“May I?” “You May.”

i think the whole world needs to be talking about the heartstopper cast at pride, honestly. what they did was SO powerful. a group of young queer actors metaphorically (and literally) carrying each other while marching; holding hands and flipping off homophobes; giving credit to each other where it’s due and spontaneously hugging each other after encountering bigots; pulling each other away from said bigots and just being completely inseparable. 

this is what pride is all about! they’re setting a perfect example, not just for the new generation but for EVERYONE.

i love when characters are in the middle of getting down and dirty or even just a first kiss type of situation and they just-

stop and whisper "hi" to each other

foreheads touching, both in awe that something is finally happening between them and they're so in love and stupid about each other

i just- love their love

I have a thought… I know we’re all pointing out how unpractical Buck’s armchair is… but what if he thinks that he only needs that one seat because he thinks he’s alone?? What if he thinks that ‘why should I get a couch if I’m the only person here?’ What if he thinks he’s gonna end up alone again so isn’t bothering with getting a couch??

Like what if he thinks he’s gonna be abandoned eventually so why build a life around people (118, Maddie, Eddie and Chris) if they are gonna leave eventually??

Like Buck, honey, you have a family and they aren’t going anywhere. The 118 aren’t gonna leave. Eddie and Christopher are definitely not going anywhere.

We know that.

But does he.

Or is he spiralling and thinking that it’s only a matter of time. So he’s getting himself use to the idea of being alone and trying to find purpose in his job, despite the fact he already has through his connections.

i can't stop thinking about photographer buck so...

It’s mostly a joke, when Eddie first mentions photography to him. Buck's editing a photo on Lightroom on his phone between calls, a photo of Eddie and Chris at the beach.

It's beautiful and Eddie loves it. Buck took it without them even noticing, the photo being even more special that way. Eddie is laughing at something Chris said, they're both wet from playing on the ocean and they have sand on their arms, hands and shoulders. The sun shining down and making the both of them look golden. The rays of sunshine forming almost a halo around them— the waves at the back making the picture even more breathtaking.

Eddie's half joking, half serious, when he tells Buck to buy a fancy camera to take pictures with.

He didn't think Buck would actually listen to him.

Next thing he knows, Buck's instagram becomes full of digitized film pictures of the 118, their family barbeques at the Grant-Nash's house. Pictures of Chris and Eddie at the beach, of Jee playing at the park, of Maddie laughing at one of Chim's jokes. A lot of pictures of Eddie, too.

Pictures of Eddie, of him rolling his eyes with a hand held out and half covering his face. A picture of Eddie mid-way through a laugh, an easy smile on his face.

And he swears, never before a camera has made his stomach do back-flips the way it does when Buck is trying to take a picture of him.

“I swear, I’ll break that thing if you don’t get that out of my face,” he snaps at him. They're in Eddie's kitchen and he's trying to follow a recipe Linda sent him last week, Buck being an enormous distraction and not helpful at all.

"I like capturing people in crisis, Eddie." Buck smirks, all smug and teasing. Eddie kinda hates him a little bit.

Except for the part where he doesn't hate him at all.

Buck grins, bright and unapologetic and Eddie loves him. So much he aches with it.

"Yeah, okay. Whatever." Eddie rolls his eyes, trying to suppress the fond smile that it's already forming on his face.

Later, he'll see the picture Buck takes. Eddie will be covered in flour, it'll be everywhere. In his arms, his clothes, his cheeks. The kitchen around him a mess of ingredients and half ass attempts at a meal. Eddie looking down with a small, shy smile. The warm, almost orange glow of the kitchen light making him look all soft and golden. Later, he'll see that picture and will think oh.

Oh.

He sees me the same way I see him.

Oh.

i just think it’s interesting

😭😭😭😭 couldnt give less of a shit

I strongly believe that Buck and Eddie are the type of boyfriends who will shower each other in soft, sweet kisses. Eddie kissing Buck’s birthmark after a long shift. Buck kissing Eddie’s little mole underneath his eye in the morning. Eddie stealing a quick kiss to Buck’s dimple when he’s made him smile. Buck kissing Eddie’s scars while they’re in bed. They’re just those kind of saps with each other.

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the eyes are windows to the soul ♡

Jamie Tartt neurodivergent CONFIRMED this episode with that breakdown because I too want to just move my body around when I’m too emotionally overwhelmed and ALSO don’t have any idea how to articulate what I’m feeling or why