#eddie slutty era and i’m here for it

[911whatsyourbuck]

guys i don’t think i can make it to thursday

[dragonmuse]

Hello! I’ve just been rereading the very first story in the series, and when Eddy’s been around for just about a week, Lucius says something to Stede along the lines of “You told me you were going to try being slutty!” That, coupled with the “he was dropped on his head as an adult” snipe, paint such a great picture of Stede and Lucius’ early friendship!! (Didn’t Lucius and Jim have to whisper and plan about Eddy’s reputation and business?) Do you have any extras or thoughts on those conversations or era ?

(Been holding onto this one for absolute ages and since I was enjoying some Lucius and Jim earlier this week, here's their friendship just really starting out)

For the first year that Lucius worked at the Revenge, Jim was one of the few people that he didn’t connect with. They were disinterested in flirtation, turned down offers of portraits when other options failed and generally exuded a low-level menace that Lucius usually would push through, but couldn’t find a chink in.

He knew, in theory, that they had some kind of sticky feelings underneath their shell. Anyone that spent that much time with Oluwande had to, especially if it was a romantic time. So mostly he admired them from afar and concentrated his efforts on the more interested.

Then Eddy had shown up.

Lucius had laid out his concerns in the dressing room and been mostly met with gentle dismissal.

Jim hadn’t laughed. Jim hadn’t smiled. Jim met his eyes in acknowledgement. In the span of seconds, they became a team. A week later, Jim rocked up to the bar, asked for their usual pre-show shot, down it then said,

“They haven’t left his place.”

“Could be a con,” Lucius muttered. “You got eyes on the money?”

“Some.”

“Keep it there.”

They did that for weeks, updating and checking in. Gradually Jim said other things. Mentioned a day trip with Oluwande or something they’d watched. When Lucius asked questions, they answered, perfunctory, but acknowledging. When he offered things in returned, he noticed how intently they listened, even if they didn’t always respond.

“Hey,” Lucius whispered one day. “You want to help get rid of a douchebag customer?”

“Abso-fucking-lutely.”

“Okay, here’s the play. This guy comes in and orders a sloe gin fizz every Thursday, but he always has a dick comment when he does. He’s worse to the Swede, but I get them too. I’ve tried volleying back, but then he thinks it’s funny. Tried giving him nothing, doesn’t give up. So I’m thinking you can come behind the bar this time. I’ll make the drink, but you give it to him.”

“And?” Jim eyed him curiously.

“And then you let the spirit move you to what you think is best.”

“That’s your plan?”

“You are the plan. Have fun! Get creative!”

“All right then,” Jim’s smile was slow and edged. “I like it.”

The guy came in and Lucius signalled Jim, who was waiting when the guy came up to order.

“Who are you supposed to be?” The guy wrinkled his nose. “Shitty cowboy costume?”

“What do you want?” Jim stared him down.

“What kind of customer service voice is that? C’mon, gimme a smile and I’ll tell you.”

Lucius knew he was pulling quite the face, but luckily he had his back to the scene.

“No.”

“No?” The guy laughed. “I’m a regular customer here, sweetheart. Very respected.”

“You?” Jim’s voice dripped with disdain.

“Yeah, ask anyone!”

“Swede?” Jim barked. “You know this guy?”

And bless him, as if he’d been read into the scene, the Swede looked at the man with wide-eyed bewilderment.

“No? Maybe? Must I? Should I? Hold on! I’ll think of it….Alice!”

“Alice?” The guy growled.

“Allison? Last name?” The Swede tried again. “I’m so bad with names, I’m so sorry!”

“You’re fine,” Jim assured him and turned back to the guy. “Okay, so. You were saying?”

“I was saying,” the guy was getting annoyed now, shoulders tight. “That you should be treating customers with some respect!”

“Why?” Jim asked blankly.

“Because! That’s your job!”

“No,” Jim repeated.

“You’re in the service industry, you’re here to make customers feel good. It’s the most basic tenant of the job!”

“Oh. You’re confused,” Jim nodded.

“I am not!”

“Yes. You are,” Jim said gravely. “You think we care how you feel. We do not. You think we care if you come back. We do not.”

“I’ll leave a Yelp review that’ll get you shut down!”

“We have a four and a half star rating with about like… a hundred and fifty reviews?” Lucius couldn’t help, but jump in. “And the health inspector was here last week. Perfect grades.”

“I will make you regret this!” The guy seethed.

Jim leaned forward, their hand going casually into their pocket. Just enough to reveal a line of steel. The guy clearly did not come to Friday shows because the sight startled him.

“Please try.” Jim grinned, wide and toothy.

“You’re crazy! You’re all fucking crazy!” The guy backpedaled out. “You’ll never see my money or any of my friends money in here again!”

“Think he’s got friends?” Jim asked doubtfully as the guy almost knocked someone else over on his way out the door.

“None that I want to meet,” Lucius snorted. “You’re damn good at that, by the way.”

“It was fun. Let’s do it again sometime.”

They would do it often enough that Jim didn’t even have to flash steel at the end, a polished double act that scared people off without drawing the wrong kind of attention. By the time they’d both decided Eddy wasn’t a threat, they had settled into just straight up gossiping about them and Stede and the others. Not the usual scuttlebutt type secrets that Lucius would giggle over with Frenchie or the more salacious stories he’d share with Roach. Jim just liked to be in the know about people’s movements, something they had very deeply in common.

Their whisper network oversaw a lot of comings and goings over the years. No one suspected Jim of being one of the biggest information wells, but they were quiet and they listened and once they started working with Izzy, they got very good at research. Lucius always knew who to ask if he was missing a critical piece.

Together they kept the collective psyche of the Revenge as safe as they knew how.

[eddiebuckley-diaz]

Hi, I’m back. Do you have any fics where Eddie has a one night stand with a stranger but he’s thinking about but the entire time.

We Could Be Burning Bright by powerwithhapen

Eddie/OMC where they mainly only have sex a few times while Eddie pines (and moans for Buck during sex) the whole time

woke up the girl who looked just like you, i almost said your name by rarakiplin

Eddie tries to do casual hookups to get over pining for Buck but is unsuccessful /5+1/ this is OUTSIDER POV though

am i who you think about in bed? By rarakiplin

Eddie discovers he is gay af and has his slut era (hell yeah) but also never wants to go further with these men cause he gay for buck

False Start (timing’s everything) by Morgane (smilla840)

Eddie and Buck have sex, Buck gets back together with Taylor, Eddie is heart broken and hooks up with strangers while he tries to get over him

Here are a few for you to check out!

How you are able to make it through Eddie or Buck with another person WITHOUT crying I have no clue! My heart always breaks but we love Slutty Eddie Era 😆

I’m still working on your previous request, it will take a little more time, but I’ll reblog the post and tag you once I do 💗

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