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“Can I ask you a question?” Buck blurts out as Eddie pours creamer into their coffee. It’s the algae creamer that Buck uses. Eddie picked it up when he was out grocery shopping last. Even though he was shopping for his house and not Buck’s. Even though he doesn’t use it. Eddie buys a different one for his. Some fancy caramel macchiato type stuff that he splurges on because Frank told him to treat himself and Eddie apparently can only do that with coffee creamer.
“Go for it.” Eddie hums in reply, clicking the tops shut and carrying the creamer bottles to the fridge. He’s wearing old sweats with a hole in the thigh. Bare toes peek out from the bottom. His shirt is old and loose, dipping at the collar. There’s an unknown stain on the chest. He’s got day old stubble growing on his jaw and his hair is sleep ruffled and soft. He looks beautiful.
“Wanna get married?”
Eddie fumbles the bottles, the fridge door open, and his head snaps over to Buck, mouth parted in surprise and eyes wide. He says nothing.
“Look, h-hear me out,” Buck steps forward, rubber spatula gripped tightly in both hands. The eggs he’d been about to cook for them for breakfast remain forgotten beside the stove. “We…we love each other. We basically live together. I’m pretty sure I’ve been helping you raise your son?” Buck releases a slightly manic laugh. “Eddie, I’ve never felt so comfortable or at home with someone. I’ve never known another home like I know yours. I’ve seen you at your absolute worst and your absolute best. The same applies for you with me. And…and we still love each other. We keep coming back to each other. And I…I do. You know? L-love you. As a best friend. As a work partner. As…as my person.”
Eddie is still staring. Mouth open. Eyes wide. Creamer bottles in hand.
“I have loved you since probably the moment I met you. And it’s only grown and blossomed into…” Buck gestures wildly around the room, “This! Eddie. We’re already married. Why don’t we make it official?”
Buck feels like he’s run a marathon when he finishes. His chest rises and falls rapidly. His heart is going crazy in his chest.
Eddie slowly turns, puts the creamers away, and shuts the door. Buck watches. Waits.
And then Eddie is walking towards him and Buck can’t read his expression. He always has known what Eddie is thinking. It’s one of the many things Buck loves about the man.
But right now? When Buck has bared it all out in front of them? He has no idea what Eddie is thinking.
“You…” Eddie trails off, shaking his head. “Buck.”
“I—“
“Am I allowed to at least take you on a single date before you propose?” Eddie cuts him off. And a beautiful smile is lighting up his face. It’s soft and sweet and all Buck’s.
“I…y-yeah. Of c-course.”
“Good.” Eddie sways forward, hand resting on Buck’s hip, and he brushes his mouth across Buck’s. A first kiss. Their first kiss. But it feels like one they’re exchanged thousands of times. “But for the record…yes. I’ll marry you.”
Buck grins back, looping his arms around Eddie’s neck and pulling him back in for another kiss. This one longer and deeper.
Eddie snorts when they pull apart, just enough to look at each other. “Proposing to me and we aren’t even together.”
“We’ve always been a little together.”
“Okay. That may be true.” Eddie grins, “Can you make breakfast now? I’m hungry.”
omg i wrote a fic! today! i was like "i'm gonna write a fic before bed" and then i just... did it! just like that! wild. this never happens. anyway.
Gen-ish, but also Buck/Eddie | 1.8k | T | coda to 8x15 "lab rats", angst with a happy ending because i do not do MCD 🙅🏻♀️
Featuring: Griefstricken!Buck, acts-of-service!Buck, and repression!Buck. Basically.
Buck’s not an idiot. People keep looking at him. He smiles pleasantly and thanks people for their condolences and responds to voicemails and emails and messages. He sees their pity, and thinks viciously, you don’t know a thing about me. He sees the expressions on his coworker’s faces, the hesitation and the knowing that he’s not himself, and acts like he doesn’t. Slides an invisible mask on, assures everyone he’s okay, he’s doing as well as he can be considering the circumstances (he’s not), that yes, he’s talking to someone (he’s not), that he’s not burning the candle at both ends. That last one is debatable, but—he has orders. Cap gave him an order. They’re gonna need you. So he pieces himself together, every morning, and he is there. No one should be concerned about him on top of everything else. They have their own families to worry about. Their own feelings. Buck keeps his buried deep, and prays he doesn’t have a coma nightmare.
this was written very quickly and without much editing, so take from that what you will, but @theflatman yelled at me about pain, so i feel like it might be okay? love you all.
Eddie's in El Paso trying to rekindle old friendships along with his relationship with Christopher. Some things may, or may not, be better left in the past.
Or; Eddie meets up with a friend from high school who provides him with some helpful insight into their past friendship as well as a new lens to view his current ones through.
Word count - 1.4k
Read on Ao3.
I cannot say how much i fucking love these books. I read them when I was still pretty clueless about queer things, still thinking i was “straight”, and i found many things fascinating about the worldbuilding and the characters. And now, years later, I’ll be laying in my bed trying to sleep and then suddenly I’m throwing my covers back like “YOU MEAN THAT WAS T4T????????” “Wait was that ASEXUAL REPRESENTATION OR AM I HALLUCINATING???????????”
I’d like to go back in time and hold little me’s head like “baby. You’re a faggot. There’s a reason you like this book and it ain’t just the dragons”
Oh and also! How could i forget! The third book in the series was literally the first book I ever read in English, bc it hadn’t been translated into my native language yet, and i was NOT GOING TO WAIT YEARS TO READ IT TF???? Literally i went
“Have I read a book in english before?”
“No.”
“How long is this one?”
“…640 pages.”
“……….Fuck it we ball.”
Man i gotta reread them it’s been too long.
Okay I said I'd make a more expansive post about this so here it is.
If you like high fantasy, check out A Chorus of Dragons by Jenn Lyons.
It's got
magic
dragons
demons
gods that aren't gods
a main character throuple
platonic marriage
distinct characters of various ages
just general diversity
the most incomprehensible family trees
sassy footnotes
and more!
There are five books and the worldbuilding is so neatly woven into the story so as not to overwhelm the reader. I was learning neat facts about the world even in the last book.
The overarching plot is a bit complicated to explain, but it's basically "Ancient mage with an ego has secret plans centuries in the making and must be stopped, but in the meantime there are demons wrecking havoc, terrible shitheads vying for political power, shapeshifters with dubious morals, revenge schemes, slavery, a god of annihilation that has slowly been consuming the sun, and so much family drama."
The five books are:
The Ruin of Kings (aka will someone please tell Kihrin what's going on)
The Name of All Things (aka the adventures of Janel and Qown, a horsegirl and her emotional support atheist priest)
The Memory of Souls (aka Oh My God)
The House of Always (aka Group Therapy tries to stop the apocolapyse)
The Discord of Gods (aka wtf is even going on--OH)
So in conclusion:
great characters, great pacing, great worldbuilding, great antagonists