I was tagged by @oatflatwhite to share my favourite first film watches of June :) Thank u queen!! 🍸💕
The new Wes Anderson in a cinema, Shakespeare (naturally), & a Disney film that touched me more than I expected it to. Every other film I watched was at least partly a rewatch 🏀🍊🌕
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okay okay everything you said in your response but also:
"we're getting through this" "says the gambler" "well, if i'm gonna bet on anything, i'm gonna bet on us, buck"
like???? hello???? the fondness in gale's tone—even as the whole situation is stirring up old bitter memories, even as he's sitting there faced with the inescapable fact that his closest friend has his father's vices—absolutely kills me. and bucky, unwavering, because of course he's going to bet on the two of them. how could he not? he relents when buck confesses what his dad was (is?) like and that seems to be the end of it, but god, god, then buck comes in with a fucking steel chair: "we lead our boys through it." as if, betting man or not, he's all in. as if he doesn't have a single goddamn doubt about it. two b-17s left? it'll be john and gale.
and of course, this echoes throughout the rest of the show: in africa after the regensburg-schweinfurt mission, in the stalag, in the fucking train car—
HI hello i had to send a message after reading the power unbound in basically one sitting today oops. I love love LOVE the world and characters you created so much and thank you sm for sharing them with the world!!!! I will carry these books with me forever, they are so dear in my heart 💕💕
one sitting!! I'm so impressed & not a little envious, I can't recall the last book I had the energy and investment to read in one sitting.
(yes I can, it was alix harrow's starling house and that was a year before it came out, so: it's BEEN A WHILE)
A/N: My gift for Liz @oatflatwhite for the 911 Holiday Gift Exchange organized by @paranoidbean I hope you enjoy it <3
[Read on ao3]
Summary: Buck sighed and closed his eyes shut when he saw the thermometer he was holding read 102°F.
His head felt like it was about to explode and he tried to stay still under the stack of blankets Buck had on top of him, trying to think what would he do. The sensible thing would be to call Bobby and say he is sick, but.
But.
Chim was finally back home with Maddie and Jee and still on leave and Eddie was going to spend his free day with Chris after the kid insisted that they buy new ornaments for Christmas since it had to be perfect.
He couldn't call in sick for that shift, so he reluctantly got up and got started with his day, with the memories of some important moments in his relationship with Eddie helping him to get through it.
Or
Buck is sick, but goes to work anyway and insists he is okay. Hen thinks she needs to call in some reinforcements.
Things weren't supposed to go like this.
That was Buck's first thought when the thermometer he was holding read 102°F.
He sighed, feeling his skin burn from the inside with cold shivers traveling through his spine. His nose was stuffy and his head felt like it was about to explode.
He had a cold. A very bad one for the record.
But he couldn't skip that day's shift, Chimney was on leave with Maddie and Jee-Yun at home and Eddie had a free day he would spend with their son, with Buck covering up his shift.
Yup, their son. Buck was also surprised when Eddie said the words. Maybe because they were still friends when he had said it.
It was a warm sunny day in July, and the Buckley-Diaz were going to spend it at the beach. Eddie had thought it would be a good thing to do it together since it would be the first time they approached a natural water source since the tsunami. But they were not going to Santa Monica Bay. At least not yet. They were going to a friendly nearby lake.
A controlled situation.
Buck was kind of freaking out until Eddie placed a hand on his shoulder and looked at him deep in the eyes.
"Hey, it's okay if you don't want to go." Eddie had assured.
Buck had tried to look away, feeling guilty but Eddie brought his hand to his chin, making Buck look at him.
"Don't be ashamed, there is nothing to be ashamed of. We can just go to the local fair, have some cotton candy, I am sure he will understand."
"I would never make you do something that would make you or our son uncomfortable, Buck," Eddie explained, and Buck looked at him with surprise.
"Yeah, our son." Eddie had said in a breath. "So, get up and look for your wallet, our son wants some new books and stuffed animals, but do not spoil him too much, please."
"I will do my best." Buck had answered, feeling better about canceling their trip. No, not canceling, just postponing it.
He missed Eddie's warmth instantly.
Buck came back to the present and smiled, the headache was back to a soft pain.
He got up from his bed slowly, trying not to make sudden moves that would send waves of pain through his skull, and then walked to his bathroom. There he took two pills for the pain, rubbed some menthol onto his chest, and then walked downstairs, his footsteps echoing through the place.
His apartment was empty, with all his stuff in boxes near the exit ready to go to Eddie's place. His new home.
They both had been taking small steps since they got together three months before. In the weeks prior to getting together though, there was this flirtatious thing they had between them that made their friends groan and roll their eyes.
Buck looked at the balcony, his head aching with the light entering his eyes. He closed them and a soothing and another distracting memory played on his mind.
Their first kiss had happened there, both kinda drunk and alone on Buck's balcony, slow dancing as the sun set on the horizon, the lighting making Eddie look a thousand times more handsome, in his unbiased opinion.
Buck's hands were on Eddie's shoulders and Eddie's were on his hips, so close that they talked in whispers. They were practicing their dance steps for Maddie and Chim's upcoming wedding –Read: Eddie was teaching Buck how to dance– and "I can't help falling in love" was playing in the background softly.
When the chorus hit, Buck instinctively placed his hand on Eddie's cheek and kissed him softly. Eddie was taken aback for just a second before responding by kissing him back and bringing their bodies impossibly closer.
After their kiss they both stayed in their places, limbs mixed in a hug, Eddie's head on Buck's shoulder, pecking little kisses to his neck as the song ended.
Buck sang along. "But I... can't... help falling in love... with... you."
They had looked at each other in the eyes and both giggled.
Buck's body felt positively warm with the memory and he continued making his way to his kitchen.
Feeling much better, he drank a glass of orange juice and ate one toast before getting dressed and leaving his place.
He stopped by the chemist's to buy some meds on his way to the firehouse and another memory passed through his mind.
One month into their relationship they still hadn't told anyone, except for Chris, about them. Eddie wasn't the type to have regular colds, but when they hit him, they hit him hard.
This time he couldn't even get out of bed and Buck was pretty worried for his boyfriend.
He drove to the same pharmacy to get some meds and menthol for him, and he also remembered calling Abuela to ask her about her chicken broth recipe.
It was when he was cuddling with Eddie on the couch, after days of not sleeping because he had to make sure Eddie was fine when the team decided to drop by Eddie's place.
At least they didn't find them in a more compromising position.
Both were asleep sitting on the couch, their hands entwined on Eddie's lap, with the sick man covered in a thick blanket and his head on Buck's shoulder. Their family didn't want to wake them, but Ravi entered the house and stumbled with a shoe, dropping some of the groceries they had bought Eddie.
The team was really comprehensive and happy and after Chimney made every person pay him for a bet they had, they left them alone and with enough soup and decongestant tea for three years.
Actually, we froze some of that soup and would make a great dinner, Buck thought as he sniffed, coming back to the present.
He bought some tissues and the meds, took one, and quickly got on his way again.
Even though he tried to take some shortcuts, he arrived late for his shift. At least the throbbing sensation on his head had ceased
"Hey Buckaroo!" Hen greeted him with a smile when he arrived. Her smile dropped when she took a better look at him. "How are you doing? You don't look very well."
"Nah, I'm fine." Buck shrugged it off, his voice coming out weird because of his stuffed nose. "'s just a seasonal cold."
"...Sure." Hen squinted her eyes but didn't press more as she walked away to let him change into his uniform.
Buck knew she would keep an eye on him for the rest of the day. He groaned.
Deep down he knew it was because she was worried, and his history gave her a reason. Buck was capable of turning a simple cold into a full pneumonia that could somehow make him not available for the job. Buck shuddered with the thought (or maybe because he felt he was colder than Hershey on a snowy day) and made his way to the locker room. If someone noticed he had his thickest hoodie on a decently warm day for December, nobody said anything.
The day went normal, a few calls here and there but nothing too big, to Buck's relief because he was already sore and tired 4 hours into a 12-hour shift. Fortunately, lunchtime was approaching. Buck was more than ready for some homemade food.
But first.
"Buck, come and help me restock the ambulance!" Hen's voice sounded from the bay.
Buck groaned as he got up from his bunk bed, wincing when the bright light hit his eyes. He could feel the headache making its way back to his temple and he tried massaging it to ease the pain.
When he reached the ambulance another memory hit his mind.
The first call where Buck willingly went with Eddie. (So the new guy wouldn't get all the fun, or so he had said)
"Besides, you wanted us to bond. He had told Bobby as an excuse to be alone in a call with their new recruit. "We might end up real close."
And wasn't that the truth?
Oh boy, he had really fallen for Eddie Diaz that night.
Of course, he had mixed the boy-crush feeling with the emotion of pulling out a live grenade off that man's leg.
"You're a badass under pressure brother." Eddie had stated with a smile after their job was done. Buck's heart had skipped a beat.
"M-Me?"
"Hell yeah, you can have my back any day."
Buck smiled, "Yeah. Or you know you could- you could have mine."
"Deal."
They had repeated those same words some weeks before after Eddie proposed him to move in with him and Chris.
They talked it out, first the why and then the how were they going to do it and then-
"Well Buckley, it seems like you're going to be trapped with us in this house." Eddie had said with a smile, his dimples showing more than ever.
"Oh, what a shame!" Buck had said, dramatically putting his hand on his forehead.
They had laughed before Buck offered his hand to his boyfriend. Eddie shook it.
"I still trust you to have my back, Diaz." Buck said with a smile, still holding Eddie's hand.
"It's a good thing you do because I do too." Eddie had laughed.
Buck had smiled and leaned in to kiss Eddie.
Even though moving out of his apartment and into Eddie's house - his home - felt like a leap of faith, he trusted Eddie was there to catch him.
"You can always have my back." Buck chuckled lightly at the memory and continued making his way towards the ambulance.
"Hey, are you sure you are okay, Buck?" Hen asked as soon as she saw him.
"Yeah, yeah. Everything is fine here, mom." Buck rolled his eyes and Hen sighed.
"I'm serious Buck, we don't need another man down because of pneumonia." Hen replied, her eyebrows furrowed with worry. "It's okay if you want to go, just tell Bobby and he will call Ravi or someone else."
"It's okay, Hen, I swear." Buck assured softly and offered a little smile.
Hen looked at him but didn't press. She had to call reinforcements, and she knew there were only two persons Buck would listen to.
They worked in the ambulance keeping a list ambient while chatting about their plans for Christmas and soon enough Bobby called everyone upstairs for lunch.
Once he finished, Buck excused himself to go lay on the bunks for some time and took one more med for the lowering fever and headache.
When he woke up it was getting dark, his eyes were puffy from sleeping and his throat felt drier than the Sahara. He walked upstairs for a glass of water, barely containing the coughs trying to escape his throat.
Once he managed to chug down a whole glass of water he went downstairs to help with the hoses and kept himself entertained for some minutes until he saw a man he knew well walking around.
"Eddie?" Buck asked at the sight of his boyfriend.
"Buck! There you are!" Eddie got closer to him after thanking Hen.
Buck was so screwed.
When Eddie tried to peck him on the lips he stepped back. "No, I- I have a cold." He excused himself before trying to change the topic. "Wh-Where's Chris?"
"With my Abuela." Eddie studied him for a second and raised his hand to Buck's forehead before the other man could do something else. He gasped.
"Cariño, you are burning up," Eddie said, shaking his head.
Of course, Buck would go to work being sick, he just loved being a firefighter that much and he worried about his loved ones when he wasn't there to protect them. But this was something else.
Buck was now leaning on his hand, eyes closed, seeking the cold sensation that soothed his fever.
"Buck?"
"I'm sorry," Buck said without opening his eyes. "I shouldn't have come to work like this, but..."
"But?"
Buck bit his lip and separated from Eddie.
"Bad things already happen when I am here... Like-the shooting, or then Bobby being trapped by the sniper or- or the well incident, the tsunami... but I know things will be fine because I trust in my abilities to help people out."
"And you don't trust ours?" Eddie half-joked.
"No! It- It's not that! I know you are all great firefighters and paramedics but..." He trailed off. "But I wonder... what would happen if I am not here? To- To have your backs. Would worse things happen? I mean we were hanging by thread after the sniper, just Hen, Chim, and I against this city's chaos, and- I just can't go through that again Eds- I-"
He was suddenly taken aback by Eddie's warm body against his, Eddie's arms going around him and his chin settling on the crook of his neck. "Buck, baby we would be okay. And you know why?"
Buck let himself settle on his boyfriend's arms, hiding his burning eyes on Eddie's shoulder. He shook his head.
"Because we are trained firefighters and paramedics, that jump every day into action and save people's lives when they are at their worst. But we also are simple humans, that can go through those low moments, and we will always survive, as I did with the sniper and the well. Like you and Chris did with the tsunami. We will come back to each other, to this family." Eddie let go of Buck and took just his head on his hands, forcing the taller man to look at him in the eyes.
"You are not a bad or good luck charm, baby, these things will happen whether you are there or not, what defines what will happen is the determination to push through the pain and the fear. And we know you will always be there for us and we will always be there for you, whatever happens."
"Thanks." Buck made a small smile and hugged Eddie again. "Can we go home now?"
Eddie chuckled. "Yeah, go get your things, I'll tell Bobby."
They separated and parted ways, the throbbing on Buck's head easing in the slightest. Once he was changed into civilian clothes he looked at himself in the mirror.
His nose was bright red and his lips were dried. Very light eyebags were under his eyes but they stood out on his pale skin. He felt a little less like shit though.
He walked outside the locker room and met Eddie, who was waiting for him, mindlessly scrolling through his phone. He noticed Buck and put his phone on his jeans' back pocket, taking Buck's duffel bag from him.
"Everything's cleared, Bobby will call Ravi again to cover your shifts in the next days, and maybe even Christmas..." He nudged Buck playfully on the shoulder but the other man groaned.
"I don't know what's worse, me being sick on Christmas or Ravi having to work on Christmas day because of me. I know he had plans with his family."
"Hey, stop feeling guilty, it's not your fault that you are sick." Eddie started walking to the parking lot. "And he owes you, remember that time you covered him for his Grandmother's birthday?"
"Yeah, but this is different!" Buck argued as he followed.
"Okay," Eddie stopped right at the exit and looked at Buck. Their height difference was more noticeable. "What if we organize a party here on the 25th? Kinda like what you did in 2019?"
"Hm, yes, I like that idea better." Buck smiled softly and took Eddie's hand as they continued walking. "You owe me a kiss from that year though."
Eddie stopped in his tracks. "What?"
"Yeah, look." Buck took his phone out and poked his tongue out as he started looking for something in it.
"Buck, I really think this is not the mo-"
"Here," Buck said shoving his phone on his face.
On the screen was the picture they took that day at the firehouse. Buck was in the back under the mistletoe and so was Eddie. He smiled and put Buck's phone aside.
Eddie had been buzzing with happiness that day, delighted with his Tía's and Chris' surprise visit.
He almost confessed his love to Buck right then and there too. His heart was warm between the attention Buck gave to Chris and how good he looked in a Christmas hat.
Eddie sighed in the present and leaned in to kiss Buck. His boyfriend stopped him before he could reach his lips though.
"I'm sick, remember?"
"You can't tell me I owe you a kiss and then deny me!" Eddie playfully shoved him and Buck laughed." Jokes on you though, I don't care if you're sick," Eddie said before giving Buck a chaste kiss.
Buck sighed in the kiss, feeling Eddie's smile against his lips. When they finished kissing they stayed touching foreheads.
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I want them to leave this poor boy ALONE when he finally showed mike the painting and then turned toward the window sobbing, incident leaves 10 dead more injured
pia hello it is i here to tell u i just read natasha pulley's first novel the watchmaker of filigree street and though not as emotionally scarring as the kingdoms i am still HIGHLY EMOTIONALLY SCARRED and you should be too xoxo gossip girl
love how you are just bringing me one emotionally scarring book after the other, it’s highly appreciated so yes, i will look into getting this book because is there anything MORE fun than being emotionally scarred by a book?
(also so far two of my friends have told me they’ve added the kingdoms to their tbr and one colleague asked to borrow my copy so you and i should be paid for marketing akhdjs)
