#buck buckley x eddie diaz

[writingamarie]

for snippet saturday! here’s what i’ve written today. if i write from any of the other stories maybe i’ll post snippets for them as well. feel free to ask for a specific story snippet and i’ll write for it!

Buck fell back onto Eddie’s bed with a thud, his awkward landing the least graceful sight Eddie had ever witnessed. Despite being on the football team, Buck seemed incapable of maintaining his balance, a testament to the number of drinks he must have consumed before Eddie had intervened. He laughed slightly and slid his arms under Eddie’s pillows to burry his face in the blue cotton pillow case for a moment. When he turned onto his back his arms fell over his face like a shield from the ceiling fan light. A groan escaped Buck's lips—an uncomfortable sound that teetered between a wince and an impending gag.

“This isn’t Chris’s bed,” Buck slurred, his eyes glassy and unfocused during the quick moment he peeked from behind his arms at Eddie.

“Chris’s room is too far from the bathroom,” Eddie said, “I’d rather you not puke all over the floor.”

Getting Buck settled in his bed was the logical choice. His room had an attached bathroom. Eddie sighed, knowing his back could endure one night on the couch, especially for Christopher’s best friend. Chris might be in LA with his mom, but Eddie could already picture his son’s disappointed face if he returned to find out Buck had been abandoned in a time of need.

“I don’t puke, Mister Diaz,” Buck insisted, his words a jumbled mess, “I don’t even think I have a gag reflex.”

The information slipped from Buck’s lips so easily that Eddie was positive he hadn’t even realized he’d said it. That was information Eddie could have gone his whole life oblivious to. His thoughts drifted back to the bar, where he had watched Buck draped over that nameless man, the stranger’s hands possessively splayed across Buck’s back. The sight had stirred something in Eddie, a mix of protectiveness and concern. He had clocked Buck from the moment Christopher brought him home —a lonely child in search of someone that liked him; apparently that search had never ended. Buck was only twenty, yet the bar had seemed like a second home to him. How many of those men knew the secret Buck had unwittingly shared with Eddie? A drunken slip that Eddie refused to let himself linger on for too long.

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[girldadbuckley]

when the shared brain cell is stuck buffering

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

#Welcome Back Couch Theory

[seths-rogens]

i like to call this ‘popular mlm ships with freakishly similar name dynamics’

this means absolutely nothing i’ve simply been observing this for a hot sec

[jayhsketch]

Eddie Diaz: I'm gonna keep on dancing at the pink pony club

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[fedzzzart]

“you can hear it in the silence”🌙✨

[tiringwritings]

Behind every gay person is an even gayer, more evil person

[watchyourbuck]

[gayhoediaz]

8.06 end scene ♡

[dudesrysly]

“You said you did this last year, why are you just telling me now?”

“Because, Evan,”

[timeshareindestin]

autumn air; jacket ‘round my shoulders is yours.

[writingamarie]

Your WIP emoji came across my dash:

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(As a queer, ex-catholic who went to catholic school, I know the end will hurt but maybe it'll be cathartic? lol)

“I want to tell Maddie, maybe… kinda. No, I mean I do. I want to tell Maddie.”

Eddie stared at him like he had grown two extra heads, “Jesus, Evan…”

He bit his bottom lip, tugging the sensitive flesh between his teeth in the way his mom had always hated. Maddie had been more a mother to him than his mom. She’d been the one patching up his scrapes every time he got hurt. Evan wanted her to know all of him. He knew why they snuck moments together at school —Eddie had laid all that out for him plenty of times before, but he didn’t need to hide from his sister.

“I think —no I know she’d be supportive. I know she’d be there for me. And it’s not like she knows anyone in your life. There’d be no chance the news could get back to your parents. And it’d be good I think, to hide a little less, right?”

There was only a beat after his words before Eddie’s lips were on his. The privacy of their shared room fueled his confidence. Evan let himself be swept away by the tornado of Eddie’s affection. He let himself be distracted from the fact that Eddie had never actually answered his question.

[chenfordsbee]

the saga continues (7x06 I 8x02 I 8x05)

[vilmathelemon]

Sweet Buddie kiss

[bobbysfirehose]

drift further into you

figuring out the poses was hell

also, incredibly self-indulgent. i just wanted to draw their pecs

[jayhsketch]

Happy (buddie) halloween!! a little late but here it is ☺️

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