#lyricfulloflight

hi Lryic! I always have time - it might just take me a little bit. And thank you so much!! Reminder that if anyone wants to read the full collection (of over 100K words of drabbles...) you can find it HERE ON AO3 :)

Meet me on the roof in ten minutes. Buck pockets his phone as he checks the time, also reading the message one last time from Eddie that he’d received nine minutes ago. He has no idea what’s going on. Eddie has been absent for the last couple of hours, despite them all being on shift and at the station with no calls. Any time he asked someone, he got a different excuse too. Taking the garbage out. Cap sent him on an errand. Napping. Working out. Yet Buck has not seen Eddie. This message is the closest he’s gotten. Climbing the stairs to the roof, Buck pushes the door open. The cool, night air settles across his skin, but it’s nice after the warm interior of the station. “Eddie?” Buck calls out quietly. He rounds the corner and comes to a sudden stop. Well. He found Eddie. Who is standing in front of a pile of blankets, fake candles flickering in the darkness around it and illuminating the space. There’s an actual basket sitting to the side too, along with some glasses and a bottle of something in a small bucket of ice. “Wh-what is this?” Buck asks, eyes lifting back up to Eddie. “Just because we’re working doesn’t mean we can’t celebrate our anniversary.” Eddie replies with a smile, holding his hand out. Buck moves closer, sliding his hand into Eddie’s. “Happy one year, baby.” “One year.” Buck echoes before they’re kissing. “Wow.” “I mean, it’s more like eight but one year of us being together.” Eddie chuckles, thumb grazing the back of Buck’s hand. “I wanted to do something special for you.” “I love it.” Buck tells him, voice wobbly and tears in his eyes. “I love you.” “Enough to say yes?” “Yes?” Buck repeats, gasping as Eddie lowers down onto one knee, still holding Buck’s hand. “Oh my god, Eddie…” “I love you, Evan Buckley. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Marry me?” “Fuck yes.” Buck drops to his knees and throws his arms around Eddie, “Absolutely yes!” They kiss, both with tears on their cheeks, but happiness filling their hearts. “Okay, okay,” Eddie pulls back, chuckling when Buck tries to chase him, “Hold on, Buck, I want to put your ring on!” “Oh,” Buck falls back onto his heels, “I get a ring?” “Of course you do, baby.” Eddie leans over, pulling a small box from under a fold in the blanket. He flips it open, revealing two rings. “We’re still at work, so you’ll have to wear the silicone one…but when we get home, you can switch to the metal one.” Buck can’t stop crying. “I love them.” He holds his left hand out, using his right hand to steady it when he realizes it’s shaking. Eddie selects the silicone ring from the box and slides it down Buck’s finger, lifting the hand to kiss it once it’s in place. “I love you.” “I love you too.” Eddie pulls Buck back in for a kiss, “Cap gave us an hour. And then he demands we celebrate with them.” “Wouldn’t have it any other way.”

I could be convinced to post photo propaganda, especially if things collapse tomorrow

1. Buck Actually

2. Buck Begins

3. Brawl in Cell Block 9-1-1

4. Lightning Strike Arc

5. Full Moon (Creepy AF)

“What is that even supposed to be?”

“What is that even supposed to be?”

Ellen looks down at the forms on the table, then back up into June's scowling face. “It's the paperwork,” she says slowly, wondering how this can possibly be a shock, “to officially put myself forward as a Presidential candidate.”

Alex whoops, drumming his hands on the table in a celebratory beat, but Ellen only has eyes for her daughter, who has folded her arms across her chest. “Sugar, talk to me.”

“What's the point?” June scoffs.

So sorry for the late reply! Thank you however for the ask <3

This is an B because I am a huge romantic sap and think these stories can be so sweet. I will read one, love it and then want to read the exact same thing again :D I adore the many ways stories portray the soulmate trope with for instance marks, imprints or emotional bonding and I never grow tired of it.

Here is a few recs that I have but I am sure there are more!

Society's Anxiety by phalangine [M]

soul of my soul by ikeracity [T]

Sweet, thanks!

4. Link your three favorite fics right now.

AW HELL. That's so hard! I don't wanna play favorites! So I'm just gonna go with three fics I read recently that I really enjoyed:

life is not the things that we do (it's who we're doing them with) by @knoepfchen - TOG - modern!AU Joe/Nicky, finding love while getting stuck together in pandemic lockdown, very sweet and soft

Deep in the Tree, All the Locks Click Open by Tam_Cranver - TOG - Andy/Nile/Quynh fusion AU of fantasy and awesomeness that combines elements of Ladyhawke and Jane Eyre and JUST GO READ IT OKAY, IT IS GREAT (the boys are all there too, being awesome, but the focus is on the ladies as it should be)

Ten Degrees Below Zero by @kianspo - Star Trek AOS - Kirk/Spock AU where everyone's still Starfleet but the circumstances are somewhat different (it's inspired by "The Vor Game", as a bonus for Vorkosigan fans), and it's a goddamn delight to find new excellent Trek fic, because this is a fandom I rarely write but have read quite a lot in and it makes me so happy.

37. Give an update on your current WIP - if you don’t have one, give a sneak peek to a title or idea that you have and would like to write.

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans? I drink out of mugs most often, but I dearly love the elegance of teacups and wine glasses. I have exactly one pretty wine glass that I drink apple juice or sparkling grape out of when I’m feeling fancy.

28. five songs to describe you?

This was surprisingly difficult, because I tend toward very dramatic, dark, emotional music and I’m not actually a dark-and-dramatic person at all.

1. We’re Not Alone (Broken Iris) - Dark and dramatic, yes, but a hopeful song about finding meaning in loving other people.

2. I Could Not Ask For More (Sara Evans) -- This sort of includes both being content with what I have, which I mostly am, and also some hopes for what my future might still hold.

3. Bleed It Out (Linkin Park) -- “digging deeper just to throw it away” -- This is definitely what writing feels like sometimes.

4. A Nightingale’s Lullaby (Julie Last) -- “I may be older but I am not wise/I’m still a child in this grown-up disguise”

5. Drumming Song (Florence + the Machine) -- Something about this one sort of describes the appeal I find in the dark and dramatic music I listen to, so, that’s part of my personality too.

by @lyricfulloflight

Author’s Summary: Erik's life is spiralling out of control: he's lost his wife, his children have been kick out of pre-school (did you know children could be expelled from pre-school?!), and he can't keep a Nanny longer than a week.

He's hoping one last ditch effort to find a new nanny will finally be successful, but so far the day has been another disaster. Until one Charles Xavier walks in.

A prequel to Ever Found Exactly What You Wanted (With Someone You Can't Have it With?) AKA Nanny Fic

I was gifted this fic for Remix Madness 2020.

Why you should read it?

It’s adorable. Utterly adorable 😍. It’ll pull on your heart-strings but also give you hope for Erik and his poor kiddos.

I declare that it is THE prequel to my fic. Not a remix. I feel like @lyricfulloflight somehow snuck into my brain and wrote it perfectly. *chefs kiss*