#I really hope you like it

[enemyanemonee]

Stick Around and Find Out

9-1-1 | Buck/Eddie | Mature | 2K

I haven't posted anything in ages, pls be gentle y'all ❤ Established Relationship, Kink Negotiation, Soft Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, They're In Love Your Honor

Eddie's lips trailed down Buck's chest. “C'mon, what is something you’ve always wanted to try? I know you’ve done a lot of stuff, but tell me one of your fantasies. Something you wanna do with me.”

“You know most of the sex I’ve had was pretty standard, right?”

“Yeah. Just very public.” Eddie teased.

Buck's lips curled into a playful smirk. “Oh, shut up.“

As Eddie continued his descent, undoing Buck's pants, he prodded gently, “C'mon, you’re usually pretty shameless when it comes to sex.”

Buck bit his lip, his gaze fixed on Eddie. He seemed torn, his body language betraying a mix of nerves and desire. Eddie raised an eyebrow, half expectant, half surprised. Buck clearly had something on his mind, and he was being uncharacteristically hesitant about it. "Really?"

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[earththings]

𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓫𝓸𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓟𝓸𝓹𝓹𝔂 ☘️🐇

𝓡𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂: @twilitpoppy

[honeys-marmalade]

𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓫𝓸𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓐𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 🪻🌿

𝓡𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂: @goblinofthewoods

[weirdlybeans]

Happy Holidays!

This is my gift for @roguefoxpaws for @cmgiftexchange. Hope you like it!

[inklessletter]

I dreamed of your voice last night, and it sounded as lonely as I am. Are you trapped in there? Are you... are you real?

Thank you for trusting the process again <3

[hdiabolical]

I don't know your rules so I hope this is ok.

Homelander being bored one day and finding boxes full of your old things that your parents kept and he can't pass up on an opportunity to learn more snoop about you. He finds old teddy bears/ drawings/ pictures. Ya know, the typical nick knacks that a proud parent thinks they might be useful someday. It mads him a bit sad that he missed out on so many 'just being a kid' moments but he is enjoying the glimpses that he finds when he sees you in your little league uniform or you soaking wet with a big grin on your face at some waterpark.

You eventually find him all surrounded by memories and see the glassy look in his eyes, you just can't help but crawl in his lap and comfort him. You talk about some of the stuff you guys find, laughing at some. You tell him you promise to make as many happy memories for Ryan and by extension him in the future.

Again, sorry if this is not what you were looking for. Please ignore this or DM me if you want something specific. My brain worms are always a wigglin'.

You finally agreed to move in with Homelander a few months ago. More of a formality, since you already lived in his penthouse most of the time. Yet your parents were so delighted—it was funny, actually, how enchanted they were with him. Their baby girl with America's hero! And he was a charmer too!

Though you lacked for nothing in his house, your parents kept sending housewarming gifts; just trinkets, silly things. Two pairs of white slippers with red stars in them—that one had warranted a full-blown laugh from both of you.

A blue blanket your father had knitted—that one left Homelander at a loss of words. He stared at it for a moment, then silently put it in the bed.

And the boxes! Four boxes filled with knick-knacks; mementos from your childhood and teenage years you were unsure if it'd make Homelander uncomfortable, so… It's not like you hid them (as if you could hide anything from him, anyway), more put them in the very back of your closet and chose not to speak much of it, only mentioned in passing.

“My parents sent even more stuff! Can you believe it?”

The next day, as you left for work, Homelander decided to snoop. It wasn't even snooping, really. You lived with him, you shared it all. And, c’mon, you were an open book. He could read you in a second, knew each flicker of your eyes, every change of breath, the way you scrunched up your nose unconsciously.

He opened every box, sitting on the floor, surrounded by glimpses of your childhood. A picture of you, in your little league uniform, all smiley and proud. A kind of an ugly drawing of what he supposed was meant to be you and your parents. An enormous, threadbare shark plushie you once said was your favorite thing when you were seven.

It was all so mundane—yet his eyes prickled. This was something he'd never be able to share with you.

So lost in his thoughts, he almost didn't notice you'd already come back, and was walking toward the bedroom.

“Hey, you,” you whispered softly. Your chest contracted painfully when you noticed his glassy eyes. It was an effort not to cry too.

“Hey, babe.” He laughed, but it felt hollow. “Juuuust checking some things you tried hiding from me, missy.” He wiggled his finger in your direction in faux annoyance, but you saw it for what it was.

“Baby…” You crawled towards him, sitting in his lap, touching his cheek. “I didn't want to hide it, I just didn't want to upset you.”

“Why would I be upset?” He snorted, now holding a picture of you when you were thirteen.

You groaned.

“Please laser this right now.”

“Why? You look so… cute.” You tried to snatch it from him, but he wouldn't let it. “Awnnn, look at those buck teeth. You look like a rabbit.” He snickered.

“You mean, mean man!” But you giggled too.

As you found more pictures and drawings, and even one Homelander plushie—that he'd never let you live it down—the mood slowly lightened, and you both laughed as you told him all your embarrassing childhood stories. You knew your parents would tell him all anyway.

After a while, you were just laying down in each other's arms, sharing languid kisses in peaceful quietness.

“You know,” you murmured, fingers caressing his hair. “One day, you'll have all of this too. With me, with Ryan, with our future babies. We'll be the happiest family in the entire world.”

He then held your face so tenderly, eyes glassy again—but those were happy tears, a gentle smile on his face.

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you more.”

[royalpumpkinplanet]

𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓫𝓸𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓢𝓾𝓶𝓪𝓲𝔂𝓪 🥯🐻

𝓡𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷𝔂𝓶𝓸𝓾𝓼

[dabunnyvm]

marker practice

[fabbyf1]

Long Live (The Walls We Crashed Through)

“What are you doing?” Charles asked, his voice cracking. 

Max blinked at him once before he smirked and said, “Well... I was going to kiss you.” 

“Why?” 

“Because I want to.”

"Why?” Charles repeated, feeling like his legs were going to give out. 

“Is that not a good enough reason?” Max asked.  OR: The childhood best friends to lovers fairy-tale-soulmates fic that nobody asked for. Charles has been in love with Max since he was seven years old.

Charles Leclerc/Max Verstappen | 76k | Read on AO3

[ghostslazy]

A candlenights gift for @sisiren from discord, I had so much fun designing these too and it was sooooooo hard not to share this before it was time

[fanblot]

@emry-stars-art posts their beautiful sketchbook pages and reminded me how much I miss making my own so here’s my own contribution to their royal au.

[l0ganberry]

YIPPEE!!! OH MY GOSH, I'M SO PROUD OF MYSELF!!! HE'S SO CUTE!!!

[earththings]

𝓒𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓫𝓸𝓪𝓻𝓭 ☘️🐈

𝓡𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂: @twilitpoppy

[honeys-marmalade]

𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓫𝓸𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮 🤍⚜️

𝓡𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂: @quaintrelledreamss

[fantasyinallforms]

If anyone needs me today I will be taking my own psychic damage from putting my little guys in devastating situations that I 100% could have prevented but didn't for the sake of good storytelling.

[album-aurum]

that’s my masterpiece for this month! it took longer than i expected ( i chilled most time lol)

Isn’t that the real thing that happened between them????

+ keyshorts that i like the most! hope you’ll enjoy it, it costs me whole sleepless night ahahahah