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rainbowskittle · 4 days
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We need Tommy Begins!!!
We need Ravi Begins!!!
We need Josh Begins!!!
We need Christopher Begins!!!
We need May Begins!!!
We need Tarlos and Buddie to hang out together in LA!!!
We need pride parade of all the couples together!!!
We need all the mains to have begins .. again! I don’t know love the flashback stories just as much as I love the now story.
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911buddieweek · 2 months
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Buddie Week 2024
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Buddie Week 2024 is a week-long event to celebrate our two favorite firefighters. WIth the use of forms, the fandom could choose several things like the prompts and when the week takes place. All forms are now closed and everything is official!
April 8th - April 14th is Buddie Week!
Each day has two normal prompts and a quote prompt. To join, you only have to choose one of these (of course you can do more!). If there isn't a prompt you like, you can choose one of the alternate prompts to write for instead.
And here are the prompts (nominated and then voted by you). The order of prompts is from the most voted for to less voted for.
Monday April 8th: Borrowing/stealing/sharing Clothes - Secretly Married - "I'm right here, I always have been."
Tuesday April 9th: Protective Eddie - Co-Parenting - "I can tell you're not fine"
Wednesday April 10th: Clipboard Buck - Tattoos - "Is that my shirt?"
Thursday, April 11th:- Eddie calling Buck 'Evan' - falling asleep on each other - "Because I fucking love you!"
Friday April 12th:- didn't know they were dating - demisexual Eddie - "I swear it wasn't my fault this time."
Saturday April 13th: hugging from behind - Buck speaks Spanish - "I'm not letting you go."
Sunday April 14th: first kiss - hurt/comfort - "Please don't leave."
Alternate prompts:
stuck together
special rescue/heavy rescue Buck
amnesia
"I'm sorry, you want us to do what?"
"Shut up and kiss me."
"This made me think of you."
More information about the collection on AO3 will be posted later! But for now, you can start making things for this event! You can write a fic, make art, create a playlist, or do anything that you want with these prompts. You don't even need to post it on ao3 if you want it to. You can post anywhere.
During the week and the period after, I will try to reblog everything on Tumblr that has this account tagged in the post, or 'Buddie Week 2024' in the tags. You don't HAVE to tag me. I understand if that makes you uncomfortable - I was the same with my first Whumptober year and didn't tag the official Whumptober account or tags.
Everyone can participate! Maybe you can post fic recs with these themes. Post little snippets or drabbles. Do whatever you want. Maybe you've got your own idea how to participate.
The ONLY rule is that the use of AI is not allowed. And, of course be nice to each other! If something isn't your thing, exit the page, don't be mean.
I'm excited to see what you all come up with! I will be writing fics as well for this event. If you have any questions, don't be afraid to send a message or an ask!
To stay updated, you can follow this blog (@911buddieweek )
(Sharing/boosting on tumblr and other sites is appreciated. I do not have (or want) a Twitter account so I don't know if they're even aware of this)
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loveyouanyway · 1 month
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fuck it friday!
tagged by @tizniz @theotherbuckley @wikiangela @loserdiaz @hippolotamus @smilingbuckley 💖
hi beloved weewooers. this idea has been in my mind for months so i said fuck it and started writing. AHHH I JUST LOVE THE PREMISE SO MUCH
tw mention of suicide and self harm
It’s the last 15 minutes of Eddie’s shift when he gets a code red call meaning the caller is having active suicidal or self harmful thoughts.
He takes a deep breath and picks up the phone.
"Hey, I’m Eddie," he answers softy. "Can you tell me your name?"
The person on the other side sniffles. "Um I'm Evan."
"Hi Evan. I have to ask where are you right now, have you taken anything and have you hurt yourself?"
"I know the drill, Eddie.” Buck laughs sadly and it breaks Eddie's heart.
He continues, "I’m on the ledge by the Santa Monica pier. I’m not going to jump. I just like to imagine it. And I do have a razor and I was tempted to use it so I called. God, I just need to feel something."
"I understand–"
Evan interrupts him. "Do you though? Fuck, sorry I shouldn’t–"
"No. It’s okay. I have. I've struggled with suicidal and self harmful thoughts and two years ago, I called this helpline. This lovely woman named Maddie answered and pretty much saved my life."
no pressure tags: @steadfastsaturnsrings @monsterrae1 @epicbuddieficrecs @spotsandsocks @dangerpronebuddie @diazsdimples @actualalligator @father-salmon @elvensorceress and as always, an open tag 💕
let me know if you want to be added or removed
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honestlydarkprincess · 3 months
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Fuck It Friday!
tagged by @disasterbuckdiaz, @daffi-990, @buddierights, @devirnis
i have nothing sexy to offer because i still have writers block so have more of the airplane au that i just dusted off a few days ago
When Buck had agreed to change flights because of overbooking, he hadn’t been told that the flight they wanted him to switch to wasn’t for another four hours. By the time he boards the flight its with a scowl and bloodshot eyes. He’d just spent the last four hours sipping shitty coffee, draining the battery on his phone, and fighting a migraine.
Suffice to say, Buck was not happy. He needed to get home and he needed to get there fast. Going home to Pennsylvania to visit his parents had been a mistake. One he certainly wouldn’t be making again.
He had thought, naively apparently, that since he was comfortable with his new life in LA, had found some really good people to call family at the 118, that he wouldn’t have felt the desperate need for his parents approval anymore. It wasn’t his main goal like it had been when he was a teenager but he would admit it still stung that they seemed to be particularly adept at picking apart his life, letting him know everything he was doing wrong.
tagging: @bigfootsmom, @maygrantgf, @lovebuck, @hoodie-buck, @barbiediaz, @singlethread, @usersiren, @morganofthefairies, @swiftietartt, @monsterrae1, @loserdiaz, @wikiangela, @fortheloveofbuddie, @buckaroosheart, @giddyupbuck, @father-salmon, @underwater-ninja-13, @lover-of-mine, @eddiebabygirldiaz, @spotsandsocks, @malewifediaz, @spagheddiediaz, and @jeeyuns
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911prompts · 3 months
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Buck vaguely remembers his brother Danny, enough to remember that he was there one day and gone the next.
The weeks following Danny's departure is a whirlwind, and the community of Hershey rallies around the Buckley family. Thousands of volunteers walking fields, searching back roads - all looking for the 11 year old boy who never made it home from school.
Months pass without any leads, and months turn into years.
Maddie and Buck push past their brother's disappearance as much as they can while their parents are stuck in the house and community that took Danny in the vain hope that he'll find his way home.
It's not until Buck is with the 118 for a few years when the 118 respond to a disturbing call of people being held captive in the backyard of a house in their service area. The scene is jarring and even more life changing when the police walk past the 118 with a man and woman in handcuffs, a couple that look vaguely - then startling - familiar.
The couple who is seemingly the ones who've held these people captive were once neighbors of the Buckleys in Hershey. A couple who had brought the Buckley family casseroles during the first weeks of Danny's disappearance. A couple who had lived just a few doors down. A couple who would have been known and trusted by an 11 year old Danny Buckley.
What happened to Daniel Buckley?
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djdangerlove · 1 year
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I don’t know why I made this but here it is.
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thetalee · 2 months
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AU Idea:
Teenage Evan Buckley, homeless and alone in Los Angeles, trying to make a living running scams. Badly, because the boy still can't lie, but he's learning, damn it. And then enters Isabel Diaz, recently widowed and wanting nothing more than to say goodbye to her beloved
And Evan, well. He's gotta make a living, so he pretends like he can make that happen. And then he feels guilty about it afterwards, so he changes his mind and says it was free. But when she offers him a homecooked meal in payment, he takes it. Because he is, after all, a homeless runaway.
(Literal beggars can't be choosers.)
He thinks it's done, she got her closure, he can move on to scamming (or trying to scam) people with fatter pockets and who don't make him feel guilty for it. Except Isabel comes back, wanting to speak to her husband again.
And again, she pays in food.
And so, sensing that this is going to become a regular thing - and not someone who'll pass up a regular meal - Evan starts hitting up libraries to teach himself all the New Agey shit like Tarot cards et al.
Isabel's relatives are Very Curious (and Very Concerned) about this "psychic" who is very obviously scamming her. And then Very Confused when they learn he's just getting food from it.
(And then it turns out Isabel knew the entire time that Evan was faking it, but she spotted a homeless teenager and her grandmother instincts took over.
She just happens to be better at running a scam than him.)
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blurredbuddie · 30 days
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NEW FAVORITE FIC AS MOVIE POSTER
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I literally just finished reading this fic and fell in love with it so hard that I decided to create a movie poster about it. Thank you, @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels, for making this masterpiece. 
This fic truly rearranged the insides of my body in a good way (weird metaphor, but that's how I feel). I 100% know what's going to happen in the story, but it still pulled me into a trance.
AO3 Link: Racing with the Brakes Cut by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels
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gibuckaroo · 1 month
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the 118’s lame dads (hen is ever the coolest mom)
tweets
more of this
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(911 AU - Buck is a teenager and Athena and Bobby met him on a call and discover that his parents are never around and his sister moved away a while ago, so no one really takes care of him) Athena:...Well, we can't let him live like this. Bobby: Athena, he'll be fine! I mean, compared to the last burning house I was in, this place is Shangri-La wrapped in happy fun candy...! (Athena gives Bobby a Look) Bobby:...You know I'd like to help him. We don't have the money. Athena: Well, I suppose we could call social services. Bobby: Yeah. See, now, that's sensible. Athena: Yeah, they'll know what to do. Bobby: Yeah. Athena: After all, they take thousands of cases every year - So many, in fact, that they have to house them in GYMNASIUMS...! [starts to "cry") Bobby: Athena...! Athena(still fake-sobbing): With no heat! Bobby: - DAMNI IT, I AM TIRED OF BEING @#%*ING SANTA CLAUS!!! [Buck suddenly walks back into the room] Bobby:...BUCK, YOU EGT YOUR $&*% TOGETHER AND YOU GET YOUR ASS IN THE !@#DAMN CAR! WE'RE LEAVING! NOW, !@#DAMN IT! Buck(suddenly afraid, runs out to pack his stuff): OKAY....! Athena(smiles at Bobby):...You are just the sweetest man alive.
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mellaithwen · 1 year
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"For a true hero isn’t measured by the size of his strength, but by the strength of his heart..."
the buddie hercules!AU that I actually did sort of ask @littlespoonevan for ✨
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loveyouanyway · 3 months
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sentences sunday monday
started a new wip >:) the idea of it is buck's nonverbal and then he and eddie become best friends and buck says eddie's name for the first time and eddie cries tears of joy 🥹 bobby also adopted buck when he was young bc the trashleys didn't want a kid who didn't talk
Eddie walks into the library, glancing around for Christopher’s favourite librarian, Bobby.
He spots him by the computers, sitting next to a young man with dark blond hair full of loose curls.
Eddie walks over, reading the list of books Chris told him he wants— no, according to his son, it's a need.
“Hi Eddie,” Bobby greets without being able to see him. He’s got this weird sixth sense and can notice if someone’s behind him. It freaks the hell out of Eddie but he tries to act cool. Key word: tries.
The older man turns around and notices Eddie’s alone. “Chris at another sleepover?”
“Yeah,” he sighs.
Bobby hums. “It’s always rough when your kid realizes he doesn’t have to be with his dad all the time,” he says as if he can relate.
Eddie didn’t think Bobby had any kids but it seems like he was wrong.
tagged by @honestlydarkprincess @hippolotamus 🥰 tagging you back for today or tuesday if you have something to share!
no pressure tags: @steadfastsaturnsrings @monsterrae1 @loserdiaz @smilingbuckley @wikiangela @theotherbuckley @bucksbackwardcap @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @kaseysgirl86-blog @judehendr1ks and anyone who wants to share <3
let me know if you wanna be added or removed for my taglist!
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wildlife4life · 1 year
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WIP Wednesday
Tagged by @destielbuddiepipeline before it was even Wednesday for me. But now that I've actually been to bed and had some coffee, I was inspired by Temptation Tuesday and started this bad boy (just for @destielbuddiepipeline bc they got super excited for it, which made me excited so I put words to the screen.)
This is my Buck is an NFL quarterback and in a secret longterm relationship with Eddie, who is the newest member of the 118. Chim and the others are really curious about their new team member who has years of experience, shares little about his personal life, and never works a shift when the L.A. Rams have a home game.
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“HOLY SHIT!” Chimney shouts the moment the tweet pops up in his notifications. ESPN and the NFL app follow shortly after with the same breaking news.  One of the top quarterbacks in the league was coming to L.A. on a blockbuster trade.
“Put ESPN on!” Chimney demands as he pushes himself away from the kitchen table and quickly shuffles his way over to the lounge area.
Jefferson doesn’t hesitate and immediately changes the channel from the Bones rerun to a panel of sport analyst of ESPN.  Scrolling across the very bottom of the screen read, “Breaking News: Evan Buckley traded! Headed to Los Angeles Rams!”
“Oh my god! Our chances at the Super Bowl just skyrocketed!” Chimney exclaims in pure delight.  High fives are spread all around with those who actually appreciated the Rams.
In the distance a phone rings in the captain’s office.
“It’s official.” Maddie says over the phone. Eddie hums, watching the muted ESPN channel as the panel of several sports’ analyst freak out over the block buster trade. “And you’ve given your notice? To both districts?”
“Yea. Captain Royce is sad to see me go but thinks the change of scenery would do me good. Which I don’t know if I should be insulted or not.” Eddie answers.
Maddie is silent for a moment.  She was probably remembering how Eddie almost lost his life during rescue attempts after Hurricane Harvey. Or maybe she remembers the nasty custody battle he went through with Shannon just before she was killed in a hit and run. There was also Buck’s leg injury that almost ended his career and Maddie’s ex-husband trying to kill her only to end up dead himself.  There were several not-so-great memories wrapped up in Houston, but neither of them actually says it out loud.
But yea, the change of scenery would be good for all of them. The Texans just weren’t the team for Buck anymore and the L.A. Rams were just on the precipice of another Super Bowl run.  They believed Buck was one of only a handful of missing pieces to make it happen and Eddie could see by February next year Buck hoisting the Lombardi.
“LAFD is one of the top fire departments in the country.  They’ll be lucky to have you.” Maddie finally says.
Eddie laughs, “Well they may be just a little too excited. I’ve already been assigned a house even though we won’t be out there until end of May.”
“Oh? Which house?”
“118 with Captain Robert Nash.”
Ya'll I even made a fake tweet with an actual sports person who basically has all the inside information for the NFL. He always breaks the big NFL news first. This will probably end up being a long one shot. The timeline is an odd mix of canon 9-1-1 and actual NFL events mixed all together.
Also it pains me greatly to make another NFL team so amazing and win the Super Bowl that isn't the Kansas City Chiefs. But since they won this year, the pain is less.
Tagging: @ebdaydreamer @buddiefication
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911prompts · 3 months
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On one starry night in Pennsylvania, Maddie Buckley and her brother Daniel, met a boy who brought them on the most marvelous adventures. With just a bit of faerie dust and happy thoughts, they fly out of their bedroom following the little boy called Buck.
The three of them go on grand adventures from mermaids to pirates, flying to swimming. The magical young Buck is fearless and happy to find these friends hoping they’d stay with him forever.
The dream doesn’t last - there’s no mistaking the rattling cough that shakes Daniel’s body and the concerned furrow of Maddie’s brow.
Daniel needs help that he can’t get in Neverland.
In the days and weeks following their adventure in Neverland, Buck periodically visits his new friends.
Until one day, there was only Maddie.
Being an ever loyal friend to the Buckley children, Buck decides to keep a close eye on Maddie through her heartbreak.
A month after Daniel’s death, Buck discovers that he can no longer fly without Tink’s help.
Two months after, the boy who never wanted to grow up decides he must … for the boy who never got the chance.
Or;
Buck is Peter Pan AU - he’s not actually Maddie’s brother but they’ve been so close since Daniel’s death, they might as well be. Buck still goes on his travels and it’s less about running away and more about discovering everything he stopped himself from wanting. He still writes postcards to Maddie about his adventures; Maddie still marries Doug; they both still end up in LA; Buck still is fired and rehired by Bobby - after so many years of being a boy it takes him a hot minute for adulthood and maturity to sink in
The only difference really is that Buck has more fantastical stories to tell Christopher and Jee-Yun. He’s a bit more fearless and that much more brave.
Sometimes he’ll think of about Tink and the rest at pixie hollow, wonder how the mermaids are doing, imagine the taste of the feasts he’d have in Neverland. But then he’ll look around at a gathering at Bobby’s with the 118 and be so grateful for the life that he’s been given.
Peter Pan quotes for inspiration under the cut ;)
“Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting.”
“All children, except one, grow up.”
"To die will be an awfully big adventure.”
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spotsandsocks · 9 months
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Fuck it Friday
Tagged by @heartbeatdiaz with the cutest snippet and @honestlydarkprincess and @panbuckley who appear to be trying to put the F into Fuck it Friday with some hot little snippets. Thought I’d join in with them and give you a sexy scene from Good Knight Sweet Prince 167K (completed) and if this tempts you to read the whole thing I would not be sad. I think you’d like it!! Honestly 😍
This is about half way through the fic and we have sexual tension in chapt 9 and the breaking of it in chapt 10- links to it here or a snippet below to lure you in to maybe the best and definitely longest thing I’ve written 😂 after all I’ve managed to convert @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy to the whole fantasy genre 😂
Chapter 9 & 10
Eddie’s lost all sense, all reason. Buck’s stolen every single thought in his head. His heart pounds wildly, out of rhythm, out of his control. He’s never felt anything like this.
He’s saying things he shouldn’t, touching Buck when he should be stepping away, wanting what he knows he can’t have. Eddie’s never wanted anything as much as he wants this; him.
He’s tried to warn him, step away but all he’s done is step closer, touch more. Eddie just admitted what he wants out loud but it’s still not too late to stop, one more warning escapes his lips.
“We shouldn’t.”
Buck agrees with him. It’s like being stabbed but it’s a good thing, sensible. Safe. He’ll go now, leave. Just as soon as he drags his hand away from his Prince's softly parted lips. He’ll keep his heart intact, and Buck’s too. Eddie’s going to do the right thing and leave. Protect his Prince one last time. Keep them both safe.
He lets his hand falls away. Takes a step backwards ready to leave. Then Buck whispers,
“Don’t go.”
His heart stops.
“Eddie please, please, just once.”
And he’s done being safe.
Buck can’t help himself, the words slip free, he’ll beg if that’s what’s needed to get what he wants.
“Don’t go. Eddie please, please, just once’
It’s the song that sings in his blood, the desperate wish in his heart and then miraculously against all his expectations, his wish is granted.
The words have scarcely left his lips when his breath is stolen. The distance between their bodies vanishing in an instant, replaced between one heartbeat and the next with Eddie's mouth; Eddie finally, finally kissing him. Everything else disappears, no more pain, no more hurt or worries, no more thoughts of what will come next, just this, just him. Just them.
Eddie’s warm and real and so close, lips touching, hands holding, clinging to his hips, kissing him like he was always meant to do.
It’s the most wonderfully overwhelming thing he’s ever experienced; hot lips pressed into his, the softest push of tongue, gentle but insistent. He says yes, to the question Eddie’s asking with his body and opens to him, pulls him closer. It’s the moment he’s been dreaming of, ever since he saw him leaning against that wall on his birthday. The moment he hasn’t been able to get out of his head since they sat by the fire, since they stood steeped in moonlight. Six years of emptiness filled in a single moment.
There’s no thought to his actions, Buck submits willingly to instinct and desire as he learns how Eddie tastes. He sinks into the embrace, the sensations he’s drowning in weaken his knees. Eddie responds to the stumble with an arm that tightens around his waist. He holds him up, pulls him even closer. Buck knows he makes a noise that’s low and needy. It’s raw and honest, it reveals everything Eddie does to his heart, his mind, his body. He’d be embarrassed but it’s obviously appreciated because the kiss deepens and the arm around him flexes, trying to pull him even closer still, it’s not possible though, they're already so close that they might as well be one person.
The initial onslaught of Eddie’s mouth eventually slows and then it’s not one kiss like he asked for, it’s a series of soft gentle movements across his mouth. A hand travels from his waist upward until it’s helping to guide him into more kisses than he ever dared hope for. Eddie’s lips touch and leave his, returning again and again to leave trails of tingling heat over skin turned suddenly sensitive. Buck whimpers again as the kisses overwhelm every part of him. Eddie kisses like they have forever not just this one moment. Eddie kisses him like he loves him.
It’s nothing he expected this moment to be, it’s better. A soft sigh of utter contentment leaves him as Eddie’s mouth works its magic. Buck follows where he leads, opening more to the gentle pressure against his lips, letting Eddie’s tongue tease and stroke, over and over again. He lets him take and give what he needs, what they both need. More desperate little whimpers escape, he can’t stop the helpless needy sounds that leak out as waves of pleasure flow up and down his spine, sinking into soul. He’ll never be the same again. Not after this and he doesn’t want to be, he’s being remade anew in this moment.
He moans louder, a gasp of delight and surprise as the sharpness of teeth join the array of sensations flooding him. The pulse of feeling echos lower, he’s already aching to be touched there and Eddie’s biting kisses just make it stronger. His lip gets caught and held for a moment between Eddie’s teeth before he moves to nuzzle and nip at the hinge of his jaw, and work his way slowly lower. Lips and teeth combine making his hips twitch and jerk helplessly. There’s a desperate ache building, more longing for Eddie’s hands on him, for more pressure, more heat. He has Eddie’s mouth descending along the curve of his neck, kisses alternating with the nips of his teeth and the wet warmth leaves a hot trail on his skin. He hopes it leaves a mark, he hopes for purple stains that linger. He twists to get more, silently begging for something that will last longer than tonight but he knows it doesn’t matter how much more he gets, it won’t ever satisfy him. Each new sensation sparks against his skin. He’s never been kissed like this before, never been held and needed like this, like he’s precious and desired for everything he is. Like he’s seen and loved anyway.
His own hands are burried in Eddie’s hair, holding onto him, not tightly, not even guiding him. Eddie can pull away if he wants, he has complete control and Buck likes it that way, he’s just holding onto as much of him as he can for as long as he can. He does take advantage of the traction to push his hips forward and is rewarded by a shudder and gasp against his neck as Eddie feels how hard he is, feels what this kiss has already done to his body. How much he wants.
Chapter 10 to carry on and see what other things they do to each other 😏
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meep-meep-richie · 9 months
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❛ 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦'𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦'𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵.❜
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