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OMG they're so cute!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, so a special response for you. I greatly appreciate you letting me borrow Cal for this (he does have the best ideas after all!) If anyone has no idea what this is in reference to, then you need to go read Spotty's fic Good Knight Sweet Prince
come trick or treat!!
“Hey, Eds, look at this.”
Buck shoves his phone at Eddie presumably to show him whatever recent meme he found interesting.
Eddie takes it from him, minutely adjusting the distance he’s holding it from his face. Only because the light is dim and not because he ‘probably needs bifocals’ thank you very much. On the screen is something called a great eared nightjar. A bird that supposedly looks like a small dragon. And it does for the most part.
“Have you shown me this before?” Buck scrunches his nose like he’s trying to work something out. And forgive Eddie, he finds it adorable as hell because, well, everything his boyfriend does is adorable as hell.
“Uh, no? Not that I remember anyway.”
“Huh.” Buck takes the phone back and chews on his bottom lip.
“They just look so… familiar. Like I’ve seen something like it before.”
He shakes his head and continues scrolling mindlessly through instagram. “Probably just a weird dream I had or something.”
A few days pass, and there’s no more talk about strange birds that look like mythical creatures. Naturally, Eddie doesn’t think about it anymore. At least not until Buck wakes up, hyperventilating in the darkness of their bedroom, desperately trying to inhale.
“Hey! Buck! Look at me!” Eddie grabs him by the shoulders, meeting his gaze so he can get Buck to follow his breaths.
Eddie tries to put up a calm front, to guide Buck through the practiced inhale and exhale they’ve both had to use more than Eddie would like to admit.
“There you are.” Eddie cradles Buck’s face in his palms, noting his breathing has become less ragged but the sparkling blue in his eyes is still dark and full of something like terror. “Shhhh. Buck, I’m here. It’s okay, baby.”
“E-Eddie. I remember. All of it.”
“Remember what, sweetheart?” Eddie asks cautiously. He honestly has no idea where this is going or what could have prompted it.
“The other day, I was showing you that nightjar-”
“The tiny dragon bird thing?”
“Yeah! Exactly. And I said it looked familiar?”
Eddie nods slowly, still not sure what to make of it.
“I was dreaming — at least I thought I was — and it all came back. Eddie, I wasn’t dreaming. They were memories. The reason it looked so familiar is because the little brownish one? It looks like Cal.”
Cal??? Who the fuck is that? Eddie racks his brain but can’t for the life of him think of anyone named Cal. Especially one that resembles a dragon.
“Cal? I’m not- I’m not quite sure I follow you, Buck.”
“Right. Because you don’t remember. Yet.” As if that should make perfect sense.
Buck’s hands are gesticulating wildly while he starts to tell Eddie about — and I know this sounds crazy, Eds but you gotta believe me — the two of them in another life. That information alone is insane enough before Buck gets going about how he was a prince and Eddie was a knight and there was a whole ass dragon named Calenth. Who could talk. At least to those who could understand.
The whole thing should be positively absurd. And it is, it definitely is. What’s even more absurd is the sudden sense of familiarity tickling at the edges of Eddie’s memory. Like there’s something he should remember but can’t.
“You don’t remember any of it?” And, christ, Buck’s voice warbles ever so slightly, breaking Eddie's heart.
It doesn’t seem fair to pretend that Eddie does recall any details, so he keeps the niggling sensation to himself.
“I’m sorry, Buck. I wish I did — if there’s really anything to remember — but I don’t.”
“If there’s really-” Buck cuts himself off and Eddie realizes his mistake. Buck thinks Eddie doesn’t believe him. “Yeah, I can see where that’s all a little out there, but-” Buck licks his lips and throws off the covers. “I, uh, I think I’m gonna go to my loft tonight.”
Fuck.
“Can’t we talk about this?” Eddie pleads as Buck gets dressed, grabs his work duffel and retreats to the front door. "It's 3 am!"
“Eds, we’re fine. Promise. I just need to sort all this out, y’know? It’s- a lot.”
“Yeah, I get it. Text me when you get there?” Because what else is he supposed to say?
“I will. Love you.” Buck leans in for a gentle kiss.
“Love you, too,” Eddie murmurs against his lips, like it isn’t killing him to watch Buck leave in the middle of the night over something Eddie can’t begin to comprehend.
*
Buck is thankful for having the next two days off work. It gives him time to adjust to the influx of memories that continue to flood in. Eddie arriving, Buck hating him – and then falling in love with him – Eddie leaving again, the tournaments and stolen kisses, Buck’s birthday.
How is it that he remembers but not Eddie? It’s all clear as day in his mind, like it just happened.
During their time off he still texts with Eddie, reassures him they’re okay. He even makes reservations at their favorite restaurant and arranges for Carla to watch Christopher on Tuesday night.
There’s one more thing weighing on him before their next shift. How to prove to Eddie that it’s all real. That Buck hasn’t lost his mind. He falls asleep fully dressed, with an open browser window full of endless entries on helping someone restore their memories.
*
Near the end of an exhausting twenty-four, Eddie can only assume Buck is trying to make him remember without actually saying that’s what he’s doing. First is the blue ribbon. Then a dragon figurine. And the knight figurine. A photoshopped picture of Eddie with a beard. All casually left in Eddie’s locker or at his seat at the table in the loft. It takes everything in him to bite his tongue and tell Buck it’s not working. And he’s just preparing himself to have that conversation when Buck catches him by the gym.
“Here!” Buck smiles, bright and bubbly while he hands a plastic play sword to Eddie.
Eddie takes it, letting out a weary, exasperated sigh. “Buck.”
“I know, I know. Just- try? Please?”
How is Eddie supposed to refuse? And that’s how, in the place where they had their first ever blow up, they end up surrounded by Hen, Chim, Bobby and few others from A shift while they have a sparring session. With toy weapons.
Despite how ridiculous the whole thing is, Eddie can’t help but notice how right the sword feels in his hand. The more they swing at each other, the moves becoming more intricate, it’s as if his body leads him in a dance of thrusting and parrying and dodging. He gets lost in the motion and swears he can smell dirt and grass. That he can feel the sun beating overhead, beads of sweat trailing down the back of his neck, even though it’s well past sunset.
Finally he sees it. A weakness in Buck’s stance. He doesn’t know how he knows that, but he does. Eddie lunges forward, causing Buck to overcompensate and fall to the mats where Eddie instinctively aims his sword at Buck’s throat.
Buck simply grins up at him, not seeming to care that he lost.
“You remembered.”
#come trick or treat!!#👻 🎃 🕷️#hippo gets mail#spotty mail#spotsandsocks#buddie drabble#reincarnation fic#why not????#hippo writes
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Love your 100 word fic! Buck in glasses reading to Eddie - how much softer can you get 🥹😍
buck in glasses >>>>>>
tell me he isn't the cutest nerd ever ksjsks
thanks for the lovely ask, love! i'm glad you liked it 🥺💗
#buck in glasses is so !!!!!#spotsandsocks#you're always so sweets spotty ily#evan buckley#evan buck buckley#buddie#april gets mail 💌
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Good morning😘😘 I am an excited spot seeing you’ve finished to fly the skies!! Looking forward to replying to all your comments as soon as I can!!
Thank you you’ve made my day by reading it and loving Cal too 💜💜💜
Hope you have a wonderful day ❤️❤️❤️
Finished it and LOVED IT 😍😍😍
So so soooooooo happy there is a sequel I can dive straight into, because I was not ready to say goodbye to this au just yet.
Have a fantastic day my dear!!! 💚🐉
P.s to anyone curious about the fic we’re talking about … it’s To Fly The Skies and it’s wonderful 🥰
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How would the spider society react as well as Miles mostly reaction to meeting the spot's kid who's smailer to their dad but is like spiderman which the spot doesn't mind as long as his kid is safe and happy
Okay I’m expanding more on this. I feel like their about 13 as well and has a much more human looking body, like they have a normal body but they have random spots(the same as the spot) all over their body. They made their suit to specifically not let anything in, they probably live in HQ because..where else could they live at? Probably BFFS with Miles, Hobie, and Pavitr as their iffy on Gwen (not for any reasons she just…reminds them of someone who caused a canon event for them) I just love Little spotty!reader!
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Crafty asks
6 10 11 or one you haven’t answered yet 😊
6. anything you made that you love?
i think ive loved everything i have made even if i think it looks shitty lol. it's just so cool to be able to create something i think and doing this stuff helps me a lot so of course i gotta love it for that
10. worst thing about your craft is?
it can be quite expensive sometimes
11. best thing about your craft is?
it gets me out of my head which is so very nice!
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Send '🗣' + character's name meme for my opinion / accepting / @mysticallities
🗣 + Bao'er
I'm not sure what to tell you fam, when it comes to NPCs that we generally won't even get to wish for I'm just blind and deaf to 'em. If there's no connection to Kazuha or Diluc I'm speeding through that bih ESPECIALLY if it's not in an archon quest. Which in turn is really bad because the juiciest bits of lore are IN those lil sidequests and whatnot but OH WELL.
#mail#ooc post#mysticallities#another reason i just skip through is cause internet is spotty#and my lack of free time
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Head canon- you like wearing pretty coloured nail varnish and you have a list of books your going to read but don’t get round to actually reading 💕💜💕
Hi spotty 🫂💙
It's true!!!! I have so many books in tbr what makes me scared sometimes(sorry books but I need to read how my blorbos are in love as much as I can).
And NAILS ARE MY BIG BIG LOVE. I like to wear bright colors or black. I like to combine colors (for months I use at least 2 colours at the same time)
Send me hc about me you have
Under cut photos of my nails
My nails now:
Some nails I had previously
Orange and green together
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Fav fic
You are my sanctuary you are my home
It was hard to choose between that one and Princess bride au
Also loved the Christmas bookstore one? Something about hot chocolate in it sticks in my mind
I’ve realised I haven’t read as many of your fics as I should have so as soon as I can I will get to more 💕💜💕
awww I’m so happy to hear those fics are getting some love 🥹🥹🥹
Thank you for being so supportive all the time 🥰🥰🥰
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where did you get your header from
it’s from @andtosaturns set of halsey headers !
#it should be fairly recent in my headers tag!! id link the exact post but im on mobile and my connection is spotty#i got mail*#anonymous
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meercat55 said: Young Madotsuki have you ever heard of NiGHTS into dreams?
Retro 8-bit arcade sounds fill the air as Mado plays NASU on her good old Famicom.
“ Not now, I’m trying to beat my last hi-score. ”
#meercat55#;careful what you ask for;; MAIL#;the dream goes on;; F2F#v; spotty dreams;; UNKNOWN#that's probably a 'no'. maybe
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Hello there let’s dance
Obviously! Let’s goooooooo
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How are you doing? ❤️
i’m doing okay hun !!!! i am currently apartment hunting w my bestie right now bc we are both moving in together in this city i’m relocating to so it’s a bit chaotic right now but it’s fun to spend time w her 🥺 i hope you’re doing well today !!!! 💖💞💗💓💕💖💞💗💘💕💓
#mail 💌#anon#yeah that’s why ive been a little spotty here but it till get better once we’re done here !!! hehe
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Me looking at your art 😍
me looking at YOU
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Your ask is trapped in my in box and can’t be set free!!!
I’m so glad to have produced incoherent screaming from the dark crystal doggo thing I feel I should know his name????
I’ve read your comment on the chapt twice cos it’s so much fun (will reply properly soon)
I love that you love this fic 😍😍😍
sending biggest kisses and hugs for your enthusiastic support
I’ve always loved shifter fics (I was in the SPN fandom years ago and they had some great shifter/abo fics) so one of my favourite writers writing a shifter fic for Buddie????!?!!!
HOME RUN 🙌🏻
For those of you who don’t know what I’m talking about …
The Lost and The Found by @spotsandsocks
⬆️ THIS is what I’m talking about.
Go and read it. You won’t be disappointed! (Plus it’s almost finished! One chapter to gooooooo)
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The Framework is the most exciting laptop I've ever broken
From the moment I started using computers, I wanted to help other people use them. I was everyone’s tech support for years, which prepared me for the decade or so when I was a CIO-for-hire. In the early days of the internet, I spent endless hours helping my BBS friends find their way onto the net.
Helping other people use technology requires humility: you have to want to help them realize their goals, which may be totally unlike your own. You have to listen carefully and take care not to make assumptions about how they “should” use tech. You may be a tech expert, but they are experts on themselves.
This is a balancing act, because it’s possible to be too deferential to someone else’s needs. As much as other people know about how they want technology to work, if you’re their guide, you have to help them understand how technology will fail.
For example, using the same memorable, short password for all your services works well, but it fails horribly. When one of those passwords leak, identity thieves can take over all of your friend’s accounts. They may think, “Oh, no one would bother with my account, I’ve got nothing of value,” so you have to help them understand how opportunistic attacks work.
Yes, they might never be individually targeted, but they might be targeted collectively, say, to have their social media accounts hijacked to spread malware to their contacts.
Paying attention to how things work without thinking about how they fail is a recipe for disaster. It’s the reasoning that has people plow their savings into speculative assets that are going up and up, without any theory of when that bubble might pop and leave them ruined.
It’s hard to learn about failure without experiencing it, so those of us who have lived through failures have a duty to help the people we care about understand those calamities without living through them themselves.
That’s why, for two decades, I’ve always bought my hardware with an eye to how it fails every bit as much as how it works. Back when I was a Mac user — and supporting hundreds of other Mac users — I bought two Powerbooks at a time.
I knew from hard experience that Applecare service depots were completely unpredictable and that once you mailed off your computer for service, it might disappear into the organization’s bowels for weeks or even (in one memorable case), months.
I knew that I would eventually break my laptop, and so I kept a second one in sync with it through regular system-to-system transfers. When my primary system died, I’d wipe it (if I could!) and return it to Apple and switch to the backup and hope the main system came back to me before I broke the backup system.
This wasn’t just expensive — it was very technologically challenging. The proliferation of DRM and other “anti-piracy” measures on the Mac increasingly caused key processes to fail if you simply copied a dead system’s drive into a good one.
Then, in 2006, I switched operating systems to Ubuntu, a user-centric, easy-to-use flavor of GNU/Linux. Ubuntu was originally developed with the idea that its users would include Sub-Saharan African classrooms, where network access was spotty and where technical experts might be far from users.
To fulfill this design requirement, the Ubuntu team focused themselves on working well, but also failing gracefully, with the idea that users might have to troubleshoot their own technological problems.
One advantage of Ubuntu: it would run on lots of different hardware, including IBM’s Thinkpads. The Thinkpads were legendarily rugged, but even more importantly, Thinkpad owners could opt into a far more reliable service regime that Applecare.
For about $150/year, IBM offered a next-day, on-site, worldwide hardware replacement warranty. That meant that if your laptop broke, IBM would dispatch a technician with parts to wherever you were, anywhere in the world, and fix your computer, within a day or so.
This was a remnant of the IBM Global Services business, created to supply tech support to people who bought million-dollar mainframes, and laptop users could ride on its coattails. It worked beautifully — I’ll never forget the day an IBM technician showed up at my Mumbai hotel while I was there researching a novel and fixed my laptop on the hotel-room desk.
This service was made possible in part by the Thinkpad’s hardware design. Unlike the Powerbook, Thinkpads were easy to take apart. Early on in my Thinkpad years, I realized I could save a lot of money by buying my own hard-drives and RAM separately and installing them myself, which took one screwdriver and about five minutes.
The keyboards were also beautifully simple to replace, which was great because I’m a thumpy typist and I would inevitably wear out at least one keyboard. The first Thinkpad keyboard swap I did took less than a minute, and I performed it one-handed, while holding my infant daughter in my other hand, and didn’t even need to read the documentation!
But then IBM sold the business to Lenovo and it started to go downhill. Keyboard replacements got harder, the hardware itself became far less reliable, and they started to move proprietary blobs onto their motherboards that made installing Ubuntu into a major technical challenge.
Then, in 2021, I heard about a new kind of computer: the Framework, which was designed to be maintained by its users, even if they weren’t very technical.
https://frame.work/
The Framework was small and light — about the same size as a Macbook — and very powerful, but you could field-strip it in 15 minutes with a single screwdriver, which shipped with the laptop.
I pre-ordered a Framework as soon as I heard about it, and got mine as part of the first batch of systems. I ordered mine as a kit — disassembled, requiring that I install the drive, RAM and wifi card, as well as the amazing, snap-fit modular expansion ports. It was a breeze to set up, even if I did struggle a little with the wifi card antenna connectors (they subsequently posted a video that made this step a lot easier):
https://twitter.com/frameworkputer/status/1433320060429373440
The Framework works beautifully, but it fails even better. Not long after I got my Framework, I had a hip replacement; as if in sympathy, my Framework’s hinges also needed replacing (a hazard of buying the first batch of a new system is that you get to help the manufacturer spot problems in their parts).
My Framework “failed” — it needed a new hinge — but it failed so well. Framework shipped me a new part, and I swapped my computer’s hinges, one day after my hip replacement. I couldn’t sit up more than 40 degrees, I was high af on painkillers, and I managed the swap in under 15 minutes. That’s graceful failure.
https://guides.frame.work/Guide/Hinge+Replacement+Guide/104
After a few weeks’ use, I was convinced. I published my review, calling the Framework “the most exciting laptop I’ve ever used.”
https://pluralistic.net/2021/09/21/monica-byrne/#think-different
That was more than a year ago. In the intervening time, I’ve got to discover just how much punishment my Framework can take (I’ve been back out on the road with various book publicity events and speaking engagements) and also where its limits are. I’ve replaced the screen and the keyboard, and I’ve even upgraded the processor:
https://guides.frame.work/Guide/Mainboard+Replacement+Guide/79
I’m loving this computer so. damn. much. But as of this morning, I love it even more. On Thursday, I was in Edinburgh for the UK launch of “Chokepoint Capitalism,” my latest book, which I co-authored with Rebecca Giblin.
As I was getting out of a cab for a launch-day podcast appearance, I dropped my Framework from a height of five feet, right onto the pavement. I had been working on the laptop right until the moment the cab arrived because touring is nuts. I’ve got about 150% more commitments than I normally do, and I basically start working every day at 5AM and keep going until I drop at midnight, every single day.
As rugged as my Framework is, that drop did for it. It got an ugly dent in the input cover assembly and — far, far worse — I cracked my screen. The whole left third of my screen was black, and the rest of it was crazed with artefacts and lines.
This is a catastrophe. I don’t have any time for downtime. Just today, I’ve got two columns due, a conference appearance and a radio interview, which all require my laptop. I got in touch with Framework and explained my dire straits and they helpfully expedited shipping of a new $179 screen.
Yesterday, my laptop screen stopped working altogether. I was in Oxford all day, and finished my last book event at about 9PM. I got back to my hotel in London at 11:30, and my display was waiting for me at the front desk. I staggered bleary-eyed to my room, sat down at the desk, and, in about fifteen minutes flat, I swapped out the old screen and put in the new one.
https://guides.frame.work/Guide/Display+Replacement+Guide/86
That is a fucking astoundingly graceful failure mode.
Entropy is an unavoidable fact of life. “Just don’t drop your laptop” is great advice, but it’s easier said than done, especially when you’re racing from one commitment to the next without a spare moment in between.
Framework has designed a small, powerful, lightweight machine — it works well. But they’ve also designs a computer that, when you drop it, you can fix yourself. That attention to graceful failure saved my ass.
If you hear me today on CBC Sunday Magazine, or tune into my Aaron Swartz Day talk, or read my columns at Medium and Locus, that’s all down to this graceful failure mode. Framework’s computers aren’t just the most exciting laptops I’ve ever used — they’re the most exciting laptops I’ve ever broken.
[Image ID: A disassembled Framework laptop; a man's hand reaches into the shot with a replacement screen.]
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Sleepover weekend ask
Would you rather …
Buck sleeping at Eddie’s house and waking him with a nightmare about the shooting with a hug and Eddie wiping away a tear but Buck says nothing about what’s wrong and they both go back to sleep separately or a scene where Eddie and Buck fall asleep on the sofa together and Eddie wakes first looks happy and doesn’t move them, maybe runs a tentative few fingers through Buck’s hair.
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Oh spotty this such a difficult one! One has utterly delicious angst, but the other is so soft and sweet
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Okay, okay I think I would have to go with the second one. These boys need some cute, soft moments together and Eddie looking at Buck softly and with love while Buck sleeps and gently runs his fingers through Buck's curls really gets to me. And there is still room for angst as Eddie pines and longs for Buck while he is in Eddie's arms
This was really good thank you 💕
sleepover weekend ask
#ryan gets mail#asks and answers#spotty asking the good but difficult questions#buddie#spotsandsocks
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