#thewolvesof1998 art

[thewolvesof1998]

AO3 | Redbubble | ko-fi

Tags for stuff below the cut.

@housewifebuck for the photos.

Spotlight 1: deck the halls (and your in-laws) by oklahoma @malewifediaz

Spotlight 2: we’ve got something permanent (i mean in the way we care) by callmenewbie @callmenewbie

Wolf's fics:

even when the heat breaks I’m still yours by thewolvesof1998

We might end up real close by thewolvesof1998 

They don’t know (your name is already mine) bythewolvesof1998 

Wolf's Art:

Music:

Fic Recs:

@malewifediaz fics:

coax the cold right out of me by oklahoma

i love you best when you're just yourself by oklahoma

there you are, sweetheart by oklahoma

merle said mama tried, but the prison still won by oklahoma

and i feel just like i want to kiss you underneath my mistletoe byoklahoma

so you've got the looks but have you got the touch? by BekkaChaos @bekkachaos

@theotherbuckley fics:

you don't need to ask, i'll come running by theotherlucifer

Cow Eyes by theotherlucifer

@try-set-me-on-fire fics:

good with your hands by trysetmeonfire

it’s real sweet to grow old by trysetmeonfire

it was always you by trysetmeonfire

Flickers of Fate by steadfastsaturnsrings @steadfastsaturnsrings

I’ve been sleeping so long in a 20 year dark night (now I’m wide awake) by Daffi_990_ao3 @daffi-990

@exhuastedpigeon fics:

give me a sign, I want you next to me by 42hrb 

can't make it stop, give me all you got by 42hrb 

The one with all the nicknames by buddiefication (pumpkincreamcoldbrew) @911onabc

you're a lost cause (but i'll always see great heights in you) by heartbeatdiaz @loserdiaz

Mistletoe by Veronae

Come Back to Bed by Veronae

thirty days by Adure @toburnup (steddie)

You don't know how much love it cost me to say goodbye by Feru_08 @pirrusstuff

'cause you cut through all the noise by browney3dgirl6 @hoodie-buck

underneath the tree by devirnis @devirnis

Headcanon: Thanks @steadfastsaturnsrings and @bucksbackwardcap

Twilight Edit

[spotsandsocks]

Seven (and a few)Sentence Sunday 🏰🌳🌳🛖🌳🌕🌳🌳

Tagged by @daffi-990 @wikiangela @tizniz @diazsdimples @bidisasterbuckdiaz

Not sharing anything new today because I want an excuse to show this off commissioned by the amazingly talented @bucksketch thank you so much it’s beautiful ❤️

Lost Without You 28k 5/5 completed A fairy tale about a cursed prince and the man who tries to save him ❤️💔❤️

This bit comes right after the picture.

Buck runs a finger over the the two bands he can see on his arm, he really thinks these marks on his skin are the answer, that he now has a way to break the curse.

A contented sigh slips from his lips as he lies in the bed he just spent the night in with Eddie. A future with Eddie and Chris actually seems possible. All he needs to do is explain things to Maddie and his parents and they'll be happy for him, he’s sure of it.

With uncharacteristically optimistic thoughts about his future running through his head he drags himself up and is almost dressed when he hears the raised voices. 

That doesn’t seem right and frowning slightly he quickly buttons up his shirt, pulls on his boots and goes to investigate. 

The sight that greets him as he opens the door freezes his heart.

It takes him a moment to fully process what he sees, but it’s real, there are actually Palace Guards in the street and they have a man surrounded. The man is on his knees, head bowed and hands behind his head. 

To his horror the man is Eddie. 

Tagging people who might like to see the art and for SSS @underwaterninja13 @hoodie-buck @loserdiaz @monsterrae1 @elvensorceress @shipperqueen6 @honestlydarkprincess @hippolotamus @rogerzsteven @caroandcats @exhuastedpigeon @princessfbi @watchyourbuck @wikiangela @thewolvesof1998 @thekristen999 @buffaluff @saybiwithme @bi-buckrights @spaceprincessem @jesuisici33 @father-salmon @fiona-fififi @toughpaperround @eddiebabygirldiaz @loveyouanyway @wildlife4life @weewootruck @bekkachaos @stagefoureddiediaz @bigfootsmom @bewilderedbuckley @rainbow-nerdss @pirrusstuff @giddyupbuck @steadfastsaturnsrings @theplaceyoustillrememberdreaming @fortheloveofbuddie @loserdiaz @loveyouanyway @actualalligator @evanbi-ckley

[hoodie-buck]

—author!buck is here y’all! thanks to everyone who didn’t let me give up on her, especially my wife april who never shut up about it jfjrjs. thanks for loving the idea and helping me make it come true, and ofc for the sexy cover art 😏 mwah ily 🫶🏼 hope y’all enjoy!

rated: e | words: 24.7k | chapters: 3 | read on ao3

summary:

“So,” Maddie started, “I have some good news, and some…bad news.”

“Mads, I literally can’t take any more bad news.”

“Well, the good news is that the bad news can be fixed by the good news.”

He was so confused.

“Remember I told you one of the models had to cancel?” Buck nodded. “Well Hen found another last-minute replacement, but they—well they also had to cancel…last minute.”

“Anyway, Hen was able to find another replacement, for the replacement.”

“Ok. Fine, whatever. Why are you telling me all of this anyway if you’ve already found another replacement?”

“Well, Chim and I were talking, and we thought—who better to model for the covers than the one who wrote them?”

“Mads, no way! I’m already way in over my head with all these bonus chapters. Besides, I don’t know the first thing about modeling.”

“Well, that’s perfect, seeing as our other model doesn’t have any prior experience either.

One look at the guy had Buck asking what they needed him for.

—or—

Buck’s an author who writes smutty hallmark books. He needs new covers for his holiday editions. Who better to model for them than himself and the hot dad who likes to be called eight pack?

tagging squad below, just lmk if you wanna be added or removed <3

tags: @loserdiaz @redlightsandicedtea @loveyourownsmiilee @monsterrae1 @buddierights @swiftiebuckleyhan @honestlydarkprincess @barbiediaz @spotsandsocks @justsmilestuffhappens @santadiazz @djdangerlove @eddiebabygirldiaz @elvensorceress @jacksadventuresinwriting @stanningsky @wh0re-behavi0r @ronordmann @spaceprincessem @arthursdent @disasterbuckdiaz @giddyupbuck @wildlife4life @betty-boom @hippolotamus @thewolvesof1998 @watchyourbuck @underwater-ninja-13 @pirrusstuff @nmcggg @theotherbuckley @louis-tenn @the-gayest-wug @buckley-diaz-rules @muppetbuddie @gamer-kai @blorbodiaz @heartshapedvows @trashbaget @steadfastsaturnsrings @buckbuckgoose @wikiangela @hobbitnarwhal @shortsighted-owl @pirrusstuff @goldencherrymooon @murder-trio @daffi-990 @greenfairrryy @mattsire

[daffi-990]

Seven(ish) Sentence Sunday ✍️

Tagged by @missmagooglie

I’ve been tippy tap typing away at various different scenes for Chapter 9 of Rival Firefighters 🚒. A few sentences here, a couple of hundred words there … trying to just go with the flow and let the words happen.

Todays snippet is a direct continuation on from this one. (Also I changed it from two days after the tsunami to one. So not the very next day, but the one after that. So Buck’s only had around 24 hrs to spiral instead of 48 … which is probably a good thing 😅)

Eddie had messaged him yesterday, updating him on Chris’s well-being and the results of his doctor & therapist appointments, and while Buck appreciates that Eddie did that (Buck hadn’t been able to feel a single drop of ease until Eddie’s first message that Chris’s doctor gave him the all clear), he doesn’t understand why.

Why was Eddie keeping him informed about Chris? Shouldn’t he be deleting Buck’s number and telling him that Buck is never to see Chris again? That their friendship is done and the only relationship they’ll have is at work? Until even that falls apart, Buck���s mere presence becoming too much for Eddie - a constant reminder that he almost lost Chris. That Buck put Chris in danger and almost got him killed.

Eddie had tried to call him last night, but Buck had ignored each attempt, unable to bring himself to answer and hear Eddie say everything he’s already said to himself for the past 24 hours. He knows he’s only delaying the inevitable, but he just can’t do it. Answering the phone mean’s saying goodbye and Buck never wants to say goodbye to Eddie. To Chris. They’re his family and he doesn’t want to lose them, even though he knows he already has.

Buck drops his head into his hands, ready to give in to the sea of despair and loss that beckons him to dive into its depth and drown, when there’s a knock at the door. With a weary sigh he gets to his feet, goes to the door and opens it. The sight of Eddie and Christopher standing on the other side is not one he was expecting to see today, or ever again.

Christopher smiles at him as he moves forward, leaning into Buck for a hug. “Hey, Buck.”

It’s a bit awkward, mainly because Buck’s brain is still trying to process the fact that they’re here and so he just kind of stands there, one hand still on the door and the other hanging by his side.

“Good morning, Buck.” Eddie says as he moves past them into the apartment.

Buck’s brain finally comes back online enough for him to wrap his arm around Chris loosely in a small return hug, afraid to hold on too tightly. Chris may not have sustained a lot of injuries in the tsunami, but Buck doesn’t want to accidentally hurt him. He’s done enough damage already.

No pressure tagging: @tizniz @diazsdimples @hippolotamus @spotsandsocks @watchyourbuck @athenagranted @wildlife4life @puppyboybuckley @wikiangela @exhuastedpigeon @fortheloveofbuddie @elvensorceress @eddiebabygirldiaz @epicbuddieficrecs @evanbegins @rainbow-nerdss @rewritetheending @jesuisici33 @jeeyuns @mellaithwen @monsterrae1 @malewifediaz @thewolvesof1998 @try-set-me-on-fire @shortsighted-owl @theotherbuckley @prettyboybuckley @princessfbi @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @steadfastsaturnsrings @shitouttabuck @devirnis @disasterbuckdiaz @fiona-fififi @giddyupbuck @hoodie-buck @honestlydarkprincess @homerforsure @loserdiaz @lover-of-mine @spagheddiediaz @ladydorian05 @bekkachaos @nmcggg and anyone else who wants to share something, be it a wip, some art or an edit. Everything and everyone is welcome 💕

[exhuastedpigeon]

Fuck it Friday!

Here's a little snippet from the Buddie roadtrip future fic

“What’s the rush,” Eddie asked after Buck was out of the bed and pulling on a pair of shorts that showed off so much thigh that Eddie was worried he might pop a boner every time he looked at him. Buck had legs for days and his thighs were like a work of art. Eddie hadn’t really let himself look before, not when he knew Buck could see him, but he let himself look now.  “I thought we could stay in Denver for a day,” Buck said with a little shrug, meeting Eddie’s eyes when Eddie’s visual journey made it from Buck’s legs, over his bare stomach and chest, and ended on his face. “There’s a Rockies game tomorrow at 1 so we can explore a little, go to the game, and then explore a little more before hitting the road again in two days.” “That sounds great,” Eddie said because it did. It sounded amazing. A whole day in a city he’d never been to with Buck, exploring with him, almost like they were a couple on a trip together instead of friends.  “Only downside is they’re playing the Dodgers, so we won’t get to see two teams we don’t have easy access to.” “Chim’s going to be jealous,” Eddie laughed as he pulled on his own shorts. They were short, but they had nothing on Buck’s.  “So, breakfast at Bailey’s Breakfast and Lunch, one roadside attraction, and then Denver,” Buck informed him. Eddie watched as Buck looked him over slowly, with intent, and felt himself blush. He wanted Buck to look away, he never wanted Buck to stop looking at him.  “Get a move on,” Eddie said once he’d pulled his shirt over his head and saw Buck was still watching him.  “We’re not in that much of a rush,” Buck said and Eddie bit back a smile at the blush on Buck’s cheeks.

Tagged by @honestlydarkprincess @daffi-990 @spotsandsocks @wikiangela @devirnis @cal-daisies-and-briars @diazsdimples @fortheloveofbuddie

no pressure tagging @monsterrae1 @loserdiaz @eddiebuckley-diaz @eddiebabygirldiaz @evanbuckbuckley-diaz @ladydorian05 @thewolvesof1998 @rosieposiepuddingnpie @wildlife4life @malewifediaz @spagheddiediaz @butchdiaz @911-on-abc @rainbow-nerdss @jeeyuns @watchyourbuck @steadfastsaturnsrings @organizedstardust @puppyboybuckley @underwater-ninja-13 @jesuisici33 @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @actualalligator @disasterbuckdiaz and anyone else who wants to share!

[jeeyuns]

writing patterns

tagged by @exhuastedpigeon ✨

rules: list the first line(s) of your last 10 8 posted fics and see if there's a pattern!

Buck's Coma vs. Real World Checklist

0.3k | rated G | multimedia art Turn over & look at the digital alarm clock. If the numbers can all be read, this is real. Try to breathe through a fully closed nose. If impossible, this is real.

morning glory

2.6k | rated E | buddie non-linear: the morning after the night before He wakes up slow as molasses trickling out of the pan. A line of warmth is searing down the length of him from the back of his neck to the ticklish points behind his knees. Buck can tell the sun is up too by the weak bands of light creeping their way over the bed and just inside his field of vision.

hope is a sword 

5.5k | rated T | whumptober 2023 prompt #5, debris, pinned down, "It's broken." The next call sounds through their radios and A shift is in the engine as one in the next minute, all jammed in like sardines with sweat trickling down their backs, grins and bellies sharp with hunger. There’s no other place in the world Eddie would rather be (aside from his couch with his son and Buck, but that’s a story for another time).

proof of concept: ach tagais 'nós na hoíche

part 1 of a series | 8.2k | rated E | eddie helps buck through a bad drop Buck’s just closed his utensil drawer as softly as it will let him, hardly gripping the edge of the kitchen counter with his other hand, when his phone chirps. The unexpectedly piercing ding of his message tone rends straight through the eardrums, making him gasp and lose his grasp on the edge of the granite.

slouching towards bethlehem to be born

ch 3/8 | 23.7k | rated M | eddie is haunted by memories that don't belong to him Awareness blows through his eardrums and he’s rudely yanked back into the ability to chronicle two of his senses. “Come on, Eddie! Eddie, hang on. Eddie–” the pleading, formless voice blooms out and begs him. 

eros 

3.1k | rated E | buddie feelings realization and a demonstration They find themselves, like any other easy, lazy night, on Eddie’s couch. Buck looks over from his usual sprawl, attention already drifting past the moody resolve of John Wick choosing violence over the death of his dog Daisy on the Diaz’s TV screen.

slip like freudian

4.5k | rated T | slightly cracky: eddie is taught a lesson by a witch After a rather sideways, unusual morning, Eddie finally makes it to the station parking lot. He’s somehow five minutes early, so he allots three whole minutes to lightly smacking his head against the steering wheel. 

how life goes on the way it does 

ch 12/12 | 39.6k | rated E | buddie & past lives movie au Ravi’s just finished collecting the last of the devices ready for the probie charging pool when a woman with a wild halo of curls strolls into the station’s engine bay. “Hi! Can I help you with anything?” he calls out to her. 

definitely love to set the scene with descriptions that i always hope can help you visualize...feel like you're plopped right in the middle of a scene with a character. also like to switch povs every time i switch fics. indivdually, i can't do multiple povs within one story though. i feel like i take my cues from screenwriting more than anything when i set out to put words on the page. this is making me hungry to blow dust off my fics again!

no pressure tagging: @kitkatpancakestack, @transboybuckley, @shitouttabuck, @eddiebabygirldiaz, @devirnis, @malewifediaz, @spagheddiediaz, @puppyboybuckley, @pirrusstuff, @cal-daisies-and-briars, @pantsaretherealheroes, @lemonzestywrites, @thewolvesof1998, @captain-hen, @rewritetheending, @athenagranted, @butchdiaz, @housewifebuck, @honestlydarkprincess, @homerforsure, @anakinfallen and anyone else who wants to! it's been an age and a half since i tagged anyone for anything. mwah! 💞

[watchyourbuck]

Inspiration Saturday | Magic Bookstore AU

tagged by my loveliest @daffi-990 @thewolvesof1998 @loserdiaz @giddyupbuck @honestlyeddie & @disasterbuckdiaz all of whom have shared amazing art today!💗

Eddie Diaz is the cute owner of a magic booshop that serves as a portal to various magical realms, each containing rare and powerful artifacts.

Evan Buckley is a warlock apprentice that sits at the bookshop for hours each day, learning spells and crafts.

Eddie fills Evan’s favorite feather with ink each morning, and Evan brings Eddie curious antique findings to decor his bookshop.

Evan discovers a few enchanted books at the bookshop, which reveal hidden secrets and grant special powers to those who read them.

Eddie accidentally stumbles upon a prophecy in one of them that foretells the union of a powerful wizard and a guardian of knowledge.

The book containing the prophecy gets stolen from the shop when a sudden portal opens up in the middle of the night.

A letter with an ominous message is left behind and it reads ‘Condemned will be the Union. Condemned will be it’s legacy.’

*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

tags! @911-on-abc @fortheloveofbuddie @butraura @bucksbirthmark @cowboydiazes @evanbegins @smilingbuckley @honestlydarkprincess @eddiebabygirldiaz @spagheddiediaz @malewifediaz @try-set-me-on-fire @callmenewbie @mattsire @your-catfish-friend @theotherbuckley @lover-of-mine @jeeyuns and anyone else who’d like to participate! 💗✨

[diazsdimples]

Fuck it Friday!

Once again, back with some parenting Buddie fic. I swear to god I'm going to finish the first chapter and publish it soon. Tagged by the incredible @thewolvesof1998

Buck returned moments later in a flurry of activity, hooning around the table and setting up the gifts so they looked just right. He placed the biggest box in the middle of the table and surrounded Aidan’s spot with smaller gifts that him and Eddie had been picking out for a couple of weeks now. Christopher remembered with a jolt that he’d made a gift for Aidan and scuttled off to his room to grab it, returning just as Buck was standing back and looking at the presentation with approval. “Whatcha got there, bud?” he asked when Christopher appeared in the doorway, looking a little bashful. “I made Aid something” Christopher mumbled, blushing a little and looking at his feet. Ever since he’d officially become a teenager, Christopher had developed insecurities about just about everything. It had initially been small things, such as fussing about how his hair looked or moaning that his special orthotics made his shoes look weird, but recently, much to Buck and Eddie’s concern, it had progressed to doubting his abilities. Christopher had an affinity for art and had recently started creating some truly amazing works on his laptop with a programme Eddie had bought him a year or so ago. Buck would often wander into Christopher’s room to find him deep in concentration as he worked on his latest piece, tongue sticking out the side of his mouth and leg tapping up and down as he drew. Not only was it an excellent creative outlet for the kid but it had been having a positive, therapeutic affect on his fine motor control. However, recently, Buck had noticed Christopher becoming cagey about his work, turning his computer screen away whenever either of his dads walked into the room or getting snappy when they asked what he’d been working on. Buck had a feeling he was about to find out what it was. Christopher shyly held out the paper in his hand and Buck’s breath caught in his throat. Christopher had clearly put in a lot of effort into this. Staring up at Buck from the paper was an almost-perfect rendition of his son, grin so wide it almost takes up the whole page, with Christopher, Buck, and Eddie in the background. It’s so good in fact that it looks like someone took a photo of them and put a filter on it to make it look like a drawing but no, Buck knows Christopher has painstakingly placed every single stroke, every dash of colour. It’s enough to make a lump rise in his throat and he can’t do much more than clamp a hand over Christopher’s shoulder and pull him into his side. “Is it okay?” Christopher asks and Jesus, Buck wants to hurt whoever might have given Christopher the impression that his art is nothing short of worthy of being hung in the Louvre. “God, Chris, it’s amazing. I- I love it. Aid is going to love it”. He can’t stop staring at it, can’t stop marvelling at the talent of the kid still pressed into his side. To think, it’s almost been 7 years since he met Christopher and, in that time, he’s watched him blossom into a smart, talented and extremely quick-witted teenager. One he’s now proud to call his son. It’s enough to make Buck a little emotional.

(no pressure) tagging @theotherbuckley @wikiangela @fionaswhvre @eddiebabygirldiaz @disasterbuckdiaz @fruitandbubbles @watchyourbuck @callmenewbie @cal-daisies-and-briars @incorrect9-1-1 @evanbegins @thosetwofirefighters @wildlife4life @911onabc @malewifediaz @loserdiaz @monsterrae1 @fortheloveofbuddie @jeeyuns @smilingbuckley @gayedmundodiaz @hoodie-buck (let me know if you want to be added/removed)

[jesuisici33]

Seven + Sentences Sunday

tagged by @daffi-990 @wikiangela @carlos-in-glasses @wildlife4life @disasterbuckdiaz @lightningboltreader @eddiebabygirldiaz @spotsandsocks was gonna post another snippet of buddie romance audiobook narrators but then i saw this awesome cover art by @ronordmann requested by mutual @steadfastsaturnsrings!!! so this snippet is for you <3 (and @ronordmann the title is you have my heart since i saw in your tags you were looking for the title!)

“Hey, so when are you planning on having Ana meet everyone? It’s getting pretty serious, right? I’m sure Bobby and Athena will love to have her at the gathering next week.” 

Eddie’s not necessarily on high alert yet, but he’s getting close to it. At this point, he’s been dating Ana for a few months. Chris has gone from reluctantly hanging out with her in Eddie’s presence to willingly asking her to play video games with him. A win both in Eddie’s and Ana’s favor. Logically, he knows the next step is for her to meet his friends and possibly his family. Except…

Eddie wants to keep this little slice of heaven between the three of them. He doesn’t even have his heart back. For some reason it’s still with Buck. The first time he and Ana had sex, he had to keep her head on the right side of his chest so she wouldn’t notice. He stares at Buck, gaze expectant, and Eddie realizes that he needs an answer to give to him. 

tagging @hippolotamus @malewifediaz @911-on-abc @monsterrae1 @loserdiaz @lover-of-mine @liminalmemories21 @rmd-writes @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @paperstorm @thewolvesof1998 @pirrusstuff @your-catfish-friend @bonheur-cafe @apothecarose @mammameesh @aroeddiediaz @rosedavid @alrightbuckaroo @ramonaflow @exhuastedpigeon

[loserdiaz]

fuck it friday! 🩺💌

tagged by @honestlydarkprincess @panbuckley @transbuck @ebdaydreamer thank u, my loves <33

this is for the school nurse eddie and gym teacher buck au that i definitely haven't started!

"Happy Nurses' Day!" Buck says first thing in the morning, walking into Eddie's office.

"What's this?" He raises an eyebrow at Buck, as he accepts the piece of paper Buck's offering him a little hesitantly.

"Well, it's national nurses's day and I googled what would be an appropriate gift, or like—" Buck licks his lips and then shakes his head, shrugging. "I don't know, a gesture to show my appreciation."

Eddie studies the drawing in silence, a very subtle and soft smile gracing his lips.

"You drew this?" His gaze lifts and he points at the drawing in his hand.

"Yeah! You like it?"

"Buck, this is really sweet and I appreciate it—" Eddie chuckles, fond and fluttered despite himself. "But I gotta say, thank God you're not the art teacher."

"Hey, I take full offense to that!" Buck frowns, pretending to be hurt but he's biting down a smile of his own. "I happen to think I made a great job. Van Gogh is trembling in his grave as we speak."

"What are these? Are these hands?" Eddie looks down at the drawing. "They look like claws or like— Are we mutants in this card? Is that like, a very specific detail?"

"Fuck you, Diaz!" Buck crackles, despite himself. "I tried, okay? Drawing hands is harder than I thought!"

"The heart is very anatomically incorrect, too, y'know?" Eddie smirks.

tagging (no pressure): @monsterrae1 @buddierights @shortsighted-owl @messyhairdiaz @911onabc @thewolvesof1998 @prince-buck-diaz @spotsandsocks @the-likesofus @spaceprincessem @elvensorceress @barbiediaz @bigfootsmom @maygrantgf @bucktalias @starlingbite @buckitup @transboybuckley @bekkachaos @wildlife4life @hippolotamus @heartshapedvows @cowboy-buddie @alyxmastershipper and anyone else who wants to do it! <33

[hippolotamus]

WIP Wednesday

tagged by the oh so lovely and talented @disasterbuckdiaz @wikiangela @theotherbuckley @tizniz thank you loves! 💖

SO... guess who's in the editing/mostly done phase of honey when you call my name? *happy wiggles* god willing this will be actually done and run by my beta in the next week or so(!) So excited to share with y'all. I only started this wip... *checks notes* last April.

To celebrate I'm showcasing a recent zesty addition that I'm just so, so delighted by. Hopefully you will be too

Eddie braces himself, welcoming the way their bodies crash together. It’s utter perfection. Like art, he thinks, or a feat of engineering. If he wasn’t so leery of technology he would want to record this. To have some way of capturing them frame by frame. An eternal memorial of how perfectly they fit. The way the moonlight illuminates Buck’s birthmark. How his skin gleams. Each time they come together like magnets in a desperate attempt to kiss and explore each other’s mouths. To map out the other’s body with their tongue. ... How his hands curl around Eddie’s hips or each muscle flex. The encouraging grunt he makes when Eddie scrapes his nails along his sweat slick skin. How Eddie lets go, throwing his head back in pleasure and begs Buck to fuck him harder. Yeah, just a few things Buck wants to hold onto forever. Memories he’ll never really get to look at too closely. That he’ll have to shove away when Eddie gives him those soft looks over movie nights with Chris, or when Buck brings him one of those fancy lattes from the café down the street. The ones he insists aren’t that great but Buck knows he secretly loves and will never buy for himself. He hates already knowing he’ll have to remember to forget how this Buck-and-Eddie felt tonight.

npt (lmk if you want added or removed) @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @elvensorceress @stereopticons @apothecarose @barbiediaz @buckaroosheart @buddierights @chaosandwolves @daffi-990 @diazsdimples @eowon @fortheloveofbuddie @gayedmundodiaz @giddyupbuck @heartshapedvows @honestlydarkprincess @hoodie-buck @indestructibleheart @jesuisici33 @ladydorian05 @lemonzestywrites @lizzie-bennetdarcy @loserdiaz @monsterrae1 @rmd-writes @singlethread @spaceprincessem @spotsandsocks @statueinthestone @steadfastsaturnsrings @the-likesofus @theplaceyoustillrememberdreaming @thekristen999 @thewolvesof1998 @vanillahigh00 @watchyourbuck @weewootruck @welcometololaland @wildlife4life @your-catfish-friend and anyone else who wants to share 😘

@epicbuddieficrecs

[thewolvesof1998]

New Sticker Alert!

Redbubble | ko-fi

Thanks to @daffi-990 for commissioning this piece!!

alt: Cartoon drawing of Eddie Diaz from 911 eating spaghetti and the words 'I Do Not Panic' underneath the image. It's from the episode S6x14 Performance Anxiety

tagging some people who might be interested: @wildlife4life ​ @eddiebabygirldiaz @disasterbuckdiaz @spotsandsocks @try-set-me-on-fire @jesuisici33​ @bekkachaos @buddierights @spagheddiediaz @911-on-abc @hippolotamus @shitouttabuck @911onabc @exhuastedpigeon @malewifediaz @loserdiaz @ladydorian05 @watchyourbuck @king-buckley @chaoticgremlinwholikescheese @daffi-990 @fortheloveofbuddie @mangacat201 @hoodie-buck @eowon @rainbow-nerdss @nmcggg @pirrusstuff @evanbegins @giddyupbuck @sammysouffle @smilingbuckley @jamespearce9-1-1 @carrierofthepaperclips @jeeyuns @callmenewbie @thosetwofirefighters @monsterrae1 @princehattric @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @singlethread @your-catfish-friend @theotherbuckley @steadfastsaturnsrings @wikiangela @blurredbuddie @aquamarineglitter @devirnis

[spotsandsocks]

I’m feeling fluffy tonight !!!

loving you all being in my pocket and making me smile - with your humour, your strength, your talents and kindness. You share so much of yourselves and I see so many of you lifting each other (and me up) over and over again.

My little corner of tumblr is filled with such lovely people and I’m so very glad I’ve got this and you all in my life even if we will never meet,

What a strange and wonderful gift the world has given me. I never expected to be thinking of so many friends scattered across the world like I do.

Take care of yourselves my loves you deserve all the good things that life can give you ❤️

Firefighters and whump and ducks and dragons and bisexual disasters and cups of tea (Yorkshire)stories and art and poems and boops and asks and ao3 emails and silly memes and puns and kindness

@hoodie-buck @monsterrae1 @loserdiaz @hippolotamus @rogerzsteven

@shortsighted-owl @diazsdimples @elvensorceress @loveyourownsmiilee @stagefoureddiediaz

@caroandcats @ronordmann @bi-buckrights @buffaluff @fiona-fififi

@eddiebabygirldiaz @spaceprincessem @steadfastsaturnsrings @daffi-990 @bidisasterevankinard

@bewilderedbuckley @tizniz @thekristen999 @exhuastedpigeon @the-likesofus

@bekkachaos @theplaceyoustillrememberdreaming @evanbi-ckley @underwaterninja13 @thewolvesof1998

@wikiangela @jesuisici33 @honestlydarkprincess @rainbow-nerdss @saybiwithme

@shipperqueen6 @watchyourbuck @loveyouanyway @bigfootsmom @father-salmon

@weewootruck

[wikiangela]

FanFic Friday Saturday

tagged by @hippolotamus thank you bb 💖

Rules: share a fic you wrote (or fan art or gif) that you are proud of! Moodboard optional!

I think the one I'm gonna be the most proud of I'm writing rn, so from posted atm it's between possessive buddie smut and car smut bc those are the best things I've written imo lmao I just love them both so much, and I'm so happy with how they turned out

but I'll go with possessive buddie bc I just love it a little bit more haha

I could get lost in the feelings (just say that you belong to me) (15k, E)

“Wait, wha- how- how do you feel about me?” Buck asks, his voice quiet and almost hesitant. “Buck, really? Isn’t it obvious? Do I have to spell it out for you?” Eddie sighs, eyes finally locking with Buck’s. “I think I’d like you to.” he whispers, eyes wide. “Just so I- just so I’m sure.” “Oh, for fuck’s sake.” Eddie mutters, and then, frustrated and sad, and angry, he takes the few steps separating him from Buck, grabs his face with both hands, and crashes their lips together. Or, Buck's going on a date, Eddie's so jealous he finally snaps and reveals his feelings, which leads to a passionate evening in Buck's kitchen.

and a moodboard I already shared before but whatever, here it is:

___

no pressure tags: @elvensorceress @gayarthur @diazass @thebravebitch @silentxxsoul @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @transbuck @jesuisici33 @diazblunt @theotherbuckley @911onabc @eddiediaztho @housewifebuck @thewolvesof1998 @fortheloveofbuddie @lover-of-mine @gayhoediaz @jeeyuns @rogerzsteven @watchyourbuck @eowon @cowboy-buddie @monsterrae1 @hippolotamus @loserdiaz @ladydorian05 @giddyupbuck @forthewolves @honestlydarkprincess @wildlife4life @spotsandsocks @daffi-990 @disasterbuckdiaz

[daffi-990]

WIP Wednesday 📝

Me: oh yeah the Eddie breakdown fic will probably only be about 5k

Also me: is 6K into said fic with the end not even in sight 😅

Gotta love when a fic gets away from you haha. Anyways, I was going to share this snippet yesterday but opted for the Buck/Taylor one instead cos it felt more of a tease. This one … I really like the dog metaphors I used in the fourth paragraph and really want to share it with you. Enjoy!

“You planning on moving in?” Eddie jokes as Buck walks into the lounge room with his stuff.

Buck laughs but there’s not much humour behind it. “Uh maybe?” Buck dumps his suitcase on the couch and turns back to Eddie. “Taylor and I we- we broke up.” He spreads his arms to the side in a what can you do way, huffing when he drops them, the sound of his hands hitting his jean clad thighs loud in the silence that his news has brought.

Eddie’s face remains neutral, but his eyes flicker with emotion, the briefest flash of hope lighting up his irises and Buck wants to pause time, to take a moment and ask Eddie what it means. Is it the same hope that beats inside Buck’s own heart? Clawing at the cage of his own making every time Eddie’s touch or gaze lingers for too long to be brushed under the veil of friendship. But just as fast as the hope appeared it’s gone again, concern now etched all over Eddie’s face, his eyes also holding a small sentiment of relief.

Buck knows Eddie has never been a fan of Taylor’s. From the day she sauntered into the firehouse after they’d rescued her, Eddie’s hackles were up, like a dog when someone is unwelcome in their territory. He’d bared his teeth but Taylor had claws and wasn’t so easily deterred. At Buck’s insistence, Eddie had pulled back, grumbling and growling, and when Buck had announced they were dating, Eddie’s growling died down and he became impassive, making sure to be polite to Taylor when she was around. Buck has always suspected though that Eddie took his issues and dislikes about Taylor to someone else, needing to snarl and gnash about the interloper but not wanting to upset Buck.

Eddie has none of that reservation anymore, the news of Buck’s breakup unlatching the muzzle that’s kept his best friends bark quiet for too long.

“I’d say I’m sorry you guys broke up, but I’d be lying.” Buck snorts at Eddie’s honesty, the other man grinning sheepishly before his expression turns more sincere. “I am sorry you’re hurting though. I know you loved her. God knows why.” An incredulous look crosses Eddie’s face that Buck doesn’t think he meant to make and for some reason it sets Buck off, laughter bubbling out of him.

It doesn’t take long for Eddie to follow, his laugh such a wonderful and welcomed sound after last night. It’s a light among the darkness, a sign that Eddie is still here and fighting, not lost to him in the pain of his past.

No pressure tagging: @jamespearce9-1-1 @hippolotamus @thewolvesof1998 @steadfastsaturnsrings @wildlife4life @watchyourbuck @wikiangela @exhuastedpigeon @elvensorceress @eddiebabygirldiaz @evanbegins @rainbow-nerdss @rewritetheending @the-likesofus @try-set-me-on-fire @theotherbuckley @princessfbi @puppyboybuckley @athenagranted @sibylsleaves @shortsighted-owl @shitouttabuck @spotsandsocks @devirnis @disasterbuckdiaz @donationwayne @fortheloveofbuddie @fiona-fififi @giddyupbuck @hoodie-buck @honestlydarkprincess @homerforsure @nmcggg @jesuisici33 @jeeyuns @loserdiaz @ladydorian05 @lover-of-mine @captain-hen @bekkachaos @monsterrae1 @malewifediaz @spagheddiediaz @mellaithwen and anyone else wanting to share something, be it fic, art, gif, music .. whatever you want ❤️

[try-set-me-on-fire]

Hello! Got tagged by @eowon @eddiebabygirldiaz and @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove for fuck it Friday and I meant to post earlier but I wanted to work a little more on the scene I wanted to share and got caught up in making baby quilts for an art market I’m tabling at in April.

Going to put the actual scene under a cut because it’s kind of long and there’s talk about addiction. A few people (including @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove) asked for a sequel to close your weary eyes where Bobby does reach out to his dad, so this is a bit of that (Eddie and Bobby talking about the situation at a Buddie engagement party).

Kind of late in the day but if you haven’t already been tagged and gave something to share @buckactuallys @tizniz @shitouttabuck @bigfootsmom @daffi-990 @wildlife4life @thewolvesof1998 @iinryer @homerforsure @chronicowboy

“What are you afraid of?” Eddie asks, still calm and casual like they’re talking about the weather or yesterday’s Rangers-Twins game. It makes it a little easier to get the words out his throat.

”That- I’m afraid that I won’t be forgiven. Not enough. I don’t- I don’t expect total forgiveness, I wouldn’t ask for it, and I don’t think they’re the ones with the power to grant it, anyway. But I-“ Bobby sighs and looks out the window to the backyard. The murmur of everyone enjoying the sun provides a pleasant soundtrack at odds with the conversation. “I just need enough forgiveness for a conversation. I’m afraid they won’t give it to me.”

Eddie nods, twisting the top off his soda. “What else?”

Bobby digs his palms into the cool edge of the ceramic counter tile. “Relapse. I’ll be talking to people I haven’t spoken with since I was at the deepest lows of my addiction, at least in part about the things I did-“ his voice catches and he has to pause, clear his throat. “About the things I did in the throes of that addiction. I am afraid that I will- that I’ll fall back into being that person.” He frowns. “Not that I- I am that person. I did all of those things. I just mean- I don’t want to drink. I don’t want to start using again. I worry dealing with all this would push me in that direction.”

Eddie only nods this time — fair enough, what would you even say to any of that — but is still looking at Bobby like he’s waiting for him to continue, so.

”And I’m afraid… You’re getting married, Eddie. My- Buck- my kid is getting married. I’m afraid I’ll get so bogged down in this I’ll- I’ll ruin- you’ll worry and he’ll worry and everything will be just a little worse and it will be my fault.” He tries to laugh to lighten the mood but it comes out kind of horrible. “Here I am at your engagement party putting all this on you. Bringing down the mood already.”

”We didn't actually plan this party,” Eddie shrugs, corner of his mouth barely tilted up in a smile. “So, you know, bringing down the mood is probably fine. Not officially- uh, a premeditated wedding festivity.”

Bobby laughs a little more genuinely this time. “Oh. Well. Thank goodness.”

Eddie smiles fully before taking a deep breath. He picks at the label on his soda for a moment before setting it down and stepping closer. “I… There’s nothing I can do about that first one. All you can do is ask. But… I don’t know. If it was Christopher? No matter what he did, I’d always want to hear from him. I’d always have that conversation.” Eddie wraps a strong hand around Bobby’s forearm, probably in response to the way his voice has got all hitched. “The second thing? Bobby, we’re all right here for you. Anytime you need- before you call, after, hell, if you want me there with you while you’re on the line, just tell me and I’m there.” Eddie tilts his head to make direct eye contact. “These are not empty words. Promise me you’ll reach out and I promise you I’ll be there to reach back. Alright?”

”Yeah,” Bobby says, a little winded. “I- yes. I promise.”

”Good.” Eddie nods, faith in his eyes that Bobby thinks he probably doesn’t deserve but will try his damndest to live up to. “And the third thing. I think- if it was me, and I had this in my head, even if I didn’t reach out right away it’d be eating away at me. So I don’t think there’s really sense in trying to put it off to- to spare our feelings or whatever the mean little voice in your head is telling you. I think… I dunno, maybe the timing could be a good thing. You have this big, heavy thing to go through, but then you can come over and help pick out flower arrangements or whatever. And I was joking but, look, I don’t care if you fuck up a premeditated wedding activity. I mean-“ Eddie flaps a hand, makes a face. “You’re not gonna fuck anything up. But if you’re not the happiest you could possibly be at all times, that’s fine, Bobby. Remember point two? We’re all right here for you? That doesn’t get put aside because we’ve got other shit going on.”

Bobby nods, once, shaky. “Alright. Okay- Thank you, Eddie. You- You’re a very good man.” He coughs out another laugh. “Here, alright, let’s get back on the right topic- I don’t think I’ve said how glad I am Buck has you in his life.”

Eddie grins. “Can’t be half as glad as I am he’s in mine.”