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the lighting??? the fog?? the atmosphere???

Eddie groans, shifting around and slides off his bed. He should have known getting an apartment would be annoying. He had no choice, as the rental home had been badly damaged by termites. Its temporary, until he finds something better.

He shuffles out into the hallway and into his son's room where-yep. He can hear the beeping noise. Its loud and right by the wall where Christopher's bed is lying.

"I'll go let them know, alright mijo?"

"Thanks dad."

Eddie grits his teeth, as he shoves slippers on and yanks the door open, heading to his next door neighbor.

He spots a ring camera and stabs it with his finger. He really wants to pound on the door but that would also contribute to the noise making.

He presses it again, and a few moments later the door finally opens. The beeping even more annoying and loud.

Eddie freezes for a moment.

Because he's in some dinosaur slippers, boxers, a white shirt with a hole in it, his hair is a mess and the cutest guy he's ever seen just opened up the door.

The guy is tall. Curly, dark blonde hair that matches Christopher's, blue eyes with a pink splash of color over his eye and his brow. A birthmark.

His lips are red and plump and Eddie wants to be swallowed in a hole right now. He himself looks fucking ridiculous and a slob. Not attractive.

"Uhh-" was all he could get out, before he snapped out of it. Right. The beeping! Your son! "-sorry can you do something about the beeping, dude. My son is trying to sleep and its keeping him up." He is annoyed still that it woke his son up.

The cute blonde scrunches his face. He brings his hands up and--oh.

Oh man, Eddie feels like a dick.

The man takes his phone out and types out a message and turns it to Eddie.

Sorry, can you say that slower?

Eddie flushes. "Sorry. There's a beeping coming from in your apartment. Its loud and my son can't sleep."

Cute blonde's eyes widen.

"Shit." He turns and walks back in his apartment, waving for Eddie to come inside. The guy stands there, a little lost and trying to focus on the sound. His face scrunches. He types out another message.

Sorry, I'm deaf. I didn’t know about the beeping. Can you find it for me?

Eddie smiles and nods. He pokes his head around, immediately looking at the fire alarms but they were fine. The beeping is def coming from the kitchen.

Its when he's walking towards the kitchen when Eddie finds the noise. The microwave. Eddie points to it, the guy tilts his head in confusion.

"Did you put a timer on?"

The guy shakes his head, pauses and gets ticked all of a sudden.

My Ex Bf was messing with it before I kicked him out.

Yes! Ex!

Sorry. I didn’t know.

"Nah, its ok. Asshole ex by the way. Trying to get you kicked out like that. Uh, my name is Eddie."

Husband called me into the bedroom to show me the tag on our mattress cover, he was very proud.

Bwahaha now I haven't checked the early notes because holy scrolling no thanks but the curse numbers as listed leave out the important small fry 1k and 5k!

Basically a blog that ordinarily gets 0-20 notes per post reaching 1k is a serious & semi-exciting flurry of activity. It's mostly a good thing! EXCEPT that it invokes tumblr troll/goblin greed for pvp...

So if said blog should by accident gain 5k notes on a single post...maybe their notifications are broken for a week or whatever. It's temporarily unpleasant/exciting but dies down.

10k is where the notes situation becomes untenable &&& you severely increase the risk of exposure to people outside your bubble who will react very unreasonably and/or barrage your (ask) inbox with obnoxiouness. Tumblr might cease to function for you for...a while. It's never happened to me (thank you? lol) (this IS an invocation of the curse yes i am aware) (please don't do it to me) (but as this is op's post...i probably won't be the one to suffer if it keeps happening to this particular reblog)...so I can't say how long that might last. I estimate a month

So 10k and 20k are the first big bads b/c decimal system + relatively achievable goal for gremlins cursing you with notes...but as with 30/40 years of age, they're milestones, sure, but they're not your age of majority or 1st half century are they? So 30k/40k curse is rarer

100k is hard to hit unless it's a truly viral post--but is absolutely achievable over even just a few days. (If note momentum is crawling as you enter week 3 it's unlikely the gremlin crowd will keep up the dedicated focus but still possible). 250k or whatever is technically possible but generally takes too long to generate notes so there's insufficient momentum to keep the gremlin note wheel turning and mostly it's just. Not worth the effort & disappointment of falling faaaaaar short of the goal

Then there's those accidentally famous blogs that hit 100k+ over and over again and become popularities in the tumblr ecosphere...

26.6k, rated e, buddie bdsm dating app au

When he goes back to the main screen, he sees another woman, one who was admittedly less intimidating. He taps the check mark and gasps when the next photo appears. It's just a man's hands, big, crossed at the wrists, veins protruding as he grips a sleek, black cane tightly in his hands. Fuck. When did hands get so hot? Buck scrolls down to the bio quickly, and frowns when he finds it's pretty simple. "26, experienced Dom. Dominant"

This is probably the craziest, most impulsive thing Buck has ever done. And considering insane, hare-brained stunts are kind of Buck’s MO, that’s saying a lot.

In which Buck, reeling from the fact that his best friend is moving to Texas, does questionable things with Eddie's personnel file, impulsively gets a tattoo, realizes he's in love, and discovers that Eddie does, in fact, match his freak.

Read here on AO3!

Lived to 97 years old, invented the Jello Shot, Wrote some of the best satire I’ve ever heard.

“If after hearing my songs just one human being is inspired to say something nasty to a friend or perhaps to strike a loved one it will all have been worth the while.” - Tom Lehrer

and he is going to explain to craig, he is, but the next time they bump into each other is right after him and buck have had an argument, like they keep having since buck moved into his new place, and it's nice to be able to vent to someone who doesn't know buck but who has the right... well, no, the wrong idea about what place buck occupies in eddie's life. but it's nice to be able to vent without having to explain. so eddie doesn't explain. and he keeps not explaining, while craig gets the impression that eddie and buck are going through a really rough patch since buck's dad died but eddie wants to make it work while buck keeps pulling away.

OBVIOUSLY they're grabbing coffee one day when buck happens to walk into the same coffee shop. EDDIE! HEY! and... uh who's this?

eddie, kill bill sirens blaring: this is craig. my... friend. from the gym.

buck: oh that's cool... you've never mentioned him before....

craig, desperately: you must be buck!! I've heard so much about you! don't worry, I'm a married man, not that you would have anything to worry about anyway. eddie's so committed

buck: he is?

Ravi: Ooh, first names. What did he do?

Chim: I said I was sorry! Eddie, back me up here.

Eddie: You're also dead to me.

Bobby: Alright, enough, what's going on?

Hen: Dumb dumb over here accidentally killed Buck's pet spider.

Chim: Who has a pet spider?!

Eddie: It was a jumping spider.

Chim: I thought you would be on my side, Diaz.

Eddie: We've bonded. She waved at me.

Buck: First of all, her name was Webula. Second, she was just trying to say hi to you before you murdered her. She JUST moved into her condo. You orphaned her babies.

Ravi: Why is Eddie angry, though?

But for Gollum biting it off with his finger, it wouldn't have been destroyed.

So Frodo's journey saved the world nonetheless.

And it broke him.

It was too much for him to bear. He could no longer live in the Shire or live in Middle-Earth. He wasn't of the world anymore. He had to go to the Undying Lands.

He took on the task that no one else would. He saved the world. Everyone got a happy ending. Aragorn became King, Sam rebuilt the Shire, Merry and Pippin became heroes. They all lived in renown.

But Frodo had the hardest task of all. No one else would do it. A simple hobbit who came by the Ring by chance. Not a King, not an immortal. Not a wizard. No power save his will and his friends. And he did it and saved everyone.

And he never got to rest. He never got to remain in peace. The task destroyed him. It was too much.

But there was no other way. Nobody but a simple hobbit could bear the ring all the way to Mount Doom and resist its power so long. Not a man, not an elf, not a wizard; they would have succumbed. Gandalf knew this, which was why he chose the hobbits in all his designs.

It's amazing that one of the precedent setting works in the fantasy genre holds up so well because it subverts what ultimately became the genre's core tropes. The hero was not the King, or a chosen one. In fact, the hero not being the King was a key point that allowed Aragorn to distract Sauron and allow the task in the first place. The hero was someone unassuming but courageous, who did the thing because no one else would, even though it was just by chance he came upon it.

But Frodo couldn't resist the Ring completely. He wasn't superior to anyone else in that way. And in the end it left him broken. The burden crushed him. No one else could do it, and in the end, he couldn't either. He wasn't so special that he was invulnerable.

Something that I've been thinking about, as I struggle with depression and anxiety and *another vague gesture at everything* is that LOTR does not criticize Frodo for being broken. It does not shame him or deny him what he needs.

The task was too much and it broke him and that's okay. His friends nonetheless take care of him and let him go with understanding. The book doesn't treat it as a bad thing.

This seems to be a theme throughout the books. The characters rest and heal. They spend time recovering in Rivendell, Fangorn, Lorien, Ithilien. It's treated as good and necessary. They don't heroically endure endless torment from the second they set out until they're done.

And in Gondor's march from Minas Tirith to Mordor, Aragorn recognizes that some of the very few men he's taking with him don't have the heart to go to battle against the Enemy. And he says that's okay. He gives them other tasks the they can do. They hold other strategic points. They aren't shamed for not going all the way, or kicked out, or told that they aren't manly or whatever. Their limitations are recognized and respected. The task was too big and it was okay that they couldn't do it.

I don't know man. I've held on through some absolutely crazy shit. White knuckled through mental health crises when my doctors were begging me to take a break, to go to the hospital before I hurt myself. My therapist has tried to slow me down and tell me that I've been going through it and it's understandable that I am feeling some kind of way. Even one of my colleagues remarked that I've had an absolutely fucking wild career and that I've seen more as a lawyer of seven years than she has as a lawyer of forty. But I've gotten it into my head that I have to be strong, I have to be independent.

Fuck me, man, I'm currently white knuckling through life and hanging on by a fucking thread. A few weeks ago I was about an hour away from checking myself in to a mental health facility until my best friends swooped in to help me. And then I went right back to work.

And then I read this book. This fucking brilliant and beautiful book written by a man who had seen the horrors of war and spilled it all over the page. And I read it for the first time as an adult with full understanding and experience of what it all means. And it hits me like a fucking truck.

And it says that you can't endure everything. That at some point you need to rest and heal. That if you take on too much you will break. And that all of that is okay.

“Oh, it’s so nice to have the whole family together again,” Helena says over dinner the day they arrive. Eddie’s sisters are here, with Adriana’s fiancé and Sophia’s husband and three-year-old along for the ride. “Buck’s not here,” Christopher says without looking up from the tomato he’s chasing around his plate with his fork. It keeps slipping away.

it's done!!! it's done oh my god. six weeks and 45k words later, the impulse project is done. i love this fic so much and i hope you will all love the conclusion too!!

featuring: earthquakes, in-laws, LOVE CONFESSIONS(!!!), and a baby whose name is not Robert Nash Han.

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Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz

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make way for Buckling

By Elgney

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Eddie has no idea how to cope when a temporary case of amnesia causes the return of Buck 1.0. Buck has no clue why his future self hasn't made the moves on his hot best friend. It all goes pretty well, considering.

but they want to take it slow, they don’t wanna jump into having sex, so they also kind of don‘t know how to go on from here because… they live together and they just had their first date

so eddie just grabs two beers from the fridge, sits down on the couch next to buck and proceeds to tell his best friend buck about this amazing date he was on and how he thinks that this was his last first date ever, and that he wants to marry the man he was on a date with because this is it for him

and buck tells his best friend eddie that that’s funny because he also was just on a date with this amazing man and he also thinks this was the man he‘s gonna spend the rest of his life with