I'm Diana, in my 20s, English is NOT my first language
This blog is a mess but I try to tag all the fandoms. I'm obsessed about 9-1-1 on abc, bucktommy. you can see some top gun, criminal minds, rwrb, heartstopper, the pitt, etc
I have tag list for bucktommy fics/edits
you can find all my fics here, edits here
my ao3
my bucktommy masterlist for fics
my wips
if you don't want my ramblings they all #diana.txt
One of my favorite things about having a degree in biochemistry is going undercover at a store like Sephora. I can read the composition of the cosmetics and actually understand them. There’s no words to describe how great it feels. It’s like being in on an inside joke or secret
The main thing I observe is that a lot of employees recommend makeup that is chemically incompatible. For example, if you ask them to recommend you a foundation and concealer, a lot of times they’ll pick two products that are chemically immiscible, so they’ll NEVER blend together successfully.
Generally foundation/concealer is either water or silicone based. There are upsides to each based on your needs. However, water and silicone are immiscible, and so if your foundation is water based but your concealer is silicone based, you will never get a good blend between these products. You’ll have to go back to switch to something that works.
If you want to test for this in-store, mix the two on the back of your hand. If they form a uniform mixture, they’re miscible. If they separate, they’re chemically incompatible, and should not be used together. You can do this for any number of skin products. Primers, moisturizers, foundations, concealers, contour sticks, etc etc. Anything that comes in liquid or paste form.
You don’t need to understand all the chemicals on the label to run this experiment!
As someone in pharmaceutical sciences I also experience similar things, so a hint from me: collagen is useless. In a cream it will not penetrate the skin, so doesn't do anything. As a food supplement, lemme tell you a secret: collagen is a protein. And when you eat protein, your stomach thinks its food and chops it up, so it can be used to make your own protein. Collagen is just expensive protein powder, and doesn't do anything meat or a veggie substitute does.
Are you tired of the current 911 canon? Or do you just love playing with your blorbos in all the different universes and scenarios? Well here's the chance to do a full month of weekly AU themes so scratch that AU itch!
Dates: August 1st - August 31st
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Weekly Themes
Week 1: The Fixer
Aka Fix-It/Canon Divergence
Are still mad that Bobby died? Is there anything from seasons' past that still bother you? Have you been wanting to write a certain fix it fic or change something in canon but haven't done it yet? Or do you wanna try another version of a concept you've already done?
Well this week is all about that. There can be just little changes or complete series rewrite but it all has to remain within the series. Basically don't do like a Fantasy AU or anything. (That's for later weeks).
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Week 2: Strange New Worlds
Want your favorite character to step into different Fantasy realms or Sc-Fi planets? Or maybe you would like to make an AU based on another fandom you love? This week is all about being in different "worlds" than the one that 911 is based in. Can still be all-human and set in "real life", just can't exist in the show's universe.
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Week 3: Witches, Werewolves, Vampires, Oh My!
911 but make it paranormal. This is your chance to make that vampire romance you always wanted or have your fave big firefighters also be big hairy werewolves. Can be anything that has supernatural elements to it. Basically go crazy with the spooky stuff!
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Week 4: Different First Meeting/Free For All
It ain't called a classic trope for nothing. This can either set within the show's world or not. Basically it can be anything you want. Go crazy! Also if you missed previous weeks and wanna still post them this week is also for you. Finally, this is a free for all as well, so any AU that doesn't fit any of the other themes you can do it this week
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Rules:
Can be fics, gifsets, graphics, edits, video edits, memes, + anything else you can think of
Can be for any romantic ships/platonic ships/characters in the 911 universe (yes including Lone Star and Nashville)
Dead Dove Do Not Eat is absolutely allowed but please tag everything that needs to be tagged properly
Any rating is fine but, again, please tag properly
If you can't make one week but in the midst of making something for that theme you can still post it in later weeks even after the event is over
Please tag all your posts #911AUgust and #911auevents on both Tumblr and AO3
Please be nice to each other's works
Also no creations solely for the purpose of character bashing. They can be character critical but absolutely none where it's basically "here's why this character sucks"
This is meant to be a fun and positive event for everyone so let's please keep it civil
Most importantly: have fun!
Notes: I will post a link to the AO3 collection once I officially get it all set up
i am 100% convinced that mobile phone/ social media bans for under 16s are an attempt to remove kids and teens from public life. this is not protecting kids this is locking them in houses with no escape from their abusers. the world is so hostile to teenagers rn
a rough timeline of events (from memory, there may be inaccuracies, feel free to correct me if I'm wrong)
Cambridge professor of sociology Jason Arday is accused of plagiarism by another academic
the accuser is a "race realist" who believes that in a true meritocracy all university professors would be white. this is somehow not acknowledged much during the entire ordeal
this leads to several days of media coverage demanding an investigation, or that Arday is expelled from his post immediately
somehow this accusation that has no effect on the lives of 99.99% of the population becomes FRONT PAGE NEWS in all the newspapers for multiple days, above anything else happening in the UK or the world at large
following intense media scrutiny, Arday resigns his post as a Cambridge professor
today, august 14th, days after resigning, Arday is found dead at his home in Battersea
the British tabloid press remains, and will always be, fucking evil
Went to google more news about professor Jason Arday, and I swear to God the first two pages of research are rancid propaganda sites smearing the man's reputation, up to and including popular Brazilian news magazine Veja.
This article by professor Kehinde Andrews clarifies more about the story of racist harassment Arday has been suffering since he fucking got a teaching job at Cambridge in the first place, in 2023, as the FIRST Black professor in that fucking stupid institution, who sure is taking it's sweet time defending their worker, despite already fucking checking his work for plagiarism and saying he didn't do it:
Arday's resignation has reignited questions about race and who is truly accepted at the highest levels of British academia
Several of the academics who harassed this man into suicide do not seem to have suffered at all in their academic careers. Actually, Dave Harris, who lost his Emeritus title for his racist behavior back in 2024 (something the news only call "criticizing Critical Race Theory", instead of "sent racist emails to fellow black academics"), was defended by Plymouth University, where he used to work, and fucking got the title back earlier this year.
1. He wasn’t the first Black Professor at Cambridge, but he WAS the youngest X
2. He was ALSO autistic, and nonverbal for the first 11 years of his life X
The rest of the story unfolds pretty much as described. And he was a fucking Sociologist studying racial equity in schools and academia. They publicly bullied a black autistic man to suicide for being imperfect whilst asserting a place for blackness in academia.
Im going to ask for #11 - an "I almost lost you" kiss, for SalBuckTommy.
Just to get you some Sal practice. 😘😏
You and @drdone asked for the exact same ship and prompt so here you go! Hope you both like it! I hope I did Sal justice for y'all! (Continued under read more because it's 1200 words.)
Sal Deluca is an expert at garnering favors and at calling them in. But in the last seventy-two hours he’s burned through years of them and started running up a deficit.
He doesn't care. If his Nonna was still alive he’d admit right to her face that he would sell his very soul for the right terms.
The devil has yet to turn up with a brimstone contract for him.
No, the devil's done enough work. Four houses had shown up for that warehouse fire. And when the structure collapsed it had tried to pull four firefighters along in its jaws. One of those firefighters has already been discharged with a broken arm and concussion. Another has been admitted but was doing well.
His men, though? They’re now sharing a hospital room. That had taken favor upon favor. But how could Sal choose? Sit at Evan’s side knowing how close Evan's already come to death so many times before? And wonder about their Tommy alone in some other room? Or stay with T and hope that Evan’s family made up for his absence, knowing that Tommy himself would insist Sal be with Evan.
If Tommy was awake and aware, that was. Which he isn’t. Neither of them are.
They made it through surgery, Sal tells himself again. They’d taken Evan in almost immediately but Tommy they’d had to get stable enough to operate. Good news for one had been followed by a downturn for the other. Tommy was finally taken for surgery; Evan had more internal damage than they’d suspected. They were able to save Evan’s kidney, Tommy had crashed during surgery.
Three days of hell for all of them but only Sal was aware.
Maybe he’d taken the devil’s deal after all. He’d be here forever, trapped between the two halves of his heart, waiting and praying and hoping for them to wake up.
“I know I should talk to you both. Isn’t that what they say?” Sal rubs his hands over his face. He’s said all of this a dozen times already. It’s all he can think: that he doesn't know what to say. He’s never struggled for words so much, not even when Tommy had come out by kissing him all those years ago. Not when he’d seen the pair of them together and understood - or thought he did - that he’d finally really blown his last chance with Tommy. Not even when Evan had taken his hand and pulled him over to the two of them.
But now, in the silence of Evan’s voice. In the absence of Tommy’s look. In the room with both of them unconscious and no idea if either of them will wake and what kind of shape they’ll be in if - when - they do, Salvatore Deluca is unable to summon any thought more coherent than the single word that had been cycling through his head for days.
Please.
They’d all been through so much shit. Shit from the world and shit from their families and shit from their own idiotic mistakes. But they’d finally found each other, found their balance, found their fucking happiness.
He’s spent days fighting for the two of them in every way he can and there is nothing to do but wait. No more favors he can call in that could help. Nothing to do but take turns holding Evan’s hand then Tommy’s. And telling them that he doesn't know what to say.
The tears break and Sal breaks too. “Don’t… don’t you dare fuckin’ leave me, you two.”
It's Evan who wakes first, startling like he’s been kicked. He shouts Tommy’s name.
“He’s here," Sal soothes. "He’s right here. We’re both here, baby boy. We’re both right here.”
Evan squeezes his eyes closed as Sal cups his cheek. “He's okay?” he asks, opening those blue eyes again to blink up at Sal.
Sal’s breath catches. “He's… he's alive, baby. He's… he's just gotta wake up and fight and you know that son of a bitch can do that in his sleep.” He wipes his eyes with his free hand. “You know what I mean.”
“Where is he?” Evan tries to push himself up and Sal has to push him back down.
“No, no, you gotta be still. I think you're held together with stitches and duct tape right now. Don't you move.” Once Evan is still enough, he moves to the side a little. “See? Right there. He's right there. Heart still pumping. You guys were in sync a few times, you know that? I almost asked the nurses to get me a monitor and see if we could make it a triple.”
Evan's eyes are pinned to Tommy. “Is he…”
Sitting forward again, Sal takes his hands. “He's gonna be okay. Of course he is. Our Tommy? He’s the most stubborn man alive.”
“No, that’s you,” Evan whispers, still not taking his eyes off Tommy.
“Fine. I’m the stubborn one and I refuse to let him be anything other than okay.”
Nodding slightly, Evan squeezes Sal’s hands. “I need to touch him.” He looks up at Sal, eyes glistening. “W-we didn’t think we were getting out of there.”
Sal can barely breathe at that admission. His men had thought they weren’t coming home to him. It’s the razor sharp flip side of the fear he’s lived with for three days.
“You did. You’re back. You’re both here and we’re finally gonna schedule that fuckin trip we keep talkin about.”
He knows he shouldn’t let Evan move, knows he should be getting the nurses and doctors and whoever the hell else around this place has a stake in it to come look Evan over now that he’s awake.
But.
He also knows that he and Tommy would feel the same way: this is more important.
“Alright, lemme help with these wires and… just… be fuckin careful. You’ve been through the wringer, baby boy. Don’t want you bustin stitches and shit.”
If Tommy had been the one to wake up first, Sal isn’t sure he could have convinced the man to slow down at all but Evan lets Sal set the pace at slightly-faster-than-evolution. And then finally they’re both touching Tommy. Evan has Tommy’s hand and Sal cups his hands over their linked ones.
They stay like that, Sal crouched between the visitor's chair and Tommy’s bed, Evan slouched in the seat and leaning heavily on Sal. Sal’s exhausted, his legs are screaming at him, his head is pounding from lack of sleep and food and hydration.
He wouldn’t move from the spot for all the money in creation.
Swallowing hard, Sal presses a kiss to Evan’s messy hair. “I almost fuckin lost you both,” he mutters wetly into his curls. Evan needs a shower. They all do. Sal doesn’t care. He breathes the scent in, filling his lungs with the pure fact of Evan.
Evan turns his head against Sal’s arm, pressing his face into his bicep. He doesn’t offer any promises beyond the solid warmth of him, present and real.
Sal will take it. He tucks another kiss there. Soon he’ll do the same for T. He won’t accept less. He’s stubborn like that.
Sometimes “locking in” looks like sitting in the sun and remembering that your life is also meant to be lived, not just optimized, monetized, and turned into proof that you’re worthy.
To everyone asking about google docs censoring spicy writing, I'm sorry to say but yes they have been doing that for years and it has been accelerating aggressively since it has become an AI-first writing editor eg
- https://www.wired.com/story/what-happens-when-a-romance-author-gets-locked-out-of-google-docs/
- https://cybernews.com/news/google-manga-storage-masahiro-itosugi/
- https://mashable.com/article/google-docs-locking-people-out
Also recently people noticing that their private content was secretly scanned by Gemini https://www.polygon.com/steam-developer-google-gemini-ai-private-documents-leaks/
If you are SHARING (eg for beta reading) your docs you are even more likely to get flagged by their automated systems.
the youtube notification of ''ooohh your video isn't starting up smoothly???? turn off your ad blocker you cunt <3'' is so pathetic to me bc it takes five seconds max. you think i can't wait five seconds? you think i need to give you money because five seconds is too long? i pity your wife.
1) Vaping is confirmed to cause cancer. Vaping coats the lungs with toxic substances, such as heavy metals and benzene, which are known to cause cancer
2) Many vapes contain diacetyl, which, when inhaled causes popcorn lung, or scarring of the lung
3) Ultrafine particles, when being inhaled, can be lodged in the trachea (not good!)
4) Ultrafine particles can also constrict the arteries in the lungs potentially causing A HEART ATTACK
5) Vaping is relatively new. Not much studies have been done in comparison to tobacco. Plus, the vaping companies are powerful people. There is a large chance that they are purposely downplaying and even burying any evidence that vaping is harmful - just like the tobacco companies before them. They do not care about you, or your health, or the truth. They only care for money
Please I’m begging yall as an asthmatic, your fruit-flavored vapor will still give people around you who are smoke-sensitive attacks. So will weed. Don’t do it inside; if you’re at a bus stop or something try to not stand right next to people or move downwind of them if you can.
was at the public pool yesterday and i kept looking around at all the women with fat and rolls and stretch marks and discolouration and cellulite and scars and thighs that bounce and bellies that jiggle and it's like wow. literally Everyone has these features that society is trying to convince us are evil and unnatural. idk it just really put things into perspective for me. highly recommend checking out your local public pool