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hi (said with all the love and affection in the world bursting out of me) please remember to take care of yourself first but also the "stay on your side or so help me god I will set this bed on fire" prompt is calling my name and also yours

mwah <333

tried and true blue

buck/eddie | 4k | rated t

It’s not even three minutes after he switches off the light that the door bangs open. Bangs open, not even an attempt at quietness. “Eddie,” Buck stage-whispers, “you’re not asleep yet, right?” “No,” Eddie grumbles, flicking on the light when Buck bumps heavily into something and swears. “But I could’ve been.” “Eddie, Eddie,” Buck sings breathily, shucking his trousers and clambering onto the bed in just his boxers and a button-down shirt. “Why is there only one bed?” “Um,” Eddie draws the comforter up to his chin, as if he can shield himself from the half-naked—oh, three-quarters naked, he’s pulling off his shirt now—Buck with just a duvet.

or, sharing a bed with your best friend is fine, usually, except for when your best friend is the particular combination of tipsy and stoned at his sister’s wedding that transforms him into 200 pounds of cuddlebug

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[shitouttabuck]

hi (said with all the love and affection in the world bursting out of me) please remember to take care of yourself first but also the "stay on your side or so help me god I will set this bed on fire" prompt is calling my name and also yours

mwah <333

tried and true blue

buck/eddie | 4k | rated t

It’s not even three minutes after he switches off the light that the door bangs open. Bangs open, not even an attempt at quietness. “Eddie,” Buck stage-whispers, “you’re not asleep yet, right?” “No,” Eddie grumbles, flicking on the light when Buck bumps heavily into something and swears. “But I could’ve been.” “Eddie, Eddie,” Buck sings breathily, shucking his trousers and clambering onto the bed in just his boxers and a button-down shirt. “Why is there only one bed?” “Um,” Eddie draws the comforter up to his chin, as if he can shield himself from the half-naked—oh, three-quarters naked, he’s pulling off his shirt now—Buck with just a duvet.

or, sharing a bed with your best friend is fine, usually, except for when your best friend is the particular combination of tipsy and stoned at his sister’s wedding that transforms him into 200 pounds of cuddlebug

read on ao3

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literally everything is unisex if u stop giving a fuck

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(X)

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ooooh they're insane for this

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eddie smiling at buck as he djs and one of the drag queens leans over and goes “you two are cute together” and it’s loud right so surely eddie didn’t hear that correctly so he goes “what?” and she goes “you and your boyfriend. fiancé? you guys are cute together” and eddie’s blush deepens and he’s too wasted to remember his smile’s supposed to falter and buck’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever ever ever seen and he’s not his but eddie can pretend he’s also not anyone else’s for just one night so he smiles and goes “oh, we’re not together” because eddie’s not a liar and the drag queen raises one perfectly arched, disbelieving eyebrow and hands him another shot

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911 7x06 promo (4/27/24)

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funniest character dynamic in the world to me is when you have one guy knows hes gay but doesnt realise hes in love with his best friend and another guy who knows hes in love with his best friend but does not know hes gay

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and when we get an eddie diaz sexuality storyline that ends in a eddie begins (again) episode when he comes out. what then

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HEN & KAREN WILSON ♡ 5.18 'Starting Over'

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I know some rad fuckers.

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buck/eddie + romcom titles

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episode of all time already

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my dad went away on work and brought this back for me and it truly is the mortifying and rewarding ordeal of being known

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the way i screamed.

MEDDLERS AND MISCHIEF WREAKERS REPORTING FOR DUTY

[shitouttabuck]

hi (said with all the love and affection in the world bursting out of me) please remember to take care of yourself first but also the "stay on your side or so help me god I will set this bed on fire" prompt is calling my name and also yours

mwah <333

tried and true blue

buck/eddie | 4k | rated t

It’s not even three minutes after he switches off the light that the door bangs open. Bangs open, not even an attempt at quietness. “Eddie,” Buck stage-whispers, “you’re not asleep yet, right?” “No,” Eddie grumbles, flicking on the light when Buck bumps heavily into something and swears. “But I could’ve been.” “Eddie, Eddie,” Buck sings breathily, shucking his trousers and clambering onto the bed in just his boxers and a button-down shirt. “Why is there only one bed?” “Um,” Eddie draws the comforter up to his chin, as if he can shield himself from the half-naked—oh, three-quarters naked, he’s pulling off his shirt now—Buck with just a duvet.

or, sharing a bed with your best friend is fine, usually, except for when your best friend is the particular combination of tipsy and stoned at his sister’s wedding that transforms him into 200 pounds of cuddlebug

read on ao3

[shitouttabuck]

hi (said with all the love and affection in the world bursting out of me) please remember to take care of yourself first but also the "stay on your side or so help me god I will set this bed on fire" prompt is calling my name and also yours

mwah <333

tried and true blue

buck/eddie | 4k | rated t

It’s not even three minutes after he switches off the light that the door bangs open. Bangs open, not even an attempt at quietness. “Eddie,” Buck stage-whispers, “you’re not asleep yet, right?” “No,” Eddie grumbles, flicking on the light when Buck bumps heavily into something and swears. “But I could’ve been.” “Eddie, Eddie,” Buck sings breathily, shucking his trousers and clambering onto the bed in just his boxers and a button-down shirt. “Why is there only one bed?” “Um,” Eddie draws the comforter up to his chin, as if he can shield himself from the half-naked—oh, three-quarters naked, he’s pulling off his shirt now—Buck with just a duvet.

or, sharing a bed with your best friend is fine, usually, except for when your best friend is the particular combination of tipsy and stoned at his sister’s wedding that transforms him into 200 pounds of cuddlebug

read on ao3