#i know now that i’m not allowed to tag this bucktommy
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WHY are BT shippers so vehemently against actually analyzing the symbolism and choices made for this show?
i mean i saw multiple people saying we were overthinking the vertigo poster. they were saying that it was weird to assume that Buck would fill the pining best friend role that Midge did in the original movie??? (haven’t seen the movie, i just read a few synopses)
i’m sorry, so you agree that he put Ryan Guzman in the main character and Devin Kelley as the love interest because they’ll fill those roles in the storyline, but we’re overthinking when we point out what role he put Oliver Stark in?
or when i bring up the possible symbolism of Tommy always calling him Evan, the only response i get from BT stans is “well he would tell him if he didn’t like it” or “i think it’s because he was introduced that way and that’s why” or even “i think he probably likes that Tommy calls him Evan” (all real responses i saw) and it’s like, yeah that’s cool, those are great headcanons for you, but that actually isn’t what i was talking about. nothing wrong with having a headcanon, but it doesn’t explain anything about the show or answer any of my questions.
i mean in s4 he corrected his PARENTS and told them his name was Buck, and in s6 it was used to emphasize the strangeness of his coma dream, how everyone was calling him Evan, the whole show him being called Evan has almost always been used to emphasize that someone doesn’t know him very well, how are y’all convinced that it’ll mean something different this time? i get that some people think it’s supposed to be growth, that he’s cool with being called his first name, but if that’s the goal it definitely isn’t reading that way to me.
like i wish i could see things through the same lens as these people so it could make sense to me, i just don’t get how you can willfully ignore SO many hints just so you can ship what you want.
no hate to the ship or the shippers obviously, i’m just baffled by the lengths they’ll go to in order to convince themselves that plot device man is endgame for Buck.
#buddie#i know now that i’m not allowed to tag this bucktommy#i still feel like i should but i know they’ll get mad at me#911#911 on abc#evan buckley#eddie diaz#tommy kinard#and like it’s fine to ship what you want but why do you have to try and convince everyone it’s endgame?#like just ship it and be happy you get content#you actually don’t have to convince us to ship it as well#you don’t have to try and stop buddie fans from shipping what we want#you are actually allowed to ship what you want without trying to discredit everyone’s theories#plus like even if i’m wrong theories are still fun#even if the show turns out nothing like i’m predicting it will(it most definitely won’t turn out like my predictions)#i still had fun speculating#even if it is all over analyzed (it probably is) it’s still fun#also didn’t tim minear say this season would parallel s4?#in s4 it was HEAVILY emphasized in buck begins that his parents calling him Evan made him uncomfortable#if this season really does parallel s4 (not seeing it yet but idk) then that choice HAS to be intentional
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Tease tidbit Tuesaday
I remembered how my youngest nephew were suffering from teething since he was 2 months so I decided to put it in a fic with bucktommy and platonic buddie and their baby :
Both dads look at each other’s red wet eyes with lost and scared faces.
Tommy decides to intervene and help. His family definitely needs some new composed person to let them rest and calm down.
“Can I see her first? Maybe I can find a way to calm her?” Tommy holds his hands to Izi, carefully, getting closer to Evan, who looks at Eddie.
Eddie erratically nods, “we are tired as hell and anxious so hard I’m hyperventilating. Tommy is at least calm and it can help her.”
Evan nods too and weakly smiles at him, but it barely touches his blue tired and red from tears eyes. His boyfriend passes his daughter to him and Izi looks at him with tears in her eyes and on her cheeks. Tommy’s heart breaks. Especially when after some silent seconds she starts crying again.
Her face is red and she’s warmer than Tommy would like to so he decides to check one thing he knows not many people expect their baby would suffer from at such a young age. So it is possible Evan and Eddie weren't thinking to do it.
Tommy puts his finger in her mouth, carefully touching her gums and cooing at his sweet baby when he feels how warm and swollen they are.
“Oh, my sweet princess, I’m so sorry,” he continues stroking her gums, allowing the baby to gnaw his finger with toothless gums. Her crying subsides more and more till it just little hiccups and some little happy noises.
“Yeah, how I thought, she's teething,” he says to two blinking and smiling at him, as if he’s God himself, men.
“Tommy, I can kiss you right now,” Eddie says and comes to him, smiling at his daughter who carefully smiles at him too, but keeps munching on his finger. “Platonically!!! Absolutely platonically,” he adds to Evan, smirking at his friend.
Evan just shakes his hand exasperatedly at him, frowning when he gets to him, hugging him behind, leaving a little kiss on his neck and flipping Eddie off.
It makes him and Eddie laugh, but not Evan.
“But-but she's only two months old. Why is she teething so early?”
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post US election hangover WIP Wednesday
thanks for tagging me @nisbanisba @carlos-in-glasses @captain-gillian
this whole US election mess is giving me war flashbacks to the Dutch election from last year with unfortunately a similar outcome... and the less said about that the better. I'm normally a news junkie, but today I turned off the breaking news notifications. I've had enough of things happening for now.
I'm also a big fan of sticking my head in the sand and pretending certain things don't exist so I've been writing ficlets all day - mainly for bucktommy (the brainrot is real at the moment) but here's a little something for tarlos with Judd that's been living in my drafts for a while. I don't really remember where I was going with it but maybe this will get the creative juices flowing enough to finish it.
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“Whose face are you picturing?”
Judd looked up and saw TK leaning against one of the machines in the firehouse gym.
“My own. But I’m not in the mood to talk.”
“Ok.” TK shrugged and sat down on a bench with the weights. “I’ll just sit here and watch then.”
“You want to watch me work out?”
“No, not you. My dad is trying to convince Carlos he’s allowed to use the gym here instead of paying for the one down town.” He explained. “And I do want to watch him work out.” He grinned and winked at Judd.
“Can’t a man just work out in peace here without you making eyes at your fiancé?”
“Sorry, not today.”
Judd rolled his eyes and focused on getting a few more punches in on the bag. If he could just work through his frustrations in peace, the world would be a better place.
“Yes Carlos I’m sure. I’m the captain here and I officially give you permission. You’ll be my son in law in just a few weeks, you’re family.” Owen said, gently pushing Carlos into the gym.
“It’ll only be a few weeks. Just until the gym at the station is done. It’ll be done when we get back from our honeymoon.”
“You can just keep using it after that too, nobody here minds. And like I said, you’re family.” Owen turned him around and patted his shoulder. “Have fun.” He said and left, leaving Carlos standing in the doorway.
TK got up and walked over to him, slipping his arms around his waist.
“If dad says it’s ok, it’s ok.” He insisted. “Come on, we can work out together.”
Carlos raised an eyebrow.
“What? Here? Now?”
“Not that kind of work out. We can do that in the bunk room.” TK teased, a little too loud so Judd would overhear.
“As long as you do it on your own bed and not when I want to sleep, I don’t care.” Judd told them and turned back to the punching bag.
“You alright Judd?” Carlos asked, walking further into the gym and somewhat timidly setting up one of the treadmills.
“Judd is in a mood but he doesn’t want to talk.” TK explained, sitting back down on the weights bench.
“Judd just wants to work out in peace without some smart ass know it all bothering him.” Judd snapped but TK ignored him.
“I can go…” Carlos trailed off.
“No you’re alright. It’s your fiancé that doesn’t know how to keep his mouth shut.”
“I’m not doing anything! I’m just sitting here admiring my future husband in his workout clothes.”
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tagging: anyone who wants to share something to make the sucky parts of life suck a little less today.
And also my askbox is always open for prompts! (for tarlos or bucktommy - but please no crossovers because i suck at those)
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Several Sentences Sunday
wasn't tagged but I have several sentences and they wanted to be written instead of sleeping so now I'm posting them. Entirely unedited on account of it being late. This is somewhat inspired by the recent bucktommy mpreg hype, and is part of my werecat au
Tommy feels sick and it is not just because of the morning sickness. He didn’t plan to get pregnant; he'd honestly been kind of sure he couldn’t anymore. Not with the suppressants he’d taken in the military; they had actually been banned a few years ago for being unsafe. Not with the suppressants he’d taken for as long as he’d been at the 118 without ever getting his bloodwork checked. He’d actually acknowledged that he was an omega when he’d started at the 217, had worked through what that meant and come to accept himself. And part of then had been going to a specialised doctor who’d prescribed him newer, healthier suppressants and cautioned him to actually use the LAFD mandated quarterly heat leave for what it was meant for. It had been weird at first but also enjoyable and quite revelatory in a lot of ways. Recently he’d been sharing his heats with the loves of his life and that sure had let his enjoyment skyrocket. He’d also shared Eddie’s heat, which had been new and exciting and a lot of fun too.
And therein lay the problem: Eddie wanted to get pregnant, not Tommy. Eddie, who had also been on the toxic Army suppressants too. Eddie, who had been taking suppressants without pause until he’d been found out when he’d been in the hospital after being shot. Eddie, who had been shot through the abdomen in Afghanistan. The doctors thought he might still be able to carry but they were not sure. And so far Eddie was not pregnant.
But Tommy was; he was pregnant and Eddie wanted to be. He would not take this away from Eddie though, he would not overshadow him. So he’d left. Told his boyfriends that they should take a break or something along the lines and left. It was really stupid since they’d been at his house but Eddie had not given up his little house yet – and probably wouldn’t now – and Tommy still had the key.
He’d let himself into the house, and he’d allowed himself to curl up on Eddie’s bed that still carried their intermingled scents. This was probably the last opportunity he’d get because he had asked for a break but he knew that he should break this off entirely before they would and his heart would be broken. Deep down he knew that it was too late for that already. He stripped out of his clothes and shifted and curled up as tightly as he could, nose pressed against the pillows that carried Eddie and Evan’s scents.
Tommy had expected to get some messages after he had left so hurriedly – he saw them lighting up the screen of his phone; it was only Evan though. But he had not expected for the door to be opened and closed quite aggressively and for Eddie to storm in, looking furious. Just Eddie though, nobody following him.
“Yeah, Buck’s not here,” Eddie said, glowering. “He has a shift and our boyfriend just left us after asking for a break and didn’t even wait around long enough for us to talk.”
Eddie ran a hand over his face and through his hair. He sat down on the edge of the bed with a sigh, his back to Tommy.
“You know he’s afraid of being abandoned,” Eddie said quietly. And so was Eddie, though he had a hard time admitting it out loud. And Tommy too, even though he could hardly even admit it to himself. “What brought this on? Did we do something wrong?”
The last thing Tommy wanted to do was talking about this but to see Eddie – his boyfriend, one of the men he had been courting – sitting there like this, looking small and unsure made him shift before he could really think about it.
“I’m pregnant,” he blurted out and Eddie’s head whipped around.
“What?”
“I’m pregnant,” Tommy said again and he had to look away. “I don’t…“ He could not finish that sentence, didn’t even know what he wanted to say.
The mattress moved around a bit as Eddie settled down right next to him and then gentle fingers turned Tommy’s chin towards him. For a moment Tommy wanted to accuse Eddie of stealing his moves but this was not a time to get playful. Tommy had probably lost any right to that.
“You are pregnant?” Eddie asked and there was something tentative on his face. Maybe almost hopeful?
Tommy just nodded, gently jostling Eddie’s hand that now lay fully against his jaw.
“I didn’t think you could–“
“Neither did I.”
“How do you feel about this? Panicking aside, of course,” Eddie added, because he was nothing if not a little shit.
“I–I don–I,” Tommy tried and then took a deep breath. “I don’t know? I never thought I would or could be pregnant so I never thought about what I’d do. And if I do this I know I can’t do it alone but–“
“But what?” Eddie challenged him. “You’d think we’d leave you for being pregnant?” He sounded indignant; he sounded pissed again. “Why?”
Tommy took a moment to gather his thoughts and when he did he took Eddie’s hand that was still on his face and held it in both of his. “You wanted to get pregnant again,” he said softly and something moved across Eddie’s face. “And now I am. This was supposed to be your moment, not mine.”
“Fuck you!” Eddie said but his hand grasped Tommy’s tightly. “I would be happy for you – for all of us! I am!” He deflated again, about to pull back and Tommy’s heart was about to sink but– “If this is what you want, that is.”
“I don’t know yet,” Tommy whispered. “I don’t–“
“That’s fine,” Eddie said and kneeled so that he can grasp Tommy’s face with both hands, ever so gently. “You know that Buck would be overjoyed, and I would be too, but if you don’t want to keep it that’s fine.”
“But it’d feel wrong when you are trying to become pregnant and I am considering–“
“Tommy,” Eddie said and kissed him, very sweetly. “This is about you and not about me. If you want to keep it, you keep it and we will support you. If you don’t, we will support you too. But please talk to us before you run away again.”
“Yeah?”
Instead of answering, Eddie wrapped his arms around him and Tommy’s pulled into his chest. His arms automatically wrap around Eddie too and he pulled him closer.
“Yeah,” Eddie said. “And if you still want to take a break from this relationship then you’ll have to let me go because my heat is rapidly approaching and this is not helping.”
Fuck. Tommy totally forgot about Eddie’s heat; the reason he was not on shift with Evan right now. He did not let go.
Three weeks later, Tommy came home to Eddie practically shoving a pregnancy test in his face. A positive pregnancy test.
“You’ll be a father twice, Tommy,” Eddie says and beams at him.
#buddietommy#polyfire#bet#my writing#werecat au#omega tommy kinard#omega eddie diaz#omegaverse#911 fanfic#pregnant tommy kinard#pregnant eddie diaz#mpreg
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bachelor party buddie fics
this list has different rated fics, so please look at the rating make sure to kudos/comment on these amazing works :)
counting pulses by: tinyydancerr "eddie diaz’s life is going great. he’s in therapy, he’s got a great girlfriend, a great kid, his friend is getting married to the woman of his dreams, and his best friend just came out to him. now his best friend is dating their new friend. things are going great. he promises." word count: 63k rating: teen and up important tags: slow burn, minor buck/tommy, minor eddie/marisol, jealously, gay!eddie diaz, coming out, therapy, internalised homophobia, pining, fake dating
drink up (you're on wasted on me) by: okanus "eddie and buck hook up at the bachelor party. difficulties ensue." word count: 9.7k rating: explicit important tags: flirting, sexual tension, infidelity, drunk sex, grinding, hand jobs, praise kink, possessive!eddie diaz tightrope (the difference of you) by: kiazareni "aka that thing angela bassett said that oliver told her about the bucktommy kiss inspired me, god bless, so i got rid of tommy and rambled for 11k words about buck and eddie kissing drunk at the bachelor party and then not using their words about it" word count: 11k rating: teen and up important tags: making out, miscommunication, getting together, idiots in love
you and tequila make me crazy by: cranberrymoons "in which buck and eddie lose chimney because they're drunk and horny" word count: 1.5k rating: mature important tags: drunken flirting, almost kiss, sexual tension, pre-relationship don't wanna let you love somebody else but me by: fleetinghearts "chris wants dating advice and it turns out taking your best friend on a pretend date to practice being as romantic as possible is not a good idea in theory or in practice, considering the pesky being-in-unrequited-love of it all" word count: 14k rating: teen and up fake dating, fluff, season 7 spec, getting together, idiots to lovers, confessions, making out lay your cards down, down, down by: 42hrb "buck and eddie get drunk at chim's bachelor party and wake up married." word count: 6.3k rating: mature important tags: las vegas wedding, friends to husbands, flirting, gambling, drunken kissing, non-explicit sex i want to be your fantasy (maybe you could be mine) by: 42hrb “yeah, just - well,” eddie stopped just outside the doors, a hand on buck's arm to stop him from going inside. “buck i have to tell you something and you’re not allowed to say shit about it okay?” “of-of course,” buck was a little worried at how serious eddie was being, but it probably wasn't anything that bad if he was going to tell buck something and then go into a pole dancing class. “i’m going to be really good at this class,” eddie said, his voice low. “because one of my jobs before moving to l.a. was stripping. you’re the first person who didn’t work at the club or go to the club to know that and I’d prefer if it stayed that way" word count: 7.2k rating: explicit important tags: former stripper!eddie diaz, pole dancing, lap dancing, fluff, smut, hand jobs
#911 abc#eddie diaz#evan buckley#buck x eddie#buck x eddie fic#911 show#911 fandom#buddie fic#buddie fic rec#evan buck buckley#buddie fanfics#buddie fics#buddie smut#buck x eddie smut#911 fic rec
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9-1-1 Tag Game
tagged by @bucksbignaturals and @bidisasterevankinard thank you💜
Rules: answer your opinion on these nine topics, then tag nine other people to give their opinion as well
Favorite Character: Evan Buckley
Character You Relate to the Most: … Evan Buckley (I’m needy and live for praise and want to help people and know a whole heap of random facts and I’m neurodivergent and I get jealous even tho I shouldn’t and I want people to like me… only difference is he’s over 6 feet tall and I am 5 feet 0 😅🤣)
Favourite Episode: Buck Begins and the tsunami episodes. I love Buck and I love Buck trauma so… but there’s so many good episodes and I love Jinx and Cursed so much too
Hottest Take: are we trying to start more drama?😭 hot take is that uh people can write/think/post about characters however they like it can be completely ooc but they can write it because it’s fanFICTION and they do it for free and we gotta stop policing other people’s fiction when they’re just trying to have fun too 😔 you’re allowed to not agree but just click the back button instead of starting something because like I said it’s FICTION. Let people be happy!!!
Favorite Lone Star Character: i don’t watch lone star but i know that the answer will be TK for a lot of the same reasons as Buck.
Favorite Ship: man this is hard because Buddie has and always will hold a special place in my heart and got me in this fandom but also Bucktommy really changed fandom for me and allowed me to grow and inspired my writing and art so much
Most Underrated Character: May!! I love May so so much. Also Ravi and Albert! Agh I miss them. Also Denny! Such a sweet boy and amazing brother 🥹🥹 also I miss Chris so much.
Most Underrated Ship: Hmmm honestly EddieJosh can be pretty fun lol. Also Bobby&Michael as a platonic ship is everything they’re so funny together.
One Thing You’d Love to See: More Buck trauma. Huh? Did you hear something? I meant to say all the characters happy… Also I want Chris back right now please and thanks I hate that storyline :(
A few no pressure tags: @steadfastsaturnsrings @lavenderleahy @buckhastwohands @diazsdimples @hippolotamus @slightlyobsessedwitheverything @laundryandtaxesworld @buddiekinard @sherlocking-out-loud @monsterrae1 @daffi-990 @wikiangela
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#would explain buck’s bank account#^prev#tommy: i’m working at the wrong station (OH MY GOD IT’S SLUTTY EGGS GUY’S KITCHEN be cool be cool be SO UNBELIEVABLY COOL—)#buck was making good monetization money before but now he’s got that headless shirtless oiled-up hunk dividend??#tommy ‘i don’t [have daddy issues]’ kinard is definitely his sugar baby#bucktommy (@26-cats-in-a-trenchcoat)
These tags are great because--although I don't know if I could mesh it with this au--I've already been drowning myself in trope subversion sugar baby!Tommy Kinard thoughts for like two weeks now, lol.
It just works! Buck's got all this mysterious expendable income and no one can figure out if he's a trust fund kid or constantly living on the edge of total financial ruin (or both simultaneously). But all that doesn't matter at the moment because he's got this smoke-show boyfriend who's committed to him romantically and is so mature, and capable, and seemingly got all his shit together. And Buck, well Buck's always liked to show off; so it doesn't take much for him to start stocking his fridge with the hoppy IPAs Tommy prefers, and showing up to their morning dates with his perfected coffee order (he never lets Tommy pay him back) and a bag full of pastries from the bougie Portuguese bakery Tommy usually reserves for special occasions.
Of course there's Buck’s penchant for the rich Italian cuisine Bobby taught him to cook and suddenly Tommy's starting to feel all of Buck's extra attention around his midsection, specifically. So they have to have the conversation that goes something like:
Tommy, testing the waters--"If you don't put the breaks on I'm going to start thinking you're fattening me up on purpose."
Buck looking at him with wide, glossy eyes and a pink-cheeked smile, like--“And that’s a bad thing?”
But he gets it, with Tommy staying in shape is about more than just looking good. So then Buck switches his tactics, the pastries go back to being a special occasion thing, and instead he sets out to become proficient in a whole new set of culinary arts, experimenting with lighter cuisines (mediterranean, middle eastern, various east asian dishes) and dragging Tommy to farmers markets in a burrow Tommy would normally never venture into in fear that they'd smell the trailer park kid on him from miles away. Now, Buck's fridge is filled with the kombucha Tommy likes but wont buy himself and bushels of organic greens from farm-to-table initiatives so he can make Tommy his green juice in the morning.
And it's all a lot for Tommy who's spent most of his childhood, and a significant part of his adult life, safeguarding himself from people who doled out attention for entirely the wrong reasons, the same ones who always ended up being trouble if they felt like you owed them something. Tommy just ends up doubling down in the form of acts of service and their whole dynamic gets thrown off the rails for a bit with their competing levels of intensity: Buck not understanding why Tommy can't just accept nice things, and Tommy not understanding why Buck might want to give him a gift without expecting Tommy to like, vacuum his apartment in return.
When it finally comes up, Buck is simply reiterates--"I want you to feel comfortable here."
And Tommy's like-- "Comfortable? If you keep doing this I'm never going to leave.”
“Maybe that's what I'm going for," Buck replies with more hesitancy that Tommy expects after all that peacocking.
So Tommy just takes Buck's hand in his own and assures him, "You know you don't have to buy me things to get me to stay right? You're enough, Evan."
Buck squeezes it back and assures-- "And you don't have to do things for me to be allowed to stay."
Anyway, in my head it all culminates in Buck getting to be a good boy for his daddy, and Tommy learning to let his boy take care of him (and also Buck responds better to words of affirmation anyhow..)
tl;dr they both have daddy issues and they heal each other through gift giving and acts of service and lots of nasty sex and praise 😌
One of my favourites headcannons the fandom seems to share is that during the cruise ship rescue Buck recognizes Tommy from a sexy firefighter calendar he featured in while still at the 118 and that it's partially responsible for Buck developing such a strong interest in Tommy so quickly.
But, I find it equally funny to imagine Buck having one of those tiktok accounts where ripped men post borderlind pornographic videos of themselves finger blasting oiled up chiken or whatever while they craft a meal that looks like it belongs on the menu of a three Michelin star restaurant--tight apron, no shirt, good lighting, horny camera work, whatever tiktok song is trending in the background--the whole nine yards. (I'm imagining something along the lines of this guy's videos).
And the whole time poor Tommy’s trying to keep them all in one piece while flying head first into a hurricane, in his head there's just a mantra of: "is that the guy who makes the slutty eggs? Is that the guy who makes the slutty eggs? Is that the guy--"
(As it turns out Buck is indeed that guy)
Now there's an extra bit at the end of all his videos where Buck sets the plate down infront of a headless hunk seated at his kitchen island who makes a lot of appreciative moaning noises while he devours whatever Buck just prepared for him.
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