Night's The Only Time Of Day

T || 5.2k || ao3

“That is tight.”

“Uh, I think the kids are saying sick now,” Buck jabs, looking down at himself, and decidedly not mourning Eddie’s touch once he lets go of his arm.

“Do I even wanna know who the president was when you got that thing? It’s gonna split in half,” Eddie comments—eyes remaining on his arms, wandering from one to the next, and then back. Almost as if he’s… admiring the way the leather emphasizes Buck’s size. In his dreams, he supposes.

“Oh, that's not fair—don't insult my costume, you barely even had to dress up!”

“The hell does that mean? Excuse me, your kid wanted us to be Zuko and Kenickie, and I’m delivering. This jacket—” he pops the collar for emphasis. “—was not cheap.”

1. canonically female (no variation)

2. canonically the protagonist of her story (if it’s an ensemble cast you have to say you can legitimately see her as The main character)

3. your personal #1 favorite character in that story (ties are acceptable)

except rocky, who has watched and read every single piece of media grace has with him on the hail mary over the four year trip to erid, decides to start naming stuff when they get back

and the other eridians are like ???? "he was lost in space for 50 years, let him do it, it makes him happy"

@projectbway  event 02 : adaptions   —  Tuck Everlasting