#nymwrites

[k1yamaluvskaiser]

imagine a gamer!nagi seishiro as your boyfriend... ah, what a guy !! ~ gender neutral reader ! no warnings , pure fluff !!! ♡

you : - terrible at minecraft. - cant kill a singular zombie for literal shit - probably cries when ur pet dog dies protecting u - only actually plays to build cute aesthetic houses nagi : - literal GOD at minecraft. i swear hes even better than dream - kills the ender dragon with a fucking wooden stick. - def finds diamonds within 10 secs of playing - lives in a 4x4 dirt house probably

scenarios :

♡ y ; "seiii, i wanna make this cute house but i dont have quartz :(" n : *tosses a shulker box in ur favorite color thats packed with quartz*

♡

y : *building a cute little cottage for nagi at night to surprise him when he gets back from exploring the nether* n : *(is not, in fact, in the nether) but is discreetly slaughtering every mob (creepers especially) within a 100 meter radius near you to protect u and what was supposed to be a surprise for him*

♡

n : *makes u a fully enchanted netherite set (weapons & armor)* y : *only ever actually uses the axe for collecting wood for ur builds*

♡

(playing build wars) y : *builds an entire gigantic ass castle, fully furnished and packed with supplies, even with high tech mechanisms and everything????? UNDER 10 MINS????* n : "y/n look, i made a koala." (and literally took 40 mins.) y : *happily deletes the whole castle and builds another koala to match ur bfs*

#nymwrites #nymwritesbllk #blue lock #bllk #nagi #nagi seishiro #nagi x reader #nagi seishiro x reader #nagi seishiro drabbles #drabbles #gamer!nagi #gamer!nagi seishiro #blue lock imagines

[nymika-arts]

seven sentence sunday

tagged by @rewritetheending 🥰

"Why did you invite me over?" Buck asks. The air between them is electric.

"I don't know." 

"Don't you?"

Eddie shakes his head. He doesn't trust his own words. He thinks they might ask for something he'll regret.

Neither of them move for a moment, and Eddie closes his eyes, drinking in the closeness of their bodies. The magnetism that keeps him from stepping back, from breaking the connection. His wanting is razor sharp now. It cuts right down to the bone, and he lets it bleed.

Buck's hand lights on his waist, gentle, asking quiet permission that Eddie knows he should deny, but he doesn't pull away. He practically shivers as Buck's thumb trails down to find the bottom hem of his t-shirt, slipping beneath it and searching out the bare skin that it hides. 

There's lightning bolts where their skin touches, burning so hot it makes his breath catch in his throat.

The distance is nothing anymore. Inches, and he could have everything he wants. Inches, and he could destroy everything he's built. 

"Stop," he hears himself saying. "Stop, I can't." 

I'll tag @miserykites @deareddie @renecdote @fcntasmas @tripleaxeldiaz @tawaifeddiediaz @buckactuallys @mellaithwen @bigfootsmom and @like-the-rest-of-la if u like! 💖

#i wrote something i actually like can u believe #this whole scene is so fun #manifest au #seven sentence sunday #nymwrites #911 fox

[tommykinrd]

hiii abi congrats on 2k!!! u are amazing and u deserve it!! 💖

can I do 🎨 + buck (and perhaps some noah kahan lyrics of your choosing if it inspires)

and also ✨️ + nymsedits / nymsart / nymwrites (plz feel free to just choose one of those to rec from I don't expect u to scroll through all three skdjsdn)

sending u lots of love I can't wait to see more of your amazing creations 🥰

meggg!! thank you my love!! coming from you this means so much 🥺

and guess what i'm gonna go through all your tags bc you're insanely talented and deserve all the recs <3 like you're actually a triple threat that's insane and ily

just some faves bc i love everything you do:

gifsets

this buck gifset is absolutely insane (in all the best ways) like i actually think about this all the time. the blending is impeccable, like you blended so many scenes together in each gif i'm in awe teach me your ways pls <3

yoyok + buck this is another gifset that i think about all the time like you chose the perfect scenes and i'll never get over that gif with the montage of kisses or the transition with the jeep. and all your typography is gorgeousss i'm obsessed

art

buddie + scars okay so i think we're coming to see that you live rent free in my brain meg. you're so insanely talented and this art punched me in the gut and burned down my home and made me watch. it's just so soft and tender?!? if we ever get anything like this in the show i will promptly pass away

memories that remain - part 1 original art too?!? spare some talent i'm begging. i loveee all the little details and the spooky/eerie vibe that comes across perfectly, and all the muted colours you chose as well

fic

i tear myself down (to be built back up again) i loveee a good buck character study fic and this just perfectly captures his psyche. i'd read 100k more words of this if i could <3 and i loveee how soft you write buddie

thanks for sending this in!! and your gifset request is on the list! i've got two songs in mind that i'm not completely decided on yet - one stick season song and one from his 2021 album - let me know if you have any preferences!

join my 2k celebration!

#answered #nymika-arts #abi's 2k celebration

[baymeric]

Hi I was reading your stuff and fell in love ❤️ I‘d love to read more Estinien x WoL, gotta love this grumpy dragoon :) do you have some headcanons? Have a wonderful day:D

((thank you friend!! i love estinien and have about 5000 headcanons for him so here ya go))

Estinien

- Ultimate Tsundere™: especially when flirting with you

- Blushes very easily and very obviously but will deny it until his last breath

- Loves having his hair brushed through/played with, loves laying his head on your lap as you run your fingers through his hair

- Likes laying on your chest in bed

- Doesn’t move around much in his sleep but he does steal blankets

- If you fall asleep before him/take a nap he’ll kinda just stare at you and graze a thumb across your cheek

- Worries about you when he’s out doing azure dragoon stuff (even if you’re the wol) and buys an unnecessary amount of potions, ether, bandages, etc before he leaves in case something happens and he can’t be reached

- Will overreact about anything regarding you 

- Freaks out when you’re sick, even if it’s nothing serious. stays by your bed and will take care of all your responsibilities for the day

- When both of you are out in public he likes when you sit on his lap so he can wrap his arms around you and not have to see/talk to anyone

- Many hickeys on your neck

- Doesn’t know how to soothe or comfort anyone (you included) so if you’re having a bad day or are upset he just stays nearby awkwardly. a great listener (when you’re upset). 

- When you’re not upset not so great a listener; he makes too many snarky comments

- Will throw down with literally anyone for you, even if it’s for something minor, like bumping into you while you’re walking

- He doesn’t know how he managed to get the wol to be his s/o and thinks you should find someone better than him bc of Self HatredTM 

#estinien #ffxiv #nymwrites #anonymous

[liesoverthec]

congrats on your follower milestone b!!! i'm happy for you 🥰💖 my tags are nymsedits and nymwrites if u wanna look 👀

MEGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG 💛

I uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh went a little nuts in your tags. Bc I couldn't help myself. Which is not something I will apologize for 😂 Your stuff is set for Saturday!

My compliment for you is that 1. I had to force myself to scroll down your tag rather than JUST reblogging the first things in it bc literally everything you make is SO GOOD that I would just be like, reblogging the last 10 gifsets you made and I wanted to like, spread it out a little more than that 😂 but then 2. I could literally just scroll blindly and KNOW that whatever I landed on I would absolutely be able to use for the queue bc I JUST LOVE EVERYTHING YOU DO. Your colors are SO VIBRANT, and you pair the quotes so well with the gifs you make??? Like they both catch and are easy on the eye, making them SO PLEASING to look at. I'm just. Always in awe of you.

SO MUCH LOVE MEG!!!

#b celebrates ??????? followers #asked and answered #i love that all of my favorite people have been the ones participating #like yesssssssssssssss #i wanted to celebrate you specifically when i did this! #meg you are just. a gift.

[worldbuildingwedasks]

For the next @worldbuildingwedasks:

What's a recurring theme in your worldbuilding?

WBW Taglist

@raevenlywrites  @eloquenceandemphasis  @pheita  @viawrites-andacts  @fields-of-ink  @contes-de-rheio  @writinginslowmotion  @merigreenleaf  @ryns-ramblings @helga-leakadia  @writeblrfantasy  @crowandmoonwriting  @ruinedqueenwriter  @musings-and-writings  @frnkieroismydaddy  @tunes-on-a-typewriter  @spillme  @thechapelscrow @happyorogeny  @bookish-actor  @magic-is-something-we-create  @themappedlands-btb  @nymwrites  @godlesslittlecreature  @multiversequeen-blog  @santinasmuthaaa  @nora-theteawriter   @motherfatherwrites @faithfire  @danaspriddy  @strosmkai-rum  @lexiklecksi  @directionoftime  @thethistlegirl @elizahgodswood @anika-writes @the-bard-writes @anonymousspeaking @vylequinne  @speakofthewrite @storytracks  @lunarmoment  @kalis-scribbles @pen-and-ink @avian-writes  @ayzrules  @dearestannabel @thewrittenpost

[tripleaxeldiaz]

hiii lauren my love congrats on 1.5k!!! that's amazing and you're amazing and I'm sure it'll just keep growing bc who could resist really 💖💖 okay so 🖤 I'm pretty sure I actually followed u bc becky told me to sjdbsjdj it was right when I started using tumblr again after we watched 911 and she recommended some blogs to me, and I'm so happy I did! not only are u incredibly talented and well spoken, but u are also just such a lovely person and a fun presence on my dash and I'm glad to know u 🥰🥰 and perhaps 🌟 + nymsedits/nymwrites (and nymsart if u like but idk how far down my 911 stuff is lol) okay I love u congrats again mwah 💞

MEG MY LOVE ILY THANK YOU 🥰🥰🥰 i def followed you because i was flOORED but your art and you've literally been flooring me ever since, how lucky are we to get to see your talent so often!! AND you write AND you make gifs, well and truly a triple threat

you're queued up!! shockingly it is not just your buddie hands pic reblogged five times 😅😅😅

1.5k follower celebration 🥳🥳

#answered #nymika-arts #meg the art goddess #1.5k party

[tawaifeddiediaz]

zee congrats on 1k!!! it's well deserved 😌 can I do 🦉 + nymsedits/nymsart/nymwrites (you dont have to look through all of them I know theres a lot 😅) and 🎵 thank u I love u so much 💖💖💖

what if i wanna look through all of them XD

🦉 + your creator tag and I’ll share my top 5 favourites of your creations

My first faves are all your original pieces. I really really like those xD

You already know why I love this frog because I am unapologetically biased about this one being drawn for me and I loved it so much I laughed in the middle of microbio lab. Also???? Look how cute!!!

The artist!eddie fic you wrote was gorgeous and I think I would die to see that in canon actually. Eddie feels like he'd be an artsy person at some point......maybe art is not limited to growing plants or allegedly cooking

This drawing inspired me to actually get my ass up and write fic for like...the first time after s4 finale. I haven't finished the fic yet but...it's getting there xD I just loved it a lot!! Also???? Eddie surrounded by flowers!!

I'm an unapologetic wh*re for hands, and this drawing you did from the finale made me feel like I was the one shot because it was so good and jadsklasjdas yeah i loved it.

And you know that I had to include the time war gifest because that book is so damn giffable ajdkslda it's such a poetic novella and I just loved it.

🎵 - I’ll tell you which Bollywood song reminds me of you, which book I would recommend for you and why

You know what..................I feel like Jannat reminds me of you because we've talked about it so much???? But also....Tumhi Ho Bandhu gives me Meg vibes because it's such a fun bop and you're always so fun to talk to!! <3

As for books...Love from A to Z by SK Ali because it's a nice, slow-paced book that's so so real at times? And also...Tweet Cute by Emma Lord because it's pure funny and sweet.

The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by VE Schwab for quotes like:

Don't you remember, she told him then, when you were nothing but shadow and smoke? Darling, he'd said in his soft, rich way, I was the night itself.

zee's 1k follower celebration

#zee answers #zee's 1k follower celebration #meg: artistic legend #love you bby!! <3

[buckactuallys]

hi pia 🥰 congrats on 1k!!! you deserve it!! can I do 💌 and 🌻 + nymsedits/nymsart/nymwrites (u can choose which one u wanna look through)💖

thank you so much, meg! you're really the whole package - you draw INCREDIBLE art, make gorgeous gifs and write beautiful fics (and i will be reblogging some of all of it because i refuse to choose). and on top of all of that, you're suuuch a lovely person!!! how do you do it. i'm really glad i get to witness some of it 💖

#ask #nymika-arts #pia's 1k follower celebration

[raevenlywrites]

Raev’s Any Lines Tag

@jaimistoryteller tagged me to post any lines I want to, and I’m in the mood to share the opening of my Dasi High fanfic:

I walked an expanse of endless sand. The night desert air carried hints of spice and stone and worried at my exposed skin with cutting cold teeth. I shivered and rubbed my arms in annoyance. This part of the dream was getting old.

But I knew that just over that dune lay a fire, and around the fire, figures danced.

Their long shadows cast out like the tails of an inverse sun, snapping and cracking like dark twins to the flames they danced around. Music made of wind and whispers pulled at me, urged me to come down, come dance, become a shadow.

I’d never once made it down to the circle.

Tagging back @anika-writes @silvertalonwriteblr @nymwrites and anyone else who’d like to do it​

#tag games #writeblr tag games #tag you're it

[k1yamaluvskaiser]

✩‧₊˚ heart to heart ... ( by mac demarco ) ☁ s. nagi x gn!reader ☁ ೃ⁀➷ notes // highly suggest listening to it while reading <3 i linked it to the title !!

late night minecraft shenanigans with your beloved, nagi seishiro.

❝ angel... y'know i'll always wait for you to fall sleep first... ❞

you let out a long, frustrated sigh, for what felt like the umpteenth time that evening.

hearts4seii_ was slain by allmightsasshairs using texassmashyomama

that makes 187.

allmightsasshairs : BWHAGWAHGDWAFGHJEA allmightsasshairs : DUDE THIS BITCH IS SO ASS I CANT LOL miiwa.xx : give it a rest lol ur still using the same shit hacks to kill her hikaxruu_ : hacks?? LMAO u could kill her with just a wooden stick

you aggressively typed out a long, rage-fueled response in the chat box, before taking a long pause and completely deleting the entire paragraph.

it’s fine. i'll just finish the house for seishiro, and leave. besides, they’ll leave me alone soon enough if i stay quiet, anyway. snapping back would only add fuel to the fire.

or, so you thought. as you pressed on the respawn button, your eyebrow twitched upon finding out that the player had destroyed your bed in your base, therefore resetting your spawn, all the way back 16,000 blocks away.

nevertheless, you exhaled deeply, and kept your composure.

sometimes, it amazed others how patient you were. you’ve been at this game of minecraft for 6 hours now, and you didn’t plan on stopping, even if your bedside clock clearly displayed the time of 3AM. you were determined to finish the lovely little home that you had turned a beautiful lush cave into, for your beloved boyfriend when he joined tomorrow.

although those players were teaming up on you and killing you for fun, you blatantly ignored them each time and continued to build the base without saying a single word to them.

after travelling an agonizing 16,000 blocks to the spot you died in, you sighed in relief as you picked up the items that were dropped when you were killed earlier.

okay, i’m almost done. it’s just a few more finishing touches, then i can finally slee--

your eyes focused on the once so beautiful scenery before you. the dimly lit, silent and serene lush cave that you spent six hours building, was destroyed.

engulfed in flames, doused in lava, and swarmed with every kind of mob in the game. the base that you worked so hard on was completely demolished.

you frowned, and immediately left the game without a word, too pissed off to even get angry at the players. you slammed your laptop shut and tossed it onto the carpet beneath your bed, tugging the covers over your head and huffing as you shut your eyes.

unbeknownst to you, a certain someone was wide awake the entire time. watching you play, for the last six hours, ever since he slipped into your sheets and cuddled up into your side comfortably. he watched, from the corner of his eye, with his face snuggled up and hidden in your arm.

nagi seishiro observed as you, his wonderful, patient and determined girlfriend, built a beautiful home for the both of you to share in a silly little block game. even with the other players bullying you and your weaker and less-experienced self, you didn't give up even once.

it somehow made his heart flutter.

upon seeing the scenery encapsulated in nothing but ruin, he saw the look of disappointment and hurt in your eyes. he couldn’t help but share the feeling when he witnessed you finally quitting after all those hours of perseverance.

when you had fallen fast asleep in his loving embrace, the sneaky boy gently tucked a pillow in your arms to substitute his presence as he sat up and took his own laptop into his hands, launching the game on his own account.

hearts4y/n_ has joined the game. allmightsasshairs : oh look whos back on her alt LMAOO

hearts4y/n_ burned to death.

allmightsasshairs : HAHAHWHHAA allmightsasshairs : U DIED IN THAT LAME BASE DIDNT U

miiwa.xx was slain by hearts4y/n miiwa.xx : WTF?????

hikaxruu_ was slain by hearts4y/n_ hikaxruu_ : HUH

hearts4y/n_ whispers to allmightsasshairs : give my girlfriends stuff n fix her base allmightsasshairs : oH sO SCarED LMFAOO NO WAY SHE GOT HER BF TO FIGHT ME RN

allmightsasshairs was slain by hearts4y/n_ using last warning or ill leak ur ip

allmightsasshairs : wait what the fuck?? allmightsasshairs : WHERE DID YOU EVEN COME FROM hearts4y/n_ : 3. hearts4y/n_ : 2. allmightsasshairs : u cant even get my ip u pussy hearts4y/n_ : kanagawa looks nice. i should pay a visit sometime. allmightsasshairs : WHAT THE FUCK hearts4y/n_ : must suck living right behind a creek. probably smells like shit 24/7 allmightsasshairs : OKAY OKAY IM SORRY ILL GIVE THE STUFF JUST PLEASE DONT LEAK IT HERE hearts4y/n_ : fix her base. hearts4y/n_ : return it to how it was before you trashed it. if even a single block is off, ill leak your ip on every social media platform that exists on the internet. allmightsasshairs : YES OKAY I WILL IM SORRY

nagi yawned as he set the laptop on his bedside table, leaving the device open to monitor the player rebuilding what he had destroyed. he turned over on his side to face you, before wrapping his large arms around your smaller figure and pulling you into a spooning position.

you stirred awake from the sudden movement, rubbing your eyes as your boyfriend pressed his face into the top of your head, inhaling your sweet, soft scent. the sweet boy let out a light whine when you pulled away from his embrace.

‘sei...? why’re you up, baby? ‘s something wrong?‘ you cooed in a raspy voice as you cupped his cheek, brushing away the small strands of snow white hair in his face. “mm... yeah. i saw the place you made for us, pretty. ‘t was gorgeous, jus’ like you.“ he murmured, watching in amusement as your eyes widened at his remark.

you sat up in revelation, staring down at the cute, sleepy boy who griped at the complete loss of your warmth.

'you were awake the entire time...?' "'f course, angel. y'know i'll always wait for you to fall sleep first."

when you caught eye of his open laptop behind him, you giggled lightly. your nose and ears were no doubt dusted with a light shade of pink as you laid back down, trying to think of just what this menace did to get your bully to restore your creation. your big, 6'2 boyfriend wrapped his arms and legs around you, no doubt trapping you in his chest, but you didn't mind a single bit.

you could be trapped there forever if it meant keeping this cute, scheming boy that you could proudly call yours.

a/n ; lets all pretend this drabble ended just as scrumptious as the main idea of boyfriend!nagi protecting u and ur cute aesthetic builds in mc and not with the bullshit ending i randomly typed out pls i have writers block rn idk what im doing

#nymwritesbllk #nymwrites #bllk #blue lock #nagi seishiro #nagi #seishiro #nagi x reader #nagi seishiro x reader #blue lock nagi seishiro #blue lock nagi #sobbing screaming tearing my eyes out when is it my turn to be happy

[nymika-arts]

seven sentence sunday

been tagged in a bunch of these snippet sharing days over the past little while by @rewritetheending, @homerforsure, @bigfootsmom, @renecdote and @buckactuallys (thank u all i love reading ur stuff always 🥰) and i thought i'd finally share something!

Then there’s quiet. The thick, dark kind that hangs in a charged atmosphere, in the wake of words you know you can’t take back. The kind that holds your voice hostage until it decides there’s space for you to speak again. In this quiet the mask falls away, and underneath it Buck seems fragile, like he might just break apart at the slightest pressure. Paper in water, and Eddie's hands aren’t delicate enough to touch without tearing it. He stays frozen where he is. "But you feel it too," Buck says, barely above a whisper. It’s a plea. And what’s that saying? When you find yourself in a hole... just keep digging, there’s no way you’re getting out of it now. Something like that. "It doesn't matter what I feel, Buck. It'll pass. I have someone, and it's not you and I'm sorry, but it's not gonna change. You've been gone for so long and we never got a proper goodbye, of course you coming back is gonna dig up some shit. But that doesn't mean I'm gonna uproot my whole life to just—go back in time.” Buck glances him over and shakes his head, looking for all the world like he's just going to scoff and call him a liar. It's not like he wouldn't deserve it. Eddie almost wants him to. It would be the first real thing either of them have said tonight. He doesn’t. He won't push Eddie into that corner. His shoulders sag like they’re suddenly too heavy for him to hold straight anymore, the hurt and disbelief and disappointment on his face clear as day.  "Yeah. Who would want that?" he says bitterly.

i'll tag back everyone above and also @deareddie @miserykites @tawaifeddiediaz @fcntasmas @like-the-rest-of-la and @mellaithwen if u want to 💖

#i'm very self conscious about most of this fic rn so sorry i haven't been posting from it much but i hope u like this dhjffd #manifest au #seven sentence sunday #911 fox #nymwrites

[nymika-arts]

i’d pick your thunder, i’d pick your rain

3.3k pining mess <3

read on ao3

There's something about the way Buck looks at love that always has him clawing at scraps of nothing, trying to mold himself to fit where someone might want him. For as long as he can remember, it’s been a game of making himself less. Smaller. All he’d ever wanted was to make people happy, and if that meant carving himself down into something more agreeable, then who was he really hurting? Everyone makes sacrifices in relationships, he was simply sacrificing… himself. Par for the course.

It hardly even occurred to him that all he was doing was making things worse for everyone until he was saying 'I love you' to Taylor Kelly when most nights he couldn't even recognize himself anymore. So he made a change.

Call it an epiphany, call it clarity-of-fucking-mind, but it was like he'd taken his own feelings seriously for the first time in—ever, maybe. He couldn't stand to be this miserable anymore, even if it meant just being alone.

But the thing is, the silence that comes with being alone leaves a lot of space for your mind to get loud. And his did, in all the ways he was expecting, and some ways he wasn't. 

In between the lament of his doomed happiness and the thoughts of everlasting loneliness (expected), Buck ended up thinking a lot about Eddie, and about exactly how he felt when he was with him (unexpected).

Buck had known a lot of people, had loved—or at least some version of the word—a lot of people, and none of them had ever made him feel quite as safe, or important, or whole, as Eddie did.

Eddie never made Buck feel small. And it was as simple as that.

Buck had been so wrapped up in the search, looking for his forever-after in people who only loved him in parts, that he hadn't noticed Eddie quietly settling into all the spaces in his heart, and filling him with the golden happiness he'd always longed for. 

So in those moments, in the silence of alone, he'd realized that he was in love with Eddie and that, actually, he'd been in love with Eddie for some time. 

For so long he hadn't seen it for what it was, but he'd sat on his balcony with Maddie that day and explained exactly what he thought love should be, and it had occurred to him that maybe he'd been looking for something he'd already found. The thought left him breathless.

And right on its heels came the realization that none of it could ever really be his. Because Eddie came home from Texas looking lighter than he has for a long time, and he's talking to Frank, and he's smiling so easily, and—

And Buck has been living with dark clouds hanging over his head for as long as he can remember. He figures he's gotten used to it, the way they trail after him and threaten to break open and drown him with every blow he takes from the universe. The thunder feels as much a part of him as anything these days. But he doesn't want to drag Eddie into his storm, no matter how much he may long for company in the rain. Eddie deserves better than that, better than him. 

Buck wants (and wants, and wants), but he can't. He just—can't. Because all he's ever done is ruin his relationships and drive people away, and he can't bear the thought of watching Eddie leave him behind. But even more, he can't bear the thought of him staying.

Buck doesn't really think Eddie would have him, anyway.

So he'd held that aching love he'd discovered close to his chest, felt its flickering warmth and the spark of hope that came with it, and then tucked it away. Another piece of himself to hide from the world.

And things had been fine. He'd been managing it. Until now, when he's sitting in Hen and Karen's backyard in the fading evening light, and Eddie's wearing a stunning deep blue suit and a smile that's doing funny things to Buck's insides, and he just looks happy. 

Buck watches him, mesmerized, as Eddie laughs at something Chimney says. Watches the way it lights up his whole face, like everything that's been weighing him down for so long has finally started to ease off. Something about it tugs at Buck's heart so hard it almost hurts.

He starts to feel like he might do something astoundingly stupid, like walk over there and ask Eddie to spend the rest of his life with him, so he takes another long sip of wine and tries to look anywhere else. He sees Maddie making her way towards him with two slices of cake, but his eyes manage to wander back to Eddie by the time she arrives. Traitorous things.

"Stop staring, it's so obvious," Maddie says as she plunks herself down in the chair next to him. He scowls at her, but can't seem to muster up an actual protest; he knows it's true. She hands him a piece of cake.

"You're one to talk," Buck says, taking it from her and stabbing a fork into it. "Watching Chim with your big lovestruck doe eyes ever since you arrived."

"I'm not—" Maddie starts, and Buck just looks at her. "Okay, I am. It's kind of annoying how well you know me."

Buck laughs. "Yeah, well. Ditto."

They sit in silence for a few moments, just watching the party sprawled out in front of them.

Chimney is swaying with Jee-Yun off to the side, while Bobby and Athena keep easy time with the music on the dance floor, and Hen twirls Karen around before pulling her close. Then he finds himself looking at Eddie again, now doing a ridiculous little dance with Christopher and making him laugh. Buck can't help but smile.

"You could tell him, you know," Maddie says, as if it's that easy. As if he could really just go over there and ask, and the rest of his life could begin just like that.

"No, I can't. Too many worst-case scenarios," Buck replies. "Too many ways I could fuck it up."

"So you're just gonna mope about it."

"That's the plan."

"At least go dance with him or something, instead of just sitting here."

"I can't, I'm eating cake," he says, around a mouthful of cake. 

Maddie just huffs and rolls her eyes fondly, then settles back in her chair and rests her head on his shoulder. 

"We're pretty lucky, right?" she says, eyes trailing over their friends—their family. "To know all these incredible people. I never would have imagined a life like this for myself."

Buck smiles a bit, and doesn't tell her that there's still a part of him that half expects it all to disappear one day, and leave him in the dust. He'd never imagined this either, and yet here it all is right in front of him, everything he's always wanted. Some days he still can't quite believe it. 

He looks around, until his eyes land on Eddie again, and this time Eddie's looking back at him. "Yeah, pretty lucky," Buck says. 

Eddie waves, and Buck smiles, and he wonders how it ever took him this long to realize. He doesn't really know how to hold it all, this love and longing that he's gathered into his hands. It's too big to carry on his own, spilling through his fingers and reaching out towards the person it's all meant for. 

He has the ridiculous thought for a moment that those tendrils of wanting are what tug Eddie towards him, when Eddie starts making his way over, but he shoves it down just as quickly as it surfaced.

"I lost my dance partner to the dessert table," Eddie says, and Buck glances over to where Chris has joined Harry and Denny in piling sweets precariously high on their plates. Eddie sticks his hand out. "Wanna fill in?"

Buck stares at it for a second.

"I've got… cake," he says lamely.

Eddie raises an eyebrow, saying 'are you serious?' without saying anything at all, and Maddie just pulls the cake from his hands. 

"And now you don't. Bye," she says.

"I'll drag you out there if I have to," Eddie says, still holding his hand out, palm to the sky.

Buck relents, taking Eddie's hand and letting him haul him to his feet, knowing full well this could end in disaster but never quite able to refuse Eddie anything. Buck can handle this. He's going to dance with his best friend in front of everyone they know and he's not going to reveal that he's deeply, hopelessly in love with him. Easy.

It's not a particularly slow song, but the 'dance floor' isn't much more than a piece of plywood on the grass, and the crowd already occupying it pushes them close together. Buck stumbles—too much to drink, and too many feet to trip over—and, laughing, Eddie puts his arms out to steady him. It's infectious, so Buck laughs too, and lets himself lean into it for just a second. But even as he pulls back, Eddie keeps his hands on him. 

It's a dangerous thing, but he can't bring himself to step away, even as it pushes him ever closer to a ledge he may never come back from, and writes the words 'I love you' on the tip of his tongue. He won't have this for real, but for right now, maybe he can pretend.

And he doesn't know what comes over him—some combination of all the wine he's had, and all the love they're celebrating, maybe; or maybe it's all the feelings he's been trying to hold inside himself for so long, and how desperately lonely he feels everywhere except right where he's standing—but suddenly the gravity between them is impossible to resist, and he finds himself leaning closer, until he's kissing Eddie right there on the dance floor.

In the moment, it's everything he's ever dreamed of.

In the moment, he can almost pretend that this is them, that this is real and this is his. 

But then the song ends, and there's a beat of silence as Buck pulls back, and the weight of what he's just done settles heavily on his shoulders. 

Eddie doesn't say anything at first, he just blinks at Buck, a thousand tiny expressions flashing across his face, and Buck's not able to pick out even one of them. It's a knife twisting in his gut that Eddie is unreadable to him. 

And he can't be sure why—he can't be sure—but the ugliest voice in his head—the one that sounds just like him, but tears and tears and tears him down—tells him it's because he's just ruined the best thing he's ever had. That he's gone one step too far, and there's no taking it back now.

Then the music picks up again. All of this, in the span of seconds. Buck's heart made full and shattered again in the space between songs. And it's his own fault.

"I-I'm sorry, I'm—sorry," he says, stepping backwards, out of Eddie's arms and away from the one place his heart wants to call home. Buck doesn't even think anyone saw—all of them wrapped up in their own bubbles—but he suddenly feels exposed. Like that one action has stripped him bare and laid him out for the world to see. He can't stand it.

"Buck, wait—" Eddie starts, but Buck is already shouldering his way through the party, forcing a distance between them that only makes the ache in his chest grow. A distance that shouldn't be there, except that Buck is a coward, and he'd rather run than face whatever gentle rejection Eddie has in store for him.

Because what else could it be, right? 

Eddie could never want him like that; and why would he?

Eddie is bright as starlight and Buck is... damaged. Messy in ways he doesn't even understand half the time. He'd split up with Taylor—he'd done that for himself, and felt some distant hope that he'd find someone new to be happy with—but it didn't erase all the ways he'd let that relationship fracture and crumble while he kept grasping at the pieces. It didn't erase all the ways he'd broken it himself. 

So he runs, because he knows he can't ever have him, but part of him wants to live for just a little longer in the before. Before Eddie follows him, and Buck apologizes again, and they try to move forward like nothing happened. Before, while he can still distract himself with a sliver of misguided hope.

It's darker around the side of the house, the sun sinking low in the sky and the lights from the backyard not quite reaching where he's standing. It's quieter, too. Except for the pounding of his heart in his ears. 

It had been a beautiful day, and it looks like it's going to be a beautiful evening—for everyone but Buck. Because his dark clouds are thundering now, building a storm from the mess he's made for himself.

With tears in his eyes, he looks out at the sunset and thinks, distantly, of a universe where he and Eddie would be watching it together, hand in hand and happy, in every way Buck wants to be. The picture doesn't last long.

"Buck?"

He takes a moment, savouring the thought of his impossible future before it disappears, and then he looks over. Eddie is standing just out of reach, face full of concern, and looking like he can't decide whether to step closer or leave the space hanging between them. Buck can't really blame him, not after the lines he's crossed.

He almost doesn't speak. He doesn't know what he could possibly say to reverse it all, but he doesn't want to let Eddie speak first either. Buck's heart is already brittle from all his misuse of it, and he doesn't think it could stand another blow without crumbling completely.

"I fucked up," he says. 

"No," Eddie answers immediately. "No, Buck, you didn't." 

Buck blows out a shaky breath and looks away again, unable to bear the weight of Eddie's eyes on him.

"Look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean—I shouldn't have done that," Buck says, his voice small. He'd make it smaller if he could, just to take up less space in the air. "I wish I hadn't."

Eddie's brow furrows a bit, and it's adorable, and Buck really wishes he could turn his own brain off. "Then why did you?" he asks.

"I…" Buck pauses. The question takes him by surprise, and he thinks about brushing it off, saying something that would lead them closer to the end of this conversation, quick and painless. But when he speaks, only the truth finds its way out. "I forgot myself for a second. I got lost in the moment, or something. I wasn’t really thinking, I just—you're my person, you know? You mean so much to me and I'd never really thought about it in that way before but I guess I just finally realized…" He shakes his head. "I don't know."

"You really mean that," Eddie says, more a statement than a question, and there's something strange about his expression. Something that would almost make Buck hopeful, if he didn't know any better.

He takes a breath. He feels like crying.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have."

"Why do you keep saying that?"

There's the first crack.

"Because I'm—too much. And I kissed you and you haven't even said anything about it, and I honestly can't decide if the nothing is worse than a reaction; and more than anything I'm terrified that you're gonna find a reason to go." His voice cracks on the last word, and he hates himself a little more for it. "And I can't watch you leave. I can't. And I was just going to hold it in, and live with it, but I've gone and…" he sighs and just gestures at the air. Ruined everything, like always.

"You think I'd leave you behind?"

"Everyone does, and I can't—I can't do that with you, Eddie. Not with you."

"Buck—" Eddie says, like it's hurting him. The cracks spiderweb.

"Can we just forget it? I'm so stupid and I didn't mean to—I don't want things to be weird, okay? You're my best friend and I know I screwed up but—”

"Buck, you're not stupid. And I don't..." he pauses and seems to steady himself. "I don't want to forget it."

"You—what?"

"Buck, you're braver than me. I've never managed to find the courage to do what you just did, but that doesn't mean I haven't wanted to. I really, really, wanted to. You just got there first."

"You wanted… to kiss me," Buck repeats slowly, savouring the words. Eddie wanted to kiss him. 

Eddie laughs quietly, and his eyes crinkle in that way that says he's truly happy, and he nods. "Yeah," he says; such a simple word already mending those cracks in his heart with veins of gold. 

Buck stares at him, and Eddie stares back, so undeniably, overwhelmingly tender, and loving. Buck can't hold it, he has to look away.

"Hey, come on. Talk to me," Eddie says, in a tone so gentle it almost breaks Buck's heart again.

"You deserve more than I can give you, Eddie, you know? I-I’m never gonna be a perfect partner, I’m never gonna be easy, I’m—I’m a goddamn mess—"

"I don't want more. I don’t want easy, or perfect. I don't want anything, Buck. Just you," Eddie says, stepping into his space and putting his hand gently on Buck’s shoulder. His thumb rests easily in the dip above Buck’s collarbone, somehow grounding him and making it that much harder to breathe all at once. "I don't care about you because of what you give to me or what you do for me, okay? I care about you—I love you—because you're you."

Buck searches his eyes for something that might give up the game, looking for the 'I love you, but', 'I love you, unless', 'I love you, until'—but he doesn't find it.

"You love me?" Buck says, barely above a whisper, like the words are some fragile thing that he's never been allowed to touch.

"Of course I do," Eddie says just as quietly, but with such reverence it makes Buck shiver.

Buck doesn't say anything, doesn't really know how—words don't seem strong enough to name the depth of what Eddie is to Buck. He loves him, undoubtedly, unconditionally, but it's bigger than that. It's a future that Buck never believed he could hope for, now within reach. It's safety, and family, that Buck had all but accepted was meant for anyone but him. It's light that shines across even the darkest corners of his mind. Those corners where he's never been anything but cold, and alone, now awash with the warmth that Eddie carries with him. It's love—so much love—but it's also life. Like Buck had been breathing underwater until Eddie had come along and led him to shore.

Buck raises his hand—slowly, carefully—and brushes at the loop of hair falling across Eddie's forehead with feather-light fingers, then traces his skin down to cup his face in his hand.

"Kiss me again," Eddie says, so Buck does.

And this time, it's a kiss that feels like the start of forever.

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i’ll be yours forever (till forever falls apart), 10k

The sound of the water quieted some of the noises in his head, and he stared as it ran pink off his hands, carrying the worst of the blood away with it. But it left some behind, wedged into the creases on his palms, caked under his fingernails. He wondered how long he would have to scrub to clean the red away completely. He wondered how long he would keep seeing it there—feeling it there—even after it’s gone.

He lingered with his hands under the faucet for a long time, maybe hoping that the water would take with it not only the blood, but also the fear, and the uncertainty, and the vicious images of that night that were burned into his mind. It didn't. He turned the water off.

Finally, Eddie looked at the hoodie that Bobby had brought for him, and felt his heart break all over again.

It was Buck's.

Or: Buck and Eddie stop for groceries. Things don't go well for them.

i’d pick your thunder, i’d pick your rain, 3.3k

Buck wants (and wants, and wants), but he can't. He just—can't. Because all he's ever done is ruin his relationships and drive people away, and he can't bear the thought of watching Eddie leave him behind. But even more, he can't bear the thought of him staying.

Buck doesn't really think Eddie would have him, anyway.

So he'd held that aching love he'd discovered close to his chest, felt its flickering warmth and the spark of hope that came with it, and then tucked it away. Another piece of himself to hide from the world.

And things had been fine. He'd been managing it. Until now, when he's sitting in Hen and Karen's backyard in the fading evening light, and Eddie's wearing a stunning deep blue suit and a smile that's doing funny things to Buck's insides, and he just looks happy.

Or: Buck has realized he's in love with Eddie and he's definitely not going to do anything about that.

i tear myself down (to be built back up again), 1.3k

"Did you mean it?" Eddie asked after a minute. "About the transfer?"

"I don't know. Yeah. Probably," Buck said truthfully. In that moment he had meant it. He didn't want to leave, but if that was the price of his friends’ happiness, he would have paid it. He figured if all he was good for was tearing things apart, the least he could do was separate them from his mess.

"Did you really think we would have just let you go?"

Or: Buck is having a bad day. Eddie helps. (5x05 coda)

all of his little details, 1.8k

He put his head down, and let the drawing take shape under his hand.

Eddie tried to capture every detail of the scene in front of him. The comfortable way that Buck had draped himself across the chair, the way the warm light shone across his face and cast shadows in any place it couldn’t reach, the small crease he got between his brows when he was really concentrating on something.

It was in these moments that Buck looked most like himself. These quiet moments where the masks he wore slipped away, and he let himself just be. These were the moments where Eddie loved him the most.

Or: Eddie takes a moment to draw Buck. Buck notices.

take me back to the light, 1.8k

“What are we doing?” Eddie asked, peering up at the sky spotted with wispy clouds. The sun would be coming up soon.

“Appreciating the world for a minute,” Buck replied. “Let’s go to the roof.” He was walking away before he’d even finished speaking, and Eddie trailed after him.

Or: Buck and Eddie watch the sunrise.

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