Evan Buckley, last man on earth
Ahhh, the last man on earth fic my beloved/my beloathed.
I’ve shared a couple lil pieces here but haven’t actually talked about it (except to you) because it just makes me so nervous because I love it so much but I already feel like I’m fucking it up lol
Buuuuut it’s an au in name and very basic concept only of the gone too soon Fox sitcom the Last Man on Earth, in which pretty much everyone on earth has been wiped out by a pandemic except for one Evan Buckley…and of course a handful of other characters we know and love. Here’s a snippet: (CW for some suicidal actions. It’s fine, he gets over it)
The man stops short, mouth falling open as he notices Buck. And then he notices Buck’s precarious position on the rail of a very tall bridge, and his eyes widen.
“Hey man, why don’t you just climb back over that rail?”
Buck blinks and looks down at himself. Oh yeah. He looks exactly like a guy about to jump off a bridge. Probably because he was about to do just that. A hysterical laugh bubbles up the back of his throat and he swallows it down so this guy doesn’t think he’s completely off his rocker.
He swings one leg over, then the other, his fingers curled in an iron grip on the rail, suddenly sure the universe is going to get the last laugh by making him accidentally fall to his death right when he’s been given the sign he’s been begging for.
But he gets his legs over and lowers himself onto the safety of the bridge without incident.
And now he just stands there and stares at the man and the kid—Christopher. The man had called him Christopher.
