I think caroline and dave might go sue if she doesnt do really bad. I think its possible andy kyle and that other girl that was allied with sam could go sam. Sol, teeny, are definitely rachel, and she could get a lot more. Gen might be a swing vote, andy too.

AND GATA!?!?

Seriously tho, Venom/Symbiote as a leather jacket where the zipper is his teeth, as a suitcoat, as an umbrella, as a harness, a jockstrap. Just Venom/The Symbiote pretending to be clothes while Eddie “wears” it is my jam.

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“Scissters?” Eddie says, staring up at the sign that looks somewhere between a pair of legs and scissors.

“It was my turn to pick, this is my favorite bar.”  Hen gives him a look before sauntering inside, the rest of the 118 following behind her.

Chimney and Eddie keep looking around, noticing very quickly that there’s a lot more gay couples in this bar than they’re used to.

“Is this a gay bar?” Chimney whispers to Eddie as they’re ordering drinks.

Or trying to order drinks anyway, Chimney keeps getting ignored.

“I’ve never been in one but, seems like it?” Eddie is looking around, standing behind Chimney who is still tapping his foot and rolling his fingers on the bartop.

“Hello?”  No one answers Chim, ignoring him in favor of waiting on other patrons.

Until Buck joins them at the bar.

“Hey guys, this place has some great music!”  Buck’s his usual cheery self, doing some weird dance with his hands around his head that makes the other two men crack up.

“Buck what are y-”

“Well hello.  What can I get you?” The bartender is staring directly at Buck, leaning over the bar and smiling.

“Um, I was trying to order.”  Chimney I staring from the guy to Buck to Eddie with a pissed off expression.

“In a second sweety.”  The bartender, a 20-something man with bleached blond highlights, a dazzling smile and the tightest shirt he could possibly wear without it ripping over his chest holds up a hand to Chimney’s face.  He smiles at Buck again, this time his eyes clearly wandering down the man’s frame, appraising.  “Are your parents anti-vaxxers, because you look like you could use a shot?”

Eddie’s about to groan because that’s the stupidest thing he’s ever heard but then Buck’s roaring with laughter.

“Wow, that’s…  That’s brilliant!”  Buck is nearly doubled over laughing, and the bartender is practically glowing seeing how well his line worked.  “I could use a shot yeah.  And uh, didn’t you guys want some drinks too Chim, Eddie?”

Buck orders a round of shots for the table and then steps back for Chim to order.  The bartender finally looking at him.

“I’ll have a beer.  Thanks for being so prompt…”  Chimney deadpans, but the bartender barely even notices, grabbing a beer and handing it to Chimney while still making eyes at Buck.

“Here, this one’s on the house.”  The bartender passes a drink to Buck, it’s smoking from the top and Buck takes it and drinks without a second thought.

“Oh, that’s good!”  He takes another drink, earning yet another appreciative smirk from the bartender.  “What’s in this?”

The bartender rattles off a list of alcohols and ingredients before taking the now empty glass back.  “Let me know if you want anything else, I’ll bring your shots out in a minute.”

“Thanks.”

“No problem handsome.”

They all head back to the table Hen’s found and Chimney is still bitching about being ignored at the bar.

“Can you believe it?  Ten minutes I wait at the bar to take my order and Buck shows up and the bartender is fawning over him in one second flat.”

“He wasn’t fawning Chim.”  Buck is smiling though, clearly pleased with himself.

“Please, if I didn’t know any better I’d think you were flirting back to get free drinks Buck.”

Eddie looks at Buck then, not having even considered that, but he laughs, knowing it isn’t true.

Buck grins, taking a sip of his drink.  “This is a gay bar, it’s so easy to get free drinks. I’ve never paid for myself at a place like this.”

That draws Eddie up short, hitting his beer bottle on the table a bit harder than he intended when placing it down, drawing a smirk from Hen.  “What?”

Buck turns to Eddie, chuckling as he glances then between the rest of the group.  “You don’t all flirt to get free drinks?”

“Not with guys?” Chimney is the first to respond, although Hen is covering her mouth to hide her laughter.

“Your loss.  Dudes are Waaaaay easier to get free stuff out of.  Fucking bat your eyelashes, flex your biceps, give ‘em a smile and a wink and they’re fucking putty in your hands.  Never gotten a free drink from a girl but I LIVED off free drinks from dudes at gay bars in college when I had no money.”

Hen’s laying her head on the table laughing uncontrollably, Chimney is staring in confusion at Buck, and Bobby is watching Eddie who looks like he might bust a blood vessel for some reason.

“Okay there Diaz?” Bobby has noticed it, but the moment he says anything Eddie’s face drops any emotion it has.

“I’m fine.  Just seems like a Buck 1.0 thing to do Evan.”  Eddie gives Buck a stern look at that.

Buck waves a hand as if pushing the thought away.  “It’s not like I’m gonna blow them for a free drink or something.  It’s just some flirting and free alcohol.”

Hen nearly falls on the floor cackling.  “Best!  Best…  Fire night out…  Ever!!”

Chimney still looks a bit weirded out and Eddie seems to be more drawn into himself than Bobby’s ever seen.  Buck and Hen are having the time of their lives though so Bobby isn’t too concerned.

He shouldn’t have been so optimistic.

When the bartender brings over their shots he shamelessly flirts with Buck who just as shamelessly flirts back.  It earns them another free round on the bartender and Chimney puts his head in his hands.

“How?  He’s smooth with women, and he can charm men out of free drinks too?  Teach me your skills Buck!”

“Hey, you’re with my sister, you don’t need any of my skills anymore.”  Buck punches Chim in the arm playfully, and Chim pretends to cry out, falling into Eddie who barely even notices, eyes fixed on the table.

The night continues like that with Chimney marveling at Buck’s flirting skills, Eddie getting quieter and quieter and Hen having the absolute best time of her life.

“I’m about to get white girl wasted tonight,” Hen jokes, leaning against Buck who’s equally tipsy.

“Mhm, me too.  I’m about two drinks away from taking off my shirt and dancing on the bar.”  Buck turns to Hen and they both start howling with laughter.

A guy come sup to the table, ignoring everyone in favor of Buck who he leans in close to.  “Hey handsome.  Wanna dance?”

This is the fifth time tonight Buck’s been propositioned to dance and Eddie’s preparing for yet another “sorry I’m just drinking.”  

But then Buck stands up, swaying a bit before grinning.  

”Yeah, why not?”

“What?”  Eddie whispers, and of course Chim hears and turns to him.

“I’m so confused…”

“Should we stop him, he seems like he’s gotten pretty drunk?” Bobby says as he nurses his fourth Shirley Temple.

“No, I have to see this!”  Hen grabs Bobby’s arm, nearly squealing watching Buck head out to the dancefloor.

True to his word, Buck has his shirt whipped off within minutes of getting onto the dancefloor, bumping and grinding against the guy that asked him to dance.

There’s only so much Eddie can take before he loudly pushes his chair back and heads up to the bar.

“And what can I get you?” The bartender asks Eddie, giving him a once over as he had Buck.

Eddie notices but pays it no mind.  He’s not interested in guys.  Or he tells himself that anyway.  Or at the very least he concedes, he’s only interested in one guy.

“Two beers.”

“Coming right up.”

Eddie sits at the bar swilling his beers, feeling the alcohol starting to really affect him.  He’s watching Buck out on the dancefloor, and he’s dancing with another guy now.

It shouldn’t affect him, he shouldn’t care, Buck’s an adult he can do what he wants.

But so is Eddie, and Eddie wants.

He wants so fucking much it feels like he might explode if he doesn’t do something about it.

“What is Eddie doing?”  Bobby is staring at him from across the ar, his eyes traveling from Eddie’s line of sight to Buck who is dancing with yet another guy.

“Did any of you know Buck was Bi?” CHimney is saying, receiving only knowing looks from Hen.  “Cap?”

Bobby pats Chimney on the arm, then Hen, pointing at Eddie.

Eddie’s got one too many drinks in him, and his mind is zeroed in on Buck.

Buck Buck Buck.

Evan.

it rings louder in his ears than the blood rushing or the pumping bass.

And then his feet are moving, taking him across the dancefloor, eyes on his target, stalking.

His arms are up above his head before he can think of what he’s doing, thoughts drowning in alcohol and desire and jealousy and WANT.  He tugs on the back f his shirt, feeling it slide across his skin and over his head.

Then Eddie wraps a hand in either side of the shirt before slipping it around the back of Buck’s neck, pulling him away from the guy and towards him.

Buck’s eyes are heavy lidded and blown wide, his smile growing as he sees who’s pulled them into their orbit.

Eddie’s hips slot perfectly against Buck’s, his hands still holding onto his shirt, keeping Buck’s eyes locked on him and only him.

Buck moans at the feeling of Eddie against him, one hand gripping Eddie’s hip, getting a feel for the way the man moves, one thumb pressed against searing hot skin.  The other hand runs over Eddie’s toned abs, a soft shudder running through both their bodies at the contact.

“Are they…?” Chimney is staring at his two friends, his coworkers, grinding on the dancefloor.

“Yes!  I told you all, I told you!  Pay UP!” Hen is shouting, screaming like she just won the lottery and not, like, a combined pool of 50 dollars.

And as they watch, Buck and Eddie gravitate closer and closer, bodies moving first as one writhing mass of limbs, then as one unit, flowing with the music, with each other in perfect synchronicity.

When they finally kiss Hen nearly passes out, Chimney starts furiously texting Maddie and Bobby, Bobby just smiles, happy those two idiots finally figured their shit out.

Felt more like she rigged it to bring latrice back tbh

People getting big mad about this then deleting their comments so lemme just say if you HONESTLY believe Steve Rogers would go back in time and live with Peggy while letting her LIFES WORK be infested by hydra and twisted to evil AND let the best friend he spent 3+ movies trying to save wallow in captivity and have his mind and body used as a weapon and never try to do anything about those things then you do NOT know Steve Rogers.

Come on people, he never stops fighting do you really think he’d just let the 2 people he loves most in the world (regardless of what you ship or not) have their life and legacy ruined by outside factors that he knows about and could stop? His ending was character assasination and sloppy writing at it’s finest. This has nothing to do with whether you ship stucky or steggy or stony or thundershield or whatever. That ending was not good for any of those ships or any fan of the Steve we saw in every movie before Endgame.