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Writing Collection
I am, first and foremost, a fanfic writing blog. Current fandom is 9-1-1, but I image The Pitt might continue making appearances. Previous fandoms were pre AO3, so good luck finding any of it.
I am a multishipper, and believe in ship and let ship. Most of my writing is BuckTommy, SalBuck or SalBuckTommy, but Abby will always hold a special place in my heart.
Here is a list of my current works, under the cut because it got long.
Spent hours on the omegaverse doc. Wrote ~2k words, cut them back out, deleted another ~6k.
Started and stopped and deleted and tried again. Finally after another three plus hours, I had just under 350 words to show for my efforts.
Partially because it required a ton of research, partially because it's well outside my wheelhouse, partially because several plan didn't work out for one reason or another.
Then, to celebrate getting past that really difficult part... I started a new WIP. Basically, Buck and Tommy keep hooking up after the hook up. Tommy knows it's meaningless but can't stop himself. So it's self-loathing and misery, sure that Evan is involved with someone else but comes to him - uses him - when that person isn't available. Hoping that then it's almost retold/expanded on with Buck's POV. And he's barely holding himself together through the power of these stolen moments.
Or that's the intention. Here's a sneak peek of the first 300 words:
Tommy wondered how selfish and masochistic he can be, how much longer he could greedily accept kisses he knows are meaningless. How much longer he could be the one Evan turned to when whoever he really wanted wasn't around, wasn't available, wasn't at Evan's beck and call like he was.
The first time it happened - or second if you count the time at the bar with Ravi, which Tommy doesn't because that time he'd stupidly thought it meant something - had been in a bar about six months after he'd driven Evan home after Bobby's funeral.
Tommy had sat in a quiet little bar, idly wondering if two beers and a basket of fries constituted a social life when he saw Evan come in. Tommy couldn't take his eyes off him.
At the funeral, Evan had been staunchly upright, a pillar Tommy supposed would hold up the 118 in Bobby's absence. Then as Tommy had driven him home afterwards, Evan had slowly collapsed in the passenger seat like an inflatable with a slow bleed. Tommy thought there might have been nothing left of him if Evan had lived any further away. Tommy had helped him out of his truck and unlocked the door for him, held him up as Tommy sought a bedroom to lay him down in.
He'd intended to stay with him. He'd have stood at attention all night in his dress uniform if he'd had to. Instead, once they'd crossed the threshold into the bedroom, Evan had pushed free of his help, squared his shoulders, and told him, “You can go.”
It was a cold dismissal and maybe Tommy should have been a better man but when had he ever been the better man? He'd held Evan's gaze for five seconds and then nodded and did as he'd been told.
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When I was a small child I wanted to be an artist or a writer. When I was around 6 or 7 we had an art activity where we went to the library and they had large pieces of paper and every colour available. We were allowed to be there as long as we were painting until we deemed the project done. I stayed until my canvas was completely filled with flowers every colour imaginable.
My painting was selected by our local art gallery for an exhibit of local art. I got to dress up for the show, and my parents took me out for a nice dinner. They got me art lessons, and encouraged my enjoyment of it.
When I was 14, my high-school art teacher ruined art class for me, by demanding everything be made according to the rubric for grading. I slowly stopped painting, or drawing. And didnt take another art class.
I still have the supplies, though.
If I got back into writing after a 12 year hiatus, maybe I can do that again, too.
Title: The Hunt
This sparks joy and earns a ficlet
This isn't something they do often, or at all, if they're being honest. In the years that they've been together their presentations have been the least important thing to them. Buck is an omega, but that doesn't make him any less than Tommy and Sal just because they're alphas, no matter what other narrow minded people may think. All three of them are strong, capable firefighters, all three of them are equally smart in their own ways; they're evenly, perfectly matched. And Sal and Tommy have never treated Buck as lesser than them, even during his heats when he's out of his mind with hormones and it would be so easy to take advantage, they've never done anything that they hadn't agreed upon before the heat started. They always take the best care of him. And it's amazing, it's everything Buck ever wished for, but sometimes...
Sometimes he needed this. He needs the burn in his legs as he runs, stumbling over roots and rocks, branches and brambles catching on his clothes as he tears through the forest. He needs his heart to race and his lungs to ache. He needs to feel helpless. Hunted.
Ruts only come around once a year, far less often than a heat cycle. They usually spend that time holed up in Tommy's cabin in the mountains, far away from anyone or anything that could interrupt them. It's one of the few times Buck can convince them to really let go, to give in to the urges they fight down the rest of the year and let instinct take over.
This time he convinced them to agree to the chase.
Buck pants as his feet slide on a loose cropping of gravel by a stream and he falls, palms scraping in the grit. He forces himself up, splashing across the water into a close cluster of trees. He has to stop there for a moment, back pressed against the rough bark as he gulps in a lungful of air.
There's a howl in the distance and Buck grins. He had had a head start, made a false path. He can't believe it actually worked. He lets his head fall back, taking advantage of the small victory to rest and catch his breath.
A hand closes around throat and hot breath ghost over his face. He meets a pair of glowing red eyes and a victorious, predatory grin.
"Caught you, sweetheart."
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I once had an all expenses paid trip to Sao Paulo, Brazil. The government of Sao Paulo was trying to recruit foreign researchers to attract new talent. The only issue is the only people who seemed to be aware of this conference were people originally from Brazil.
Of the 100 or so individuals in attendance at this conference only four of us were non-natives.
I remember very little of the topics of the presentations, but it was related to the translation of lab based research to clinical trials. I myself had a poster on sumoylation as it related to Alzheimer's disease. Ultimately I had found nothing (which is why I dropped out of the PhD program and went on to pursue a successful career in nursing, among other reasons).
What I remember most about the trip, however, was the amazing cultural immersion we got. We had locals showing us the best restaurants, shopping, and nightlife. The food was amazing, and the people a lot of fun.
When you get this, list 5 of your favorite songs, publish. Send this ask to 10 of your mutuals! 🎶
1) Glass Animals - Tears in Space
2) Saint Motel - It's Happening
3) Patrick Wolf - The Falcon
4) Ingrid Michaelson - Parachute
5) The Zolas - Escape Artist
remember when you’re writing a gross and terrible power dynamic that you should be asking yourself constantly how you could make it worse and sexier
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In a past life, when I was a grad student I TAed an intro to human physiology course to first year nursing students.
I could only ever remember things if there was a practical application, so I would find real world relevance (beyond how the body worked).
Prime example I still haven't forgotten the reason a fetus isnt viable until 25 weeks is because that is when they start producing lung surfactant.
Fun fact, when I went back to school to become a nurse my preceptor for my final placement had been a student in the class I TAed for.
Other fun fact, 18-20 year olds are highly motivated to participate by stickers, candy and timbits.
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I have named my imposter syndrome "Greg" after a colleague I have no respect for (Greg is the one who thinks generative AI will solve all of our problems).
It makes it much easier to identify when my internal monologue is being stupid and tell it to fuck off.
"I'm not bad at creative pursuits, that's just Greg being an asshole. Fuck off Greg."
Some salbucktommy thoughts
Attn @thecarrott @letsdosciencetoit
I don't need another WIP and this has probably been done before but:
Post breakup/hookup/etc... probably some time after Bobby's death, Buck's finally had it with everything at work and since he's learned the lesson after the truck bombing/lawsuit stuff, he goes to the union.
Where he meets Sal.
For this, I'm thinking Sal and Tommy have been out of touch for a few years actually. Probably because Tommy came out to him and Sal wasn't ready to consider his own issues so he was supportive in the moment but let them drift apart. Which Tommy took as him being uncomfortable and let him. (Which added to his issues, of course.)
So Sal knows nothing about Buck being involved with Tommy and Buck might bring up his ex but he's not going to say the T word so... when Buck and Sal become friendly then end up moving things to more than friends and way more than worker and union rep, neither of them suspect that connection. (Sal DOES get him another rep! He's not going to pull the same shit that's part of the reason Buck went to the union in the first place.)
(Also they do know the 118 connection obviously but Buck has told himself he's moved on which obviously when you've truly moved on it's totally normal to cautiously avoid saying your ex's name or suggesting your new boyfriend might have worked with him ten years ago.)
Things are good. Really good. Buck does still miss Tommy and think about him sometimes (he's not going to think about how many 'sometimes' is) but he's starting to think he can see a future with Sal. They're planning to but have not yet moved in together.
And then, of course, they're out together and run into Tommy.
It's SO many layers of uncomfortable.
Buck and Sal are holding hands and Buck would never drop Sal's hand because they ran into Tommy but oh god he's really wanting to drop Sal's hand but also to hold it tighter and raise his chin because fuck you, Tommy Kinard, afraid you couldn't be my last and you got your wish.
Sal's all too aware of how it looks to Tommy that he basically dropped Tommy as friend after Tommy came out to him and now here he is with a guy so he's ashamed of himself but he's not ashamed of Buck so he's not letting go of Buck's hand but he's also too consumed with his own worries about what Tommy thinks of him to notice the crisis Buck is going through.
Tommy's eyes just go to their linked hands and some part of him is just like, of course. Of absolute fucking course.
It's the most stilted conversation ever. "Hey" with seventeen levels of meaning and inflection. And of course Tommy is the one to bolt first, like his ass is on fire and water's a mile away.
In the wake of his leaving, Sal and Buck both turn to explain to the other and understanding dawns on them both.
Oh. Fuck.
And it's a couple of days of this whiplash feeling for both of them, just numbly processing.
And Buck is considering reaching out to Tommy but that feels weird but he thinks he should but that feels dishonest to Sal and he could tell Sal - he should! - but he's not sure how to explain why he thinks he should talk to Tommy so he just doesn't know how to bring it up.
Then Sal brings it up.
Sal needs to apologize to Tommy, explain his own shit, doesn't expect or feel he deserves forgiveness for ditching Tommy but Tommy deserves to know it was never his fault or about him, that Sal was a coward who couldn't handle Tommy being brave.
And Buck hears something in Sal's explanation. Something familiar because he knows it himself.
They don't just want to clear the air.
They want more.
They want Tommy.
Since Sal's made a new career of talking things out and hearing both sides, I think he and Buck are actually pretty good at communicating. Buck can run impulsive and Sal can still get his temper up but mostly only on someone else's behalf these days so they sometimes get a little snappish with one another but they get through it okay.
So they actual have a pretty damn mature conversation about this. About Tommy. About what they maybe want.
Both of them say they're good either way but, god, just acknowledging it makes the want get bigger and more insistent.
Just thinking about it and talking together makes them both envision it: how the three of them could be. They both start talking about the things they like and miss about Tommy and see how it doesn't impact what they enjoy about each other.
And admit that thinking about each other with Tommy is... pretty damn hot actually.
And then they just kind of groan because how they fuck could they EVER explain this to Tommy, let alone convince him?
Meanwhile Tommy is alone in the deepest pits of his own personal hell with no clue these conversations are happening. In his head they're probably laughing, clinking champagne glasses (oh fuck, he thinks. champagne.) because haha what a coincidence they'd both once been at all connected to Tommy Fucking Kinard, aren't they lucky he's past tense for both of them.
He's just absolutely emotionally decimating himself thinking about "don't have to have feelings with everyone I sleep with" and how once upon a stupid time he'd imagined telling Sal he was gay and telling him he'd had a crush on him forever. Doesn't it just figure the two guys he's been the most fucked up about are now together.
new ask game send me a 🌻 and ill just tell you whatever the fuck i want
snippet saturday
tagged recently by @corporatebanana, @rcmclachlan and @frogsinflannel. tagging you all back for next time, along with anyone else who has something to share. as with most things outside my usual, idk who to tag or not tag on a post like this so consider this me bigsing my eyes and asking to see what you're working on
well! let me share a story: i claimed a prompt at hj's prompt fest over on ao3 expecting to write something short and filthy featuring reverse age gap. howeverrrrr. i ended up thinking THOUGHTS and now i'm writing something LONG and filthy (and kinda sad) that i'm not sure find the fest vibe but which IS scratching my brain just right.
things you need to know: featuring married buddie in their 50s. fire captain buck, retired eddie, tommy who is 23 and just out of the army due to injury and is a) very unhappy, b) very obsessed with buck and eddie both c) very weird about his own desires
oh and this snippet is nsfw from like, the word go.
he gives good parent by queermccoy Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz/Tommy Kinard Characters: Tommy Kinard, Evan "Buck" Buckley, Ramon Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Helena Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Additional Tags: Mentioned Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Mentioned Theo (9-1-1 TV), Homophobia, Internalized Homophobia, Meeting the Parents, Established Relationship, Polyamory, Mentioned Margaret Buckley and Phillip Buckley, Crack, Crack Treated Seriously Summary:
Tommy Kinard gave good parent.
He was charming, steady, made great first, second, and third impressions. Mothers liked him because he respected his partners and fathers liked him because he was a man's man. Even when he started dating men, he was good at meeting parents.
When he'd met Evan's parents, Margaret and Phillip Buckley, covered in soot and grime, they'd laughed at his jokes and shook his hand. They hid their surprise well, Tommy'd thought, and once the reception died down and people began to trickle out, they'd parted with fond goodbyes. Up until their breakup, Tommy and Phillip had been trading tips on pest control in their respective gardens, even though Tommy barely kept his. Philip had sent him a heartfelt text message when he'd gotten the news about the breakup, wishing him well with his beetle infestation.
Tommy Kinard gave good parent.
or, Tommy Kinard gives bad parent
The Shark + textposts
LOU FERRIGNO JR. as Brendon "The Shark" Park
(02.10) 4:00 P.M. THE PITT
Collins is gone.
Namaygoosisagagun First Nation/Collins has burned to the ground. The entire community is nothing but ashes after being quickly consumed by wildfires. They did not have any support from emergency services, and no one offered aid. The community saved themselves by escaping into boats because no one came.
Mishkeegogamang and Cat Lake have lost power. Families are ending up in shelters with nothing. Armstrong, Lac La Croix, Whitesand, Gull Bay, Lac des Mille Lacs are currently in the fires path and all members are being evacuated.
All this loss, all this devastation, and it was entirely preventable.
After steadily underfunding wildland firefighting and purposefully excluding Indigenous wildland firefighters and Indigenous wildfire organizations from wildfire operations, firefighter training, decisionmaking, and resource exchanges, in 2025, Doug Ford slashed the forest firefighting budget.
It's hard to ignore his decision to cut funding and leave us out of adequate fire training (even though we've lived with forest fires for thousands of years—far longer than settlers have been in Canada—and made sure fires like the ones we're all seeing today were prevented through kinisitotēn) when, despite making up less than 5% of the population, we account for 42% percent of all wildfire evacuations in Canada.
And when we are successfully evacuated, we face discrimination and racism—like Kashechewan—because it's always been easier to blame us than it is to blame the true culprit: denialism, corportate greed, and colonization.
The people of Collins and every other impacted community deserve better.
Right now, the AFN is currently accepting donations to help Collins First Nation. If you're able to, please consider donating.
ONWA (Ontario Native Women's Association) is another great place to donate to. They have outreach vans going to motels and inns and offering food, water, resources, and cultural support to those impacted by the wildfires.
Other places to consider donating to are Mikinakoos Emergency Fund, Red Cross, True North Aid, Indigenous Climate Action. You can also send donations directly to Whitesand First Nation via e-transfer ([email protected]) and they request that you add your full name in the e-transfer comment section to receive a tax receipt.
*Before sending money, verify that the appeal appears on an official First Nation, Tribal Council or registered charity channel.
If you can't offer financial support, please consider donating items of need. Moontime Connections is currently accepting drop-off donations. If you live in the Thunder Bay area, Namaygoosisagagun Health Office is also taking in donations! They can also bemailed to Superior Inn Hotel & Conference Centre at 555 West Arthur Street, Thunder Bay, ON, P7E 5P8.
items needed are: food, diapers, medical masks, men’s and women’s joggers (all sizes), children’s clothing (newborn to size 14), children’s shoes, summer clothing, men’s clothing, toiletries (lotion, Vaseline, toothpaste, toothbrushes, shampoo, conditioner, soap, deodorant, etc.), strollers, adult depends-all sizes, dog & cat food
wīya ispīh iyiniw-kiskīyihtamowin pasikōpayiki kāwi askiy ta-iyihyīmakan
do you consider yourself confident
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Explicit Summary: Forty something Tommy Kinard dreams of returning to the sky, but the brass have tapped him to take over as captain of the 118, provided he proves he can play the part. He knows what's expected of him, and is committed to the right path.
Then he meets a young bartender who turns his world upside down.
Also know as the increasingly problematic age gap AU
