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chimney: how the hell are we going to get eddie and buck to just admit they’re dating to us?
hen: at this point, we’re going to have to force it out of them.
chimney: wait…
hen: i have an idea!
hen, walking over to buck: hey, i have a question.
buck: shoot!
hen: which do you think is better, moose or deer?
buck: oh! maybe deer?
hen, walking away: what did you say?
buck, yelling: DEER!
eddie: WHAT?
chimney: henrietta the genius you are.
x
Just went to write a smut scene then realized that I’ve never written smut..
I’ve just read so much of it I guess I assumed that I could do it.
Time for more research I guess
Ok like imagine the one picture where Eddie is looking at bucks ass isn’t actually him looking at his ass.
It his thighs. Eddie doesn’t know what it says about him, but he thinks he might be jealous of Buck’s thighs. So strong and powerful.
Buck has always had height on Eddie, but that’s just his legs being way too long. He doesn’t notice at first the way Eddie’s eyes track his legs when he’s walking and when he finally does notice, he thinks it’s cus Eddie is worried about his walking from the ladder truck. So he ignores it.
Eddie he has a problem he just can stop watching Buck’s thighs. And the more he thinks about them the less he is sure why.
Angela Montenegro means the world to me.
IN THE 2000S SHE WAS A QUEER WOMAN! NOT BECAUSE IT MADE HER HOT BUT BC IT WAS JUST A PART OF HER!
I miss angela.
I miss Zack.
Hey so I just posted something on my side blog @shortsandfics
I kinda wanna turn in into a like longer fic in the 5+1 genre of fic. But like i need someone to tell me it’s a good idea.
Anywho I started it like fr
https://archiveofourown.org/works/67609631
The first time Buck and Eddie danced was about 1 year after they met.
They had gone to bars and did the head-nod-dancing but they never danced together.
It was quiet that night, Christopher had long gone to bed and they were in the kitchen cleaning up from dinner a soft country song that Eddie had on his calm down playlist. Eddie was drying the dishes and putting them up buck washing. They had both had beer neither drunk just warm with the drink and sleepiness.
Buck was finishing the last pot and Eddie had set down the plate he was washing. The silence wasn’t awkward or anything. It was comfortable. Comforting in away that said ‘I’m here’
Buck was just about to say something about going to bed when the music changed and Eddie hummed and swayed to the music.
“This is a great song, Buck” he said eyes closed swaying to the music.
Buck was struck by how young he looks and sounds, Eddie Diaz never looks young but right then he looks every bit as young as 27 can be.
“Never heard it.” Buck said listening to the music, it was good.
“This is the song that Shannon played on our wedding day,” he paused opening his eyes, grief and memories shinning in them, “she wanted a first dance even if it was just us by the lake.”
Buck watched him, “you don’t normally dance to music when we listen.”
It was a statement as much as a question.
“We did a lot of arguing then dancing in the first few months of marriage, before the army,” he smiled, “Come here.”
Buck walked closer in the dim kitchen light, “what are we doing?”
“We are going to dance, Buck,” at Bucks skeptical look he pauses, “come on I haven’t danced like this in to long.”
Buck sighed, looking at Eddie’s earnest smile, “okay.”
Eddie moved Buck and hugged him, his arms around Buck’s middle.
Buck froze for a second, surprised by the warm feeling in his chest, he resolved to ignore it.
They started swaying, silent in the music. Breathing each other in.
I see your vision
I started the wip today and it has me by the heart!! I wanna write it but I also wanna read it lol
It is gutting me. This scene I just wrote is gutting me.
ITS FINISHED IM POSTING IT TONIGHT.
The first time Buck and Eddie danced was about 1 year after they met.
They had gone to bars and did the head-nod-dancing but they never danced together.
It was quiet that night, Christopher had long gone to bed and they were in the kitchen cleaning up from dinner a soft country song that Eddie had on his calm down playlist. Eddie was drying the dishes and putting them up buck washing. They had both had beer neither drunk just warm with the drink and sleepiness.
Buck was finishing the last pot and Eddie had set down the plate he was washing. The silence wasn’t awkward or anything. It was comfortable. Comforting in away that said ‘I’m here’
Buck was just about to say something about going to bed when the music changed and Eddie hummed and swayed to the music.
“This is a great song, Buck” he said eyes closed swaying to the music.
Buck was struck by how young he looks and sounds, Eddie Diaz never looks young but right then he looks every bit as young as 27 can be.
“Never heard it.” Buck said listening to the music, it was good.
“This is the song that Shannon played on our wedding day,” he paused opening his eyes, grief and memories shinning in them, “she wanted a first dance even if it was just us by the lake.”
Buck watched him, “you don’t normally dance to music when we listen.”
It was a statement as much as a question.
“We did a lot of arguing then dancing in the first few months of marriage, before the army,” he smiled, “Come here.”
Buck walked closer in the dim kitchen light, “what are we doing?”
“We are going to dance, Buck,” at Bucks skeptical look he pauses, “come on I haven’t danced like this in to long.”
Buck sighed, looking at Eddie’s earnest smile, “okay.”
Eddie moved Buck and hugged him, his arms around Buck’s middle.
Buck froze for a second, surprised by the warm feeling in his chest, he resolved to ignore it.
They started swaying, silent in the music. Breathing each other in.
I see your vision
I started the wip today and it has me by the heart!! I wanna write it but I also wanna read it lol
It is gutting me. This scene I just wrote is gutting me.
Hey so I just posted something on my side blog @shortsandfics
I kinda wanna turn in into a like longer fic in the 5+1 genre of fic. But like i need someone to tell me it’s a good idea.
Anywho I started it like fr
The first time Buck and Eddie danced was about 1 year after they met.
They had gone to bars and did the head-nod-dancing but they never danced together.
It was quiet that night, Christopher had long gone to bed and they were in the kitchen cleaning up from dinner a soft country song that Eddie had on his calm down playlist. Eddie was drying the dishes and putting them up buck washing. They had both had beer neither drunk just warm with the drink and sleepiness.
Buck was finishing the last pot and Eddie had set down the plate he was washing. The silence wasn’t awkward or anything. It was comfortable. Comforting in away that said ‘I’m here’
Buck was just about to say something about going to bed when the music changed and Eddie hummed and swayed to the music.
“This is a great song, Buck” he said eyes closed swaying to the music.
Buck was struck by how young he looks and sounds, Eddie Diaz never looks young but right then he looks every bit as young as 27 can be.
“Never heard it.” Buck said listening to the music, it was good.
“This is the song that Shannon played on our wedding day,” he paused opening his eyes, grief and memories shinning in them, “she wanted a first dance even if it was just us by the lake.”
Buck watched him, “you don’t normally dance to music when we listen.”
It was a statement as much as a question.
“We did a lot of arguing then dancing in the first few months of marriage, before the army,” he smiled, “Come here.”
Buck walked closer in the dim kitchen light, “what are we doing?”
“We are going to dance, Buck,” at Bucks skeptical look he pauses, “come on I haven’t danced like this in to long.”
Buck sighed, looking at Eddie’s earnest smile, “okay.”
Eddie moved Buck and hugged him, his arms around Buck’s middle.
Buck froze for a second, surprised by the warm feeling in his chest, he resolved to ignore it.
They started swaying, silent in the music. Breathing each other in.
I see your vision
I started the wip today and it has me by the heart!! I wanna write it but I also wanna read it lol
The first time Buck and Eddie danced was about 1 year after they met.
They had gone to bars and did the head-nod-dancing but they never danced together.
It was quiet that night, Christopher had long gone to bed and they were in the kitchen cleaning up from dinner a soft country song that Eddie had on his calm down playlist. Eddie was drying the dishes and putting them up buck washing. They had both had beer neither drunk just warm with the drink and sleepiness.
Buck was finishing the last pot and Eddie had set down the plate he was washing. The silence wasn’t awkward or anything. It was comfortable. Comforting in away that said ‘I’m here’
Buck was just about to say something about going to bed when the music changed and Eddie hummed and swayed to the music.
“This is a great song, Buck” he said eyes closed swaying to the music.
Buck was struck by how young he looks and sounds, Eddie Diaz never looks young but right then he looks every bit as young as 27 can be.
“Never heard it.” Buck said listening to the music, it was good.
“This is the song that Shannon played on our wedding day,” he paused opening his eyes, grief and memories shinning in them, “she wanted a first dance even if it was just us by the lake.”
Buck watched him, “you don’t normally dance to music when we listen.”
It was a statement as much as a question.
“We did a lot of arguing then dancing in the first few months of marriage, before the army,” he smiled, “Come here.”
Buck walked closer in the dim kitchen light, “what are we doing?”
“We are going to dance, Buck,” at Bucks skeptical look he pauses, “come on I haven’t danced like this in to long.”
Buck sighed, looking at Eddie’s earnest smile, “okay.”
Eddie moved Buck and hugged him, his arms around Buck’s middle.
Buck froze for a second, surprised by the warm feeling in his chest, he resolved to ignore it.
They started swaying, silent in the music. Breathing each other in.
Maddie Buckley was a sister, a wife, and a mother. She loves her kids. Robby and Jee-Yun
She was a mother before she ever had a child though.
She loves her kids. She loves her husband. She loves her brothers.
She remembers the week before she ran from her ex husband. When she sat in bathroom of the hospital she worked at, she stared at the test and sobbed. She remembers her baby. She knew she had to leave when she saw the plus sign. She never told Doug never. She was waiting for his next on call night to leave.
Then during dinner one night she dropped a plate. And Doug was mad. So mad he turned red. He didn’t stop that night not till she begged she still never told him about her pregnancy. She left the next morning. She was off. She got her stuff and she didn’t look back. She stopped at a small town hospital 5 hours after she started driving. She doesn’t even know what state it was in. She didn’t remember which direction she had driven. She went into the hospital and asked for a sonogram. She asked for a whole battery of tests. She was bleeding but she needed conformation. When she got that conformation she sobbed.
She never told anyone what happened. She never told anyone of the 2 days spent in that motel room waiting for the bleeding to finally stop.
No one but Frank ever knew what had happened.
And a month later when she ended up in an apartment that belonged to the ghost of first Buck’s girlfriend, she looked at her brother, her baby. The boy she raised.
Daniel told her, he was dying, he knew it. And he asked her at 8 years old to look after Evan. He knew this was going to destroy their parents. Daniel laying in a hospital bed took one look at Evan, Danny, he said Evan was going to be good and loving. And he told Maddie in whispered tears, to raise him to be strong, like a firefighter.
Maddie knew Evan. She caught all his lies. She scolded him Evan at young ages. She watched him grow even when he didn’t know she was watching. At work in Hershey, she only ever looked at news from LA. She saw the news when he climbed that roller coaster, she watched him lose Devin. It killed her not to reach out.
So when she got to him and she saw him, she knew they would grow together. Be happy in this place her first baby made his home. Then when she had her children he held them and told them he loves them. She vowed to raise them to be strong too.
Evan didn’t know who he was anymore. He hates lying yet he knows he lied to Eddie when he FaceTimed.
He doesn’t know who he is. Is he Evan or Buck?
He knows he likes hearing Evan in Eddie’s voice. He knows that 7 months ago Tommy swept into his life and gave Evan a new meaning.
Tommy Kinard opened a wound Evan thought was closed. People who thought he couldn’t be himself without being by Eddie.
The way Tommy called Eddie competition made him blanch. The way he scoffed when Buck said Eddie’s straight made him mad.
How dare he presume to know Eddie. Buck knows everything about Eddie. He would know if he was in love with him wasn’t straight.
Even if Evan knows when he looks at the house he’s in where he had the family he loved, he feels tortured.
Even if he knows that every morning, whether he’s on shift or not, he gets a FaceTime from Eddie, he gets happy because of it.
Evan knows that he didn’t lie convincingly when Eddie asked him why he missed the call. The first call he had missed in 2 weeks. But Eddie doesn’t push. Just gets a pinched, worried look on his face.
Buck knows that face made him warm up. He didn’t know why it’s not like he’s jealous. Though a voice that sounds like Maddie says Buck wants him to be.
When Buck talked to Maddie he put everything into what he knew was a lie. He knows.
He didn’t know that others knew. He realized when Tommy scoffed.
Buck can’t help but lie. He won’t do anything about it. Eddie isn’t here so it doesn’t matter if Eddie is the love of his life. It doesn’t matter. It never will.
So he lied to his sister’s face. He’s lying every time he gets on the phone to Eddie.
He is never going to tell anyone. It’s to much of a risk. It’s a risk to everyone.
If Evan confesses suddenly Eddie could decide to never come back. Never to bring Christopher back.
So he tells everyone he doesn’t love Eddie.
Eddie didn’t know what was wrong with him. He spent his nights in El Paso waiting for his texts. He knew it was wrong to wake up every morning waiting for texts from one person. The only reason he gets out of bed nowadays is Buck. And Buck isn’t here. But Eddie still calls every morning. The only morning he hasn’t picked up was about 2 weeks after he arrived in his home town. Buck never told him why he didn’t answer but going off his blush when Eddie asked and his mumbled reply of being asleep. Eddie could guess.
He didn’t know who, or where, so he could only hope it wasn’t in his, bucks their house. Eddie didn’t know why it set his heart on fire or why he got so mad he wanted to punch the wall when Buck hung up 30 minutes later.
He told himself it was because he didn’t like that Buck was getting laid in the room that used to be his but a voice that sounded suspiciously like Hen said differently.
He hated El Paso. Too many memories. Too many people thinking his son isn’t his.
El Paso held strange memories of a boy sitting in confession. Of a boy with his best friend, not quite knowing if he was supposed to love her or be in love with her.
He told himself it could be the same thing.
He doesn’t know if it was.
He always thought Shannon was beautiful. He always wanted to be around her. But when she kissed him for the first time, he didn’t know if that’s what they were supposed to be doing. She told him after that she wanted him to be her boyfriend, Eddie didn’t know what to do but knew he wanted Shannon to stay around so he said yes.
Also knew that sex was a thing boyfriends and girlfriends did so when Shannon wanted to be didn’t say no.
And when she said she was pregnant 2 years after their first kiss he did what he was taught to do. He was a good man. He married her. He provided. He’ll always regret how he provided. But he did it.
When she asked for a divorce the first person Eddie thought of was Buck. He doesn’t know what it means.
He hates El Paso. He thinks he might love Buck though
Prompt 1
Christopher doesn’t call his grandparents. He calls Buck. Tommy doesn’t want kids. Eddie just wants Christopher to be happy. What does Buck do?
