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tawaifeddiediaz · 2 years

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HE’S A 10 BUT... + evan buckley (pt 1)

(911 + he’s a 10 but...)

[Image ID: five large rectangular gifs of Evan Buckley from multiple episodes of 9-1-1. Each gif is overlaid with text in the meme format, "He's a 10, but...". "He's a 10 but..." is in white text, with the meme below in bold blue-and-lilac text. Underneath is a byline in parentheses, written in white capital letters.:

GIF 1: Buck turning around to find that he's too tall for the rollercoaster in 3.01, after checking if Chris is tall enough. Chris laughs at him, and despite Buck's confused pleading, the guy running the ride shakes his head, not letting him onto the ride. The text reads, "He's a 10 but...he's too tall to ride rollercoasters (yet he tries to ride them anyway)."

GIF 2: Buck defending himself for telling Chris about the kid stuck in the rotisserie to Eddie in 4.08, saying it was a cautionary tale. The text reads, "He's a 10 but...he tells stories about kids stuck in rotisseries (to other kids, as "cautionary tales")."

GIF 3: Buck sprawled out in the middle of his bed with exhaustion after the blackout in 5.03. He sucks in a breath and releases it slowly. The text reads, "He's a 10 but...he wears outside shoes on his bed (with his outside clothes)."

GIF 4: Buck telling Hen and Bobby about his idea to buy his girlfriend a portable generator in 5.10, and then explaining his reasoning behind it. Hen and Bobby look at him with an exaggerated mix of pity and bewilderment. The text reads, "He's a 10 but...he thinks a portable generator is a good Christmas present (for his long-term girlfriend)."

GIF 5: Buck excitedly bouncing as he walks when he realizes that the call they're attending is actually the shoot of a reality show he watches. He grabs Hen's shoulder to show her. He smiles and waves at the camera, tipping his head cheekily as he and Hen walk past. The text reads, "He's a 10 but...he would die to be on reality television (but not the news. never that.)”

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cacodaemonia · 1 year

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[image id: The text "how it feels to write a serious fanfic when one of the characters has a stupid name" is above a photo of a man sitting in front of a laptop and cracking his knuckles. He's wearing a rainbow-colored clown wig and a red clown nose, both of which have been photoshopped into the image. end id]

#just one character? how about both of them?? ಥ_ಥ #waxer #boil #like really???#XD #writing #writing problems #fan fiction #tcw #meme

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narrayya · 2 months

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#i'm sure this has been made just wanted to do my own version xD #wyll #lina's bg3 rambles #lina's memes

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babyblueetbaemonster · 22 days

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Mer vs Shroom

Never mess with master wizard of house Telvanni and their Mushroom Tower, ever.

fit my friend, @the-sunlit-earth's adorable Breton OC Brenna <3

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dragkbluire · 5 months

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I wanted to de-stress, so I did this

I added some headcanons (hope you don't mind xd)

Anyways, enjoy my slow descent into madness

#my art #linked universe #lu #lu warriors #lu time #lu twilight #lu legend #lu memes #can i really consider this art or something? xd #i just noticed that Wars's helmet has a transparent part (i forgot to colour it)

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theladyyavilee · 1 month

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you all know the drill, corporate needs you to find the difference between these two pictures 🤣🤣🤣

#9-1-1 #911 spoilers #eddie diaz #buddie #(yes this goes in the tag because I am OBSESSED with the way eddie's entire body language changes at the revelation that buck is single #again like HELLO AND WHAT THE FUCK I know everyone has been freaking out over it but I am very much still stuck in this single frame)#because funstuff #I'm sorry this is not my best work but I couldn't stop thinking about this every since I first saw eddie's face like that last night and #this meme immediately popped into my head #I just had to wait until now to actually grab screenshots xD

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zu-is-here · 1 year

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welp

#zu art #comic #star sanses #ink!sans #dream!sans #us!sans #swap!sans #underswap!sans #cross!sans #error!sans #undertale #undertale au #utmv #meme #if you want to know how chaotic my drawings are: I drew this back in December and just /forgor/ about it. :'D #we don't talk about Dream & Swap being the same body type no no~ ;D #I believe that Swap is (was) the only one in their team who kept them under control as Dream is too soft & Ink is generally careless :'D #he's not being hard on them tho; just talking straight (ò_ó )#like a Dad with two teenagers?? XD

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frm9pm · 4 months

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#drarry #old doodle I finally colored #my style is inconsistent cus I just draw what I want for fun xd looks very sussy but ah well #this is like the GRABS UR WAIST meme thing #I forgot what the actual words were sorry

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mangofanarts · 4 months

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#qsmp #badboyhalo #qsmp foolish #foolhalo #I wish I found better ones for them but this is just what I've settled with xd #qsmp textposts #qsmp memes #I could tag for landduo because this could also just apply to them normally tbh #landduo

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shadowxamyweek · 1 year

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I couldn’t help myself.

#shadow the hedgehog #amy rose #vector the crocodile #the murder of sonic #meme #laksjdfl editing this to even look mildly presentable was so difficult XD #yes that is the chair from the library- I couldn't fix the one that was there so I just put in a different one #sonic #sega #sth

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mintsuwu · 1 month

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I keep putting too much effort into shitpost art but I honestly have no regrets-

Alternate and possibly more accurate version under the cut /hj

#fanart #meme #damn bitch you live like this?#redraw #poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #smiling critters #the smiling critters #bubba bubbaphant #craftycorn #interior desig isnt my thing #but the details were fun to make ngl xD #i just got a lil lazy hehe #literally i had to ask my mom “yo is this messy enough to you?”

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elvenbeard · 1 year

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POV: You’re very gay and problematic older men (affectionate) keep distracting you from the very pressing issue of figuring out how not to die from the problematic older man (derogatory) living on the experimental biochip in your head.

(I know River is not that much older than V probably but ssshhh, it counts)

Bonus:

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fantomette22 · 2 months

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Pretty accurate Bloodborne fandom discourse experience on Tumblr lmao

#bloodborne #bloodborne memes #the doll #plain doll #gehrman the first hunter #lady maria of the astral clocktower #i have this ready since months help. better post it now or I will never do it.#like seriously it's always about my favs when people argue it's too funny #this is a joke too. Please be respectful thank you #People have differents opinions and that's ok just gotta respect everyone and think people can have very different views #and interpretations on it. that's the cool thing. And it's important. Still it get long after a while #fandom discourse #the only thing i will add is like. it’s always them when there’s literally healing church & executioners vs vilebloods right there xD

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cuubism · 18 days

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some canon-verse trans Hob for the lovely @five-and-dimes who recently got top surgery! 🥳🥰 congratulations, I'm truly so happy for you, my friend. please accept this humble offering

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“So, it actually started on a dare,” Hob says, on the day he tells Dream the story of him. Or of this part of him, anyway.

Normally, Hob gets a bit guarded the first time he tells someone he’s trans. It’s hard to predict with absolute certainty how people will react, especially ones he’s just become romantically involved with. He’s had it go poorly, to say the least, in the past.

He doesn’t feel that way with Dream. It’s not because there’s so much trust between them—they’re still new, after all. No, it’s something about Dream himself. For all his prickly and standoffish nature, being close to him feels like sinking into a warm lake, into a dark sleep where secrets and hidden wishes float up like glowing reeds to the surface. Deep, personal feelings feel safe with Dream; he cradles them in his hands and soothes them. Or that’s how it feels, when Hob is touching him.

Personification of dreams, indeed.

“A dare?” Dream echoes.

“Sort of," Hob says. "Got frustrated with people saying women should or shouldn’t do this or that or the other thing, so I decided if they felt so strongly about it I’d just be a man. Moved somewhere no one knew me, dressed differently, got stronger, practiced the sword—and that was that. No one seemed to care much, once you were at war. So long as you could swing a sword and not get yourself killed.”

“A choice, then,” Dream says. He’s listening very intently, hands folded on his knees, untouched tea on the coffee table before him.

“At first. Was only after I’d been living that way for a few decades—before and after we met—that I realized while there might be a handful of women out there living as men for the freedom of it, that they didn’t all like it. Given the choice they’d rather just be women in a more equal world. You know?”

Dream hums in understanding.

“But I didn’t want to go back,” Hob continues. “I felt like... who I'd become was the truth of me all along.”

“Identity, while not wholly immutable, is resilient against adversity and circumstance,” says Dream. “You found what your heart wanted you to be, if in a circuitous manner.”

“You seem very unbothered by it,” Hob observes, sipping his tea.

Dream frowns. “Why would I be bothered by it?”

“Dunno.” Apparently he can’t fully shake that this’ll put a wedge in us feeling. “People sometimes are. Feel deceived, or something like that. So they say.”

“If they are deceived, it is by their own assumptions,” Dream says, with disdain. “You should be as you dream yourself, Hob. No more nor less. Put aside these petty physical trappings.”

“I do actually have to live in these ‘physical trappings’ even if you don’t, you silly thing.” He can’t help laughing. “Besides, I rather like being some kind of living creature in the world, rather than what? A ghost? Best I can do is make this body as close to how it should be as possible.”

Hob’s come to like his body, for the most part, in the form that he’s made it. He didn’t always. But he needs a body of some kind to be alive, and he likes being alive. So what he couldn’t change, he made peace with.

Besides, they have hormone treatments nowadays. Brilliant stuff. Makes it so much better.

“Anyway, now you know. I wanted you to. Since we’re together.” It’s still a marvel. Together.

“Thank you,” says Dream, with evident sincerity. “It is a privilege to be gifted your secrets.”

“Not really a secret, but I get what you mean.” He takes Dream’s hand, just to touch him, and admits, “Telling it to you is like… I don’t know. Feels like when I was younger and first admitted out loud, ‘I’m a man. I want to stay like this.’”

It hasn’t been a proper secret in a very long time. But giving it to Dream is like the freedom of releasing a held breath, even so.

“I am the harbor and cradle of dreams,” Dream says in reply. He traces his fingers over Hob’s. Does Dream’s strange form just spring from the ether? Hob wonders. Or does he have to choose it? The way Hob chose his? “Dreams of being and becoming… these are most precious for they grow from tough soil. I can only protect them, I cannot create them. You must do that. And I expect that were I to find you in the Dreaming, there would be a fantastic garden there, indeed.”

Dream himself is the most fantastical thing. “Well, darling, just know your work is appreciated.”

Dream’s lips tip up in a tiny smile. When he meets Hob’s gaze again, his eyes have gone dark and starry. He folds Hob into a hug, and—

oh, it’s like being hugged by the universe itself.

Hob feels the light breeze of a warm dark night, when he’d lain by the dying fire in a war camp in the French countryside, and looked up at a million stars and first whispered to himself what if this is really who I am? Dream is that breeze and those stars. The dying embers that had lit him as he’d run his hands over his body and felt it differently than he ever had before, and been terrified because what would it mean?—but also thrilled and alive. Dream is the night wrapping around him in that moment, the night that was listening to his dreams no matter how quietly he admitted them, Dream is that and more and the voice in his heart telling him it would be okay.

A younger, more uncertain Hob would have needed this. Hob now is older, and he already knows who he is and what he wants, but he falls into Dream’s embrace all the same. A tear slips from his eye, and Dream kisses his cheek, wiping the tear away with his tongue before leaning their heads together.

“I could craft you any body you wanted in the Dreaming,” he says lowly. “However I think the one you have made with your own hands is more remarkable.”

Oh, God, he’s going to tear up again. “Dream, you are the most beautiful, wonderful thing.”

Dream hums in pleasure at the words, and lets Hob hold him close, lets him cradle his head to his chest, a dream kept close to his heart. One that he knew as soon as he saw it walk into the White Horse. Sooner even than he truly knew himself.

Then Dream looks up at him with a hopeful expression. “With these truths revealed, are we able to be intimate?”

Hob laughs so hard he has to tip his head back against the couch. “Wow. One track mind with you, isn’t it? I spill my heart and that’s what I get?”

Dream grumbles, tucking his face in against Hob’s neck to press his lips to Hob’s throat. “I find myself impatient of late.”

“Knew all along you were only with me for my body.” He’s grinning, though. Can’t stop.

“Well. Considering it is such a lovely one.” He plucks at Hob’s shirt buttons. Lecherous little nightmare.

It feels fucking good, though, to be desired.

“C’mere, then,” he says, and drags Dream into his lap.

Dream settles there with a purr, starts playing with Hob’s hair, but says, “I would not truly derail this moment, nor distract from your feelings if you do not wish it.”

“Oh, I wish it. You’ve no idea how much I want you right now. You’re like a prize.” He cradles Dream’s beloved face between his hands. “Stick around for long enough and you’ll get the most incredible Dream at the end of it.”

“Or at the beginning,” Dream says, and Hob’s heart swells so much to hear him voice that that he has to kiss him.

When he does, Dream makes a low, pleased sound, settling deeper in his lap. Yes, this moment, this life, is certainly the prize for all of those years hanging onto those dreams:

the dream of his lover

and the one of himself.

#1389 hob: while you were busy with the gender binary i studied the blade #trans hob #dreamling #my writing #i think after this hob gets to ask his burning questions about how gender works for the endless and dream is just like [meme of marge #simpson holding a potato but it says 'trans and nonbinary people (except desire)'] 'i just think they're neat.#unrelatedly i did have to choose my gender--' and hob's just like 😐.........#[dream a known king of self awareness]#this is like sending someone a casserole when they get home from the hospital except the casserole is gay fanfic XD #a different kind of sustenance...#hope it's okay!! 🥺

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babyblueetbaemonster · 10 months

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