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bisexual-eddie · 3 days
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Falling asleep in a hospital waiting room 'Stead of holding it over my head Baby, you held me instead
maddie falling asleep on chimney while he's at the hospital <33
ko-fi 💌
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bisexual-eddie · 4 days
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i feel like i’m cursed forever but other than that i’m doing alright
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bisexual-eddie · 13 days
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the one where buck is a pilot ⛅️✈️
inspired by this tik tok
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bisexual-eddie · 28 days
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got love-struck, went straight to my head
for @monsterrae1
buck/eddie | teen and up | 17.5k words
It takes a while for Eddie to realize this morning is not like the others, that there’s this wrongness thick in the air of the room. It takes a while for Eddie to realize Buck’s tense and stiff as a board in his arms and that he’s not responding to any of Eddie’s touches with the usual eagerness and earnestness as only Buck can be. “Buck, baby?” His voice comes out all croaky from the tiredness and from only just waking up. “What’s wrong?” “I’m sorry, I, uh, I don’t-” Buck stutters, crawling out of bed and getting his legs all tangled in the sheets in his haste. Eddie’s frozen in place. “I don’t, uh— Who are you?.” or: The morning of their wedding day, Buck wakes up with amnesia.
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bisexual-eddie · 1 month
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mermaid buck & fisherman eddie 🌊
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bisexual-eddie · 2 months
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unfortunately i still don’t have enough energy to draw and i’m really only capable of making. whatever this is
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his name is milbert
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bisexual-eddie · 2 months
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bisexual-eddie · 4 months
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tagged by the lovely @daffi-990 🩷
here's another moodboard from my hunger games au and a lil snippet!
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"Is he the one behind you? Can I get a few words from him?" Taylor raises an eyebrow, trying to peak over Eddie's shoulder. "Buck, is that how you called him?"
He crosses his arms defensively against his chest. "No."
He'll be damned if he lets Taylor fucking Kelly make a spectacle out of Buck (or any of the tributes, for that matter) just for a few giggles and views from the Capitol citizens that have nothing better to do than watch her atupud, cheesy, pathetic News Channels.
"You never make it easy, do you, Diaz?" Taylor still has that charming, toothy smile plastered on her face but Eddie notices the slight pinch in the corner of her eyes and how her gaze flashes with annoyance and dislike.
Eddie gets a weird sense of smugness and satisfaction bursting in his chest at the sight.
Then, one of the kids pushes forward and reaches a hand inside the cage, his tiny little fingers wiggling as if willing a tribute to come close.
To Eddie's horror, Buck does.
"Hey there." He says, soft and caredul. A small, weak smile tugging at his lips.
Everyone else falls silent, a mix of weariness and worry from a tribute being close to a kid, and a sense of curiosity and anticipation hanging in the air.
If anyone would be able to stop time like that, Eddie thinks, that would be Evan Buckley. Brave and reckless like no one he's met before. "I saw you on television." The little kid says, his face glued to the cage. He's probably not older than six or seven, if Eddie had to guess. "I saw you defending your sister?"
"You did?" Buck lights up a bit at the mention of Maddie.
"Yeah. I have a sister too." The kid says. "Her name is Annie."
"That's a pretty name." Buck whispers. "My sister is Maddie. She is pretty cool. My favorite person in this world, by far." Eddie swallows thickly at that.
The kid reaches until he's softly barely ghosting his fingers over Buck's cheek. "I hope you win." He says, more somber than any kid should be at that age. "So you can go back to your sister."
At that, Buck's breath catches and he blinks rapidly, his eyes looking awfully glassy. "Thanks, kiddo."
Everyone is so enthralled by the moment happening in front of them that they don't notice Buck never says "I hope so, too." or the way his voice sounds defeated, resigned. Sad.
Eddie does, though, and he aches with the weight of what it means.
He promises himself he'll do anything in his power to make sure Buck does go back home to his sister.
tagging (no pressure): @buddierights @hoodie-buck @monsterrae1 @gayedmundodiaz @hippolotamus @honestlydarkprincess @malewifediaz @spotsandsocks @spaceprincessem @the-likesofus @underwater-ninja-13 @watchyourbuck @jeeyuns @jamespearce9-1-1 @exhuastedpigeon @tails89 @rainbow-nerdss @giddyupbuck @wildlife4life @housewifebuck @maygrantgf @bigfootsmom @eddiebabygirldiaz @thewolvesof1998 @buckaroosheart and anyone else who wants to do it <33
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bisexual-eddie · 4 months
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you're my wish list. lookin' at you got me thinkin' christmas
i drew this for my 'you're a lost cause (but i'll always see great heights in you)' fic and then forgot to post it, oop! anyway, here it is! buddie with ugly christmas sweaters <333
ko-fi 💌 (open to commissions)
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bisexual-eddie · 4 months
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tagged by the lovelies @theplaceyoustillrememberdreaming @buddierights @hippolotamus @jesuisici33 @wikiangela 💌
you're a lost cause (but i'll always see great heights in you) | teen and up | 5.8k words
A small hiccup and another sniff. Chris pushes his shoulder impatiently and Eddie makes a sign with his hand for him to wait. "What's really going on, Buck? Is Natalia there with you?" There's a few beats of silence— Actually, Buck takes so long to answer that Eddie has to check the call didn't end. "Buck, buddy? Are you there?" "She broke up with me, Eddie. On Christmas Fucking Eve." Buck's small, broken voice comes through the line. "Who even does that?" or; buck gets dumped on christmas eve, eddie and chris are there to cheer him up and sometimes you realize you were too blind to see what was right in front of you all along. but the holidays are about presents under the tree, ugly sweaters, hot chocolate and new beginnings, right? it's never too late.
you could be the one that i love | general audiences | 4.9k words
Eddie is tired of being a repressed pining idiot. So he makes a plan. Is it a fool-proof plan? Not really. Is he panicking about it? Yes, absolutely. Did he pick probably the worst time ever to execute said plan? Also yes. But he's going through with it anyway. Go big or go home, right? "If you were the guy I was in love with, hypothetically of course," Eddie rushes to clarify. "What would you want me to give you? Hypothetically." or; Eddie asks Buck to help him choose a gift for a special someone.
may these memories break our fall | teen and up | 6.7k words
"Eddie. Fuck, I missed you so much." Buck presses his lips against Eddie's neck, kissing the delicate skin there. "So fucking much." He murmurs. There's a beat of silence and nothing happens. Eddie's tense and stiff in Buck's arms, not hugging him back and not saying anything. "Eddie?" Buck asks, hesitant as he pulls away. His hands rest on Eddie's shoulders and he looks him up and down one more time in case he's missed a big injury but all in all, apart from some bruises and dry blood on his forehead, Eddie looks pretty good considering he was just in a train crash. "Eddie, baby, are you okay?" Eddie frowns at him, his brown eyes looking at Buck in confusion and wariness. "Who are you?" His voice comes out hoarse and the words are slightly slurred together. Buck blinks and stares at his husband. A beat passes and he chuckles nervously. "What do you mean who am I?" "I, uh…" Eddie's frown deepens. "I don't know who you are." or: eddie is a soldier coming home for christmas, he wants to surprise his husband and son for the holiday but things don't go as planned.
oh baby, merry christmas ( where every wish comes true ) | general audiences | 2.3k words
Buck and Eddie take their kids to see Santa. They were not expecting for their kids to wish they would start dating. But Christmas is when every wish comes true. prompt: “we took our kids to santa’s workshop and they both wished we would get together”
tagging (no pressure): @watchyourbuck @monsterrae1 @eddiebabygirldiaz @exhuastedpigeon @hoodie-buck @honestlydarkprincess @maygrantgf @athenagranted @underwater-ninja-13 @prettyboybuckley @rogerzsteven @heartshapedvows @disasterbuckdiaz @messyhairdiaz @spaceprincessem @the-likesofus @spotsandsocks @jamespearce9-1-1 @housewifebuck @jeeyuns @malewifediaz @spagheddiediaz and anyone else who wants to do it!
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bisexual-eddie · 4 months
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tagged by the lovelies @spotsandsocks @giddyupbuck @daffi-990 @wikiangela thank u!
this friday i said fuck it and started the ballad of songbirds and snakes buddie au i've been wanting to write since i saw the movie. (eddie will be nothing like snow, i promise. he's more like sejanus plinth) (also what does suzanne collins have with naming her characters with anus lmao)
here's a moodboard!
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and a lil snippet (it's literally all i've written so far) <33
For the first time since the games were created the tributes would be assigned mentors. Twenty-four of the Academy’s best and brightest seniors have been tapped for the job.
Eddie fantasizes for a few seconds about refusing.
He knows it wouldn't help the tributes, though. The peacekeepers would most definitely drag him out and beat the shit out of him or— Eddie isn't sure if it would be possible but the president might want to make an example out of him and throw him into the arena along with all the other tributes. So, he stays silent and lets the guilt consume him. “And last but least, District Twelve girl, Maddie Buckley. . . she belongs to Eddie Diaz.” Eddie looks up to see a terrified girl— she couldn't be older than eighteen, this probably was her last year with her name in the reaping, what are the odds. She looks a little worn down, with some dirt on her cheek and what looks like an almost faded black eye. Her lips are visibly trembling as she takes slow steps towards the stage. And then—
"Stop! Stop!" A voice breaks through the thick silence and hands appear from the crowd. A few seconds later a boy is running towards the girl, being stopped by peacekeepers just seconds before he can reach her. "Maddie! Maddie!"
He has dirty blonde hair and eyes so wide and a dark blue that reminds Eddie of a relentless, force of nature, kind of storm. He looks a little skinny but Eddie gets glimpses of muscles under the two sizes too big shirt he's wearing when the officers pull him back and the piece of clothing stretches against the guy's chest.
The boy keeps screaming, his voice becoming hoarse, breaking everytime he speaks. "I volunteer! Let me volunteer!" The boy keeps fighting against the peacekeepers and the girl is now being held back but her arms are stretched out and reaching for him.
"Can he do that?" Chimney leans in, whispering so only Eddie can hear. "Can there be two boys as tributes?"
Eddie can't look away from the screen. He sees one of the peacekeepers punch the boy but that doesn't even deter him in the slightest.
"I'm not sure. I mean, maybe?" He frowns. "I guess the Capitol only needs kids to kill each other. Why does it matter if they're a boy or a girl, right?" He wouldn't be able to stop the bitterness and anger from slipping into his voice even if he tried. "Yeah,I guess you're right." Eddie watches as his dad and Jeffery Hudson, the creator of the games, talk in hushed whispers. It feels like an eternity until the cameras focus back on district 12.
"After careful consideration, we've decided to accept this boy's eager willingness and embrace him into the 10th Hunger Games." The announcer says. "District Twelve boy, Evan Buckley… belongs to Eddie Diaz. May the odds be ever in your favor."
tagging (no pressure): @monsterrae1 @hoodie-buck @buddierights @hippolotamus @maygrantgf @underwater-ninja-13 @honestlydarkprincess @bigfootsmom @spaceprincessem @eddiebabygirldiaz @the-likesofus @wildlife4life @jamespearce9-1-1 @watchyourbuck @malewifediaz @thewolvesof1998 @fortheloveofbuddie @weewootruck @prettyboybuckley @rogerzsteven @jeeyuns @rainbow-nerdss @911-on-abc @housewifebuck @disasterbuckdiaz @athenagranted @tails89 and anyone else who wants to do it <333
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bisexual-eddie · 4 months
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drop everything now, meet me in the pouring rain. kiss me on the sidewalk, take away the pain.
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buy me a coffee 💌
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you're a lost cause (but i'll always see great heights in you)
buck/eddie | teen and up | 5k words
A small hiccup and another sniff.
Chris pushes his shoulder impatiently and Eddie makes a sign with his hand for him to wait.
"What's really going on, Buck? Is Natalia there with you?"
There's a few beats of silence— Actually, Buck takes so long to answer that Eddie has to check the call didn't end.
"Buck, buddy? Are you there?"
"She broke up with me, Eddie. On Christmas Fucking Eve." Buck's small, broken voice comes through the line. "Who even does that?"
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buck gets dumped on christmas eve, eddie and chris are there to cheer him up and sometimes you realize you were too blind to see what was right in front of you all along.
but the holidays are about presents under the tree, ugly sweaters, hot chocolate and new beginnings, right? it's never too late.
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bisexual-eddie · 4 months
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"buck is the best trophy husband to ever exist" — eddie diaz.
for @hoodie-buck who gave me the idea in the first place <33
ko-fi (commissions open) 💌
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— Sean Glatch, from “Caffeine, Pt. 1,″ 4:41
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to fly the skies by spotsandsocks
All the Buddie drama you’d expect ; oblivious idiots, fluff, angst, pining, getting together, eventual smut but with dragons, drama, tension and more plot than I expected when I started writing. A 9-1-1/Dragonriders of Pern AU. Eddie’s grieving and hurt but he finds a new home and then he finds Buck. Slowly things start to get better for him and Christopher. A story about moving forward from trauma and grief with help from the people you love and who love you back. Or a story about how life can work out ok even when you don’t expect it to.
happy birthday, lovely!! @spotsandsocks i love this au so much and wanted to draw cal and buck bickering as a gift to you in your special day lsjsksk have the best day ever! MWAH 💌
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bisexual-eddie · 4 months
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I think we both already know, I am yours in every life.
I choose you in every universe—
In the universe where we walk through fire as we have each other's backs
in the one where we dodge bullets as we reach for each other's hands
in the one where we sit in your shitty bed and i sing to you my deepest secrets, as i'm wrapped in your scent
in the one where we lit each other from inside out and take the cold away from each other's life
in the one where i'm covered in ink and in your kisses and you look at me like i'm all you'll ever need.
in every version of reality, i'd find you and i'd love you.
softly, i become endless in you.
pillow thoughts by courtney peppernell // original words by me // you were written on every molecule i ever became
happy birthday, my beloved @monsterrae1 ! you're literally the love of my life and i adore you!! hope you like this silly lil thing i made <33
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