like my life needs saving

“eddie sniffs buck’s laundry” sounds sooo incredible 🫶

omg HI hehe god i am SO excited about my idea for that one!! it started bc basically one day i said to my bestie hey i think evan buckley would be like. superridiculouslycrazy into the way eddie diaz smells literally. always. like my man would wanna faceplant riiiight into that armpit every single day and drink it Direct From The Source dslkjfds. and me and bestie went okay but eddie would also be just as feral about buck and the way he smells too — he's just maybe a little more reserved about it at first. like he holds those cards close to his chest before he finally lets buck see them.

and BASICALLY i went okay but what about the first time he DOES let buck see those cards — what if it is a total accident. what if eddie is just doing laundry one day, and, y'know, buck's always over so his dirty clothes end up mixed up with the diazes so often that it's totally normal to find it in the basket. and i'm thinking maybe eddie is doing this after having just woken up from a post shift nap (buck is either still snoozing away on the couch or they're at that fun stage where they platonically share the bed when they nap (bc u know. they are, crucially, still just friends here) so buck's chilling in eddie's bed still) but either way!! eddie is doing laundry, and he is loading the washer when he comes across the shirt buck wore in the gym earlier, and eddie catches a whiff of it bc like. it's ripe. buck literally was sweating in it mere hours ago. it's probably even a little sweatdamp still. and so eddie catches that smell and he just. takes a deeper sniff. and then he glances over his shoulder and the hallway is clear and when he strains his ears he does still hear buck's snoring. so he just. lifts the shirt. right up to his face and he— buries his nose into it. takes a biiiig 'ol inhale. pops the world's most immediate boner ever skfljgs.

and he's like. so caught up in it that he doesn't even register that the faint snoring sound has stopped, nor does he hear the soft pad of buck's feet down the hall, and he's so not paying attention so he doesn't even realize buck is there until buck's voice is ringing out, "i told you that new fabric softener smelled good." and eddie nearly jumps out of his goddamn skin. he yanks that shirt away from his face and valiantly fights the blush that's 100% already covering like his whole entire body at this point.

and like it's just impossible for buck not to catch the expression on eddie's face that 100% gives him away that he was very much not sniffing clean nice smelling laundry. no one makes that kind of panicked face over clean laundry. and buck clues in reaaaal quick. and suddenly he's standing there in that doorway, leaning against the jamb with his arms crossed and theeeee most shiteating grin curling onto his mouth.

and he goes [what are you looking at eddie voice]: "hang on, isn't that the shirt i wore to the gym earlier?" and eddie looks down at it and then back at buck and he— fucking lies. terribly. he's just like "uh, no." and the spirit of ostark's fuckass eyebrow possesses buck in this moment, the way he quirks it so knowingly. and he's just like "it is, eddie."

and eddie— he knows he's been caught. there really isn't any use trying to lie. but oh boy does he stick with this denial anyways lmao and he's just like "um what no definitely not. pft. you have like. two very similar looking shirts. you gotta expand your fashion horizons buck! hah." and then needing to Make His Escape he's like "in fact this is sooo clean i should go put it away. right now. so i'm just gonna—" and then he tries to skirt around buck to go like shove this shirt in the deep dark depths of his closet until this blows over and buck forgets lol.

only buck is obviously blocking the only escape route and he's so broad. eddie can't squeeze past him. and then buck tries to grab the shirt from him and eddie straight up drops to the floor and tries to like. army crawl through buck's legs lmfao bc he's standing wide to block up as much of the doorway as he can. and it's. really it's a dumb move lmao, because all buck has to do is like squeeze his legs together and bam. eddie is. trapped. and that's exactly what buck does. until eddie reaches up and tickles behind his knee because he knows buck's most ticklish spots. and he wriggles the rest of the way out. and then it turns into a game, eddie running and buck chasing him, like fucking children, until buck like football tackles eddie right there in the living room.

and then there buck is, in all his glory, sitting right on top of eddie, holding him down with his weight and also pinning his arms with his hands— which is a trip and a half. and also it. puts his armpit like. right in eddie's line of view and jesus christ eddie's going to pass out actually. he's doing literally everything in his power not to pop a boner (well. not to pop a more noticeable boner bc lets be real. he's already halfway there sdlkfds). because good god that would be embarrassing if buck noticed!!

but of course buck does, except there is literally nothing for eddie to be embarrassed by because if he wasn't so caught up in his head about it all he would've noticed that he's not the only one.

blah blah blah yadda yadda yadda all of that to say that is some wiiiicked foreplay to them fucking nasty, probably right there on eddie's living room floor, yay 🫶🫶

ADLKFSD ANYWAYS. this got away from me and i basically just. dumped what i have in my google doc into this ask rn lmfaooo but it IS something i'm hoping to write soon!!!

hey Wilde, what about 11 or 12 for buddieshannon?

I chose 11, and wrote a straight-up PWP about it. Hopefully that's okay! The porniest stuff is on ao3. * Shannon wakes to a soft kiss on her cheek, Buck stroking her hair back behind her ear. She opens her eyes, and that’s her first sight of the day: Buck freshly showered and pink with heat, the bedside lamp doing wonderful things to his jawline. It’s dark out, but that’s still a great way to wake up. “Morning,” he murmurs, smiling tentatively, like he’s still not sure he’s allowed to have this, even after all the work Eddie and Shannon have done trying to convince him they’re in it for the long haul. 

“C’mere,” she mumbles, and tugs him in closer, pulling him back down to the warmth of the bed. Eddie makes a little grumble of protest against her back, still mostly asleep. He’s a sleep-clinger, his arm tucked firmly over her waist. Buck’s the only one of them who’s a genuine morning person, although Eddie can go without sleep for obscenely long stretches when he feels like he has to. It’s a point of pride to her that Eddie likes to sleep in, these days. She nestles up against Buck. He’s naked after his shower, still a little dewy. Mm. Buck kisses the dead center of her chin, because he’s extremely cute and also a huge dork. “Early,” she complains, and she gets to feel him laugh against her neck. His hand slips down to her chest, lazily cups one of her tits. “Too early?” Shannon considers. Chris is definitely still asleep (good.) They have a couple hours before Shannon has to go to work (good.) Morning sex always perks her up (good, considering they’re taking Chris to a tournament in Van Nuys after school.) While she considers, Buck lightly toys with her nipple, sending little mellow sparks of arousal down her spine. “Cheater,” she sighs, and he ducks another grin into her neck. “Okay,” she decides, and pats his arm until he sits up. “Toothpaste.” 

Buck lets her up, and Eddie makes a louder grumble as she works herself loose. She’s adamant about the no kissing before toothpaste thing, although Buck and Eddie don’t care. So she pees, brushes her teeth, and brings the bottle of mouthwash back into bed with her. Sure enough, when she gets back, Buck is lying on top of Eddie, Eddie’s arms looped over his neck, and he’s passionately licking the sleep gunk right out of Eddie’s mouth. Shannon takes a second to admire the muscles working in Buck’s back, then swings back into bed with a little bounce. read the rest on ao3