#db writing

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🎬 Montblanc (March 2026)

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if you feel like it how about 26 from the prompts list? little bit of play wrestling? for the soul?

Okay, so I got this ask like a week ago. Wrote the below then promptly forgot about it, until I see this (beautiful gorgeous art work by @ultimatekiller) on my dash which is along the exact same vibe and I realised I never posted the writing, I apologise for the wait anon it was not deliberate!! Taking prompts from this list.

Eddie laughed, muffled, into Buck's shoulder blade as Buck wriggled and kicked underneath him.

"Eddie! Let me up!" Buck whined, face smushed into the rug.

He had him pinned face down in their living room, furniture pushed out of the way to form a make-shift ring, and was straddling his thighs to keep him still. "Say it and I will."

Buck huffed, then wriggled again, trying to push himself up via his knees, but Eddie just shifted again, pressing him into the floor harder. Buck grumbled underneath him.

Eddie laughed again, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the back of Buck's neck. "Say it and I'll let you up."

He let out a pathetic little whine and tried to push Eddie off by shifting his hips around, before giving up and arguing back again, "No! It's not true."

"Buck. My love. It took me less than a minute to get you on the ground."

"This isn't fair, you distracted me!"

Eddie pressed another kiss into him, this time behind his ear, then another to his birthmark. Buck huffed and turned his head the other way pointedly. Eddie's mouth twisted into a grin against Buck's neck. "How did I distract you, Buck?" He asked, low and slow in his ear.

"You! Looking all— like that! It's cheating is what it is."

Eddie chuckled. "And here I thought you liked me in a tank top."

"I do. That's the problem. It's cheating to use it against me, it wasn't a fair fight."

"And you think I'm immune to you in these tiny little shorts?" Eddie leaned back and slid his hand under the hem of Buck's shorts, just a little, just his fingertips. A tease. Not a proposition. Not yet. "You know I'm a leg man. An impartial bystander could argue you were trying to distract me."

Buck huffed, shifting his legs again, like that was going to do anything. Eddie really had to teach him how to get out of a hold like this.

"Didn't work anyway," Buck mumbled into the rug.

"Oh, I see. You were playing dirty." Eddie grinned down at the back of his boyfriend's head and rolled his hips, just reminding Buck of their positions. "Say it."

Buck huffed into the carpet again.

"Buck," Eddie sang, elongating the vowel, "Say it."

"Fine!" Buck said, laughing, "You monster, you win. I continue to suck at wrestling. Reigning champion keeps the title."

"That's right, and don't you forget it." Eddie rewarded him by leaning down and pressing his front along the entirety of Buck's back, snaking his arms under Buck's chest and murmuring in his ear, "Now, do you want a rematch? Or shall we go to bed?"

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Some Sentences Sunday

Tagged for Fuck It Friday last week by @sunflowerbuckleys and @circledwithaheart (ty both i love you, glad you keep tagging me even when i am slow 🤣) and since AO3 is down, figured I would finally get on it. Below is a tidbit I've been fiddling with for weeks and am finally happy its kind of stable 🥰

“What?” There were so many answers to that; ‘I’m checking you’re still breathing’, or ‘I just like looking at you’, or ‘you have toothpaste on your chin’. Eddie shook his head instead and they stared at each other for a moment, then Buck held his hand out and waggled his fingers until Eddie got the message and crossed the room. As soon as he was within reach, Buck grabbed him and pulled until Eddie crashed down into the sofa next to him. “You can kiss me now,” Buck said, smiling, “If you still want to.” Eddie’s heart leapt, “Yeah?” Buck nodded, “Yes. I cleaned my teeth while you were in the toilet.” “I know, you have toothpaste—” Eddie licked his thumb and leaned over to wipe the splodge of white away “—here.” Buck grabbed his hand before he he could pull it back, then guided Eddie’s hand up to tangle in his hair. “Smooth,” Eddie said, “Now the toothpaste is in your hair.” Buck grinned, “I was kind of hoping the toothpaste would be in your mouth by now.” “Jesus Christ," Eddie said with a laugh, "Is this what the women of LA were subjected to? The famous Firehose?” Buck waggled his eyebrows, “Is it working?”

no pressure tagging: @coldbam @sofa-king-lame @frightfullytreeish @vibecheckd @eddieeddieeddieee @sunflower-eddiediaz @eddiesilverstar and since its been more than a week, back atcha @circledwithaheart and @sunflowerbuckleys 😘

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Danielle, Lauren & Casey writing today

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Daniel Brühl reflected on the deep introspection required to create a character, his favorite summer feeling, and on the special desk he inherited from his father...

🎬 Montblanc (March 2026)

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THREE THINGS: 1 - I love how the temples of his glasses look like fountain pens, it's such a neat and fitting detail.

2 - Is he referring to his character in The Entertainment System is Down? It hasn't been released yet, but it's the last one he prepared for that would have warranted that level of 'intense introspection'.

3 - The mystery behind "euphancolia" has finally been solved!

🎬 Montblanc (March 2026)

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🎬 Montblanc (March 2026)

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"Art of the Desk" with Daniel Brühl.

🎬 Montblanc (March 2026)