#eddie was like 'i know there's a weird girl out there somewhere who will see me' and here i am 😌

[canongf]

your f/o was waiting for you even before they knew they were waiting for you. your f/o was waiting for someone who would make them feel the way only you make them feel, your f/o was waiting for someone who would love them the way only you love them, and even if they didn't know it was you specifically they were waiting for, they knew you were out there somewhere. if they dated before you, it's because they were trying so hard to find you. if they didn't date before you, it's because they knew it was only a matter of time before they did. and they did. and they feel like they can finally breathe because they have you now and they don't have to wait anymore.

[luveline]

Hi jade!! I saw ur looking for some Steve or Eddie requests, I was thinking either of them seeing reader a little tipsy leaving a party with a guy she obviously doesn’t want to go with and they kinda step in and save her:) ily

ty for requesting! fem, 1.2k

“What’s up with you?” 

Eddie shakes his head. “What do you mean?” 

Jamison, taller than Eddie, rests on the opposite side of the same door frame. They’re blocking the hallway, Eddie in the kitchen doorway and Jamison the living room’s, but neither care nor mind. Being conscientious isn’t Jamison’s style, and Eddie’s too heartbroken to care. 

“What, is it Y/N?” Jamison asks. 

Eddie nods in your direction, past Jamison’s shoulder. He turns. 

You’re sitting amongst a crowd of people on a coffee table, a guy standing between your legs. He’s holding your face, a hand especially possessive at the side of your neck.

“I didn’t even know she was talking to somebody,” Eddie says. 

“That’s not a lot of talking,” Jamison says. “She looks wasted.” 

You do seem pretty tipsy, your eyes heavy, head lolling into the guy’s hand. He laughs at you and bends to touch you, his hands going under your arms, and Eddie has to look away. 

Jamison gives him a shove. “Eddie.”

“I can’t look. My heart is broken.” 

“Eddie, does that seem weird to you?” 

Eddie joins Jamison in the doorway and glares at the people glaring at them both to move, before he finds you again. The guy you’re with is trying to pull you into a standing position, but you’re moving backward, attempting to lay on the coffee table despite a mound of decorative books and candles. 

“Sweetheart,” the guy says softly, “come on, let’s get you home.” 

“No, thanks.” 

Eddie shrugs. “I don’t know. Just seems like she’s drunk.” 

Still, his feelings set aside, there’s something off about it. You’re squirming away from his touch —he grabs your hip and you groan like you’re in pain. The guy's smile twitches and Eddie thinks, Oh. 

He forces Jamison to take his drink and plunges forward. 

“I don’t want to go with you,” you say, slurring but for sure a rejection. 

“Y/N,” Eddie says, before your mystery guy can get another word in, his hand suspiciously tight on your elbow, “you okay?” 

“She’s fine.” 

“Awesome,” he says, giving the guy a smile and turning his attention right back to you. Your expression fills with familiarity, your shoulders sagging in relief. “You okay?” 

“I just said she’s fine.” 

“And both times I wasn’t asking you,” Eddie says, looking at your jerk with wild incredulity. “Dude.” 

“Eddie, I’m okay,” you say. 

“Yeah? Wanna come and get a glass of water?” 

“Munson, I fucking have her, man. She’s fine, she literally asked me to take her home.” 

This guy isn’t an out and proud skeeze ball, he’s undercover. Eddie can’t tell instantly if he’s lying, nor could he have spotted him a mile off, but the more he watches how he’s acting, the more Eddie doesn’t care either way; boyfriend or not, he can’t just grab you and pull at you. 

“Maybe stop fucking dragging her around,” Eddie snaps.

“I’m trying to help her up! It’s none of your business.” 

Eddie can’t fight. He sizes the guy up anyways and decides his best bet is a swift attack, Eddie’s probably gonna need the first punch. He curls his hand into a fist at his side to give it one last shot. 

“Listen,” Eddie says, “I’m gonna ask her if she wants to go with you, and no matter what she says I’m not gonna let her, anyway. One of the girls can take her home.” 

“You fucking loser,” the guy says, with enough vitriol for Eddie to know he’s about to get punched. 

You save the day. You finally manage to stand, and you rag your arm out of the weird guy’s grip. Your other hand sews through Eddie’s arm, your drunken weight pressing into his side. “I don’t wanna go anywhere with him,” you say to Eddie, looking into his face with urgency. “I don’t even know who he is.” 

“You fucking creep,” Eddie says to the guy. “‘Cos she’s drunk you’re gonna force her into the car? Go be a ‘white knight’ somewhere else, Jesus.” 

“Leave me alone!” you pipe up. 

“You’re both fucking losers,” the guy says, stalking off through the door and into the hallway. 

Eddie wishes he could say that he can’t believe how creepy people are. He can’t imagine what the guy would’ve done to you if he’d managed to get you back to his car. 

“You okay?” he asks you again. 

You sit down hard on the coffee table. With music thumping from the kitchen and tens of eyes on you, you’re looking overwhelmed, and queasy if your constant swallowing is any indication. 

Eddie sits down next to you. “You don’t know that guy?” 

“No. Name is Connor something, I think.” 

Connor the Creep, Eddie thinks. Fitting. “Your arm okay? He was grabbing you pretty tightly.” 

“I thought he was gonna take me to his car,” you say, letting your face hang forward. 

“I wasn’t gonna let him.” Eddie pats your leg amicably. “Seriously. I thought he was your new boyfriend at first, but you made it clear you didn’t wanna go with him. Good job.” 

You shake your head. “I’m so stupid.” 

“If you’re stupid, I’m dire.” 

“I can’t believe how drunk I am,” you say, turning to him, stressed and humoured at once. You giggle strangely. It’s pretty cute, but Eddie’s wondering if he should be pulling you in for a hug or something, you look that unsettled. 

“It’s a party! That’s what people do at them. You’re fine.” 

“Not fine. What if he felt me up?” you ask. 

Eddie nods. “Right. I’m sorry I didn’t swoop in sooner, I would’ve– I’m just dumb as a bag of rocks. I couldn’t tell he was being a creep until I got a good look at you.” 

“Don’t be sorry, you got him to leave me alone.” 

“…Are you sure you’re okay?” he asks. 

His eyebrows pinch. Yours follow, like a funny mirror, and you hold your hands out on wobbly arms, waiting for him to put something against your chest. He shakes his head in confusion. 

“Can you hug me?” you ask. 

His eyebrows rise, his lips press together in surprise, and he hides it by quickly taking your arms and pressing them against his sides. He wraps his own around the tops of your arms and your shoulders, his hair pulled as he smushes your heads together. 

“You don’t have to go home with anybody you don’t want to,” he promises, scared that you’re scared. 

“I wanna go home with you,” you say, feeling along one side of his waist nicely. 

He holds back a shiver. “I’m gonna get Macy to take you, babe. Don’t worry.” 

“Okie dokie. Thank you, Eddie, you saved me.” 

“It was a team effort.”

You speak into his shoulder, “Go team.”

[cherryc1nnam0n]

Dad's not home | Modern!Eddie Munson x AFAB!Reader x Stepdad!Jim Hopper

Summary: You've been dating Eddie for months now and he's grown very fond of someone from your own family... Luckily, they both share the same love for you 🩷

Cw: 18+, Stepcest, pansexual!Eddie, slut!Eddie, stepdad!Hopper, talk of beefy Hopper, lots of dirty talk, cheating, threesome, anal sex, unprotected p in v, 2 guys 1 girl, masturbation (male receiving), excessive cumming Eddie, nipple play, little angst with happy ending, plot twist

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You loved Eddie very much, so so much you let him do anything he wanted, you never ever questioned him or even felt jealous of him, he was the perfect boyfriend and you were the perfect partner for him

So due to this unbreakable trust you had on him, you never expected what was going to come...

You were home alone at the cabin you lived in with your stepdad, your mother had passed a few years ago and having nowhere else to live, you decided to stay with him, being the chief of police and a genuinely nice man you trusted him and he made great company and food

But one thing he didn't like were visits, he knew Eddie, having arrested him multiple times for speeding or drug dealing, he didn't expect you to date him and he didn't like him at his house one bit, so you had to be sort of sneaky when you wanted him to come over either to hang out or fuck your brains out

So here you were in bed, texting your boyfriend to invite him over, feeling particularly needy of his dick

Hey babe

My step dad's not home ;)

I know

That threw you off guard, what does he mean he knows?

Wdym you know??

He realized his mistake, quickly texting back an answer

I mean, idk it's a tuesday at night, he's probably working right?

"Hmmm, that was weird, but okay" oh poor naive you, believing his reply you texted again

Yeah you're right

Wanna come over? ;)

"Shit" Said Eddie thinking of an excuse you would believe, but, you would believe anything he told you anyway

Sorry babe can't do, I'm helping Wayne fix his truck

"Damnit" you said to yourself when you read his text, he was once again busy to not come over

K, love u

Love u too

"Good boy, and she doesn't even suspect a thing huh? Such a shame she trusts you so much, won't ever see it coming" Hopper's voice spoke into Eddie's ear

Truth was, Eddie did know where your step dad was, because he was currently at a motel with him, getting his ass pounded by the older man

"Shit, please just stop talking and fuck me"

"Bratty tonight are we? I'll fuck the attitude out of you" Said the older man grabbing onto Eddie's waist and starting to really ram into him, making the younger one gasp and moan as his eyes rolled back, phone discarded somewhere on the creaking bed

Oh poor naive you...

Next time something weird happened was when you and Eddie were at his place watching a movie, said movie was not of your interest as you were jerking off your boyfriend under the blanket you had on your laps, suddenly you felt him twitch and he groaned particularly loud, you looked at the screen and a beefy dad bod man was on the screen, you could see his body jiggle as he walked and he looked damp with water or sweat, you failed to notice how Eddie bit his lip and came all over your hand unexpectedly

"What? So soon Ed's?"

"Shit s-sorry, I just-" he scrambled over his words "I just, have been really needy for you babe" he lied to your face so easily now, reality was that he was reminded of those nights he got fucked by your step dad when he saw that man who had a similar body complex as his forbidden lover "Sorry babe, lemme make it up to you, m'kay?"

You couldn't say no to that...

But the last straw was when he kept on denying you again, and again, and again, always coming up with lame excuses you were starting to get tired of

"I have a very important deal to get to"

"Sorry babe, I don't feel so good tonight"

"Babe, my van has a flat tire"

"Sorry babe, I have explosive diarrhea"

"I AM DONE WITH THIS BULLSHIT!" You had enough of this game, so you set out on a plan to finally know what Eddie was up to instead of being with you

You started following him, his van was driving outside of town and into a secluded area, that's when you saw the sign of a motel down the road, your stomach sank when you realized where this was going

You parked far away from his van and saw him get out, look around and then stand outside it, smoking a cigarette as he seemed to be waiting for someone, maybe the girl he was cheating on you with

Another car was pulling in, and you swear you got whiplash, it was your step dad's police car pulling in, he parked next to Eddie's van and got off, rounding the vehicle to come over to your boyfriend and they started making out furiously, you felt like you could pass out from the betrayal, your boyfriend and your step dad?! Really?! You knew Eddie sometimes would ogle men like when Steve was wearing those tiny basketball shorts one day but to fuck your step dad?! This is a whole new level of low

You watched them go into a room so you decided to strike then, quickly jogging to the door and knocking on it

Inside the two men separated from their kiss and eyed the door, not expecting anyone to knock or even know who they were to begin with...

Hopper reluctantly got up to open the door and was met with a very you standing there, in pure reflex he closed the door cutting you off when you opened your mouth to yell at him

"Who is it?" Eddie asked sitting up on the bed

"Uhm... You might wanna cover your ears"

He opened the door again and you started yelling your heart out

"HOW DARE YOU?! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU FUCK MY BOYFRIEND?! HE'S MINE!!"

"Y/n?!" Eddie said as he heard you, you stormed into the room pushing Hopper away and coming to yank Eddie's hair "Not the hair! Not the hair!"

"YOU'RE A FUCKING WHORE MUNSON!"

"I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry" you had begun to strangle him with his own hair, wrapping it around his throat and he kept on smacking your arms to release him

"Okay that's enough baby" Hopper said grabbing you away from Eddie who grabbed his throat in pain "We're not the only ones wrong here"

"She was strangling me" Eddie said out of air

"NO LEMME GO! I'M GONNA KILL HIM!" You trashed around in Hopper's arms but he just chuckled

"Okay settle down, you're not a saint yourself baby"

"What? What do you mean?" Eddie asked from the floor

"I mean that, Y/n has been a bad girl for her daddy, right baby?"

That's when it clicked for Eddie, and he smiled triumphantly

"Aha! You're a whore also! You've been fucking Hopper too!" He said pointing at you

"Yeah and he was supposed to be only mine!"

"Well, I guess he likes guys too, right daddy?" Eddie said talking to Hopper, to which he chuckled again

"Okay okay, there's enough for the two of you, we can share if you want to?"

So that's how you ended up sandwiched between both men, back facing Hopper and he grinded against your ass while he made you and Eddie make out, hands roaming each other's bodies, you felt yourself being lifted and you knew it was your step dad making space for him to fuck you in the ass, having better access to your tits Eddie wasted no time in latching onto one and nursing on it while also looking to enter your pussy

"Fuck daddy, fuck me please"

"Already on it princess" Hopper said as he je started to fuck your ass, while Eddie followed behind on fucking your pussy, wrapping your legs around Eddie's waist as you were being held by Hopper

"Fuck, I'm so close, gonna cum, fuck gonna cum!" You moaned as both men kissed your shoulders, neck, back and chest and then each other over your frame

"Cum baby, lemme feel it" Eddie said ramming into your pussy as Hopper kept on destroying your ass

With one loud shriek you came all over Eddie as he pumped his cum into you, what you loved of him was how much he came all the time, he would literally bulge your stomach from how much he came inside you, meanwhile Hopper emptied out in your ass

"Your turn Eddie boy"

"Yessir"

Now on your back with your legs wide open, Eddie on all four's eating you out while Hopper fucked him from behind, it was beautiful sight to see, how good Eddie took Hopper's 9 incher in his ass and how it brushed against his prostate every time he moved, and how his tongue was fucking your pussy along with Hopper's rythm was all too much and too good all over

"Fuck, fuck!" Eddie moaned into your pussy as he neared his peak, cock twitching as he prepared to cum again

"Cum Eddie, cum all over yourself Ed's, such a good boy" you praised him as his eyes rolled back and he came all over the bed, he thrusted two fingers in you as he sucked hard on your clit to make you cum too, your eyes rolled back as you reached your orgasm along with Hopper who was cumming in Eddie's ass

"Fuck... This was so good" Hopper said out of breath pulled out of your boyfriend's ass

"Too good..." You said as Eddie fell on you and you kissed his head "I'm sorry for cheating on you first"

"It's okay, at least we cheated with the same hot guy" Eddie yelped when he received a slap on the ass from Hopper

"Behave you two, or I'll punish you both"

You looked at Eddie and smiled at each other, wanting to tease Hopper some more

Guess it didn't end that bad after all...

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Tagging my friendo @ali-r3n for supporting this nasty idea 💜

[hotluncheddie]

high masking autistic steve snippet - a follow on from this and this

wc: 2.5k | rated: T | cw: none | tags: autistic steve harrington (and eddie but again this is about steve), hurt/comfort, established relationship, stimming

ao3

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Steve is spending the evening doing one of his new things. Where he takes time to just be. It’s recovering, or Stevie time, or whatever Eddie and Robin have decided it should be called. 

He’s alone basically, and it’s nice, because he’s letting it be nice. Letting it be restful. 

It’s for when he’s had a meltdown. Or can feel one coming on, because now he’s starting to recognise what overstimulation feels like on his skin. How it prickles at the back of his neck if his breaks cut short, makes his vision vignette if something too unexpected happens. 

Learned that after something like that he’ll need to rest. Needs time. 

And it’s not lazy. It’s not. (Sometimes it still feels like it is.) (Weak…that word always plays in the deep, scathing tone of his father’s voice…and selfish.)  

He’s on the couch, it’s dark, he actually feels really comfortable, and he’s watching The Breakfast Club. Watching it again. It’s his favourite, it feels like his. But he doesn’t like watching it with other people because they might notice how much he likes it and he doesn’t want that. Can’t be seen like that.. Embarrassing. 

So he watches it alone, when he gets home from work. He pauses whenever he wants, rewinds, pauses. Takes a deep breath, rewinds, pauses, stares into space. 

He also pauses to eat the snack he brought in. Actually tasting the food bc it’s the only thing he has to focus on. No lights, no sounds. He forgot how much he likes oranges when they’re ripe. Harder to taste if he has to listen at the same time. So, on a day like today, he lets himself do stuff one step at a time. 

It’ll probably take him double the normal run time to get all the way to the end. But who cares? It’s his time. 

The weird girl’s parents driving off; that feels like him. The jock’s Dad letting him off easy; that doesn’t feel like him. ‘No schools gonna give a scholarship to a discipline case.’ Maybe that does feel like him. Before through. A long time ago now. 

He claps sometimes. Keening high in his throat, a little happy hum that he only lets himself do when he’s alone like this. He does it after he whistles the same tune they do. And during the scene of them running around the corridors. It’s exiting. Makes his lips stretch wide and his feet flap around. He claps. Once. Twice. It feels good. 

He laughs at the characters. How they merge together with bits of his friends. He feels that swell of happy sad emotion looking at the jock when he first comes in, acting above the others, only seeing Molly Ringwald. He lives through a couple flashbacks of himself. Resigns to actually watch them, sit in them, begins to process who he was. Who he’s becoming now. Something like forgiveness tasting sweet on his tongue. He cries a little; that swelling and shifting as buried emotion finally passes. It overcomes him sometimes when he lets his mind relax.. He rewinds, and he laughs. 

“Stevie?”

Steve starts, fingers tangle in the blanket in his lap. Brain slow to process the change, the information. Eddie slipping through the door and coming over to him. Eddie dipping to look at Steve’s face, trying to catch Steve’s eye. Eddie smelling like cigarettes and crisp autumn air, it’s nice, but, it’s a lot. Panic sits bubbling somewhere in him. He wasn’t expecting this. 

“…Eddie?”

“Hey sweetheart. I know you had a shitty day, but Wayne’s at home with a headache and he needs to sleep it off. Wouldn’t’ve been able to stay quiet enough for him.”

Steve breaths in and out a little quickly. Eyes wide. 

Maybe it’s okay. Eddie knows he had a bad day. Maybe it’s okay.

“I’ll sit in the kitchen, work on my campaign, just forget I’m here.” Eddie speaks quietly, almost a whisper. 

He stares at his hand in his lap. “..You won’t, listen?” Steve feels small. Knows he’s not, his frame broad and strong. But, he needs small. Wants his world small tonight, slow. Wants to stay hidden. Him and the couch and the film and nothing else. 

Eddie just shakes his walkman and smiles (in that pointy way that makes Steve’s toes curl). 

“Kay” Steve whispers, still wary, off kilter. But accepts the kiss Eddie drops on his head, tangling their fingers together for a breath. Steve leans forward for a kiss on the lips. It’s deep, and lovely. Steve can smell Eddie’s cologne. Feels where the chill bit at Eddie’s nose. He shivers.

“No cooking.” Steve mumbles while their lips are still close. Small smile pulling at his face, eyes sharp, waiting for Eddie to get it. 

Eddie groans quietly in embarrassment but his eyes are soft and molten and Steve’s toes curl up again. “Course not baby, not again. Once you’re hungry just come through, yeah? Make us something nice.”

And the light of the kitchen doesn’t reach the couch. And Eddie listens to his walkman loud. And Steve’s safe. It’s Eddie. He’s not listening. Steve’s safe. 

His favourite scene; Bender and Claire in the stock cupboard. The way he looks so shocked, the way she bites her lip. ‘Why’d you do that?’ ‘Because I knew you wouldn’t.’ Steve whispers as they do. Claps. It’s such a good scene. He’s exited. He claps again. Rewinds to just watch her face. Rewinds to just watch his. Rewinds and watches the whole scene again. Wraps his arms around his middle and squeezes. Pauses on the kiss. He rubs his fingers agains his mouth. Giddy excitement bubbles in his belly. He hums high and happy again. He loves this movie. 

The weird girl gets a makeover, the jock really likes it. He feels like the weird girl sometimes, maybe Eddie can be his jock. Maybe he should get a makeover. Maybe keep growing out his hair. Maybe Eddie would like that. 

The credits roll. Bender’s fist in the air. Steve drifts on the couch, eyes closed. He breaths deep, his stomach growls. 

He pads through to Eddie. Squinting. Too bright. “D’you mind?” He motions to the lights, his eyes too adjusted to the dark and he doesn’t even wanna try and adjust them back. 

‘‘Cause. What we making?” 

Steve hums, goes into the pantry to see what’s easy. Eddie slips in behind him, hand on his waist. “Pasta?” Steve asks but Eddie doesn’t reply, just turns him gently. Nudging him to step back into the corner. 

Eddie looks at him, dips forward to place a slow kiss on his neck. “Why’d you do tha..’ Steve’s words dry up in his throat. 

“Because I knew you wouldn’t” and Eddie’s eyes are sparking with glee.

Eddie heard him.

He listened.

Steve’s feels himself flush hot, embarrassed and ashamed. “Ah, I, uh.” He can’t explain it, why he had to watch it so many times, why it makes him so exited. He crosses his arms over his chest. Turns back to the shelves of food and picks a can at random. Shoving out of the room. 

“Steve?”

Eddie said he wouldn’t. He listened in on him. He said he wouldn’t. He’s making fun of him. Steve knew he should’ve told Eddie to go home. 

“Stevie? What’s wrong?” But Steve doesn’t want to talk to him. He’s so angry, So ashamed, of himself. What if Eddie heard him clap too, heard him make that high noise, like a fucking baby, like some freak. 

He puts the can on the counter with way too much force, corn, not what he fucking wanted. His hands are shaking. He stares at them, wills his tears to stay behind his lash line. He got too comfortable, he can’t do that. Why is it so hard to pretend now, when it used to be so easy. 

“Steve, tell me what I did, please.” 

“‘M fine” Steve’s insides feel too big, pushing against his skin, itchy all over. He squeezes himself around his middle again, digging his fingers in hard. 

“Don’t do that, you know I hate when you bullshit like that.” Half lovely, half scathing.

The word stinks, a stab to the gut. But Steve gets it, he does, they talked about it. He bites his lip, hard. 

Its old habits or whatever. Because Steve, he loved fine. Liked sinking his teeth into it; toxic waste green coating his mouth and lungs. Thick and delicious. Because fine gets you out of it. Fine gives you translucency. Controlled balance. Everything appearing a none issue, the perfect in-between. Steve was perfect at coming off as something to not worry about, someone to be ignored. It used to work in all situations; can’t get told off if you’re fine, cant do anything wrong, teachers didn’t look twice, his parents wouldn't shout. By staying half alive, never letting anyone too close, never filling your lungs up all the way. That was the fine Steve adored. 

“You were literally just watching a movie. I dunno what the big deal is.” and there’s frustration, confusion, in Eddie, Steve thinks. He feels himself tense up, glance over.

Eddie must see something on his face. See that scared little animal prowling around within him. Because Eddie softens, his voice gentle. “Steve.. it’s nothing I hadn’t heard before.’ And Steve’s teeth clamp together with a click. He’s done that, his clap and his high hum, in front of Eddie before? Steve tries to swallow, he can’t, a lump too big and sticky in his throat.

He can’t look him in the face, angry tears still threatening to spill “You said you wouldn’t listen.” He’s mumbling. He sounds even more like a kid. Stupid. Grow up.

“I heard a little but I was just flipping the tape over, I wasn’t trying to snoop on you Stevie… You just, you sounded happy.” 

Steve huffs. Glances at Eddie. That soft underbelly of his whining, because with Eddie, Steve yearns. Yearns for close. Yearns to be seen, and understood.

“You didn’t mean to?” 

“No, it was just when I was turning the tape.” 

Steve forces a deep breath. 

“You think I’m weird. You hate me.” He whispers it like it’s true. A big part of him believes it, his tears welling up. Feels rejected. Knows that feeling too well. Hates it. 

“Always like you Steve. Always.”

Steve grunts, a tear slips out, rolls down his cheek.

“‘M embarrassed” comes out like an ugly sob. Steve scrubs his palms on his cheeks, feeling how red hot they are. Glaring at the countertop. “I’m embarrassed!” But it’s just Eddie. It was just Eddie.

Eddie comes over, slowly draping himself over Steve’s back. “Nothin' to be embarrassed about, love.” And Eddie leaves soft kisses on Steve’s neck, squeezes his waist. “You looked cute on the couch like that. Like it when you’re happy.” Steve tries taking another deep breath but it shudders. 

Embarrassed, angry, sad. Embarrassed, confused, angry. Frustrated, embarrassed. Tired. 

Emotions wash over him. He’s learning to try and just feel them, name them, pick them apart. Some bubble back up to the surface, some only needed to be seen once. 

Steve turns to bury his face in Eddie’s neck. He sighs, rubs his face into Eddie’s warm skin. shaking his head, likes how his lips feel moving against edie’s soft parts. 

Tired, hungry, embarrassed, hungry. 

“’M tired. I dunno what to eat.” He whispers, and then because he said it it’s like there’s space in his brain. “Want pasta.” 

“Pasta it is then. And then we can sleep, yeah?” Eddie rocks them gently side to side, kisses the side of his head and slips away. Goes to get the box from the pantry, puts the corn back. Steve gets a pot out of the cupboard. 

Staring into the water, the tips of his fingers prickle. Steve fizzes with energy and emotion. All pent up and annoying him. Needs it out. He clicks the flame on.  

He starts pacing around the kitchen island. In big striding, stomping steps. “Ugh! You think I’m weird. Some weird guy who acts weird and does weird shit.” Steve grumbles. Annoyed. He smacks his palm quick and hard against the counter top. Keeps stomping. 

Eddie comes back and starts following. Stomping and prancing like some court jester. “I like that you’re weird! You know, I have one episode of the Twilight Zone taped. It’s my third one. I watched the other two so much the tapes broke.’ Steve lets a little shout slip from him “Ha!” bubbly and forceful. Dislodging something within him. Like when a tooth finally falls out. 

Feels good. 

“I only like one brand of spaghetti hoops. Wayne once bought me a multipack for Christmas. Best fucking gift I ever got.” and Steve’s laughing now. Giggling and manic and still stomping around the island.

“I like how it feels to brush my teeth. I’ve never had a filling. I fucking love brushing my teeth, Eddie.” and that makes Eddie laugh now too. Two freaks stomping around the kitchen. A king and his jester, lit up by moonlight. 

Steve turns the corner and stops short, still giggling. Eddies bent at one knee, presenting the box of pasta to him. “My liege.” 

Steve claps, hums, high and keening. The waters boiling. 

-

“How’d you feel now?’ Eddie asks around a mouthful of cheesy pasta. 

Steve curls up tighter into the corner of couch, wraps both hands around the warm bowl. Glances at Eddie across from him. “Still kinda embarrassed.”

Eddie looks so soft, so kind, across from him. “I’m embarrassed too, to be honest. You love that movie, I thought you’d like me doing that. Kinda like when we, when we kissed upside-down, like I was Spider-man” Eddies sentence get quieter towards the end, mumbly, spoked into his bowl, cheeks dusted pink.

Steve strains to hear him. Smiles once he puts the words together. 

He shovels pasta in his mouth. Eyes closed. “You are so annoying Eddie Munson. Why’d you even come here tonight, you coulda gone anywhere.” Steve sinks further into the couch, it’s really good pasta.

“Missed you.” Eddie says it like it’s simple, easy, and warmth drips over Steve’s skin. 

Eddie clears his throat, Steve feels him fidget. “Wanna maybe.. You think we could live together one day? Want you to be able to do whatever you want with me around Steve. Breakfast Club on all the time at our place, kay?” And Steve’s throat constricts, that’s a big change, living with someone, moving out. But maybe with Eddie it could be okay, if they did it together, slow. 

“Yeah, kay. One day.” Softly, bit by bit. Little bits. Steve can get there. Let Eddie in, let Eddie see. “But no to Breakfast Club on all the time.” Because some times, some days, some things, are just for him. Steve needs it that way. And that’s okay. 

He stretches out further on the couch, feeling syrupy and nice, easy smile playing at his lips. “I like it when you kiss my neck though, you can do that again.” And that makes Eddie grin all pointy, put their bowls to the side and crawl over him. 

Steve’s toes curl and he hums, high and happy. 

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[wynnyfryd]

Trailer park Steve AU pt 44

part 1 | part 43 | ao3

cw: recreational drinking

“You’re just…” Robin looks at him sideways, her face doing something quivery and weird that he’s pretty sure is supposed to be sympathetic concern but mostly looks like she stubbed her toe right after smelling microwaved fish. “You’re sure it’s not too soon?” 

It is. 

It definitely is too soon.

Steve’s pleasantly buzzed at a New Year’s Eve party — some random rich kid’s house, loitering in the space between the living room and kitchen so he and Robin can properly people watch (see also: be hugely judgmental bitches about the fashion sense of the girls on the dance floor and the sloppy form of the guys doing keg stands on the back deck) — and Steve just opened his fat, drunk mouth and casually admitted to being in love with Eddie. 

Eddie, the guy who hated him for years. The guy who tried to knife him the first time they interacted as neighbors. 

The guy whose silhouette has started to fill the passenger seat in Steve's Winnebago dreams. 

Eddie’s here, but he’s not here; probably posted up somewhere in the basement so he can deal to the stoners and the horny kids playing Spin the Bottle, and Steve— 

Steve knows he falls too fast. Always has, but especially now. Steve fell for Eddie like a gunshot going off: a deafening bang, gurgling fish sounds, blood all over the floor. He kinda thinks he couldn’t help it. Kinda thinks he’d do it again. 

And how could he not, when Eddie smiles at him like that? When he takes him apart so sweetly with his words, his lips, his tongue? When he dragged Steve by the hand into the back pew of a midnight mass on Christmas Eve, giggling about how he was shocked his satanic worship hadn’t set the bench aflame? 

Yeah. 

Steve totally understood why Jesus got up on that cross. 

“Oh, my god,” Robin rolls her eyes with a strangled huff. “Are you seriously just—? You’re fucking hopeless.” 

Yeah, he is, and yes, he is. “No,” he insists, crossing his arms over his chest and trying not to feel like a defiant kid who got caught lying to his mother, because yeah, he totally is spacing out into lovesick La La Land while being actively accused of spending too much time there lately. “I’m not fucking hopeless, and it’s not too soon.”

Robin gapes at him like 'are you kidding me right now?' “Steve!”

“Robin!” he answers, mimicking her tone. Wow. Vodka makes him petulant. 

It makes Robin stubborn as hell. She juts her chin out and hollers over the music, gesturing so aggressively she almost spills her drink, “Admit that it’s too soon!”

“It isn’t!” Steve shouts back; digs his heels in and refuses to budge, never mind the fact that it’s only been, like, three weeks since Eddie fingered him for the first time oh, god, don’t think about Eddie’s fingers right now.

They stare at each other for a second, Robin’s nostrils flaring with the words she so clearly wants to yell at him, her breaths coming hot and harsh, and then, with a long sigh, her shoulders deflate. Her chin comes down. She bites her lip again, teeth turning the skin white as her eyes go big and sad. Worried. She's worried for him because she loved him first. 

Steve smiles at her, a quick, closed-lip thing that feels more like shrugging with his mouth, and he leans into her space; pats her cheek and thumbs her chin until she stomps chomping on her lip.

“You’re gonna get it all chapped,” he says in a hush, hoping her Steve translator is still intact after a couple drinks. Hopes she knows that he’s really saying ‘I hear you’ and ‘I love you, too; I love that you care’ because they're at a party and god does he not feel like saying sappy friendship shit out loud. 

Robin’s eyes get misty. Just for a second — message received; copy that — and she clears her throat and shakes it off. Points at something over Steve’s shoulder and drags him to the other side of the room.

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part 45

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Secret Rendezvous Part 18: Mixtape

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CW: None

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A/N: I have had this exact moment planned for a very long time and I hope y’all enjoy the chaos also there’s officially only two more updates left for this series✨

“Hey Eddie!” “Uh hey…Jessica…” “Oh my goodness you got my name right I think I can finally take my name tag off now….have a good lunch tell Chrissy I said hello.” “Yeah…will do..” “Eddie! Hey! Oh is that a new Metallica shirt?” “Uhm hi…Hailey?…uh yeah it-” “Hey Eddie do you know where Stacy is? She’s not here yet and if she’s not eating here today then I’m going to go eat lunch in the cheer gym and work on my stunts.” “Uh hey Taylor…uhm nope I have no clue where she uh is…but Gareth isn’t here yet either so maybe they are just running…late?” “Well I’m gonna go eat in the gym will you let her know if you see her? Hailey you wanna come?” “Sure! See you later Eddie!” “See you…later….” “Someone’s popular.” “Don’t start Chrissy…oh Jessica says hello.” “Thanks…so…how’s it going? I notice someone is missing from the lunch table today…” “yeah I don’t know where she’s at but I also don’t know where Stacy and-” “I’m just saying that’s not a very Henry…thing to do…” “speak of the devil! Where have you two been? Hailey and Taylor went to go eat in the gym because they got tired of waiting for you Stacy.” “Well I was helping someone….decide who just asked her to prom.” “Prom? Someone…uhm asked…you to…prom?” “Does that shock you Munson? That someone would ask me to prom?” “No…not at all…uhm why do…you need help figuring out who…it was?” “Because they just left me a mixtape and that’s it…and the song titles on the back spell out prom.” “That’s so cute! Was it Henry?” “Henry? You still talk to Henry?” “And if I do? It’s not like it’s any of your business who I’m friends with.” “Uhh Stacy let’s go join the girls in the gym yeah? I’m sure Hailey needs someone to spot her for some stunts.” “Yeah…good idea…you two uh…have a good…lunch.” “What’s your deal Eddie? Why do you look like someone just told you the Easter bunny isn’t real?” “Can we just start over? Please? Just…I’m sorry.” “For?” “Everything…you name it I’m sorry for it okay? I was an asshole to you and I shouldn’t have been and…I’m….just sorry.” “Oh…well…okay.” “Okay?” “Yeah…okay…you’re sorry and that’s a big step for you so I’m glad you finally took it.” “You…don’t forgive me?” “Not yet…” “okay that’s…fine…can we..at least be friends?” “Sure…we can be friends.” “So…you really think this mixtape was Henry?” “I mean he’s the only option so..yeah.” “Have you listened to it yet?” “No? I..don’t know if I have to since the back pretty much said everything.” “Oh…I mean you should at least listen to it…just once….” “Maybe I will on my way home.” “Are you going to say yes?” “I…don’t know…I have to think about it.” “What if it wasn’t Henry who gave you the mixtape?” “Who else would-” “Hey…where’s Stacy?” “Gare Bear! She’s in the cheer gym.” “Great thanks….” “You can’t go in there….” “Why not? My girlfriend is in there?” “Uh it’s the cheer gym…you’re not a cheerleader…” “oh…right…well looks like you two are stuck having lunch with me then.” “Yay us…” “I know you’re being sarcastic Eddie but I don’t really care.” “I gotta go…” “where?” “I just…have somewhere to be.” “He’s in a mood…what did I miss?” “Henry asked me to prom…” “oh…wait you still talk to Henry?” “No…that’s the weird thing…and he asked me with a mixtape…” “a..mixtape?….yeah…that’s…totally weird…I gotta go.” “What? You too?” “Sorry I gotta find Eddie and run a campaign idea off him! See you later!” “Okay…bye!”

[munsonsmixtapes]

Could you write something angsty were Eddie and metalhead/weird reader girl are friends, they're so alike, they like the same music, same movies, etc, but reader is in love with him but she doesn't say anything cause he likes some other cute girl (maybe popular girl?), reader wants to invite him to prom but he already asked this other cute girl. A happy or angsty ending depends on you 👀

Eddie x metalhead!fem!reader

cw: angst, hurt/comfort

Sometimes, it almost seemed like you and Eddie were the same person. You liked the same music and movies and were always unapologetically yourselves so it was no surprise that you became friends after you had joined Hellfire. You had gotten so close that you had started to crush on him. And how could you not have? He was sweet and always took care of you and made sure that you always knew that you could come to him with anything.

And you did come to him with everything. Everything except for your giant crush on him. There was no way you could tell him how you felt, mostly because you didn’t want to potentially ruin your friendship and partly because he was already with someone. Well, practically.

You hated that you felt jealous, but you couldn’t help it. Especially when you saw him flirting with Jenny at her locker. You could totally see why he was into her, though. She was pretty, and sweet, and kind and the total opposite of you personality wise. She was the perfect woman you didn’t blame him for crushing on her.

But maybe they were just friends. Maybe Eddie was just as close to her as he was to you. You didn’t have any actual proof. He was just behaving like he did with you and people always thought that they two of you were a couple even thought you weren’t. So why couldn’t it be the same with Jenny?

You decided you were going to get the guts to ask him to prom. You had made him a tape with the song names on the back so they would spell out P-R-O-M-? and had held the thing in your hand all day, but hadn’t be able to actually ask him. It was nerve wracking being vulnerable like that. What if he said no and your friendship was ruined? What if he said yes and you ended up together and then something causes you to break up. Would that really be worth your many years of friendship?

You shook your thoughts and headed towards Eddie and Jenny who were laughing about something and they turned to you once you had gotten to them. Your hands were shaking and your heart pounded in your ears. The tape rattled against your palm and you clutched it tight even though you were sure that you were going drop it from the sweat that was collecting in your hand.

“Y/n,” Eddie’s face lit up like he always did when he saw you. “How’s it going, babe?” Why did that nickname always make you go weak in the knees? He called everyone that so you didn’t know why it made you feel special.

“Good,” you nodded, sweat forming at your brow. Eddie didn’t know what was going on with you, but he knew that something wasn’t right. You looked nervous about something and by the way you were clutching the tape in your hand, he figured that it had something to do with whatever was happening.

“Good,” he nodded. “Did you need something?” It was now or never.

“Well, actually,” you passed him over the tape and picked at the skin around your nails as he looked at the back for the tracklist. He looked up at you and his face fell before he handed the tape back to you.

“I’d love to go with you, y/n, but I already asked Jenny if she’d go with me.” You nodded, trying your best to keep your tears in. You swore you felt your heart break at hearing his words and felt ridiculous for wanting to cry since it didn’t really mean anything. It wasn’t like he was trying to hurt you.

The pain was too much to bear. Without a word, you made a beeline for somewhere not at public, the tears falling faster than you could wipe them away. You could feel people looking at you, but you didn’t care. You needed to get to a private place so you could cry in peace.

You got out the front door of the building and rushed to your car. School was still in session so you were sure that you were safe to cry alone. You got to your car and slammed the door before the sobs escaped you. You repeatedly hit the steering wheel, unsure of why you were angry, but you were.

Maybe because you wanted him to be with you, but really it was because you knew that so many friendships ended because one person got into a relationship and abandoned everyone else in their life for that person and you couldn’t lose Eddie. You just couldn’t.

You weren’t sure how long you had been crying when there was a knock on your window. You turned to your left to see Eddie standing there, worry written all over his face. You felt like you owed him an explanation, but you weren’t ready to talk to him. Not when you had just been crying over him. You’d have to wait until you could calmly explain to him what had been going on.

“Y/n, what’s going on? Why did you run off?” You couldn’t tell him. He couldn’t know anything. It was all just too real and scary. You rolled your window down and Eddie got a better look at your tear and makeup stained face.

He had no idea what was going on and just wanted to be there for you through whatever was troubling you. He thought that was his job as your best friend.

“I don’t want to talk to you, Eddie, leave me alone.” You actually wanted him to stay because the only person you could talk to about it was him, but there was no way you were telling him that you loved him as more than a friend.

“Y/n, you can’t just ignore me. I’m your best friend.” And that was exactly why you had to ignore him. At least for a little while.

“Watch me.” You cranked your car and drove off, leaving Eddie in the parking lot. He stood there, stunned. You had never done anything like that to him and he wanted to know what the hell was going on with you.

If he wasn’t so respectful of your privacy, he would have ran after you and demanded an answer for your behavior, but he didn’t. He just stood there in shock, hoping that you would come back, but after five minutes, he headed to his van and went home, hoping that he could call you and you’d answer.

You’d didn’t. You didn’t answer any of Eddie’s calls and eventually they stopped altogether. The ringing ceased and the voicemails went with it. You felt like a dick for ignoring him, but you didn’t feel like you had any other choice. You were just protecting yourself.

Eddie stood in his room while Wayne fixed his tie. He wanted to have fun that night, but all he could think about was you and how worried he was. He didn’t even want to go if you weren’t going to be there. Part of him just wanted to go over to your house instead, but he didn’t feel like it was fair to Jenny.

“She hasn’t talked to me on over a week, Wayne.” The man just rolled his eyes. Eddie was pretty smart, but in some cases, he seemed to lack common sense. He had trouble seeing what was right in front of him.

“Boy, you know you’re a smart kid, so think a little,” he pointed his finger against the boy’s forehead.

“Think about what, Wayne? That she hates me?”

“Come on, Eddie, the girl doesn’t hate you. Quite the opposite, in fact.”

“I know she loves me, but right now she doesn’t.”

“I guess I’m gonna have to spell it out for you, then. Y/n is in love with you.”

“Yeah right,” Eddie scoffed. There was absolutely no way that was true. But then something clicked. A flashback came to the forefront of his mind. Everything seemed to lead back to the tape you gave him. He thought that you were asking him just because you were friends and that you felt like you had to since none of you had dates the year before.

Now it all made sense. You were upset because you were hurt. It really has nothing to do with him and everything to do with you. Eddie hadn’t actually hurt you, you were just upset by the situation. Maybe if he told you he was there to listen, you’d explain what was going on. Forget his tie, he needed to see you.

He took off down the hallway and made a beeline for his van. He was driving a little too fast, but it was an emergency. He had to get to you and fast. He needed to hear you say the words.

He pulled up to your house and ran up the steps of your porch before pounding on the door. He took a chance to catch his breath while he waiting for someone to come to the door. His heart was pounding in his chest and he tried his best to make it go back down to a normal rate.

The door opened and your mother was on the other side, her face lighting up at the sight of Eddie. She had always considered him a part of the family and didn’t give a single damn about what people in the town thought about him. To her, he was just a big sweetheart and nothing more.

“Eddie,” she smiled. “Well, don’t you look handsome.”

“Thanks, Mrs, l/n. Uh, is y/n here?”

“She left for the prom about an hour ago, honey.”

“Thanks so much.”

“Of course. Is everything alright, sweetie?”

“Everything’s just fine, Mrs. L/n,” Eddie smiled then bounded down the steps to his van.

You sat at your table alone, wondering why you even decided to show up. You weren’t speaking to your only friend and he wasn’t even there. He was the whole reason why you went. You wanted to apologize and hoped that he would have forgiven you. And you knew he would. Eddie always forgave you no matter how ridiculous you were being.

You watched Jenny dancing by herself and wondered where Eddie was. He would have never stood her up…right? Or maybe they decided that they weren’t going to go together after all. Whatever the reason, you felt bad for her.

You watched her make her way towards you and she sat in the chair next to yours. She gave you a smile and you smiled back just not as enthusiastically. You went to get up to get some more punch, but she stopped you, grabbing onto your wrist.

“Can we talk?” She asked. “Please?” You let out a sigh and sat back down, wondering what she could have possibly had to say. And you weren’t sure you wanted to listen. You didn’t want to hear about Eddie.

“I feel like I owe you the truth.” Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. What truth?

“Truth?”

“Yes,” she sighed. “Truth. Look, Eddie is a great guy, but he’s not for me.”

“Okay?” You had no idea why she was telling you that. What happened between her and Eddie was none of your business.

“But he is the right guy for you.”

“What are you-”

“I know it’s wrong, but I only said yes to going to prom with him to make you jealous so you’d finally admit your feelings and then you guys would end up together.” That was not what you were expecting her to say. The whole time she was just trying to get you and Eddie together. Eddie liked you too and now you felt like a complete dick for what ignoring him because you were being selfish.

“Why would you do that?” You wanted to know why Jenny would do something like that and why she wanted to set you and Eddie up so bad.

“Because I love love,” she shrugged. “But now you’re here and Eddie’s not, so.”

“I have to go find him,” you stood up from the table and raced out of the gym to the parking lot, making a beeline for your car. You could hear someone calling your name as you opened the door. You turned around and there was Eddie making his way towards you. He ran towards you and took you in his arms, pulling you into a tight hug.

“I’m so sorry,” you cried into his shoulder and he cradled your head while he held. He hated to see you cry and especially because of him.

“It’s okay, babe. It’s okay. I’m not mad at you. I-I love you, baby.”

“I love you too, Eddie.” He pulled to look at you and his lips met yours in a sweet kiss and you felt his own tears hit your cheek. “I shouldn’t have-”

“Sh sh, it’s okay. I’m not mad. Let’s just put this behind us, okay? You were just doing what you had to do to protect yourself. Believe me, your kisses will more than make up for it.”

You pulled him in for another kiss and he melted into you, his hands moving to your waist. He tilted your head back to deepen it and you smiled against his lips, feeling elated that he was finally yours. Once you pulled away, you rested your head on his shoulder you both swayed to the music that you could hear from the gym in the first of many dances with each other.

[blushweddinggowns]

Would love to see your take on 23 or 28 good potential for fluff or angst or maybe both?

I am such a fluffy bitch! I can't help myself. If I get another one of these I will do angst because I need to work on that. But for now fluffy bullshit is my safe place <3

But I will say this tickled my uh not sfw brain, so watch out for a possible ao3 E addition the other prompt. Maybe! (Probably. the potenial of "Come and get your fix" is insane) But this is "Was it worth it?"

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Honestly? You'd think Steve would be used to this by now. He was just not the guy that anyone wanted to be with. First there was Nancy, the worst heartbreak he ever had. Then there was Robin, which was better but still kind of sucked. Until Steve realized that oh, wow, this girl is literally my long lost sister. So with that, he had to admit that he was pretty grateful that she was gay as hell. The alternative would have been an absolute disaster. But even before all of that, girls just didn't like being with him. Or at least staying with him.

He was too much of a hopeless romantic, too clingy, too weird. He always fell beneath expectations. People expected him to be cool, suave, to actually match the whole "King Steve" label and be the high school dream boat that he should be. But...Steve just wasn't like that. He wanted too much too fast, always opening up and sharing shit that made people uncomfortable. That made them pull away and find someone less annoying. So he'd retreat back into the popular boy thing, be charming and a little dickish, find a new girlfriend, and start the process all over again.

People just... didn't like going there with him. Not when there were better options. It felt like the only one who could really handle him was Robin. And lately... Eddie Munson.

Eddie Munson who was currently in the middle of crushing all of his feelings into the dust.

He thought...Steve wasn't sure what he thought. But it felt like over the past year they had been moving somewhere, to something more. They were friends by circumstance, from all the Upside Down shit and then with Steve being Dustin's chauffer to the hospital for visits. It had all been so simple at first. They would all talk as a group, it would be fun, and then they'd be on there way until Dustin called him up next. Until one day Steve just went by himself. He wasn't quite sure why he did, but the bright smile that lit up Eddie's face when he saw him made sure that he'd keep doing it.

And they would talk for a long time. For a stupid amount of time honestly, all the way until the nurses kicked him out for getting Eddie too rowdy and excited. But it didn't stop when he got out of the hospital. Steve just started going to house, helping him and his uncle out as they got to know each other more. It's not like he had anything else going on. He just never expected Eddie Munson of all people to slowly become the center of his life.

They just... clicked. In a way that no one had expected, least of all them. They were so different, but they also weren't. Not in the ways that mattered. Besides, Steve liked all the play fights and debates they would have over music and movies. He liked ribbing each other over their taste in clothes and their mutual inability to get girls. He loved it even more when Eddie came out to him in the silliest possible way.

"I can't get girls because I'm gay as fuck and they can sense it. You can't get girls because every straight woman that lives here is apparently stupid. Can being too hot ruin your dating life?"

At the time it had made Steve laugh. It also stirred... something in his chest. Something warm and nice that he didn't have time to examine, not when he was too busy reassuring Eddie that yes, he's okay with it. But no, girls couldn't smell it on him. Not that Eddie cared but Steve actually had 0 clue on why no one was interested in him. Just because he was gay didn't mean the girls of Hawkins high knew that. Why weren't they fawning over him? He was so freaking pretty, and creative and fun and...and that's how Steve realized he wasn't as straight as he thought he was.

And because Steve was Steve that meant that he had to make things weird. He started doing stupid shit, like staring at Eddie's perfect mouth all the time, wearing his clothes with permission, just to smell him throughout the day. They started giving each other little nick names, stupid shit that was so close to being romantic. Like sunshine and angel. They started sleeping in the same bed together, spending more nights with each other than apart. Steve would wake up with Eddie wrapped around him, clinging to him like...like they were something more.

And it felt good. Comfortable and safe. And Steve really thought that this had been different. That whatever was going on with him had to be going on with Eddie too.

But now here he was, standing shell-shocked in his kitchen while his very good friend was trying to talk to him about his crush. His crush that had nothing to do with Steve. It wasn't exactly shocking that Steve had made all of that flirtation up in his head. It wouldn't be the first time, he was just delusional like that.

But that didn't stop his heart from breaking when Eddie said, "So...there's this guy whose like, insanely hot? And I think he might be into me. But... I don't really know what to do about it."

Steve really did not want to hear about this. He didn't like it, the horrifying thought of Eddie getting a boyfriend. Because what partner would be cool with them cuddling up together in bed? Who would be down to have their boyfriend's creepy buddy hanging around them all the time? Calling them stupid shit like sunshine? It wasn't going to happen. And acknowledging that hurt...so much more than Steve had expected.

But Steve was a good friend. That was probably the only thing he had going for him. He'd get past it. He always did. He was just going to have to completely restructure the life he had built around Eddie. That's all.

He shoved his feelings back, smiling despite the fact that he felt like he was dying a little inside, "Oh yeah? Tell me about him."

Steve wasn't sure why he asked that. And the dreamy smiled on Eddie's face when he started talking wasn't helping, "He is just awesome dude. Total catch, an absolute sweetheart. And he just fits with me y'know? And, um, I think he feels the same way. But I'm not sure. I'm too much of a bitch to even ask if he's into dudes. I don't know if telling him is worth the risk."

Part of Steve wanted to be a real piece of shit with that. To tell him that yeah, it's not a good idea. He's probably straight and definitely wouldn't be good for him. They wouldn't love him like Steve could. But that didn't exactly count as being a good friend, did it?

Steve kept it all back, his smile tight when he said, "I think that sometimes the risk can be worth it. Do you think he's worth it?"

Eddie laughed, like Steve said something funny instead of trying to be sincere. But he was smiling, staring down at the counter as he fiddled with his rings, "If it worked out, it would probably be the best thing that ever happened to me."

Steve really really did not need to hear that. He could feel his eyes getting wet. He needed to wrap this shit up and send Eddie on his way to mystery man's house before he started crying, "If that's how you feel then go for it man. He'd be lucky to have you."

Steve's voice broke on the last word, something he tried to hide behind a cough. He just wanted this to be over already.

"I think I'd be lucky to have him," Eddie said with a shrug, "But... do you really think I should? Just go for it?"

"Yeah dude, why not tonight even? If he's not doing anything else you can just hop right over," Steve was willing to sign up for anything that got him out of here faster.

Eddie laughed again, completely out of place. He was circling the counter, coming to a stop in front of Steve with a nervous little smile, "You really think so?"

Why did he have to look at him like that? With this big doe eyes, filled with hope. It was silly, what Steve thought didn't even matter, this had nothing to do with him. But that little fact wasn't helping to clear the lump in his throat.

Steve nodded, not trusting himself with words. He expected Eddie to grin, thank him, and head out into the night to profess his love for some other dude. But that's not what happened.

Instead Eddie settled his hands on Steve's shoulders, giving them a firm squeeze. He looked nervous, but excited, his eyes boring right into Steve's. He took a deep breath before blurting, "I'm in love with you. Like full-blown. A-And it's probably way to early to be saying that but it's true Steve. It's been driving me fucking insane, because I like want you man. In very non-friendship ways."

Steve stared at him, his mouth hanging open like an idiot. He didn't-wait-huh? What? That can't be right. Eddie couldn't have been talking about him because he didn't-he wasn't-but... now that Steve thought about it, who the fuck else would he be talking about? How would he even have a chance to meet someone else when they were attached at the hip?

He felt so stupid. And so relived. He didn't even know what to do with himself, besides stare at Eddie like a moron. And his silence wasn't helping anything.

"I-um, thought that you might feel the same way since, y'know. Everything. And I know you're not gay-"

It was true, Steve wasn't gay. Not entirely but, "I can be gay for you. I'm so gay for you. I might as well be an Eddie-sexual at this point-"

Steve didn't have time to finish his cringy spiel, not when Eddie was pulling him closer and smashing their mouths together. Steve would thank him later for it, but for now he was too busy melting into his arms.

He felt weirdly good when they finally pulled away, almost like he was high. Just from one little kiss.

Eddie was grinning at him, looking at Steve like he was the best thing that ever happened to him. And what an insane thought that was huh? But Steve would take it.

Steve smiled up at him, taking the time to wrap his arms around Eddie's neck, "So...was it worth it? The risk?"

Eddie rolled his eyes, his hands wandering downward to rest on Steve's hips. And then Eddie was actually lifting him into the air and onto the counter, settling between his legs like the gesture didn't just send Steve into a tailspin. Why was that so hot? When did his nerdy friend (boyfriend?) become so smooth?

Eddie chuckled before leaning back in. He pressed a light kiss to the side of Steve's lips, sweet enough for him to know it would be burned into his memory until the end of time, "Like you have to ask."

[watchyourbuck]

6. "I didn't think you'd find out." <3

Buck walked behind Eddie like a kid in trouble; with his hands behind his back and his head low. He glanced at the man ocasionally, waiting for him to say something first.

Eddie leaned against the counter, ignoring the comical realization of how often they fought in kitchens. "Imma need you to explain a little bit," he said, closing his eyes and squeezing the bridge of his nose with the tips of his fingers.

Buck could practically see the headache forming around Eddie's head, so he made it a purpose to be concise. “It’s not what you think.”

“It isn’t?” Eddie asked, turning his body towards Buck. “You didn’t buy lingerie for your girlfriend with my credit card?”

Buck opened and closed his mouth, unsure how to proceed. Yes, but also no. “Eddie, it’s not-”

“You know, it’s bad enough you were using my card,” he mumbled, dropping the arms that had been crossed over his chest and staring at him in the eyes. “But to buy presents for this… girl you’re seeing?”

Buck bit his bottom lip, analyzing every word in the English dictionary in search of a way to say what he wanted to say properly. He must’ve been quiet for too long.

“That’s so cheap.”

Eddie’s words were echoed with laughter that swayed between dramatic and disapproving, and Buck’s chest started feeling oh, too tight, for all these demons inside.

“It wasn’t-”

“There’s no denying it, Buck. I saw the receipt,” he said, looking at the outer corners of Buck’s eyes, so as to avoid his gaze. How wasn’t he embarrassed? “It was sent to my email.”

“Eddie, they’re for me!”

Buck’s voice resonated throughout the kitchen; it bounced from the cabinet to the fridge, then to the ceiling, landing back on the ground next to them.

By the time Eddie realized his jaw was on the floor, a tiny speck of drool was already formed in the corner of his mouth. He swallowed it, blinking up in shock. “For… you?”

Buck’s neck turned pink. He shifted where he stood, scratching the back of his head. It’s not like he had kept his own secret very safe. “Yes,” he admitted, “I’m the one who wears it.”

The addition was unnecessary, but there was a blinding feeling of shame running through his veins that was rendering him insane.

“With your-”

Buck shook his head violently, putting his hands up this time. He couldn’t take it anymore. “There’s no girlfriend, there’s no- not any woman. There’s no one, really.”

Eddie frowned. He tried to decided whether to lean forward or push himself off the counter, but ended up doing a weird mixture of both. He licked his lips, processing information that seemed way too relevant to hide under the rug. “You- you wear… panties?”

“Oh, god,” Buck mumbled, covering his face with his hands. This had to be the worse way he could’ve chosen to reveal a kink.

“Why would you buy them with my card, though?”

Buck uncovered his face slowly, letting himself see through the gaps of his fingers. He frowned. Eddie didn’t even seem preoccupied, he mostly looked confused. “I didn’t think you’d find out.”

The confession stung him somewhere in his body, like a phantom itch. It felt awfully familiar to digging himself a deeper grave.

He could’ve lied and said he had confused the cards - it was plausible enough now that they lived together -, but he didn’t feel like deceiving him. Go big or go home, he guessed, so he added “I can’t come without them.”

This time, Eddie's entire face changed. Buck could have sworn he saw a thunder strike his features with the strongest of wills. He felt himself turn small under his stare.

"Buck," Eddie called, this time supporting himself on his own two feet instead of the wood. "Are you being- are you serious?"

Not that he could change anything now. "Deadly," he whispered, as if he were cracking his heart open right here on the marble floor.

A few seconds passed. Buck started wondering which kind of apology he’d need to get out of this, but then Eddie’s voice drew him out from the pit. “Put them on,” he said, hoarse, and dark, and serious.

“I-,” Buck tried. He couldn’t possibly- “What?”

“Go put them on,” Eddie repeated, taking a step closer to Buck, making him infinitesimal. “Go put them on and I’ll make you come.”

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I Didn’t Mean to Say I Do, but I Do. I Do. 14

Chapter 14 out of 50

Secret marriage of convenience buddie slow burn AU, where Buck and Eddie have been married for years so Buck could adopt Chris and no one at the 118 knows.

In this chapter, Buck realizes that their scheme might be harder than expected and, in a moment of panic, he starts a fake rivalry with Eddie. The two of them are forced to play it out and figure out a way to get it over with to cement Eddie’s place at the 118.

On AO3.

Ships: Buddie (slow burn)

Warnings: internalized homophobia, insecurity, injury

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Chapter 14: Second First Meeting

Buck arrives to the station already in uniform, he spots Eddie in the locker room changing into his own uniform and is dying to go over there and check in on him. However, he has already changed, so it’ll be weird to just go over.

Or maybe it wouldn’t be weird, Buck is a social person, he’d want to know the new face. But maybe that’s too familiar, which is what they’re trying to avoid.

Before he can make a decision, the choice is taken from him by Hen and Bobby who greet him as he comes near them. They’re standing in the path towards the locker room and Buck is embarrassed to admit he didn’t notice them until they start speaking.

Suddenly feeling the need to do something in character, he starts rambling about body fat. He wanted to submit to the calender, because it sounded fun and he likes his body, is proud of it. Plus, it’s for charity. Then he got a little carried away into a rabbit hole about it. It hasn’t been effecting the meals he’s cooking at home, but he’s been putting in more time at the gym.

That devolves into a whole other conversation, until Chimney suddenly derails it. “Okay, that, is a beautiful man.”

“Where’s the lie. And I like girls,” Hen agrees, looking over Buck’s shoulder to where he knows Eddie is.

Buck turns around too, because knowing who is there already is suspicious. He spots Eddie puling on a shirt and aches to agree with Chimney and Hen, it wouldn’t be weird, they were already talking about attractive men and even Hen agrees that Eddie is beautiful. However, admitting that feels like admitting he’s in love with Eddie and he doesn’t want anyone to know about that. Ever.

So he looks at Eddie, who is looking very attractive and very much in cahoots with him and he wants them to be even more in cahoots, scheming, whatever. But he can’t. Everyone will know something is up if he agrees Eddie’s attractive. It’s irrational, but his brain doesn’t register that. All he knows is that he needs to do the opposite of that, so he says: “Who the hell is that?”

“That’s Eddie Diaz, new recruit. Graduated top of his class just this week. Guys over at station 6 were dying to have him, but I convinced him to join us,” Bobby tells him, because of course he does, he has no reason to think that is Buck’s husband he’s talking about. Why would he? That was the whole point.

Noting that the deflection worked, Buck decides that this is permanently the best course of action for now. “What do we need him for?”

They all laugh at him and that doesn’t feel great, even if it’s my his own design, because he’s acting stupid on purpose. And when Bobby starts telling him about Eddie’s accomplishments, he wants to bite that he knows that, thank you, he raised his child while he was on said tours and nursed him back to health after the stunt that earned him a Silver Star. But he manages to bite his tongue.

He can just back out now, go follow after everyone and have an amicable interaction with Eddie, before smoothly diving into team work. It’s sensible, but a part of his brain feels like he’ll give the game away, so he follows after the others with a bit of a frown on his face.

When Eddie sees him, he raises his brows slightly, asking what the face is all about. As the others look somewhere else, Buck drops it for a second for something more apologetic.

“Eddie, this is Buck,” Bobby says. “Buck this is Eddie. He’ll be your partner in the field from now on, I expect you to keep him in the loop.”

“Yes, Cap,” Buck nods, before looking at Eddie without saying a thing.

Luckily, Eddie seems to pick up what he’s putting down and in a more polite tone than he had greeted the others with he says: “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Likewise,” Buck says, a word he has never said before, but felt correct in the moment. Though, right now his correct feels kind of dumb, but he’s in too deep now. They’re both in too deep.

Everyone is just looking between them, picking up on the tension. If Buck is honest, his own tension is not so much Eddie as it is everyone else. He is a horrible liar and he doesn’t know why he ever agreed to this and now he started something and he doesn’t know how to get out of it and he’s sure it’s written all over his face.

However, before he can spiral further, he is saved by the bell, all of them quickly getting into their gear as they go to their first call of the day.

That is good. Being on a call is good. He knows what to do on calls, he likes being on them, talking with people, helping them. It’ll be good to get out of his own head about the whole charade, scheme, cahoots thing they have going on.

There is only one problem with this, usually Eddie isn’t on calls with them and Buck is only now realizing that Eddie looks super hot in that uniform and he’s even more hot when he’s being competent. Which makes getting his mind off Eddie really fucking hard.

Of course his focus is all on the patient when they lift him off the pump and onto the ground, but then Chim. Hen and Eddie are working on him and he can observe them. Mostly Eddie though.

Buck is a little offended that Eddie gets picked over him to help, but then again Eddie was an army medic and he just has EMT training. Plus, he’s a little distracted by Eddie’s Eddie-ness, so maybe it’s best for him to be on the side.

Then Bobby’s voice snaps him into action: “Buck I need you to get a 14-gauge angiocath. We need to start decompressing the pleural cavity.”

“Alright, alright,” Buck says more to himself as he gets everything and starts working on the patient.

“Want me to help?” Eddie offers, which isn’t unusual.

“I got it,” Buck assures him, not wasting more words, but Eddie gets it. They can communicate with minimal words, even if it might sound curt to others. He wants to focus on the patient, Eddie understands. “Hang in there, Hector,” he tells the man.

He goes to insert the gauge when Eddie’s voice stops him. “I’d go lower.”

“What?” Buck is so sure he remembers right, checking his own mental catalog again and finding what he’s doing there. Confused he says: “Uhm, no. Second intercostal space. Midclavicular line.” Eddie should know this.

“The chest wall is thinner at the fifth intercostal at the anterior axillary line. There’s a decreased chance of injuring any vital organs. I’ve treated guys with collapsed lungs in combat,” Eddie explains.

Buck is willing to believe him, but with his qualifications, he’s not sure he just wants to do something outside of the book. If this goes south, it’s his ass on the line. So, he looks at Bobby, letting him make the call.

“Do it,” Bobby confirms.

“Please,” Eddie says, holding out his hand to take the gauge from Buck. And Buck hands it to him, getting a: “Thank you.”

It’s a little cute that Eddie’s being polite in the middle of an emergency like that and not entirely like him, especially not with Buck. However, he must still be a little nervous too, wanting to put his best foot forward. Buck can’t help but be fond, however, he remembers himself on time so the snort he’s already letting out on time sounds a bit harsher than it should be.

“Can you help me out with the shirt?” Eddie asks and Buck knows he could do it by himself, he just knows Buck too well to leave him idle like that on a day like this. So he rolls his eyes as he goes to help, suppressing a smile.

Eddie gets the gauge in and Hector deflates as they’d hoped, coming to and becoming more stable so they can transport him. And like that, Eddie has survived his first call and very successfully Buck might add, the others even take time to point it out.

“Yeah, good call,” Buck also says, much like the others. He does it very seriously, giving Eddie a magnanimous nod as he does so, playing up the approving elder vibes.

As expected, Eddie gives him a deadpan look – though Buck can see the amusement in his eyes – and doesn’t reply beyond that, just getting back in the engine with everyone else.

Buck is happy to have Eddie there and working with him on a call went well, smooth. Having the two of them at the same house was the right call. It’s nice to click that well with somewhere out there instead of having to get used to someone new every shift.

However, being back from the call means having to be in the firehouse without acting weird around Eddie. Buck still isn’t sure how to do that. He took the ‘I need to warm up’-route, which he is starting to regret, but he’s in it now.

So, he flees to the work out section when he can. He can’t be weird with anyone if he’s working out and it will help getting the jitters out.

Eddie joins him soon after, back towards him as he softly asks: “What are you doing?”

“I panicked,” Buck hisses back.

“And that was your solution?”

“Well, I had to do something, what did you want me to do? Be besotted with you?”

“I didn’t expect you to have a problem with me!” Eddie says, a little louder than all the other things they’ve said so far, as he turns to face Buck.

Before Buck can answer or they can lower the conversation again, they spot Chimney, who has come up to work out as well and who totally caught what Eddie just said. Fuck. They both give each other a caught look, before Eddie goes all in, raising his voice more as he says: “So, what’s your problem, man?”

“What’s my problem?” Buck repeats, giving himself time to attempt to come up with something, before blurting out: “You. You’re my problem.” Eddie sends him a ‘what the fuck, dude’-look and Buck flashes a helpless look back, he also doesn’t know why he said that, but it seemed the most logical at the time.

“Why?” Eddie asks, making him realize that Chimney is still watching their argument and he should probably have a reason for saying that Eddie is his problem.

“You’re too familiar,” is what he finds himself saying, before he can think it through. Though once he says it, he can’t regret it. It makes sense. It’s not a lie and it will deflect any weird closeness they have by acknowledging it.

“What?” Eddie chokes and it might sound disbelieving or offended, but Buck can see the amusement twinkling in his eyes. The fucker is enjoying Buck digging himself into a hole.

As the whole day has been; in for a penny, in for a pound. “You heard me. You’re too familiar, there is supposed to be an adjustment period, but you just waltz in here like you know everyone a bit already. It’s weird that you fit in like that.” Now he has to stop himself, but it turns into a love confession about how well Eddie fits everywhere.

“Look, I in no way meant to be too familiar or step on anyone’s toes. I hear you’re a good guy,” he says, his eyes doing a little amused sparkle that makes Buck roll his eyes. “I’m sorry I got too familiar. I’ll give you some space. Be unfamiliar.”

And with that Eddie has successfully ended their fake spat, gathering his things and leaving the gym area. Buck tries not to miss him as he watches him go.

“What the fuck was that?” Chimney asks, snapping Buck’s attention back to him, instead of staring after Eddie.

“I don’t know what you mean,” he huffs as he turns back to his exercise, even though he knows very well what he means.

Chimney sends him a look that tells him Chim also knows he knows. “Come on, Buck, don’t play stupid. You’re like a golden retriever, man’s best friend and all that. It’s usually impossible for you to not get along with people. What the hell did Eddie do to you? Shit in your dinner?”

Buck scowls at that, it’s not like Chimney is wrong and he knows he’s being an asshole to Eddie, even if it’s just a little bit, but Eddie is being an asshole right back, he should get also get interrogated about it.

Not that they know Eddie is being an asshole back, because he has perfected being polite and cutting, so he actually has a poker face and he went all polite and understanding in their fight, while secretly laughing at Buck the whole time. It’s so unfair.

“He just rubs me wrong,” he says in the end, before he adds: “I just need to get used to him. We worked well together out there,” because he doesn’t want Chim to think he’ll never like Eddie when he actually likes Eddie so much. A bit too much, but who’s counting.

“Hm, alright,” Chimney hums after a moment, before letting it go, an unreadable expression on his face.

Eddie and Buck mostly avoid each other for the rest of the afternoon. Eddie honestly doesn’t know what Buck was thinking, but he panicked was a pretty reasonable explanation, he supposes. Still, this is not how he imagined his first day would be like. Though, he should have guessed their plan wouldn’t go as smoothly as they had hoped.

So far Eddie loves working at the 118. He is a pretty private person and has no qualms keeping most of his life to himself, but he can’t deny that he feels comfortable with them. He can definitely see himself become work friends with Chimney and Hen, and Bobby seems like a good Captain that he’ll happily serve under.

And then there’s Buck.

Working together with Buck today has been as fun and easy as Eddie hoped. They communicate seamlessly and have an easy back and forth, Eddie doesn’t have to feel awkward getting to know a partner, having to open up to get that, he can just slide back into the friendship they already have. At least, out in the field.

Because due to Buck’s panic the two of them are now caught in some weird rivalry when they’re off the field and Eddie doesn’t really know how to get out of it or what to do with it.

They’ll need some sort of story if they want to move on and be friends, but that might take time if they have to play it out all the way through. Bobby will probably remove Eddie before then, since he’s been hired to be Buck’s partner. Or they’ll come clean and clear it up that way, but that will still result in Eddie getting moved, just with way more embarrassment.

It isn’t that he is embarrassed of Buck or like homophobic about it. Gay people can do whatever they want, it’s not his business and he knows that he is technically gay married, even though they’re both straight. People have assumed often enough, he doesn’t mind. But the thought of having to explain it all to the 118? To have to lay bare his failures as a parent that led him to depend on Buck and drag him down with him, when it’s clear they all love him? It’s terrifying.

Eddie should request a transfer instead, say he doesn’t mind working with Buck and that he likes the 118 a lot, but that it will be better for him to join the B shift, instead of being Buck’s direct partner. They tried the ruse, it’s not working out, it’ll be for the best.

He has all but made up his mind, ready to bring it up to Buck when they get home for tonight so he can approach Bobby next shift when the alarm rings and they all make a break for the rig.

They all have their spots in the rig. Buck told him all about that first day where he sat in Hen’s spot, shuddering as he relived it. So, Eddie remembered Buck telling him where everyone sat, so he wouldn’t do that himself.

Eddie’s spot is across from Buck.

Neither of them know what to do with that.

Luckily, the call itself is a distraction from the awkward ride, because some dumbass got a grenade stuck in his leg. Yes, a grenade. You don’t see that every day, even when you’re an army medic, Eddie should know.

Buck and Bobby go in while Eddie goes to the ambulance. He wants to go in with them, it feels weird to leave Buck alone like that, especially when there’s an explosive involved. He hates their plan a lot right now, he’s sure Bobby would have send the two of them if they hadn’t been fighting earlier.

The decision he made earlier to quit this shift sits wrongly in his bones as he watches Buck disappear into the house, his shoulders tensed for an explosion as he readies the ambulance.

However, Bobby is already separating them, he’s probably not going to keep Eddie on this shift for long. He curses Buck’s panic and waits for the radio to crackle. Before all this, he didn’t worry about Buck when he was on shift, but now that he knows when Buck can endanger himself, he can’t stop worrying. It’s annoying.

Despite his annoyance at himself, he can’t help, but be incredibly relieved to see Buck exit the house next to the gurney.

He is also a little hopeful about getting to keep his job when Bobby forces Buck into the ambulance with him in an obvious ploy to have them get along. The man must have a lot of faith in his decision making skills and Eddie is grateful for it.

Reluctantly Buck gets in the ambulance, Eddie has to bite his lip to not laugh at the wide eyes his friend has. He is even more stressed out about their little scheme.

The drive starts off in professional silence. Johnson is still driving and neither of them really know how to act now. Buck tries to push a little about the wounds he saw in the service, he always wants Eddie to talk and Eddie wants to do anything but talk. It’s actually a bit of a spat, which sells their bit he supposes, though he glowers at the wound regardless. Only for his heart to drop.

“Pull over!”

Soon they’re all standing outside, Charlie in the ambulance slowly bleeding out while they decide if he’s safe enough to help. It’s infuriating. It shouldn’t matter. They should be helping. Eddie should be helping. He already let Greggs die and for what? Because it was too dangerous? He’s not letting that happen again. Not on his watch.

“He doesn’t have an hour,” Buck realizes as they’re talking, something Eddie is also realizing.

Suddenly he finds himself saying: “I can do it. If he doesn’t go to surgery soon, he’ll die.”

“You’ve done this before?” Bobby asks.

“Well, none of the guys I served with were dumb enough to shoot a live round in themselves, but I'm familiar with the ordnance,” Eddie says.

“I’m in,” Buck immediately pipes up, because of course he’s in. Him and Buck have always faced everything together from the moment they met, dealing with Shannon leaving, raising Chris. Even when Eddie left for war, they still dealt with the battle behind that decision – Eddie’s parents – together.

So, soon they’re in the ambulance together, working on getting the grenade out. It’s tense and both of their attention is entire on Charlie’s leg. Eddie isn’t sure he could have done it with anyone other than Buck by his side.

It’s not until they get the grenade into the box and are working on clamping the arteries so Charlie will make it to surgery that they can talk a little, finally having the privacy. Unless you want to count Charlie, but he’s now unconscious.

“I think I went a little overboard with the whole not knowing each other thing,” Buck says.

“Yeah, no shit.”

“How are we going to get out of this? I mean, we need to come up with something, right?”

“Heard you talking to Bobby before we got in,” Eddie muses. “About how he wanted us to bond and this was a way to get real close.”

“That was a joke about us exploding and becoming indistinguishable from each other as the force turned us into goop, Eddie,” Buck deadpans.

“I know that, you idiot,” Eddie rolls his eyes, placing the last clamps. “I’m just saying, they might buy it. You’re not the type to hold a grudge, they know that. This is bonding enough, right?”

Buck pulls a thoughtful face as they start to move Charlie, before he grins at Eddie: “You know what, I think they will. Good to have you aboard, probie.”

“Still not calling me probie,” Eddie shoots back, but he can’t deny that it sounds incredibly fond.

With that, both of them get out of the ambulance, pushing the gurney with Charlie on it away from the ambulance as fast as they can, before handing it over, so they can get their gear off and the robot can move in on the ambulance.

Bobby is there, so Eddie guesses this is the moment. The mock argument they had was poking fun at Buck, but this feels like a performance and he cringes at himself when he says: “You’re a badass under pressure, brother.” He has never called Buck brother before and he’s unsure why he felt the need to do so now.

“Me?” He sees Buck bite his lip to stop himself from laughing at him, then duck his head to make it bashful. Honestly the guy could be an actor.

“You can have my back any day,” Eddie says and he means it too. He always means it. He never wants anyone else to have his back.

“Yeah,” Buck agrees, then, because he’s Buck, who will be a little shit when he can be, he adds: “Or, you know, you could- you could have mine.”

Eddie laughs. “Deal.”

Their performance is a success, because Bobby looks incredibly pleased with himself as he approaches them. “Nice work, fellas. I’m glad you both made it out of there.”

“The guy’s a professional, Cap. I was never really worried,” Buck grins and Eddie’s heart floods with warmth at the genuine pride he sees in Buck’s eyes.

Luckily, he never has to investigate that feeling. Ever. Because the ambulance they were just in blows up.

It’s a little funny to see Buck and Bobby jump up at the noise and Eddie feels a little smug at their shocked and impressed faces when they turn back to him. Slightly too chipper, he grins: “You guys hungry?”

Bobby declines, but Buck enthusiastically agrees – not that Eddie expected any different when he offered – and he’s glad it’s just them so they can be just them. Though he doesn’t miss Bobby’s proud look before they leave. At least they convinced him they can get along, Eddie is pretty sure he won’t be moved now.

Eddie takes Buck to a burger joint near the station. He’s maybe a little too excited about paying even though he and Buck have shared finances. It just feels good to treat Buck with money he is earning after all he’s done for him.

Once they’re seated, they clink their burgers together in a sort of toast as Buck grins: “To your first successful shift at the 118.”

“And my first paycheck,” Eddie grins back.

“Yeah, and hopefully the end of our rivalry,” Buck laughs.

“I still can’t believe you did that,” Eddie says, way too amused about it now that it’s behind them.

Buck blushes and scowls, though it’s more of a pout on him. “I was put on the spot, you haven’t experienced their nosiness first hand.”

“I did a little,” Eddie scoffs, remembering the interrogation about his Silver Star.

“That was nothing, just wait until they actually want to know something,” Buck snorts and Eddie starts to dread signing up for the 118 just a little.

After their burgers, they both get into their cars and drive by Abuela. Eddie tells her a bit about his first day, feeling like a little kid again, telling her about his first day at school. Meanwhile Buck is getting Chris, appearing moments later with the sleeping form of their kid in his arms as both Eddie and Abuela lower their voices as to not wake him.

Buck kisses Abuela on both cheeks, maneuvering gently so Chris doesn’t bump into anything, before Eddie gets the doors, saying his goodbyes, then coming to help buckle Chris in. He’ll tell him about his shift as promised over breakfast.

When they come in for their next shift – still both in different cars and at different times since Chris has to be dropped off – Hen and Chim look a little apprehensively as they run into each other at the locker room, but Buck just smiles at him and calls out: “Hey, Eddie, did you know that grenade launcher that guy shot himself with yesterday started in production in 1969 and has been in use since the 70s?”

“Oh really?” Eddie asks, as if he didn’t repeat the exact model so Buck could look it up yesterday.

“Yeah, apparently they were designed as an under barrel device,” Buck starts up a ramble about all the information he found as they make their way to the loft.

Above them Hen and Chim relax slightly when Eddie doesn’t get annoyed at Buck’s rambling and when Buck doesn’t start peacocking again. Though they look confused as well.

It’s not until the two of them dive into a pool to save a kid with a microwave cemented on his head that they truly seem to believe it.

And with that Eddie is also officially part of the 118, accepted by all its members

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A/N:

I know these are two shifts in the show and Maddie comes to LA in between, but I’m kind of playing with things for everything to make sense, it wouldn’t be an AU if it was a direct copy of canon xp (season 2 is where I start taking serious liberties)

[blurglesmurfklaine]

you seem really odd and your blog intrigues me, do you want to tell me more about Alicia, Buck's daughter, in texas!buddie au? pretty please?

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You too seem really odd and your blog intrigues ME! Of COURSE I will tell you more about Alicia and Texas!Buddie this is a literal dream come true skndkskdkdn

You’ve opened a can of worms so I cannot be held responsible for the yapping that ensues ❤️

Alicia is 6 when she is sent to live with Buck

She was born in San Antonio Texas, where her mom and grandparents migrated to before she was born

She is the spitting image of Buck. She’s got his smile, his nose—even has a birthmark to match his—except she’s got dark hair and dark eyes. I am obsessed with the idea of Maddie doubting that this kid is even her baby brother’s up until the moment she sees her and then she’s like 😳

Alicia is fluent in both Spanish and English. Truly a bilingual queen

She definitely prefers Spanish, though, and the first time Eddie meets her she is incredibly shy about it, and then Buck whispers something to Alicia in Spanish, which Eddie hears and is like “Oh worm?” And starts talking to her in Spanish and of course she’s immediately obsessed with him

Her favorite show is Bluey, her favorite movie is The Lion King

She wants to be a Paletera when she grows up, because paletas make people happy and she wants to make people happy

This isn’t necessarily about Alicia, but I’m obsessed with the idea of her grandparents HAAAAATING Buck. Even though Buck is like. The absolute best to them and Alicia—they just can’t get past Buck being the gringo who knocked up their baby girl and then ran away back to America

Until they meet Buck’s actual parents and then they both decide “Hm. You know what? Actually fuck them, you’re ours now” and Buck is so weirded out but ultimately thinks it’s sweet

I think it would be fun if Eddie somehow orchestrates the meeting of the Buckleys and Alicia’s parents lol just so he can show them that Buck has enough asshole parents in his life

Scenarios?? You want scenarios??? I GOT Scenarios (TM) just you WAIT BABEYYYY

So this one has been rattling around my brain for a while. Chris is 16, Buck and Eddie have been married for years at this point and Chris BEGS Buck and Eddie to teach him how to drive. And Eddie of course is so soooo wary about it because it’s Christopher, that’s his son. And he never wants to discourage his kid but with his disability there are some things that are just more dangerous for him to do

But of course, they both cave—Bucks does copious amounts of research, they make the necessary adjustments, get any accommodations and modifications needed. It takes a long while, but Chris gets his license! Yay! He can drive! With limitations of course. Only with a parent in the passenger seat, and with prior approval.

It would ideal (for me. The whump bitch) if maybe Chris got into an argument with Buck and Eddie before this whole next part. Because I said so ❤️ but basically they tell him he’s not allowed to go somewhere (maybe a party??) because both of them have to work and can’t drop him off and he’s like “I can drive myself!” and they’re like the fuck you can! Besides, he’s been begging them for more responsibility, so he offered to watch Alicia.

Alicia, in an attempt to cheer her brother up, talks him into taking her to see the latest paw patrol movie “And maybe we can even stop by that girl’s party afterward!” And Chris is pissed at his dads and sold

Meanwhile, back at the 126, things are relatively easy. Until they get a call for FD at a two car collision just off the highway. One vic is stuck behind the wheel of the car. Other car has two vics, both minors. One male teen, female child in the passenger seat

As they arrive in the scene, Buck starts venting to Eddie because “What the hell kind of parent is letting their little girl in the front seat of a car. Don’t they know that those airbags are death traps for kids?”

“Buck—”

“I’m just saying. Someone should talk to those parents, if this kid makes it out of here.”

“Buck.”

And finally Buck stops, grounded by Eddie squaring his shoulders and pointing him to the wreckage.

That’s their car.

The exact make and model and Buck doesn’t believe in god but he starts praying anyway as he and Eddie sprint to the car, that the license plate isn’t theirs.

It is. That’s their daughter in the passenger seat, bleeding and unconscious. That’s his kid behind the wheel, fighting against the firefighters trying to get him out of there, screaming for his sister. And then he’s looking at Buck, and his face just crumples.

And he collapses into Buck’s arms, a wet mess of sobs and apologies and Eddie is pulling Alicia’s body out of the passenger seat and checking her vitals and performing rescue breaths on her and Christopher is asking “What’s going on, what’s happening, what are they doing with her?” And Buck just holds him so Chris doesn’t have to watch

Anyway. I just think that would be really neat!

[shieldofiron]

Vibe Check Part 5

Blaze It

The Frat Boy Au

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It felt insane to search for a lighter when he was out of breath like this, digging across Billy’s desk like a madman. Steve knows Billy has a lighter. Little red one, little blue one, Steve has seen them.

He switches to the top drawer of the dresser when the door flies open.

“What the hell was that, man?”

“I’m,” Steve gasps. “Gonna have like… a panic attack or something.”

That’s what it feels like right? Like you could die.

He can’t look at Billy. Has to stay focused. Can’t slip up again.

“You have a joint hidden somewhere right? And your lighter? Billy, I-“

Billy springs forward, closing his top drawer practically on Steve’s fingers.

He lays his fingers on Steve’s shoulder, and it’s like the world slows down. He swears he can feel every ridge of Billy’s fingerprint, he can feel the sweat pop out of his own skin.

He’s been freaking out for two weeks. Looking at pictures of the two of them, at parties, around insta and stuff. Arms thrown around each other, drunkenly grinning. There’s evidence everywhere. Steve, looking at Billy with these glassy eyes. Confused, punch drunk eyes, all the time. He knows how it feels when Billy touches him, goosebumps breaking out everywhere. And Billy’s always smiling, looking into the camera. Sometimes at Steve, but with this easy look on his face. Like lightning and then thunder, Steve is… Steve is…

“C’mon, Stevie,” Billy takes his hand and Steve’s chest seizes up like he’s having a heart attack.

“Where are we going?”

“I left my shit in Eddie’s room,” Billy shrugs.

Does it not mean anything to Billy? It must not. He’s always like that. Handsy. Arms around Eddie, hand in Argyle’s hair. He’s just a touchy guy, but he’s a guy. And Steve is a guy.

Robin doesn’t know what she’s talking about except when Billy’s hand lingers at the small of Steve’s back he does feel a little lightheaded.

Munson and Carver’s room is in its typical shape. One bed neatly made, navy sheets tucked into the mattress, a picture above the bed in a frame that says “Jesus Loves Me” in girly lettering. The other side is a disaster, sheets a wreck, wastebasket overflowing with condom wrappers.

“Do you think he even sleeps here?” Billy throws himself on Carver’s bed. “No way right? Eddie’s girl will make you mental.”

Steve starts rooting around in Eddie’s desk. “Probably not.”

“Nightstand, Pretty Boy,” Billy prompts. “I wonder why they decided to room together again anyway.”

“Who knows. I think they like being pissed off at each other,” Steve scrambles for the first half used joint he sees like it’s made of gold. He lights it with one of many lighters and takes a deep shaky pull. God he needed this. He needs a grip.

“Hmm,” Billy’s voice is soft and distant, and Steve turns just to see Billy slam the drawer to Carver’s nightstand shut.

“What’d you see?” Steve steps towards Billy.

The house was built for probably half as many brothers, and they’re big rooms but for some reason Carver and Munson keep their beds almost pushed together. Maybe it’s all Carver’s weights and Eddie’s gaming setup. But whatever it is, Billy just reaches up and tugs Steve away from his trajectory, almost pulling him on top of Billy, really.

“Don’t worry about it.”

“What? Billy-“ Steve frowns around the joint

“Gimme a blowback, Stevie,” Billy’s got his hand fisted in Steve’s tank top and he’s… well…

This is the problem. Steve is weird about him. Doesn’t know when it started but clearly sometime before Robin saw them.

Steve feels weird about the whole thing. All foggy when he tries to think about it.

Billy’s just a guy hanging with his best friend. And sometimes he takes that touchy stuff too far but if only Steve wasn’t reacting this way.

Billy grabs his jaw and goosebumps, lightning, thunder. Steve blows out without thinking, his brain scrambled on leaning over Billy like this, in the dim light of the floor lamp. Billy’s fingers pinch and press into Steve’s cheeks. Like if he pressed hard enough Steve’s secret might slip out with it.

“You’ve been acting weird,” Billy says after a long moment, and Steve realizes he’s been staring, falling into Billy’s dimly lit face. Could Steve? He’s beginning to think he always would have. Always could.

“I’ve just been. Thinking about stuff.”

Billy doesn’t reply right away, takes the roach from Steve’s hand and curses softly, like it burns. He tugs a little on Steve’s shirt and Steve goes down next to him, flopping half onto Billy’s lap and scrambling to sit upright.

“Did I do something?” Billy’s squinting hard at the poster above Eddie’s bed, like he’s about to burn a hole in it. “Something to upset you?”

“No, Bils. You didn’t do anything,” Steve mutters. “Just thinking about me. Promise.”

Billy swallows, looking down into his hands. “Good. If… if you need someone to talk to you know I’m here right?”

As if Billy could understand this. This thing that sits in Steve’s stomach, poisoning them.

“Yeah. I know, Billy. You’re my best friend, I just… gotta work this out.”

Later lying in bed staring at the ceiling, listening to Eddie laughing through the wall, Steve tests the word. Tries it out, even though no one can hear it. Feels goosebumps, lightening, thunder and emptiness too. He needs to move on.

He turns and looks at the bed next to him. Billy always sleeps curled up in a tight ball. His shoulders barely rise and fall in the dark.

Steve reaches out for his phone and curls into a ball of his own. He turns the sound off and prays to God his dad can’t check his data searches.

[piratefishmama]

Forgiven Not Forgotten | Part 8

The mirror wasn’t weird anymore. But Eddie still found it sort of unnerving to look into it. To see scars on his face. Scars that told the story of time having passed. Time he didn’t remember passing, and knowing that, from context clues and behaviours of the people around him…

He should remember it passing.

They weren’t telling him something. Keeping truths from him for his own good and while yes, nice, lovely, they were protecting him from something undoubtedly harsh, the urge of wanting to know was more of a pain in the ass than it’d ever been before.

Curiosity killed the cat and all that jazz.

Unfortunately he wasn’t a cat, he didn’t have nine lives, he had one, and that’d already been taken from him, so he was really pushing his luck. Especially considering he wound up on that little trip out into town, partnered up with team super girl. Or team Byers-Hopper. He’d wanted to be with the people he knew, Steve, Robin, Nancy… but no, Eleven, the actual superhero had linked her arm with his, and that was that.

She basically adopted him. Pulled him into the direction of team Byers-Hopper.

“She’s comfortable with you” Joyce explained from left field, they’d wound up in a music store after several clothes stores, and Eddie, while mindlessly flicking through the metal vinyl’s, had been watching the psychokinetic teen perusing bins with Will for tapes, Hopper somewhere down the aisles looking for an album to replace one he’d lost in the chaos.

“Can’t imagine why, I don’t know her.” He knew of her, but only through the brief ‘there’s this girl, she has superpowers’ run down during the great Eddie Munson manhunt of ’86. She was the girl. He didn’t know what he expected, but… it wasn’t her.

She looked so fragile. Her hair at her chin, styled in a way that Eddie recognised as someone who also didn’t quite know how to handle natural curls. With a brush and nothing else.

Too young to have been through what she’d been through. She should be in a mall somewhere, trying on clothes, gossiping about boys, or girls, or anything not related to fighting for her life.

She shouldn’t have been through what she had. But then, none of them should have been.

“We find it best not to question it when El takes a shine to someone, it means good things, that’s what we’ve found so far. It means there’s something good in you.”

“Well… if anyone were going to see it… m’glad it’s the superhero.” Joyce smiled, gave him a gentle pat on the back that shouldn’t have been as comforting as it was, probably the overwhelming amount of mom energy she seemed to just radiate, “…do you know what they’re hiding from me?” Just as out of left field as her appearance beside him was, and it had at least some of the desired effect.

She looked surprised. She looked uncomfortable, she looked… like she knew.

“It’s nothing that you did, Eddie, I promise you. I think… I think they’re keeping it quiet because… if you did wind up remembering… the government would likely try and blame you, they’d have an excuse to blame you, the fact that you don’t, well I think that is what’s keeping you out of a lot of trouble.” It was keeping him safe. Keeping him out of the line of fire. Even if it was also keeping the people he’d tentatively begun thinking of as friends… out of reach. “They’re probably trying to avoid jogging that memory of yours for your own safety.”

“So there should be memories…” finally, some kind of clarity. While they’d all been nice to him, while they’d all been glad he was okay, nobody acting like he didn’t belong there, nobody being mean to him… Steve wouldn’t even help him unpack! He and Steve had been fine during the whole Vecna thing, they’d been okay, they’d laughed and joked, they’d gotten along, and now— “did I hurt Steve?”

“Not that I know of, he wouldn’t have told anyone if you did though, knowing him he’d be keeping it to himself to stop you from receiving the fury of The Children. So if you did, you’d have to pry that from him yourself.” Right… pry the knowledge from Steve. Okay, he could do that… if he could get Steve alone then maybe, just maybe, he could talk to him.

Steve was the only one who knew about his void, right? He was safe with Steve, he could talk to Steve. “I suppose I’ll speak to Steve then, thanks Mrs Byers”

“It’s Joyce, Eddie… you can call me Joyce.” He nodded, his smile small, but there.

“Eddie!” And there was the Supergirl, having left the bin to join them, taking his arm to pull him back with her toward Will “there are tapes you will like here. Will says you like Metal, I think I have found some, the name says Iron something, and I am certain that that is a metal.” Joyce offered him a smile, before releasing him from their conversation with a gentle shoo motion.

His attention switched to El as she pulled him along, and with a much bigger smile, he confirmed that “yeah, that’s a metal, Ellie, why don’t we find something for Max too, since I’m sure she could do with something other than Kate Bush by now” and gosh couldn’t that smile of hers just light up a whole goddamn room and make all those negative thoughts just disappear into the wind?

“Yes, I think so too.”

They dropped off the new tapes at the hospital on the way back to home base, the car fully loaded with clothes,it was intended to be a quick visit, Max was still asleep, so they didn’t plan to stay long, but Lucas was there beside her as usual, reading wonder woman comics to her as she slept. She’d wake up soon. The doctors said she would, and he’d be there when she did.

El added a new little woollen friendship bracelet to Max’s wrist, alongside the three others she’d already placed there through the week and whispered something to her, nobody caught what it was, nobody tried to. If El wanted everyone to know what she said, she’d have said it out loud.

It was Lucas who made him feel less like a piece of the background, just by smiling at him and asking him “you doin okay, Eddie?” Checking in with him.

“Feels like I need a montage to catch me up on what I’m missing but… yeah m’good man. Red likes Wonder Woman?”

“Mhm, big on the girl power, y’know? As if anyone could be tougher than her” as if anyone could be braver.

El was pretty damn special but… El could throw things with her mind, could snap all the bones in a human body with a thought, Max was just… Max, impossibly brave, but so very human.

“Princess Diana would bow at her feet, I have zero doubts. What about you though? You’ve barely left this place, can’t be good for you…”

“I’ll rest when she’s awake, she’d do the same for me. And before you say it don’t worry, I’m fully prepared to endure her attitude when she finds out how long I’ve been here. She can be mad at me all she wants, I’ll be here when she wakes up.”

“Good…. m’glad y-you’re… you’re prepared, stalker…”

Part 10

[princess-glassred]

I need me an AU where Hal and Bill from the monkey move to Derry and meet the losers club and bowers gang PRONTO. Bill quickly befriends Henry Bowers while Hal befriends Richie and he drags his ass all the way to the clubhouse and inducts him into the group.

After their mom dies and they start living with their aunt Ida and uncle Chip, aunt Ida gets the idea that maybe they should all move on by literally moving on and packs the reluctant new family to move to Derry Maine for a small change of pace. Hal is a little excited, he was bullied all the time at his old school and had no friends anyways- Bill couldn't be more of an ass about this though. He complains about everything, how he liked their old house and old school and how if they were going to move why couldn't they move somewhere with hot girls and things to do. It's annoying.

Almost everyone assumes that they're a nuclear family at first, it's only until uncle Chip, entirely unpromted, clarifies to the neighbors that they're swingers and these two kids are only with them cause their dad abandoned them and their mom died horrifically that realize the Shelburns are all kind of weird. Everybody in Derry is weird though, so nobody really cares. Hal is pretty embarrassed though.

At school they split off with their new schedules and Hal meets Richie Tozier when they bump into each other in the hallway. They mistakenly pick up each others glasses and the awkwardly try to give them back. Richie cracks a joke about how Hal's glasses are actually cool looking and his look like tv screens with copper wire wrapped around them. Richie's the kind of kid who's always down to make a new friend so he's very interested to know the kids life story. Hal's never had a friend, he's had people he talked to on occasion, but nobody who actually hung out with him. Bullies and Bill usually soured any chances to make a good impression before. He basically lies to richie's face and tells him he's an only child, hoping that even if he meets Bill later he can just pretend that they look similar and have no relation. This is his first friend, and he wants one thing Bill won't ruin.

Meanwhile, Bill is bored in science he starts picking on Eddie Kaspbrak cause he just happens to be the closest dweeb nearby. He sticks gum in his chair which eddie sits on and gets all over his pants, impressing Henry who is sat at the back of the class. Henry invites Bill to come sit with him and the rest of the bowers gang at lunch and he accepts it no questions asked. Nobody really knows this about Bill but he's easily influenced by others, he's gullible and not very smart, any intelligence he has is either copied from Hal or a result of being so overconfident it sounds like he always knows what he's talking about. He doesn't really understand how deranged Patrick and Henry are, he just thinks they're your typical bullies. They're all a little bit older than him, he's thirteen and they're all fifteen (with the exception of Belch who was held back a few times), but Bill just thinks that makes them cooler. They bond over liking the same kind of music and making snide remarks about people at lunch. Although Vic nearly has a heart attack when he tells them his name is Bill. He also mentions hal to them when they start talking about the losers club, claiming that "if you wanna see a real loser you should check out my dumbshit twin Hal. I ate most of his placenta in the womb and now i practically own the bitch.".

When Richie introduces Hal to the other losers Eddie is immediately on thin ice with him. At first he thinks he's the guy who bullied him in class this morning, it looks exactly like him and they sound alike they have the same last name. Ofc the losers just think eddies being jealous like he always is. Richie could jokingly say he liked a teddy bear more than eddie and eddie would throw a hissy fit about it. He's very attached to him, even if he pretends like he's not. Hal gets acquainted with the rest of the losers, he thinks bev is really pretty, ben is really smart, mike is perfectly sweet, richie is hilarious, eddie is a bit defensive, stan is weird but funny, and the fact bills name is bill makes him choke on his on tongue for a moment. He likes other Bill so much more than his brother though, so he quietly thinks about calling his brother bill 2 from now on.

Bill gets a rude awakening when he's hanging out at Henry's house and his dad shows up. It's not quite a "paper man" kind of encounter, but he does yell at him and hit him for no reason. Bill is real confused and horrified and Belch just shrugs it off and says "yeah man, his dad beats him at home and shit. It's not really cool but uh, that's just how it is.". Bill thinks this is all really fucked up but it's a little too late. Once you're in the bowers gang your better judgement gets skewed and you can't stop- belch and vic are walking examples of that. Now Bill basically just does what Vic and Belch do, watch Henry do fucked up shit and just kinda go "woah! Henry!" And move along.

When shit does hit the fan and everyone gets all confused, most of the confusion stems from the fact they're twins and now they both have 2 bills. Lots of "wait- is hal the one with glasses- or was that bill-" "is bill referring to our bill or that bills?" "Bills hals twin and hal is bills twin and bill is our friend but not that bill- ough my head hurts.". Everyone is very confused, except for Stan who knew the whole time and just didnt say anything. At least Eddie feels vindicated.

At first the losers are upset to see that Hal lied about having a twin, who wouldn't be? But Hal gives them a run down of his life story. His dad left when he was young and it's always felt like it was his fault, his mom died in an accident that was absolutely his fault, his uncle chip is a douchebag who drinks too much, his aunt Ida barely notices he exists, and his twin just so happens to be his biggest bully. Life sucks for him and he was just hoping to act like someone else for a bit. The losers sympathize with this, i mean, all of their lives suck too. They decide that if Hal wants to be their friend and an honorary loser they can, so long as he's a little more open and honest with them in the future.

:)

[courtingchaos]

oooo but what about Doesn't-Know-He's-An-Incubus Eddie. like growing up his life was completely normal until he's older and starts having sex and he realizes he feels so.... strong.

This would be good too because the part I left out is him haunting comic book stores and tabletop game spaces because those girls are so desperate for a dude to not mansplain to them. They just want to be included and they know what they’re talking about and Eddie just loves teaching people. He’s like, the only dude who isn’t shooing them off or telling them they’re dumb. And it would get him so much ass.

Like picture it. He’s unaware of any actual power he might have. Probably got it from Al, that Munson charm he always wielded had to come from somewhere. Eddie would see these girls getting dragged around by boyfriends who could care less that they were there, if only to show the other dudes that ‘hey, I have a girlfriend and you don’t.’

He’d smile and ask them about their character sheet and next thing he knows he’s in the back of his van with her. He’s sliding into another random bed. He’s leaving after getting his world rocked enough that he feels like a brand new man. He’s finding people at the Hideout on terrible dates and suddenly he’s getting these little flashes of himself in the middle of getting his dick sucked. Nothing he’d ever seen, at least not from that angle, but they’re just brief rose tinted images.

It’d happen more and more, for longer periods. Someone’s babbling under him and he’s like, taken by visions. Sometimes it’s just him sometimes it’s someone else. Sometimes he’s just a polished version of himself, some kind of rockstar-model combo, but then he starts seeing it. That freak behavior.

“A tiefling? Really?” He asks mid stroke. He looms over her while staring through her. He can see the horns weaving through his hair. The deep purple skin and black eyes. A forked tongue flicks down at her with his grin bracketing it.

“Wh-what?” She’s breathless and gone. He shifts his gaze to catch her’s and he can’t. Eyes fogged over with lust, mist that settles over the color of her iris.

“Is this it, your big fantasy?”

“Uh huh.”

He leans in close pushing her knees into her chest. Spread open so vulnerably under him. He could eat her up and he doesn’t think she’d ever complain. Inches from her face he’s whispering to her, talking her to the edge of her pleasure. Writhing and shaking under him, nails digging into his biceps he barely notices the scratches or the draw of blood. He hasn’t noticed the change in his voice. There’s a baseline to it, something deep and reverberating and it almost strings her orgasm along longer.

When she finally comes down and unwinds from herself Eddie realizes he never came. There was a spell happening in the back of his van, something heady and new. He could snatch that image of himself out of thin air and tuck it away for later. It makes him chuckle while she’s trying to wiggle back into her jeans.

“So do you play as a tiefling or was that just something you came up with on the spot?” He’s buttoning his own jeans and doesn’t catch her giving him a weird look.

“What?”

“The…tiefling thing. Big purple guy?” The ‘me’ is implied but he doesn’t say it.

“I don’t-I’m not-“

“I’m not picking on you.” He’s quick to reassure but she looks confused, not hurt.

She shakes her head. “I didn’t think you were.” There’s a shy smile that she tries to hide. When he opens the door to help her step out she asks if he’ll be around for next weeks session. It’s unsaid but he catches the flash of the inside of his van.

“Sure.” He’s vibrating. His skin crackles and his blood sings. This feels better than any bong rip or bump he’s sniffed. There’s a tingling along his spine as he watches her walk away and he tries to figure out just what it was he was doing in the dark.

[pinkestpurple]

Well, this is not the best season...

1;2;3;4;5

It took me like a month and a few days to finish season 6, but it felt like an eternity. This wasn't my favorite, but i enjoy it still, theres always things that makes me smile and cry. Anyways....

Here is my reaction!

6x01 Let the game being (with a cup in my mouth imitating Bane)

Brendon Urie jumpscare! There should be a tw

The sports field scene is so bad, El secreto de sus ojos made it better (I shouldn't compare this fox show with a oscar winner film tho)

Athena your season 1 hair was so good, what happened?

I really like Athena when she is helping people and not abusing her power

"who's keeping score?" i love my parents

Clearly Bobby isn't going to choose any of the guys for captain, he knows them too well

Everyone asking not to be Chim jdjsjsj, it could be different, he change!

The first scene of them out of work is Buck cooking while Eddie helps Chris with honework. So married couple, how are they not cannon again?

"Buck you don't even have a couch" jdjsj You raise that kid Buck, is your fault

"We are family" i love them!! Is so easy for them to be friends together

i hate people that play golf

God, is not the first episode that Buck is already weird, lousy traumatic childhood

Not even lawsuit Buck gimme this ick

Bobby super organizing everything, he really needs this vacations

Oh i remember that Big Brother challenge I don't remember who won the car tho

Bucks grin when he passes with the saw, babygirl

Maddie's rizz!!! love her

Aaah Chim! why are you scaping like this!!

AAAHA KISS, PIECES OF SHIT, NOT EVEN STRAIGHTS KISS IN THIS GODDAMN SHOW

Why nobody burn all of the clipboards in that fucking station, Buck keeps findin them

i love when Buck and Hen argue, they are letal

Buck, didn't you start about 3,4 years?? please, you need a break

Hen being interim captain, let's go!! I love her

I love the way they show Eddie being in a better mental state is playing with Chris

Really? please let Bobby and Athena leave!

6x02 Crash and Lean

I like more "aprendiendo a golpes" than "crash and lean"

the weird guy that is trying to catch whatever is making tunnels under his garden is my brother and his partner on a normal day (the both of them are the weird guy)

Yeah, i guess it was someone making a tunnel, remind me of a tik tok

Idk if i like Noah

"We should do something" "give her a pillow" Help her with the papers you lazy pieces of shit!

The three running! i love them

THE FINALS ARE MULTIPLE CHOICE?? C'MON!! what a non serious country usa is

Beatrice reminds me of my grandma, I don't have a use anymore, pls relax

A happiness convention?? Uh buck and hen are going to need it

Hi, girl firefighter that we are not going to see again

I knew this was going to make Buck sad

"You know what is the worst thing about parent your parents? that you are closer to lose them" Sargent Athena Grant!! You can't do this to me!!!

I'm kind of sad for Hen but it was multiple choice!! usamericans never will convince me that their university is harder than on my country

NO NO, DON'T TELL ME THAT... NO NO

I need to know NOW why there's a little girl in the foundation of Athena's parents house!

6x03 The devil that you know

thank god that the writers don't listen to me when i say i want 911 to be a sitcom so they can do storylines like this one

i love Bobby being Athena bodyguard

YES, Athena's fear is justified, all men is also your father

AAAAH WHAT HORRIBLE STORY

The parallelism of Athena chasing Junior and Junior chasing the girl

"And you never thought of protecting them" good god, six girls?? this is a lot, enough tv for today

6x04 Animal instincts

the way Eddie and Buck talk with a look, when the guy is trying to get the woman's number, they are probably like: i give him a 4 for the try

Oh Buck, saying yes to everything is fun, until you are somewhere thinking, how the FUCK i got here?

I love Buck saying yes to everything and Hen saying no and resting

Buck being a sperm donor? This is so random

"I say this with love, don't be here when we come back" i love Bobby

I dont belive there's a lot of foreshadowing about Buck being Bi, and the most prominent is him in a bike with bicycle race in the background

Oh i say it! i say at the end of the first half of season 5 that Bobby and Athena were going to feel the empty nest!

i don't care if you see your mistakes Ramon, i know what you're going to do and i hate you for it!

Is four pm, Buck and Hen are drinking, you functional alcoholics

THERE'S NO EVEN FOUR IS TWO PM! Thanks chim for correcting me

Bobby and Athena getting a dog like every parent, the difference is we have cats here

6x05 Home Invasion

"I'm positive, detective Buckley" jdjdjd i forget that he is not only Dean Winchester he is also Jake Peralta

Are they pulling a The Simpsons and have Jee talking Dutch like Maggie?

Why are they showing me Noah so much??🔫

Bobby with his dog! so cute!

I FORGOT ABOUT LITTLE DOG HEN RESCUE! what you mean it die 😧

Bobby leaving the dog with Hen, i love this family

Eddie watching the siblings, when are we going to meet his sisters!?

Karen having to kick the dog out 😭😭

When they introduce Noah i thought two things he was going to make a move with Maddie or do something illegal

Hoover is going through every 911 person, isn't he?

Chris is getting so blond, Buck is never beating the father allegations

"That was weirder than usual" jsjsjsj i love that Eddie thinks Chim is the weirder one of the group

it could be funny if the dog came back to her house before her

i love my family, they literally live 20 minutes apart to each other

the firefighter going to help with the house of this poor girl 💗 (hi marisol! I didn't know that was you)

Nooo Karen!!!

6x06 Tomorrow

Clearly you need to put lady gaga so you know it is 2010!

If i was Chim and i set up Hen and Karen, i could feel like god

"i love you, let us do our jobs" How Bobby loves Hen! I love this family!!

yes I'm crying about Hen and Karen, let me

Hen and Karen the best couple

Hen always takes decisions for the two of them, Karen is a Saint

i don't like how Hen just stops going to medical school, college is not like here, you have so much debt know that Denny is going to pay for it. i don't know why is storyline was here if it ended in nothing

6x07 Curse

What is this emergency, my god

Hen listing to Buck just for her entertainment, like every good man/woman friendship

"definitely spreading" hen going with whatever chim is saying

well the curanderas in my neighborhood don't do that, they cure you from empacho, ojeo and pata de cabra

i love this awkward conversation and Bobby saying, "how long you knew?" after saying no ones business

Bobby trying to get Athena to admit that is a coincidence nsjsjsj

Buck running?? what a silly episode

eddie calling his grandma 😔

6x08 What's your fantasy?

Ren faire!

All of this to make "the knight has been swarmed" pun, i hate them

"No, no the bees..." i get you Chim

btw, i hate bees, I'm going to have a good time in season 8

Everyone bowing to Hen, i love when they let her be the hero, i need it more often

Buck babysitting Jee, they are adorable!!

jdjdjdd poor Buck! he only meet Chris when he was like seven, littler kids are so much MORE

Right this is cannon, not a fandom au, may is not a lesbian

i love Athena being like sir i need you to shut up

"Next time you feel the need to confess your deep, dark fantasies, might i suggest a priest?" The priest: you need therapy my guy (base in real life experience, not mine, but real)

"Mommy, i no sleep!" jee is the cutest baby ever. How she screams "Daddy!!" to Chim. Since Chris is growing up Jee is now the cutest kid in the show

Bobby betting Harry, May and Bucks birthday 😭 his children

"Kindergarten, Miss Garcia, RIP" that's too much, Buck first crush was his teacher?

Eddie in denial about Chris growing up jsjsjsj (is not the only thing he is in denial)

Of course the guy was going to fall, why you though fucking in a moving firetruck was a good idea

I love Buck got a lecture just because jsjsjs

I love May can't leave people alone, she needs to know what's this guy problem

And like that save her boyfriend, May Grant Baddest Bitch

I could stay if i was the boyfriend, like she knows what she is doing

Buck wanting to buy weapons for jee, the most uncle thing ever

The actress is the actress, but i love Carla since day one, and i love her friendship with Eddie

Also i headcannon Abby and Carla keep in touch, they have their own buddie cannon bet and when Carla learn that Tommy was Abby's Tommy she was the first she call, and Abby se callo yo de culo

6x09 Red flag

Another episode of Bobby Nash GOING through it

Buck is right 911 is getting weirder

This is so gross! is fun to see they trying to find the guy that the fingers belong to

Okay, let's just forget about this emergency? I wanted to see that!

Uh, Bobby sponsor, something bad is going to happen

I need an episode of Josh outside of work that doesn't include him being assaulted, we always see him working!

Chim is kind of out of character, like he is so superstitious, why is he so calm

Yeah chim should be at least a little scared of the house

Bobby sponsor 😬

Why are they looking at Buck like that, he is right!

But who owns the car? Why are the emergencies in half?

The couple is so suspicious!

Bobby your wife is a cop why are you doing this

Buck really wants to be a dad! Why are you doing this to him!

God josh IS insufferable, if he was real i could hate him, Eddie i understand you

Denny i love you!

Chim buying the house, because yes the only way to buy a house in LA is to buy the house of the homicides

BUCK BUYING A ONESIE FOR THE BABY!!

6x10 In a flash (I haven't realized is called that, jeje flash)

I know what happens in this episode and idk if I'm mentally prepared

Buck with the two kids trying to calm them, i hate this show

"you want to fix everything, that's me" stop destroying me Buck

what moment Albert went back to Korea, WHY THE BUCKLEYS ARE BACK? WHO WANTS THEM!?

"Evan?" Chim don't betray him like that

"Well, Howie" ksjsjs this is going to end so badly, we should ban the Buckley parents from enter LA

Albert you can't come with your parents without calling! Poor Chim

I love Hen struggling with Debny growing up

"I taught you to well" How Chim loves Albert 😭😭

Athena and May going undercover to investigate the rehab? we love to see it

you know May was a theater kid in highschool

A funny bit about a pregnant lady following a horrible accident, weird ass show

"He's not crying" Bobby that's a doll i can see the union between his body and bis head

I don't understand why is such a deal Buck donating sperm is not normal in usa??

😬 I'm finally finishing the episode

God Chim and Buck "fighting" to do the dangerous thing like in season 1, I'm going to be tears in a second

THE ABSOLUTE SILENT WHEN THE LIGHTING STRIKES AAAAAAAAH

Eddie pushing Bobby to get to Buck is INSANE

THIS IS SO TENSE, IS NOT THE NORMAL SHOW DRAMA, IS SUCH A INTENSITY THAT IS SO RARO! 😧

6x11 In another life

Maddie's face!! She deserves to be happy and okay, and have a present mother even if it is a little late

"Wich one?" Noooooo

"Do more!" I can't. my family hugging, I'm throwing myself through the window

Buck's dream, I don't think is a perfect life but the fact that in this life Buck parents "like him more" than Daniel is telling

HE IS A TEACHER? LIKE A PRIMARY TEACHER!? I'm going to cry over this detail

Doug actor has such a good guy face and is such a good actor, really makes me hate Doug

Chim and Maddy crying 😭😭 I'm crying. The coma dream between real life is kind of bizarre

Bobby praying with a rosary in Bucks room he is such a grandpa

YOU ARE TELLING ME THAN IN THE NIGHTMARE CHRIS IS WITH HIS GRANDPARENTS?? I'm going to kill myself

CHRISTOPHER 😭 Is his Buck!

May taking care of Bobby 🥹

With Fix You in the background, what is this, so corny

But Daniel turning into him is cinema

I think Chim's father is what Chim could have become if he went into another path

Maddie kiss in the birthmark!!

Buck if you want a bothering mother you can take mine

6x12 Recovery

Bobby doing this criminal investigation is not my favorite storyline but sure (except when he was with Michael, i miss him)

Hen being Buck's other sister i love them

Josh!? Good Maddie really worries

Buck goes to Eddie's house, and then people pretend I don't shipp them

i love when Bobby punch guys now deserve it 💕

Bobby following Wendall path, he is the best guy ever, is a fame he is not real

6x13 Mixed Feelings

Maybe i need to be struck by lightning. i bearably know multiply

"Struck by Lightning, classic superhero origin" where is a CWFlash!au. Buck as Barry Allen i see it

"Are about to get slayed" no gay talks like that, and no tik tok influencer puts so little energy in their boys

Oh this is the Buddie date, why Eddie knows about an illegal casino?? Where he gets the time??

"3 minutes and 17 seconds" Eddie is just as codependent with Buck, the only difference is Buck shows it more

Rosen... why they just put another regular woman firefighter, they name you a woman and they forget about her

Eddie BLUSHING when Buck is winning?? Down bad for real

"Human calculator" jsjsjsjs

Buck baking cookies for Chris!! So cute!

Hen and Karen are better than me if my kid has done something like that he couldn't get out of his room

6x14 Performance Anxiety

Eddie's tia looking for girlfriend, cute

"Feels like i have to perform" bc you are a fag

Chin and Ravi in the academy!! Bubby comedy!

I'm reacting a lot bc my reactions are like: Umm yummy milanesa de pollo

Eddie discovering family secrets, ah good old fashion latino family

It wasn't a comedy but i still love chim and ravi

"Ravi's back!" I love them

i really hope they show us more Chim and Cap friendship, i love this two

6x15 Death and Taxes (in my country the saying is there're two things you can't escape death and infidelity)

Yes Bobby people die but not in the back of a police card with foam in the mouth!

Chim's favorite ice cream is dulce de leche, argentine icon

"papa jail" jsjsjs Jee is so funny like her dad

Buck stop filtring with the super cute girl please

I don't care about this man, I don't care about this Athena plotline

"You love being the guy with the answers" Jealous Eddie!

Maddie: Why we need to get married?

Chim: looking at engagement rings!

i love them, the best couple in 911 😍

6x16 Lost and Found

Athena arresting Hen and Chim?? jsjsjs what are they doing now!

Guys, Maddie didn't say yes yet

"Is there really a question?"

"Hen, is my sister!" jsjsjsj siblings

"Don't overthink it and don't listen to Eddie" good advice that you should always take /j

I hate all of them taking and assuming thinks about Maddie when SHE DOESN'T KNOW! The Maddie disrespect makes me angry

In the USA you don't applaud when a child is missing? They just scream his name when a cop tells them

Everyone looking for Chim's ring, i love my sitcom

6x17 "Love is in the air"

Every woman in LA looking at Eddie and him doing nothing? I need to keep telling you??

I don't care about Buck with this woman. Lucy? what?

Lucy wasn't anything! show stop trying to tell me that they were something THEY WEREN'T

SO TWO EPISODES AGO THAT I'M SINGING "where are goin to the chapel and we're going to get married" AND THEY FINALLY PUT IT ON THE SHOW. we share a brain cell

"It's a lot" You know how never said that about Buck's life? Eddie

No the pregnant lady!

In this woman's defense if you want to date Buck you need to get used to all of his friends in his apartment at any moment, all of them are intense, no matter who

THE PROPOSAL IS BEAUTIFUL! LONG LIFE CHIM AND MADDIE

"This is exactly what i was looking for" of course he thinks it is a signal, how many times we have to do this

"We are marrying that guy" They are so cute!!

6x18 Pay it Forward

"Good to see you, for real this time" jsjsjs Buck and Lucy could be good friends, they are the same, but this show hates the woman that Buck and Eddie sleep with

What do you mean Bobby doesn't respond?? How many times i need to tell you Bobby can't keep doing this! He is an old man!!

Hen wapping blood to Buck face is so cute, she is so confused but always taking care of her team 🥹

"This one refuses to take anything for the pain"

"I'm fine"

"No, you are not"

Hen i love you, unfortunately i understand you, i have a friend like that

In the afternoon Buck was bleeding over an ambulance and now he is receiving his kid!

"He's perfect, and he's all yours" noooo

Someone please put a baby in Buck

Buck's life is a complicated life, he needs someone who doesn't get scare

"How is he so bad at this?" Chris is a time in your life that you realize that you parents have no rizz and the fact that you are here is a miracle (or an accident)

Now i need to read the couch theory because why is he always without a couch?

I finished it only took me 3 months

Final thoughs, i love Hen being second in command, i love her in charge.

My favorite episode was Pay it forward, love them being trap, my second favorite was the devil that you know, wich is weird because i don`t prefer the police investigations/Athena storylines, but this one was very well done and an aswer for a very long question.

I loved!! The Maddie/Chim romance this season, it was so good. The whole thing with jee, they finding a house, it was cute and funny, i love them.

I'm not fan of Buck's storyline, like him being a sperm donor is kind of random, like he realize he wants to be a father but, i don't it chances him, you know. And yes the ligthing strike is good Buddie angst but i also don't love it. I feel they where trying to go for this healing journey but i don't think Buck learn anything.

Also i hate how Chim "forgives" his father, the man never apologized, horrible, i hate how this show treats shitty parents.

I am also not a fan of how Hen just, dropouts, why, why will you give me that storyline if you walk away with nothing.

Don't get me started in the whole Denny thing, also don't like how they manage that.

And my biggest problem with this show is that they keep naming random woman firefigthers, and we never see them again, stop, give me one firefigther like Ravi, that sometimes is there, sometimes is not, and give her a characterisation, a personality, that is not a copy of Buck and keep her, please, i beg you

So, i know that season 8b started the last thursday, and i got spoil, the deal is the next: if they DON'T make Buddie cannon, a terrible decision but possible, i will keep watching the show probably, and i will problably stop reacting because all the reactions are going to be why are they not together. But if they DON'T make Eddie gay i will stop watching the show, i cannot deal with him doing the same dance again, of being like, why i don't like this perfect catholic, latina woman, perfect for me, i hate that. Sharron die six years ago stop using grieve as an excuse. And i KNOW what is going to happen next season, i'm not thrilled about it but i have fate to season 8, will see

To end this, season 6 is not a bad season, i just think the show was very good, i like the other seasons such more, but i still enjoy the show and when i stopped enjoying the show i will stop watching

If you want to see me my other reactions, they are here: Season 1; Season 2; Season 3; Season 4; Season 5

Okay, bye