#911 rarepair

[do-androids-dream-ao3acc]

My Melancholy Angel

Evan "Buck" Buckley/TK Strand (911, 911 Lone Star), 1,658 words, rated M | AO3 | Tags: Addiction, sex as a coping mechanism, unhealthy coping mechanisms, first time, depression, gay sex, set before season 3

When they meet again, it’s a coincidence, but what really is a coincidence in a world creating so many fates?

Only a few months have passed, but here in New York, just before Christmas, nothing really resembles the blistering heat that scorched both their skin back then. Now it seems as if a warmth from within is taking hold of them. It's classic, it's cheesy, but they meet in the middle of Times Square, where Buck suddenly stops to stare up at the ticker, mesmerized. TK runs into him, staring at his phone, lost in thought.

“Sorry,” he apologizes, not very credibly, “wait... Buckley, right? California?”

Buck cocks his head, “Well, ain’t that pretty face from Texas.”

TK grimaces, “Could say the same about you,” he quips. “What are you doing here?”

“I'm trying to find that stupid conference place,” Buck says. “That's probably why you're here too?”

“The ICFRE? That’s for executives. I'm here with my father, but I'm not planning to go. Just taking the opportunity to get a taste of the big city again. What about you? You’re a bit young for a promotion to captain, don't you think?”

“Hey, I used to be a fire marshal,” Buck says. “Seems to qualify me. But I actually deputize for our cap. It was too close to Christmas for him, he must have big plans. Well, this is something big for me,” Buck explains, spreading his arms as if to embrace the whole city.

TK could tell him that nobody really likes being in New York at Christmas because it's all slush and stressed people, life isn't a Hollywood movie. The conference is boring as hell, but mandatory, which is why everyone - except his own dad - finds some excuse. Half the people there are overzealous firefighters like Buck. He doesn't, because there's something refreshing about Buck's enthusiasm. Something that brightens up the gray of this December day in New York City, in a different way than the constant flashing and glowing all around. He’s handsome, his cheeks flushed from the cold, wrapped up in a thick winter coat that makes him look younger than he is. An interesting mixture to cause tingles.

“I can show you where the conference is taking place,” TK offers, ”but it doesn't really start until tomorrow. You're early.”

“Like to be prepared,” Buck replies.

“Okay,” says TK without thinking, ”how about a coffee then? You look like you're not used to the cold.”

“Oh, you can say that again! I’d love to, really. Are we gonna meet your boyfriend?”

TK’s features are about to slip, but he get’s a hold of his face and his demeanor. It's good to say it aloud, like a plaster to tear off a wound, quickly.

“We broke up.”

Which is the reason he's here, but he doesn't say. His father practically beat him onto the plane, figuratively speaking, for fear he’d hurt himself. It wouldn't be the first time, and TK can't say that he didn't feel like it. He completely ruined things with Carlos, and if that wasn't a reason to start taking pills again, what was? But his father went full Captain mode, distracting him with trifles for month, up to forcing to accompany him to New York. Somehow, it helped. He’s still thinking of Carlos, every day, his fingers hovering over the send-button of his phone several times. But he’s not taking anything, he’s not trying to jump of any high-rise, he’s not feeling like throwing himself under a bus. He’s way too numb for all of that.

"I'm sorry to hear that," Buck says, real compassion on his face.

It's a beautiful face, and he's a sweet guy full of emotions, and TK takes a decision.

It’s actually not that hard to get Buck into his hotel room, and he’s easy to kiss, lips soft and moist. What is surprising, though, is his confession.

“I've never done that before. With a man, I mean.”

He laughs, a little nervously, and TK blinks in confusion. He’s never had any trouble with his gaydar, and the mere fact that Buck lets himself be kissed (and kisses back with little restraint) indicate that he wasn't wrong this time either. TK just isn't quite sure that he's in the mood for an involuntary outing, a sloppy first time, a baby gay.

“Well, I've... kissed a lot, of course,” Buck continues, clearly nervous, which strangely makes him even more attractive. “I was a sex addict. Think it's only fair that I tell you that, just in case it turns you off.”

That man is so confusing, TK is mesmerized.

“Subliminally bi,” he mumbles in fascination as he nibbles on Buck's jugular like some kind of vampire. Somehow, he is, isn’t he? “Tell you what, this is a first for me, too. But I promise, you'll love it.”

He’s put on his seductive tone, it’s never missed its target before. He needs to stop thinking about himself like that, he’s not a predator, and Buck is a grown man who decides for himself. Now, he's apparently decided he's not quite as straight as he thought he was, and what's wrong with TK helping him a little on his journey?

They’re not even fully inside the room when he peels them both out of their winter clothes. Bit by bit, slowly, because it's worth it; a well-trained body is hidden under these layers. Buck is a sight for sore eyes. TK has no idea what it actually means to be a sex addict and how to overcome such an addiction, but obviously not through abstinence, because Buck doesn't seem shy at all. He leans into TK's touch as if he's waited for it, waited to be touched like this. TK traces these strong shoulders, peppering his body with kisses; he's stroking muscles and kneading skin and he likes it. It might just be a distraction, but it works. His shrink would probably have to say a word or two about sex as a coping mechanism, but he’s trying not to focus on that.

Various ways to be addicted, TK knows that well enough. An addict is always looking for the kick, and it’s always a fleeting sensation. Right now, that doesn’t matter. Right now, he’s savoring immaculate skin, a well-groomed body. Yes, Buck is easy to kiss, and he's not shy. After a while, he starts exploring TK's body for his part. His touch is like the wildfire they fought together, unpredictable and hot. It’s obvious that he has touched many women, that he knows exactly what works for them and not so much what works for a man. But he is also a quick learner who pays attention to the smallest signals. TK didn't even realize how much he missed those touches, and if he wasn't already on fire, he'd be embarrassed by his little noises.

Right now, he decides not to bother. Their kisses get wilder, more eager, and damn, Buck is a good kisser. His hard-on is already pressing against TK's thighs as they fall onto the bed, entangled. They're wearing ridiculously little clothing for a December day in New York City now, but the hotel room is warm, and Buck's and TK's skin is even warmer. TK takes his time, but when the last sheath falls and he holds Buck's cock in his hand, Buck lets out the sweetest sounds, and his mind switches off.

It takes a bit of time and costs him one of his best lube condoms, but if he didn't take them for such a purpose, why take them at all? He conducts Buck, but it’s clear he makes it easy for him. Buck loses nothing but his innocence in dealing with men, and TK thinks that hardly counts, after all, he's the one who's lowering himself here. In the truest sense of the word. At the same time, he towers over the handsome guy from California, setting the tone, the pace. His flushed cheeks are adorable, just like this irritating birthmark on his brow. TK leans in to plant a kiss right there, and when he feels Buck's hands on his butt, he knows that all the assets are there to make him forget for the first time in a long time.

We’re two addicts falling off the wagon, he thinks as it’s Buck’s time to set the rhythm, and he does it well. TK doesn't quite realize whether it's just sex that Buck is longing for. He seems like someone who’s desperate to please, who needs reassurance that he's doing everything right, and TK can give that to him, why not? He praises him, tells him how well he is doing, how good he feels.

"You're a natural," he whispers, and it's not a lie.

This feels good. It's a quick fuck in his hotel room, and it still feels good. There’s nothing to it, no revelation, no deep feelings. No guilty conscience when Buck's eyes light up at his praise, just encouragement, obviously, because his thrusts become more violent. It’s all TK needs right now. Finally, his mind shuts off, and he holds onto Buck’s shoulders as he’s reaching his one moment of relief in months. This serotonin won't last long, he knows that, but it doesn't matter. He only wants to live in the here and now, not in the past and certainly not in the future.

Afterwards, as they lie next to each other, out of breath, eyes veiled, TK can't help but say, “Don't fall in love with me, California.”

“Why not?” asks Buck with undisguised curiosity and... much more in his voice, more that TK doesn't want to know about.

“’Cause I’m not worth it,” he says, “because I’m an addict, too.”

For the first time in months, he’s just not sure what he’s addicted to anymore.

[vanmarkus]

i know that the 911 online fandom has always been based in a singular ship and that a lot of people clearly aren't dealing with the change very well, but i gotta say, for me, personally, it's actually refreshing to see the fandom landscape change and having more ships butting up their heads and sparking conversations and inspiring fans to create new things, thus strengthening the sense of community... i just think it's neat.

[imakatperson22]

I ship Riaz (Josh/Eddie) in the sense that I will read every single fic on ao3 under their tag. All 18 of them. I’ve seen an edit or two of them. I’d love to start seeing fanart!

I am still rooting for buddie canon but they’re cute to imagine together because they are imaginary.

I’d really love to see more unusual pairings get content in this fandom Hannikar! Lucy/Taylor!Fuck it! Bobby/Michael! Like, just for funsies. Cause fandom is supposed to be fun!

[c0rvidfagg0try]

The 9-1-1 fandom is so cisheteronormative despite being quite queer like,,, yall cannot handle anything that strays away from the most vanilla gay couple youve ever seen

[honestlynervousnut]

What your favorite ✨911 rarepairs✨ says about you 🫵🏻

You're choosing the safest option, maybe a little bit overated but Its still a good one👍🏻

Is this one your favorite because its good? Or you're just really horny? 🤨

ALRIGHT! We get It! You like this one!

(No idea who to put here 🤷🏻)

This may not be everyone's favorite but its yours, and you're totally chill about it

You're into the clasics

(skipping these few)

Oooh you're cool I like you

No way you actually know this one? Can we be friends? 🙏🏻

[gayofthefae]

Tommy seems so nice I think their eventual breakup is gonna be really understanding and mutual

[wolffnichols]

tommyjosh sending each other flirting texts

[bangpop91]

I Wasn't Looking For You

Eddie wasn’t looking for a relationship. After the mess he had made with Marisol, Kim, and Christopher. After therapy, and deep self reflection he had come to the conclusion that he didn’t know if he wanted to date again. He doesn't know if there is going to be some great epic love after Shannon. He has made peace with that. He is focusing on the relationships he does have instead. He works on not just repairing, but rebuilding his relationships with Chris. He puts his energy into his family with the 118 and his other friends. He even makes a few new friends in the grief support group that Bobby's priest had recommended.

He isn't lonely, contrary to what his sisters think. This is actually the least lonely he has ever been. This is also the best he has felt in longer than he can remember. Him and Chris are in a really good place again with Chris just celebrating his sixteenth birthday.

Read the rest on A03

Tagging @marvelousbuckley @girlwonder-writes @racerchix21 @waywaychuck @cliophilyra and @sunnywithachanceofbi @cannibalhellhound for the Salem Cameo @rdng1230 @nine-one-wanton

[jeddieweek]

Jeddie Week Round-up!

This pinned post will be updated every day. Thank you to everyone who is contributing and a big thanks to everyone who is reading!

Prompt 1: Loves Makes a Family

Calls From Home by @racerchix21

Firefighter Down by @sunnywithachanceofbi

im a falling star, a glimmer lighting up these cotton streets by @thefootnotes

New Family Traditions by @nine-one-wanton

Snippets of Life by @not-as-straight-as-i-appear

What Family Feels Like by @30somethingautisticteacher

the whole family back together by @judymarch15

Yearning by @kneazle

Prompt 2: Tricks & Treats

Close Your Eyes and Open Your Mouth by @nine-one-wanton

I Don't Know Where This is Going but I Like How it Feels by @30somethingautisticteacher

it's like a mountain that has been weighing on my conscience by @thefootnotes

Ken who? by @judymarch15

One person's trick is another treat by @not-as-straight-as-i-appear

a trick and treat by @kneazle

Trick, then Treat by @sunnywithachanceofbi

Prompt 3: Double Dates

Almost Cost it All by @sunnywithachanceofbi

Double Blind Study of Love by @not-as-straight-as-i-appear

i feel like i'm glued to this carousel by @thefootnotes

Matchy-matchy by @nine-one-wanton

of desserts and friendship by @kneazle

tropical fruit by @judymarch15

Prompt 4: Missing You

Almost Cost it All by @sunnywithachanceofbi

every single thing to come has turned into ashes by @thefootnotes

Missing Piece (Do You Even Drink Coffee?) by @nine-one-wanton

never forget by @kneazle

sound the alarm by @judymarch15

Wake Me Up Inside by @not-as-straight-as-i-appear

Prompt 5: Quirks and Pet Peeves (Alternative Prompt: Days at Dispatch)

don't tell me about your problems if you're not trying to solve them by @thefootnotes

On-time Arrival by @nine-one-wanton

PDA by @kneazle

Relationship Anxiety by @not-as-straight-as-i-appear

taking notes by @judymarch15

[letmetellyouaboutmyfeels]

WIP Wednesday

I was tagged by @princessfbi and I must announce that while I do possibly have some other threesome/throuple ideas, I am focusing back on my longer fics for now.

Which means, have another The Gang Plays D&D snippet!

“You know that Bobby and Athena use the dice for sex, right?” Hen asks. Ravi chokes on his soda. “What is wrong with all of you?” Eddie bursts out laughing. Chim has a look of evil glee on his face. “How?” Buck points. “Oh, no, I do not need to know even more about their sex life than I already do.” “They roll the dice,” Hen says, because she has no compassion for Buck’s nerves, “and the number it lands on means how many orgasms. Or how many minutes they get edged before they can come.” “Wait who’s doing what, here?” Eddie asks. “Nope.” Buck sticks his fingers in his ears. “Nope, nope, nope…” “Who do you think?” Hen asks.

I'm excited to get back to work on this one...

[imeaniguessthatsfine]

Ya know a rare pair that would eat? Evan Buckley and Aaron Hotchner. I know there’s one fic that’s really really good but I truly think they could be good together. You’ve got a little age gap that we know gets Buck going. They both have that storyline where their partners don’t understand their jobs. Buck would absolutely love Jack.

[doctormaxbankman]

there's something so special to me about the Maddie, Chimney, Buck and Josh poker scene, because the entire scene reads as queer fully in text not even subtextually, madney discuss having no couple friends to do a couples hang and so invite buck and josh because they're single, buck and josh get on and banter, josh makes a joke about it feeling like a set up for a double date and seems okay with the idea, buck does not push back on the idea at all either he in fact smiles, and maddie doesn't bat at eye at the suggestion that buck and josh would be set up on a date, just that she lightheartedly suggests she likes josh to much to match him up with buck

[jacki-daytona]

“Rarepair goes canon and the crowd goes wild!”

In every fandom I’ve been apart of over the many (many…) years, I have always been a multishipper. Give me a pairing and write it well, I’ll ship it! Give me a comfort character and write them into any relationship that supports them and I’ll ship it! Character A looked at Character B’s best friends neighbours boss that one time? I’ll take 30k words of fic please. Give me OTP’s and OT3’s and more please please please!

The fact that a rarepair (quite possibly the rarest of pairs!) that I’ve shipped prior is now canon is quite frankly hilarious to behold and I fucking love it. Buck and Tommy, who knew we’d ever be here 😆?

I totally understand some disappointment here and there, and absolutely get it when it’s a matter of tagging and not tagging content etc.

I guess in this case, we do know that this is a short term thing and I’m getting ready to absolutely lose my shit when Buddie goes canon - as in, check on me cuz I might have died for the delight of seeing it y’know?

In conclusion, tag your spoilers, my ship is not your ship/your ship is not my ship, there’s no betrayal in multishipping, fandom remains a fucking delight and bless this bisexual mess to us all.

Xoxo, from a fandom oldie who just wants everyone to have a nice time :)

[djungleskogs]

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[half-bakedboy]

#40 from the writer's asks ~ Regent of RarePairs (it's a sideblog lol)

40. If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

Oh, this is such a good one :o

Up until recently, I would've said we made these memories for ourselves where Buck makes a baby box for Chris because it's one of my favorite fics.

But because I'm so on bucktommy rn, I'd kill for someone to draw Buck in Tommy's jumper in you've got me surrounded. 🥺

Send me get to know your fic writer asks!