#tommy x buck

[watchyourbuck]

bucktommy being so giddy ahdjdjdjs captain Gerard is gonna take one look at them and be like ya they’re fucking SNDNSNSNSN beloveds<333

[schmico-fanatic]

Saying it louder for the people in the back: Tommy Kinard is every bit deserving of the 'Medal of Valor' as Team 118. 🎖

Haters think all he did was fly the helicopter and didn't deserve to get one? Because it must be so damn easy to fly right into the middle of an active hurricane with the winds and rain lashing violently against the chopper and there being minimal visibility of the surroundings, anyone could have done it right?

You fools, imagine the level of guts, skill, and dexterity it must have required to fly through all of that, plus the burden of being responsible for the lives of 4 fellow firefighters, forget about his own? The willingness to go out of the way to help and being able to stay so calm-headed while knowingly diving into a life-or-death situation (don't tell me that's just his job, because he was not even officially assigned this rescue mission and could have very well declined to do this but he didn't hesitate at all), only based on some wild hunch of his former colleagues? If that's not 'valor' for you'll, I don't know what is!

Just because Tommy made it look easy and effortless, doesn't mean it was. Go cry about something else, losers!

[xgoddessoffandomsx]

Whoever's cropped out Tommy, I hate you, I hope your pillow is hot on both sides and your phone never charged

[houseofevanbuckley]

Of course children are cutting Lou/Tommy off the picture on 911twt but it won’t erase his existence

The boyfriends are still here and as Lou said in his cameo : “They’re thriving”

[meep-meep-richie]

“There’s a sadness in his eyes.”

[krazycattgurl]

I'm glad they decided to take a chance ❤️ love them together

[ak-rye-47]

The entire 118, Tommy, Athena, Maddie:

"Consider notifying me before you decide to do something stupid, next time"

Buck : " I think you're vastly underestimating the amount of stupid things i decide to do"

[do-androids-dream-ao3acc]

Prompt: Evan tells Tommy to “Get ready for a rigorous night” or “get ready to burn lots of calories and sweat” or something suggestive so Tommy thinks he’s getting lucky and it’s nice to see Buck take charge; but then when Evan comes over, whatever he was referring to/bringing was NOT Sex

Nonny, I had so much fun with this, thank you :) This is fluff and crack, I suppose. And I'm not sorry. Once more Tommy's POV. Have fun! Here's all 4 prompt fills on AO3 in case anybody wants to leave a keysmash :)

You're Mine

— I’m burning inside and we both know why —

"Get ready for a rigorous night!"

Tommy chokes on the coffee that Buck has shoved into his hand just a minute ago (he’s eager to buy coffee for Tommy since he’s finally learned his preferred method of preparation). And then, with that cheeky wide grin, the guy bursts out something like that, in the middle of the sidewalk, still within earshot of the fire station.

Buck pats him on the shoulders, around which he puts his arm a moment later and asks, "You all right?"

"This coffee is just hot. It’s a very hot coffee. Wh… what did you say?"

It’s not like Tommy to stutter, but Buck still has that sassy look on his pretty face.

"I've got plans for us tonight," Buck exclaims, gesticulating fiercely –is he just excited or is he already aroused? You never know with this man.

"Plans."

Tommy tries very hard to make a deadpan face, but how could anybody, talking to Buck?

"Oh yeah," Buck returns as he opens the driver's door of Tommy's car, "but my lips are sealed, prepare for a surprise."

Tommy is definitely surprised. And confused. He puts his coffee on the roof of the car to check his pockets for the keys, still wondering why Buck gets behind the wheel of his vehicle (and why he’s willing to give him the keys, should he finally find them).

He finds them, and yes, Buck drives Tommy’s car, that's as self-evident as how he slipped into Tommy's life in the first place or that they’re headed for the loft. During the ride, they talk about all sorts of things, which you have to give Buck credit for because usually, the man has a hard time keeping a secret. Tommy is only half listening, still processing the announcement of a „rigorous night“.

But they’re still in the middle of Buck's discovery process. Buck is no doubt eager when it comes to that topic, and his sexual experiences are, well, a subject of conversation in other fire stations, too. The rumors are hardly exaggerated, because Tommy also has already learned a lot about Buck so far. For example, that his bedroom voice is a whole octave lower, and that he’s exceptionally keen on (and good at) dirty talking in this voice. Or that he writes such unrestrained text messages that Tommy turns off his phone if there’s a risk that someone might accidentally glance at his display. He’s a good, no, a perfect kisser, he loves to touch and makes the cutest little noises when he’s touched.

And that’s about it.

Tommy wonders if this is his fault. Of course, their shifts often don't match, they don't see each other as often as they both would like, but maybe it's because he's holding back too much. If growing up in a toxic household has taught him one thing, it’s not to push somebody you like. And it happens he likes that man a lot. 

So far, he’s approached the whole matter kind of like a project you divide into steps and milestones, a project called „Introduce Evan Buckley Into Sex With a Man.“ He’s just taken baby steps so far, trying to give Buck his room, letting him decide when he’s ready. Maybe Buck has just decided that this time is now. And that’s actually pretty hot.

Tommy is quite distracted during their ride through a heavy evening rush hour. First of all, Buck drives like a maniac as soon as there is even the vaguest gap in the traffic, and Tommy is pretty attached to his car, his life and to Buck. And second, Tommy, who has made the first move in pretty much all of his past relationships – and has sometimes regretted it – imagines in somewhat too vivid colors what Buck might be up to.

"Oh, wait, I forgot something," Buck says, pulling across the lane at breakneck speed; Tommy clings to the door handle. No one should jump out of a moving car, but the impulse is definitely there. Tommy laments his squealing tires as the car stops, parked halfway straight.

"Be right back," Buck calls, and he's gone.

He virtually runs – you can't call it anything else, he doesn't walk normally – into a 7/11. Tommy looks at himself in the vanity mirror, runs his fingers through his hair and sniffs his shirt, and Buck’s back. He throws a brown paper bag onto the back seat.

"Can't miss this," he says.

That crooked grin and the slightly flushed cheeks are a bit of a giveaway. It's downright cute, he must have bought condoms. Tommy slides a little uneasily back and forth in his seat as Buck starts the engine again. This has maybe as much to do with the fact that the guy is already exceeding the speed limit when he starts off as with the condoms Tommy has been carrying in his pockets for weeks.

He wonders what he actually expected. Dating Buck has been a ride so far, for sure. It's not every day that you get invited to a wedding shortly after meeting someone. It's also not every day that you rescue people from a sinking ship together. In that sense, this is harmless. Buck is just enthusiastic, and since Tommy has discovered that he enjoys being attached to those sensual lips, that's fine. However, the tension is almost killing him.

"Must be some hot stuff you've got planned for tonight," he remarks casually. 

"Absolutely," Buck exclaims with a broad grin, and Tommy regrets asking, because he starts gesticulating again, and he would prefer Buck to keep both hands on the wheel. "You won't regret it. It's about time someone showed you the ropes."

It's a remark that is as cheeky as it is quirky, but Tommy realizes that he finds it very stimulating. Perhaps he shouldn't take it too literally, after all, they've never talked about such preferences before, but the idea is certainly... inspiring. Buck is clearly in the right mood, and Tommy decides he can play along.

"I'm already looking forward to my snack," he returns.

Buck gives him a look – oh dear, watch the road, Evan – and laughs, asking, "Were you watching me in the store? Ah, wait, if you can already guess what I'm up to, don't say anything. I've been thinking about how to do it for days, so don't spoil it for me."

"Don't worry, if you like it mysterious, I'm your man," Tommy quips.

For the rest of the ride they exchange more jokey and, in Tommy’s view, slightly lewd remarks, and if Buck's intention was to tease him into being restless like a teenager before his first time, he's succeeded.

While in the elevator to the loft, they make out a bit, which definitely heightens the tension. It looks like a romantic evening in Buck's apartment. He definitely planned this, Tommy thinks, because Buck had a shift and must have set this up beforehand. The blinds on the windows in the corner with his sofa are already down. Buck, who like most firemen thinks candles in the apartment are the devil's work, switches on a couple of fake LED-candles with a remote control.

Then he gets two beers, drops onto the couch and says, "Well, I think it's time."

"O… kay?"

Tommy blinks, thinking that's a strange approach even for Buck, but who is he to complain?

"Sit down, I'm about to start," says Buck and tosses Tommy the bag he brought from the store.

"Oh," Tommy manages to utter, "that's ... I mean, if you say so…"

Surprised, he realizes that he is nervous. He knows Buck is a go-getter, even in bed, but this seems a bit too much like they both have planned a project. If he pulls out a clipboard, we need to talk, Tommy thinks. 

"So," Buck begins solemnly, "I set this out since Christopher told me... You're crushing the potato chips, Tommy."

"What?"

Tommy is still trying to understand how Christopher suddenly slipped into this conversation, pressing the bag to his chest a little too tightly out of sheer tension. Now he looks inside, and sure enough, he finds two bags of potato chips.

"I didn't know which one you liked. It took me almost a month to find your favorite coffee, so I thought I'd go with the two most popular varieties."

Buck starts babbling, which means he's nervous, but Tommy doesn't quite understand why. He rummages in the bag… there really aren't any condoms in it.

Oh. Oh, damn.

"Christopher," he says, and Buck looks at him with a frown that rumples his beautiful forehead, "Huh?"

"You said something about Eddie’s kid."

"Oh, right," Buck replies with a grin, and he starts gesticulating again, "He told me that you agreed with him on Revenge of the Sith. It being the best movie of the trilogies? Come on, I love him, but that kid has no idea. He never understood Return of the Jedi. I agree that you need to have seen both, but I figured you're a grown man, you need to form an informed opinion."

Buck takes a deep breath, and Tommy thinks that even now, in this fit of nerdiness, he's incredibly cute. This hits him a little unexpectedly, because actually, it should be a slightly embarrassing cold shower.

"This is about Star Wars?" he asks, and he can't stop himself from laughing.

"Yeah, sure... so you didn't guess it after all! Wait, what did you think it was about?"

Buck cocks his head, but right now, he so much resembles a puppy that Tommy couldn’t bear to pull the treat right out from under his nose.

"It's not that important," Tommy waves it off, sits down next to Buck and fleetingly kisses his flushed cheeks. "Revenge of the Sith is the cornerstone of order 66. You need to watch it to understand the clone’s motivation in The Bad Batch."

Then he looks at Buck, who launches into a long-winded explanation of why Return of the Jedi is the better movie in every case, but he doesn’t really listen, he’s already lost in those blue eyes again.

"Turn on the movie and we'll see," he says, but he thinks he won’t be able to focus at all. There’s a thought rising inside him, and it won’t let him go.

Good heavens. I love this idiot.

[firewasabeast]

Conversations and Coming Out

Usually Buck wouldn't be nervous at all talking to Bobby, but this felt different. Everyone had a certain way that they perceived Buck and, quite frankly, they weren't wrong. That's what made Buck worry. Did they think he was a liar? A fraud? Someone who had been hiding their true selves from the people they claimed to be closest to? Is that why no one had brought anything up?

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[llove-me-anyway]

let's talk about how gentle Tommy was with Buck. obviously he wasn't sure if Buck is into guys, he picked up on Buck flirting but he couldn't be sure so they both tip-toed around with questions and then Buck brought up Eddie again and Tommy is surprised that Buck was trying to get "his attention?". so then he just said fuck it and just kissed him and immediately quietly asked if that was okay and when Buck confirmed it was he went straight back to confident and asked him out and idc what any of you say as long as Tommy stays this gentle and kind to Buck he is his perfect first queer love. yea i want buddie too at some point but i'm so happy with what we have now.

[existential-queeer]

I am still a Buddie shipper, but that does NOT mean I cannot be a BuckTommy enjoyer.

Y'all should take notes on that.

Just like Buck, you can like both.

[watchyourbuck]

buddietommy nation we keep thriving

[schmico-fanatic]

Scenes at the medal ceremony —

Captain Gerrard: *Ignores Hen and Chimney and walks over to Tommy*

Hen & Chimney: *roll their eyes and give him the finger behind his back*

Captain Gerrard (to Tommy) : Hey, Tommy, my boy! It was an idiotic, thoughtless risk you took flying into a hurricane without waiting for the Chief's orders, but congratulations on the medal!

Tommy (sarcastically): Well, that's what you do for family. But you wouldn't know that, would you Captain Gerrard?

Captain Gerrard: *ignores the taunt*

Anyway, I'm proud of you!

Tommy: I stopped trying to make you proud a long time ago.

Captain Gerrard: *confused*

What do you mean?

Tommy: *calls Evan over*

*smooches the hell out of Evan in front of Gerrard and God*

Hen & Chimney: *wolf whistle*

Tommy: This is what I mean. Meet my boyfriend, Firefighter Evan Buckley from the 118.

Evan: *blushes at Tommy's move and proudly nods at Gerrard*

Captain Gerrard: *gasps and faints*

Chimney: What's our motto?

Tommy, Evan, Hen, & the 118: WHO CARES!

[babygirl-diaz]

Chimney: Isn't it funny that your baby daddy and your sugar daddy started dating each other? Eddie: I didn't need reminding but thank you

[houseofevanbuckley]

Thinking about Buck who woke up late at Tommy’s house and goes down to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee and through the window he can see Tommy bent over as he tends to his garden

And he can’t stop looking at Tommy’s ass.

It’s not the first time he looked at it, hell, he had his hands all over it last night but seeing it in all its glory, stretching Tommy’s used jeans ? That’s something else

He actually forgets his cup of coffee while he keeps looking at that ass

Until Tommy turns around and sees him and wave at him

Buck blushing and grabbing his cold coffee to pretend he didn’t spend 30 minutes looking at his boyfriend’s ass

[meep-meep-richie]

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