll them both reacting to that situation in similar ways since she realized she’s a lesbian because of her best friend and because he’s realizing some things about the root of his aversion to dating ana (and his feelings for buck), and then them being partners in 5x05 leads up eddie opening up to her about his recent sexuality confusion i see the light i am ascending this is the truth
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harlstark · 16 days ago
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Eddie: Buck, I'm sad.
Buck: *Holds out arms for a hug* It’s going to be okay.
Chimney: Maddie, I'm sad.
Maddie, nodding: mood.
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harlstark · 16 days ago
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You're laughing. The repressed queer firefighter broke up with his girlfriend over breakfast and you're laughing.
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harlstark · 16 days ago
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he's asking you to go home while i'm not a guest at his house, i have my own key and i come and go as i please because that's my home too. we're not the same.
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harlstark · 22 days ago
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buck, barely prying: you need to tell me if something is wrong 🥺
eddie, folding immediately: alright, fine. jesus christ man you really know how to pull it out of a guy, huh? really putting your foot to my neck, my guy. really twisting my arm here, friend. i’ve been shot twice but this is what does me in, right? two bullets and a lifetime worth of trauma is nothing to your soft request and precious, worried eyes, pal. i’ll tell you whatever you want to know just put those things away. they’re dangerous
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harlstark · 22 days ago
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i fight so hard to try and protect him, i forget falling down is a part of life.
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harlstark · 22 days ago
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my gender was lost in a thrift store while i wasn't looking. hope whoever found it is making good use of it
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