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911 hiatus rewatch ↝ 2.10 Merry Ex-Mas

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I'm curious. Reblog this if you know how to cook

I don’t even care if it’s macaroni, ramen or those little bowls you stick in the microwave. Please, I need reassurance that most of the population on tumblr WOULDN’T STARVE TO DEATH if their parents couldn’t fix them food or they couldn’t go out to eat. 

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What the actual fuck?

Why did I not know this? Why did my sister have to point this out for me?

Anyone who isn't aware: Pinterest has a checkbox for letting your data train AI.

Guess what, it's automatically checked in...

It's under privacy and data.

I hate it here. Get your filthy AI hands off my chaotic collection of pins!

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If you:

have been confused about why other people find dating so easy

don't like being set up/dating people you don't know beforehand

are tired of the bad love advice people keep giving you even though they know that fact

know at some level the way you experience attraction isn't what and/or how you're 'expected' to experience it

attempted to force yourself to develop feelings you couldn't feel and it felt like there wasn't really a bond there

are a walking friends to lovers trope

feel strong bonds and love for the people who care about the people you care most about (especially, say, any children you may have)

maybe are surprised when kids reach the age they want to start dating and kissing sooner than you realize because that wasn't your experience

have described past relationships as something that just "happened" or as "magic" because you didn't have to follow societal norms for you to get together

and are probably in love with your best friend of seven years who said that

you might be demi

or you're Eddie Diaz. Who is incredibly demi

(Demi Eddie Diaz Pride Month Posts Day Twenty-Two)

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I really do think a lot about how Bobby affirmed Eddie made a good parenting choice when Eddie brought Chris to the firehouse in Stuck. Eddie has had to deal with his own parents being like, “you are not good for him, you don’t know him, don't drag him down” and then Bobby hears Eddie say, “I didn’t know where to take him” and he IMMEDIATELY says, “yeah, you did, right here." and it's a small moment that gets overlooked. But like...Eddie is probably expecting another person to tell him all the ways he's bad bad not good enough bad for Chris. And Bobby is like, "nah, you knew. you're his dad and you knew to take him here." That must have been SO relieving to Eddie.

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Maybe the delulu is deluluing extra hard today but I still firmly believe that we can have Bobby back alive.

If Sir Arthur Conan Doyle could have been bullied into bringing a character he despised back to life

Then we can bully Tim Minear into bringing our dad back. Much like we probably did bully him into adding Eddie's phone call about Bobby.

We can absolutely Reichenbach Falls this!

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@911prideweek • Day 6: DATE NIGHT!

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praying for s9 to double down on the eddieshannon parallels and have buck tell eddie that he's finally found a place and is moving out, and for eddie to spend the episode wondering just why he feels like his chest is caving in until everything clicks into place when buck gets hit by a car right on front of his eyes

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I'm sorry, you don't get to claim to understand Buck if you're still calling him Evan because of a relationship.

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I guess I can only hope to find something that good.

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Do you think Eddie was so focused on being worried about Buck even though he was the one who got shot because he really thought he was dying?

He thought he was dying and he had to make sure that Buck was alive and well. Because the will has been changed months ago. He knew what would happen if that was it for him. If he died, Chris would still have Buck so it would be alright.

And that's why he seemed so indifferent about it afterwards? Why he shrugged it off?

Because he would obviously fight his damn hardest to come back to his son (and Buck too). He did in the end. But after he learned Buck was alive, he didn't have to worry about Christopher being okay?

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I meant to make this meme ages ago when pride month was still on but yeah gé (pronounced gay) is the Irish for a goose.

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i think theres two types of sex in fic, both of which can be good and serve different purposes: fics where the aim is to fufil the authors/readers' specific kinks and fantasies as much as possible, and fics where the aim is to try to be as realistic and in-character as possible, including the sex scenes. so im talking specifically about that second type of fic when i say that, as someone who has now read an academically significant quantity of buddie fic, i think it's really fucking hard to thread the needle of doing a d/s buddie dynamic where both of them actually stay recognizable as their character and neither of them just become like Generic Hornyfantasy Sub and Generic Hornyfantasy Dom.

what are MY headcanons for their sex life thank you so much for asking. i don't think either of them fufil some rigid role all of the time and i don't think either of them become wildly different people during sex. i do think buck is fairly kinky and gets off on being a little bratty and getting pushed around a little and being called a good boy and loves being made to use his willpower to hold off. and i think eddie's very happy to give buck all of that. but i think eddie himself is not particularly kinky, and when it's up to him they probably have like fun athletic sweaty playful but overall comparatively vanilla sex. and i think sometimes - like in their relationship - eddie is also able to let buck take care of him, and buck probably loves getting to just worship him and be of service, not in a particularly kinky way but in a buck kisses him all over his body and gets him totally relaxed and makes him come three times while not even noticing he hasn't come once yet because he's so zoned in on making eddie feel good and loved and taken care of kind of way. and eddie probably also likes sometimes being a little bratty and pouty and playful and feels safe and comfortable enough with buck to do it. (also obviously both of them love slow meaningful staring into each other's eyes Lovemaking.) like they are two best friends who match each other so well in all ways, i think the realistically non-fantasy version of their sex life is fun and playful and balanced

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“What the fuck are you wearing?”

Eddie glances down at himself. He’s wearing a pair of his old sweats, the ones with a not-very-small hole in the left knee and a stain with unknown origins somewhere on the right shin. He’s got a pair of fuzzy socks that he’s pretty sure belong to Buck tucked under a pair of his slides that may or may not be glued back together. His shirt is an old army shirt. There’s a hole in the armpit and most of the word ARMY has been rubbed off. His hair is a mess because he hadn’t done anything after he showered earlier. And the scruff he’s got on his jaw is pushing the limits for regulation but he’s got a few more days before he needs to shave it off.

“Clothes?” Eddie says in reply to Buck’s question, the other man staring at him in horror from the couch. “Come on. Get your shoes on.”

Buck’s eyes go even wider, “You want me to go out in public with you?!”

Eddie rolls his eyes as he heads for the door, his slides slapping loudly against the floor. “Get over yourself, Buckley. I’ll leave you behind.”

“You didn’t even say where we were going!” Buck replies, and Eddie can hear him and his long ass legs climbing off of the couch to follow after Eddie. “I know we aren’t going out to the bar or anything. Because one, it’s after nine and you’re normally in bed by now—“

“Fuck you.” Eddie holds the door open as Buck hops out of it, still trying to shove his foot into one of his shoes.

“And two, I will tackle you to the ground right here and now if you are making me go to a bar with no prep time. Also because I, for the good of everyone, cannot let too many people see you like this.”

“Get in the truck, ass.” Eddie huffs, climbing into the passenger seat.

Buck sends him a bewildered look, gestures wildly between the passenger and drivers seat. Eddie stares calmly at him through the window, waiting until Buck predictably slumps his shoulders and climbs into the drivers seat.

“I need to know where we’re going if I’m driving.” Buck grumbles as he snatches the keys from Eddie’s hand.

“Store.”

“Store.” Buck echoes, turning the key and bringing the truck to life. “What store, Eddie? Target? Whole Foods? Erewhon? The weird ass corner shop run by the old Chinese lady who definitely has cursed me?”

“You knocked over her cat figurine.”

“That doesn’t mean she curses me!”

“Also, you’re banned from Erewhon.”

“You can’t ban me from a store, Eddie.”

“You aren’t allowed to spend a hundred dollars on candy, Buck.”

“I…” Buck pouts as they leave the neighbourhood. “What store?”

Eddie shrugs, settling into the seat, “Any. I just want snacks.”

“Snacks?!” Buck’s voice reaches an impressive level. “You dragged me off of the couch, forced me to drive, tortured me by going out like that, all for snacks?!” He flips the turn signal on with far too much dramatics. “We have snacks at the house, Edmundo.”

“We do not have the snacks I desire, Evan.”

“You’re going to be the death of me.” Buck sighs as Eddie reaches over to find a radio station.

Half an hour later, Eddie deposits the bag of snacks they picked up — he admits he may have gone a little overboard but he was indecisive and Buck just shrugged and grabbed both options every time Eddie was torn — and then grabs hold of the front of Buck’s hoodie, pulling him close enough to kiss him.

“Thank you for getting off the couch, driving me, and being willing to be seen with me in this stunning outfit.”

“Stunning isn’t the word I’d use.” Buck grumbles, leaning in for another kiss. “But the things you do for love…”

“And you love me so much.” Eddie grins, dodging the next kiss so he can dig out one of his tiny chocolate cakes.

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@elodieunderglass Massive continuity of...goslings?

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its pride month pls let something gay happen to me