#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)

[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.

[rufflekerfuffle]

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

[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. 

[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

[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

[piningbuddies]

seven several sentence sunday

tagged in various wip games over the last few days by @capseycartwright @alyxmastershipper @dorkydiaz @911onabc @fcntasmas <33333 i haven't written very much at all the past few weeks because i've had exams, but thankfully my last final is tomorrow so i should be starting to write a little bit more!! anyways, here's some apocalypse fic for you all, some calm before The Storm:

"I love you."

It's like all of the air's been sucked out of the bar, making Buck a little lightheaded. Eddie's staring at him, wide eyed, and he just hasn't said anything. The silence drags on and on, Buck's heart hammering away in his chest as he waits for the inevitable rejection that he knows is coming.

"You— you what?"

Buck feels a little bit hysterical. "I love you, Eddie. In a really big, really embarrassing way. I just...I needed you to know that."

"Buck," Eddie breathes, his face neutral and impassive in a way that has Buck's stomach turning. "I—"

"I- It's okay." Buck says quickly, moving to stand, suddenly feeling like he needs to be literally anywhere else. "I know you don't feel the same way, I just needed to tell you because— well, tomorrow isn't promised to anyone, y'know? Anyways," He plasters his best approximation of a smile onto his lips, hoping Eddie can't see the way it's cracked at the edges as he begins to scooch his way out. "I'm meeting Maddie early tomorrow, I should really go—"

A hand closes around his wrist, gentle but firm enough to keep him in his place. "I love you too."

Buck feels like his strings have just been cut. "You do?"

Eddie's thumb sweeps over his pulse point and Buck feels it ricochet in every cell in his body. "How could I not love you? How could anyone not?"

tagging um @diazass @henswilsons @thatbuddie @madneyslifeline @eddiescowboy @alyxmastershipper @911onabc @dorkydiaz @honestlydarkprincess and anyone else who'd like to share <333

[ladydorian05]

Seven sentence Sunday

Thank you for the tag @wikiangela @wildlife4life! and @hippolotamus

Since a lot of people seemed interested in Love from the other side, @made-ofmemoriesand I are co-writing that one, I'm sharing a little bit more about it (this is probably going to be the last sneak peek for a while since we haven't really worked a lot on it recently).

Chris is in Eddie’s arms. He walked by himself for a lot of yesterday's journey and woke up with sore legs today, he has been especially clingy since. Eddie doesn’t mind he’d carry this kid through hell and back if he had to.  The little voice in the back of his brain very unhelpfully points out that this is only the beginning of their journey even though Eddie feels like they’ve been walking for years. They aren’t even out of Texas yet. Eddie stumbles over his own feet and for one horrifying second he thinks he’s about to fall face first onto the tarmac with Chris in his arms. Buck’s hand shoots out gripping his arm to steady him before that can happen. Eddie’s heart is pounding in his chest as he regains his footing and the easy smile on Buck’s face has been replaced by worry.  “Dad?” Eddie blinks away the rush of adrenaline. Buck’s hand is still on his arm as if he’s worried he’s going to collapse without the support. “Are you ok?” “Yeah. I’m ok. Just tripped, that's all.” Buck does not look convinced. Eddie doesn’t really blame him, he knows he looks as exhausted as he feels.

No pressure tags!!

@made-ofmemories @thewolvesof1998 @your-catfish-friend @disasterbuckdiaz @diazblunt @alyxmastershipper @loserdiaz @crowleywasagryffindor