#bottom tommy rights

[somethingaboutfirefly]

[tommysdaddykink]

as requested by @bidisasterevankinard #op hear me out #first gif but add this meme with 'what is 🥺 I don't speak bottom '

[babygirl-diaz]

The way Buck just went in for that kiss and the way he was holding Tommy's face...

Now looking forward to when he fucks Tommy for the first time

[peggingeddiediaz]

118 deranged tweets 21/?

[apartmentsmoke]

They've finished dinner and moved onto cuddling on the couch, Buck's favorite part of the day. After the past few shifts he's had, he's looking forward to a quiet night in with his boyfriend. From the way Tommy's hand is inching its way up his inner thigh, though, he may have different plans - and hell yeah, Buck's flexible. He shimmies to give Tommy better access, and the tip of Tommy's finger skims against his crotch.

"Howie told me something interesting when we went out a few days ago," Tommy says conversationally, like he's not sending zings of arousal up Buck's spine with every sweep of his finger.

"Yeah? What's that?"

Tommy doesn't answer right away. He moves his hand so the flat of his palm is against Buck's filling dick, and then, unexpectedly, he presses downward. The friction makes Buck hiss and cant his hips up to meet Tommy's touch.

"Some of your dating history," Tommy says. He pops the button of Buck's pants and unzips, pulling them to Buck's thighs. Buck's wearing grey briefs today, and the outline of his hard cock's imprint is clear underneath the straining fabric.

Buck swallows. They've talked some about their last relationships. Tommy knows the big details. And whatever it was, he reasons, it couldn't have been bad, not when Tommy's stroking him through his underwear.

"Your dating app username, to be specific," Tommy continues, and the mention of it is enough for Buck's cock to twitch, precome turning the fabric of his briefs dark.

"Did you like my choice?" He glances up coyly at Tommy, watches as Tommy's pupils dilate.

"From a safety perspective, I have to say I'm disappointed, firefighter Buckley. I thought the academy did a better job training its recruits. Did they not tell you that every piece of equipment has its place?"

Oh, hell yes. Buck's dick twitches again, the stain growing larger. He wants in whatever hole Tommy's offering.

"Slept through my alarm that day. As my senior, you'll have to show me where it belongs."

Tommy stands up, leaving Buck alone on the couch; he's about to voice his displeasure when Tommy starts stripping, first his shirt then his pants. The boxers he toys with, undoubtedly enjoying the way Buck's eyes follow every move he's making. When he pulls them off, he says, "Lucky for you, I've prepared a demonstration," and turns around.

The flash of the plug in Tommy's hole makes Buck groan aloud.

He scrambles to get off the couch because if he doesn't get his hands on Tommy in the next three seconds, he'll explode with unfulfilled need. Tommy arcs back into his touch, encouraging Buck to go lower.

"After this, I expect you to remember the proper storage protocol for firehoses, Buckley."

[karda]

close up of the pins :)

[thehammerofbrokkr]

I hope when Buck is ready to fuck Tommy, after lots of research and experimentation, and he is ramming his firehose into that man's prostate like he’s trying to pulverize it, and Tommy is unable to speak because of how good it feels, Buck, suddenly stops and tells him with a shit eating grin:

"See? I told you I was a good ally" and then Buck resumes his punishing pace while Tommy blacks out for a second, cumming the hardest he's ever had in a while.

[swagmaxxer]

half life vr but the ai is sooo ponies and so is gordon i guess

[lokilow-keystabbing]

HE STAYS!!

[somethingaboutfirefly]

Basically bottom tommy enjoyers/truthers

[tommysdaddykink]

I can't believe there's people out here being anti bottom tommy lmao

tommy loves fucking and getting fucked equally.

mans gagging for bucks dick. he's suffering serious dick withdrawal during this break up.

I'll never believe otherwise.

[babygirl-diaz]

Buck: Did you know that love birds feed each other at the start of their courtship? And then go on extended breeding sessions. Tommy: Evan, I don't know whether you're asking to feed me or breed me? Buck: Both. I am asking to do both.

[peggingeddiediaz]

Eddie Diaz forgetting to log out of his work twitter account part 132/?

[a-nice-egg-offering]

I should make a hear me out cake but for ships

[salemsvlog]

Man was cocky the whole episode just to end up with his bitch stolen by his other bitch.

I refuse to specify which is which.

eddie diaz ∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠° 911 abc + s07e04

requested by @hearteyesdiaz

ID in ALT

[red5tars]

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cw brief mentions of pregnancy

hook-up culture was one of the only ways you could get your fix without commitment. it’s hard to maintain any real relationships now, especially as a full time student (and slut). but you’d always been careful, having taken contraceptives, keeping condoms on you, etc etc.

though, none of them are 100% full proof.

you stare at the pregnancy test, wide-eyed. someone bangs on the bathroom door of the gas station, urging you to hurry up. but you can’t, the implications of those two little lines keeping you stuck to the seat.

when you ask your friends, they dismiss you, saying “you’re a smart girl, you’ll figure it out.” and when you call your parents..

you block out the interaction from your memory.

with no financial or emotional support, you are forced to scour the internet for a solution. an abortion is too expensive, and you can’t raise this thing when you’re about to enter your junior year of college.

all hope seems lost, till you find the shadiest ad on craigslist;

Looking for Baby to adopt. Surrogate or already pregnant. Will provide care for entire pregnancy.

it seems like a scam, even more so as you open it and skim through the benefits (a roof over your head, food and water, nearly $25k to start). everything about this seems too good to be true. after all, can you really trust something you saw on craigslist?

still, your eyes find a phone number and email address at the bottom of the ad, belonging to some guy named johnny mactavish. the foreign name throws you off even more, surely a name like that isn’t located in the united states of fuck all. though, it seems like you have no other solutions.

hesitantly, your mouse hovers over the ‘reply’ button, the clicking sound ringing in your ears, settling your fate.

——

johnny knew it was futile to post an ad looking for a surrogate on craigslist, but he didn’t see any other options (or rather, he ignores them). simon and him have been retired for some time now, settling in some small state. the woods offer some sort of privacy, a silence that comforts them rather than makes them shake in their sleep.

it seemed natural that having children would be the next step after living here for so long. johnny thanks tommy for finding a pretty bird and producing a nephew since it would’ve been harder to convince simon otherwise. the riley’s don’t seem like family men, yet simon is carving a little bear to send back to manchester, congratulating tommy on the announcement of his baby girl.

it makes johnny warm, but he can’t help but feel jealous. sure, simon is everything to him, his whole world, but it’s hard to procreate when all you got is a prick and shitter.

so he set up his little offer, though he might as well be suppressed with how nearly no one has reached out to him.

johnny’s about to take down the ad, ready to talk to simon about doing things a different way, when he suddenly gets a reply.

> this isn’t a joke, right?

johnny raises a brow at this, swiveling back to the computer and typing up his response.

< would nevr joke bout smth srs

and when five minutes passed, he presumed that would be the end of this little interaction, fueling johnny’s desire to take down the post.

that is, till he gets another response.

> well, is the position still open then?

he feels his heart stop, eyes widening as he reads the phrase over and over. a certain excitement wells in his chest, and he gets back on the keyboard before he can run out the room and tell simon the good news.

——

his last reply consists of a time, date, and address.