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imagining chris also being a hangry lil guy and eddie one day looking at him sulking and him and buck trying to coax him into eating something and afterwards going 'man that was like pulling teeth, i don't know where he gets that' with zero irony and buck just stares at him incredulously for like a full minute.
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date auction au and "what makes this fic grow? What do you need to make it grow?"
so this one started off as spec fic back in january, when i wrote a shitton of it, and then got stymied in production hell when canon officially jossed it, so now i'm in limbo with a lot of usable parts... but others that i'm just kinda like. hmm. do I want to rework some bits so it's a little more clearly grounded in what actually happened to define the AU of it all, versus the "going in blind" spec approach I started with? like for example, i definitely have Eddie's moments of "wow i sure don't wanna date randoms" in there from "Secrets" (which dropped around the time I started this) but Buck's emotional beats are pretty localized to "oh I'm being weird about Eddie...... and I can't stop myself" which. like. clearly we all have an appetite for! But I feel like I need to add some more meat on the bone to really make it hit. Do I mine some of the canon I've thus far discarded for that, or do I just make it up?
Short answer: I dunno! it's been a few months since I really dove into this fic and tried to work out the kinks, so I think I just need to attack it with fresh eyes again and play with the pieces. I know I really love what I have - like, let's be real, Buck and Eddie going on a "platonic" romantic Valentines Day date is the bread and butter type situation that makes this ship so fun to write, and I really do like the way they can just... feed off each other when that happens! So I do think that once I just pick a direction I'll be able to knock it out, I just need to sit with it long enough to make a real decision. (or else someone can just lock me in a basement and force me to write til it's done? i'll try whatever at this point.)
full moon fic and "🌾 - what makes this fic grow? What do you need to make it grow?"
lol Dee I literally threw this one in for you <3 honestly i suspect that, to make this fic grow, i might have to rework it from the ground up somehow? The original core premise was that, okay, lean into the goofy prankster side of buddie a little - buck is being lowkey ridiculous about the full moon to press eddie's buttons, so eddie decides to fuck with him back a little, but then it gets a little out of hand because, whoops! actually kissing buck was not actually in his gameplan! but backing out of the bit is... harder than expected? oh no it's escalating and getting more serious and wow eddie really wants this! but also it's all from buck's POV so... does buck know what's happening in eddie's head? no. and like, buck's not dumb. but also he is sorta superstitious and, more importantly, a little afraid of relinquishing the waning emotional defenses that are propped up by his denial, so that's how it ends up going on and on...
but the trouble i'm having with the "okay 5 times... but only on full moons"... is that that quickly becomes a storyline that now stretches over 5 months, which makes me start wondering. hmm. at what point does this just strain credulity, or else just become really mean-spirited on at least one if not both sides? i love crack treated seriously, but i also struggle with miscommunication persisting past the point of good sense or meaningful reason. like, buck and eddie are grown adults who ARE willing to have an argument over some shit, especially with each other, to clear the air. idk that they could intentionally fuck around with each other like that (pun intended, because it would absolutely wind up with them fucking) for that long in a way that i could write in a way that felt convincing to ME, let alone anyone else. SO.
do i need to abandon the 5 times format? do i need to re-calibrate the premise? i like the core, inciting idea, but maybe it's the timeline i have to adjust and just have it all play out in the span of one full moon to the next? do i sacrifice the limited Buck POV and make it dual? I dunno!!! i'm going in circles, which means I am making no progress despite my deep affection for the wip idea. (But I do welcome input!!!)
listen, sooooooo i've not been doing much writing this week because work has gone kind of nuts. i'm pretty much getting home and shutting off my brain until i have to go back to work again bUT i've been tagged by a bunch of people this week so even though i don't have any writing juice to write anything for any of my thousand WIPs i did a lil free write exercise then tidied it up into a little something something
tagged by @diazboys @eddiesstabwound @circledwithaheart @sunflowerbuckleys over the last week, consider this a tag back 😉
Buck was hogging the firehouse couch.
It was cheeky really, they didn’t have much comfortable relaxing space in the firehouse loft, just the three recliners and the sofa, so usually he wouldn’t monopolise it like this, but right now everyone else was either holed up in the bunk room or busy showering so he was trying not to think about it too hard. He’d move if anyone came up.
The last call had been long and tiring and difficult in all the wrong ways, and now Buck’s mind was running too fast to sleep. If he went into the bunkroom he would inevitably annoy Hen into banishing him away again anyway, so he was doing the rest of the team a kindness and letting his brain wind down before bedding down for the night.
He was typing his disordered thoughts out into his Notes in an effort to calm down when a familiar hand batted his arm out of the way, long fingers and calluses on every edge, followed by the heavy weight of a body laying down on top of him and curling into him.
“Uh, Eddie?”
Eddie huffed, eyes closed already. “You didn’t come to bed,” was murmured into his shoulder. “It wasn’t your fault.”
Buck heart clenched. He’d carried a little girl no older than six out of the apartment building. She’d succumbed to smoke inhalation before the ambulance could set off. They couldn't bring her back.
“No, I– I know,” Buck replied. “I just– I’m not ready to sleep yet. Need to think it through, I guess.”
Eddie hummed, and the vibration warmed Buck’s chest. He shuffled slightly so that Eddie was cradled on top of him.
“Okay. You can carry on, I’ll just… be here a minute,” Eddie said as he slid his leg between Buck’s for stability and buried his face into Buck’s neck. Barely ten seconds later his breathing evened out as he drifted off to sleep.
Buck gently hooked his arms around Eddie’s sleeping body and carried on typing, warm and a hell of a lot more settled than he had been before Eddie arrived.
An hour later, Henrietta Wilson shook awake from a nightmare, desperate for company and a glass of water. Heading through the common area, she was greeted with the sight of Buck snoring lightly into Eddie’s hair, cuddled into each other, dead asleep, and completely and entirely hogging the couch.
She grabbed a drink and padded quietly up to the roof space, settling in on the deck chair next to Chim. He clinked his glass on hers. She looked up at the star-less Los Angeles sky, considering.
“D’you think they know?”
Chim scoffed, “No. I think one of them might actually have to die for them to figure it out.”
“You would think that.”
Chimney laughed, “Hey,” he shrugged, cheery grin across his face, “It worked with you and Karen.”
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i got this same request from the lovely @zambonirider too!
so full moon fic came from the thought of, man, i love the supernatural hijinks episodes and it's such a shame that eddie was not there for the very first one because jinxes and curses are all one-offs but a full moon? that comes every month. plague that man with superstitious nonsense! what it has evolved into is a loose concept of a 5x fic where buck won't let up with the full moon nonsense one night, and then suddenly, eddie starts acting strangely... starting with kissing him. and then again. but only on full moons. it escalates from there. >:)
that said it's kind of stalled and is only roughly sketched out at this point, mostly bc I can't figure out the emotional throughline (especially from Eddie's side) so I think I have to tweak my approach somehow.
Eddie Diaz immediately sending his sweet angelic perfect baby child to therapy when christopher is struggling and then turning to fucking street fighting when he’s the one struggling is the epitome of eddie’s character
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