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thought a lot about elementary school teacher Buck bc of @bucksbeagle I think he's ms frizzling it up with thematic sweaters and cardigans. I think he scours second hand shops for them but also learns to crochet or knit and makes some of his own to keep his hands busy. either he meets Eddie bc there's a fire at the school or on parent career day or on a fire safety visiting presentation but there are... sparks... or he gets the Ana Flores former teacher to date experience.

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may I humbly offer this sappy scene that has lived in my head for months. roommates era, buck's about to sign a lease, and eddie will not let that happen

it's about the Yearning you see

(also, tap for better quality!)

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obviously very heartbreaking that bobby died (for now. alobby forever ✊) however. still very funny that they replaced his fujo duties so quickly. his body wasn’t even cold before pepa took over.

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extrapolating from my joke tags on this post… thinking about eddie diaz who, once’s he’s realized he’s in love with buck, is immediately so sure of their relationship he starts saying the most out of pocket shit before they’re actually together. they have a sex injury call at work, and he says under his breath to buck, “we are not trying that one.” buck chuckles nervously, thinking obviously eddie just misspoke. surely he doesn’t mean the two of them having sex together, he just means — actually he needs to stop thinking about eddie and sex altogether. the next shift ravi is talking about someone new he’s just started dating, and asks eddie if he’s back on the dating scene now that he’s back in la for good. eddie shakes his head and says, “nah, don’t think someone here would like that very much” and winks at buck. who splutters with a red face like “why—why would i care, you should do whatever—date whoever you want, eddie, i don’t. i don’t care.” and eddie just smiles and says, “oh i will, don’t worry.”

then next shift they’re talking about weddings for some reason. and someone asks eddie where his dream honeymoon would be, since he and shannon never really got to have one. and without missing a beat eddie says, “we haven’t really talked about it yet, but i know buck’s always wanted to go to new zealand.” and buck trips so bad over a hose he has to go to the hospital

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monday wip

tagged by @muddiedfoxglove @lacerta26 and @semperama in the last few days for various wip games, thank you 💋 i didn’t think i had anything to share and then remembered this prompt fill that i'm still picking away at, hopefully i can get it finished soon!

It’s Buck’s fault. Last night he’d finally lost it, and in a way that would make things irreparably weird between them. Chris was out (thank god for his neverending social calendar) and it was just the two of them in the house, sharing a simple meal of chicken and potatoes. Eddie had been talking about taking Chris shopping on their the next day off — he’d had yet another growth spurt in the last month. There was a smudge of sauce on his chin that Buck was staring at, hands clenched into fists to keep himself from wiping it away with his thumb. And for some reason, that little bit of sauce is what sent him over the edge. “—do department stores even exist anymore? Or do you think we should take him to—” “I’m in love with you,” Buck said, nails digging so hard into his palms he was surely bleeding. Eddie had frozen mid bite, and Buck watched in a kind of trance as he lowered his fork, eyes like fucking Bambi as he stared at Buck. Time stretched in an agonizing way — he thinks he lived several lifetimes in the seconds where they just blinked at each other. Eddie was the one to eventually break it, with a soft exhalation of his name. “Buck.” And he bolted.

tagging @bucksbeagle @butchdiaz @pairofraggedclaws @spaceshipkat @thirdwheelravi + anyone that wants to!

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wip monday

@livesbetweenpages thanks for tagging me!! and am i working on the fic i'm trying to finish? no, of course not. here is an entirely different fic.

"Seriously. Two days without getting off and you were working out an extra hour a day, and now it’s been, what. A week without jerking off? Two?" Eddie shrugs, straightening the remotes on the coffee table. "Eddie," Buck says. He doesn’t laugh at Eddie’s caginess, even though he wants to, because if he laughs then Eddie’s gonna clam right up. "How long?" Clearing his throat, Eddie shrugs again. "A while." "Come on. I’m not gonna judge you." "You’re already judging me," Eddie says dryly. "Then I’ll just have to guess," Buck says. "Three weeks?" Nothing. "A month?" Nothing, not even a twitch. "Since Chris left?" He gets Eddie’s eyes for a moment. Just a glance. "Eddie," Buck breathes. "That’s – that’s almost two months. How long are you gonna wait?" "Until I – " Eddie gets a tight, caught look on his face, his mouth belligerent. "Until you deserve it?" Buck doesn’t wait for an answer. "You’re never gonna think you deserve it." "Maybe I never will." There’s something like pride in Eddie’s voice. It was a little bit funny at first, Eddie refusing to jerk off, but Buck's not finding it funny at all now. "That’s not – no. Eddie, this is fucked up. You deserve it. I’m telling you, you deserve it." "No." Flat denial. "That’s - that's not up to you," Buck says, actually getting kind of pissed now, because Eddie said he got to decide. He gave Buck that power. "Are you gonna listen to me or not?" Eddie blinks at him. Gives him half of a fuck-you look, then smooths it down. "Sure. Yeah. I’ll get right on that. Tonight or something." "I can actually tell when you're lying," Buck says sharply. His blood is simmering, imagining Eddie lonely and sad and hating himself the way he has been, and then on top of that depriving himself of even his own touch. It’s not acceptable. "Do it now. So I can see." Eddie’s flat-wall expression breaks into incredulity. "Do it. In front of you?"

tagging tagging tagging @happydiaz @runawaymarbles @glorious-spoon @teddy-after-all @mangonadaeddie @martyreddie or if you just want to consider yourself tagged!!

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buck and eddie are babysitting jee and baby robby and it’s going well until jee suddenly becomes Very Upset and won’t say why. so eddie picks her up and sits down with her on the couch next to where buck is holding the baby, and they finally coax it out of her. she’s upset because she won’t get to go to uncle buck and uncle eddie’s wedding, because they’re already married

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buck: i like what chim decided to do with the baby and also the firehouse. maybe i should honor bobby by changing my name to robert w. nash too

eddie: i absolutely refuse to call you bobby during sex

buck: what

eddie: what

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They are only friends, I swear… 🫣

Ps: For those who follow me here, you might remember the sketch from a few months ago... I loved it so much I just had to clean it up!

Pps: And like I said last time, if anyone asks… this is exactly how season 8 ended.

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genuinely such a funny plot point that eddie grew a depression stache and all it did was make him hotter. crashing out because his son left and the one outward marker he allows himself ascends him to a dilf plane hitherto unseen. guy of all time

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based on this gif

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quick dirty sketch of eddie in lingerie inspired by this fic by @saryasy. drew this ages ago but never posted because I was scared of tumblr content labelling my ass (if it does I'm prob just gonna delete this lol)

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“Eddie, look!” Buck hisses in a poor attempt of a whisper (why is he whispering? Eddie doesn’t know. There’s people everywhere). “The one is cleaning the other!”

Looking in the direction Buck is pointing, Eddie sees one tiny black monkey laying on its back, belly up, the other monkey is picking through his companions fur in that weird monkey way.

It is kind of adorable. Mostly because they’re the small monkeys that Eddie actually enjoys admiring from afar.

“Isn’t that sweet?” Buck coos, pressing in close to Eddie. It’s so hot and humid in this small rainforest area that Eddie can feel beads of sweat dripping down his face and back, and having Buck as close as he is (along with all the other people also in this area) isn’t helping. But Eddie just curls an arm around Buck to pull him even closer, telling himself it’s to keep Buck out of the way. Eddie smiles to himself when his best friend just goes where guided, content with Eddie holding him.

“If we were monkeys,” Buck says, turning his head to speak over his shoulder without looking away from the pair of animals, “I’d clean you.”

“…thank you?” Eddie isn’t sure how to respond.

Buck laughs, back vibrating against Eddie’s chest, slipping his fingers into Eddie’s and then the both of them are stepping through the doors into a much cooler space. It’s also much darker because of whatever exhibit is here but Eddie can see Buck’s eyes, bright and alive, staring at him.

“It’s a way of showing love and care.” Buck explains, voice more of an actual whisper this time. Again, he doesn’t have to, but Eddie thinks this is more purposeful. “I’d take care of you. Pick off the tiny little bugs—“

Eddie wrinkles his nose, “That’s disgusting.”

“And eat them for you.”

“That’s even more disgusting.” Eddie comments and Buck laughs, swaying somehow even closer. “But thank you. I appreciate the sentiment.”

“You wouldn’t do the same?”

“Bugs, Buck.”

“We’d be monkeys. We’d like it.”

“You’re so fucking weird.”

“Yup.” Buck grins, “Wanna go see more fish?”

Eddie nods, “And jellyfish.”

“Absolutely.”

It’s then that Eddie realizes he and Buck are still holding hands. And that neither are letting go.

He doesn’t plan on saying anything.

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you want her, but she's so mean (you'll never let her go, why don't you let her go?)

ty to @absolutelybifurious for the inspired song choice

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Anirudh and Tracie at Tracie’s Birthday party ✨

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@buddienetwork​ event: Straightmundo Diaz

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well and actually. um nobody else even said “in love with Eddie.” nobody even said Eddie. or in love. or have feelings for. or hopelessly pining. only Buck said all of that.