#inspiration?????? saturday

[filet-o-feelings]

okay, I opened the doc... what next?

(counting this as my inspiration Saturday... it's more of plea for inspiration but it's what I'm working with. Anyway, thanks for the tags @hippolotamus and @lemonlyman-dotcom 🥰)

#I haven't worked on this in over 2 months helppp #fuck it I'm on vacation I got a glass of wine and I'm gonna try to remember what this fic is even about #library boy #inspiration?????? saturday #maybe I need someone to beta this and give me a push #but it's so long even I don't want to read it in it's current state in order to edit so I don't want to ask anyone lmao #anyway if anyone is up to the task of reading 30k words of an unfinished disaster fic dm me I guess? #okay I'm going to force myself to at the very least look at the doc without looking at tumblr or my phone for... 15 minutes minimum #maybe something will happen? #sigh here goes I'm going really I am definitely not lingering in the tags to avoid it even longer nope not me never

[shitouttabuck]

buckley-diazes in 7x01 abandon ships

#all of u offering heartwrenching scene breakdowns and inspired dialogue analysis: i owe you my whole life and i offer u this #happy saturday i napped and woke up and remembered we have them back and ive been goofy smiling to myself all evening #911 #911 spoilers #mine #soz chris

[bethfuller]

the wayfarer and their destination

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#inspiration behind this one is the 26k walk i did around the irish countryside on saturday #anyway i missed drawing my hooded wandering dude!! those of you who have followed me for a while may remember him #also this is very important : i will not upload any more art before i have all my commissions done and sent. you've all been incredible #and so patient #ok goodnight #art #sketch #landscape #artists on tumblr #krita #bethfuller #Digital Illustration #digital drawing #digital art #Illustration #fantasy #ireland #djcad

[loserdiaz]

tagged by the lovelies @spotsandsocks and @tizniz 🩷

here's a little more of my latest wip and a moodboard to go with it <33 ( it will have a happy ending, i promise!)

The thing is, Eddie will admit, losing Buck never really felt like a real possibility for him.

Even with all the miscommunication, the misunderstandings, the girlfriends in the middle, the fights, the arguments in grocery stores, the near death experiences and the actual death experiences— deep down, Eddie's always had this certainty that somehow, he and Buck would make it through.

Even when he'd been so much that he actually nearly punched him in the aisles of a grocery store, next to fucking cat laxative; even when he's been sitting next to a hospital bed and holding Buck's limp had in his, crying over what ifs and what could've beens… even then, Eddie'd thought: "He'll live, I'll live. We'll figure it out. We're a team. We'll be okay."

When he'd been bleeding out in the middle of the street in LA, with blood pooling out of him like a river— for a moment he thought that was it. But then Buck reached for his hand, pulled him in and into the fire truck and Eddie'd felt safe. 'Buck's got me,' he'd thought. It might have been naive from him, even a little foolish. But it's not like Eddie believed there was a higher power out there trying to keep them together or whatever. Eddie never really believed in magic or the universe, in fairy tales that simply didn't happen in real life.

He believed in Buck, though. Eddie believed that they were so intertwined, their lives weaving together so closely and fitting so well and naturally, like a perfect tapestry.

He probably should've known better. (He usually knows better, but Buck's managed to break every structure, every carefully constructed wall that Eddie's ever built for himself. Buck's always been infuriating like that, Eddie thinks.)

"You're sulking." Sophia snaps him back to reality with a slight slap in the back of his head and a scowl. "Stop it." "My fiancé can't even remember my name and it's our wedding day, Sophia." Eddie snaps, maybe a little too sharp and cutting but he can't help it. "I think I have the right to sulk."

"You're Buck and Eddie," His sister waves his concerns away with a simple gesture of her hand like it's that easy. Like Eddie's entire world hadn't crumbled down this morning and now he's standing in the ruins of what used to be his relationship. "You'll be okay."

no pressure tag: @evanbegins @wildlife4life @monsterrae1 @buckaroosheart @buddierights @hoodie-buck @honestlydarkprincess @bigfootsmom @eddiebabygirldiaz @spaceprincessem @malewifediaz @housewifebuck @devirnis @dijkstraspath @exhuastedpigeon @kitteneddiediaz @the-likesofus @jesuisici33 @thewolvesof1998 @hippolotamus @tails89 @rogerzsteven @rainbow-nerdss @heartshapedvows @disasterbuckdiaz @watchyourbuck @steadfastsaturnsrings @messyhairdiaz @elvensorceress @jeeyuns @underwater-ninja-13 @daffi-990 @theotherbuckley @maygrantgf @athenagranted and anyone else who wants to <333

#evan buckley #eddie diaz #buck x eddie #buddie #buddie fic #buddie wip #911 wip #911 fic #inspiration saturday #911 abc #911 on abc #my writing

[passing-moments]

this new backrooms update is real weird

pricklestar and flowerpaw belong to @brightclan

#as a liminal space (and by proxy backrooms) enthusiast brightclan is a very fun concept to me #i hope nothing bad happens to these kitty cats #[looks at the kane pixels inspiration knowingly] #anyways im gonna be doing a thing where im gonna try and draw fanart for other clangen blogs every saturday #saturday fanart #not a moon #out of character #art for others #ask to tag

[bigfootsmom]

If you write a fic of buck being obsessed with tommys hands i will kiss you

So where’s my kiss, anon? I’ve given in and started writing another bucktommy fic <3 I’m using this as my inspiration saturday post! Thank you to @try-set-me-on-fire, @honestlydarkprincess, @tizniz, @loserdiaz, @monsterrae1, @underwaterninja13, @hoodie-buck for tagging me <3 <3 <3

Buck can’t stop thinking about Tommy’s hands.

To be fair, there are a lot of things about Tommy that are constantly on Buck’s mind. The flutter of Tommy’s lashes when he looks down, the way his smile goes crooked when he’s particularly pleased, the curve of his waist, the sheer size of his chest, and the coiled strength that Buck can see right underneath his skin— Buck could go on.

There’s just something about Tommy’s hands. Buck just doesn’t know what it is about them that has him so enraptured.

Hands have never been something he’s focused on before with his partners, but with Tommy he can’t not notice them. He finds himself drawn to the strong lines of Tommy’s fingers, the ridges and valleys of his knuckles, the way he can see the veins and tendons shifting under Tommy’s skin whenever he reaches out to touch Buck.

The first time Tommy wraps his hand around Buck’s, twisting their fingers together as they wait in line for a movie, Buck’s stomach does a somersault as butterflies erupt behind his breastbone. He feels bubbly and light and can’t stop smiling. Tommy’s hand is big and warm around his, his hard won calluses gently rasping over the sensitive skin of his palm. It sends a shiver down his spine, leaving him feeling giddy.

Buck can’t stop staring at where they’re hands are connected, even when they’re seated in the dark theater and Buck can only see the vague outline of Tommy’s fingers. In the flashes of light from the movie screen, Buck marvels at how Tommy’s hand makes his look small.

It is past midnight for me so I won’t be tagging anyone, but if you’re reading this and you want to post something go for it!!

#inspiration saturday #tag game #molly got mail #bucktommy #kinkley #Evan Buckley #tommy kinard #911 fic #911 #anonymous

[honestlydarkprincess]

Inspiration Saturday!

tagged by @spotsandsocks, @disasterbuckdiaz !!

once again I don't have a moodboard, idk how y'all do it i'm in awe i suck at those things, so have a lil snip snip from the airplane au!

“Hi,” Eddie started slowly, focusing his attention on the older man with a kind face. “I’m a friend of Buck’s and—”

“You wouldn’t happen to be Eddie, would you?” The guy with spikey black hair interrupted him, snapping his gum as he finished his question. The woman beside him nudged him and gave him a look for interrupting. The guy gave Eddie an apologetic look.

Eddie paid the interruption no mind, he was too caught off guard. “Yeah— uh, I am. How do you know that?”

“You look exactly like Buck described you. I’m Hen,” Hen said, getting up from her seat to shake Eddie’s hand.

The others got up too. “I’m Chimney,” said the guy with the gum, a happy grin on his face. “And this is Maddie, Buck’s sister,” Chimney said, his arm around the woman who had nudged him.

“Nice to meet you, Eddie,” Maddie said warmly, giving him a soft smile.

“Bobby Nash,” The older man introduced, shaking Eddie’s hand firmly. “We’ve heard a lot about you Eddie.”

“Oh? Really?” Eddie was blushing. He could feel the tips of his ears burning. “Buck talks about me?”

“He doesn’t shut up about you,” Chimney said before letting out an oof as Hen elbowed him on his other side. “What?”

“Be cool,” Hen murmured.

tagging: @bigfootsmom, @watchyourbuck, @maygrantgf, @lovebuck, @princessfbi, @loserdiaz, @monsterrae1, @devirnis, @underwater-ninja-13, @father-salmon, @giddyupbuck, @exhuastedpigeon, @bucktits, @hoodie-buck, @sunshinediaz, @puppyboybuckley, @spagheddiediaz, @goforkinard, @jealous-buck, @lover-of-mine, @eddiebabygirldiaz, and @epicbuddieficrecs

#the airplane au #jess.writes #my writing #my wips #buddie #buddie wip #firefam #eddie diaz #evan buckley #chimney han #hen wilson #maddie buckley #bobby nash #911 #911 abc #911 on abc #911 wip #inspiration saturday

[canisalbus]

Just want to say that you’re genuinely one of my favourite artists. Would decorate my home framed images of your work and walk around looking at them like I was in a posh gallery with a fine wine.

.

#thank you! #answered #anonymous #no for real I relate a lot #that's what I do at my place #I collect pretty and unique and inspiring objects and then just sort of walk around looking at them and feeling good about it #thinking how lucky I am to share my living space with them #I went to a small antique fair last saturday and bought a stack of old photos and postcards (mostly from late 1800's) #an anatomical school chart with dog skeleton on it (from first half of 1900's) #a pewter brooch (from early 40's) #an enamel mug (from late 60's or early 70's) #and a spoon carved from reindeer antler (from 1976)

[dangerpronebuddie]

Inspiration Saturday!!

Tagged by @theotherbuckley @diazsdimples who both posted INCREDIBLE stuff y'all should show some love 🩷💚

I'm focusing on Eddie's second oh moment right now, but the other night I was writing for my Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries AU and decided to try something... I made my first moodboard!!! I like it, but I might change it up a bit as I keep writing for it.

Ta da!! And here's a snippet to go with it:

Buck crouched and opened the cabinet by the sink. An opened box of pink packets sat turned on its side in the cabinet. The box read Nerve Powders. Something at the back of his mind told him there was more to it than that. A sharp knock echoed off the tile in the bathroom. “This lavatory is fully occupied!” Buck called as he closed the cabinet, stowing away a few packets in his jacket. “Police! Open up!” Damn. Buck stood and opened the door, plastering on his charming smile. Good Christ. Detective Diaz from a distance was a sight to behold in itself. Up close? Adonis wouldn't stand a chance. Coffee brown eyes shone in the light streaming in from the window. A wayward wave fell across his forehead, the only thing out of place in his otherwise immaculate appearance. His bone structure was beyond perfect.

He carried himself with a relaxed confidence Buck spent years faking. How this man achieved it? Buck didn't know. “You must be the detective,” Buck said. “Apologies for my urgent call of nature.” “You do realize this is an active crime scene,” Detective Diaz pointed out. Wow, even his voice was gorgeous. “Forgive me, detective,” Buck smiled. “It's very fortunate I'm wearing gloves, is it not?” Diaz stepped past Buck and stared at the chalk outline on the floor, his brow furrowed in concentration, the smallest pout on his lips. Buck turned to the officer standing near the doorway. “Do you think it was poison?” “Most likely,” the officer nodded. “We have yet to determine the cause of death,” Detective Diaz said with a pointed look at his officer. Oh, what Buck wouldn't do to see the man be a little mean to him too. Buck honestly hoped Detective Diaz would arrest him. Buck could show him a thing or two with those handcuffs. Not that he’d ever voice that thought out loud.

Absolutely no pressure tagging: @13shadesofanni @lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @loveyouanyway @thekristen999

@daffi-990 @wikiangela @kitteneddiediaz @steadfastsaturnsrings @ronordmann

@exhuastedpigeon @spagheddiediaz @actuallyitsellie @tizniz @fortheloveofbuddie

@bidisasterevankinard @rainbow-nerdss @wildlife4life @hippolotamus @daniwib

@alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @likeamollusconarock @smallandalmosthonest @idealuk @jshadow01

@shipperqueen6 @lunarspark-cos @misshiss727 @weareallstoriesintheend11 @lin27 @orangeboxfox92 and anyone else who wants to share!! 🥰🩷

#911 #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buddie #911 abc #9-1-1 #fanfic #my writing #mfmm au #buddie wip #911 wip #inspiration saturday

[monsterrae1]

🧶inspiration Saturday 🧶

Tagged all through the week by @disasterbuckdiaz @wikiangela @jesuisici33 @hippolotamus @tizniz @giddyupbuck @daffi-990 @exhuastedpigeon @rogerzsteven @eddiebabygirldiaz @spotsandsocks @elvensorceress @hoodie-buck @watchyourbuck @buddierights @malewifediaz @sherlockcrossing @wildlife4life @theotherbuckley thank you besties!

I had this thought about crocheter Buck and NICU babies last night and it hasn't left me alone so here i am with yet another crocheter Buck WIP

I'm still thinking if i wanna make it a sequel to my other crocheter Buck fic, or a completely new fic, we'll see.

Tagging idk who ever wants to do this? @the-likesofus @shortsighted-owl @heartshapedvows @devirnis @father-salmon @underwater-ninja-13 @honestlydarkprincess @bigfootsmom @spaceprincessem @spagheddiediaz @prettyboybuckley @housewifebuck @buckaroosheart @thewolvesof1998 @steadfastsaturnsrings and the loml @loserdiaz

#inspiration saturday #buddie #buddie wip #wip crocheter buck #im leaning towards making it a sequel just cause i dont wanna do much back story

[hippolotamus]

Eddie’s thumb hovers over the location dropdown in the weather app, just like every day. And just like all those other days he allows himself to click it. The list unfolds as he huffs a humorless chuckle at how much it’s grown.

When he got his first cell, the only place he ever needed was current location. Technically, it’s still the only one he needs. Regardless he’s continued adding to it through the years. Hershey, Virginia Beach, a couple random towns in the Carolinas, Georgia and Florida. Fucking Sundance, Wyoming. All because he gave up pretending he doesn’t need to know.

It’s sunny, mid-50s today. A nice break for the time of year. Eddie scrolls through the upcoming week, noting a heavy snowstorm hitting in a few days. His nose wrinkles and he begins to worry his bottom lip between his teeth. Another thing born out of pure habit.

Not for the first time he types out a few messages before deleting them again. Eddie doesn’t even know if he’s got the right number. It’s been nearly three years since they exchanged anything at all. Not since Eddie could have manned up and told Shannon he could be a father, but not a husband. Not her husband, anyway.

He could have just been honest and said what he wanted when she finally decided to show up in her second trimester. He and Evan could have continued building a life together. But Eddie’s never claimed to be smart. Especially when it comes to all the bullshit his own dad drilled into his head about responsibility and honor and god knows what the fuck else. In the end it was too sticky to let go, trapping him like a spider web.

He can’t even say it was worth it because she loves him and they’re making it work for the sake of Christopher. Because why would that have happened? Instead all he got was a tour in Afghanistan, divorce papers (not that he’s surprised or blames her at all) and coming back to an empty house. Well, not totally empty. He’s got a son he’s still getting to know outside of a screen and shitty internet connection. A son he could have been raising with the love of his life this whole time.

Hope your coat’s warm enough, cowboy he types.

“Daddy!” Chris babbles from the floor, using Eddie’s pant leg to pull himself to standing. His toothy smile is on full display while he looks up at Eddie like he hung the goddamn moon and stars.

“Hey there little man.” Eddie tosses his phone to the side in favor of picking up his son and arranging him on his lap. Chris snatches up the yellow car from the next couch cushion, choosing to run it in a small loop over Eddie’s forearm, shoulder and chest. “Where are you off to today? Big race?”

Chris shakes his head vigorously. “Outer space,” he says as though that should have been obvious.

Eddie chuckles to himself. “Of course. How long until liftoff?”

There’s no answer as plastic wheels continue zooming along until Chris decides he’d rather be on the floor again. Eddie loosely assists as his son climbs back down. Some days are more difficult than others, but he tries to follow the physical therapist’s advice to let Chris do as much as he can by himself. She says it won’t do either of them any good in the long run. Eddie can certainly see the wisdom in that even if he’s constantly itching to roll Chris in layers of bubble wrap.

He blindly grabs for his phone, buzzing from the coffee table. “Hello?”

At first there’s complete silence and he winces thinking it’s yet another telemarketer. Before he can check he hears rustling, like someone’s covering the mouthpiece.

“Hello?” He asks again, more insistent this time.

“Uh, sorry. Didn’t think you’d actually pick up.”

Eddie thinks he might drop the phone. Or throw up. Maybe both? Probably both.

“Evan?”

tagged by the lovely and talented @monsterrae1 @spotsandsocks for Inspiration Saturday (go check their posts, I’m very excited) Instead of working on anything current, I wrote this instead. Not sure I have any actual plans to expand it, I just had to get it out of my system, y’know? So, bon appetit or whatever 💖

no pressure tagging (lmk if you want added or removed) @stereopticons @this-is-bwr @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @disasterbuckdiaz @wikiangela @tizniz @theotherbuckley @elvensorceress @apothecarose @barbiediaz @buckaroosheart @buddierights @chaosandwolves @daffi-990 @diazsdimples @eowon @fortheloveofbuddie @gayedmundodiaz @giddyupbuck @heartshapedvows @honestlydarkprincess @hoodie-buck @indestructibleheart @jesuisici33 @ladydorian05 @lemonzestywrites @loserdiaz @spaceprincessem @statueinthestone @steadfastsaturnsrings @the-likesofus @theplaceyoustillrememberdreaming @thewolvesof1998 @vanillahigh00 @watchyourbuck @weewootruck @wildlife4life @your-catfish-friend @epicbuddieficrecs

#evan buckley #eddie diaz #christopher diaz #alternate timeline #eddie is a great dad #hippo writes #buddie wip #maybe???? #buddie ficlet #possibly??? #idk #inspiration saturday #fic: you can plan for a change in the weather and time #divorced eddie diaz

[concord-and-cliches]

full of t-shots or perhaps simply just one Very Large t-shot [id in alt!]

#i continue to believe in milly is the tallest supremacy #s/o to my friend newt for inspiring the caption ily #contra art #fanart #comic #trigun #milly thompson #nicholas d. wolfwood #meryl stryfe #vash the stampede #vashwood #nicholas d wolfwood #vash #wolfwood #millymeryl #merylmilly #meryl x milly #vash x wolfwood #can this count for #stampede saturday

[exhuastedpigeon]

⚾️ Inspiration Saturday ⚾️

The baseball AU is (unsurprisingly) inspired by the inherent homoeroticism in baseball, especially between a pitcher and catcher.

“I-I think I need quiet today,” Buck said when he dropped his bag into his locker. Eddie got in early for the home opener instead of pacing around his house like he’d spent the early morning doing, he was already dressed for the game and doing his pre-game routine of reviewing the starting lineup for the Rockies.  “We can do quiet,” Eddie looked up at Buck with a small smile to remind him that he was there and he had his back. “Get dressed and I’ll go kick everyone out of the lounge.” “I don’t want to-” “Buck, what's the game day rule?” “Don’t touch Richardson’s bat?” “Buck,” Eddie gave Buck the bitchiest look he could muster while trying not to smile at him.  “Don’t mess with the starting pitcher on game day,” Buck finally met Eddie’s gaze as he said it.  “Damn straight,” Eddie grinned and put a hand gently on Buck’s shoulder, his thumb on his collarbone. He couldn’t help but gently rub his thumb back and forth as he spoke. “So I’m going to clear out the lounge, you’re going to get dressed, and then we’re going to give you some quiet.” Eddie squeezed Buck’s shoulder once before he walked to the lounge and cleared out the guys who were playing video games on the couch. “Buckley needs quiet so I’m taking the room boys.” The room cleared out so quickly it was like Eddie had dropped a stink bomb. Ravi and Albert clapped Eddie on the shoulder as they walked out of the lounge. Bobby was the last out of the room, his uniform already on but shirt not buttoned.  “Buck hasn’t had a quiet start in a while,” Bobby said quietly, eyes soft.  “I’ve got him,” Eddie was just as quiet. “You know I’ve got him.” “I know you do,” Bobby pulled Eddie into a quick hug before leaving the lounge. Eddie followed him and watched as Buck finished putting on his uniform. The rest of the team was quiet, clearly giving Buck what Eddie had told them he needed.

Tagged by @spotsandsocks @devirnis @monsterrae1 :)

No pressure tagging @watchyourbuck @loserdiaz @rosieposiepuddingnpie @thewolvesof1998 @daffi-990 @wildlife4life @malewifediaz @butchdiaz @spagheddiediaz @eddiebabygirldiaz @911-on-abc @wikiangela @rainbow-nerdss @jeeyuns @cal-daisies-and-briars @steadfastsaturnsrings @puppyboybuckley @epicbuddieficrecs @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @acountrygirlsfun @actualalligator @theplaceyoustillrememberdreaming @tizniz @honestlydarkprincess @fortheloveofbuddie @elvensorceress @buddierights @disasterbuckdiaz and anyone else who wants to share!

#buddie #inspiration saturday #buddie wip #wip: base on balls

[phoenixyfriend]

"SNL is so much worse than it used to be, it's like the writers aren't even trying"

IDK man, maybe SNL has always been full of great episodes and bad episodes and mixed episodes that have both shining skits and flops you don't remember, and you just forgot the bad ones from back in the day because of recency bias. And also maybe some of the hosts just care and try way less than others, or have their own ideas about what the skits should be about, and the writers are doing their dang best with what they have to work with.

#back to back we had sydney sweeny who didn't seem to be trying at all. and josh brolin who appears to be putting his entire dussy into it #snl #saturday night live #sometimes you get an amazing host like Daniel Craig or Adam Driver who really enjoys doing the work and inspires some great skits. #and sometimes. you get a shane gillis episode. and you just gotta live with that #phoenix talks

[daffi-990]

Fuck it Friday

Tagged by @diazsdimples who posted a whole ass fic! Go and give it a read, it’s a fun one 😁

Have some more from when your heart releases, you won’t fall to pieces aka the Eddie breakdown fic. The writing beans aren’t beaning for this wip, even though I’d really like them to be. Still .. thought I’d share something I wrote for it a little ways back (this is just after the scene from canon where Eddie says he’s scared he’ll never feel normal again.)

“What if I can’t find normal again? What if this is my new normal, Buck?”

“I’ll still be here. I promised to have your back and I meant it. Nothing is going to scare me away from you.”

Away from loving you.

Eddie’s eyes widen slightly, his mouth going a bit slack as he stares at Buck in a way that looks an awful lot like awe. Buck’s starting to think maybe he said that last part out loud. It doesn’t matter though, because it’s true. Nothing he learns about Eddie will scare him away. Every bruised and scarred piece of Eddie that he’s ever been shown has been carefully gathered up and placed with the others, all held within the safety of Buck’s heart, their edges slotting in perfectly beside his own.

Buck clears his throat to break the moment, now is not the time for Buck to cut himself open and pour his love and devotion for Eddie out at his feet. Not when Eddie is so fragile and Buck has a girlfriend.

Girlfriend.

He has to keep reminding himself of that, which is probably not a good sign about the vitality of their relationship. But now is not the time to think about that either. Right now he needs to focus on Eddie and making sure he’s okay. Hopefully convince him to get some sleep, because he looks like shit. Buck thinks there may be bags under the bags under his eyes.

“Right. You’re going to shower and then you’re going to sleep. Everything else can wait until the morning, okay?”

“And you’ll be here? In the morning?” Eddie’s voice sounds so small. Buck’s heart cracks at the sound of it.

“I told you,” Buck reaches across the table and squeeze his hands, “m’not going anywhere.”

No pressure tagging: @steadfastsaturnsrings @hippolotamus @wildlife4life @nmcggg @puppyboybuckley @wikiangela @watchyourbuck @rainbow-nerdss @exhuastedpigeon @elvensorceress @eddiebabygirldiaz @evanbegins @spotsandsocks @thewolvesof1998 @theotherbuckley @try-set-me-on-fire @tizniz @rewritetheending @athenagranted @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @monsterrae1 @malewifediaz @spagheddiediaz @devirnis @disasterbuckdiaz @fiona-fififi @giddyupbuck @fortheloveofbuddie @hoodie-buck @homerforsure @honestlydarkprincess @jeeyuns @jesuisici33 @bekkachaos @lover-of-mine @loserdiaz @ladydorian05 @captain-hen and anyone else I may have missed or who wants to share something!

#fic: when your heart release you won’t fall to pieces #daffi writes #Idk how I’m feeling about this snippet #but I didn’t know what else I could share cos I don’t wanna share all the really good stuff ya know? #buddie wip #buddie #we’ll see what my Saturday morning run brings tomorrow .. inspiration seems to strike during that

[wolf-king-art]

BH but what if they were dogs

#critical role #bells hells #my art #actually they aren't all dogs #fearne is a real wolf #this is not inspired by anything particular but i do think it has the vibe of a saturday morning cartoon. #i'd have been obsessed with it when i was 10