if we don't get a whole episode from eddie's pov we at least need a scene of buck driving filmed from the passenger's pov. just, eddie, looking respectfully
i insist that the loud noise is the one thing that separated vacuuming from being best sensory experience possible to the worst sensory experience possible. imagine vacuuming if it’s completely silent. it would be so much fun it feels like a beast on a leash swallowing up everything in its way indiscriminately it’s so awesome
hey y'all. tumblr sucks right now, so I'm taking off for a while. not sure when I'll be back. mutuals can dm for my discord if they want it, but just to be clear, I'm not gone forever. just a little while.
The second time Eddie stopped by Harrington Floral, it was because it was his mom’s birthday.
Each year, he bought a dozen Black-eyed Susans, her favorite wildflower, and placed them on her grave. He’d also eat a piece of carrot cake in her honor with Uncle Wayne.
The carrot cake was usually store-bought because he and Wayne were both hopeless in the kitchen, but this year, Eddie was going to try and make her recipe from scratch.
He felt like he owed it to her, and he needed to overcome his fear of the oven if he was ever going to survive on his own. She’d want that for him. Growth. Adulthood.
He had a brown bag full of groceries in one arm, carrot tops hanging over the side as he entered the store.
There was a new display in the window now. This one was called When I Think of You, and it was an assortment of roses, all in various shades of pink and red.
It was a different florist than the brown-eyed beauty that ended up serving him, but Eddie heard a voice coming from the back.
“Rob, I told you I already watered the Anthuriums today. Now, you’ve gone and over-watered them. They’re very susceptible to rot. Be careful next time!”
“Alright, alright! Jesus,” the girl, Rob, responded. She rolled her expressive blue eyes, the freckles on her face standing out wildly around all the bright bouquets. “Flower nazi.”
Eddie wasn’t exactly in a laughing mood, not today, but it made his lips twitch.
Rob rang up Eddie’s flowers. “That’ll be seven ninety-five, please.”
As he handed over his cash and coins, Eddie saw the source of the cranky voice crouching over a potted plant, shaking a bag of fertilizer over the soil and muttering to himself.
Eddie’s head tilted. The flower nazi had a nice butt.
Rob cleared her throat—the fake kind that actually sounded like ahem—and shoved the bouquet and receipt under his nose. “Have a great daisy,” she told him flatly.
“Oh, I’m sure I will not,” Eddie said, taking them.
He walked out still feeling blue, but as he buried his nose in the bundle of Susans and smelled their sweet grassy aroma that reminded him so much of his mother, his steps became lighter.
How long did it take Tommy to realize Eddie wasn't an option? or maybe the opposite. Maybe he knew from the beginning that Eddie had a girlfriend and entered their relationship with purely platonic intentions. Then, along the way realized that their friendly dates could've been romantic ones. But he doesn't feel like missing out because he really likes Eddie as a friend already. (He also realizes that Eddie Diaz deserves to be wooed, so he'll do his part, yeah, they're definitely taking the chopper to vegas.)
Could lead to another Eddie // Tommy parallel.
Later, while Tommy's dating Buck, they're talking about their experience as queer men, and Buck mentions wanting to talk with people who are into men and women like him and doesn't know how to go about it, so Tommy asks if he already talked to Eddie about it. Buck's confused because Eddie doesn't like men..? Wait, Eddie's straight??? Well, yeah. All this times you hung out together you thought he wasn't?? Yeah... but, whatever, I prefer him as a friend anyway so it doesn't change anything. Right. Yeah. Cool.
What if all this happens after Eddie's had his own queer awakening/acceptance journey, but hasn't shared it yet.
Next time Buck and Eddie hang out one on one, Buck mentioned that Hey, funny thing, Tommy thought you weren't straight, isn't that funny, ha ha, right? Eddie takes that as his opportunity and comes out to Buck. It's a heartfelt and vulnerable moment. Buck feels proud and surprised and honored and... awkward? Did Eddie feel awkward when Buck came out? If he did, it didn't show. He made Buck feel safe and loved. Buck want that for Eddie. Oh, and Eddie hugged him, yeah, hug, he can do that. Doesn't feel the same. Why doesn't it???
I ran out of thoughts before I could make it to Eddie's pov of this whole thing. Maybe I'll come back later.
ah so it looks like nina are maggie are gonna be the parallel that’s so painfully obvious that it forces aziraphale and crowley to confront their own- MY GOD IT’S BEELZEBUB AND GABRIEL WITH A STEEL CHAIR