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Tiring Out

Summary: Buck's watching Christopher and neither one can sleep.

(Wanted to share one last one ❤️ :) Hope you guys enjoy ❤️ :) And have a great Halloween if you celebrate! ❤️ 🎃)

"You like this show?"

Christopher didn't turn away from the screen. "Bluey's awesome. Even my Dad likes it."

The young firefighter watched the group of animated dogs move across the screen. "Can't really see why."

"It's really funny." Christopher glanced over at his friend. "Also, it really helps me fall asleep."

This time, Buck kept his attention on the TV. "Whatever helps you bud."

The firefighter had agreed to stay with Christopher until Eddie got back from his night shift. However, the kid was supposed to be in bed an hour ago and didn't seem to be tiring out any time soon.

Buck hadn't planned on sleeping anyway. He just hadn't expected to have a buddy with him when he did.

Christopher nudged his friend's arm. "The Dad can be so silly sometimes."

The two watched Bluey's Dad run around screen like a gorilla.

The silliness did pull a chuckle out of Buck.

"See? You're starting to like it too."

"Somewhat."

A moment later, Bluey jumped across the screen with a blanket to tackle her Dad to the ground. She then commented about tiring him out before tickling him through the blanket.

Buck chuckled again and shook his head.

Christopher quickly paused the episode. "I have to go the bathroom."

"Okay."

Christopher took off.

"You don't need to go so fast. Bluey will be here when you get back."

"I just really need to go."

The young firefighter's eyebrows furrowed together.

Once a door shut, Buck stared up at the ceiling. For several seconds, his body screamed at him to get some sleep but his mind just wouldn't get with the program.

The young firefighter pinched the bridge of his nose and squeezed his eyes shut. He then heard movement off to his right. "You're back fa---."

Suddenly, a blanket was thrown over Buck before someone jumped into his lap.

Outside of a slight startle, Buck didn't really move from his spot. "What are you doing Christopher?"

"Tiring you out."

Before the young firefighter could ask what he meant, two hands dug into his sides making him jump and cackle in surprise.

Christopher chuckled along. "It actually works."

Meanwhile, Buck was trying to fight his way out of the blanket while also trying to grab the Christopher's hands. "Chrihistopheher!"

In response, the kid spidered upward to tickle his friend's ribs. "Whahat?"

Buck bent forward while still trying to grab Christopher's hands through the blanket, yet the kid managed to slip out of every grab and kept attacking his midsection.

"Yohou hahave a very loud laugh," Christopher teased.

"Christohopheher, Ihi cahant breheathe!"

The kid finally reached up to help pull the blanket off of Buck's head. "Hi Buhuck."

The young firefighter gave him a playful glare.

"I never knew you wehere ticklihish," Christopher replied with an 'innocent' smile

"And Ihi thihink I'm about to figure out yohou ahare too." Buck then started attacking the kid's sides. "With a littlehele pahaybahack!"

Christopher broke into adorable laughter as he tried to squirm out of the hold. After a moment, he managed to wriggle his fingers into Buck's armpit.

The young firefighter squealed and tried to get the little stinker's hand back out.

The two went back and forth for a bit, trying to one up the other.

After a couple minutes, Christopher managed to wriggle through Buck's arms and blew a raspberry into the crook of his neck like his Dad had done with him.

Buck squealed again and turtled. "Okahay, ohokahay! You wihin!"

Christopher leaned back. "Win whahat?"

Buck went limp. "I dohon't knohow, buhut Ihi need aha break."

"Are you okay?" Christopher asked in concern.

"Yeheah, yeah Ihim gohood."

Christopher scooted down and snuggled into the firefighter's chest.

Buck patted his back. "Let's get you to bed so you can sleep."

The kid shook his head. "No. I want to stay out here with you."

"You need to sleep buhud."

"So do you."

"I'll be fine."

"No." Christopher shook his head.

Buck looked down at the mop of hair on his chest. Normally, he would be firmer with getting him to sleep, but he was too exhausted to think of a valid argument. "Alright fine."

"Yes!"

Buck chuckled. "Want to go back to your show?"

"Yes! We have to get to the next episode!"

"Whatever you say bud." Buck settled back on the couch with Christopher still in his lap before hitting play on the show.

The two finally finished the episode they had paused before moving on to the next one. Buck kept feeling his focus on the show slip as the exhaustion finally hit his brain. He kept having to peel his eyes back open just to focus.

Christopher started to drift off too. With one final yawn, he slipped off with a "Night Buck."

"Night buddy," the young firefighter replied as his eyes finally stayed shut.

When Eddie got back that morning, he found the two fast asleep with the TV still on.

[confessionseddie]

Eddie + 🌪️ 3.08 | 8.02

[babygirlbuckaroo]

you know i think it would be soooo interesting for s7 to expose frank for being lowkey terrible at his job. like imagine he’s just been a slightly subpar therapist this whole time. like… ok what now

[sleepy--anon]

Day 29: Wake up!

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Buck always slept more when he wasn't feeling the best, not wanting to face the world. It worried Eddie, Maddie, and Bobby heavily whenever he did that. After dropping Chris off at school, he came to Buck's place only to find him still asleep. Normally Buck would be awake by now, doing anything that needed to be done around his apartment, keeping himself busy. Eddie locked the door behind him, setting his spare key on the kitchen counter as he begins to look for Buck, knowing he's home, his jeep is out front. He made his way up the stairs, finding Buck entirely under his duvet, still in bed, clearly still asleep, evident by the slow, even, deep breaths.

"Buck?" Eddie called out softly, not wanting to scare the younger. He tiptoed over to his bed, taking a seat where he wasn't laying, feeling the warmth of Buck's body heat warming the entire bed. He gently pulled the blanket down revealing his flushed, relaxed, sleeping face. His eyes fluttered a bit, feeling the change in temperature and the light from outside of his blanket fortress.

"Its time to get up Bud, we've gotta start the day." Eddie kept his voice soft, keeping the warm, gentle atmosphere, not daring to disrupt it. He gently rubbed his shoulder, eliciting a long whiny hum.

"You've gotta get up Buck." Buck's face scrunched up in annoyance, not wanting to get out of bed.

"Five more minutes..." He mumbled, turning on his stomach, crossing his arms under his pillow.

"No, now Buck. Up, come on!" Eddie, now having verbal confirmation that Buck was at least somewhat awake, spoke a little louder. He reached across his body, slotting his hand easily in his open underarm. Buck squealed into the pillow, his arm slamming down on instinct. He twisted and jerked, keeping his face smooshed in his pillow in embarrassment.

"Up and at 'em Buckaroo!"

"OHOHOHOHOKAY OHHOHOHOKAY! I'M UHUHUP!" Buck cried up, gasping for breath when Eddie pulled away.

"We're going out and getting food, get up, take a shower, get dressed, and let's go"

[scattered-winter]

edmundo diaz of earth, you have the ability to overcome great fear

my design for green lantern eddie in the dc au :]] (extra sketch closeups under cut)

[dancing-mylife-away]

there's something about the fact that we never saw eddie and chris visit shannon's grave til after buck died

[exhuastedpigeon]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday

I have been sick and crampy and PMSy the last like six days, but today I woke up and feel like a whole new human.

Here's a snippet from my Eddie goes to confession fic. I restarted it after the last episode and I am very please so far with it, even if it's extremely introspective and I'm kind of using it as my own therapy.

The front doors to the church are heavy and when he opens them and steps inside he’s suddenly 5 attending his youngest sister's baptism. It’s important, that’s what Abuela says as she sits with him in a pew at the front of the church, the scent of incense that is no longer burning making him sneeze.  And he’s 8 taking his first communication and not really understanding what it means, only that it’s important. That eating this stale, dry cracker is supposed to change something inside of him, but he doesn’t feel different.  And he’s 13 the Bishop is dipping his thumb in the oddly sweet smelling chrism and saying “be sealed with the gift of the Holy Spirit” and Eddie is saying Amen. This is the moment where he’s supposed to be choosing to commit himself to God, but he didn’t have a choice of being here, not really.  And he’s 18, freshly graduated from high school watching as Shannon walks down the aisle toward him in a hand-me-down wedding dress, the bump of her stomach just barely starting to show. His suit is too big and too small at the same time. The smell of sale church air, of dying flowers and decades of prayers breathed out to a god Eddie isn’t sure exists feeling like a vice around his neck.  And he’s 26 carrying the casket of the only woman he's ever loved, the smell of burning frankincense tickling his nose and prickling at his eyes even though he hasn’t cried, not since the hospital.  And he’s also 31 standing in the doorway of an empty church that he’s never been to before but has somehow been in a hundred, maybe a thousand times. Because that’s the thing about catholicism - it never really leaves you. It burrows deep, into the very marrow of your bones and leeches the life out of you if you let it.  It riddles you with guilt for sins you haven’t committed. It tells you that you were born a sinner and you’ll die a sinner and every moment in between should be spent in penance. That unless you follow the church’s teaching exactly you’re condemned to an afterlife in hell. That anyone who doesn’t accept the church is condemned even if they’re the best person to ever exist. It doesn’t leave you - it chokes you and makes you hate yourself. It’s made Eddie feel like less than for his entire life and when he takes in the first lungful of air he can taste thirty some years of guilt on his tongue.

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[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

NEW MASTERPOST!

DNI: Minors, Ageless, or NSFW

Prompts: CLOSED!

Hello there! I decided to make a new Masterpost since my old one no longer worked ❤️ Hello, I am SpaceCadet or you can call me Sweet ❤️ :) I am 26 years old and I have been posting fanficition since 2020/2021 ❤️ I've been a part of the tickle community for a while but never felt comfortable posting about it until later ❤️ For a while, I posted mostly Spiderman and Moonknight fics (hence why they have the most fics) but have started branching into other fandoms as well ❤️ Down below, you'll find the Fandoms I write for as well as a link to my AO3 account with more non-related tickle fics ❤️

And, if you have any questions, feel free to ask ❤️ :)

Fandoms I have written for: (some tickle and whumpee, but mostly tickle)

Spiderman

Peter 1

Peter 2

Peter 3

Harry Osborne

Norman Osborne

Otto Octavious (Octodad)

MJ

Gwen

Tobey Maguire

Andrew Garfield

Tom Holland

Moonknight

Marc Spector

Jake Lockley

Steven Grant

Layla

Marvel

Irondad

Peter

Harvey

Morgan

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Sebastian Stan

Yondu

Peter Quill

The Greatest Showman

PT Barnum

Philip Caryle

Caroline Barnum

Helen Barnum

Celtic Thunder

Emmet Cahill

Colom Keegan

Keith Harkin

Damian McGinty

Star Wars

Luke Skywalker

Leia Organa

Han Solo

Ahsoka Tano

Anakin Skywalker

Finn

Poe Dameron

Rey Palpatine

Kanan Jarrus

Ezra Bridger

Star Trek

Captain Jim Kirk

Spock

Doctor Leonard "Bones" McCoy

Chekov

Montgomery "Scotty" Scott

NCIS

Tony Dinozzo

Tim McGee

9-1-1

Captain Bobby Nash

Evan "Buck" Buckley

Christopher Diaz

Eddie Diaz

Barbie

Allan

Ken (Ryan Gosling)

Lab Rats

Adam Davenport

Chase Davenport

Tasha Davenport

Merlin

Arthur Penadragon

Merlin

Encanto

Bruno Madrigal

Camillo Madrigal

Avatar the Last Airbender

Katara

Sokka

Zuko

Iroh

Spies in Disguise

Walter

Lance Streling

Wild Kratts

Martin Kratt

Chris Kratt

SpyxFamily

Loid Forger

Yor Forger

Anya Forger

Headcannons

Peter 1, 2, 3

Norman Osborne

Otto Octavius

MJ

Irondad

Harvey

Autistic Peter Parker

Marc Spector

Jake Lockley

Steven Grant

Star Trek

Y/N Fics

Andrew Garfield

Sebastian Stan

Irondad

Steven Grant

Marc Spector

OC's

Lily

Lila

Kirk

Mullach

If you want more non-tickle related content, down below is my AO3 account you can tour ❤️ :)

[sleepy--anon]

Day 20: Relentless

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Buck was already laid in bed on his phone when Eddie came home, having already put Christopher to sleep. Eddie changed into a t-shirt and sweats before worming his was into his boyfriend's arm. Buck unconsciously rubbed Eddie's back, pressing occasional kisses to his head, whispering sweet nothings. Eddie's eyes sparkled in affection, a soft smile perpetually on his face.

"You're so cute~" Buck hummed, gently poking up his ribs, smiling at the squeak and how he muffled his giggles in his chest.

"StohohoOHOP Buhuhuhuck! Chrihihihistopher is sleheheheeping!" He whisper yelled, squirming into his side, hiding in his neck.

"Mmmmm no~ I don't think I want to~" Buck dug in a bit before moving down to squeeze his lower side, just above his hip.

"BUHuhuhuUHUHUCK!" Eddie's laughter spiked, slamming a pillow over his face when he rolled on his back. Buck continued his squeezing happily, calling Eddie's the cutest stress toy while smothering everywhere he could get to with tickly kisses.

[sleepy--anon]

Day 21: New Discoveries

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Not super tickly, just a little bit

Very soon after Buck and Eddie went public with their relationship they received overwhelming support from everyone. But mostly, they were enjoying their time alone without sneaking around, being able to say 'it's date night' instead of making up an excuse. One thing that had become a common thing in their relationship was tickling, an intimate way to unwind after a hard day or shift at the firehouse. Eddie was very obviously worse than Buck their fights seemed pretty even. With Christopher at Carla's house, the two did a stay in dinner and a movie. Buck cooked for them and they put on some B class movie to laugh at. Buck was laying on his front with Eddie on his side half laying on him. Eddie had been rubbing his back this whole time but Buck flinched harshly when his fingers unconsciously curled.

"Are you ok?! I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No, no...I'm fine" Buck mumbled, slightly shifting. Eddie traced his fingers around his back again until he got the same reaction.

"Your lower back? That's a new one Carino~"

"Huhush Eddie! After the movie alright?"

[sleepy--anon]

Day 16: Unusual Spot

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Hen and Chim were currently the only ones at the firehouse, Bobby, Buck, Eddie, and Ravi were out on a call. A simple one, cat stuck in a tree. Hen was peacefully reading on the couch while Chimney busied himself with chores before collapsing next to her, boredom and restlessness coursing through his veins. He slipped down till his head lightly bonked her shoulder, feeling her put the book down.

"You're that bored right now? You don't know how to pass time Chim? Pick up a book, watch something, text Maddie, there's so many things you have no reason to be so bored." Chimney groaned, sliding down to lay in her lap, flinging his arm dramatically over his face. Hen rolled her eyes, marking her place in the book before actually putting it down.

"Chim seriously?" She grabbed his arm to try to pull him up but quickly released when he yelped. She stared at him in confusion, ready to go full paramedic until she saw his neck flush in embarrassment. But... she had only grabbed his arm... oh! Realization dawned on Hen like the rising sun as she repeated her actions.

"Ticklish biceps, now this is information Maddie definitely needs to know~"

"Nohohohoho shehehe dohohohoesn't! Dohohon't tehehehell heheher!"

"Why~? You guys are past the crush stage, you afraid she might tickle you to death by squeezing your poor little arms~ I'm curing your 'chronic boredom' Chim~ Be more greatfull~"

[sleepy--anon]

Bobby coma dream HC

Idk where else to say this so imma say it here

I don't think Bobby's coma dream will be like Buck's. I don't think it will be like if Marcy, Brooke, and Bobby Jr. never died in the apartment fire. I think it will be like if he had married Athena from the get go. He never met Marcy and his first and only love was Athena. May and Harry would be his, maybe Buck too, coma dream shows him what it would've been like if Buck was biologically his/he had adopted Buck from a young age. Maybe ending with Marcy telling Bobby that she had sent Athena, May, Harry, and the kids had sent Buck for him and that they need him just as much as he needs them. She tells him to go back to them, their waiting for him, and he wakes up to Athena and Buck sitting in his hospital room waiting for him just as she said.

[sleepy--anon]

Day 9: Lie

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"Sometimes I forget how nice it is to have a childless house" Chimney sighed, relaxing into Hen's couch, casually sipping the wine they were sharing. Denny was at Athena's for a sleep over and Buck had Jee-Yun for the night since Maddie was working late.

"Yeah, especially at that age, that's gonna be the toughest age for a while." Hen and Chimney met up for a few drinks to decompress after their shift. Going through about a bottle and a half of red wine, feeling the light buzz it caused. Both having random conversations and lazy forms of affection. Chim makes an off hand comment about Hen's 'sensitivity' which causes Hen to pull a face and shake her head.

"I don't know where you got that information, but it's not true." Chimney scoffed rather loudly at Hen's response, raising his eyebrows at her.

"You're really lying to me right now? We both know that's not true." Hen shook her head again, finishing her glass before setting it on the table. Chimney began poking at her, anywhere he could reach without moving from his comfortable position, her sides, her stomach, her ribs, her hips. Her tipsy state made it impossible for her to try to hide her reactions, she giggled almost hysterically, scrunching up her face, weakly batting at his hand.

"StohohoOHOP!"

"You're lucky I'm tired man, if I wasn't so comfortable I would wreck your shit."

[exhuastedpigeon]

Seven Sentence Sunday

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I got a little Steddie mojo last night so here's a few sentences from my Steve is the same age as Robin and Nancy fic. - Class of 86 baby!

Sorry for the back of Buddie, I'm sure I'll be back on my regularly scheduled programing next week.

“You’re late,” Steve said with a grin, gesturing for Eddie to come in.  Eddie stood stock still in the doorway, his eyes a little wide and his cheeks pink. Steve watched as Eddie’s eyes slid the length of his body and he couldn’t help the self satisfied smirk that slowly spread over his lips when he realized that Eddie was definitely checking him out. “I- um,” Eddie swallowed so hard that Steve could see it. “Van had a flat tire, so I biked.” “Coulda called,” Steve was smiling as he spoke. “I could have given you a ride.” Eddie’s cheeks burned even redder at that and oh yeah, Steve needed to talk to Robin because that was doing something to him. “I don’t have your number.” “Well we can fix that,” Steve said, still smiling. He gives Eddie a once over, taking in the vest and the tight band shirt. It says Corroded Coffin and that name tickled something at the back of Steve’s head, like he’s heard the name before, but can’t quite remember where.  “Is that Munson?” Robin yelled from upstairs. “Come up here, we’re making fun of Steve’s bedroom.” “It’s a hobby of hers,” Steve knew his voice was fond as he spoke, so he did his best to sound stern when he yelled, ��But we’re leaving, Buckley!”

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