#apocalypse buddies

[jettywavewind]

Reblogging for exactly 1 pair on here.

Feel free to add more to the list, cuz I def missed some xd

[stinkrat-aleks]

Pietro “no longer bitchless” Maximoff

[rememberwhouare]

Hopefully, this makes you smile ☺️

[bilosan]

buddie + zombie apocalypse au

(9-1-1 // gif prompts)

[ethosiab]

Okay looking at skizz and mumbos namemc. If that's what I think it is, Tango is so dead

[sunnyclouds-art]

Buck zombie x Eddie survivor who keeps him on a chain leash and acts like he's still the bubbly guy he fell in love with (sketch example)

[kananjarus]

for all the haunts and homes of men // buddie // apocalypse au

chapter 17

What did Eddie Diaz lose?

Everything.

Buck knew that as a fact.

He hadn’t been offered any of the rituals of closure. From his point of view it was exactly as he’d said - Christopher had just disappeared. The hard to believe part was not that despite all that loss - that tremendous, heart-stabbing loss - Eddie had remained sane, driven, duty-bound, and most importantly, kind. It was the fact that he had survived at all. Eddie’s plain speech needled at his numbed brain. None of us will ever get back what we lost. This hardly surprised him. Buck could adapt. If nothing else, he was finely tuned for the challenge. As he watched Eddie walking out of the corner of his eye - mechanically, like a soldier - he realized something new. The next-to-hardest thing was going to figure out how to tell Eddie that he was wrong.

read on ao3

read from the beginning

[hisbucky]

Chris, writing in his diary: Year 5, Day 21 since we moved to LA; dad still hasn't realized he's in love with Buck. Not sure about Buck, but he's been showing signs of awareness. It's still too early to lose hope. Note for tomorrow, call Aunt Maddie and ask for more advice.

[exhuastedpigeon]

Writing for multiple fandoms at the same time is all fun and games until you realize the fic you started for one ship should probably actually be about another ship.

[rufflekerfuffle]

oh zerxus, how far you’ve fallen to forget your own hubris

[ezraspiderwick]

Eddie Diaz x Evan Buckley

Summary:

The zombie apocalypse is here, and Christopher is thousands of miles. Eddie and Buck will not stop for anything until they get to their son.

[charbon69]

💀Apocalypse Fest💀

-Team Save The Day. WE DO NOT GO QUIET INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT. RAGE RAGE AGAINST THE DYING OF THE LIGHT. In other words, Nah I'd win. Even though we lost fest lmao :> saving the day multiple times is at the top of my bucket list idk what yall doin hehe same'ol had a nice color but I don't wanna die stuck here.

-Just got to ruler :<

-Won a 100× before halftime :>

-They have never given us an actual red other than world premiere. ○-○ weak.🩸

-Congrats to frye on her 2nd.. 3rd Win? I PROPHESIED IT LAST FEST, PhSYCHiC🔮

-I think bout this hypothetical to much

-✨️I like 🎆Fizzbangs🎆 can I hold more 🎆Fizzbangs🎆 ✨️please✨️sir✨️

-sumthin missin.

Let's say mm 6.5/10 theme was fun :>

[bekkachaos]

🍂 APOCALYPSE BUDDIE MY BELOVED 🍂

aahhhhhh Meegs I know how you love this one! have some of Buck's pov 💕 fun fact this is loosely based on the book "all that's left in the world" which is a gay teen apocalypse story that I LOVED so much

🍂 buddie apocalypse au

He had never met someone so stubborn. Or maybe he had just forgotten what stubbornness was like, how it grated him.

When Eddie had said that he was leaving immediately after finishing the stew (if you could really call it that, it was nothing like the food he used to make), Buck had been surprised. He had seen the state of Eddie's leg once he'd stitched it, and he knew it wasn't going to look any better less than a day after.

Not that he'd checked. He had thought about it, but he didn't want to wake Eddie from his sleep when he so clearly needed it.

So he had let him sleep, letting the thought settle in his mind that Eddie would be sticking around at least a few days until some of the bruising had subsided and he had at least some strength back and with more food in his belly. It was idiotic of him to try and leave now.

What the hell was he trying to get to that was so important he would risk dying for it, Buck thought as he watched Eddie get to his feet like a baby deer. He shook his head lightly as he wobbled, putting his foot down to test it and immediately regretting his choices.

He lurched forward with a loud wince and without thinking it through, Buck did the same, reaching out to catch him and hold him steady.

His hands braced against his ribs and he felt Eddie's hands instinctively clutch at his arms, holding on as he caught his balance and then looking up and into Buck's eyes in a way that scorched him all the way through. Could he feel Eddie's heart beating beneath his hands or was he imagining it? Were there traces of gold flecks in those cedar eyes? Had hands always felt this hot when they gripped his skin? Had he really forgotten what it was to be touched by someone?

He tore his eyes away from Eddie's and gave him a slight nudge towards the couch again, hearing the huff of annoyance leave Eddie's lips as he let himself be guided back down.

Buck stepped away as soon as he was steadily seated, still not meeting his eyes.

He scolded himself for the way his heart thudded loudly against the inside of his ribs, the throb of it reaching his extremities. He clenched his fists to try and drive that feeling away. He couldn't afford to let that feeling get comfortable.

It wasn't like Eddie wanted to stay. It's not like I want him to, Buck chastised himself internally.

pick a wip, and make me write!

[midnightwind]

why is everyone so pissy at me after the Fade!! the Inquisitor just physically fought through hell and all I hear is whining afterwards

[kananjarus]

for all the haunts and homes of men // buddie // apocalypse au

chapter sixteen

Eddie raised his eyebrows. “Are you in the habit of seeing ghosts?” It was a nicer way of asking if he was more or less insane. 

Buck squeezed his eyes shut, trying to overcome the vertiginous feeling that was threatening to sweep him up and carry him away. If only Eddie knew. “Not a for a while now.”

“Oh, well that’s reassuring.”

Buck lifted his face, and when their eyes locked together, they seemed to get lost in each other. Eddie no doubt trying to diagnose him, or to see if Buck was the kind of person he could trust. Buck, hoping to see past the deep-gut feeling of familiarity of the man he’d just met and realizing that with every second that he looked, his feelings only became more complicated. 

[cousticks]

i understand rimbaud because i too would love to try to explain to verlaine that he's so obviously human over and over again until he understands