Saw an adorable screenshot of Buck meeping and had to paint it... the meep isn't as pronounced as I would have liked but I still think he turned out very cute.

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Saw an adorable screenshot of Buck meeping and had to paint it... the meep isn't as pronounced as I would have liked but I still think he turned out very cute.
⠀ ⠀⠀ ✷ the 𝓁ynx ℰ the 𝒷uck ╱ abbux⠀⠀⠀⠀
obsessed x obsessed, age gap, enemies to lovers, forbidden love, damaged goods, secret admirer, love/hate
douglas my dirty man. my muse, my burning star, my death. when we first met each other i hated him. makes sense, since we’re on two different sides of the war. still, we were drawn to each other. destined to destroy each other, scar each other. it was only when he lay in my arms, bruised and bloody and barely breathing, that i understood why i hated him so much my body burned with desire.
HAPPY ONE YEAR TO ME AND MY BUCK! MY BUCKKKKAAAYYYYYY!! Have some BuckEdd slop :3
It’s 2am and I don’t have a good.. idk paragraph to write about Buck but he’s truly the light of my life, he makes getting up in the morning so much easier, he makes me want to be better, he makes me be better. <3
Credits in order:
@www.grubbabingo.com
@adamtomicz
@nmbr1towagooner
And the last image, my old art,, made by yours truly… me.
+ their song ^_^
@akabaka-dev
my floor event ocs !!!!
(NO image descriptions in alt text atm, im tired)
and brightney i guess🙄/j
its so much easier to think of skins for and generally just draw buck compared to snip bc of their heads :( i love snip as much as buck but ive drew them way less bc it takes more effort
anyway i imagine buck has a deer themed skin because because . buck means deer
twisteds and trinkets (ignore how snip looks like theure about to tickle u 💀 they js have their eyes closed due to pain and theyre having trouble navigating) (and i drew buck too long 👎 not proportionate to the original art)
hazard zone gets 2 pages but leaky pipes gets 1 because i got tired of drawing
😁💥💥
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Sunday Sexy Sunday (snippet/seven sentence sunday) 💜
I was tagged by @elvensorceress. Thanks, Peaches! 🤗💕
And in keeping with tonight's theme that Jenwyn has so graciously blessed us with (thanks, hon!) here’s a little bit of my own sex starved Buck from The Fix-It Agenda... 😏👀😁
Buck cleared his throat, his hands buried in his pockets once again as he made his way into Christopher’s room. His private, personal space that for some reason he was ready and willing to share with Buck. It left Buck feeling overwhelmed with emotion. But in a good way. The best way. Grateful. Calm. Peaceful. Relieved. Protected. Safe. Everything he felt in Eddie’s company as well. So yeah. He was feeling overwhelmed for sure. In all the best ways.
“Hey, buddy,” he whispered hoarsely, a small, genuine smile gracing his features as he looked at Christopher. Shifting his focus briefly to Eddie once again, he felt a light tug, pulling almost within himself as he wordlessly took in his best friend’s tender, open expression. The guy… the guy was doing things. To Buck. To his mind. His heart. His mere existence. Maybe not intentionally. Purposefully. But damn. It left Buck’s head spinning. Pleasantly. Warmly. With want. Desire.
And… and there was a kid. There was a kid in the room. There. Was. A. Kid. In. The. Room. Christopher. Shit. Pull yourself together, Buckley! Buck silently berated himself. Cringing internally. Immediately whipping around like he’d been caught doing something embarrassing and so very wrong, he returned his focus to Eddie’s son. The whole reason he was here. Now. In this moment. Maybe? Yeah. No, yes. Absolutely. One hundred percent. No question. Okay. Right. Back to… back to not lusting after his best friend. Like a perv. In front of the guy’s kid no less. Yikes. Right. Okay. Focus, Buckley. Christopher. You’re here for Christopher. End of whatever the hell that was…? A blip in software? A malfunction in the hard drive? A, uh, uh… what are thoughts? Damn. We’re in trouble, aren’t we? Oh, hell, yeah. Big time, pal. SHIT!
tagging: @yelenasbuddie @shortsighted-owl @deluweil @shaneo693061
the gang
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seven (?) sentence sunday
Hi, my loves! 🥰😘 I finally bring you more from Buck and the Fix-It Agenda!! Enjoy!!! 🤗💕💜
Soon finding themselves in the hallway where Christopher and Eddie’s bedrooms were located respectively, along with the bathroom, Buck stood silently next to Eddie. He watched as the other man lifted a hand, rapping gently against Christopher’s closed bedroom door.
“Come in!” Christopher’s voice rang out a few seconds later. Buck watched Eddie turn the knob in his hand, nudging the door open more fully with his foot. He nodded meaningfully in Christopher’s direction, giving Buck a reassuring smile, gentle squeeze to the shoulder.
Buck cleared his throat, his hands buried in his pockets once again as he made his way into Christopher’s room. His private, personal space that for some reason he was ready and willing to share with Buck. It left Buck feeling overwhelmed with emotion. But in a good way. The best way. Grateful. Calm. Peaceful. Relieved. Protected. Safe. Everything he felt in Eddie’s company as well. So yeah. He was feeling overwhelmed for sure. In all the best ways.
tagging my beloveds: @shaneo693061 @yelenasbuddie @deluweil @shortsighted-owl @elvensorceress
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Chapter 4 is now posted!! 🙃😁💕