9-1-1 2x17 Careful What You Wish For, 7x07 Ghost of a Second Chance // How do you process grief?

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9-1-1 2x17 Careful What You Wish For, 7x07 Ghost of a Second Chance // How do you process grief?
eddie (gay) with his little cup and saucer banished to the floor, the most hungover he’s ever been in his life. he woke up in a bathtub .
Ryan Guzman as Eddie Diaz 9-1-1, S03E15
one thing i absolutely love about eddie is the fact that he is always on the lookout for ways to sacrifice himself for the people he loves. girlfriend pregnant? i'll provide for her by risking my life in the military. twice. without asking first. my traumatised son is scared that my job is too dangerous? i will transfer to another one that makes me deeply miserable. also without asking first. can't seem to fall in love with my new girlfriend even though my kid loves her? guess i'll just stick it out. my parents hate my wife even after her death? i will push down every bit of anger i ever felt at her and defend her like a rabid dog. hell, i will romanticise that relationship so bad that I literally cannot move on from her and am haunted by her ghost in both a metaphorical and literal way for years to come. and when, as the crowning result of all my disregard for my personal well-being and healing, my kid has run to texas, and now he does not seem to want to come home? i will bear every bit of pain and embarrassment his obvious disdain and my parents' flagrant disinterest in letting us heal from this causes me, and if that doesn't work, i will upend my entire life, forsake every bit of progress I have ever made, and come crawling back to the city i grew up in. without asking first, of course.
eddie diaz will see a cross, ask "is anyone going to die on that thing?" and then not wait for an answer
“you can hear it in the silence”🌙✨
Thinking about drinking the blood of christ as a symbol of becoming one, a symbol of devotion. Thinking about eddies blood in bucks mouth. Anyways
who’s out here pre-mourning the eddie mustache with me 😔✋
The terrifying thing about Hen and Chim's dynamic for S8 is that they've always been beside each other. Everything in their lives is intertwined, and they rarely keep secrets. But how do you tell your best friend you're jealous of the time he's spending with your daughter? How do you tell him that their bonding is breaking your heart? When he says he has two kids at home, you feel your place as her mother slipping away? And you know she's safe, loved, and cared for, and that's all that should matter. But you're missing out on these important moments, how what she likes is changing and what she enjoys is evolving. Sure, you guys have family dinners, but there's so much of her day that you're missing. So much of that time that's spent away from her. Because you're fighting tooth and nail to put your family back together, and he gets to just...enjoy it.
What are the chances that Eddie (and Shannon) buried some kind of time capsule or little box in Eddie's parents backyard when they graduated high school. Maybe they were a little drunk from a party on graduation night and decided to bury something that they'd dig up before their 10 year reunion because that seemed like a lifetime away. Maybe that was the last thing they did together before Shannon found out she was pregnant.
What are the chances that the crew who digs out the hole for the pool Helena wants to build for Chris find it and suddenly Chris can't hide from his dad or the ghost of his mom anymore. There they are in silly little photo booth photos from prom. In a yearbook with signatures and silly little notes from their friends. In a handwritten note from both of them to their older selves talking about where they hope to be in 10 years. In a a baseball from his dad's final game. In a copy of his mom's favourite book.
What are the chances Chris comes face-to-face with the fact that his parents were people not much older than he was before he was born. When you're a kid your patents seem like giants - like they know everything. But maybe Chris is forced to confront the fact that they were only 5 years older than he his now when they had him. Maybe Chris realizes that his parents were perfect, but that's okay because no one is. Maybe Chris realizes that he can never get time with his mom, but his dad is still here and he doesn't want to lose more time with him.
the number of modes of transportation athena grant can take diminish further
sue me im rewatching 7.04 but i can't express how much i love the truly insane bit of dialogue between buck and maddie where maddie, normal, asks buck if it was really that chris wouldn't stop talking about tommy, or if it was just that buck kept pressing chris for intel, and buck, unwell, objects that he actually didn't have to press chris for info at all because eddie's out here blasting his infatuation with tommy on display via (1) entry on a fridge calendar (that may or may not have been hidden under a takeout menu) that he's even had the indecency to circle, like a whore
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Day 30 of @augusnippets
day 30: self-harm/addiction/overdose
CW: neglectful parenting, self-harm
Word count: 256
When Evan was eight he jumped out of a tree. He landed hard, arm caught beneath him, and earned himself a broken wrist.
When Maddie asked what he had been doing, he said he'd thought the branch of a nearby tree was close enough to reach.
She drove him to the hospital on her learner's permit, even though Evan knew she wasn't supposed to drive without an adult, because both their parents were at work.
The doctor gave him a bright blue cast, and Maddie signed it in big blocky letters. She told him that's what you were supposed to do when someone had a cast, that it meant you were thinking of them and hoping they'd get better.
Their parents freaked out when they called him down for dinner and saw it. They fussed over him, and piled his plate high with food, and kept asking if he needed help. They didn't sign his cast.
For almost a whole week, they played with him, and talked to him, and took him out for icecream, like they did on the days he scraped his knees badly.
Evan soaked up the attention, little enough that a week was a long time. Long enough to convince him this was how it was now, that his plan had worked.
It hadn't, of course. His parents' worry fizzled out again, and things went back to normal.
Still, he kept trying, sure that if he got hurt just a little bit more next time, then his parents care would be permanent.
Day 5 of @augusnippets
day 5: drunk caretaking/concussed caretaking/feverish caretaking
Word count: 607
"I think someone broke in," Eddie mumbles.
Buck spins from where he had been digging in Eddie's drawers, alarm written across his face as he scanned the room. "What? Why?"
"I didn't..." Eddie starts, trailing off as Buck stalks over to where Eddie sits at the foot of his bed.
When he doesn't continue, Buck grips his shoulder gently. He's always so gentle. "Eddie?"
"I didn't leave my room blurry when I left," he confides, eyes drifting loosely from place to place.
Day 3 of @augusnippets
day 3: thunderstorm/blizzard/heat wave
Word count: 284
Buck has never been afraid of storms.
He'd pretend as a kid, snuggle into Maddie's side and let her fuss over him for the night. She'd drag chairs in from the dining table, ignoring their parents' disapproving looks, and they would build a fort on the floor of her bedroom.
The combined pillows and blankets from both their rooms were never enough to make their nest on the ground all that comfortable, but Buck always thought those nights were the warmest he could remember.
Day 2 of @augusnippets
day 2: platonic bathing/hair care/make-up
Word count: 466
Eddie shakes the whole ride home.
It's almost enough to make Buck turn the car around, speed back to the hospital and insist that their quick diagnosis of mild hypothermia and a scattering of bruises must be wrong.
Throwing glances at the silhuette in the passengerseat, unmoving but for the trembling, does nothing to ease pit in his chest. It does nothing for the ache in his throat or the stinging in his palms, physical manifestations of the way his entire being had revolted against the idea of losing Eddie.
It plays in his mind in an endless loop; the deafening crack of thunder, the quaking of the earth. Already being on his knees, frantically clawing at the ground when the realization sunk in. The pit cracking open in his chest when Bobby dragged him away, growing wider with every pitying look and victim-voice.
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