finding a safe-for-tumblr snippet was very hard (pun intended) but here beloveds have a little bit of vampire eddie 💋
Eddie and Buck were in the kitchen of the loft, cooking together since Christopher was at a friend’s house for dinner. Buck shifted nervously, working up the courage to broach the topic of something he had been wanting to try for a while.
He took a deep breath and said, “Eds, you know how you’re a vampire?”
Eddie turned to look at Buck with fond disbelief. “Yeah, babe. I know what species I am.”
Buck rolled his eyes, huffing in amusement. “That’s not what I meant. I mean, you can compel people to do things, right?”
“Yes,” Eddie replied hesitantly, shifting uncomfortably. He didn’t like his compelling ability— didn’t like how he could take someones choice away.
“I was wondering…what would you think about compelling me?” Buck asked, looking down studiously at the vegetables he was cutting. He couldn’t look at Eddie while he waited for his answer, his heart beating in his chest.
“You want me to compel you?” Eddie asked, confusion and disbelief clear in his voice. “Why?”
“There’s, uh, something I want to try,” Buck offered, his nerves making his hands shake. He wasn’t sure why he was so nervous, after all this was Eddie. His boyfriend, his partner, his best friend. But asking for what he wanted was already nerve wracking— asking his boyfriend to compel him for sexy reasons? He felt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest.
thanks to @ronordmann for the beautiful cover, it’s gorge and i’m obsessed with it! also! this fic is for @monsterrae1 bc she’s amazing and bc she also demanded me to write this fic. here you go, hoe! 💗
“Interesting read?” Buck asks and when Eddie shoots him a confused look, he nods towards the book in his lap. “Leave The Light On?”
“Oh! Yeah, it’s one of my favorite books.” Eddie smiles, shy and charming. “I’ve read the series like, a thousand times.”
“Really? Huh?” Buck feels his heart thump erratically inside of him.
Holy shit, holy shit. Eddie Diaz read his books.
Honestly, how is Buck supposed to act normal after such revelation?
“I’m actually flying to an audition right now. Hopefully to be part of the movie for the book.” Eddie says and then frowns. “Oh shit, I don’t know if I should’ve told you that.”
“It’s okay.” He leans forward and grins, squinting one of his eyes and shrugging. “Your secret’s safe with me.’
or; Buck’s a best seller author under a pen name, Eddie is an actor auditioning for the movie adaptation of his books, and somewhere along the way, they fall in love.
The AI issue is what happens when you raise generation after generation of people to not respect the arts. This is what happens when a person who wants to major in theatre, or English lit, or any other creative major gets the response, “And what are you going to do with that?” or “Good luck getting a job!”
You get tech bros who think it’s easy. They don’t know the blood, sweat, and tears that go into a creative endeavor because they were taught to completely disregard that kind of labor. They think they can just code it away.
That’s (one of the reasons) why we’re in this mess.
this is for the school nurse eddie and gym teacher buck au that i definitely haven’t started!
“Happy Nurses’ Day!” Buck says first thing in the morning, walking into Eddie’s office.
“What’s this?” He raises an eyebrow at Buck, as he accepts the piece of paper Buck’s offering him a little hesitantly.
“Well, it’s national nurses’s day and I googled what would be an appropriate gift, or like—” Buck licks his lips and then shakes his head, shrugging. “I don’t know, a gesture to show my appreciation.”
Eddie studies the drawing in silence, a very subtle and soft smile gracing his lips.
“You drew this?” His gaze lifts and he points at the drawing in his hand.
“Yeah! You like it?”
“Buck, this is really sweet and I appreciate it—” Eddie chuckles, fond and fluttered despite himself. “But I gotta say, thank God you’re not the art teacher.”
“Hey, I take full offense to that!” Buck frowns, pretending to be hurt but he’s biting down a smile of his own. “I happen to think I made a great job. Van Gogh is trembling in his grave as we speak.”
“What are these? Are these hands?” Eddie looks down at the drawing. “They look like claws or like— Are we mutants in this card? Is that like, a very specific detail?”
“Fuck you, Diaz!” Buck crackles, despite himself. “I tried, okay? Drawing hands is harder than I thought!”
“The heart is very anatomically incorrect, too, y'know?” Eddie smirks.
okay so it’s not quite friday for me yet but i’m going to be busy all day tomorrow at work so i figured i should just post now lmao :) have some more of the bad in bed?/praise kink fic that’ll be out in October!
Buck let Eddie take his hand and tug him close. “That’s not that I want. Just a hookup. Eddie— you’re everything to me, I want anything and everything you’ll let me have.”
“Thank god,” Eddie mumbled before pulling Buck into a kiss.
Buck brought his hands up to tangle in the front of Eddie’s shirt, using it to ground himself. “Please tell me we’re on the same page now?” Buck gasped out when Eddie pulled back so they could breathe.
“Yeah, we are,” Eddie said, guiding Buck backwards towards the stairs to his bedroom. “I’m yours and you’re mine.”
“Okay, good. Now on to more important matters— are you gonna come inside me this time?” Buck asked cheekily, smirking when Eddie stumbled.
“Fuck, you can’t just say things like that, Buck,” Eddie growled, urging Buck up the stairs.
Buck laughed as he climbed the stairs, Eddie right behind him. As soon they were at the stop of the staircase, Eddie was tugging Buck’s shirt up and over his head. Buck helped Eddie out of his shirt and then they were kissing, laughing against each others lips while they tried to undo their belts without stopping.
Eddie pulled away when he couldn’t get his belt undone and he cursed. “They should make these things easier to undo.”
“I got mine undone, I think the problem here is you,” Buck teased, stepping out of his jeans and boxers while Eddie did the same.
“Yeah, yeah,” Eddie rolled his eyes in amusement. He loved that they could be like this— playful and flirty, teasing each other before, during, and after sex. Eddie could admit that he had never felt as comfortable with another person as he did with Buck.
