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genuinely i really admire people who can set aside some time and go Okay I'm Writing Now and then get some writing done, i'm just out here fighting for my fucking life

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I see Hollywood is now very into the idea of buying something once and then owning it forever and being able to make infinite copies. Which. Isn’t quite the message they imparted upon me in my childhood. In the spirit of their own long-held stance:

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Fic: Drop Everything Now (Meet Me in the Pouring Rain)

Eddie realizes the irony, okay?

It’s the same freaking park.

The same freaking dog.

But this time it’s him looking like an idiot, running after River after something had caught her attention and she took off, startling him so bad he dropped her leash.

And not only is he chasing his boyfriend’s dog through the park as the sun’s going down, but there’s also a lovely storm cloud bubbling up that is sure to start unleashing its contents as soon as Eddie gets close enough to snag River’s leash again.

He’s going to get soaked, he just knows.

So yeah, the irony of chasing River through the same park, down the same path he met Buck on? He definitely gets it.

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#my writing #9-1-1 #911 #9-1-1 fic #911 fic #buddie #buddie fic #evan buckley #Eddie Diaz #buck is a celebrity!au #wreck my plans verse #all the fluff #oneshot #1500 words

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Wow that was FAST. Check out this YouTube ad I just got trying to hire scabs immediately.

The fact that they're advertising it as hourly pay is so telling that they're hoping to just hire random people off the street. They're trying to prey on desperate actors who don't know that $180/hr for a fucking GODZILLA movie is the hugest rip off anyone could possibly pull. No rights, royalties or residuals but hey at least you'll get paid fucking nothing!

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Honestly though, fuck whoever is attacking AO3. I just want to read my little fanfics for my own mental health and you are getting in the way of that little bit of joy.

Hope your pillows are always warm and your socks always sweaty.

#ao3

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Fic: Say My Name (and Everything Just Stops)

“Flirt,” Buck mutters. “Sorry for waking you up early. Let me make you some coffee and waffles to make up for it?”

And Eddie knows this is a coping mechanism for Buck. He’s seen it numerous times now, Eddie hurt, even in the most minor way, more an irritant than actual injury, and Buck has this need to take care of him, so Eddie does what he does each and every time: he smiles and nods. “Give me a minute and I’ll be there, too.”

Buck’s smile is blinding in response.

Eddie gives himself five extra minutes in bed before dragging himself out, grabbing his phone to check the time. He’d slept most of yesterday, his energy completely sapped and his body aching every time he moved, and he was determined he’d be as close to a normal, functioning person today as possible (with maybe a nap or two during the day).

Despite it being early, there’s already text messages waiting, including one from Taylor, which was…unusual. Usually their communications came with Buck in between. He sighs as he thumbs open his phone, ignoring Taylor’s message in favor of Chim’s.

Might want to prepare yourself my dude. You’re viral again, and not just for dating Buck this time.

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#my writing #9-1-1 #9-1-1 fic #911 #911 fic #evan buckley #Eddie Diaz #buddie #buddie fic #wreck my plans verse #buck is an actor!AU #what's this? a fic! #buck is a celebrity AU

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Long Story Short, chap 3/?

What’s this? Writing? From me? 

What a concept. I should try it more often.

Summary: It’s late, dark outside, and Buck is contemplating if he’s supposed to stay or not.

They were supposed to just be getting take-out, chilling on Eddie’s couch and watching the game, but take-out had led to making out and that led to clothes being hurriedly pulled off and stumbling into Eddie’s bedroom. 

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#my writing #wreck my plans 'verse #buck is a celebrity au #buddie #buddie fix #911 fic #9-1-1 fic #evan buckley #Eddie Diaz #sometimes i do actually write #drabble

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18.5 hours later and it’s done!

(it was rough, buddy)

Check out my shop here

#atla #omg this is beautiful

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I keep telling myself one of these days I'm going to start writing again.

Unfortunately, none of the days lately have been that day.

😢😢😢

#one day #my writing #writer's block is a bitch

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Did this piece of Katara a few days ago, probably my favorite work so far!🌊

#katara #atla #avatar #so freaking pretty

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#glen powell #tgm #oh my

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is this fic self-indulgent? yes. but what you're failing to consider is that I can write whatever I want so it's fine

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I have just over a month before I get to see her and I'm so. freaking. excited.

#taylor kelly #the eras tour #AHHHHHHHHH

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cast singing “every time we touch” | SHADOW AND BONE, SEASON 2

#shadow and bone #this cast #we love them

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A Heartrender has many skills.

SHADOW AND BONE ━ 2.02, “Rusalye”

#shadow and bone #the crows #we love them

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#Brendan Fraser #i love him #😢😢😢😢😢😢

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Story: If I Don’t See You Again, Where Do I Start?

“How is he today?”

Ramon’s voice is tight, like he’s barely holding himself together. The past few weeks have been excruciating for them all, sad and nearly unbearable, but it’s Eddie that’s faltering the most.

It’s Eddie they’re all currently trying to keep it together for.

He’d been alone when he found Isabel, probably smiling and happy and ready to tease her about running late for their trip to the market. He’d had coffee in his hand, coffee that had stained the carpet by her bed and the bottom of her comforter when he’d found her body.

She’d passed away in her sleep sometime in the night; Hen had told Buck it was probably a heart attack when he’d thought to ask later that day, reassuring him that Isabel had probably not felt a thing. She’d simply fallen asleep and never woken up. In the weeks since, he’s decided he’ll always be grateful for that small mercy, because if any one person deserved to go as peacefully as possible, it was Isabel Diaz.

If only she hadn't broken Eddie into pieces in the process.

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#my writing #9-1-1 #911 #9-1-1 fic #911 fic #buddie #buddie fic #evan buckley #Eddie Diaz #buck is a celebrity au #wreck my plans verse