#118diazs

[somegirlsarebiggerthanotherz]

Using buddie to distract people or make people forgive you for the AWFUL writing choice that is killing off Bobby Nash is CRAZY work, like yes bitch I want my two little homoerotic firefighters to get together but I also wanted their found father to be there to witness it. No matter how amazing the buddie crumbs they give us are I’ll never forgive that white man…

[fyrewalks]

"candy corn is disgusting..." // @118diazs

Chim gasps, adopting the appropriate amount of outrage. Just as soon as he's finished chewing through the handful of candy corn he's just shoveled into his mouth. He does not wince at the onslaught of sweetness. Perhaps, not that he's prepared to admit it, he's been a bit overeager in his adoration of the seasonal candy.

"Blasphemy!" He finally manages before pointing a finger at the offender. "We don't candy same here. It is my god given right to overindulge and give myself cavities," Chim goes on, interrupting whatever response Eddie has. "Nor do we tolerate people who make hating the holy halloween candy their entire personality. Too long, have I've been forced to endure negative nancy's. Not this year!"

[ch4ined-archived]

@118diazs sent :: GOING: for sender to take receiver to a secluded cabin for a romantic getaway. // devoted, yearning & obsessive prompts (accepting)

It had taken some time to convince Eddie that a trip together, alone, would be worth it. It had taken even more convincing to get Eddie to pack his bags, leave behind his job, and dedicated three weeks of vacation time to a trip to Muskoka. They were far away from California, even further from Texas, but so much closer to Toronto that it felt like home enough for Jin after so much time on American soil.

The lakeside breeze was balmy and humid against his skin. Summer temperatures were projected to rise up to the high twenties, but when the sun rose high in the mid-afternoon sky and its rays beat down through the muggy, wet air, it felt closer to the low or even mid-thirties. By evening it was cooler, but Jin still had his feet in the lake, dangling off of the dock, cool in the water.

Loons called. Crickets chirped. It felt like it was just the two of them on the island, in the middle of the lake, in the middle of the world, alone. All was peaceful.

Jin gazed over at Eddie, sat beside him, features softly lit with the orange and pink hues of the setting sun.

"It's no pacific ocean but it's still beautiful, right?"

[z4udade]

@118diazs | continued .

When they had first met at the bar Jin had thought there was no way Eddie was serious when he said he was straight. Now it was becoming clear just how truthful he had been in that statement. What had started as uncertainty bloomed into curiosity, and eventually into heated but restrained kissing and canoodling into Eddie's bedroom.

Sat on the edge of the bed beside its owner, Jin knew this time he had the upper hand. He would be the one leading and this new partner, this specimen of a man, would be following. It was an interesting change of pace. He would need to tread carefully.

"I think you're overthinking this whole thing," Jin cooed, a hand stroking Eddie's arm. His intentions were not pure of course. It was a comforting gesture, sure, but one that also allowed him to feel the curves and dips of his muscular frame.

"Put the whole gender thing out of your mind. Pretend it doesn't exist."

Jin's hand moved, slowly, down to Eddie's thigh. He rested it near his knee and squeezed softly. He batted his lashes as subtly as he could manage, hoping to ease his new lover's nerves. Softly, Jin rested his head on Eddie's shoulder. He craved warmth. He hungered for intimacy. Still, he knew he couldn't rush as quickly as he wanted to, not this time.

"If you really want me to do the all work I can, but it might be more fun to ease into it. It's alright to let your mind wander... To be curious. That's the whole point of this, isn't it?"

[z4udade]

@118diazs sent :: don't worry, i'll buy you another one. ( @ jin <3 ) | accepting

“That or I have to sleep at your place for a while,” Jin muttered as he assessed the damage. The mattress sagged against the now cracked frame, defeated. Jin leaned against Eddie, his body feeling just about as spent as the cheap pressboard now collapsed onto his bedroom floor.

“Only rule is no more Ikea shit. Real wood or metal only. I don’t think anything less can really take the weight.”

With a hand on his new lover’s arm, he steadied himself. His legs felt like jelly and his head was still reeling.

For a moment he closed his eyes and enjoyed the warmth of his paramour’s body, the scent of his sweat and cologne weaved together like a spider’s web. He was glad to be the insignificant little thing caught up in its strands.

“I am gonna need your help getting this thing out of the apartment… and making sure the floor and wall aren’t damaged either.”

[bearnone]

from this point on, there's no going back. (fight club ! fight club ! fight club ! )

@118diazs

“are you trying to scare me?”

the other is certainly a good fighter, threatening even, but bear has a grin on his lips. the two of them have watched each other plenty of times, but eddie and bear have never fought. maybe a little spar here and there, but nothing serious or official.

(as official as you could get around here.)

“i’m sorry, but it isn’t working. if anything, it just makes me look forward to it more.”

[bdazzled-a]

[ TXT ] : i left my wallet at your place.

[ text : eddie 🧑‍🚒 ] : hate to break it to you, buddy, but it's not here! [ text : eddie 🧑‍🚒 ] : i just did a total sweep, you're out of luck! three hours later . . . [ text : eddie 🧑‍🚒 ] : never mind it was in between my couch cushions. how did it get wedged in that deep i have questions.

@118diazs

[washeartsbreaking]

@118diazs sent [ TXT ] : do you know anything about doing stitches?

[ TXT: eddie ] should i be worried the paramedic is asking ME about stitches? [ TXT: eddie ] i can sorta sew does that count? [ TXT: eddie ] why are you asking about stitches?