fuck it friday
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more fluff from my new wip that for now is called 'buddie secret relationship' bc that's the title of the doc from may last year that i decided to open last week lol 😂
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“Hi.” Eddie breathes out, smiling so wide his cheeks start to hurt.
“Hey.” Buck responds, taking a step inside, and as Eddie closes the door behind him, Buck sniffs and frowns, an alarmed look on his face. “Something’s burning?”
“Uh, it was.” Eddie says with a small chuckle, waving off Buck’s concern. “Just food, no casualties or property damage. I tried to make breakfast.”
“Eddie.” Buck laughs, kicking off his shoes. “Why?”
“Because.” he shrugs, then feels his cheeks burn as he looks at the ground. He’s being so silly. “You said you’d come over, and I wanted- I just wanted to make breakfast.” he says lamely, not sure how to put into words how much he wants to do anything and everything to make Buck happy, and how giddy last night made him, how kissing Buck was the most amazing thing that he wants to do over and over and over again, and how he wants Buck at his side forever and ever and ever. And he wanted to start off by doing this one simple thing for him. Plus, he was too antsy to just sit and wait for him to come over, and trying to cook was a good distraction. Until it wasn't.
“Eddie.” Buck repeats, this time softer, taking one step towards him, and Eddie looks up at him. “That’s really nice. But just so you know, it’d be even nicer if you didn’t try to burn your house down for me.” he adds through laughter.
“Oh, shut up.” Eddie huffs, playfully punching Buck’s shoulder, and as he’s taking his hand away, Buck grabs it. It goes limp, letting Buck easily unfold his loose fist and intertwine their fingers. It feels right, holding his hand, they fit together so well, as if made for each other. Eddie watches Buck’s face as Buck’s eyes are on their hands, watching in awe and wonder. As if he couldn’t believe he can do that now. As if he still doubts he can.
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[ID: fifteen shots from 'revolutionary girl utena' with black text on a white background edited over them. the first is of utena sitting in the planetarium, which is subsumed in darkness. behind her is the coffin she hid in as a child. text reads: 'time is so central that i forget about it.'
the second is of miki handing kozue the letter from their mother. text reads: 'i like postcards because they move through time and space.'
the third is of nanami sitting pensively in front of a cello and music stand. text reads: 'music, film, and writing move in time, beat by beat.'
the fourth is of utena and anthy standing beneath the projector, posing for a photo. text reads: 'photographs, sculptures, and architecture happen all at once,'
the fifth is of a dining table in front of nemuro memorial hall. the white tablecloth endlessly extends off the right side of the frame. text reads: 'though we experience them through time, revisiting them, moving arund and through them.'
the sixth is a close-up of the fourth shot. text reads: 'we document to share with the future.'
the seventh is of akio's dining table standing empty, whilst a red rose spins in the top right corner. text reads: 'we benefit from all the previous documents.'
the eighth is of utena prying open anthy's coffin, crying out to her. text reads: 'we say, "i was in this room once.'
the ninth is of baby utena curled up on a bed of roses, her eyes barely open and expression somber. text reads: 'it is a difficult room.'
the tenth is of utena's bloody hand reaching desperately out to anthy. text reads: 'i left this on the table for you. i hope it helps."'
the eleventh is of anthy staring up at utena, weeping freely. text reads: 'it's so obvious it's terrifying.'
the twelfth is a row of girls' shadows, changing behind a curtain. text reads: 'whoever you are, reading this interview, it would have been nice to meet you'
the thirteenth is of anthy standing in her pink outfit at the gates of ohtori, looking back at the tower. text reads: 'but i couldn't wait,'
the fourteenth is of a framed picture of utena and anthy. akio has been cropped out. there is a pink rose frame around the shot. text reads: 'i had to move on,'
the fifteenth is a close-up of the same photo with the same pink rose frame. utena and anthy are tentatively holding hands. text reads: 'i am already so far away.' /end ID]
richard siken, excerpt from the need for making / revolutionary girl utena (1997)
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