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WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @messyhairdiaz (thank you!! 💚) yesterday for Tease Tidbit Tuesday, but didn't have a chance to post, and now it's Wednesday, so we're going wip Wednesday.

I'm also spoiling my own fic, but fuck it. Why not?? Have some more jealous!Tommy fic.

Warning: this is angsty. This was supposed to be a silly little fic and now Tommy’s getting his heart broken. I'm so sorry!

Tommy cuts through the bullshit. Refuses to let the conversation keep running in circles. “Do you have feelings for him?”

“He's not an option.”

“That's not what I asked you!” Tommy can't help the way his tone jumps, some combination of desperation and anger warring in the tenor of his voice, because he knows—he knows—but he wants so much to be wrong. Wants Buck to find the right words and fix it all so maybe they don't have to end. But Tommy knows better, and when he continues, it's with a deep and painful resignation. “Can you look me in the eye right now and tell me that if Eddie wanted you, you would choose me?”

For a moment, Buck looks like a fish out of water, eyes wide and unblinking and mouth agape as his jaw works to try to form words that won't come. Tommy wants to laugh, but can't with all the hurt choking him of any sound as he waits for Buck to find his words.

They hurt more than Tommy expects.

“He's not an option. He's never been an option,” Buck whispers finally. Quiet and stunned and confused. Still trying to process the reality of Tommy’s words. 

Tommy huffs something like a laugh, but it's humorless, maybe even a little derisive. “That's what I thought.” 

“Tommy—”

“You've never so much as said you love me!” He spits the words, anger and hurt clawing at his chest. He'd thought he could do this. Thought, maybe, they really were on their way to something real. But he's starting to see just how much he was fooling himself.

Buck looks stunned at the words, face falling with hurt. “You know I said it too soon the last time. You know—”

“And you know that it will always be too soon unless it's him.” Tommy’s voice is quiet now. Resigned.

Buck looks like he's about to break down—hands shaking, breathing rapid. “It can't be him.” His voice cracks, tears gathering heavy in his eyes. “Tommy, it can't be him.”

And Tommy hates himself a little for it when Buck’s hurt cuts straight through to his heart. Because he wants to be angry. He thinks he has every right to be angry.

But somewhere along the line, he'd fallen in love with Evan Buckley, and he can't help the way he gentles at Buck's hurt. Keeps distance, but lets his tone fall soft along with his gaze. He thinks maybe Buck can see the pity in his eyes. “Why?”

“Because if-if he doesn't want me, I—” Buck sucks in a harsh breath, trying to force out the words, “—I don't think I'd survive it.”

Tagging (if you'd like): @messyhairdiaz @spotsandsocks @shortsighted-owl @elvensorceress @eddiebabygirldiaz and anyone else who wants to participate.

Hey writers!

I will write 10 words in book 2 for every note this post gets by May 10th

Limit of 5 comments >:]

I'll also accept suggestions in the comments or Reblogs, Book 2 is a Kasi Book but has the beginnings of Viasaki and Kila's Arcs ,and a light bit of Marril and Shyre's

It also focuses a bit on Chrin's Arc, which unlike the twins, hasn't started in Book 1

tease tidbit tuesday/wip wednesday

tagged by @thewolvesof1998 @theotherbuckley @tizniz @diazsdimples @dangerpronebuddie @spotsandsocks @exhuastedpigeon @underwaterninja13 - tagging y'all back for wip wednesday 💖💖

doing two in one bc it's technically wednesday already idc lol - started a new wip I mentioned before (inspired by this video lol) and rn I'm rewriting what I wrote yesterday bc the past two days words were not wording and I hated everything I wrote, but I think I'm happy with it now haha I hope I'll manage to write it like I want to bc it's sooo good in my head istg haha

(wasn't gonna post until i have more but i need validation before i drive myself crazy over this lol)

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It started as a random idea, more like a throwaway thought, really. Tommy was just checking the weather for the next few days – his hot pilot boyfriend always likes to be prepared – while they were hanging out, and he casually mentioned that “it’s gonna be nice on Saturday, perfect barbecue weather,” which got Buck to mention how they often have family barbecues at Bobby and Athena’s. Somehow, the conversation spiraled, and Buck’s not sure who threw out a more concrete idea, but here they are now, standing side by side in Tommy’s kitchen, preparing food – Buck’s currently slicing veggies for a salad, while Tommy takes care of the meat – for the barbecue where they invited way too many people than Tommy’s backyard can probably fit. It really is nice weather, the sliding door leading from the kitchen to the backyard open and letting in warm sunshine and a soft breeze that makes the air feel cooler. They work in pleasant silence, the only sound is quiet music playing from the speaker, and Buck can’t help a fond smile when he hears his boyfriend hum along, so off-key Buck’s not sure he even knows the song, but it’s still adorable.

The silence is disrupted by the doorbell ringing, and before Tommy can even move, Buck is dropping the knife on the cutting board, wiping his hands, and sprinting towards the door, shouting an “I got it!” over his shoulder. He’s followed by an echo of Tommy’s fondly amused chuckles. So he’s a little excited, sue him – they haven’t had a family day like this in a while, and there was only one he brought Tommy to, all of their schedules not so easy to align. And today his whole family will be here, including their spouses and children, and Tommy invited a couple of his friends and their families, too, and it’ll be just a big, loud, chaotic get-together that he’s hosting with his boyfriend. Buck never hosted one of these before, and he’s really enjoying it so far, and he just wants everyone to have fun.

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no pressure tags: @elvensorceress @thebravebitch @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @watchyourbuck

@eowon @loserdiaz @evanbegins @ladydorian05 @wildlife4life

@diazpatcher @lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @weewootruck @loveyouanyway

@spagheddiediaz @rainbow-nerdss @epicbuddieficrecs @pirrusstuff @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove

@nmcggg @rogerzsteven @hippolotamus @bidisasterevankinard @giddyupbuck

@sunshinediaz @honestlydarkprincess @911-on-abc @jesuisici33 @steadfastsaturnsrings

@buddieswhvre @fortheloveofbuddie @your-catfish-friend

@daffi-990 @hoodie-buck @aroeddiediaz

Current Zayne WIP inspired by the new limited series memory event (still need to add lights, camera, adjust some small stuff before I can render it and edit it)

Last Line Challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like). 

I got tagged by!! @chiliger @marbled-polecat and @cacodaemonia !!! (last week)

I’m working like mad on May the Whump be with you and I’ve been Undecided. Do I go big waterlogged eyes or Defiant Sassy Bitch? And I realized, he contains multitudes, so both. Last line was making the eyebrow angy.

No pressure tags: @elismor @threebea @dontbelasagnax @omaano @lothcatthree @anstarwar @foreverchangingfandomsao3 @forloveofcodywan @bluemaskedkarma @snowywinterevenings @tired-bshocked @happybean17

All pressure tags: @elwenyere

WIP. Wasn’t sure about the full rack, so I made an alternate with the smaller antlers…

Unfinish gojo fem render

Can you guys tell I've never drawn Charles before 😭😭

im lowkey obsessed with them

Monday WIP

@sibylsleaves and @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove tagged me to share something i'm working on! this is from the midnight library fic, which is currently tentatively titled 'the rose garden at the end of the world'.

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"Come on. We can talk while I work. What do you remember?"

"I…" For a moment, there's nothing. Just that rolling blur. Darkness. Sudden pain, not unlike being shot.

Before that: Buck's face in profile, his jaw tight. They were arguing, Eddie remembers. Or—maybe not even arguing. He's not sure that's the word for what it was. He was asking—demanding, really—to know what had been going on with Buck lately, and Buck snapped, it's none of your business, okay, so drop it already, in a tone Eddie had never heard from him, and the words felt like a slap too, because there had never been any part of Buck that he wouldn't place in Eddie's hands for the asking.

He got too used to that, maybe. Too comfortable. 

Anything that's making you act like this is my business, he snapped back, and Buck said, Give it a fucking rest, Eddie, and then—

Darkness. The world rolling around them, glass shattering, the dark blur of the cliffside reversing places with the dark blur of the rainy sky. Sudden pain. And then another darkness, this one more absolute. "We were in a car accident," he says slowly. His abuelo purses his lips and nods, his eyes on the new stalks he's snipping away. Green clippings sharp with thorns fall to the ground. Eddie takes a sharp breath, and he can't be alive right now, because if he were, his heart would be racing. "Is Buck—did he—?"

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no-pressure tagging @fraddit, @mellaithwen, @homerforsure, @daffi-990, @likegoldintheair, and anyone else who wants to play

Seven Sentence Sunday

Lokius. More trans Mobius and Loki making out in the archives.

There was a flash of joy across the trickster’s eyes, but all Mobius could focus on was Loki’s lips coming closer to his own. He let out another whimper when their lips touched, softly pressing together at first. The feeling sent shivers down Mobius’ spine, and he wanted more.

Loki’s hand came up to cup his cheek, and then they began kissing him harder, consuming and claiming him with such ferocity that Mobius was struggling to breathe. They pushed him more firmly against the metal archive shelves, while their other hand pulled him towards their body.

Feeling Loki’s tongue swipe across his lips tentatively sent him wild and he opened his mouth, surrendering. If Loki was going to be the death of him, so be it.

Tagged by @cha-melodius and @kcscribbler

Passing onto @blackbirdofasgard @boredintjqueen @keepmakingtrouuble @starrose17 @illiasha @loki-tree-of-life @lokisgoodgirl @faux-fm @in-my-loki-feels @stillwanderingflame @lokimobius @elodiah @doomed-spectacles @insert-witty-user-name-here @starport-seven-five @dewdropreader @mirilyawrites @dreamycloud @waterhorseyblues-ao3

No pressure. Also, open tag to anyone who's not tagged and wants to do it.

Rah

Future au stuffs, still debating if i want to give it a dumbass name ..like..oh shit theres outergods in my shitty apt.. or just give it a regular au name…(cross will be added tmr<3

hi! thank you so much for the tags throughout this week and I'm so sorry I've been distant but this week has been a LOT so I'm resting and processing lol. In the meantime, have some sexy times!! thank you all for the tags today @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @sznofthesticks @lemonlyman-dotcom @alrightbuckaroo <3

Something falls to the ground when TK is pushed against the counter, but he can't find himself to care. This isn't his home anyways.

What he does find he cares about is the strong man who has him boxed into the island of his townhouse kitchen, one arm wrapped around his neck and the other rubbing along his thigh. Lips trailing soft kisses down his jaw and leaving a gentle spark on TK's skin when he moves to a new spot. TK can't help but love the sensation.

"Carlos." He starts, pausing to moan on accident when Carlos puts pressure on his thigh suddenly and bites onto his neck. "W-We should go upstairs."

Carlos lets out a soft hum of acknowledgement. He pulls his face back and squeezes TK's neck with his hand, pulling their eyes together. Carlos looks between TK's eyes, searching for something and TK tries to let him see whatever it is that he wants. If tonight doesn't end the way that he wants it to then TK might actually break something when he gets home.

They rest there with Carlos searching and kneading his fingers into TK's thigh. Silent and careful, TK lets him. After what feels like forever Carlos must find something he likes because his eyes drop to TK's lips and he speaks. "We could go upstairs....or."

TK's tongue flicks out quickly and his eyes stay on Carlos. "Or?"

"Or I could fuck you right here on the counter." Carlos says, punctuating it with a harsh grip on his thigh, but gentle pet of the neck.

TK is helpless when it comes to Carlos, he is finding out very quickly. He's not sure that he likes that. But that doesn't stop him from nodding his head and letting Carlos back into his space, mouths dancing together and being lifted onto the countertop with his legs spread as Carlos swallows him up.

no pressure tags below + open tag to anyone!!

Tag you’re it @heartstringsduet @alrightbuckaroo @lemonlyman-dotcom @sznofthesticks @paperstorm

@im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @vineofroses @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @carlos-in-glasses @sanjuwrites

@falloutmars @never-blooms @your-catfish-friend @lightningboltreader @catanisspicy

i have the next two days off, so send me an emoji to force me to write, and in return i'll post a snippet of the wip (these are all buddie)

🏠-- roommates fic (burn down the loft)

💀-- presumed dead eddie diaz (cave collapse)

☃️-- 5+1 five times people assumed buddie was a couple while out with chris before they got together, and one after they got together

👓-- another 5+1 five times eddie can't keep eye contact with buck, and the one time he can't look away

⁉️-- affectionately called the pick me fic, eddie realizing (read: incorrectly assuming) that buck isn't interested in him not because he's straight, but just because he isn't interested

🛒-- breakup/makeup fic, buck (incorrectly) assumes eddie broke up with him