#wednesdsy imagines

[werewolfbansheelove]

All my favorite Women characters but there is a lot more but these are my absolute favorite.

Happy International Women’s Day!!!

[tweeterwilbury]

Human highway wednesdsy in the middle of neilphen week? More likely than you would imagine

[elvensorceress]

listen. your wip wednesdsy angst. im-

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They’re supposed to meet up tonight. He arranged for Christopher to stay with Abuela so he and Buck could have the whole night. She didn’t know why. No one knows about it. Though he does suspect that she suspects he’s seeing someone. She had that twinkly devious sparkle in her eyes when she happily agreed to watch Chris for the night. That is the plan. 

They’re supposed to have the whole night. 

Eddie parks outside of the apartment building where Buck is still staying in his invisible ex-girlfriend’s place. What are they if not haunted by ghosts of relationships past. He rests his head on his steering wheel, and he’s early, but not that early. He doesn’t have time to fuck around and he doesn’t want to prolong this and make Buck wait. 

Maybe he gets it over with and they agree to one more last night? Could they do that? 

Is that even pretending to try what Eddie is supposed to be trying? 

The thought of never having Buck again though… 

It hurts. His chest hurts and his arms hurt and his stomach and everything else hurts and it’s hard to breathe, and it was bad when Shannon left him, but it also wasn’t this. 

It’s just sex. They’re just fucking around. It doesn’t mean anything. They’re not dating. They never were. It’s not a big deal. 

It’s not anything. 

It doesn’t make anything in his chest feel better about this. But those are the facts. It’s just sex. It’s nothing real. It’s shallow and selfish, and he should stop. He’s going to stop. Because he’s married and he loves Shannon. He loved Shannon. Past tense. He’s not sure about anything in the present tense. 

After a far too indulgent ten minutes putting it off, Eddie gets out of his truck and goes to the door. 

Buck greets him with the biggest smile, and Eddie already wants to rip his own heart out and stomp on it until it’s dead and can’t hurt him anymore. 

“Hey,” Buck tugs Eddie to him and pulls him into the sweetest, softest kiss imaginable. 

And Eddie can’t stop. He can’t pull away. Why would he ever want to pull away? Why would he ever want to stop?

He makes a soft, if pained noise, but melts with Buck’s arms around him. If he loses himself a little bit, that’s only for him to know. He keeps his eyes closed when Buck ends the kiss, and Eddie should pull away. He should stop this immediately. Just get it over with. It’s not a big deal. They’ve been having sex, not dating. They’re not in a relationship. 

But then all he can do is nuzzle against Buck’s cheek and bury his face in Buck’s neck and shoulder and hold on like he doesn’t have to let go. 

How the fuck can he do this?