Eddie forgetting to log out of his work tw account pt 394/?
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Eddie forgetting to log out of his work tw account pt 394/?
phantasmagoria
“Buck,” he seethes louder, fighting to free himself while the wet shine of Buck’s eyes threaten to get swallowed up by darkness. The image of them wide with terror is imprinted vividly on the back of his eyelids. “Buck, move, we have to get out of here.” “Eddie—” Buck starts, finally something, but then Eddie is gasping from the sudden constriction around his wrists. They’re tight, cutting off his circulation until his arm goes white, the skin of his hands ballooning from the pressure. His tendons flex tautly in screaming protest. “Ah—” he hisses, gritting his teeth together, neck snapping downwards when there’s another touch at his legs. It’s hard to make sense of in the darkness, but he can just make out the shape of something coiling around each thigh, inky black and smooth as oil. The only helpful word his brain supplies: tendrils.
for Bottom Eddie Week day 2: Fantasy (tentacles)
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I love thinking about Buck helping Eddie sell his house. Because for Buck, all those small details that scared everyone off are the things that, to him, make Eddie’s house feel like home. Eddie recognizes this, so despite the fact that he asks him to leave because those little details are making this impossible, he’s honest with Buck about it. When Buck says he was trying to be supportive, that’s why Eddie says “and you were, up to a point” because he understands how much Buck values Eddie and his presence and this home, but he also wants Buck to get it through his head that all of those things that he loves about this place aren’t important to people outside of them. He says those words because he knows Buck, and he knows that words of affirmation are the way to his heart. He knows that, by admitting he recognizes Buck was in it for the right reasons, Buck will in turn understand why Eddie has been upset.
What Eddie doesn’t know when he says that is that Buck has already done his self-reflection. Buck has already thought it all through and realized where he went wrong. Though it all still hurts– his best friend, the person he runs to when things get hard, who’s will and testament he’s in, who saved his life, who he watched get shot, who has been his partner at work for almost the entirety of both their tenures– he knows why Eddie has to go. If he were Eddie, he’d do the same, because Christopher really is the most important person to Eddie, and he always will be. Knowing this, he does the one thing he can think of that will make it feel like Eddie is still there, in some twisted way. He takes over Eddie’s lease. Buck knows Eddie. He knows that above all else, acts of service get his walls to come down, for him to be emotional and vulnerable.
Eddie and Buck know each other so well. They know each other more than they know themselves sometimes. Knowing each other like they do, it makes them unafraid to messy with each other. It makes them unafraid to make mistakes because no matter how hard it is, they’re human, and they love each other anyway.
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remember when eddie moved to texas and became an uber driver and was the cutest being on earth
Harry: Welcome to the 1-8-bean. Can I take your order?
Buck: Hi, is Eddie not on shift yet? I'm one of his regulars.
Harry: He is in the back, but let me get him for you. May please take over the queue.
May: You got it!
Harry: There's a firefighter who looks like sunshine personified asking for Eddie.
Ravi: Eddie, your top is here!
Eddie: His name is Buck, and he's not my top!
Ravi: Well yeah, you need to grow some balls and ask him out for that to happen.
9-1-1 fic: so down fo you all the time (buck/eddie)
4.9 | E | AO3
Buck springs away from him so quickly it makes Eddie's head spin. "Sorry, dude, I—" He cuts himself off with a laugh. "I didn't think I was that wasted last night. The last thing I remember is hooking up with a hot red-head, and, uh, you definitely aren't Melissa."
And okay, Buck is clearly pranking him again. Eddie slowly rolls over in bed, and comes face to face with—
A much younger Buck than the one he went to bed with the night before.
"Fucking hell," Eddie groans, squeezing his eyes shut as tight as he can. This is not happening. There is no fucking way—
* Or, time travel is still real for sex reasons.
sequel to had a dream or what it real
Eddie forgetting to log out of his work tw account pt 393/?
eddie is so loved 🥰
Buck catching Eddie watching porn and it is actually straight porn but then cuz Eddie is all embarrassed and panicking he still admits that he was imaging it were them. And let's say the woman was sucking the guy off so Buck starts to get on his knees to like replicate it so Eddie can have his fantasy. Except Eddie stops him and then full red in the face says that actually he was picturing himself as the girl
day one of bottom eddie week: fixation
》 explicit
》 5k
》 accidental voyeurism turned mutual masturbation turned puppy play in the middle of a wildfire... I honestly don't know how that happened
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mark him up ××
under pressure 🌬️
E | 8.4k | b!eddie | choking/breathplay
Buck freezes, staring wide-eyed at his wall as though with enough conviction he could render it transparent. On the other side, Eddie lies in bed, unaware his phone is still connected, still broadcasting sound through Buck’s speakers. Where he’s awake, where he's watching— “Such a gorgeous fuckin’ mouth, fuck—” —because Eddie wants to— or he’s trying to… “Suck on it, yeah, like that, suck it up—” Belatedly, Buck realises he’s already on his feet. Compulsion has coiled around him like a silken leash, tugging him out of his bedroom and down the hallway towards the guest room.
for Bottom Eddie Week Day 1: Fixation (Breathplay/Choking)
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Eddie forgetting to log out of his work tw account pt 392/?
Buck: So, what's the verdict on the firehose?
Eddie: You've been inside me for the past hour and a half, and you want a dick review right now?
Buck: Well yes, this was your first, second, third and fourth time with a man and this is our hydration break, you have time.
Eddie, smirking: Eh, it was ok.
Buck: Eddie, you came 4 times untouched.
Eddie, trying not to laugh: To make you feel better.
Buck: You literally passed out during your 3rd one while you were riding me!
Eddie, blushing: I was just having a brief talk with god.
Buck: Wanna meet him again?
Eddie: Yes sir!