#Buck Knives.

[hija-ck]

𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚎

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸’𝚍 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎

𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜

𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎

𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚎, 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎?

i have been having Thoughts 🔪🩸

[country-born-raised]

Buck 110 Stars and Stripes Limited Edition

[buckknived]

[lovinglampcalzonepalace]

The Bucktommy Breakup: A Knives Out Mystery

Will dark forces prevent renowned detective Benoit Blanc from solving this astonishing mystery?

[watchyourbuck]

hey sofia! how are you? any new wips you have that you could a sneak peak for? any old ones you miss working on? have a good day!

omg stop i love this question!! hi nonny!! im oki, just busy<3 how are you?? also yes!! ill share a lil smth of each °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

so as for new wips, im working on a stablished buddietommy fic that should be ready on tuesday if all goes well

Buck made a sound at that, hiding in Eddie’s neck. He placed a few lazy kisses right under his pulse point, relishing in the little mewl it got him. “What time is it?” “Late enough to get on with the day,” Eddie whispered, glancing at Tommy from over Buck’s frame. He was still asleep, covered to his pits. So, that’s who’d taken the sheets. “Want any breakfast?”

i also have an abandoned buddie fic (jealous + getting together). idk whether to continue, what do you think?

Putting the phone down, an idea brew deep down. It’s not like he’d encourage himself to pursue it, but these days his free will was dauntingly compromised. He swallowed. This could go one of two ways, and he wasn’t very keen on finding out which. However, the more he thought about it, the more appealing it sounded. His pleasure wasn’t his own anymore, and giving away the one part of himself he could control could do the trick. To forget, to move on. Move on from Eddie.

concerning wips that i have paused we have murder husbands, which i swear im getting back to. heres a snippy from chapter 4

He swallowed, the man’s spit running down his throat and out the corners of his mouth. Messily. “Fuck me,” he urged; demanded. Buck’s right hand flew up, covering half his face with it. He felt the back of his eyes tense. Too much pressure. “I don’t take orders from you.”

and my absolute love love baby wip which is the prince au (snippy from chapter 3):

The stranger was slightly shorter than the Prince, dressed in proper, yet not elegant enough attire to be a royal. His hair was darker than night, and so were his eyes, although what stood apart the most was the overwhelming worry on them. His hand traveled from the Prince’s upper arm to his forearm, then back up. Then Edmundo put his head on the man’s shoulder.

id also share something from Arcane3 (the build a fic game fic - see pinned post on my blog), but this post is already entirely too long so sdfghj thank you for ur ask i truly enjoyed answering <33 MHAW

tagging a few besties! take this as my friday tag game! @spagheddiediaz @honestlydarkprincess @honestlyeddie-im-bi @babybibuck @diazsdimples @hippolotamus @steadfastsaturnsrings @sunshinediaz @hoodie-buck @buckleyobsessed @bucksbirthmark @urfactual @eddiebabygirldiaz @thewolvesof1998 @jesuisici33 @loserdiaz @monsterrae1 @bigfootsmom @tizniz @spotsandsocks @devirnis @bidisasterevankinard @theotherbuckley @exhuastedpigeon @firemedicdiaz @kitteneddiediaz @your-catfish-friend @cal-daisies-and-briars @elvensorceress @daffi-990 @neverevan (let me know if you wish to be removed!)

[buckevantommy]

callum blue is a british actor playing the main(?) firefighter on Hotshots so i'm saying it right now: he'll keep his british accent between scenes but give his character a fake usamerican accent when filming LIKE A CERTAIN SOMEONE WE KNOW *cough*oliver*cough

[firearms-knives]

[regurgitatedmaggots]

Butchered 3 goats rn

[monoman1c]

My buck 110 knife came in. I am now cursed forever to sleep on a twin sized mattress in somebody’s attic or basement my whole life, never graduating up in size to add another, and my nightmares will have nightmares every night.

[silence-of-words]

Nice new blade for carry.

[knivestothroats]

why is this knife $190. it should be free for me bc i'm a special lil guy.

[country-born-raised]

[mantisgodsdomain]

If you ever go into traditional art in any way, then we HEAVILY suggest investing in a good ruler. A metal one, without the rounded edges that you'll see in some stores. You WILL want its assistance in drawing straight edges, you WILL want to be able to reliably measure any piece of paper you might need to cut down to size, you'll probably use it far more often than you'd expect, and the durability of a metal ruler will mean you will almost definitely never have to replace it and also let you use it as a multitool for anything that may require a flat hunk of metal.

[arrayed-in-purple]

𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝟏𝟏𝟗 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥

[duncanor]

Before I go to sleep, I have a confession to make :

I think Stampede Knives isn't as nice on the eye as Trimax Knives, goo dby

[watchyourbuck]

✮ Seven Sentence Sunday ✮

tagged by @theotherbuckley @daffi-990 @jamespearce9-1-1 @wikiangela @disasterbuckdiaz & @wildlife4life 💗 thank you my loves

alright so I kinda wanna apologize bc I assumed I’d be able to have the next Murder Husbands chap by today but it was an eventful weekend and I’m so burnt out😭 I’m so very sorry, but pls, enjoy a snippet (although im not sure it’ll stay in the chapter I’m currently writing). again, I’m sorry I’ll do better!!!

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“Did you just shoot me?” Eddie asked, looking up from the gracing wound, slight pain going up and down his forearm. “Did you just fucking shoot me?”

The man heaved in pain, a thread of saliva going down his chin. He had tears in the corners of his eyes; blood gushing out of the stump. He should black out any second now. Still, an amused little grin pulled at the corners of his lips.

“What the fuck happened?”

Through the door stormed an angry Buck, glancing from the victim, to Eddie, to the wall behind him, where a bullet was incrusted in the concrete.

“Asshole just shot me,” he said, looking at his hand. There was some blood smeared across his palm. “Barely missed.”

Buck’s eyes darkened. He swiftly unhooked his knife — when did he even hook it? — and flicked it into the air, spinning it with controlled precision. “Your luck just ran out.”

Eddie had to force himself in place as he watched the blade pierce the man’s skin.

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tagging in return @lover-of-mine @malewifediaz @thewolvesof1998 @try-set-me-on-fire @your-catfish-friend @mattsire @monsterrae1 @hippolotamus @eddiebabygirldiaz @firemedicdiaz @fortheloveofbuddie @honestlydarkprincess @spagheddiediaz @eowon @buckleyobsessed @eddie---diaz @911-on-abc @jeeyuns @loserdiaz @smilingbuckley @bucksbirthmark & @exhuastedpigeon 🧚🏼‍♀️