#Project coda

[kordeliiius]

my oc notes won't sync across devices and im devastated

[geeangrey2004]

April Fools Day 2025 Superhero au lore head cannons: Fussy Eaters

CW: mentioned cannibalism and human experimentation. please keep yourself safe.

Fussy Eaters: A group of experiments with bottomless appetites that escaped and swore to consume the whole world to sate their hunger. The only reason they haven’t yet is because they’re picky.

Kanade Yoisaki(Instant Boss): the one who organized the fussy eaters into a group that could actually achieve their goals. She signed up for the experiments to pay for her father’s medical bills and ended up being forced to consume him by the scientists. She swore that she would never let herself or any other picky eater consume humans again. Lives as a hikikomori to stop herself from eating people and posts music under the name K online. She relegates herself to only eating instant ramen. 

Ichika Hoshino(bread eater): Ichika is the Fussy eater who struggles the most with her hunger. She is prone to fits of violence to try and sate her hunger but hates the taste of humans. She can only tolerate the taste of bread. She plays the guitar out in public to find her missing childhood friends. Though she has a large amount of respect for Kanade, the two often end up butting heads because of their hunger. 

Rui Kamishiro(Death Vegetable): the oldest experiment consumed with thoughts of vengeance. He can’t stand the texture of vegetables and has very little qualms about eating meat. He became an Indie film director and used that as a cover to hunt people. He’s currently in maximum security prison after being caught by the cops during a robbery.

N25 Rin Kagamine(Picky): the youngest member of the Fussy Eaters and the person who pushes to eat the world the hardest. She’s the group’s operational leader and takes charge of their crimes. She can barely eat anything other than people. She’s been working on freeing Rui against Kanade’s wishes.  

random Notes:

I took heavy inspiration from Evil Food Eater Conchita and Tokyo Ghoul for this group

from here on out, they'll be called the "Picky Eaters" for my own sanity

I like the idea that they use Kanade's apartment as their base of operations.

N25 Rin and Len are twins

Hope Hope Heart often gets dispatched to deal with them

I like to think that outside of work, Saki and Ichika meet up to play music together

Mafuyu and Kanade are suspicious of each other but find the other intriguing enough that they haven't done anything

[hidey-writes]

wip wednesday

Gu Yiran runs after him, flashlight bobbing, and recognizes the room as soon as he steps into it. The darkened windows, the smashed furniture. Splinters of wood still scatter the concrete floor, next to a spot that’s darker than the rest.

This is where they’d brought him, at first. This is where Qin Yi had tried to bargain with him. This is where Gu Yiran had written down most of the list of ingredients needed to synthesize Lucifer, and swapped the last few for things that would explode when combined.

He shivers, then, or lets out a quiet breath. Or maybe he does nothing at all, and Zheng Bei can see it on him anyway, that he’s been here. Zheng Bei’s voice is gentle, soft, the voice he uses with young witnesses, when he asks, “Do you know this room?” He doesn’t touch Gu Yiran, but Gu Yiran hears him come around to just next to him, almost close enough that their arms brush.

i haven't been writing recently ... not quite sure why, but hoping it will come back to me soon if i just let it be and turn my attention to other things so i'm not giving myself pressure. to remind myself i have put together sentences before, here is a slightly old snippet from the part of ch5 of distance where beiran go back to the crematorium

[its-coda]

Con done!! Will post my haul later

[many-faced]

More Halfway art, featuring some more major characters to the story. These are the origins (also seen in human forms in this post), some various entities and a realitybound from one of the realities that has a connection to the plot though Aurum (shown in my previous post of halfway refs) :3

I mostly only have side characters (and a few background characters that sure do exist) left to redesign now, being Death (who may be renamed), Chronos, Aether, Sonar and possibly the Phobias.

I am also planning to make a few new characters, probably some side character realitybounds connected to Coda and possibly a new overseer :3

[project-blueflame]

LADIES!! GENTLEMEN!! STEP RIGHT UP TO SEE THE ILLUSTRIOUS CODA BASPHER!! Massive props to @practicalmelon for this commission! Can not thank them enough!!

-Quinn

[the-coda-project]

The Coda Project | 1.05 Sinking in the Quicksand

Dean knows Sam noticed his eyes bleeding when they were fighting Bloody Mary, but Sam hasn't asked why. Dean spirals as he wonders what that means.

Toledo is three hours in the rear view, and Dean still has dried blood flaking at the edges of his fingernails. Itching under his collar.

He desperately needs a shower, but getting out of town before more cops arrived at the trashed antique store was a whole lot higher on the priorities list than stopping to wash up, and he'd had to settle for wiping the worst of it from his face with an ancient KFC wet wipe and a wad of napkins as he'd steered the car toward the interstate with his other hand. He's been fantasizing about hot water and a fresh change of clothes ever since. Now, as he glances down at the dashboard, he silently thanks his baby for the excuse that her near-empty fuel tank is giving him.

"Almost outta gas," he says aloud when he takes the next exit ramp, and in his periphery he sees Sam flinch at the sound of his voice. "You mind filling the tank while I hit the head?"

"Yeah, sure."

It's the first time either of them have spoken in hours.

Keep reading

[felikatze]

FELI genuine question would it be annoying if I got in your DMs and nitpicked details on your Loop-related pages for the script project (Noticed typos/formatting errors and some missing portrait info while copying stuff over onto my sheet)

PLEASE FUCKING DO i beta-read none of this basically because when i finish a page my eyes start going fuzzy. recently i caught a stray quotation mark and it made me want to scream so bad. give me an itemized list i'll blow you a kiss (platonically)

god i need to make a loop fight script specifically for the fanfic i'm slow cookign rn

[craft2eu]

The Linen Project: Apeldoorn (NL) bis 18.05.2025

Seit 2018 wird Flachs unter dem Namen The Linen Project angebaut. Aus Flachs wird Leinen hergestellt. Die Herstellung von Leinen, das bis 1900 zusammen mit Wolle am häufigsten für die Textilproduktion verwendet wurde, erfordert viel Wissen und Können bei der Aussaat, Ernte und Verarbeitung. Das Leinenprojekt basiert auf der Idee des „Learning by Doing“ und hat deshalb die „geteilte Verantwortung“…

[demi--human]

Us: *chilling, scrolling tumblr*

Caz: we should make a blog for kink flags

Royal: what even--

Caz: I would make them so pretty, pls pls pls?

Royal: it's 7am and we haven't slept I don't think we wanna do that

Caz: why don't you love me ;A; [overdramatic, silly]

[geeangrey2004]

April Fools Day 2025 Superhero Au master post

Started: 3/31/2025

Last Updated: 4/2/2025

Devoted Evil:

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CBNEL:

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Picky Eaters:

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Hope Hope Heart:

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FOW:

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Zoo Rangers:

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[hidey-writes]

wip wednesday

“It’s too early for plane tickets,” Gu Yiran blurts. There’s too much here to leave behind, still.  Zhao Xiaoguang stares at him. “Ran-ge, what are you talking about? It’s the end of tourist season, it’s too late for plane tickets. Yaoyao, don’t listen to him.” Gu Yiran starts. “What— what are we talking about?”  But the conversation is already moving on without him as Ding Guozhu says, Yaoyao, you really should consider that it’s really close to peak tourist season already, the prices—, and she retorts, If Director Gao is going to work us so hard I can only vacation once a year, when else would I go? The team’s conversation washes over him, and he can’t quite seem to latch onto it. — then stop having opinions about the souvenirs I’m bringing my dad — Zheng Bei is in the kitchen, gesturing at something while his mother smacks him gently on the shoulder. — should know he’s only being polite about it — Through the window, Zheng Bei makes a faux-hurt face, and ducks back out into the dining room. The glass in front of Gu Yiran is full again, and Gu Yiran picks it up to take a sip that burns down the back of his throat. When he looks back up, he’s lost track again of where Zheng Bei is in the room. Someone smacks his shoulder. “Ran-ge,” Zhao Xiaoguang says, in a tone like he’s repeating himself, “tell Yaoyao that the shoes I got my dad are good ones.” He turns to Zhang Xueyao, “He likes the shoes, he’s asking for them this time,” and then back to Gu Yiran, nudging his shoulder, “You should get them for your dad too, Ran-ge, when you go back. Bring him some Northern fashion!”

it's still wednesday to me. i love need you public accountability. anyway, i've written like five versions of this scene (the team talking about their post-case plans at the celebration dinner) already. this is ... yet another version that will not be in the final draft. whatever ! surely the possible count of iterations of this scene is a finite number and therefore i will eventually reach the end ! right ????????

[its-coda]

LET ME DRAW MY TV FREAKK WHY DO I HAVE TO STUDY MACHINE LEARNINGG AND DESIGN AMPLIFIERS

[screamlet]

911 what is your pride (week 4; sex & romance)

@911whatisyourpride thank you for running this project 💖🌈

bucktommy, 1k a short future coda to drag bingo night at shelley's (tumblr) leaning heavy on the romance here! this coda is now on the ao3!

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It's been two months since Evan invited him out to drag bingo night, and a month since they decided to give their relationship another try. That's why Tommy's parked outside the 133 at 7:45 AM, his truck packed for their first weekend away. Ever.

This time last year they were together and every time they talked about a romantic getaway, they would end up in bed before either of them could suggest a place to go. Just the idea of getting away was a thrill; a year later, they were starting to understand the value of actually getting away.

His watch alarm lets him know it's 7:50 and Evan will be done with his shift any minute. Tommy's losing time and losing his nerve for this—this stupid little—

"You're an idiot," Tommy says to himself as he climbs out of the truck. "You've flown helicopters through combat zones and wildfires and a goddamned hurricane, but picking up your boyfriend from work, somehow that's scarier. Somehow. Somehow."

Yeah, but if you crash and burn in those scenarios, you only die once, his brain helpfully reminds him. Embarrassing yourself in front of your boyfriend and his coworkers—that's forever.

"Forever? If I'm lucky," Tommy mumbles under his breath as he jogs across the street.

The 133's bay doors are open and both the A-shift and B-shift crews are milling around, saying hi and catching up before they go their separate ways. Tommy looks around for familiar faces, but only sees Cristy as she laughs with a couple of people, and Captain Mehta, clapping the B-shift captain on the shoulder as he leaves his office.

And then there's Evan, half-hidden behind one of the engines with a handful of people. Something makes him laugh uproariously, full-body doubled-over laughter that has him wiping his eyes when he straightens up again. That's when he spots Tommy and waves wildly at him from all of 15 feet away.

"Tommy! Oh my god, Tommy." Evan drops his duffel bag unceremoniously and crosses the floor to him. "Hey, can I introduce you?" Evan asks quietly.

"What? Oh. Yeah, yeah of course."

"Okay, great," Evan whispers, pulling him into a giant hug with a kiss on the cheek. Then he turns around and yells, inches from Tommy's ear: "Hey, everyone, this is my boyfriend, Tommy!"

Cristy laughs loudly. "Tommy Kinard from Harbor Station, were you lurking behind that ambulance? Get in here."

He gives her a quick hug and waves at everyone, trying not to feel like a pageant contestant who's been called on stage to perform his special talent. Evan distracts him, though, as he points to something in Tommy's hand. "Tommy, what's that?" Evan asks, his smile lighting him from the inside. "Is that for me?"

And that's when Tommy remembers what had him ready to crumble from embarrassment in the truck, why it took him so long to actually leave the truck and come get Evan. It's the fully bloomed, dark and rich red rose that Tommy had seen growing off a rosebush as he was leaving his own shift at Harbor. It was from a random wild rosebush that didn't belong to anyone, so no one would mind if Tommy took out his pocket knife and cut one to bring to Evan.

"It's for you," Tommy says, holding it out to him. "Sorry, I—I feel really silly coming in here with like—like I'm on The Bachelor or something, or picking you up for prom, but I saw this on my way over and thought—I thought you might like it."

Evan accepts it with a smile. He looks at it and brushes the petals against his fingers before he holds it out to Tommy again. "Touch the petals, they're so soft. I think that's the best part of flowers. My favorite part, anyway." Tommy touches the petals, too, and their eyes meet as their fingers brush together, touching the rose.

"I love it," Evan says, and throws his arms around Tommy's neck, right there in front of the captains and firefighters and paramedics and anyone walking on the sidewalk past the bay doors. Anyone and everyone can see; it feels so good to hold Evan like this in his arms.

"Thank you," Evan says, his voice gentle, almost a whisper.

Tommy almost says, for what, it's just a flower, but he knows them both better than that. He pulls away and brushes a few stray curls from Evan's forehead, then kisses him. It's quick and chaste (only one whooooo from the crew), but Evan looks at him with those dark eyes and the dazed expression he seems to save for him, for Tommy. They could stay in this spot for years if Tommy's watch didn't beep for the top of the hour.

"Shift's over," Tommy says. "Ready for our road trip?"

"Yeah," Evan says, "wait, yeah, just a second." He slings his duffel bag across his chest and then grabs Tommy's hand to lead him out the bay doors. He waves goodbye to everyone and then holds the rose up to Tommy's face. "I think I've got everything. How about you?"

Some past Tommy would howl and kick his ass at what present Tommy's about to say, but that past Tommy didn't have Evan in his life. Past Tommy could stay quiet and learn a thing or two, like how to be happy. It was a skill, a real thing he and Evan were learning to do, and sometimes it meant small gestures that felt like the whole world.

"Well, I've got you," Tommy says. "I think that's all I need."

Evan looks taken aback, then blushes and lightly shoulder checks him. "Yeah, okay," he mumbles, but he can't hide his grin. As they climb in the truck and buckle up, Evan leans over and kisses him again—they can't hide a damn thing.

[project-blueflame]

Arc 1: Homecoming Chapter 1: Opening day

Beep beep beep! That was the sound of my alarm going off. 6:45 AM. On the one hand I did not wanna get up. But on the other hand, I had to. It was the first day of high school after all. As I get up and out of my bed, I stretch my arms out and sigh. “Time to make something of yourself, Volare.” I said to… myself. As I finally start to move, I go about my daily routine. First off: clothes. Same usual style: ripped jeans, white T-shirt and a light leather jacket. Then off to the bathroom. Teeth? Brushed. Hair? Slicked back. Face? Washed. Oh hell yeah, I was ready! There was just one last thing I needed to do. I went out to the living room to hug my parents goodbye. The room was… a mess. On the coffee table was a stack of old records next to one of those vintage record players. The couch was draped with too many blankets and pillows to count. Dad was still asleep on one of the chairs from working the night before, but mom was waiting for me. She pulled me into the tightest hug I could possibly imagine. “Good luck today honey! I know you’re gonna do great!” She said in the sweetest voice. I let out a light chuckle.

“Thanks mom. I’ll see you when I get home today!” I said as I let go of her. I then walked outside and grabbed a water bottle in the garage. As I walked outside, I splashed the water in the air. With a movement from my hands the water stopped dead in its tracks. I then began moving my hands, shaping the water in the air. I watched as he flowed around me, its fluid movements matching my own. Finally, the water went to my back. With a few more hand  movements, the water went to my back and morphed its shape into wings.  I took a deep breath as I flapped my wings and took off into the air. Now this was the way to travel. High in the sky, wind going through my hair. I could stay up here for days. But sadly I couldn’t. Because I eyed my destination.  Brollywing High. It was a square building, with people already bustling on the outside. Some were familiar to me. Most… weren’t. Well… that’s not nerve racking at all. With a small sigh to myself, I resigned myself to land.

As I did, who did I find outside the building tune his guitar? A man with hair down to his shoulders. Draped in a white jacket and a torn up tank top. “Baspher! You bastard, where the hell have you been!?” I asked as I pulled him to a hug.

Coda Baspher. My ride or die since day one. As we saw each other, a smirk went to both our faces.

“I’ve been performing! Been all up and down Montana. What about you?” He asked in return. His voice was deep and booming.

“Training. Not gonna let Pyre leave me in the dust.” I said as I began walking to class. I heard him chuckle.

“Yeah? Ain’t that what you’ve been saying for the past… all of middle school?” He asked with a tone akin to mocking. And due to that fact, I lightly punched his shoulder. But… he wasn’t wrong. Pyre and I had been on each other's asses for years. Ok well… it’s mainly been me chasing his ass but the point is still there. But I didn’t wanna think about it too much. Coda and I were walking into that school like we freaking owned it. We knew we didn’t, but damn did it feel good.

This was it. High school. I actually made it.  As I entered the school intending to head straight for my locker. However The entire hallway was filled to the brim with them and I will admit, It was… a bit disorienting. But I slowly got accustomed to it as I made my way down. I noticed the place was practically sprawling with people. Some of them were talking, others were simply just sitting by their lockers. As I passed I waved to everyone I knew. Then there was him. A short candle man with no arms and only one dark as midnight eye in the middle of his flame. He was draped in a green hoodie and blue jeans.

“Hi Wick!” I called out to him, trying my best to sound friendly.

“Oh! Ummm… hi!” He said in a bright but timid voice. “How are you?”

“I’m good… a little nervous for the first day.” I said as I  attempted to unlock my locker. Keyword: attempted. My nerves got the better of me and I missed the combination. I tried again. And bam! My locker opened up and I put my backpack in there.

“Yeah I get that. Well I gotta get going!” He said as he closed his locker. “Bye Volare!” He called out before walking off. I let out a sigh of defeat as he walked away. After Wick was gone Coda walked up to me and patted my shoulder.

“Smooth. Real smooth man.” He whispered to me before receiving another punch to the shoulder. He was snickering again. “You know… homecoming is in a couple weeks. You could ask him to go.”

“Yeah but… he barely knows me. It wouldn’t work.” I resigned. It was just the plain truth. It just wouldn’t work.

“Fine. You’re right. It wouldn’t.” Coda told me before walking off. As he did I could see that cocky smirk.

“Coda… what do you have planned?” I asked, following right behind him.

“Don’t worry about it mate! Go enjoy your first day as a freshie! I gotta get to class.” He said before walking into what I could only assume was his homeroom.

[epicbuddieficrecs]

Epic Buddie Fic Recs | March 3rd-9th 2025

WE'RE BACK!! WE'RE SO BAAAACK!!!!!!

Complete

good dogs don't run away by withmeornotatall/ @chronicowboy (Post-S8E9: Sob Stories, Future fic, Eddie Back From Texas | 1,1K | General):

"I, um, well..." Eddie shrugs, all nervous bashfulness that makes Buck want to put him in his pocket, maybe his ribcage, just to keep him close, safe. "I'd ask you to move in, but..." "Hate to break it to you, Eddie." His lips curl around the name differently now. Or maybe they don't. Maybe he's always said Eddie's name like it was his favourite word, a plea, a prayer. "But I've got another month of rent down on this place, so if anyone was asking anyone to move in, it'd be me." (OR: they're roommates, partners, best friends, what else is there?)

Ours by Tizniz/ @tizniz (Post-S8E9: Sob Stories Coda | 1,3K | General):

“Home sweet home.” Buck mumbles, stumbling as he tries to kick his shoes off. Eddie doesn’t correct him, tell him that it’s not his yet, because that’d be a lie. This place has been Buck’s home for nearly as long as it’s been Eddie’s.

i find your name, etched behind the frame by wafflesofdoom/ @capseycartwright (Post-S8E9: Sob Stories Coda | 1,6K | General):

Buck had always felt like he belonged, in Eddie’s house. It was one of the things Eddie had noticed, right away, when they’d become friends – Buck had just felt like he belonged, right from the beginning, his spare sneakers next to Eddie’s own on the rack, Eddie’s wardrobe filled with Buck’s clothes, half the ingredients in the kitchen bought by Buck. He was such an integral part of their lives, and Eddie wouldn’t have wanted it to be any other way. He didn’t want it to end.

what do you really need, darling? by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Eddie Coming Out, Getting Together | 2,3K | Explicit):

After Eddie comes out to Buck, and Buck does not react the way Eddie would prefer, they play an expedited game of friends with benefits chicken.

🔥 Hourglass by xylodemon/ @xylodemon (Post-S8E9: Sob Stories Coda, Love Confessions | 2,3K | Not Rated):

"Don't ask me to give you the next three weeks and then let you go." "I wouldn't." "Yes, you would." Eddie huffs out a laugh. "Yeah, I would. And you wouldn't say no." "No, I wouldn't," Buck admits. "So don't ask."

you give me such a future feeling by bellabrady (Different First Meeting AU | 2,5K | Not Rated):

"Fuck you!" he yells. The spider is still again and after a few moments, Eddie's heartrate starts to slow back down. He needs somebody to get this thing out of here. If not Christopher, then someone else. The problem is, he doesn't know a lot of people in LA yet. He hasn't even gotten around to introducing himself to his neighbors! Wait. His neighbors. — Or: Eddie is terrified of spiders, so he enlists his neighbor's help in getting rid of it. You can guess the rest.

🔥 Nap Trapped by paleredheadinascifi (Future fic, Post-S8E9: Sob Stories, Eddie Back from Texas | 3K | Teen):

“Eddie Diaz,” Buck gasps. “Are you using me for my very soft cardigan?” Eddie chuckles and tells the truth. “You looked so comfy. And I missed you.” Buck sucks in a breath beneath Eddie’s ear. “I missed you, too,” he whispers. “I think I missed you too much,” Eddie admits. Or, Buck wears his pink cardigan and Eddie nap traps him about it.

a tremendous thing by simplyylupin (S8E9: Sob Stories Spec | 3K | Teen):

“What the hell is your problem, Buckley?” Eddie snaps when he’s near enough. He shoves Buck’s shoulder, eyes blazing a shade of hazel in the firelight. “Your lungs not screwed up enough for your liking?” “My lungs are just fine,” Buck replies. Eddie narrows his eyes. “You’re so full of–” “Alright, Eddie,” Bobby interrupts before he can finish, “That’s enough.” in which buck projects his feelings into befriending a dog

a craving i can't fill. by dylaesthetics (Post-S8E9: Sob Stories, Eddie Moved to Texas | 4K | Teen):

“You have to tell him. Buck,” she says insistently. “You’ve got to—” “What would be the point?” he asks, cutting her short. “He’s moved to Texas. He’s not coming back. They never do.” “Not Eddie,” says Maddie. “He’ll come back. He always does. He’ll—” “Christopher is the priority,” once again, he cuts her off, restlessly stirring on the couch. “Christopher is what matters. And Eddie will give up anything for him. As he should. I don’t blame him for it, not one bit. He’s what’s most important.” ____ OR an interstate journey, a conversation with a Texan man and a sister, and a voicemail.

Divide, Conquer, & Drink by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Secret Relationship, Eddie Back from Texas | 4K | Teen):

With alcohol as their weapon of choice, Hen and Karen decide to separate and confront Buck and Eddie into confessing their feelings for one another.

til then be good and wait for me by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Post-S8A, Eddie Back from Texas, Getting Together | 6K | Teen):

Eddie returns from El Paso and asks Buck on a date. In the interim between the asking and the date itself, Buck acts completely normally. Definitely. Just don't ask anyone.

Anosognosia by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Canon Divergent, Nurse Buck, Getting Together | 7K | Teen):

When ER Nurse Evan Buckley meets Firefighter Paramedic Eddie Diaz, he is instantly smitten. They hit it off quickly, and begin seeing a lot of each other. It takes him a few weeks to realize they're doing more than just hanging out.

🔥 day five hundred sixty-four (and it feels like you just left my side) by BekkaChaos/ @bekkachaos (Post-S8A, Eddie Moved to Texas | 8K | Teen):

Eddie made the move to El Paso, Buck isn't coping so well so he takes to doing research and texting Eddie random facts and thoughts instead of saying all the things on his mind. Or, 5 times Buck texts Eddie with weird trivia/thoughts and 1 time he send him something genuine (by accident).

Lucky I’m in love (with my best friend) by scarmaddiewrites (Future fic, Eddie Coming Back From Texas | 8K | Teen):

Chris and Eddie are coming back from Texas and Buck and Eddie share one brain cell.

🔥 i’m gonna marry him anyway by weewooforever (Friends to Fiancés | 10K | Teen):

4 times eddie’s elderly neighbor tells him he’s so lucky to have such a wonderful husband + the 1 time she tells buck. the only problem? they’re not actually married.

🔥 Atomic Spiral by ameliahart/ @melliehart (S8, Getting Together, Jealous Eddie | 13K | Explicit):

And Eddie’s not jealous, of course not, that’s Buck’s thing. He thinks wryly of Tommy and sprained ankles, and an embarrassing fondness fills his chest. Buck’s so— Buck, wholly and completely, and Eddie misses him, is all. But that’s not why he’s doing it, honest. These people don’t appreciate Buck for who he is, not the way Eddie does. He just wants the best for Buck, okay? *** Eddie brings Christopher home from Texas to find that in his absence, Buck’s started sleeping around. Eddie is completely normal about that. (Or, Eddie starts cockblocking Buck. Things escalate from there.)

Time is Running Out (I wanna play the game, I want the friction) by bewitched__bothered__bewildered/ @bewitchedbotherednbewildered (A/B/O AU, Secret Omega Eddie | 70K | Explicit):

Crouching down, Buck lifts the polaroid from the floor, ready to place it back in the photo album without thought, when a glint of metal catches his eye. Standing in the picture, waist-up, wearing nothing but a dog tag, Eddie’s side profile is visible with his hands on his stomach. His pregnant stomach. As subtle as possible, Buck slips the picture into his pocket as Chris and Eddie keep bickering with each other. “I, uh, I’m going to go to the bathroom real quick,” and without waiting for either of them to say anything, Buck all but runs away from his best friend. His Omega best friend. Or, Alpha Buck spent the last few years at the 118 thinking Eddie was also an Alpha. Turns out, he’s not.

WIP

🔥 Gentle On My Mind by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Canon Divergent, Shannon Lives, Buck/Eddie/Shannon | 19/? | 109K | Explicit):

In which Shannon lives, tells a lie, and sends hers, Eddie's, and Buck's lives down a very different path

🔥 Doe & a Drop of Golden Sun by ohstars/ @oh-stars (Canon Divergent, Dad Buck | 14? | 60K | Teen):

Buck doesn't mean to keep secrets from everyone, but he also can't talk about the pain he experiences on a day to day basis. With his nine-year-old living across the country and his custody limited to one monthly visit, Buck doesn't know how to share this part of himself. How does he tell his team of six years that he's had a kid this whole time? How does he tell his sister? How does he tell his Edd-- best friend? It's fine. The universe isn't going to give him a choice in the matter when the worst thing imaginable becomes his reality.