#and settled on this

[chefbuck]

BAKING BAKING BAKING BAKING BAKING WITH OUR GUYS . THE GUYS EVER

🥮 baking / fall festivals (~ 800 wc)

“What are you doing?” 

“Hm? Nothing.” 

Buck turns away from Eddie’s frown and one minute he has an egg in his hand and the next he doesn’t. 

“Hey!” 

“I need you to fix the laundry.” Eddie’s words come out fast, like they’re in a race to get to the finish line.

Now it’s Buck’s turn to frown. “The laundry? What’s wrong with the laundry?”

“It’s… loud.” 

Buck is silent for a minute and all that can be heard is the hum from the fridge and the distant effects of Chris’ video game. “The laundry… is loud.” 

Buck stares at Eddie and Eddie stares at Buck and Buck raises one eyebrow and then: 

“Yep.”

Buck turns away from the baking supplies in front of him. “Eddie, what’s going on?”

“OK, look,” Eddie moves out of the way when Buck tries to grab the egg back. “You know I love your cooking. We love your cooking. You’re a great cook, Buck.” 

Buck warms under the sincerity of his compliment. “Thank you.”

“And… Bobby loves to bake. Athena once said he could feed a small village with the amount of baking recipes he has under his belt.” 

“...Sure.”

“And you…” Eddie looks off to the side like that will help him find the right words. “You’re a great firefighter. But baking is not firefighting.” 

Buck narrows his eyebrows. “I’m quite aware of that, thanks, Eddie. What are you trying to say here?”

With a sigh, Eddie gives up his dancing around and says, “You’re shit at baking.” 

Buck lets out a small noise of protest. “I’m sh- I’m not shit at baking!” 

“Buck.” 

Buck crosses his arms over his aproned chest. He can feel the embroidered Chef Buck along his arms. “Eddie, you were the one who wanted these cupcakes.” 

“Yes, and I will gladly eat anything you make. But I think as people with medical training, it would be irresponsible to poison students and parents with those cupcakes. No matter how annoying Pam is.” 

Buck’s muscle’s itch to smile at that, but he can’t right now. He’s supposed to be mad at Eddie. Or, not mad, but irritated. 

“What, you think you can do so much better?”

Eddie shrugs. “Actually, I think I can.” 

“You can’t even cook, Eddie.” Which isn’t really true anymore because he’s been learning. He’s pretty good at the small stuff like heated sandwiches and tacos and pesto. They’re a step up from the inedible foods he would make before, but if Eddie’s going to insult Buck’s character then Buck can insult right back. 

“I can follow directions.” There’s a smug look on Eddie’s face. He thinks he’s so funny. 

Buck’s jaw drops. “Wow. Wow.” 

Eddie’s face is slowly widening into a smile and he’s moving closer, gearing up to distract Buck with a really good kiss. Buck’s familiar with it and he could just complete the gap and lean forward to meet his mean boyfriend with a kiss. Instead, Buck leans back ever so slightly, dips two fingers in his spare bowl of flour, and streaks it across Eddie’s right cheek. Eddie scrunches his face together and the look, paired with the new flour decoration, is just so cute, it makes Buck’s annoyance melt away. 

Eddie opens his eyes. “Wow. Real mature, Buck.” 

Buck grins. “Thanks.” He sidesteps Eddie towards the counter next to the fridge.

“What are you doing?” 

“Well, since you want to bake sooo bad, I’m just gonna be the Eddie for today and sit here pretty while you do your thing.” 

It works and Eddie blushes a bit until he says, “No. You’re not allowed in the kitchen until I’m done.” 

“Not allowed?” 

“I’m not giving you any chances to try and sabotage me for a measly ‘I told you so.’” 

Buck laughs. “I never thought I’d see the day where you’d kick me out of the kitchen. Fine.” He’s untying his apron and lifting it over his head before putting it on Eddie. He wraps his arms around his boyfriends waist to tie it in the back. “There, now you’re ready.” 

And it’s really not Buck’s fault his boyfriend is pretty and rosy and he loves seeing Buck across his chest, like anyone could know that that’s his. So he kisses him with the good kiss he dodged earlier, the kind with one hand on his waist and the other cupping his jaw. Eddie leans into it and there’s probably flour spreading onto Buck’s face but he doesn’t really care with the way Eddie’s hand slides up his body. Then, it lands on Buck’s chest and pushes him off him and Buck has to blink for a second. 

“Leave, saboteur,” Eddie enunciates. 

It doesn’t work towards his benefit. It just draws Buck eyes to his pinkened, wet lips and Buck’s rolling his eyes before giving one last peck.

buck's aprons that enraptured me

[puppyeared]

filipina miku!! my mom helped me with her outfit ^_^

[sweetaru1]

i said i was gonna do it sorry it's not wild life I've been fixated on my ocs lately lmao

[heywriters]

If you want to write a dumb little story with a dumb little plot and ridiculously silly characters. No one's stopping you. Genuinely, no one should be allowed to stop you. Write that dumb story with your whole heart and don't hold back.

[zegalba]

Chloe White: Cuckoo Settles Down (2006)

[flufflecat]

why didn't we get to see ford in his evil warlock era

[yunisverse]

Been thinking about my old fakemons and what good good pubbies they are.

Cerbernard's barrel is full of aged berry juice that works as a Full Heal for lost and injured mountaineers. Berrel's barrel is full of Berrel.

[overh0l]

stuck in the province so i doodled some remy

[error-404-fuck-not-found]

Hey so remember how grocery prices suddenly jackknifed during lockdown and never went back down?

Well turns out the companies would have done that shit either way and had been steadily price-fixing for the last decade!

Washington State Attorney General Bob Ferguson just announced more than $40 million in court-ordained Fuck You money from massive swaths of food production companies are to be paid out to households earning at or below 175% of the federal poverty level ($25.5k for 1 person, $34.5k for 2 people households) before Dec 31st of this year. Happy Holidays.

"The bottom line here is that my legal team took on two large corporate price-fixing conspiracies that increased the cost for groceries for Washington families. We've prevailed, and as a result, we are sending checks to over 400,000 Washington households."

Cannot stress enough the extent of the conspiracies he's talking about here. 15 out of the total 19 chicken producers got nailed in this lawsuit. Not the total number of conspirators, mind, just the ones who left enough evidence for the AG to kick their ass in so expedient a manner. Make no mistake, all 19 were in on it. The court case against the rest of them has been delayed until October of next year, though. None of them are making it out unscathed.

Tuna didn't escape antitrust horseshit either, because the CEOs of Starkist, Chicken of the Sea, and Bumblebee Tuna had a fucking group chat where they complained that the price of tuna was "too low" and they agreed to artificially inflate the price.

“What’s so maddening about the conduct of these companies is the reason that they engaged in this price-fixing conspiracy was greed. They wanted to make money."

So anyway the AG who nailed their asses to the wall and continues to do so is running for governor. If you live in Washington, could be worth your vote when primary season rolls around.

[binary-bird]

to no one's surprise i ended up liking the character struggling with her own fictionality

[koobiie]

based on that one q&a... i'm a sucker for a pokemon crossover

[umblrspectrum]

i love learning cursive just to write text for exactly one character

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

It's just guys night talk! Don't worry about it!

(Read Tiger Tiger and shake this man awake so he can finish that thought!)

[apostatively]

Find you a man so enraptured with your presence the devs have to patch him