#just liked how this turned out

[merthurians-prat-and-idiot]

Post 6x11 buddie oneshot-

I was thinking about the fact that Eddie got thrown off the firetruck and this happened! Written in a frenzy in the ams but hope you enjoy! (Also I couldn't resist with the last line 😆)

Spoilers for 6x10/11, discussions/descriptions of injury & mentions of hospitals

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"Hey, I'm just about to order, do you want the garlic dough balls as well or the wedges? Or y'know, we could split a box of-"

Buck trails off as he pokes his head round Eddie's bedroom door.

He's shirtless, which shouldn't be that suprising- seeing as he'd only just got back from a shift and greeted Chris & Buck before slipping off to get changed. What is suprising is that he's still shirtless, almost fifteen minutes later. But the thing that stops Buck in his tracks, stealing his breath, are the angry, vivid purple bruises littering Eddie's back.

They're painted down his spine and scattered across his shoulders- some tinged with green or yellow, creating a kind of sick diorama landscape on his skin.

He's twisted round, trying to apply cream to his back in the small mirror sat on his dresser.

"𝘌𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦"

Buck steps forward involuntarily.

"What-" he sucks in a breath.

"Wh- what the hell happened to you- are- are you okay? I-"

Eddie turns, the view of his back obscured, and holds up one hand placatingly.

"Buck- hey, I'm fine, its just a bruise" he says, softly, reasurring.

Buck huffs.

"That's more than a bruise! What happened? How did you even get those? When did it happen?" He emphasizes, his mind whirring over the possibilities.

They looked older than a day, but he hadn't mentioned any rough shifts...

"I- look- I promise, it's okay, I'm alright- they're from a while ago, but I'm putting on the cream, they're a little sore but they're healing up nicely, don't worry Buck"

"When"

"Buck-"

"Eddie when did you get those?" He repeats, obstinate.

Eddie sighs, ducking his gaze for a moment.

"I- the night of the lightning strike"

Buck's lips part around a breath.

"You got hurt?" He asks, his voice rough.

"When the lightning hit- hit you-" he pauses, looking up as if to check that Buck was still with him.

"-it also hit the truck and travelled down the ladder, I got blown backwards onto the street"

Buck steps forward again, purposefully.

"You got thrown off the truck? Did you lose consciousness? What did Hen or Chim say when they checked you over?"

"Um"

"Eddie-"

"I was fine! It just winded me a bit- I got myself up & put my helmet back on and-"

"Your helmet came off?! Eds-"

"Shit, I shouldn't have said that" he mumbled.

"Anyway, I got up and then- then I saw you- just- hanging there - so I ran up to get you down"

"Eddie" Buck shakes his head, pleads-

"You should've waited, let Hen or Chim clear you! You could've had a head injury, or something with your spine! You- you shouldn't have gone tearing up a ladder, what the hell?" Buck exclaims.

"What, and left you hanging there?" Eddie snaps back.

"No, but you could've stopped, just for a second and-"

"Buck! I could've been chained to the ground, or- or taking my last breath- but nothing would've stopped me from getting to you" he rushes.

Oh.

Buck feels Eddie's words hit his chest. The sentiment a familiar one, in reverse.

He'd heard the expression once.

If you were in an accident, I wouldn't stop for red lights.

He remembers it making him freeze, for just a moment, a moment like this one in fact- and thinking yeah, Neither would I.

Eddie sits down on the bed with a sigh, and scrubs a hand across his face.

Buck crosses the room in three easy strides and sinks into the mattress beside him, pressed close from shoulder to hip.

"Did you get checked out, at the hospital?" He asks softly, his volume meeting the moment, the bubble, they seem to have found themselves in.

"Yeah" Eddie replies, just as soft.

"Bobby made me, and I'm really fine, I promise- just the bruised back and a tiny cut on my hip- turnouts dug in" he dips a finger into the waistband of his sweatpants and tugs them down a tiny bit to show a faded scar running across his hipbone.

Buck starts to reach out and catches himself with a cough.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Eddie sighs, shakes his head.

"You had enough to think about, you're supposed to resting, not worrying about me"

"Eddie" Buck turns to face him, tucking a leg underneath him.

"I want to know if you're hurt-"

Eddie opens his mouth, but Buck continues before he can speak again.

"Even, if its "just a bruise". I know you didn't want to worry me, but we made a deal, right? You saved my life. We have each other's backs. So tell me if yours is bruised, okay?"

Eddie hums and meets his eyes.

"Okay"

Buck smiles, and they just look, for a moment.

He feels that those moments have been getting longer recently.

They're tinged with a something, something thats as thrilling and terrifying as it is soft and so familiar it feels like, it feels like- home.

He reaches across Eddie's lap for the bruise cream.

"Let me?" He offers, on an exhale.

Eddie's eyes soften impossibly further and he dips his chin, turning around, as Buck unscrews the lid.

"Thank you" Eddie says, relaxing against Buck at the first brush over his back.

"No problem" Buck replies.

"I've got you.... 𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘺"

[krysmcscience]

I have some questions about karaoke night, Alex Hirsch. Very Important Questions. Which I will happily scream at a poor hapless baby triangle who can have no answers for me, and possibly also does not have object permanence yet.

Follow-up that is I guess suggestive, but let's be real here, Bill's a fucking triangle:

Dude slipped right into his birthday suit, lmao

this is so stupid :D

Anyway, I don't care what anyone says, this brilliant individual knows what's up - Bill is absolutely way more of a monsterfucker than Ford could or ever will be, full stop.

[aerequets]

the mortifying ordeal of being known

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I think with Yor being so perceptive, she picks up on little things often (like we saw in ch 103). i believe this would impact loid more so than the usual person, because he is a spy and fakes every part of himself, so to be seen is simultaneously desirable and horrifying. like, it makes him torn between wanting to accept and reciprocate the love, or distancing himself so that it doesn't happen again.

thats mostly what the last panel is about, that dichotomy between 'omg this person noticed this about me, is this love' and 'oh shit this person noticed this about me, is this Doom'

just some thoughts i had🤪

[mroddmod]

everyone be quiet i'm manifesting

[allysketches]

this drawing started off as tv crowley and aziraphale dressed like their book cover counterparts, but then I got carried away and it turned out... not being exactly that anymore 🤷🏻‍♀️

so... late 80s/early 90s au? (aka. literally the book lol)

[anbaisai]

how it felt to wake up today

[gorjee-art]

Twilight's Lavender Studies ✧˖°

[stromblessed]

Mizu, femininity, and fallen sparrows

In my last post about Mizu and Akemi, I feel like I came across as overly critical of Mizu given that Mizu is a woman who - in her own words - has to live as a man in order to go down the path of revenge.

If she is ever discovered to be female by the wrong person, she will not only be unable to complete her quest, but there's a good chance that she'll be arrested or killed.

So it makes complete sense for Mizu to distance herself as much as possible from any behavior that she feels like would make someone question her sex.

I felt so indignant toward Mizu on my first couple watchthroughs for this moment. Why couldn't Mizu bribe the woman and her child's way into the city too? If Mizu is presenting as a man, couldn't she claim to be the woman's escort?

However, this moment makes things pretty clear. Mizu knows all too well the plight of women in her society. She knows it so well that she cannot risk ever finding herself back in their position again. She helps in what little way she can - without drawing attention to herself.

Mizu is not a hero and she is not one to make of herself a martyr - she will not set herself on fire to keep others warm. There's room to argue that Mizu shouldn't prioritize her quest over people's lives, but given the collateral damage Mizu can live with in almost every episode of season 1, Mizu is simply not operating under that kind of morality at this point. ("You don't know what I've done to reach you," Mizu tells Fowler.)

And while I still feel like Mizu has an obvious and established blind spot when it comes to Akemi because of their differences in station, such that Mizu's judgment of Akemi and actions in episode 5 are the result of prejudice rather than the result of Mizu's caution, I also want to establish that Mizu is just as caged as Akemi is, despite her technically having more freedom while living as a man.

Mizu can hide her mixed race identity some of the time, and she can hide her sex almost all of the time, but being able to operate outside of her society's strict rules for women does not mean she cannot see their plight.

It does not mean she doesn't hurt for them.

Back to Mizu and collateral damage, remember that sparrow?

While Mizu is breaking into Boss Hamata's manse, she gets startled by a bird and kills it on reflex. She then cradles it in her hands - much more tenderly than we've seen Mizu treat almost anything up to this point in the season:

She then puts it in its nest, with its unhatched eggs. Almost like she's trying to make the death look natural. Or like an accident.

You see where I'm going with this.

When Mizu kills Kinuyo, Mizu lingers in the moment, holding the body tenderly:

And btw a lot of stuff about this show hit me hard, but this remains the biggest gut punch of them all for me, Mizu holding that poor girl's body close, GOD

When Mizu arranges the "scene of the crime," Kinuyo's body is delicate, birdlike. And Mizu is so shaken afterward that she gets sloppy. She's horrified at this kill to the point that she can't bring herself to take another innocent life - the boy who rats her out.

MIZU'S ONE MOMENT OF SOFTNESS AND MERCY, COMING ON THE HEELS OF HER NEEDING TO KILL A GIRL TO SPARE HER THE WORST FATE THAT THIS RIGID SOCIETY HAS TO OFFER WOMEN, AND TO SPARE A BROTHEL FULL OF INNOCENT WOMEN WHO ARE THE CASTOFFS OF SOCIETY, NEARLY RESULTS IN ALL OF THEIR DEATHS

No wonder Mizu is as stoic and cold as she is.

And no wonder Mizu has no patience for Akemi whatsoever right before the terrible reveal and the fight breaks out:

Speaking of Akemi - guess who else is compared to a bird!

The plumage is more colorful, a bit flashier. But a bird is a bird.

And, uh

Yeah.

I like to think that Mizu killing the sparrow is not only foreshadowing for what she must do to Kinuyo, but is also a representation of the choice she makes on Akemi's behalf. She decides to cage the bird because she believes the bird is "better off." Better off caged than... dead.

But because Mizu doesn't know Akemi or her situation, she of course doesn't realize that the bird is fated to die if it is caged and sent back home.

Mizu is clearly not happy, or pleased, or satisfied by allowing Akemi to be dragged back to her father:

But softness and mercy haven't gotten Mizu anywhere good, recently.

There is so much tragedy layered into Mizu's character, and it includes the things she has to witness and the choices she makes - or believes she has to make - involving women, when she herself can skirt around a lot of what her society throws at women. Although, I do believe that it comes at the cost of a part of Mizu's soul.

After all, I'm gonna be haunted for the rest of this show by Mizu's very first prayer in episode 1:

"LET" her die. Because as Ringo points out, she doesn't "know how" to die.

Kind of like another bird in this show:

[akantorrr]

[jabesa0]

🤍🤍🤍🤍

[egophiliac]

WAIT when did he get FANGS

[generichoneydew]

8/52

[majunju]

scarabia aftermath

[chloesimaginationthings]

There's doomed yuri... in my FNAF ruin?

[hinamie]

spiraling

[bloominglegumes]

i love normal guys doomed by the narrative