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#eddie deciding he's ready to date/love again is a NECESSARY step for buddie and what they needed right ow
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like yes yes eddie needs to choose and buck needs to be chosen but also 
Eddie needs to get over the very big trauma of losing his wife. Last time he dated someone he had literal panic attacks at the thought of her being mistaken for Chris’s mother and as much as we saw him work through in therapy we never?? really?? talked?? about?? that?? So, yeah, Eddie needs to realize that he’s at a point where he’s ready to risk his heart and give love a second chance 
(and maybe realize he already did becase there already is a partner in his life who gets consistently confused for Chris’s guardian and it feels natural to him?? but he still needs to realize he’s ready for love)
And Buck needs to be ready to be in a relationship where he’s loved for who he is, where he doesn’t bend and twist to fit someone else’s expectations. And for that Buck needed to die, and needed to come back, and now he needs to process that trauma and steady himself. 
(and Buck loves so quickly, so openly, so loudly, and he gives so much of himself and he wants to be loved that way, and maybe he’ll realize that he already?? is?? loved?? but he needs to let himself accept it)
so basically, it’s not only a matter of choice... eddie needs to be ready to love and buck needs to accept that he is loved if they are ever going to find each other properly together
and that, my funny little friends, is the point of their arcs were we are at right now
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hippolotamus · 28 days
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Omg I need to ask about wip 14
Hello, dear anon! Well...
14. remember that time before we got together and i ruined everything? about that… (buddie)
so this one is a follow up to my fic when the silence isn't quiet. It was very much a "needed to deal with personal stuff" type fic and I wanted something better for them. SO... here's a snippet from a year later and Buck is getting ready to move in with Eddie. Tentatively calling this one for that we have each other:
Despite his best efforts, Buck isn’t one to relive the past. At least, most of it. Of course he loves thinking about Maddie coming back into his life, about meeting Eddie and Christopher, about the day he walked up the steps to the 118 loft and gained an entire family.  But then there’s darker pieces covered in shadow. Memories that should have been bright and happy and positive, but somehow still became soured. For those, he prefers to accept that life didn’t go as expected — although that aspect always turns out exactly as expected — and cram the memories in a box. An already full container that doesn’t have room for more trauma or self-blame, but he still pushes and jams and heaves to make it all fit.  Since Buck never proactively clears any of it out, he supposes it makes sense that one day he would run out of room. That the bursting edges would let something slip.  Today is supposed to be uneventful. Neutral. Expending only the physical energy necessary to pack literal boxes, and mental energy to decide what isn’t needed anymore. Because today Buck is preparing to move out of his loft. Eddie will be over soon to help. They’re supposed to put on music, throw back a few beers each while they work, and try to not get too distracted making out. Again.  The scrap of paper between Buck’s fingers – a faded receipt from Howie’s Market, dated last year – seems to have other plans.
have a list of badly summarized WIPs and maybe ask about them
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