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clusterbuck · 2 years
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Soap Bubbles, Wrinkled Sheets, and Olive Oil
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ok i know the thing said describe what fic i’d write but my hand slipped
it’s been a Day. the kind of day that echoes around buck’s mind with the capital letter fully attached, the kind of day that makes him wonder why he even tries. why he gives himself over to the universe day after day, why every time a wave knocks him over he gets back up and runs right into the surf again.
it’s the kind of day where he tries his hardest to be helpful, to be good, to earn his place in the world he’s built for himself, and the universe decides to take the opportunity to kick him in the face instead.
it starts with the dishwasher, with an amateur mistake buck can’t believe he makes. it had been a good morning for all of half an hour—he’d crashed at the diaz house the night before and woken on the sofa to the sounds of the diaz boys waking up, muttering good mornings and stumbling around hallways and running the tap to brush their teeth. he’d gotten up too, been greeted by christopher’s excitement at finding him there, and they’d all made breakfast together, and it had been great until christopher went to get dressed and eddie went to check on him and buck took care of the dishes—
only he turns around two minutes later and finds foam spilling out of the edges of the dishwasher, at truly impressive rates considering how long the thing has even been on.
“jesus—” buck mutters, running a hand through his hair, just as eddie and christopher arrive at the kitchen doorway.
“cool!” christopher exclaims. “can i—”
“no,” buck and eddie say in unison.
“you have to get to school,” eddie continues.
“eddie, i’m—i’m really sorry—i must have—” buck starts, and eddie waves a dismissive hand.
“these things happen,” eddie says. “don’t worry about it. i’m gonna drop chris off, and we can figure it out when i get back.”
“but—” buck tries, and eddie huffs, with the little half-roll of his eyes he seems to be doing more and more lately. the one it seems like he only ever does for buck.
“but nothing,” eddie says. “accidents happen.”
buck has a fleeting vision of cleaning up the soap bubbles before eddie gets back, of fixing the problem. of eddie walking into a clean kitchen and—what? proposing on the spot?
he snorts out loud in the empty kitchen. no, he’s long since resigned himself to the fact that that’s never happening.
he turns off the dishwasher, which neither of them had yet thought to do, then stands there staring at it with his hands on his hips trying to decide what to do first. he must zone out, a little, because before he knows it the front door opens and eddie appears beside him.
“trying to figure out where to start?” he asks.
“yeah,” buck sighs. “or even just how to start.”
eddie hums. “should probably clear the foam off the floor first,” he says, glancing around the kitchen. “i guess we just try and get it down the sink?”
“cold water is supposed to be good for dissolving foam,” buck says.
“there you go, then,” eddie says, tugging up the sleeves of his henley. “we’ll get it in the sink and run the cold water, that should do it.”
and it does, for all of three minutes until buck misses the sink with an armful of foam and gets eddie’s shoulder instead, and though he insists it was an accident eddie cocks an eyebrow and grins and charges at buck with both hands full. eddie throws the first handful, and the situation deteriorates quickly after that, until they’re sitting side by side, leaning against the kitchen cabinets trying to catch their breath.
“i think we made it worse,” buck says, mournful, looking at the soap bubbles spread out all over the kitchen floor, speckling the walls and the cabinets and piled up on the table.
eddie snorts. “you think?” he asks, turning to look at buck with a grin spreading across his face. “was fun, though.”
“yeah,” buck says, letting his own smile spill out.
eddie keeps looking at him, his eyes darting like he’s trying to memorise buck’s every feature. with every second his gaze gets heavier, and buck keeps thinking he should look away, that one of them should look away, that someone needs to look away, until—
eddie sighs and gets to his feet. “well, i guess we should get this cleaned up,” he says, and buck’s not really sure what kind of moment they were having but he knows it’s definitely gone.
cleaning up is surprisingly quick, and soon they’re standing in the middle of a foamless kitchen. buck tugs at the hem of his soaked shirt, grimacing, and eddie glances over.
“should probably throw these in the dryer,” he says, and the words set off something itchy in buck’s brain that he can’t quite reach until they walk into the laundry room and—
“shit,” buck says, so emphatically eddie jumps a little in front of him. “shit, eddie, i’m so sorry, i just realised i put a load of sheets in last night and completely forgot about it, they’ll be totally wrinkled by now—”
“hey,” eddie says, catching buck’s arm to slow his gesticulating hands. eddie’s fingers are warm where they wrap around his wrist, the pads of them brushing against the thin skin just above the knobbly end of his ulna, and dimly buck registers that if he weren’t so focused on the forgotten laundry he might shiver.
“i’m sorry,” buck says again. “i was trying to be helpful.”
“buck,” eddie says, more gentle than buck thinks he deserves considering the mess he’s already made. and it’s barely gone 9AM. “stop apologising,” eddie says. “it’s really no big deal. i forget about a load of laundry at least once a week.”
he turns on the washer and sets it to rinse, then turns back to buck. “see? no harm done.”
“but—” buck starts, and eddie squeezes his wrist, cutting him off.
“no buts,” he says.
“but—” buck tries, and eddie shakes his head.
“not even one. now come on, we should get some dry clothes.”
things settle down a little once they get changed, like the universe has agreed to give buck a breather. like whatever elder deity decided today isn’t his day is on a coffee break, so buck can help eddie assemble christopher’s new desk without accidentally stabbing anyone with a screwdriver and even remembers the fateful load of laundry this time around.
and then they figure it’s time to make lunch. buck hasn’t even gotten the stove on yet, is only just starting to collect ingredients, when the bottle of olive oil slips through his fingers and shatters on the floor.
“jesus fucking christ,” buck mutters, throwing up his hands. “okay, that’s it, i’m going home.”
eddie frowns. “why?”
“because i keep destroying your property,” buck says. eddie gives him a confused look, so he continues. “the foam, the laundry, now this?”
it takes a second, then something in eddie’s face softens as if in understanding. “buck,” he says. “first of all, the only thing that’s anywhere close to destroyed is the olive oil, and that was, what? five bucks at the grocery store? i think it’ll be fine.”
he steps closer. buck, instinctively, takes a step backwards, up against the refrigerator, and a flash of something that might be hurt crosses eddie’s face and quickly smooths away. eddie takes another step closer, and there’s nowhere for buck to run this time so he stays pressed against the fridge with eddie in his space, eddie’s chest a hair’s breadth away from his, eddie’s hand reaching out to cup his cheek.
“besides,” eddie murmurs. “buck, do you—do you really think that’s what i care about? the dishwasher, the laundry?”
“i keep fucking things up,” buck mutters, trying to look down, but eddie tilts his chin up until their eyes meet.
“no, you don’t,” eddie says. “no more than any of the rest of us, at least. and even if you did—i wouldn’t care.” eddie runs his thumb under buck’s eye, along the thin skin that always gets a little dry in winter.
“buck,” eddie says again. “you could break this entire house and all i’d ask is that you stay here. with me.”
buck’s breath catches, and for what feels like the first time all day he stops trying to duck eddie’s gaze. stops trying to look away, and lets himself melt into the deep warmth of eddie’s eyes instead.
“eddie—” buck starts, but there are too many words fighting to spill out of him. he doesn’t know which ones to say. so he just looks, and he thinks eddie might get the message anyway.
“that’s all i ever want,” eddie says, his thumb smoothing along the corner of buck’s eye now. “you. here with me.”
“oh,” buck breathes out. “me, too—eddie, i—kiss me,” he says, when none of the thousands of words he wants to say manage to find their way out.
eddie grins, delighted, and leans in, his mouth just barely brushing buck’s. buck draws in a ragged breath and reaches for eddie, fisting his hand in the front of eddie’s shirt and using it to pull him back, pull him closer, pull him in for a proper kiss. eddie’s hand winds into buck’s hair, buck’s other hand finds eddie’s waist, and when they break apart they’re both more than a little out of breath.
“see?” eddie says, grinning, and presses a soft kiss to the corner of buck’s mouth. “there’s one thing you definitely didn’t fuck up.”
send me a made up fic title and i’ll tell you what i’d write for it (or just write the fic apparently)
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sibylsleaves · 1 year
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WHAT DID WE JUST WATCH!?!?!??? WHAT FANFIC ARE THEY FEEDING US?!!? I CAN’T???
💕🤗💕🤗💕🤗💕🤗💕
LITERALLY. I can SEE the ao3 tags. Like.......we literally got Domestic Buddie, Christopher Diaz Has Two Dads, First Date, Sexual Tension, Jealous Eddie.........I COULD CONTINUE
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watchyourbuck · 2 months
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Hi! Your tags are so cute 🤣 I hope you like my fic! I’m working on editing the ending right now 💕💕
Hiii darling <3 im sooo excited, if you post before my midnight I’ll read it all in one go teheeeee 🤭
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The concept of Asexual Edmundo Diaz is actually something that can be so fucking personal
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prettyboybuckley · 1 year
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GARY DARLING 💕 what is ace kink fic??? 👀💜🤍🖤🤍
Hi Jenwyn ❤️
Ah, the fic idea that sent me spiraling into a sexuality crisis 😂
In October I wrote and posted tied with love, a fic that ended up being very well received, much to my delight 🥹 There was one lovely comment in particular by @princessfbi (💕) about kink being another version of love languages that really got me thinking about the possibilities of non-sexual kink.
Even in fandom (and, dare I say it, particularly in this fandom), kink is still often seen as sometimes that is dirty and entirely about sex, something that only freaks and weirdos are into. It's about so much more than sex, and sometimes even not about sex at all.
So originally the idea was simply to write a fic where Buck and Eddie somehow managed to get themselves into a platonic BDSM dynamic and would fall in love along the way, but it felt like it wouldn't get the point across, if you get what I mean. The point being that it doesn't have to be sexual, let alone about attraction or sexual desire, and it doesn't have to eventually become sexual either.
That's what sparked the idea of one or both of them being asexual, and the research for that got ehhh a little intense. Probably didn't help that I'd started Concerta the week before and it somehow made me get caught in a very strong hyperfocus on the subject 🫠
I have about 12k so far, most of which is about Buck's experiences with attraction, relationships and kink dynamics and about Eddie figuring himself out and learning a lot of new things.
As a few people will be able to tell you, I can talk about this fic for hours and hours, but I won't make this post too long so I hope this satisfied at least a bit of your curiosity 💞
✨ ask me about one of my too many wips ✨
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captain-hen · 23 days
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I know of this one with different endings for the Buck is lost in the tsunami- https://archiveofourown.org/series/3097266
thank you! @ anon about the tsunami fic recs, here's one for you!
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eddiediaaz · 28 days
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Alie!! Beloved! Happiest birthday!!!! 🎂🎉🥳💕 I hope you’re having the best day! 💕
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tysm jenwyn <333 omg that hug dfskjfdsb buck please, he's such a golden retriever!
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idealuk · 30 days
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It’s your birthday?? Happy birthday, lovely!!! 🎉🥳🎂💕💖🎉💕🎂🥳 I hope you have an amazing day!
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Thank you! Wanna' hear some thing funny? My dad died the day after his birth day 2.5 years ago and L.A. is clearly trying so hard to have me meet the same fate.
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evanbi-ckley · 1 month
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YOUR TAGS! 👏👏👏 So valid of you 🤣🥳
❤️🧡💛💚💙💜
djshzkshs what can I say, she's the actual longest relationship I've ever had (even if it is completely one-sided and parasocial)
she hit that high note in Seasons of Love and I was GONE
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drunkeddiediaz · 2 months
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re: the transphobe’s face makes me want to throw up
Same, friend. Saaaame 😫😫😫 ILYSM 🫶💕
🏳️‍⚧️🕯️🏳️‍⚧️
I’m gonna pop open a champagne when she’s finally gone! 🍾🫶
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messyhairdiaz · 2 months
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Mini Parmesan shaker and a Luna mirror???? OMG ILY 💕💜💖🩷💕💖💜💕🩷💜💕
You never know when you’re gonna have a Parmesan emergency!!!
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loserdiaz · 1 year
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Darling! idk if you've talked about it yet but, exes to lovers tsunami fic??? pretty please? 💕💕💕
hi, love! and i haven't actually, so glad you asked!!
i think i did post a snippet (might have been last wip wednesday or so??) and i've been slowly working on it these last few days.
so basically as the current title says sjdbjd buck and eddie are exes (they dated in college but broke up bc shannon wanted to try again with eddie and eddie felt like he needed to do it for chris' sake) and they see each other again at the pier!
i've written some flashbacks and some scenes i have in mind but i'm actually a little stuck deciding on how to put it all together and what direction to take with the fic (idk if i want buck and eddie to talk before the tsunami happens and then get caught up in it or if the tsunami happens before they can even talk and buck and chris end up finding each other and chris talks about how eddie sometimes shows him pics of buck from when they were in college and stuff)
so... yeah sjhejd lots of thoughts and ideas for this fic so i just need to decide which ones to keep and which ones to let go basically and after that i feel i will write it fairly quickly!
also just bc i want to, i have a cover art for it and i've been dying to show it 🥺
so here it is!
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captain-hen · 26 days
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Buck has a scary chainsaw though! And crazy irrational jealousy lol I wouldn’t be mad about the EddieRavi however 👀
exactly, and as revenge for, well, (waves at 5A) ravi agrees to a fwb situation with eddie specifically to mess with buck—and also, eddie is hot and ravi is just a man, so 🤷🏽‍♀️
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queerbuckleys · 1 year
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“it’s bucks most ugly fear for that to have happened.”
This. Thank you.
and he can’t face it because if he did he would have to fix it. but instead he goes back to where he already did.
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thebestbooksaround · 2 years
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Say You Were Made to Be Mine by ElvenSorceress (@elvensorceress)
Buddie | 11k | Teen
Eddie’s never believed in soulmates. Sure, people have them. It’s a thing. The first touch of one soulmate with another leaves behind remnants of that meeting — the color belonging to one soul, and the color belonging to another, swirling on the surface of someone’s skin where they’ve met. But the colors disappear upon second meeting. So, what does it even matter? It might have bothered him as a child when all his friends had found at least one person. Abuela would sit him on her lap and tell him someday. Someday he would meet a person and he’d know that person would be in his heart forever. She was the only one who knew the truth — that Eddie did feel left out. That he did wish for love. ~~~ It's Valentine's Day 2018, and Eddie saves a man from choking to death in the middle of a restaurant. It's only after the man is rushed away by paramedics that Eddie realizes his hands are green. The man he saved is his soulmate. And he doesn't even know his name let alone how to find him.
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evanbi-ckley · 1 year
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After the vows?? If you haven't already? 💕💕💕💕
Hello lovely Jenwyn 💕
This takes place immediately after Hen and Karen's vow renewal. Buck goes to the ceremony right after breaking things off with Taylor, but he hasn't told anyone. He's emotional about being single again - not so much about not being with Taylor, just in general. However, as the reception and party go on, he begins to realize he might not be as single as he thought thanks to a few side comments from Chris.
Thanks so much for asking!
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