Listen, I’ve done the thinking and buddie won’t get together this season. no. Buck and Tommy will have a nice little relationship. Probably for the entire season. It will hopefully end amicably. For them at least. Now, Eddie is gonna pine like a dog. He’s gonna ruin his friendship with Tommy, maybe even Buck for awhile. He breaks up with his girlfriend. We’re in season eight now. Buck has a new girlfriend, she’s fine they don’t last long. Eddie is slowly figuring things out. Buck has a hookup with a man. After that hookup he realizes that Eddie Diaz is the one for him. End of season eight. Onto nine. Eddie has had a revelation due to the hookup Buck had last season and maybe input from Christopher. He’s in love with Buck. Very loud pining for the entirety of the season and they kiss at the end of season nine
They're getting ready to jump out the window when TK hears the sirens. He laughs and buries his face in his hands. "We're gonna be okay, Carlos. We're gonna be okay!"
Carlos doesn't respond. Help is here, but he has no idea the state his condo is in or how long it'll take the firefighters to reach them. Already the flames are licking closer than he'd like. He grabs their shirts from the floor to cover their mouths and noses with, but his catches aflame as he picks it up. Carlos is forced to drop it instead of use it to breathe through, his fingers blistering and his chest tight.
Without hesitation, TK drags him closer and helps him cover his face as they sink down low to the ground where the smoke isn't as bad.
He's getting dizzy fast, and he's drenched in sweat from the heat. Carlos doesn't want to die. He starts sobbing, which doesn't help the situation, and prays that they'll be found.
Finally, at the last moment, their door is kicked in. Black and yellow turnouts flood his vision. Someone picks him up in surprisingly strong arms. He leans his head against their shoulder, the harsh material of the turnout rough against his cheek.
"Stay with me here, Carlos," the firefighter tells him, and he registers that it's Marjan. He didn't know she could carry him, but he supposes he shouldn't be so surprised. As they walk toward the front door, he realizes he can't hear anyone saying the same to TK and starts to panic. "Carlos, hey, relax. It's okay. We're getting you out."
"TK-"
"Is right behind us with Judd. Focus on you right now."
Some of you may have heard, I was informed today that I had two days to find new housing. Fortunately for us, and due to the help of our good friend, we were able to secure housing. We found a good place that's within walking distance of our university and in our price range. The best news? @softmarwani and I get the keys on Friday to our new home!
This is huge for us, as it's our first time with a real place to call our own. We've been in University Housing since leaving home. And we're doing it together, which is what matters most. We do have first month's rent and our security deposit covered, but that doesn't leave us much in the way of household essentials. We don't have any furniture yet (though we do have a bed on the way from a family member within the next week or so) and we don't have a lot of household essentials that we didn't need in the dorm. We also don't have nearly enough in the way of personal touches because in University housing, you get a room and that's it.
As such, we have put together a list of things we want and need- it's the same list we were using when we moved into the big hall together this year, but with more things added that we now need or that we didn't get the first time around. Obviously, no one is at all required or pressured to contribute if they don't want to or are unable to. We just know that we need a bit of help right now, so we're asking our friends and family to help us turn our new house into a home.
Anyone who contributes to this can DM me to recieve some content of their choice as thanks! (Usual request rules apply.)
While we are having an actual housewarming party this weekend, we wanted to hold a digital house party as well for our family who can't come, and for our beloved friends and mutuals who'd like to see the new place and hang out. The digital house warming will be around 7pm EST on Saturday, October 2nd, hosted via zoom. This link will be available by discord message or dm only.
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Thank you to those who comforted me during the emotional turmoil of the day.
i see your need to write for black!au and raise you the fact that your EWB nightmare square is still blank 👀👀 id love to see death of a loved one too. whatever strikes most inspo!
Eddie doesn't get much sleep. The lights are always on and always bright, he's unsure if he can hear others screaming or if he's imagining it, and they come in to hurt him every so often with no discernable pattern or schedule. He dreads when they walk in with the camera because it means they're going to give him hell. As such, sleep is hard to come by, but what little he does get is filled with replays of everything they've done. He hears the crunching of the bones in his fingers. He feels the screws drilled into the soft flesh of his thighs.
Every time he wakes up is to someone slapping him or pouring ice cold water on his face, yanking him from the panic of the repeated sensations and into the endless pain. It's hard to think about anything else other than that pain when it's actively happening.
"Rise and shine, pretty boy!"
This time is a backhand, the ring cutting a new scratch across his already blood stained cheeks. He hisses in pain and looks up at his tormentor. It's the same woman as usual, the one he can't quite place. She usually looks some degree of smug or excited, but today, she appears downright gleeful as she clutches a tablet.
"Before we get started, I have something very important I'd like you to hear."
She presses play on something on her phone, flooding Eddie's voice with a familiar, usually comforting voice.
"No. No, please."
"Oh my God. The great Buck, begging at our feet. Make sure you zoom in on his face, too."
Eddie strains to see the screen, but she keeps it angled so he has no hope of even catching a fraction of a second of Evan's face.
"I thought you were smarter. I really did."
"No- no, please don't- Eddie! Eddie, help me, please!"
His words start to dissolve into empty vocalizations of pain and fear, every sound as gut wrenching as the last. For the first time in days, Eddie strains at his ropes because nothing in the world could keep him still when Evan sounds like that, when he was calling for Eddie to help him.
"Stop! Please, I'll do anything you want, just stop-"
"Oh, he wants to stop."
"No! Eddie, help! Please, Eddie! Help! Don't let them-"
His voice is cut off by a gunshot. Laughter. Then silence. The woman pockets her phone like she didn't just play a tape of the love of Eddie's life being presumably tortured, definitely murdered, certainly begging for Eddie to save him. This is the worst thing they've done. The physical torture would heal, if he ever got out of here. He will never recover from listening to Evan die.
And if Evan is dead, he'll never leave this room again either. For however long they keep him around now that he's useless to them, he imagines he'll hear those screams every time he tries to fall asleep.
Oh man for black!au I’ve got two prompts for u to use how u like:
“Never do that again.”
“I thought I could trust you.”
Screaming inside 🍑
The fact that it takes several months after getting together for Eddie and Evan to have a big fight is somewhat amazing. Eddie remembers even when things were new, he and Shannon fought every few weeks, if not more frequent. The peace is just one testament to the kind of love they've found. However, like all good things, it must come to an end.
It comes on a Saturday night, when the sitter is booked overnight so they can fool around, and Evan takes Eddie to their usual hotel. He knows that it's not one Evan is staying in, because they always check in and out together. For as long as they've been sleeping together, which is much longer than they've been a couple, he's kept his mouth shut about this. But tonight, he just can't take it anymore, and as they're kicking off their shoes in the entryway, he asks, "When are you going to let me see your place?"
Evan gives him this little half-smile, and shrugs. "Do you really need to?"
"Are you serious? Evan, you have a key to my house and I don't even know where you live."
He doesn’t seem at all bothered by this fact, or how upset Eddie is. Or maybe he’s just really good at hiding it, something which wouldn’t be that much of a surprise given everything else Eddie knows about him.
“If we’re going to be in a relationship, I need you to trust me. I trust you! Or, I thought I trusted you, anyways.”
Evan’s face softens. He probably intends to say something reassuring, something that makes all of Eddie’s frustration melt away so they can tangle themselves in the covers and relearn each other’s bodies the way they do every time they get a room to themselves. This whole thing isn’t because he wants to fight, but because he wants to hold onto Evan and their relationship with everything he has, and now, that means he needs to be accepted as part of Evan’s life, more than just a temporary fling to fuck and never bring home.
“Please, Evan, I just-”
When Eddie reaches out to touch him, something he does all the time, he’s greeted with the response he received when they barely knew each other. Before he can even think about making contact, his wrist is seized in a bruising grip. And he knows, in that moment, that nothing he does will be enough to get Evan to let go before he decides to.
“Really?” he asks. He goes for irritated, but his voice comes out more on the side of hurt. “I thought we were past this.”
“One of the only rules I gave you was to never reach out to touch me.”
Evan lets go of him, but only so he can put more space between the two of them. His shoulders are hunched, his brow drawn, in a way that suggests Evan feels more like a cornered animal right now than a human being.
“Never do that again, Eddie.”
Eddie feels cold all over. “I thought-”
“You thought wrong.”
For a moment, they both stay in place, unnaturally still, waiting for the other one to make the move. Eddie wants to reach for him again, can tell that Evan wants to be reached for, but the reality of the situation has been blurred by these rules that Eddie thought they had moved beyond- this rule at the very least should have been long cast aside.
“I think I should go home,” he finally says.
“That’s probably for the best.”
Although he doesn’t expect it, Eddie still can’t escape a pang of hurt when Evan doesn’t try to stop him from walking out.
Taylor looks up to see her panties being dangled in front of her nose, causing her cheeks to flush in embarrassment immediately, even if Lena had quite literally just had her mouth on Taylor's pussy.
She snatches them from the woman's grip and steps into them, making a face as the damp fabric, now cold, presses back up against her sensitive flesh.
"You know you're welcome to stay the night," Lena tells her, "I always have room in the bed for you, and I promise to wake you up with another orgasm."
"I can't, I'm having dinner with Buck in an hour and I have to shower and change first."
She pretends not to see the way Lena's face falls at the reminder of the fact that she's a convenient way to pass the time until Buck decides he's gotten over his issues enough to go back to fucking Taylor like they used to.
Send me the first sentence of a fic and I'll give you the next five!
hmmmmmm so i cannot for the life of me think of any fics that are just focused on nancy being gay (if i’m wrong and some exist please rec them to me!!!) but here are some of my favourite nancy/marjan and nancy & others fics!!
here, all better by @breannacasey
chrysanthemum morifolium by @cauldronoflove
a pinch of sugar by @lilacgillian
blood and honey by @lesbotaylor
i’ve got you by @thatnerdemryn
in the hope of open hands by @marjansmarwani
nerves of nancy by @aliceschuyler
i can't even look you in your eyes without averting mine by comfort_sapphics
on the outside always looking in by @morganaspendragonss
every second chance (that changed its mind on me) by @lire-casander
ellievsbear
dailybridgerton
tangentwithtanner
jacobvanloon
areudirty
baratheonpilled
yousharknotpass
annaxmalina
