#i love the first half

[chronicowboy]

i (for)get you | 6.7k

It begins as any tragedy does—with Chimney's wolf whistle.

The sound of it is shrill and sharp as it cuts through the fatigued silence of the locker room, drowning out the rustle of fabric as they all change out of their uniforms. Buck winces at the noise, the headache that had been building behind his eyes since hour seventeen of their non-stop twenty-four shift—which had turned into twenty-six with a pretty intense pile-up pulling them into overtime—throbbing in his temples.

"Eddie Diaz, you dog," Chimney drawls, crossing the few lockers to clap Eddie's bare shoulder.

"Fuck." Eddie sighs and drops his head.

"What's happening?" Hen mumbles, startled half-awake from where she'd been half-asleep on the bench trying to tie her shoes.

"Diaz has been holding out on us." Chimney turns to her with a shit-eating grin, and Buck's too exhausted to even begin to understand what's happening—it definitely doesn't have anything to do with the fact that Eddie's shirtless back is in front of him, muscles flexing as he quickly and carelessly pulls a t-shirt on. Eddie spins around once it's on, shooting a panicked look at Buck, but his brain is moving too slow to figure out what Eddie needs saving from. "He has a hickey," Chimney announces to the locker room.

Buck's stomach rolls with nausea—because of the headache, not the green-eyed monster tap dancing in his skull.

"What?" Hen blurts out, suddenly wide awake. "A hickey?"

"No," Eddie says firmly, not looking at Buck at all now. "A rash."

"On your pec?" Chimney asks deadpan. "In the shape of a mouth?"

"On your pec?" Hen cackles. "Oh, my God. Didn't think you had it in you, Diaz!"

"So..." Chim raises an eyebrow as he leans against the lockers. "Who's the lucky lady that mauled you like a bear?"

"And why haven't we heard about her sooner?" Hen tacks on seriously, eyebrows furrowed in her maternal expression of disappointment that no one ever wants to be on the wrong end of. Buck might have pitied his best friend if he wasn't too busy trying not to throw up at the mental image of Eddie being bitten by some beautiful, perfect woman Buck could never hope to live up to—it's easier to focus on than the sensation of the jagged shards of his broken heart falling into his stomach.

"Guys, it's not a big deal," Eddie tries to deflect.

"Eddie," Hen says softly. "We know how you approach relationships. If she's giving you hickeys, it's serious."

"That's not—"

"We're happy for you, bud." Chimney slaps his back again. "And we get it if you aren't ready to tell us yet, but you know we'd only ever be happy for you. Right, Buck?" He flinches at his name, Chimney's voice just loud enough to agitate the ache at the base of his skull. But then Eddie is looking at him with something amused sparkling in his eyes, and the combination of exhaustion and pain only makes him frown back.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he asks quietly. Eddie's expression falters for a moment before smoothing back into that subtly amused look that makes Buck want to scratch his skin off. "Eddie, you're not a casual sex guy. You must have been dating her for a couple of months at least, if you're at this stage. Why wouldn't you tell me that?" The hurt creeps further into Buck's voice with every word, a profound and despairing hopelessness flooding like lead through his veins. 

Eddie tilts his head then, any trace of humour wiped from his face as it sharpens with a piercing worry that only makes Buck's head hurt worse. He steps into Buck's space without a moment of hesitation, digging his penlight out of the workpants he's yet to change out of, and grabs Buck's chin so gently Buck's breath hitches with it. Eddie shines the light into his eyes, and Buck flinches away from the new wave of pain that lances through his temples.

"Shit," Eddie curses under his breath. "Buck," he murmurs so damn softly, "what day is it?"

(OR: buck hits his head, forgets the past month and suddenly eddie has a secret girlfriend... right?)

@danielsousa @binickmiller @diazass @shitouttabuck @butchdiaz @buddstiel @organizedstardust @theoneandonlypigeon @anatargmova @alyxmastershipper @buckley-diaz-rules @blazeturbo102 @panbuckley @slowlyfoggydestiny @thatnamewill-probably-change @compactdiscmp3 @batgrldes @scattered-winter @prince-buck-diaz @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy

[kennythetrampvamp]

[beaulesbian]

Glass Onion spoilers ahead! - long post

These parallels in the movie are so *chef's kiss* ✨️

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what a combo these two make! ♥

[plistommy]

Steve’s known to be very good at charming girls.

He’s used to making them blush and giggle at his sweet words. Used to them giving him the bedroom eyes as their delicate hands slowly moved up his arm, squeezing the muscle there while begging for him to take them to his room and fuck them.

He never left them unsatisfied.

So, it wasn’t any different when he used the same technique on Eddie.

They had been sitting on his couch, a movie playing in the background when Steve had finally made the first move after months of them tiptoeing around each other and their feelings.

He’d made the older boy laugh at his dumb jokes before he had scooted closer, slowly moving his arm to rest on the back of the couch, very close to the Eddie’s shoulder and then… he had leaned in.

And Eddie had responded so well.

He kissed Steve back with the same type of desperation, arms finding their way around Steve’s waist and Steve felt like he was buzzing with excitement as he deepened the kiss, softly caressing the back of Eddie’s neck.

”Let’s go upstairs,” He had said, voice deep and low and it had made Eddie moan.

When they got to his room, Steve was all but ready to push Eddie to his bed and make him stay there looking all pretty while Steve did all the work.

But instead, he felt Eddie pushing him towards the bed and soon he was the one laying there, big brown eyes looking up as Eddie came to lay between his spread legs with a wide grin. He grinded down on him, making their clothed dicks brush against each other and Steve let out a soft moan out of surprise.

It was a total switch up from the nervous Eddie from earlier and it had made Steve feel many, many things as older boy started to kiss his neck.

Steve had to bite back a moan when he had licked his pulse, but Eddie wasn’t having any of that, apparently.

”C’mon, let me hear the real you, sweetheart.”

Steve hadn’t known what he had meant by that. Wasn’t this the real him?

When he has had sex before, he’d always focus on his partner and their pleasure over his as he’d try to make them as loud as possible when they cum. That’s what he does and what he loves.

But once Eddie was cock deep inside Steve’s tight heat, holding onto him and praising him of being such a good boy and the most gorgeous creature he’s ever laid his eyes on, Steve couldn’t help the way he whined.

Couldn’t help how he moaned with every thrust his lover was giving him. How he begged for more as he held onto Eddie’s shoulders and cried when Eddie answered to his pleas and fucked him harder.

How he came untouched for the very first time.

After that, when they were laying in his bed, both sweaty and panting from the sex, Steve realized he’d been so so wrong about himself and the sex he loved.

It made him a little irritated how much he had held back his own pleasure.

So, it hadn’t taken long until he was already up for a second round, riding Eddie with earnestness as he took control of the pace this time, listening to his own body and the things it liked. The things it needed.

Which was the way Eddie’s dick felt inside him. How full it made him feel and how it always hit that spot inside him that made his whole body tingle.

Yeah.

Steve was never coming back from this.

[honeypleasejustkillme]

i just wanna be protected and cared for like i'm a tiny kitty with abandonment issues

[heartscrypt]

happy pride month guys. to celebrate, mostro lounge will be serving the same exact drinks except in RAINBOW cups. of course they cost more who do you think we are

inspired by this tweet

[seldompathic]

Maybe he'll survive this time????

[amethystroselily]

Actually it’s so so so funny that when Andrew’s introduced it feels like he’s going to be the bad boy love interest that turns the main character’s life upside down and gets him involved in something dark and mysterious, but then (it literally just occurred to me) that’s NEIL actually, and Andrew is literally just some guy with serious childhood trauma.

[p4nishers]

can't believe tom hiddleston ACTUALLY interrupted the interviewer to say "one last thing, i think mobius is loki's friend and i don't think loki has ever had a friend before" like king. i love how u felt the need to add that truly

[leo-bandito]

4 YEARS!! 🧪✨🫧☀️🌈🔥‼️

[yrsonpurpose]

#justice for the slutty shirts

[ineffableteeth]

I love the idea that Crowley KNOWS how down bad he is for Aziraphale and knows Aziraphale can make him do ANYTHING with a look or tone of voice

Then in S3 it’ll finally be brought up with a “Don’t look at me like that, please don’t look at me like that”

[magnusbae]

murder or idiot were the only viable options

[w1lmuttart]

Drawing minish cap link everyday til I no longer have artblock™️

What difference three days make lol

[deeva-arud]

So, about that one AU that's been marinating in my mind for years

[nb-n0v4]

I know I'm like 80 years late to the meme but I finally remembered I wanted to draw this kjsdf