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He’s so close. But Buck’s face sways even closer, eyes hyper-focused on Eddie’s mouth, like he wants to ensure that what he whispers next make its way inside:
“The quiet, closeted catastrophe of Edmundo Diaz—performed nightly for an audience of none.”
Eddie flinches. For a second, all the noise in his head goes silent.
“W-what—” Eddie’s voice cracks and he’s trying to frown, trying to be mad, but he feels exposed, so his words come out broken, confused. “What’s that supposed to mean?”or: buck fights back during the kitchen scene in 8x17 and it sends eddie spiralling
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28 May 2025
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“Eddie, please. I can’t be a cheater again.”
Eddie hums in consideration but doesn’t stop the sensual grind of his dick against Buck’s ass.
“No, we can’t have that can we.”
He pulls his hand out from under Buck’s- who tries to smother the disappointment that rears in the forefront of his mind- and pushes Buck onto his front, slides his body on top and presses Buck into the mattress.
And Buck lets him with a desperate groan into the pillow that he crushes to his face.
“I don’t think it counts as cheating if you just lay there, hm?”OR;
Tommy is an idiot and pisses off Buck- who, of course, runs to Eddie's to blow off steam. But not like that... until it is.Series
- Part 1 of Buddie Smut
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14 May 2025
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So, the first thing that happens is Castiel comes back.
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"Right," Dean says eventually, gruffly. He looks down at his shoes. "I'm not gonna tell you how to live your life, man. It's—you know, yours. Do your thing, love who you love, whatever. I can't really stop you from loving me, if that's what you've decided to do, but I don't—I can't—"
"I know," Castiel murmurs, still just smiling a little, not looking heartbroken at all. "Don't worry about it, Dean, that's all I ask."
"So we're—" Dean risks a glance up, swallowing thickly. "We're good?"
Castiel hums. "We're good."
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18 Jan 2025
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He stops dead at the picture of Charles, shooting upright on the lounge, dislodging Sassy in the process. She hisses loudly at him and darts off, but Max isn’t concerned with that.
Because Charles fucking Leclerc has cut his hair off.
The photo is just a fan picture of Charles in a suit at a gala of some variety—an unimportant detail—and he looks great in the suit, crisp and blue, a black turtleneck underneath. Handsome, one might objectively describe it as. Sexy, a girl, gay, or Italian man would say. Not Max, of course, because he’s above that, but. Somebody else might describe it that way.
The sides are just gone, shaved short and gone. The top is still as long and fluffy as ever, styled very nicely but the sides.
The sides, Max laments.
He looks stupid. It’s terrible. Max hates it with a fiery, visceral passion. He knows there is no way Pascale Leclerc did that to her son. She would have stopped him from looking like some kind of dapper, handsome—
She would have stopped it, is the point.
Maybe it’s just the lighting, Max reasons frantically.
// Charles gets a haircut. Max has a meltdown.
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06 May 2024
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Castiel has been interested in his friend Dean for a long while but Dean doesn’t seem to feel the same way, until a late night text tells him otherwise, prompting Castiel to take action.
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The one where zation found an app that lets you create fake chats and totally went to town with it.
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- Part 1 of The texting 'verse
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16 Feb 2024