bikingdon

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you feel like city life, home is wherever you are tonight

pairing: paul baker/anton evans (adults fx) | wc: 6.9k | rated: T

They’re sitting opposite each other on the couch, each of them on their phones. Anton’s foot is digging into his thigh, toes cold even through his socks. Paul Baker looks over at him and smiles a little to himself.

Still, there’s something thick that swims between them, something tangible and raw that Paul Baker wants to cut through but he can’t seem to find a goddamn knife.

It is, to put it simply, driving him fucking insane.

He just needs to kiss him. Paul Baker just needs to grab the incredibly sexy man he already knows wants to kiss him back and connect their mouths. Heatedly. Multiple times. Until their third kiss blends into their fourth and tenth and fiftieth. Until he loses count.

or, in the weeks following the kiss paul baker pines, races his best friend down the street, breaks up with his girlfriend, and finally gets the guy

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for abby and analet <33

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All I want is for when we win a match, to be able to kiss my fella the same way the guys get to kiss their girls.

Ted Lasso, S03E12

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local buddiekingdonmaxxer just finished her degree on a random Sunday afternoon

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langdonsmel -> bikingdon

happy pride month bffs!! <333333

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kiss me beneath the milky twilight pairing: stalvarez | wc: 3.2k | rated: T

"Why couldn’t he paralyze you while you were shifted?”

Alvarez’s smile is soft and private and a little exasperated, and he rolls his eyes fondly.

“You’d fight him off using me? Am I nothing but a weapon to you, Stilinski?”

“You and your fangs and your claws and your supernatural abilities? A little, yeah.”

“Ouch,” he says with no heat.

Stiles grins at him, readjusting his grip on Alvarez’s body. His hand dips a little lower, pinky brushing along warm skin where his jersey’s ridden up slightly. He swallows. Alvarez notices, because of course he does, and he smirks. Like an asshole.

“I can still hear your heart beating, you know.”

or; 911 hiatus has me goncharoving ryan guzman into teen wolf as a character named jonathan "jonny" alvarez, and, obviously, i'm shipping him with stiles.

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watching er OOOOOOOOH YOUNG NOAH WYLE I WANT YOU SO BAD

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open (healing) vs. defensive (biting) forearm stance THE PITT: a tale in 4 acts - DR. CASSIE MCKAY

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1.04 “10:00 A.M.

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THE PITT 1.02 Requested by anonymous

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wip wednesdayyyy

got tagged by @thatbuddie (on monday) @redrosydiaz (for tidbit tuesday) and @honestlydarkprincess and @langdonsmel for wip wednesday! yay!

from s9 roommates :)

Pepa keeps going through his photos, so Eddie goes back to fixing the leaky pipes. When he finishes, he finds her smiling wide at a picture on the screen. He tilts his head curiously, wiping his hands on his old, dirty jeans. 

“You know, I’m sorry for trying to set you up back then,” she says out of nowhere, handing him his phone back. 

Eddie frowns.

He glances at his phone screen, it’s a selfie Buck took of the two of them and Christopher from the night Eddie moved back in. They’re sitting on the couch, surrounded by boxes, and they’re—happy. Eyes squinted from the width of their smiles, Chris has tomato sauce on the corner of his mouth from the pizza, and Eddie’s looking at the side of Buck’s face, mid laugh. Eddie shakes his head. 

“What?” 

“Just that,” she says, smiling at him.

tagging @tanktopdiaz @saryasy @damnikindaship @oureddie :)

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bringing back wip wednesday because for once i have a wip and it is indeed a wednesday

Having her brother back in Texas was undeniably weird. It had been such a long time since Eddie had lived there, it felt strange for him to just be there all the time now. Eddie was nine years older than she was, and so she’d been ten, when he had enlisted, and joined the army, and that had been the last time they had lived together.

That was the downside, you see, of being the youngest child – she’d sort of grown up mostly without her older siblings in the house. Sophia had been there more, coming and going during her college breaks, but Eddie had never really come back. He’d joined the army, and even when he had come home, he’d lived with Shannon, and he’d worked three jobs after she was gone, so Adriana hadn’t exactly spent a lot of time with him.

But now he was here – back in El Paso, back in Texas. It was hard to wrap her head around, really. Eddie had seemed so happy in California, living in LA, but then the whole Christopher situation had happened, and he’d ended up back here all over again.

Adriana could see he was struggling. That was another downside of getting older – she’d hero-worshipped Eddie, most of her life, and she still did, if she was being honest, but the benefit of being twenty-six years old herself is that she could see how hard everything was for Eddie, now. Her adult eyes saw what he’d successfully hid from her when she was a child.

tagging @littlespoonevan @mellaithwen @thatbuddie @clusterbuck @doeeyeseddie @langdonsmel @thisissirius @hattalove and anyone else who’d like an excuse to share some fic they’re working on!

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WIP Wednesday!

tagged yesterday and today by @daffi-990, @bigfootsmom, @jesuisici33, @sleepywinchesters, @langdonsmel

hehehe the kingdon fixation continues<3

Langdon collapsed into the chair at one of the tables in the staff lounge, letting out a sigh. He twisted open the bottle of juice he’d grabbed from the vending machine on his way and took a much needed sip. He was exhausted. His feet ached, he had a blinding headache, and he still had another seven hours left in his shift. All he could think about was making it through the rest of the shift and heading back to his shitty apartment where he could pass out on his shitty bed before waking up to contemplate his shitty life.

Just as he was about to get too lost in his thoughts, Mel came racing in, taking a seat across from him. Langdon felt himself melt and he forgot about his aches and pains. Mel was here and that meant warmth ran through him. He gave her his full attention, folding his arms on the table and leaning forward.

Before he could say hi and ask her how she was, Mel was blurting out the words, “I think we should have sex.”

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ngl im pretty sure you are the reason ive gotten involved in the last few fandoms i have

911 --> Ted Lasso --> The Pitt

like i'll see a few gif sets on my dash and by the time im doing a deep dive on that fandom, your username has already changed 😅

so thanks for introducing me to fun shows!!

this is so sweet jksdkjsdkjsd i'm so glad i'm having some sort of impact on people's fandom experience <33333

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i need you to know the absolutely SCREAM i let out when i saw your new wip i need 100k on my desk by next week stat 🥺🥺🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰‼️‼️‼️‼️💕💕💕👸🏼👸🏼👸🏼👸🏼👸🏼

PAHAHHAHAHAHA well good news for you is that it's shaping up to be a long one!! bad news is that you won't be getting it next week </3 hopefully soon though!!

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wip wednesday

hello!! i was tagged by @capseycartwright and well. came up with a kind of crazy idea for a buddie kingdon crossover fic so. well. enjoy whatever this is

Frank nods, already forming an assessment plan in his head. “Did she ever lose consciousness?” Eddie shakes his head, his hand having migrated to the centre of Buck’s back. “Nah, she was fully alert. Her O2 sats were a little on the low side for a while, but came right back up with some oxygen on the way here.” He playfully shakes Buck by the back of his turnout jacket before tugging him off of the stool by it, ignoring his spluttering. “We’ll let you get on with it. Have Mel meet us in the waiting room when she’s done.” “Will do!” Frank nods as he watches Eddie haul Buck away, long legs struggling to keep up with the shorter man striding away with purpose. Frank chuckles to himself, shaking his head as he turns to the computer, pulling up a new chart. He’s begun filling in basic facts obtained from Eddie when he hears a soft voice behind him. “Oh! Hello!” “Hello Ms. King, I’m Doctor Langdon.” He begins, picking up his iPad once again and flicking through the chart on that instead as he pivots. “So I hear you’re in for some smoke inhalation?” He looks up and– okay. He thinks Buck might not be far off from saying he must be in a disney movie, because he’s definitely stood opposite a princess. Blonde hair pulled back into a messy braid, kind eyes and a warm smile, a grey tshirt emblazoned with the Pittsburgh FD crest, turnout pants being held up by suspenders. She’s smiling so softly at him, soot smeared across her cheeks which are round, eyes crinkling a little at the corner and Frank– Frank trips over the stool Buck was on no more than five seconds ago.

idk who's done this yet lemme tag @thatbuddie @xjeanmoreaux @usercowboy @honestlydarkprincess and anyone else who has anything they wanna post <3333

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about to drop a wip wednesday for a fic which is literally going to appeal to about 5 people. me included.