Depressedpoetssociety - She Walks In Beauty

happy national can opener day. iykyk.

who fucking litters. why do i ever see litter. who thinks that’s okay. who. who NEEDS to throw their fast food bag out the fucking window instead of waiting until they get somewhere with a trashcan. what kinda clown behavior. get fucked.

the thought of buck and eddie going canon with buck’s curls all loose and eddie having a bushy little mustache is making me shake. it makes everything feel more intimate to me. i’m just imagining their first kiss and it’s like: they’re in eddie’s kitchen and buck’s making dinner- eddie’s “helping” him but all he’s really doing is trying to make buck laugh. buck’s looking for the garlic mincer and eddie’s hiding it behind his back; they tussle around the kitchen for it until buck finally traps eddie against the counter and tries to take it away from him. they’re breathing heavy and both of their eyes are twinkling with pure fondness and eddie could just give buck the garlic mincer but he doesn’t want to. he tells buck as such and then before either of them realizes what’s happening- they’re kissing. eddie’s fingers are instantly twisting into buck’s curls and buck’s giggling at eddie’s mustache tickling his upper lip. they can’t stop smiling so they keep having to stop kissing, and during those breaks from kissing- they are whispering confessions of how much the curls and mustache have been respectively driving the both of them crazy.