Forwarded from Yay Shit Post
No, but being in love with Eddie must be so fucking exhausting for Buck. Because there Eddie is, with his big golden brown eyes, and his pink cheeks that always look a bit flushed, and that one stray strand of hair falling down his forehead. He looks like fucking Bambi and I bet he smells so good. And he's just so blissfully oblivious to it all, and to the chaos brewing in the pit at the bottom of Buck's stomach whenever he's around. And he's just sitting there across from Buck in the firetruck on each call, looking irresistibly kissable and I bet Buck feels like he's being struck by lightning all over again everytime their knees touch. It must be absolutely unbearable.
"Plus-- I already told Chris you were coming, so.”
“And he pulls out the trump card.”
“And he pulls out the trump card.”
انگار توی قفسه سینم آدامس جرقهای ریختن خدایا گی های فیکشنال رو از ما نگیر آمین 🙏
i wanna say lighthouse is pulling the perfect "buck fell first but eddie fell harder" story but tbh canon eddie is so dumb and clueless that i'm not sure about this fanfic's eddie either.
“It’s not about Carla, Eddie.”
“I… right. Right. “
“I don’t want-- I can’t. She’s like… an acquaintance. It’d be like giving a lap dance to one of Christopher’s teachers.”
“I… right. Right. “
“I don’t want-- I can’t. She’s like… an acquaintance. It’d be like giving a lap dance to one of Christopher’s teachers.”
yap
It’d be like giving a lap dance to one of Christopher’s teachers.”
EVAN FXCKING BUCKLEY 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
انقدر سریع گوشی رو پرت کردم و facepalm کردم که به کل یادم رفت عینک دارم و کوبیده شد توی صورتم
تک تک اون ریاکشنای خجالت آوری که مردم سر تکست گرفتن از کراششون نشون میدن رو من دارم سر این دوتا تجربه میکنم واقعا عقل گی.
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“I plan on checking you out like that every day. I mean, not-- checking you out, but looking… at-- checking. Like that.”
Forwarded from ابرا به oh, I know those soft hands فکر میکنه. (اَبرا🥐)
He didn’t want to be upstairs. He didn’t even really want to be on his couch, but if he admitted that, then he would have to admit whose couch he really wanted to be on, and Buck was drinking to get rid of precisely those kinds of thoughts so away he went
Its always about the couch guys!
Its always about the couch guys!