Happy 911 day
Today I offer you this gif edit set with my original poem "your name on my tongue"
I wrote this poem after watching 6x10
I hope you like it.
Full poem and image description under the cut
Your name on my tongue
like burning embers
choking my lung
I tie your heartbeat to mine
come hide in my soul
Let my body be your shrine
I press my breath into your veins
hold on, my love
give me more than remains
I don't care about your destiny
I won't back down
when god asks for my testimony
The reign of this pain
My blood on your lips
I won't let it be in vain
I'll make the stars align
I shift the universe
But I won't cut this line
I won't let you die that young
I will fight the gods
with your name on my tongue
[Image description:
A set of 3 gifs, 1 picture and 3 gifs again. Each one has one verse of the poem written on its middle in a white cursive font which opacity has been lowered to blend into the gifs. The gifs are each made of two scenes merged into each other and partially overlayed.
Gif 1: two scenes from s6 ep 10. On the left there is Eddie shouting "Buck" when he spots him hanging from the ladder. It merges into Eddie on the right who arrives on top of the ladder shouting , "Buck".
Gif 2: on the left Eddie can be seen clipping the safety rope into Buck's harness before he goes up the ladder in s6 ep 10. The gif on the right shows Eddie from s4 ep 14 when he tells Buck that he made him Christopher's legal guardian. Specifically the moment he says "by you"
Gif 3: both scenes are from s6 ep 11.on the left Eddie is shown doing CPR on Buck while he's being wheeled into the hospital. It merges into the right where the camera swings from the ECMO machine over its tubes to where they're connected to Buck to where he is shown lying unconscious in the hospital bed.
Picture: A black picture with the fourth verse of the poem written on it's middle.
Gif 4: On the left there is the scene of Buck standing with a shocked expression and blood all over his face from the shooting scene from s4 ep 13. On the right a distressed Eddie from s6 ep 11 is shown how he looks after Buck who's been taken into the hospital after they've given him over. There is a tear on his right cheek.
Gif 5: the first gif is mainly on the left and overlaying the other gif partially on the right. The scene is from s4 ep 05 where Buck is alone in the fire trying to safe the person trapped there. It shows Eddie grabbing the rope Buck uses and his Eddie looks then down at Buck. On the right Eddie is shown how he tries to pull Buck up on the rope in s6 ep 10 on top of the ladder.
Gif 6: the left gif is from s4 ep 14 from the "legal guardian" scene and shows Buck looking up at Eddie in surprise when he says "Because, Evan". On the left bottom corner which shows a part of Buck's chest there is a block font in white reading "Evan". Its opacity is lowered to blend in well.
The gif on the right shows the scene from s6 ep 11 where Buck's limp body hangs from the ladder and there is rain and the light is changing into red, probably from the lights of the firetrucks. It's the moment when Eddie shouts "Buck" for the last time before he starts lowering him. In the right upper corner there is "Buuuuuck" written in the same font as "Evan" in the bottom left corner.
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Only Dreaming
Buggy x M!Reader
Circus AU
Fluff
Word Count: 1.9k
Warnings: Swearing
Link to Ao3
Summary: You yearned to join the chaos of the circus, but it's just a dream. Isn't it?
A/N: I told myself I would branch out from writing Ace so here we go! This is mainly just a cute kid buggy and kid reader fic that I wrote for the loml @luffydreams. Please enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.
You always came by super early to watch them set up at the bottom of the valley. The morning sun had barely even opened its own eyes when they started setting everything up. You always hated waking up before sunrise, but for this you would stay up for days to make sure you didn't miss a bit of it. You took your place sitting down on the top of a large hill nearby and gazed, fully mesmerized as you watched them work.
They looked like an ant colony from your view at the top. Everyone moving around each other with such chaotic movements it was shocking to see how everything organized itself together at the end with a near superspeed. People carrying buckets of water and feed for animals seemed to perfectly side sweep and duck with expertise those who were carrying heavy and large pieces of what you could only assume to be equipment for the performers. Never once did you see anyone bump into each other. Even those who ducked by one another always seemed to have the time to yell a quick ‘hello` to each other. Their chatter and laughter reverberated off the edge of the hill. You could almost see it ebbing and flowing on the valley floor below. If you closed your eyes hard enough, you could even pretend to be a part of one of their conversations. The corners of your mouth began to unconsciously lift upwards, a grin slowly spreading on your face.
In the middle of the chaos you finally heard it. Your favorite part. The “Heave! Ho!”s that those that circled around the flat circus tent yelled as they pushed and pulled the grounded fabric to life. Watching the white and red striped tent come to life always sent chills up your spine.
Everything about the setup was loud and chaotic. It was almost abrasive to the ear, but you absolutely loved it. It was entrancing to see. It was almost more exciting to watch than the circus itself.
Almost.
Your eyes started darting around before you were conscious of what you were doing. You just couldn’t help looking for him, though it really wasn’t that difficult. The shocking blue of his hair stuck out among the rest, along with his pitched screeches. It took only moments for you to find your blue haired boy wrestling a red headed circus member that you also recognized fairly quickly. It didn’t seem that the red haired one was all that bothered by him though. Even from where you sat far up on your hill you could see him laughing away while he and the other boy rolled around in the grass. Even those who moved around them, chuckled at their antics. That was until you saw a man pick each of them up by the back of their shirts berating both of them. You giggled a bit watching the scene. The blue haired boy yelled and screamed and wriggled around in the grasp of the man still wanting to fight.
That boy…
You could try to say that you only vaguely remember his performance, that his trapeze and tight line tricks were muddled in your mind with all the other acts you saw, but that would be a complete and utter lie.
You were entranced by his performance. From the first day that you had snuck under the flaps of the circus tent and behind the bleachers to watch the show.
You could see the spotlights shining brightly toward the top of the tent, even now. All eyes laser focused on him as he walked the barely perceptible line of string high above the audience’s head with an ease that seemed almost impossible to possess. Even through the slits of the bleachers that you had to sneak behind, blocked by the audience members legs, his act was etched into the core of your memory.
Oh how you could only wish to be up there too! Walking the tightline and swinging from platform to platform with the blue haired boy. You were brought back to reality with the roar of their hungry animals.
You laid yourself flat on the grassy earth and sighed.
It was only a dream.
~
“Come with us!” yelled Shanks as his picked up some of the juggling pins off the ground of the center stage.
Both you and Buggy yelled at him in confusion. Your voices echoing across the empty arena.
The day had finally come. Their last performance before they moved onto the next city.
“What?” You almost dropped all the props on the ground in front of you.
“You heard me! Come with us! Come join the circus.”
This must have been a joke. You thought back to the time you spent with them.
You had finally worked up the courage to sneak backstage and meet the blue haired boy. Both of you clicked immediately (after Buggy stopped screaming) and the rest was history. The days you had spent with Buggy had been the happiest days that you could remember! He had introduced you to a lot of the other members. That’s how you met the redheaded boy Shanks, who you found out early on was a sword swallowing apprentice and the ringmasters of the show Rodger and Rayleigh. Rayleigh, you immediately recognize as the man constantly pulling Buggy and Shanks apart.
You didn't want to brag, but they grew fond of you and your presence rather quickly after your introductions. Most of them happily greeting you by name, some coming up with little nicknames for you, some even teaching you little performance tricks. Even Buggy had spent the time to teach you how to walk a tightrope (with a string on the ground, but you were working your way up to hovering above ground!) You had spent more and more of your time hanging out with Buggy and Shanks as the days sped by. Most of the time usually laughing at their arguing or running around together spreading a little bit of chaos in your wake. The days seemed to come and go in the blink of an eye when it was the three of you. Which became your biggest problem now.
You had tried not to think of the day approaching but you couldn't help your mood slowly being dragged down with your dread as the day came closer and closer. You wanted more time. You wanted to see more. You wanted to talk to and help out more. You wanted to see more of the blue haired boy. Much more. And people had noticed. One of them being Shanks.
“Come join us!" He repeated with more emphasis.
Were you dreaming? You had to be dreaming. That was the only place you thought you would ever hear those words anyhow so that must have been it.
“You're here all the time anyways! You might as well, right?”
“Yea but I’m not a performer. I can't do anything, I would just drag you guys down.”
Shanks nodded slowly in agreement. What was the point of having someone who can’t do anything useful? You held back your tears as your reality began to sink in. Your dreams slowly losing their translucence.
You glanced Shank’s way, and you could almost see the lightbulb above his head shining almost as brightly as his hair. “Buggy was teaching you his swinging rope stuff right?"
You nodded your head.
“Just do that! You can be an apprentice like me! He can teach you all you need to know and then once you're good enough you can start performing with him."
A familiar screech erupted from the other end of the center stage. Both you and Shanks turn around to see him staring wide eyed at the both of you, as he paused in the middle of cleaning up the hula hoops. Buggy was in the middle of picking up some hula hoops.
“Hey!” He repeated over and over again speeding his way across the stage, hula hoops still in hand. “Don’t drag me into your shit Shanks! I’m not getting in trouble with Rayleigh because you want to hide a stowaway!”
Shanks folded his arms and frowned. “Weren't you just boohooing the other day about how sad you were not being able to see y/n anymore?”
A hula hoop whipped past Shank’s face.
“Shut the fuck up you red haired bastard!”
Shanks held his stomach as he laughed until Buggy dropped all of his stuff and went ramming into Shanks.
You started laughing, but you couldn't help but hear Shanks' words ringing in your head. Buggy was sad about leaving you behind? Your ears went slightly pink at the thought. After some time Shanks, as per usual, ended up the winner of the fight. He held Buggy by the forehead at arms length as Buggy still continued to try and swing.
“Come on Buggy! It's a great idea! Plus Roger and Rayleigh like him so there’s no way they would say no!” The boys started arguing once again until you interrupted.
“It’s ok guys.” You said quietly though it echoed the space loudly enough for both of them to stop fighting
“You don’t have to.” You look up at each of them and smile as you try to force the tears back into your eyes "That’s really nice of you, but it’s ok. I’ll just…see you guys when you come around next year!”
Buggy’s hands fell to his side and Shanks let go of his grip on Buggy’s head. Both of them looked towards you, then towards one another. A moment a silence passed before Buggy stood up straight and coughed into his fist. He looked away from you, staring very intently at something on the opposite side of the room.
“I’ll teach you.” He mumbled. His cheeks started to flush red.
A long paused passed again. Were you hearing him right? “What?”
“I said I’ll teach you!” He screeched “but you have to do everything I sa-“
You crushed him between your arms with a flow of thank you’s streaming out of your mouth. Shanks started laughing again before you moved onto crushing him between your arms as well.
It wasn't a dream, it wasn't a dream, it wasn't a dream!
~
The rolling hills sped past the train. You gazed out the window watching them fly by. You were trying to figure out which was the one that you sat at. It was a lot harder to tell from this point of view.
The train erupted in laughter as you thought that you spotted the one, but you weren't sure. The train was filled with the same laughter you heard from the top of the hill, but now you didn't have to close your eyes to it surrounding you. It was finally real.
You were surrounded by it. You were covered in it. All the chatter and glee and conversations covered you like a warm blanket. Even Buggy and Shanks were laughing at some of the jokes Roger was making from the end of the train car.
That’s when you spot it. You knew it was the right one this time, you just knew it. Only seconds passed by before it had come and gone. Everything you had known, now gone in a second. You smiled to yourself.
Finally.
Finally everything was good. You were a part of something real now. You saw your new beginnings, and this time you weren’t looking over the edge of a tall hill. Now it was right in front of you. Now a part of your reality.
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