#closetfascination

[buckslasagna]

9-1-1 Season 2 - Buck baby trapping himself (part 1/?) ↳ Whoa, you got a kid? Christopher. He's seven.

[minalover]

@buddienetwork​ event: remix inspired by this video by @butchdiaz (funeral bell by phildel)

[islandoforder]

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I'll be nice and only do three because five sentences always feels like a lot when you write long sentences.

hyper aware of how belated this is, but rest assured I at no point actually forgot!! I always did plan to come back to this make me write prompt, promise!! and re: sentences, you're so right and I appreciate your restraint xoxo bc it's fifteen sentences you still get two extracts even tho you managed to get relatively short sentences this time haha

He calls Ali. He doesn’t talk to Eddie about it. What’s the point? Eddie will be able to pick up her scent on Buck anyway. He’ll tell Buck if there are rules he needs to know.

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They’re chatting in the engine on the way to the call, because it doesn’t sound good, sure, but that’s an everyday Thursday for them. That’s the job.  There’s this moment, en route, where Buck has half a second to hear the sounds of the crash and think wow it really doesn’t sound good, and then Eddie’s heartbeat goes fucking haywire. “Eddie?” he asks, panicking as he sees Eddie’s eyes, wide and wild, darting around the engine, his breathing suddenly ragged.  “What’s going on?" asks Hen from next to them, “Eddie, are you okay?” “Bad feeling,” Eddie grits out, with a pained grimace, but his eyes are locked on Buck. His knuckles are white, and Buck knows he’s clawing back the change. He’s never seen Eddie struggle with it. Not ever. 

sorry this is so belated! hope you enjoy <3

[brynmaur]

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make me write!

It makes sense, when Shane thinks about it. It was always going to be the two of them in one way or another. They match and challenge each other in a way no one else in the world can. He and Ilya are truly in their own league. The fact that they're soulmates is logical in a way these things usually never are. Which isn't to say it's not magical, or fanciful, or all the other adjectives people like to apply to the concept of soulmates and the bonds that form between them. It is. In ways that sometimes make Shane wonder if there's a higher power out there laughing at him. He can't think of another reason why one of the flowers curling around his hand, a mark from where Ilya first touched him, is one that means rivalry.

[redrosydiaz]

I humbly submit the word lipgloss and buddie for your drabble prompt thing.

hiiii!! ty for the prompt, friend!!! this was SUCH good one omg i LOOOVED coming up with something for this one!! i will admit, it sort of kind of ended up being slightly more buck focused, than buddie, but like the buddie of it all is still very much implied skfsd. it also ended up being a liiiiiittle bit over 200 words lol, but i couldn't help myself and i couldn't bring myself to cut anything so!!! bonus words!! lol.

hope you like it!! 💕

Buck finds the tube of lipgloss in the deep, dark recesses of a bathroom drawer — some long lost artifact of a girlfriend past. Taylor Kelly, he’d guess. It’s her color — a bold, bright rhubarb. The same shade of his birthmark, after a little bit of exertion. Idly, Buck wonders if she’d chosen the color before or after they met. When Buck twists the top open, pulls the applicator out with a quiet squelch, it shimmers under the bathroom light. Hypnotic. Mesmerizing. Enthralling. Buck can’t say what compels him to do it, but he does: lifts that brush to his mouth and smears the gloss over his bottom lip. Tentatively presses his lips together, rubs the stickiness between them both. Parts them, smacks them, purses them. Leans closer to the mirror and— Oh. Oh. Buck’s breath stutters out of him, caught around his heart where it’s wedged in his throat. He stares at his reflection, at that splash of color staining his mouth. The way it looks, vivid and glittering, over the plush of his lips. Framed by the stubble that still dusts the sharp of his jaw. It’s a heady juxtaposition. One that makes something hot coil tightly in Buck’s gut. One that makes the blood in his veins thrum. One that makes him pocket the lipgloss. For later, he thinks. For Eddie, if he’s lucky.

send me a prompt!

[demisexualdiaz]

3, 13, 14, 16, 23 for the gifmaker ask game!

TY for the ask :) 3. Favorite Set I think its Eddie smiling at/because of Buck because it makes me happy when I see it, and i very much enjoyed reading everyone's tags on it 13. Favorite coloring on a set

Honestly im still happy with this Buck + Baseball Bat set because the original lighting was so bad lol so even though its grainy im still happy with it

14. Favorite typography on a set

I haven't done very much typography at all in my sets, so i'll have to say my dual set with the florence + the machine lyrics (eddie / buck). it took me forever trying to figure out what font to use, and eventually i found the one i used that looks almost exactly like the font used for that album! 16. Favorite set of your favorite blorbo Well, definitely eddie, so I'd link the same one i used for favorite set, but outside of that one I really like this Eddie in 3x03 set (part 1 lolll), im a big fan of the second gif for some reason lol 23. Is there a new technique you want to learn next year? There's so much i want to learn! I havent had a lot of energy lately so i keep putting off trying anything too different. I've been meaning to follow this tutorial (s/o to @buddiesblr ) And i completely failed the other night at trying to figure out how to combine 2 gifs in one, so thats definitely something i need to figure out! I'm sure there's a lot of simple things on photoshop that i still don't really know how to do, I kinda came back and re-taught myself how to color and went 'good enough!' haha

Gifmakers Year in Review -if anyone feels like sending more numbers :)

[shnehollander]

One 🌈 please!

did you guys know 5 sentences is actually so much😭😭

It doesn’t matter that it’s a Monday night, no reason that May shouldn’t order another drink. There’s not much to anticipate or wake up for, because now her days are for endless streams of job applications and resume perfecting—well, at least that’s what she has to tell her mom, her dad, Harry, Maddie and whoever else cares enough to ask. But, the nights are just for her. Tequila hazy and sweat soaked nights that lead to achy and sick mornings. And it feels good, downright intoxicating, really, to have the stare of a handsome girl looking at her like they want her—like they need her.

send me a 🌈 and i'll write more of my may crashout/maydriana fic!

[buckslasagna]

@buckweek day 2: "love me anyway" Dear Evan, One day you will become Buck, and you will be surrounded by so many people who will love you, no matter what.