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we’re still writing pages sterek, marrish, divorced besties stiles & lydia for @averysterekfall 
Autumn is Stiles’ favorite time of the year—leaves are falling, the air is getting crisp, the whole of Market Street smells like cinnamon, and he gets to spend Saturday mornings watching his daughter tear around a football field like there’s nowhere else she’d rather be.
Okay, he’d be a little happier if someone stopped scheduling pee-wee football games at nine in the morning, but it’s not so bad. At least their first game is at home, which means he can stumble out of bed half an hour before it starts, shower, and walk down to the high school football field where their games are played and still be on time. And his ex-wife clearly still loves him because she’d texted him that she picked up coffee for both of them, so the only detour he has to make is into the bakery where he can pick up two apple cider donuts and a pumpkin muffin, and he’s done.
Audrey’s already on the field when he gets there—both donuts devoured, sugar wiped from the corners of his mouth—and she waves excitedly when she sees him, helmet dangling from her fingertips. He waves back, points over to where her coaches are gathering the rest of the players, and waits until she’s trotted off to look up at the bleachers and make his way to Lydia.
“Hey,” he says, handing over the white paper bag with the muffin and smacking a kiss on her cheek.
She hands him a cup, which he takes a grateful sip of, and leans into him briefly. “Where’s your dad?”
“Finishing up a shift,” Stiles answers. The coffee’s good, just what he needs, which doesn’t surprise him. They may be coming up on being divorced for longer than they were married, but Lydia still knows him better than almost anyone. “He said he’d get here if he could, but he’ll be there for lunch either way.”
“Please tell me we aren’t planning on going to the diner again.” Lydia’s face, when he sneaks a look, is pale.
“Smell of fried food still bothering you?” he asks, and she nods. He wrinkles his nose and slides an arm around her shoulders, pulling her into a side-hug. “How does pizza at home sound?”
“Better,” she says. She pats his knee before she straightens up, smoothing the wrinkled hem of her dress down over her leggings, hand running over her baby bump before resting it there. “Jordan said you had a date last night.”
“Jordan needs to keep his mouth shut,” he says, without much bite. “It was just drinks. Awkward as hell. Zero chance of a second date.” The kids break out of their huddle then and jog towards the fifty yard line; Stiles seizes the opportunity to change the subject. “Hey, what’s the plan for Audrey’s birthday?”
Audrey’s birthday isn’t for another two months, but it works; Lydia’s got her phone out in an instant, reading through a list of ideas, and Stiles sits back and enjoys the football game.
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S05E16 » MAY DAY
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ravi panikkar in season five: 5x13
[Image ID: 6 GIFs of Ravi Panikkar from 9-1-1 s05e13. GIF 1: Ravi and Chimney hug as Ravi tells him, “Welcome back! We missed you.” GIF 2: Ravi tells Bobby, “For the record, I’m saying yes to whatever he doesn’t want, so…” as Chim and Bobby squabble about food. GIF 3: Ravi and Buck pull up a woman who was about to fall. GIF 4: Ravi, with a disgusted look on his face agrees with Hen’s judgements about tilapia. GIF 5: Ravi smugly says to Chim,“On the plus side, I’m no longer the new guy.” GIF 6: Ravi tells Chim, “I’m glad you’re back. You seem better. Glad you guys worked it out.” /end ID]
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Tyler Hoechlin as Clark Kent/Superman
SUPERMAN AND LOIS - 2x06 “Tried and True”
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9-1-1: LONE STAR Carlos Reyes
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of braids and bonds
just pushing more girldad!Eddie content at y’all, no biggie. This is part of a series, and you can read the origin on AO3. 
Chris is 15, Vera is 3 in this fic.
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Word Count: 2356 words
He hears the tornado before it hits.
“Daddy!” 
Wood flooring can’t disguise the fast pitter-patter of approaching footsteps as their daughter runs into the living room, and Eddie barely has two seconds to brace himself before Vera collides with his legs, running straight into him without stepping on the brakes.
His breath leaves him in a whoosh as her head rams into his stomach, but he goes with the movement, heaving her up into his arms. “Now where are you off to, Miss Fast and Furious?”
“Daddy, braid,” she demands, holding out her hairbrush and a tattered ponytail holder. The r sounds more like a w and the vowels stretch a little as she gets used to the new word. Eddie has to hold back a smile at how cute she sounds.
“I don’t know how to, kiddo. You think you can wait until tonight so Aunt Maddie can do it for you? Like last time?” As he says the words, he can already see the stubborn set of her mouth forming, the one that Eddie will forever deny comes from him. 
“No, you do it,” she says, thrusting the hairbrush at him again insistently. Her eyes slant in the way Buck’s do when he’s determined, and Eddie’s always been a sucker for that look, and it’s even worse when it’s on their daughter, so he caves.
Eddie sighs but swings her back and forth as he takes a seat on the floor in front of the couch, eliciting joyful shrieks from her that bounce off the ceiling. He sits cross-legged, plants Vera in front of him and pulls his phone out.
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cast • Albert Han of the 133
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ravi panikkar: resident genius
[Image desc: 6 GIFs from the show 9-1-1.
GIF 1: In s04e12, Chimney squints at someone from up on a bridge and says, “Is that probie?”
GIF 2: Ravi, standing in the middle of shrubbery and vegetation with a torch and a shovel in his hands, looks up at the firefam on the bridge and exclaims, “Guys! I found it!”
GIF 3: In s05e05, Ravi looks at Bobby in the middle of a chemical fire and says, “These chemicals are reacting to water. We need CO2.”
GIF 4: Bobby looks at Buck and says, “Well, what are you waiting for?”
GIF 5: In s05e09, Hen checks her watch and exclaims, “How the hell did you manage to shave almost three minutes off of Buck’s best coffee run time?”
GIF 6: Ravi tells Hen, “It’s called a mobile order, Hen. Walked in and the drinks were waiting.”
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EMOJI MEME:
@evaneddie requested: 🙄🙃😐🛑 ↳ athena grant
[Image Description: 5 large gifs of Athena Grant from 9-1-1. Gif 1: A scene from season 3, episode 8. Athena pauses mid sentence and glares at Buck warningly, who just picked up a salt shaker to add to the food she cooked. Gif 2: A scene from season 4, episode 13. Athena is quietly furious as she listens to Bobby speak, nodding along sarcastically to what he says. Gif 3: A scene from season 2, episode 2. Athena leans against her police cruiser, wearing sunglasses, as she stares pointedly at the perp she was chasing. Gif 4: A scene from season 3, episode 18. Athena points angrily to her destroyed fireplace as she speaks to Michael, her right arm in a sling. Gif 5: A scene from season 3, episode 14. Athena looks exasperated as she glares at Buck through the window of his car, wearing sunglasses. /End ID]
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Can we talk about how nicely Dylan fits under Hoechlin’s arm?! Cause I think we should talk about it.
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🏅Top 20 Stiles Dynamics🏅
#1 Stiles & Sheriff (Part 3)
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9-1-1: Lone Star | Paul Strickland in 2x07
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9-1-1 ▸ favorite shots of taylor kelly ↳ requested by anonymous
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CORRINE MASSIAH AS MAY GRANT 911: Season 5 Episode 7, Ghost Stories
Image ID: 2 gifs of May wearing a black v-neck shirt and gold jewelry standing outside with the sun shining so brightly it creates a lens flare.
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hen: 👀
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a little less war torn
For @mellaithwen​ <3
Summary: 
“I gotta be honest,” Eddie says quietly, “you’re not really reassuring me here, Buck.”
Buck bites his lip hard. He can’t tell the truth. He can’t. Christopher is here, and Eddie will probably leave, and then he’ll be alone again, again, again. Tears blur his eyes and he blinks quickly, trying to hold them at bay.
“Hey.” Hand on Buck’s shoulder now, squeezing just a little too tight. “I’m serious—do I need to take you to a hospital right now?”
Set right after 5x06 ends. In which Buck is all kinds of not okay but Eddie helps.
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Buck wants nothing more than to hold onto Eddie and never let go. He wants to hug him, press his hand against the back of Eddie’s shoulder where that bullet tore though, and reassure himself that his best friend is alive. That they’re both alive. Both okay.
Except everything is still moving. There are medical staff swarming through them, police wanting statements, the rest of the 118 crowding into the scene. There’s no time, no room to breathe, they have to keep moving through the motions. Buck answers so many questions his tongue feels clumsy in his mouth, a headache buzzing behind his temple, his skin stretched tight and aching. He doesn’t know where Eddie is. He tells himself that it’s fine.
It’s fine.
Someone touches his arm and Buck startles, flinches, the hospital hallway blurring around him before his eyes focus on a nurse standing at his side.
“Do you want someone to take a look at that?” she asks.
Buck frowns. “What? No, I’m fine, I’m—”
His own fingers follow the path of the nurse’s gaze until they reach the bleeding gash on his forehead. Oh. He forgot that happened. It feels like so long ago.
“I’m fine,” Buck repeats.
He ends up with a bandaid over the cut anyway. It’s uncomfortable, pinching at the edges of the skin, the injury still gruesome around it when he gets a look in a bathroom mirror. A rush of something—something he can’t name; something that tastes like adrenaline at the back of his throat—washes thought him, makes him dizzy, and he braces himself against the sink, breathing shakily, until it passes.
It’s a long moment before he feels steady enough to find his way out to the waiting room.
“You okay?” Bobby asks, and Buck nods tiredly (doesn’t want to talk about it, doesn’t want to talk about it), and he’s grateful when Bobby just squeezes his shoulder and turns to Athena.
There’s a seat beside Eddie, empty, maybe deliberately, maybe not. Buck sinks into one of the uncomfortable plastic chairs on the other side of the room instead, slouching low enough that he can almost hide behind Bobby and Athena’s backs. He wants to go home, but nobody else is going home (Eddie isn’t going home). And he—he doesn’t know how. Logistically, it’s simple: Uber back to the station, change, pick up his bag, drive to Eddie’s house his apartment. But everything else about it…
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