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WIP Wednesday 

I was tagged by @madneyfiles

“Sorry but you don’t get to tell me what to do.”

Bobby already ripped him up a new one when he found out what Buck had done. Eddie didn’t get to do it too. Eddie made a noise of discontent as he stepped into Buck’s office, closing the door behind him with a something a little close to a slam that had Buck tossing off his glasses so he could glare up at Eddie properly. 

A simple thank you would suffice but apparently that wasn’t what he was getting. Not judging by the downward twist of Eddie’s lips and the heat smoldering the anger in his eyes. 

“Oh yeah?” There was a mean edge to the tease in that drawl that made the heat in Buck’s skin flush hot and not in the good way 

Eddie was poking him, prodding for a fight that Buck wasn’t interested in giving him. Not when he would've made the same choice every time. Buck pressed the button on his desk that frosted out the windows and made his office soundproof so that all of Q-Branch didn’t have to hear Eddie and him fighting before he stood up. He rounded his desk and met Eddie toe to toe, ignoring the stutter of his heart against his chest when he caught the purpling bruise on Eddie’s cheekbone. 

“When it comes to your safety and getting you home then I’m going to do everything I can to protect you.” 

Buck had said something along the same lines to Bobby but there was something different that time when it was with Eddie. The words felt raw in his throat, cracked and fractured for anyone to see if they looked closely enough. He knew what he did was impulsive. He knew that he exposed himself in a way that went against protocol. 

But Buck wasn’t about to be bullied for the choice he made because he would do it again in a heartbeat. 

“Just mine?” Eddie asked, his mouth still tight but something softening in his expression that Buck wanted to lean into and never let go. 

The heat against his palm surprised him and Buck didn’t even realize he’d lifted his hand to settle against Eddie’s chest until he felt the low murmuring thump of his heart. A knot twisted in his throat, choking off the rest of his anger and burning away the lingering panic that he he’d been holding in his chest for days now. 

“They…” Buck breathed and tried to blink away the hot pressure building up behind his eyes. No. It was just the adrenaline. The adrenaline and the fumes. He stared down hard at Eddie’s chest where his heart was beating against his palm. “They touched you.”

Eddie’s hand curled around Buck’s wrist. “Lots of people touch me, Buck.” 

The flippancy made the anger sizzle in the back of Buck’s throat and he clawed his hand into a fist, twisting the fabric of Eddie’s henley with his fingers. He shook his head, sniffing again so he could shove back the tears and the worry and everything else he didn’t know how to identify without doing some serious soul searching and he would rather stick a laser in his eye, thanks. 

I'm going to tag @lovebuck @renecdote @homerforsure @mellaithwen @annabethwrites and @bigfootsmom

I read a post about Alex a few months ago that basically said Riordan's portrayal of genderfluid people was problematic because of the way Alex explained being genderfluid to Magnus. I beleive they said it was unnatural and that no one would explain it that way.

I think they may be forgetting that Magnus Chase is for young kids who probably have never heard of the term before. Alex explains genderfluidity in a similar way other characters explain mythology. The characters aren't just explaining the subjects to each other, but also the audience. Who are meant to be children.

Of course you may think that its a rather patronizing way of explaining it to kids, which is fair.

That being said, Riordan definitely made many mistakes in portraying his minority characters accurately/respectfully, and he didn't respond to criticism well, but I don't think this particular criticism is fair. If anything it should be a criticism of his writing style.

Of course this is just my opinion, and I couldn't find the original post so I may have misinterpreted it (apologies if I did, feel free to set me straight💙)

WIP Wednesday

I was tagged by @princessfbi

Buck is hurt, again. But it’s not his fault. 

It’s not like any of the other times he’s been hurt on the job were his fault, but he still feels the need to defend himself. A change from how he’s felt in the past. His therapist would probably be proud of him. 

Loopy off pain meds and slurring all his words, Buck had told anyone who would listen that it wasn’t his fault. He hadn’t been trying to get hurt, he hadn’t even been doing anything reckless. 

Bobby had given Buck a sad smile, gently pushing him back against the hospital bed as he said, “I know, Buck. I know.” 

Other people had been there. Hen and Chimney had been the ones to bring him into the hospital. Buck remembers their tense faces in the back of the ambulance as he tried to keep himself from screaming — the cool drip of morphine in his veins not enough to dull the roaring fire of pain surging through his body. 

In his hospital room, after the fire simmering in Buck’s veins had been doused by heavy pain medications, Hen and Chimney still looked tense, but less so. Fine lines of worry still gathering around the corners of their eyes, pulling the lines of their smiles too tight. But that’s normal any time one of them ends up in the hospital. 

Buck is familiar with all their worried faces and these ones mean he’s hurt, but not dying. 

Between the pain, the drugs, and being whisked away to surgery — Buck can’t remember everyone that saw him in the hospital. It’s all become a blur. He thinks that after Hen and Chimney… Bobby had been there, maybe Athena too. Buck thinks he remembers the smell of Maddie’s shampoo, the feeling of her soft hand holding his much larger one, thumb rubbing over the tape keeping his IV line in the back of his hand. 

Eddie had been there too, in the ambulance, the emergency room… his face had been the last thing Buck saw before going into surgery — feeling his heart beating in his throat as memories of a doctor telling him he might lose his leg choked all the breath from his lungs. And Eddie’s face was the first thing he saw when he woke up, feeling lost and scooped out, his body feeling disconnected due to the anesthesia. 

The soft rumble of Eddie’s voice had kept Buck grounded when he felt like he was spinning out into the stratosphere. His warm, brown eyes kept Buck tied down to earth. Eddie’s hand had been so warm where it curled around Buck’s arm. It had been like he was carrying the heat of the sun in his palm and pressing it into Buck’s skin. Through the haze of pain, drugs, and old buried fear brought back to the surface, the heat of Eddie — alive and whole, it had been the only thing to keep Buck from ripping out all of his lines and leaving the hospital against medical advice. 

Now, discharged from the hospital, still sore and aching, Buck feels bereft and alone. 

Eddie won’t touch him. 

Bundled in too many blankets in the middle of their shared bed, Buck feels more alone than he did lying in the sterile and cramped hospital bed. 

Every time Eddie comes close to him, he treats him like spun glass, like one wrong move and Buck will shatter apart. 

I'm going to tag @lesbianbuck, @honestlydarkprincess, @sainteddie, @lesbiandiaz, @morganofthefairies, and @cowboydiaz (there is no pressure to do this i just tagged y'all cause i luv y'all)

Actually I request more floof, if possible

Hmmmmmm I wonder should I make Bingge’s hair smoler, trim it down a little? I sometimes get carried away 🤣 his hair is too fun to floof

They probably named him after Bacchus, the Roman god of wine and fertility

*white parent voice* i cant believe kanye and kim named their baby North West!! thats ridiculous!! oh no, its almost 4:30, i need to pick up my kids Mackaylikiah and Ashleighyie from their water polo practice!

Shelf-Confidence Book Photo Challenge

February 18 - Favorite Color 💙

I just looked through my blog and idk what was wrong with me back then I apologize

I will give you hypohemoemia no I will not elaborate

!! I was wondering when someone would bring this up!!!

For the longest time I was trying to figure out why they thought pansexuals were simultaneously bisexual and biphobic and after extensive research I've figured out that it's because panphobes have no critical thinking skills.

Someone: "Pansexuality is the same as bisexuality therefore its biphobic so im panphobic >:((("

Me: "So you're saying you're biphobic?"

Them: "no-"

Me: "By your definition they are the same thing, so if you're panphobic you're biphobic. By your definition, because that is what you said."

Them:

Them: >:(

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