Starky

Does anybody happen to know any canon compliant Destiel fic w/ Cas AS Heaven?

I’ve got this hc where Dean learns Cas literally IS his heaven & says “Wish you could be here Cas - We coulda had a real good time” & a light above the bar explodes & Dean thinks it the best thing ever. Anything similar?

Chimney chuckles and picks a few pieces of rogue broccoli out of his son’s hair. “Gotta be on the lookout for those pants fires, little Nash. Safety first.”

Eddie shakes his head, forces the takeout box into Buck’s hands, and brushes past him out the door. Buck opens the box’s closed lid to take a peak inside and grins at what he finds. He gives Chimney a little two finger salute and follows Eddie out onto the street.

Chimney waves back and calls out, “Be careful, Di-ahz! You know, because of the pants - wouldn’t want the jar to get too hot and shatter!” Then sing-songy, “Good luck!”

Chimney can’t see Eddie’s face but he sees him stiffen. Buck looks curious, asking without asking what that was all about.

Eddie turns a deep red, looking anywhere but at Chimney. He notices something by the door, “FINE. Not a box then, a jar or something. Whatever! My ride’s here. See you in a week.” He pushes his seat back from the table and stomps towards the exit where a waiting Buck is grinning and waving.

Chimney is about to mention that Eddie drives a Prius now, not a truck when Nash chooses that moment to reach up to the table and pull Chimney’s takeout box directly into his lap, spilling its contents everywhere.

Chimney gives Eddie a look and laughs, “What’s that about boxes staying closed?”

Eddie rolls his eyes, a blush that’s equal parts embarrassed and angry dusts his cheeks, “Whatever, I’m saying it’s not a big deal! Tiny deal. Tiny enough to box up & move on. Get back to “normal.”” He sours, “Throw it in the back of my truck & head on out. Keep it closed. I don’t need it anymore.”

Eddie huffs petulantly, “OK, Fine. It gets quiet sometimes, I guess. IF,” he glares to emphasize the If and not When of his statement, “I ever even notice it, I leave a minute. Take a walk or something.”

Chimney stage whispers to Nash, “Can’t be fun to go for a walk with burning pants.”

“Nope.” Eddie says, popping the “p”. He types something, locks his phone and sets it with his takeout box. He watches little Nash blow spit bubbles, pointedly ignoring Chimney.

Chimney shoots Eddie a look, unconvinced, “Uh-huh. That, little Nash, is what the LAFD calls a liar, liar, pants on fire.”

Chimney’s silence conveys how much he does not believe that in the slightest, before he tries, “Busy. Right. Definitely not because we’re feeling any kind of way about Buck moving into a new house?”

Baby Nash fusses. Chimney changes him over to his other arm and resumes his leg bouncing. “Duh, I mean you haven’t been over much at all since he moved in.”

Eddie’s face closes off, his eyes immediately dropping back to his phone. He shrugs, “Been busy.”

“Yeah, I know, Di-ahz, I mean,” Chimney makes eye contact with a confused Eddie, “you haven’t stayed over at Buck’s for longer than an hour or so have you?”

Eddie’s sighs, “Maddie got to you too. Chim, It’s not haunted. It was never haunted. It was just a guy living in the attic.”

Eddie looks at Chimney like he just made the bold claim that the color blue is not a prime number. Eddie debates whether he should be assessing for a head injury, “You picked me up so I wouldn’t have to leave my car in Buck’s driveway. He’s on his way here?”

“I already locked up at home. I’ll text you so you know when we leave Buck’s place in the morning.”

Chimney successfully closes his box. He hesitates, plotting out his next words, “So…you’re staying at Buck’s house tonight.”

Eddie checks his watch, “Yeah, we’re aiming to leave at 4. Gonna try to get to Amarillo around 8 or 9. Thanks again for house sitting. Speaking of,” Eddie fishes two sets of keys out of his pocket and slides them across the table.

Eddie types something out, preoccupied, “mmhmm.”

Chimney pries again, spilling a little of his mashed potatoes onto the table as Nash flings an arm out into Chimney’s face, “Early start?”

Eddie, Chimney, & Baby Nash are having dinner at a restaurant. Chimney’s juggling scooping the last of his dinner one-handed into a takeout box with bouncing baby Nash on his leg. Eddie, dinner already boxed up, checks his phone.

Chimney tries for nonchalant, “So…long drive to Nashville tomorrow.”

Her dad died in an accident at the park (his fault) so Eddie told Athena they’d foster her. I need to be clear that they fostered her while also NOT being together yet bc they are stupid and as I was waking up Chris & the girl were scheming to parent trap them and omg it was such a good dream 🥰

And throughout it I was watching the story and I kept yelling “that’s their baby girl!!” and my partner kept rolling his eyes but then at some point I said it again and he looked at me all serious and was like, “Yeah. That’s their baby girl.” And I ‼️‼️screamed.

She was so perfectly a Buddie child with the unending energy and sense of adventure of a young Buck and was someone who thrived in a regimented structure but with an eye for beauty and art through movement like a young Eddie.

Had a dream that felt so real where Buddie adopted a little girl. She was like 5 or 6 and she did gymnastics. Eddie watched her while Athena investigated her birth father who was an absolute asshole developer trying to cut corners while building a new theme park.

The moods between here and the other site is insane whiplash rn and idk how to process it. Im devastated in some kind of primal grief over shit I read about that evil piece of shit island & people are celebrating election results here?? and like…did bluesky not read the same shit I just read?

Brutal column in the Kansas City Star about a local real estate company trying to avoid public scrutiny for selling ICE a property for a massive prison camp:

www.kansascity.com/opinion/arti...

someone flirts with eddie on a call

Of all the ways I thought I would cross off this bingo square…and it ends up being fucking Abigail 🙄

10. Resolve Abigail storyline
11. Chris & Eddie finally reunited
12. Buck and Eddie immediately leave Chris & go to the firefighter games in Nashville??

7. Hen saving people after the crash + 118 or 133 arrive and reassure Hen she has a place somewhere at the LAFD or something
8. Eddie/Alex in Taken 118
9. Some romantic hint at Alex/Eddie or Buddie but probably the first one 😒

The pacing of next episode is gonna be insane
1. Eddie searching for Chris/updating Athena
2. Learning more about Abigail and her parents
3. Firefighter auction call???
4. Henren talking about if Hen has a place at the 118 + crash
5. Eddie being stalked
6. Alex/Athena break in the case

9-1-1 9x11 on Feb. 26th:
Someone at the 118: OMG Chris has been kidnapped!!!
Buck:Oh shit!! I have to go help!
Chim: Need a day off work to go save Chris?
Buck: What? No? We can help by raising money for LA Public Safety. Ravi, get your date clothes we’re having an auction!

The concept of someone being like “of all the characters on HBO, David Hollander is who I choose to represent me 🙂‍↕️” is so funny to me

That being said, I will immediately be changing my dad’s pic to David this is amazing

Bobby (I’m just going with the series regular firefighters)