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yeah so this is super duper dear to me

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A 3 and a half minute compilation of robrons insane sex life (after reunion 2.0) enjoy xoxo 😘

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Ao3 version that lets you open the 'director's cut' where I, the author, explain every detail in excruciating detail to you and what it is in reference to.

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buck realizes he’s in love with eddie and immediately starts overcorrecting for it. one of the other school parents assumes they’re married and buck coughs and slaps eddie on the back and goes, “married? to this guy??? nah, we’re just best buds!” they go to disney with chris for a day and buck is taking a photo of eddie and chris in front of the castle and someone offers to get a picture of “your whole family together” and buck goes “well haha i’m just the best friend really! but sure!” it gets to the point where he’s offering up to random delivery drivers “let me go see if eddie has any cash for a tip—he’s not my husband btw” and eventually eddie can’t handle it anymore. “is the idea of it really so awful?” he says to buck after incident #3947494. and buck says huh? and eddie says “being married to me. would it really be so awful?” and buck. doesn’t know how to answer.

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anyway cannot stop thinking about the fact that one two minute conversation with robert demonstrated exactly Why aaron is keeping his distance. like, he said he couldn't trust himself and he fucking MEANT it. self-aware king. he knows he'll fold like paper if he spends any more time with him. had to take a deep inhale, right himself and Get The Hell Out Of There before things got out of hand in david's shop for god and tracy to see. and still. STILL. despite it. despite him being so so aware that he can't be around him. he told robert to stay. and now he's out there bringing up (entirely unprompted mind you) the fact that he kissed robert on his wedding day. man's fighting a losing battle and he knows it. just give it UP my guy

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maybe growing up is just becoming who you were at 14 again but learning how to love her this time

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hot just like an oven

Buddie | Explicit | 6.4k Sex Pollen (kind of?), so much sex, unsafe sex, sex with feelings, getting together

"Pretty sure I'm already feeling the effects," Eddie says after a beat, his eyes meeting Buck's. "And I think Buck is too. I'm guessing it isn't actually warm in here." "From what I can tell it's a brisk 63 in the lab," Bobby confirms. "Listen — Priya isn't sure how it will effect you two. They've only ever used couples as test subjects before. What we do know is that you're both going to be — well the only way to say it is kind of crass. You're both going to be horny." "Really horny," Priya says. "But the good news is this isn't like some smutty book, you don't have to fuck or you'll die or anything like that."

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wip wednesday

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“Do you really want to sleep on the couch?”

No. Because Eddie’s bed was really nice, and Buck likes being next to him. And he likes when he wakes up at night and sees Eddie there, still breathing. And he likes when Eddie wakes from a bad dream and Buck can reach out and rest a hand on his back or his arm and help Eddie relax and go back to sleep.

“Yes,” Buck answers with his arms still crossed. 

Eddie rolls his eyes, but unfolds himself from the couch and stands, and then they’re face to face, inches apart, and Buck’s heart starts beating wildly. “You’re not kicking me out of my bed,” Eddie tells him. “I want you there. I got it ready for you. I want you to use it.” 

Buck swallows hard and can’t feel his legs. 

“I want you to be comfortable. You gave up your loft for me. Please let me give you the bed.” 

“I don’t,” Buck says but his mouth is dry and he’s dizzy like there’s no blood in his head, in his limbs, in the majority of his body. “I don’t want to take— not take. To put out— put you out. A-and take your bed.”

“Do you want to share? Will it make you feel better if I’m there with you?”

Fucking holy gods. Buck doesn’t know what omniscient powers he believes in, but he believes something in the universe wants to torture him. Even if sharing a bed doesn’t mean anything and it’s no big deal and they’ve shared before, last night even, and there was no touching or anything inappropriate or anything to suggest they’re something other than friends because they are friends, best friends, and it’s not a problem. It’s normal. Nothing out of the ordinary for regular friends. They’re grown men. They’re not attracted to each other and they’re not in relationships with anyone right now. “Yes. Fine. If that’s okay. We can— we can— do that. We can do that?”

Eddie sighs with relief. “Yes, we can do that.” 

“Okay. Good,” Buck steps backward and starts for the hallway. “I’m going to s-shower. So I don’t have to in the morning. Be right there.”

Eddie might say something in response, but Buck doesn’t wait to listen and doesn’t stop until the bathroom door is locked and the water is running and he’s naked in the shower with his dick in his hand, quickly jerking himself hard and fast until he comes and nearly falls to his knees. 

He usually jerks off when he showers. It’s not out of the ordinary. It feels good. It helps him unwind. He was agitated. Now he feels better. 

That’s all it is. 

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Everyone is always "team Edward or Jacob", "team Jeremiah or Conrad"?

What I want to know is are you team David or Karl from 2002's Dinotopia?

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@bobbynashweek Day 1 - 4th August - Bobby & the 118 - Those are his monkeys, this is his cirus

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that gentle place, this quiet love

9-1-1 on ABC | Buddie | 1k words | domestic fluff, hugs, forehead kisses, eddie towel drying buck's hair, light angst

Inspired by THIS beautiful artwork by @marz-rm

Eddie hears Buck come home while he’s in the kitchen chopping up carrots for dinner, hears the heavy thud of Buck's duffle bag landing on the floor by the door, his boots knocking against the baseboards as he toes them off next to the shoe rack—never on it, always next to it. He hears his socked feet shuffle gracelessly across the floor, footfalls heavy with exhaustion after a long shift as they carry him down the hall towards the bathroom. It must have been a rough shift if he’s going to shower before even saying hello. 

Eddie listens for the sound of the water running and the bathroom door snibbing shut as he transfers the last of the carrots into the pressure cooker, sets the timer, and pushes it to the back of the bench. 

He busies himself with cleaning the kitchen while he waits for Buck to finish in the shower, but it’s almost twenty minutes later that he finally hears the water turn off. The rustle and slide of the shower curtain tells him that Buck forgot to check that the bathroom door did close properly. Five or so minutes pass quietly, and then there’s a thud and yelp, the sound of something clattering to the floor, and then Eddie is down the hall in an instant.

“Buck?” He calls through the gap in the door. “You okay in there?”

Buck hesitates a moment too long before he says, “Yeah, I—, I just tripped on the bath mat.”

“Can I come in?”

“Ah, yeah, yeah.”

Eddie pushes his way into the room and steps on a toothbrush with the first step he takes—catching sight of the blue and green handle, he makes a mental note to replace it with a new one before Christopher goes to get ready for bed later. The toothbrush holder is rolling back and forth on the floor nearby, and the bath mat is rucked up under Buck’s soaked feet. 

Buck—dressed again in sweat shorts and a loose grey tank top—is leaning heavily against the counter with his wet hair curling over his forehead and dripping into his eyes. 

“Sit,” Eddie says, and Buck doesn’t protest as he sinks down onto the closed lid of the toilet and rests his forearms on his knees.

Eddie pulls a clean hand towel from the bottom drawer of the bathroom cabinet and drapes it over Buck’s freshly washed hair and begins by wiping the trickling droplets from his forehead and around the back of his neck before he starts rubbing gently through his hair. 

“So, 24-hour shift without me,” Eddie starts lightly, “How did you manage to survive?”

“Barely did, my body feels like jelly.” Buck admits and Eddie hears him swallow before he adds, “But this feels pretty good.”

Eddie makes sure to dig his fingers into Buck’s scalp just a little more and smiles when the other man leans into it heavily. 

He aches for him, for not being there with him today. Since returning from Texas, they've been on opposite shifts more often than not. With Bobby on extended leave post-containment breach slash government conspiracy, and Chimney and Hen alternately sharing the captaincy of the 118, Eddie has been filling paramedic shifts on a probationary basis until he can complete official training for the position, while Buck has been partnered with Ravi. It’s strange and hard and new, but still a better reality than the one they thought they were facing a few months ago.

“You wanna talk about it?” Eddie asks as he continues to rub the towel over Buck’s curly head. 

“Not really.” Buck says, “It’s the same old, same old, you know.”

“Yeah, I do,” Eddie whispers, and it’s easy to guess what’s plaguing Buck’s mind. It could be anything from a call gone wrong, a kid, a wrong-place-wrong-time, an inevitable, an I’m-sorry-there’s-nothing-more-we-can-do.  

Eddie drags the towel back over Buck’s head, revealing his downcast face and the resigned slump of his shoulders. 

“Hey, come here.” Eddie urges and reaches to maneuver him, but Buck comes easily, leaning his head against Eddie’s hip as he winds his arms around Eddie’s waist and holds tightly. One of Eddie’s hands finds its home at the nape of Buck’s neck in the soft dip at the top of his spine, while his other hand wraps around his shoulders and holds him firmly against him. 

They stay like that for a long moment, Buck’s finger flexing in the material of Eddie’s shirt, Eddie’s finger carding carefully through Buck’s hair, separating his curls into winding ringlets on the top of his head and then scraping his blunt nails down the back of his neck. 

Eventually, Buck doesn’t let go so much as his arms relax so much that they end up draped around the backs of Eddie’s knees, his nose still rubbing at the hem of Eddie’s t-shirt. Eddie grabs Buck’s hands as he crouches down and holds them in Buck’s lap as they lean their foreheads together.

“I’m making beef stew. Bobby texted it to me this morning.”

Buck breathes out slowly, and the air rushes over Eddie’s lips. “That sounds nice.”

“Yeah,” Eddie lets go of one hand and reaches up to cup Buck’s cheek, tilting his chin down so that Eddie can press one long kiss to his forehead. Buck hums in appreciation.

It’s new this thing between them, tentative and fragile but certain in a way very few things in either of their lives have been. They’re talking it slow, feeling out the corners and the edges of this newfound space and filling it slowly with hope and promise and so much love Eddie feels like he’s bursting with it. 

“I don’t think I can stand up yet.” Buck admits, “My legs still feel like jelly.”

Eddie chuckles and tugs lightly on the lobe of Buck’s ear. “That’s okay, you wait here and I’ll get you a sweatshirt.”

He brushes his hands over Buck’s broad shoulders as he stands. His skin is warm from the heat of the water, but the man shivers in his tank top. 

“Thanks,” Buck says, “Get the—.”

“The green one, I know,” Eddie promises.

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14.02.2018 | 4.08.2025

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Several Sentences Sunday!!

Tagged by the wonderful and talented @spotsandsocks who shared some demon!Eddie y'all should absolutely show some love!! 🩷🩷

After almost a month stuck, and with help from the marvelous Baz @mangonadaeddie (😘), I have finally made some real progress with the marriage of convenience fic! So have some of it while I keep on working:

He shakes his head and blinks hard. “That doesn't… He doesn't want me, or he would've said something by now. Right?” He looks between them, a little desperate, eyebrows raised expectantly. “You haven't said anything,” Karen points out. “I have a good reason not to,” Eddie declares, gesturing to himself. Hen shifts in her seat and rests a hand on his forearm, leveling him with a look. “Is it a good reason if you're denying yourself happiness?” Eddie sighs, his shoulders falling with his exhale. “Why do you have to make such a good point?” Karen grins and leans over to press a kiss to her wife's cheek. “She's an expert in good points.” Hen beams proudly. Eddie smiles softly, maybe wistfully, at them. His baby cow eyes tug at Karen's heart strings. “Honey, no one can tell you how you feel, or what to do about it,” she says gently. “But you know as well as anyone that some things are worth the risk.”

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if i were abby clark and my fiancé dumped me because he was gay and i closed myself off to love for years to focus on caring for my elderly mother and neglected my personal romantic and sexual needs until i met this 26 year old cougar hunter who actually makes me feel seen and sexy and wanted for the first time in ages but i ultimately left him (not without feeling some guilt) to focus on my own self-actualization and freedom and then one day six years later. i opened instagram to see he was now dating my ex-fiancé. i would have a fucking stroke

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Fic Nostalgia Game ✨

Rules: Share the fic you posted as close to exactly one year ago as possible. You can just post a link if you like, but feel free to talk about it too! How did you feel about this fic then, how do you feel now? Do you love it, hate it, has your writing changed at all? Anything you’d do differently in hindsight? Go nuts!

tagged by the insanely talented @circledwithaheart @spotsandsocks @thelikesofus 💕

the fic closed to today's date from last year is my beloved lawyers au, 10 August 2024

law and complete fucking disorder

buddie | 44.8k | E

Eddie Diaz is a federal prosecutor for the DA's office in LA, and he's damn good at it. He's calm, collected, and works best under pressure. That is, until he faces off against the new guy on the LA scene, defence attorney Evan Buckley. He's cocky, sneaky, and manages to get his way in the courtroom more often than not. The worst part? He knows it.

I love this fic, it started out as me just thinking it would be hot if they were rival lawyers and Buck got on his knees in Eddie's office and... well, yeah. and then it turned into this monstrosity!

it's rivals to lovers, hooking up in inappropriate places, hotel sex, and miscommunication causing them to be idiots.

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