#bucktommy microfics

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for a bucktommy micro-fic, tommy is forever losing his readers, so buck buys him a very nice case (maybe it’s kinda quirky and has little helicopters on it) and it’s like an “we’ve been together a month” present as well

Oooh I love the idea of Tommy having readers! Great prompt 🥰

The Glasses Case

For all the suave coolness Tommy Kinard liked to project, Buck's boyfriend really knew how to lose his a pair of glasses. Tommy would swear up and down that he put them in a "safe place", but every time, it took them an hour to find them in the strangest of places.

Which.

Honestly was kind of fun for Buck.

Buck liked a challenge. He liked a fun puzzle. He liked playing detective, searching for the clues, then finding the missing glasses. It was Sherlock Buckley and the Case of the Missing Glasses every day at his loft and Buck kind of loved it a lot.

But.

Tommy liked reading. Scratch that, he loved it. And Buck hated the little sigh Tommy made whenever he misplaced the damn drugstore glasses; as if he was disappointed in himself for yet again being unable to put them somewhere normal and easy to find.

And.

And Buck didn't like that sigh. He didn't like the resigned look at the ground that Tommy did as if to say, I am Sisyphus, rolling up that boulder.

Buck didn't want Tommy to feel that way about readers of all things.

So, Buck.

Well.

He might have gotten his boyfriend a glasses case. He got his boyfriend a glasses case with little helicopters Jee had artfully stickered onto the case.

And it was sort of a "one month together" present in all but name as Buck came home and placed the case in front of Tommy.

Tommy looked from the case to Buck.

"You got me a glasses case?" asked Tommy, a little stunned; as if no one ever got him things.

And, fuck, that made Buck want to buy Tommy so many presents.

"I got you a case. So, you don't have to worry about where your glasses are anymore. They'll be in here. A glasses case personally accessorized by the Jee-Yun Buckley Han."

Tommy picked up the case and - he was almost a little teary-eyed.

"Thank you," Tommy mumbled to the case.

And.

Okay.

Maybe Buck gave Tommy such an aggressive kiss that he might have tackled his boyfriend onto their couch.

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Sorry that was supposed to be 43 😊

43. undone

There's something to be said for Evan Buckley coming undone.

Sometimes it's soft, and quiet: in the moments when he first stumbles through the door after a long day and curls his arms around Tommy, the stress of the day oozing out of him as he tucks his face into Tommy's neck and breathes; in the giddy way he brightens over something simple Tommy has done just to show him affection.

Sometimes it's bright and explosive; when he loses his cool over Tommy leaving dirty dishes in the sink one too many times, when he's so hard up for Tommy that he gets a little stupid about it.

And sometimes it's this: a breathy exhale, his hands still clutching at Tommy's shoulders, his eyes wide and his dick fat and drooping on the comedown, shaking, just a bit, still, with Tommy's cum in his ass and his own smeared between their stomachs. The way his smile unravels, just a bit, and his eyes trace the lines of Tommy's face, the way he shifts and runs his foot the length of Tommy's calf. He loves this man so much.

"Mmm," Evan says, when he moves to pull away, a mental checklist of things he has to do before exhaustion takes him over. "Five minutes."

His arms slip down, tug Tommy's weight closer, wrapping himself up in Tommy like he could burrow right into Tommy's rib cage and happily live there.

"You get two," he murmurs, but he's not watching the clock, anyway, so he'll play it by ear until the spunk starts to dry.

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Apart from the all the positivity they spread with all of their ask games, their hilarious (inspired by spy!tommy) crackfics and all the adorable microfics, they are the reason I joined tumblr.

Also, who doesn't love Denial-verse! They are an amazing fic writer!

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Buck was never a sex addict, he was hired to find out secrets about multiple women by having sex with them. Tommy is hired by the evil fbi to stop that. 7 years later (present time), they meet and abandon that mission because both were thinking "damn that man is hot as hell"

Lololol okay I'm very much here for this, let's go 😂

Abandon Mission

Agent Tommy Kinard had read Evan Buckley's file.

Evan Buckley.

AKA "Buck"; AKA "Firehose".

The sexiest goddamn freelance honeypot in the greater Los Angeles area. Spy on the side, he had been tasked by a variety of clients to get in the pants of many a woman to figure out their deepest, darkest secrets. He was a keeper of secrets, a master of charm, and apparently "The best fucking lay you'll ever have - I don't even regret it" (said and paraphrased by several of his targets after the fact).

And.

Tommy, at first, wasn't sure how he was going to stop this man. His boss, undercover agent Councilwoman Ortiz, had told him that Evan had information on her son that needed to be destroyed.

Tommy, who felt like he was always being tasked to do the dirty work of his superiors, agreed to the mission.

It was the job.

But maybe.

Maybe the job was wrong.

Tommy could be a fool. There was nothing in the rulebook that said you couldn't be a fool and a lower-tier grunt of an agent. But... but the moment he met Evan Buckley, something sparked.

A flame was lit inside Tommy as he seemingly "happened" upon Evan on a rogue helicopter mission seven years in the making.

And.

And.

There was something adorable about how, when waiting for Hen, Evan went into a huge speech on how hurricanes actually work and the history of hurricanes around the California coast.

There was that touch on Tommy's shoulder when they were all safe - that moment where it felt as if it was just Evan and himself. Staring at each other. A small smile on Evan's face. And, yeah, Tommy couldn't help but smile back.

And when he met with Evan for drinks after the rescue mission?

Well, Tommy found himself saying, "Evan, I was put here to spy on you."

Way too sincerely. Way too much emotion in the words.

And Evan laughed.

He leaned in.

He placed a hand on Tommy's cheek as he said, "Yeah. Me too. But I - I turned it down. I don't know why. Something - something about you is just - "

Tommy kissed him.

He didn't know if Evan swung his way. But he felt something there, in that moment, and he took a chance and - fuck, Evan was kissing him back too.

"Okay," said Evan as Tommy ended the kiss, "Okay, that was why I didn't want to spy on you."

Before.

Before pulling Tommy into a deeper kiss.

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goofy prompts: Buck gets chosen by the magical object of your choice to be a super hero (lantern ring, miraculous, sailor moon style, as you like! )

Ooh, nice choice 😆 Okay, let' make this work!

Magical Guy Tommy Kinard

Buck had thought something was... weird about his boyfriend. Not in a bad way, no. But there were moments where, when disaster struck, Tommy would run away and say that he had to get to Harbor Station for an emergency call.

And.

And Buck had talked to Lucy about this yesterday, only for Buck to find out that Tommy in fact wasn't going to Harbor Station for air ambulance duty whenever something major happened to the city of Los Angeles. Which made Buck wonder - where was Tommy going? And what was he doing?

Buck was going to just ask Tommy point blank.

He really was.

But then.

He saw it.

A fucking transformation sequence.

Buck wasn't even trying to sneak up on Tommy or anything. He was heading to Tommy's front door just as he got the alert about the earthquake.

And there Tommy was.

At the edge of what Buck could see in the window looking into Tommy's living room.

Watching as - as Tommy did a wild amount of choreo with a wand before lights and colors and sparkles appeared over him, transforming him into a - a very vibrant sailor uniform.

Into The Hot Sailor Pilot that was always on the news.

Before.

Wow, how was Tommy so bad at keeping his secret identity a secret (how was Buck so blind to it for a month of dating this guy?)? Because the man was running out his front door and bumping into Buck!

"Uh," said Tommy, as if he forgot about the Muay Thai lessons, "I can explain."

"Yeah. Later. Uh, the earthquake, right? I'll see you after you help with disaster relief," said Buck, who felt like he was taking this whiplash of news pretty damn well.

"Thank you. I lo - like you. I like you," said Tommy as he gave Buck a big hug, "I'll explain everything later!"

And with that, Tommy flew off into the sky.

And.

Evan, despite himself and knowing that this was a serious revelation, wondered if there was a time limit to superpowers from a magic wand or if they could use that for sex.

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You know what? Sure. Send me asks of some of your goofiest BuckTommy prompts and I'll make lil microfics. I feel like writing ridiculous Tommy takes off his mask and reveals himself to be a spy bee all along microfics.

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I feel like I need to add some joy into my dash because like idk fuck these bigots, I'm not going to allow them another second of my time. Send an ask about BuckTommy headcanons or a prompt for a BuckTommy microfic and I'll send you a little short fic or a headcanon. Going to spread some love because that's what I do best.

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All I'm saying is that the show has stated that:

Vegas is flyable by helicopter.

Vegas is known for its elopements.

Buck has a hot pilot boyfriend.

Buck is also very spontaneous.

And it would be rude if they didn't utilise that.

Oh, I love this. And I completely agree, it would be rude if they didn't utilize that.

The Elopement

"Evan."

Tommy was there.

Always there for him.

Buck had one of the most boring, mundane days at work. It was all cats in trees and toys in noses and a few calls that seemed to solve themselves.

It hadn't been a hard day. Not the worst day nor the best day. It had been the most average day Buck had ever had as a firefighter.

Yet it was still a relief to see Tommy.

A breath of fresh air.

It was everything and more to see Tommy in pajamas leaning on Buck's kitchen island counter as he waited for what looked to be a casserole to cook in the oven.

Hair a curly mess.

Yawning despite it being maybe only eight at night.

Some fuzz on his face.

And the way he had turned to Buck.

To Evan.

The way his eyes lit up. The way he smiled so handsomely, the one where his nose scrunched.

And the words fell from Buck's mouth before he knew what he was saying.

"Marry me."

And.

Tommy gave Buck that look - that Evan look. And he walked up to Buck curiously as he asked, "What?"

And he sounded amused.

He sounded surprised.

He looked as if he could watch Buck speak for the rest of their lives and never tire of it. And Buck was sort of asking the man to do just that.

"This is what I want," said Buck as his arms snaked around Tommy; as his hands found themselves in the back pockets of the sweatpants Tommy currently had on, "This is every. Well. Maybe not everything. I kind of want more. So much more. But this is what I want still. To come home to you. Every. Single. Day of my life. To know that I am here for you and you are here for me. That we're inextricably tied to one another. To be with you for the rest of my life. To make that promise. I want that."

Tommy laughed.

"Evan, we - we've only been dating a few months," Tommy said, but it didn't sound like he was fighting the idea; it sounded as if he thought he was trying to talk himself out of it, "We - we don't even know if we want the same things in the long run."

"Okay. Easy fix. What do you want? Marriage? Family? Kids?" said Evan, "I can tell you mine. Because - I want to be married to you. I want to make a family with you. I - I want to have the last name Kinard. Which I never thought was a possibility. I never thought about taking another person's name, but I want you etched into me. I want your name on the back of my turnouts. I want to confuse everyone about why my nickname is Buck."

Tommy laughed at that.

"Oh? Is that the real pull here? Confusion?" asked Tommy.

But Buck, while he loved that, wouldn't be derailed.

"I want kids with you. I see you with Jee, with Denny, with Mara, with Chris - and I see the father you could be. The fathers we could be. And I think you might be the first person I've dated where I see that."

Tommy.

Gazed at Buck.

Mesmerized and confounded and there, Buck could see the immensity of their love already in Tommy's eyes.

"You really think that?" asked Tommy, as if unsure of himself.

Because somehow a man so confident seemed to have so little understanding of what he was capable of sometimes.

"Yeah," said Buck honestly.

Tommy swallowed hard.

"I - I want that too," said Tommy, like asking for his own wants was new to him; like he wasn't used to this sort of introspection, "I like the idea of us connected like that. I liked the idea of rings. I like the idea of having a shared last name, whatever it is. I - I like the idea of kids. God, could you imagine a tiny you? Who in the wouldn't want a tiny you? Or - or adoption is good too. I don't know. All I know is that ever since I met you at Harbor Station, all I wanted was to be around you. Maybe - maybe experience everything I can with you. And if you want that too, I'm just the happiest man in the world."

And this was a whirlwind.

This was so fast.

But Buck couldn't help but kiss that smile on Tommy's face until Tommy was practically jello in Buck's arms.

"Vegas," Buck announced.

"What?" laughed Tommy.

"Book us a helicopter. We're going to Vegas. We're getting married."

Buck couldn't help but smile at Tommy. At the way Tommy gazed at him; like Tommy would never take his eyes off Buck if he had any say in it.

"Are you really sure?" asked Tommy softly.

And Buck loved the man for that. He really did.

"With you? Always."

"I do know a good wedding Elvis," said Tommy as he pulled out his phone.

And.

And they were doing this.

They were actually doing this.

"Hey. Don't look at me like that," said Tommy as he put the phone to his ear, "I'm not going to be able to book the helicopter if you start making out with me."

"Book the helicopter faster so I can start, then," said Buck, unable to look away from Tommy's lips.

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If it sparks joy … bucktommy + madney wine night microfic please?

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Oh my gosh, I love love love this microfic prompt. And I hope it's okay that I throw in a free Henren along with your Madney and BuckTommy here ❤️ it kind of grew into this silly thing that was more about friendships than the ships, so I hope you like it haha Thank you for sending in the prompt 🥰

Wine Night

"I can't fit there," said Tommy, his body swaying from side to side, "I'm too big. I'm gonna squish you both."

"What? No. No, sit," said Karen as she and Maddie patted the middle seat of the couch.

"Yeah. Sit with us, Tommy," said Maddie excitedly, "Sit with the cool kids."

"One of us, one of us, one of us," chanted Karen and Maddie, and - and Tommy wasn't sure if that sounded cool, but he liked being included.

Tommy Kinard was.

Well.

Okay, Tommy Kinard was a little tipsy, giggling as he flopped onto the couch.

"See? There was enough space," said Karen when there clearly wasn't.

Karen and Maddie were sort of readjusting their position so that they were half on each of Tommy's thighs. But they didn't seem to mind and Tommy didn't really either.

"We should do this more often," said Tommy.

"Wine nights?" asked Maddie, "I do like wine nights. I like wine."

"I know nothing about wine. But, I - I like hanging out with you guys," offered Tommy, "I like this moment."

"You don't need to be a sommelier to join the monthly wine night, Tommy," said Karen as she patted his chest, "You just need heart. And a good charcuterie board."

Tommy snorted.

"I'll make sure to bring that next time," Tommy said as he - as he spotted Evan.

Smiling.

And wandering over to the couch.

"Hey. No more room left here. Only the cool kids are allowed," warned Karen.

"Yeah. Cool kids," said Maddie in the least cool way Tommy had ever seen someone say that.

And.

Tommy couldn't help but snicker.

"I've been recruited, Evan," said Tommy as - as Evan reached a hand out.

And.

And Tommy couldn't help but take it.

Maddie and Karen booed.

"Et tu, Tommy?" bemoaned Karen.

"Being part of a group used to mean something," grumbled Maddie.

"We're heading home," said Evan apologetically, "I got a Lyft."

"Good idea. Neither of us are in shape to get home," said Tommy as he leaned on Evan; felt Evan's arm wrap around his waist, "You always have good ideas."

"I could say the same to you," said Evan as they walked over to Chimney and Hen.

"Thanks for having us, Howie," said Tommy as he pulled the Chim and Hen into a big group hug, "God, I missed this."

"We missed you too. You could have hung out with us whenever," said Hen.

And.

And Hen was right.

"I should have. I should have been better about keeping up with you two," agreed Tommy.

"Well. You're here now," said Hen with a smile.

"It's good to have you around again," said Chimney, "We're still on for pickup basketball with Eddie on Thursday, right?"

"Definitely," said Tommy.

And as he and Evan exchanged goodnights with everyone at the wine night, Tommy felt himself gravitating more and more into Evan's personal space; practically half in Evan's lap for no reason in the Lyft.

"I love our friends," gushed Tommy, way more sloshed than he thought he was.

Closing his eyes as he let Evan bring him a little closer.

"I love them too," said Evan quietly, "I love you."

Tommy grinned, gazing into his boyfriend's eyes.

"You know I love you," said Tommy simply, landing a sloppy kiss decidedly not on Evan's lips.

Which made Evan laugh.

And pull Tommy into a more coordinated kiss.

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Bucktommy prompt

"Well this is new" or "I can explain"

send me headcanons and microfic prompts

Lol the way I might expand this into an actual fic though 😂

When Your Best Friends Fuck

Eddie Diaz usually loved that his two best friends were dating. It was cool. They seemed so much happier with each other. Plus, it was much easier to get them both to come to something together if Eddie wanted one. Like a two-for-one friendship special.

And.

Well.

Usually, it was a good thing.

But, sometimes, it was Eddie walking into Buck's loft to find Tommy only in his turnout jacket.

Just.

Frozen in horror.

If.

If Eddie looked at Tommy at just the right angle.

He could.

He could see.

Nope.

Well, it was genuinely an impressive size, but -

Nope.

"Well," said Eddie, "This is new."

Tommy.

Looked more than a little mortified.

"Uh," said Tommy as he glanced between Eddie and the loft stairs, "I can explain."

"Nope. No, uh. No need to explain," said Eddie as he heard from upstairs.

He heard.

"Where's the fire?" called Buck, and, why was he in a turnout jacket too and -

Buck.

Ducked back into his bathroom the moment he saw Eddie, swearing before he yelled, "This is why I tell you to call before you come over now!"

And okay, maybe this was a little Eddie's fault, he should have called.

"Uh, just wanted to tell you in person that Christopher's going to be visiting this week," said Eddie, giving up on looking anywhere and just covering his eyes with his hands, "Felt like in-person news. I got excited. Sorry."

"No, that's - that's amazing!" said Tommy, and thank god Eddie could hear Tommy putting on pants, "That's great. I'd hug you. But I feel like I've traumatized you."

"Dios, like walking in on my parents," laughed Eddie as he hesitantly removed his hands from his eyes and - found Tommy in a shirt and boxers, "Okay, I'll hug you like that."

Tommy pulled Eddie in for a big bear hug.

"That's wonderful news," said Tommy, "Really."

"What news?" asked Buck as he scrambled downstairs in actual clothes, "What's the news?"

"Chris is visiting," said Tommy and - and Buck lit up.

"That's fantastic," said Buck as he joined in the hug, "I know you've been working so hard on yourself and building that trust back up - I'm sure he'll see that he can move back home during this visit."

"I hope so," said Eddie, and okay, it was kind of nice being surrounded like this by two people he called family; hugged by his best friends.

Okay.

It was worth coming in person to deliver that news.

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BuckTommy: Tommy is used to being the big strong guy in his relationships. When Buck picks him up one day he's surprised and definitely doesn't swoon.

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Weightless

Tommy walked into Evan's loft with his key.

He was still getting used to that.

His very own key.

Tommy had never been in a relationship long enough to get to this point. He had never felt safe enough to offer his own key as well. And they just - they just could get into each other's places like that now.

And Evan, well, Evan was in his apron, doing his prepwork for dinner; chopping veggies and seasoning steaks.

And.

And the way Evan looked at Tommy. Like he had been waiting his entire life for Tommy. Which Tommy knew he hadn't, they saw each other a day ago before Tommy's last shift.

But all the same, it stole Tommy's breath away.

"I'm home," said Tommy as he closed the front door behind him, barely believing he could say that to Evan.

Evan smiled as he put everything down and just - just walked over to Tommy.

Pressed Tommy into the wall next to the door.

And that was new.

Boyfriends always had expected this of Tommy; for Tommy to be the aggressive one. And it wasn't as if Tommy couldn't be, but it wasn't usually how he was.

Which tended to disappoint a lot of people.

He didn't usually feel craved like this; wanted. And it was kind of nice to let himself melt into the attention.

"Yeah, you are," rumbled Evan as he practically went in to eat Tommy's face.

And it wasn't as if Tommy couldn't match Evan's energy if he wanted to. But he had a tiring shift. Not a bad one, just a long one. And it was so nice to turn off his brain and give Evan the controls.

And.

Maybe Tommy hadn't expected.

Evan.

To just.

Pick him up.

Casually.

Like he was nothing.

Hands under Tommy's thighs as Tommy's limbs scrambled to hold onto Evan. Tommy seemed to have a question in his eyes as Evan broke their kiss for a moment.

"What? I work out," said Evan, "And I like the idea of you holding onto me like this."

Tommy laughed.

"You're going to blow your back trying to hold me like this for long," said Tommy.

"Is that a challenge?" asked Evan.

And.

Tommy hadn't meant it to be.

But Tommy was sort of lost in another, deeper kiss from Evan. Still being held up by him.

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Bucktommy prompt:

Buck finding old baby pics of Tommy or Tommy finding old baby pics of Evan

Awww, okay, this is a sweet one 🥺

The Photo Album

"Is this a photo album?" asked Buck curiously.

Buck had been helping his boyfriend do some belated spring cleaning in his garage. Most of it was reorganizing tools, checking on old workout equipment, and looking at some random holiday and summer supplies, but up on a shelf, tucked behind a box was an album.

It wasn't an old album; it didn't look as if it was bought in the eighties and had been used ever since.

It was a new one.

Recently bought.

Tommy walked over and... smiled.

"Yeah, I - I think I started making this for therapy. I go back to it. Add photos. I - I actually have a few photos of us in there," said Tommy.

And.

Buck's.

Eyes.

Widened.

"I've never been in a photo album before," said Buck excitedly, flipping the album open immediately.

"What? But. Your parents don't have... ?"

Buck laughed bitterly. He glanced back up at Tommy as he said dead serious, "I have never had a photo of mine in an album before."

Tommy softened. But it never felt like pity. It never felt like he viewed Buck as lesser.

"The first time I was in a photo album was this one too," said Tommy softly, "My, uh. My dad wasn't really a 'taking family photos' guy."

Buck looked down at the first page and -

And that was Tommy.

A baby Tommy.

He was a big baby. Buck almost winced looking at the size of him. He had the same crinkled smile as the woman holding him.

They looked so similar. Their eyes, their hair, their noses, her height even - it was all Tommy. He looked so much like his mom it almost hurt.

And she looked so young. She couldn't have been older than eighteen in this photo with him.

She looked so happy laughing with baby Tommy.

Mio Sole - Nov. 10th, 1984

"She, uh. She died a year or two after that photo," said Tommy quietly, "She hadn't gotten help with her postpartum and..."

Oh.

Tommy shrugged.

"I didn't know her. People said she was like me. Dry sense of humor. Deadpan. A little doomsayer. Maybe that's why they hadn't caught on..."

"You look like her," said Buck.

And he hoped that didn't come off as an insult. He looked at Tommy and Tommy - Tommy was just smiling softly at that.

"I know," he said fondly before flipping to the middle of the album where - where there were photos of them.

Actual photos.

Taken off Tommy's phone, printed out on photo paper, and placed inside the photo album.

"Only the best memories live here," Tommy said simply.

Buck.

Kissed Tommy until neither of them had a thought left in their minds.

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Hi!!👋🏾 Love the denial verse series. (About to re-read it🫣)

For the prompt: “It’s not THAAAAAAT bad” (ps it’s worse loll)

Or

“I’m her uncle?!?!” but it’s in the same tone as “my attention”

Hope this is okay. Have an awesome day ☺️

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Awww, you are too sweet, I'm so glad you've enjoyed The Denial-Verse 🥰 And I hope you enjoy this too!

Uncles?

"Your daughter is so sweet," whispered the waiter, smiling at Jee-Yun.

Evan and Tommy had last minute agreed to babysit Jee-Yun. Tommy had scheduled reservations at this restaurant he had an in at, and when he explained why he was canceling their reservation, the host had said, "Well, why don't you bring her? We can accommodate a three-year-old."

So.

That was how Tommy and Evan found themselves bringing Jee-Yun to a Michelin-star restaurant.

The wait staff adored her. Jee-Yun was adorably polite, if not a little spoiled by the staff bringing her an amuse-bouche of dinosaur chicken nuggets made just for her and lavished Jee with an array of whatever she wanted - chef's treat.

The whole restaurant wanting to spoil her was adorable.

She was adorable.

And Tommy was going to explain his actual ties to Jee, he really was, but Evan placed a hand on Tommy's as he said, "Oh, no. She's our niece. We have her for the night."

The waiter beamed.

"Well, she'll be spoiled by the time she gets back to her parents, then," the waiter said with a wink, walking away.

"Niece?" whispered Tommy.

"We are her uncles," said Evan softly.

"Uncles?" breathed Tommy; surprised and marveling at the idea, "Me too?"

Did he really count as one? Was that too much?

Evan smiled at Tommy, giving him a quick kiss.

"Yeah," whispered Evan, "Uncles."

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Prompt for a micro fic! Buck and Tommy watch The Princess Bride together because Tommy mentioned it at one point. And Buck notices that Tommy's "Of course" he so often hears sounds a lot like Westley's "As you wish".

Omg, first off, love your blog 🥺 Second off, I'm sorry it took me a beat to get to this, but I knew I would get to it. Fantastic prompt! I hope you enjoy 🥰

Of Course

Buck liked movie nights with Tommy.

He really did.

He liked visiting Tommy's house. He liked curling up on Tommy's couch. He liked that there was only enough room on there if they were practically on top of each other, which meant he got to lay on top of Tommy a lot like a weighted blanket.

And he liked Tommy's taste in movies.

It was adorable. It was. Tommy wasn't going to fight anyone on thatt, he knew he liked the most saccharine of shlock.

Buck kind of loved it too.

It was fun to lose himself in romantic comedies. Buck was more than happy for Tommy to rub Buck's back or play with Buck's hair absentmindedly as he talked about each film; gushed about them - praised themes, shots, plots. Gave entire TEDTalks about the importance of motifs and the symbolism in some of the films.

Or just.

Sometimes.

Talked about the love of it all.

And Tommy listened to Buck all the time. Buck would word vomit the history of the prey mantis and Tommy would be happy to listen; to ask questions; to understand and take in what made Buck excited.

And.

And Buck found himself enraptured by this. And this wasn't the only thing Tommy found himself talking too much about. There were monster trucks and mixed martial arts fights and flying and craft beers too.

But this might be Buck's favorite subject of Tommy's.

"There's something about Westley and Buttercup, you know?" Tommy said, almost - almost yearned, "I remember seeing this for the first time on TV and - and wanting. I wanted to feel that. A love that could withstand years apart. A love who would always come back. A love that would throw away titles, who would face off people in power in our lives and would still want me. I - I don't know. And I kind of wanted to be that too, you know? I wanted to be the kind of person who could do that. And - and I haven't been that for most of my life. And I'm not sure if I am that now. But I like the idea of it."

And there was something.

Something to the "As you wish" of it all.

Buck watched the film and heard that and thought of every time Tommy had said of course.

"Thanks for agreeing to meet."

"Of course."

"Hey, uh, glad you could make it."

"Of course."

The first coffee date after the failed date. The botched bachelor party. Tommy's first night sleeping over at Buck's apartment. Their first movie night at Tommy's. The second try at having a dinner date at Micheli's. Tommy picking Buck up from work. Tommy helping Buck babysit Jee.

Of course, of course, of course, of course, of course, of course, of course.

And Buck could hear it now. The romantic as you wish in every of course Tommy ever said; always sincere and always kind and always too soft for Buck to handle.

Buck took Tommy's face in his hands.

"Of course you like the idea of that," Buck practically gushed, and okay, maybe surprised his boyfriend with a kiss.

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bucktommy microfic prompt you say??

okay okay consider:

one of them surprising the other with flowers!!! could be at the flower shop trying to pick out the perfect ones (flower language my BELOVED) or the others reaction to the flowers or just!! whatever sparks joy!! 🥰✨🌼

send me headcanons and microfic prompts

Okay, this is going to be sort of a tie-in to denial-verse.

Flowers

Tommy should have known better.

His boyfriend was always buying him flowers. It made sense that the one time Tommy thought, okay, maybe I should buy Evan flowers, Evan would be in the same flower shop.

Tommy had been looking for something that felt like Evan. Something vibrant and fun. Tommy had chosen one with this bright pop of red tulips and solid pink peonies and lively yellow craspedias and olive and cherry branches.

Tommy shouldn't be hiding behind a display.

But all the same, he was as he watched his boyfriend buy him a bouquet.

"No, he kind of likes more subtle colors," Evan told the employee of the shop, or perhaps the owner of the shop, smiling softly, "I mean, I've given him these loud bouquets before and he likes them enough, but I catch him smiling more at the softer ones. The pastels and stuff, you know? Understated stuff. I don't know. Maybe - "

Evan turned to a more subdued arrangement.

"Maybe this? With the white anemones and the soft blue thistles and the light pink ranunculus and the pop of burgundy with the roses? Does that make any sense?"

The woman helping him, this older woman, smiled at him.

"I think he'll love it," said the woman as she grabbed the bouquet.

Tommy froze.

Because.

Evan was staring right at him.

"You're... gettiing me flowers too?" whispered Evan.

As if he hadn't expected it. As if he hadn't gotten flowers in his life before this either.

And.

And Tommy couldn't not say, "Of course, Evan."

Evan.

Evan rushed over to Tommy, kissing him silly. And Tommy was pretty sure the bouquet he was holding had fallen down to the ground. He would pay for them still. But he would think about that later. When Evan's lips weren't on his.

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Ooh for the microfic promot what about bucktommy “ice cream on your nose”

Oooh, nice prompt! 😆 Enjoy! 🥰

Ice Cream on Your Nose

It wasn't exactly planned. Chim and Maddie had something important come up and Buck had, of course, said yes to watching Jee-Yun for a few hours.

Of course he would.

There was no way Buck would say no.

And, while he and Tommy had a date that day, well, Tommy seemed over the moon to hang out with Jee too.

Tommy always spoiled her.

He really did.

Tommy let her have whatever she wanted in the fridge within reason. He let her pick groceries at the store and won her stuffed animals and let her onto his shoulders every time she wanted up.

Tommy was spoiling her now.

Tommy (and Buck, really) had folded and agreed to go to the ice cream parlor a few blocks away from Buck's loft.

And.

And she was adorable. They were adorable as Tommy lifted Jee-Yun up to show her the flavor selection.

"Your favorite is Rocky Road? What?" said Tommy as Jee-Yun giggled.

"You knew that already," said Jee-Yun, which was true.

This wasn't their first ice cream run. All the same, Tommy played innocent.

"I don't know. I think you got mint chocolate chip last time," said Tommy.

"No, you got mint chocolate chip last time," laughed Jee-Yun.

"You sure you don't want that too?" asked Tommy.

"Rocky Road," demanded Jee-Yun before she added the most angelic little, "Please."

And this was spoiling.

Spoiling her sweet.

But neither of them seemed to be able to resist her as Buck said, "A scoop of rocky road for her. Mint chocolate chip for him. And, uh. Butter pecan for me, please."

"Wonderful family you have," said the girl making the cones for them all, "You three are always so cute whenever you stop by."

"He's just the fun uncle," said Tommy, smiling.

"You're the fun uncle too," announced Jee-Yun and - and it took Tommy by surprise.

Genuine surprise. He didn't seem to know what to say. And Buck could see the worry of overstepping and the joy Tommy had in hearing that warring in Tommy's eyes.

"Yeah. You're the fun uncle too," said Buck as he grabbed each cone and handed them out.

"Up. I want up. Please," said Jee-Yun, which was a terrible idea; Jee was a bit of a messy eater, but.

But Tommy didn't mind.

He brought Jee-Yun up onto his shoulders as they walked back to Buck's apartment.

And.

Immediately, ice cream was dripping on him.

Into his hair.

Onto his nose.

He was an ice cream crime scene and Jee seemed to revel in that.

"You - you got a little - " Buck said gesturing to Tommy's nose.

Tommy laughed, wiping it off.

"Well. At least you own a shower," said Tommy, not all that mad.

"Yeah, Uncle Tommy. I own a shower," said Buck softly as they made their way home.