#sdb fic

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Little Things (2k)

Buck always thought he’d grow.

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What a Feeling (1.6k)

Eddie watches Chris dig out a card, handmade, and gets a smile as it’s handed to him.

“Don’t open it until I’m gone,” Christopher says, and gives a vaguely stunned Eddie one more squeeze before he clatters onto the bus.

It takes maybe twenty minutes for them to finish loading the bus, and Eddie gives Chris a little wave as it pulls out, tries to keep the smile firmly on his face until the bus is out of sight, then he looks at the card.

The paper crinkles in his hands as he opens it, rainbows and smiles drawn on it in crayon.

You’re going to have a great time.

The final installment of the Small Dick Buck Series

[kingbuckley]

Me writing pt 2 of the sdb fic:

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🌶

They’re in an ambulance with some moron who shot a grenade in his leg, and Buck says something stupid, wants Eddie to understand that he’s competent too, that you don’t have to be in battle to have experienced life or death situations when Eddie—

“What are we measuring here, Buck?”

And it’s so nonchalant, but Buck deflates instantly, doesn’t want to go down this road again, knows Eddie wasn’t twisting the knife in Buck’s biggest insecurity on purpose, but still wants to just—be anywhere else.

But then Eddie smiles, and says “you could have my back any day”, and Buck’s tired, and he wants, so he just.

“Or you know, you could—you could have mine.”

And Eddie laughs, and Buck knows he’s in Big Trouble.

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I’m airing out all my issues

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😬

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Me, writing this fic: is this...too angsty for a comedy fic

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5 to 4 in favor of the pirate fic....