#i'm loving the bucktommy fics

[jackluvsdaniel]

ugh why are you wasting your time reading Buck and Tommy? I thoguht you shipped buddie. I hate Tommy and I hope they kill him off.

This is sad. I am sad for you.

[loulovingho]

Make It Ours

aka the one where Tommy asks Buck to move in

It started a little ridiculously. Buck didn't usually decorate his place for Halloween, but in his excitement over Bobby being back he'd gotten way too much for the firehouse and had a lot left over. So he took some paper bats home and hung them from his ceiling.

That should have been the end of it.

“We've got enough candy for a small army, I'm sure,” Buck said, resting his head on Tommy's chest, a hand softly rubbing over his pec.

“We don't really have any kids that come out to Harbor. A few of the kids whose parents are on shift will stop by, but that's about it.”

“Were you a Halloween fan growing up?” Buck asked, chills running up his spine as Tommy's fingers massaged his scalp.

“Oh yeah. We didn't really have the money to afford costumes, but I'd make stuff from old sheets or clothes that didn't fit me anymore. There was one year where-” Tommy stopped suddenly, and Buck looked up at him to see him staring out over the loft. “Are your bats animatronic?” he asked.

Buck's eyebrows furrowed. “What?”

Tommy nodded his head in their direction. “They're moving.”

“Oh,” Buck glanced back briefly. “Probably the air coming on. Makes them swing sometimes.”

Tommy halfway settled back into the bed, but it didn't last very long, because soon enough one of those “decorations” started flying directly into the bedroom. Then there was another, and another.

“Evan, you have bats!” Tommy exclaimed.

“I- oh my God, I have bats!”

Ironically, Tommy did not love all things that flew. Buck had known this since they went to the zoo two months into their relationship and ventured into the butterfly exhibit. That's when he saw Tommy dripping with sweat, barely taking a breath and clutching Buck's hand until he asked what was wrong.

And now, watching a 6'2 man made mostly out of muscle race to put on a shirt and shorts, foregoing underwear completely, so he could duck out of the loft with a yelp was truly fascinating.

The fact that he only stopped briefly to give Buck a kiss and tell him to grab his things and meet him at his place was the icing on the cake.

That man was inside me twenty minutes ago, Buck thought, a baby bat swooping above him. He felt nothing but pride.

Within an hour, he was bringing a suitcase and work duffel into Tommy's place. Tommy, on his part, had emptied him two extra drawers to go along with the one he already had there. He'd made space for him in the bathroom as well, and cleared a section of the kitchen counter because, “I figured you'd bring some of your cooking stuff with you.”

He wasn't wrong.

It took a few weeks for the bat issue to be resolved, due to the fact that Buck's landlord was out of town and no one else seemed to know what to do.

Once the place had been cleared of the bats, it took extra time for Buck to be able to air out his place and clean the droppings that had been so graciously left behind.

It didn't help that he had a pretty busy schedule, taking extra shifts before he knew he'd have a bat problem.

Eventually, Buck ran out of reasons to keep himself at Tommy's place.

One morning, as he got ready for his 24 and Tommy got ready for his 48, he decided it was time. “I think my place is now free and clear of everything the bats left behind,” he said, pouring coffee into Tommy's travel mug, then swapping it out for his own. “I'll be able to pick up all my stuff after my shift and get out of your hair.”

“Hm," Tommy hummed. "You should just move in here." It was so nonchalant it sounded the same as when he ordered his usual from the taco bar down the street.

Buck froze mid pour. “I- I should what?”

“Move in with me,” he repeated with a shrug, “if you want.” He walked over to Buck and pressed a kiss to his temple. “Think about it, Babe. I gotta go. Love you.”

“Yeah, I- I... I love you too.”

Tommy grabbed his mug off the counter and headed out the door, leaving Buck feeling like a deer in headlights.

Part of him wanted to chase Tommy out the door and ask, “How dare you ask so casually?!” The other part was eternally grateful Tommy exited briskly and gave him time to think it over.

Because, wasn't it too soon? He'd only ever done this moving in together thing one other time, and that wasn't exactly for a good reason.

They'd only said I love you for the last couple months. The words still sounded new, still made his heart swell every time they came out of Tommy's mouth. Still blushed when he said it back.

And did Tommy actually mean it? He did have a dry sense of humor that was sometimes easy to miss. Maybe this was one of those times. It was just a joke and he was meant to brush it off with a laugh.

He wasn't sure how long he actually stood there with a half filled mug of coffee in front of him, but eventually his phone dinged and pulled him out of his thoughts.

Stop panicking. Yes, I meant it. Seriously, just think about it.

Buck rolled his eyes, but couldn't help the smile that rose on his face.

Hate you. Be safe.

He only had to wait a few seconds for a reply.

Love you too. You be safer.

*****

“I'm kind of freaking out,” Buck said as Maddie grabbed her lunch from the fridge.

“Why are you freaking out?”

“Tommy asked me to move in with him.”

She paused briefly, eyebrows going up as she stood at the counter. “Really?”

“Yeah, yeah. Wh- Why really? You think it's too soon, don't you? It's too soon. That's what I thought when he asked, well suggested is more like it. He suggested I move in, and then told me to think about it, and then he left for work and then I left for work. And he told me not to panic and that he actually meant it, but-”

“Buck, I didn't mean anything by my really,” she interrupted, reaching out and squeezing his hand. “Honestly, I figured that was gonna happen once you stayed with him during the whole bat thing.”

“Really?” he asked, surprised. “I- I mean, you did?”

“You already spend more time at his place than your own. The bats were taken care of, what, almost a week ago?”

“Yeah.”

“And how many nights have you stayed at your place since then?”

“Well... Well, I had to work a couple of those days,” he tried to reason, “and then it made more sense to go to his place because we wanted to see each other but we were both tired from work.”

“You don't have to explain yourself, Buck,” she assured him. “I'm only saying it's not actually all that surprising.”

When Buck didn't look any more relieved than when he'd come into the call center, Maddie continued, “Have you made a pro/con list?”

He pulled a piece of paper from his back pocket and laid it on the countertop for Maddie to take. “Of course I did.”

She picked it up and read it over. “Great butt is number three? Did not need to know that.”

“It- It's a very detailed list,” he replied seriously.

“I can see that,” she agreed. “Although I can't help but notice there are no actual cons on this list.” She slid the paper back to him.

“That's why I'm freaking out.”

“Is this a bi crisis?” Josh asked, walking into the break room. “Because, if so, I feel like I should be involved. Also, I've been listening and I have something to say. May I?”

Buck nodded his head, resting his hands on the countertop. “Please. I- I could use all the help I can get.”

“Great. First of all, why are you trying to talk yourself out of it?”

“Because... Because, seven months ago I didn't even know I was bi, and then there was Tommy. And it's been great. He's funny, and kind, and he listens, and he's so hot-"

"Okay," Maddie waved for him to move on.

"Even when we argued, you know, we stuck around and worked it out. It's the healthiest relationship I've ever been in. It's the happiest relationship I've ever been in.”

“God, this sounds awful,” Josh deadpanned.

“Yeah, listen, Buck, if you don't want him I'll take him,” Maddie added with a smile. “I don't think Howie would mind.”

Buck grinned. “I'm just saying, it all seems so fast. I keep trying to think of reasons to say no, or wait a few more months, but I- I can't.”

“Okay, maybe you can't think of a reason to say no, because there's no good reason to say no,” Josh replied. “How's it been staying with him while the bats took over your place?”

“It's... It's been great. I thought there would be a big adjustment, but there really wasn't. He hasn't seemed bothered by my stuff being there, and it's been nice having someone to, ya know, come home to,” he added, a blush rising on his cheeks.

“Have you had any of the big conversations yet?” Maddie asked. “You know, kids, marriage, stuff like that?”

“Mhm. We agree on everything.”

Josh glanced at Maddie before replying. “I really don't see the problem here, Buck.”

“You don't think it's too soon?”

“I think,” Josh sighed. “I think life is really short, which you probably know better than anybody. And if Tommy makes you as happy as it sounds like he does, then you're the only one stopping you from that happiness.”

Buck rubbed the back of his neck, letting out a deep breath. “Sometimes, I still feel like a fraud,” he admitted. “Like it all came too easy. You know, I- I've heard how rough it was for Tommy to come out and all the crap he went through for years. I figure out I like guys and get a boyfriend in the same day, six months later he's asking me to move in and I can picture my entire life with him.”

“I think that's your brain messing with you,” Josh said. “Because to me, it sounds like you've had thirty-three years of searching for something that feels real, and good, and settled. And you've found it with Tommy.”

Maddie nodded. “I agree. He's good to you, Evan. Everyone can see you two love each other. I can honestly say I've never seen you happier or more sure of yourself. You don't need to doubt that. You need to let yourself have a win.”

A smile started to grow on Buck's face. He was pretty sure he'd already made up his mind, but there was still one thing that worried him. “What if it doesn't work out?”

“Then you do the opposite of what you're about to do,” Josh answered simply, “and you move back out.”

*****

Tommy already knew Buck was at his place before he got inside. The giant Jeep in his driveway was always a dead giveaway.

Half of him expected Buck's things to be neatly packed up by the door, ready to move back into his loft until his lease was officially up.

The other half expected him to be sitting on the couch with a downcast look on his face that said I'm not ready to move in with you without having to actually say it.

What he didn't expect was the door to swing back on him due to it slamming into boxes.

Once he managed to hold the door open and scoot inside, he looked around at well over twenty boxes that were littered around the entryway of his place, leading into the living room.

“Evan?” he called out, a smile already on his face.

“Here!” he exclaimed, exiting Tommy's bedroom and hurrying down the hall. “Here, I'm here! So-” Buck paused briefly to give Tommy a peck on the lips, then continued through the maze of boxes as he headed for the kitchen, Tommy following behind. “This isn't everything, obviously, but I don't actually think I'll be bringing all that much from my place. The bats pooped on a lot. Like, a whole lot. Plus, I like your furniture. The kitchen will have to have some new appliances, but I already ordered what the bats, you know, pooped on. You need to let me know what appliances have a family history for you- if that's a thing- before I throw them out. Some of this stuff is, well, it's terrible. Why don't you sharpen your knives, Tommy? Mind blowing. I know the boxes are kinda a mess, but I didn't want to unpack without you because that feels like me just taking over, ya know, and I don't wanna-”

Buck was stopped by Tommy grabbing hold of his hand and pulling him in close. He wrapped his arms around Buck's waist, and Buck's arms rested over Tommy's shoulders.

“I'm guessing this is a yes to moving in?” Tommy asked, nose scrunching up in a smile.

Buck let out a deep breath, grinning back. “Yes. It- It's a yes.”

“You didn't freak out too much?”

“I didn't freak out at all,” Buck protested weakly.

“Evan.”

“Okay, I freaked out a little,” he replied, ducking his head, “but not for the reasons you think.”

Tommy tilted Buck's chin so their eyes met. “What reasons?”

“I... The fact there wasn't a reason to say no. I- I freaked because it felt like it should feel too soon, but it didn't. It doesn't. It feels right.”

That's when Tommy leaned in for a kiss far less chaste than the one Buck had given him when he opened the door.

“Do we have to start unpacking tonight?” Tommy asked when they parted, resting their foreheads against one another.

Buck shook his head. He brought his hands to the nape of Tommy's neck and drew him in again, his tongue parting Tommy's lips. Clumsily, they began making their way toward their bedroom without letting one another go.

“Maybe we could work on christening the place then?” Tommy suggested, his nose brushing up against Buck's cheek. “For good luck or whatever.”

“Mmm,” Buck moaned, grabbing at the hem of Tommy's shirt and pulling it over his head quickly, tossing it on top of a box. “You have the best ideas, roomie.”

Tommy snorted at that, his head tossing back in laughter. “God, I love you.”

Somehow, they managed to make it to the bedroom, and Buck gently pushed Tommy down before crawling over him, leaning down to whisper against his lips, “I love you too.”

[sloasis]

As someone who recently discovered this year that he's polyamorous I loveeee to see that buddietommy is popular within the fandom . I love a gay threeway . I love the idea of Buck and Tommy and Eddie together . I love the idea that in Buck , bothered and bewildered you actually couldn't tell who he was jealous of at first , it was so ambiguously polyamorous because Buck was just being soooo chaotic and was clawing at the bars of his enclosure for BOTH of Eddie and Tommy's attention

[wikiangela]

tease tidbit tuesday

tagged by @thewolvesof1998 @elvensorceress @diazsdimples @tizniz @bidisasterevankinard @spotsandsocks @jesuisici33 @dangerpronebuddie 💖💖

started another bucktommy wip 🙈 they consumed me, and im not even mad haha

I was just thinking at work and thought about buck telling tommy about the will (this is gonna get there i promise lol and I think the sperm donor thing too bc this is bucktommy endgame fic and buck wants it all out there haha)

ngl im lowkey annoyed bc I had a whole convo in my head and it was so good, but couldn't write it down and forgot half of it, but I think it came back to me more or less haha

___

In Buck's defense, he doesn’t mean to ask this question right then. It just slips out. He's lying in the big, strong arms of his very hot, amazing boyfriend, both sweaty and still breathless. He’s blissed out and fucked out, and so content and still dizzy after a mindblowing orgasm. He doesn’t have a lot of control over his thoughts and words right now. So he surprises even himself when the question flies out of him.

“Do you want to have children?” he asks casually, absentmindedly playing with their intertwined fingers where they're splayed on his chest.

“What?” Tommy asks, surprise and even shock evident in his voice, and only then Buck realizes what he said, and he feels his eyes widen and face starts to burn, and he stares at the ceiling, but feels Tommy’s gaze on the side of his head.

“I- I- I mean, like ever, some day, down the line- not like- I mean, you know, I- I just thought we should talk about it if- if- if it’s going where I hope it’s going- because I- we’ve been together for a while and I hope that- I think I-” he starts rambling and stumbling over his words, panicking just a little bit. Fuck, they’ve been doing so good the past few months, it’s honestly his best relationship he’s been in, probably the longest, too, and now he goes and screws it up by being too much, too soon, too serious-

“Evan.” Tommy’s hand lands on his cheek, and he gently turns Buck’s head towards himself. He meets Tommy’s soft gaze, and relaxes a little instantly. Tommy doesn’t look freaked out, just surprised, but there’s a hint of a smile dancing on his lips.

___

no pressure tags: @thebravebitch @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @watchyourbuck @eowon

@loserdiaz @evanbegins @ladydorian05 @wildlife4life @diazpatcher

@lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @weewootruck @loveyouanyway @spagheddiediaz

@rainbow-nerdss @epicbuddieficrecs @pirrusstuff @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @nmcggg

@rogerzsteven @giddyupbuck @tommykinards @underwaterninja13 @exhuastedpigeon

@911-on-abc @steadfastsaturnsrings @theotherbuckley @buddieswhvre @fortheloveofbuddie

@hoodie-buck @your-catfish-friend @hippolotamus @daffi-990 @honestlydarkprincess

@aroeddiediaz

[derangedsynthpop]

i'm so fucking devastated right now. i'm shaking. i feel sick. i can't stop fucking crying. i hate this i hate this i hate this. and i know. i know i shouldn't have been investing so much of my happiness in a fictional couple, but god. as a gay man they were everything to me. they were everything i could see myself having someday and now it's gone. it's over. i can't handle this. i'm so fucking pissed at the writers. this is such utter fucking bullshit i can't. i can't. i'm angry and upset and confused and just... devastated.

[bugboybuck]

there's a part of me that is just DYING to write my take on a s1 bucktommy au where tommy's still at the 118 when buck joins but every time i sit down to start it i get hung up on how different they both were back then (especially with tommy being in the closet) and i'm like 🧐🧐 wait how can i even make this WORK the way they do as they are now. bc so much of why i love them in s7 is how well i think it worked that tommy is this settled, confident guy who has experienced so much and developed so much by s7 and is ready to be the one taking big swings in love, and buck has also changed a lot and is actively seeking something missing in himself by the time they meet,,, and them meeting when tommy was still closeted and anxious and resistant to revealing that part of himself while also buck was still closed off to his own issues and trying to bandage over all the problems in his life would have been so different,,,, but at the same time i can't get over how iconic buck getting a meredith gray intern-accidentally-sleeping-with-my-boss arc in combo with discovering his sexuality and his his s1 self-destructive behaviour could have been ??? much to think abt (but also it just goes to show how powerful the character development is on this show that the characters have developed so much over the seasons i'm kissing the writers with tongue)

[buckevantommy]

Agh too many options! Okay this is severely pared down and still a lot so, sorry or you're welcome idk 😅

👔👔👔

🎓🎓🎓

🥺🥺🥺

(your username is perfect for the suit one btw)

👔 — Tommy shows up at the firehouse in a suit. Buck has feelings about it.

"Do you have to go?" Evan doesn't break the bounds Tommy sets, keeping a small amount of distance between them even as he comes to stand between Tommy's thighs.

That pink, sulky pout and those lust-blown pupils and the wall of bothered heat radiating from Evan is almost enough to make Tommy forget about his responsibilities.

Almost.

Evan's hips sway forward and Tommy's hands move to meet them. Stop them. His aggrieved sigh fills the dense air. He doesn't have the kind of power to postpone today, but even if he did he wouldn't use it because they need his help with the defence and he gave his word.

"Would you really want me to blow them off?"

"I got somethin' you could blow.."

"Evan." He tries to sound stern, he really does— but he can't help the way he finds Evan's shameless desire delightful, and his fondness comes through in a smile.

The cocky little grin Evan busts out makes Tommy want to kiss him about it.

So he does.

He guides Evan in by the back of his neck and he all but melts against him, tries dropping his jaw to deepen the kiss, hands sneaking up Tommy's thighs—

"Mh— nope, c'mon." It's partially his doing, he won't deny that. But they can't keep going in sexy circles like this or he's going to be late even if he does manage to escape with a more or less clean suit. Standing, he maneuvers Evan back towards the closed door with ease, and with only minor resistence.

"No fair," Evan whines.

Tommy spies the clock on the wall. He really has to get going, and it's a struggle to not dive back in for another kiss as Evan leans back against the door, the long line of his body inviting, tempting. "From where I'm standing, I don't disagree." Because duty calls, so he takes Evan's hand and leads him out into the bright hallway, his mind a carousel of all the ways he could make this up to his boyfriend later that night, and reward himself in the process, too.

🎓 — College AU.

Buck finds the door open and no one inside. "Uh, h-hello?"

A poster pinned to the wall catches his eye: it's a man with an intimidating physique and the bare muscles of his chest and arms glistening in the sun. Buck can appreciate a good workout when he sees the fruits of that labour. He wonders what this guy does to maintain the kind of body that essentially doubles his size. 

He takes in the rest of the image, noting the suspenders and the hose and the helmet. A firefighter. It's a calendar of half-naked firefighters, the kind sold for charity. He wonders if one of the dormers is related to a firefighter and made everyone buy one, or if it was a gag gift, or maybe—

"Can I help you?"

Buck flinches at the voice behind him, dropping the calendar page and jerking away from it like he's been caught looking at something he shouldn't. He was snooping. "Um, I—" He whirls around so fast he knocks the shelf beside him, knocking a small box onto the floor and scattering its contents. "Shit— I-I'm so sorry." He's on his knees gathering up the—sticks of charcoal?—before he can think.

"Oh, that's— don't worry about it, really." The guy drops to a crouch, reaching for a few wayward pieces.

Their fingers brush where they both place the charcoal back in the little box. Buck pulls his hands back like he's been burned. "M'sorry, I just—" For the first time he gets a look at this guy. "I'm.. lookin' for Tommy?"

"Well, you found him."

There's a small quirk at the corner of Tommy's mouth like he finds Buck amusing but Buck can't really focus on that because he feels too hot all of a sudden. Is there no air-conditioning in this crappy dorm? "Uh. Hi."

Tommy's smile breaks free and crinkles his cheeks and the skin around his eyes a little. It's a really nice smile. "Hi. You got a name?"

"Bu—uh, E-Evan. Buckley."

"Good to meet you, Evan." Tommy pushes up from the floor and extends a hand down to Buck. He raises his brows expectantly, and. Well.

Buck grasps his hand firmly.

Not that he couldn't get up on his own, but Tommy was willing to help and it would be rude not to let him, right? It doesn't even occur to him that he should support most of his weight as Tommy pulls him to his feet—because he's not a small guy. But Tommy isn't exactly lacking in the physical department either; he could probably book a spot on that firefighter calendar if he wanted.

🥺 — Alternate Canon: just friends with pining!Tommy and “straight” Buck, hurt/comfort.

i'll have to leave this one for now. i can't find it in my gdocs or my tumblr drafts. i think it might be a rambling idea i put in the tags of a post i reblogged - but for the life of me i don't know what to search for to find it.. 🥺🫶

[thatmexisaurusrex]

I'm probably never going to write this, but I just have this terrible urge to write a side fic in the Denial-Verse where Tommy's mom leaves his dad and stays with Buck and Tommy for a period of time and it's them dealing with that. That would be so much, idk if I can do that to Denial-Verse Buck and Tommy, but it lives in my mind 😂

[loufuckers]

first off let me start by saying i don't mean for this post to be confrontational in any way, i firmly believe in "ship and let others ship" and everyone's free to write whatever they want

however, if your ao3 fic is mostly buddie and bucktommy is only mentioned or only there to breakup you shouldn't include bucktommy as a relationship and instead add past evan buckley/tommy kinard and maybe evan buckley/tommy kinard breakup as a tags right before all the other usual tags you'd use so this way your readers know you mention that relationship but it's not a focus of the fic and it doesn't appear on the bucktommy tag for people who want to read that particular ship but don't want to see buddie fanfictions

[saras-almanac]

BuckTommyWeekend Day 2: A figure from their past

BuckTommyWeekend Day 2: A figure from their past

Title:  What we have

Fandom:  911 (ABC)

Pairing:  Buck/Tommy

Summary:  Buck had complicated feelings after they run into Abby. Luckily, Tommy is there to comfort him. For the prompt: A figure from their past for @bucktommyweek

Notes: I have a lot of thoughts about Abby and her relationship with Buck (plus just thoughts on her character in general). And this is a part of something much longer I’d written but it was just bits and pieces—the meeting, the aftermath, Tommy talking with Athena or Maddie, this scene—just too much going on and too much to write in a day when my brain was still coming up with the actual idea for this. So this is what I’ve got.  

Tommy hadn’t thought much of this meeting Abby at the time. Apparently she was in town for some meeting or other for one of her stepdaughters and him and Evan had happened to run into her as they were leaving the restaurant they had brunch at.

Evan had gotten a bit quiet but smiled and politely introduced him as “This is Tommy,” before Abby started telling him about her life. It was about three minutes of a quick catch up before Evan and him continued on their way out and honestly, Tommy hadn’t thought it was strange.

But now It’s been over a week since he’d last seen Evan and he was trying not to worry or get caught up in his own head about what this all might mean. He was off today, so maybe Tommy could convince him to meet up for lunch or at least just talk later today.

Thankfully the doorbell rang at that moment, pulling Tommy out of his potential spiral.

He opened the door and there stood Evan, holding two coffees and a bag of food.

“I brought coffee and burritos,” Evan said.

Tommy ushered him in and followed him to the kitchen. “It’s been a minute. But I’m happy to see you.”

“Me too.” Evan set everything on the counter, dropping his duffel on the floor, and then turned to him, basically wrapping himself around Tommy.

“Is everything all right?”” Tommy asked.

“Yes,” Evan said. “I mean, it’s getting there?”

“Would you want to tell me about what you’re thinking about?” Tommy asked, pulling away and gently pushing Evan toward the stool by his counter. “While you eat a little something.”

Evan sat down but made no move toward his food. He sighed. “I told you about Abby. My ex. The one we ran into a couple weeks ago.”

Tommy nodded. “Yeah. I mean, a little.”

“Right, well seeing her sort of threw me off—Not because I’m dating you or freaking out about my bisexuality and stuff,” Evan rushed to reassure him. “It just… I guess it just brought a lot of old feelings, things that trigged some old insecurities. And I wasn’t expecting it. I mean, it’s been years and looking back, it’s not even like we were really together together so I don’t know really what happened.”

“Feelings can be surprising,” Tommy said. “They come back around in the strangest ways sometimes.”

“Yeah,” Evan said. “But I don’t even think about her anymore. I don’t. I’m not like in love with her or want her back or anything--I swear.”

“I didn’t think you did, but thank you for the reassurance,” Tommy said. “Seeing people who used to play a big part in our lives brings up a lot of emotions. And that’s okay.”  

“That’s what Dr. Copeland said too,” Evan said shaking his head. “I called her because it just triggered a lot of feelings, feelings of insecurity that I thought I’d dealt with. But when you come face-to-face with your biggest failure those feelings can come back.”

“You and Abby not working out is not a failure,” Tommy said.

“I know that. Now,” Evan said. “But it’s what happened when I saw her again. It was my first relationship where I did everything right. I followed everyone’s advice, everyone’s ideas, followed Abby’s lead. I did everything I was supposed to. And she left anyway. Which, I don’t have to tell you made me panic and worry about you, about us.”

“Well, I’d argue that we haven’t’ done anything right in the way that other people would have it or do it,” Tommy said, nudging Evan with his shoulder. “But I also can’t’ say that we’ve done nothing right because a look where we are, what we have.”

“That’s what I realized,” Evan admitted. “At least part of it.”

“What’s the other part?” Tommy asked.

“So it’s like this,” Evan said, amping up and already starting to gesture with his hands. “I think I thought so highly of Abby for so long, right? She was this woman who was mature and knew what she wanted and had a whole life and still wanted me; it’s like she made me better or at least want to be a better man. And after she left, I was terrified that she’d taken that part of me with her, the mature Buck, the guy who was dependable and worthy.”

Tommy clenched his jaw because he hated hearing Evan talk about himself in terms of worthiness or usefulness. Granted, it was a bit of the pot calling the kettle black, but Tommy usually operated under a “do as I say, not as I do” policy.

“And seeing her again, seeing her with you just put so much into perspective for me,” Evan said. “I always thought of her as my first real relationship, but seeing her next to you, knowing what we have, how you treat me, it finally dawned on me that we didn’t have a relationship. Or we did, but like not the one I wanted, the one I thought we had.”

Tommy gently moved the coffees out of the way. “And what was that?”

“I thought we had this amazing relationship where we could be ourselves, someone I could share myself with and someone who wanted that too,” Evan said. “But I think I was just a physical presence for her during a hard time in her life. Someone who was there, who helped shoulder some of the weight, and then someone she just left behind because I didn’t matter to her. Not like I wanted to.”

Evan sighed. “And then I just saw her standing next to you and couldn’t help but think about all the things you know about me, the things you like about me, and I realized that she never really knew me at all.”

“It doesn’t sound like she did,” Tommy said gently, carefully. “Because if she had, I doubt she’d have been able to leave.”

“See and that,” Evan said, reaching over to grab Tommy’s hand. “You’d never do that to me. To anyone really. You’d never just take off, knowing you were done with me, without telling me. Yeah, it would crush me to lose you, but you’d still at least tell me. You wouldn’t leave me hanging on, waiting for any words of our future when you had no plans to come back.”

Evan squeezed his hand between both of his. “I just, I love you so much and I feel so lucky to have you in my life that sometimes I panic that I’m not quite good enough for you. And I want to be.”

Tommy reached out, cradling Evan’s cheek in his hand. “You are good enough. You’re more than good enough for me.”

“Even when I’m having a crisis and stupidly keep myself from you for 12 days?” Evan asked.

“Even then,” Tommy assured him, pressing a quick kiss to his forehead.

[rosetterer]

just finished the sickfic i've been working on for a while now and rn, before editing, it's at 9426 words :)) (why, why can I never write something short and sweet??)

Anyway, here's the title and a little hint of what's to come:

[eugeniedanglars]

with the hiatus and the discourse and the annoying fans it becomes so easy to lose sight of the simple fact that buck and tommy are incredibly fun to watch onscreen together

[wikiangela]

🥵🥵🥵

9 sentences of the bucktommy smut for you! still not really sure about anything in this fic, but hopefully it's turning into something semi-good lmao

 “Can I blow you?” he adds, and it’s so sudden and quick, for a second Buck doesn’t even register it, too lost in Tommy’s touch. But when the words catch up to him, he releases the loudest moan. “God, please,” he whimpers, the thought of Tommy’s lips on him filling him with so much more needy desire, he just needs more more more. More Tommy, more of this, just more. “I think- I think I might die if you don’t.” He says and hears Tommy bark out a breathy laugh. “Well, that’s a little dramatic,” he teases, but he lowers his head, closer to Buck’s dick, the movements of his hand slowing down. When he speaks next, his hot breath ghosts over Buck’s flushed skin, his cock twitching with anticipation. “But we can’t let that happen, can we?” he purrs, and then his tongue is darting out and licking the pre-come off the slit, and Buck’s pretty sure his moan can be heard in the whole building.

tagging people who were also interested: @bidisasterevankinard @monsterrae1 @hippolotamus

[v88sy]

In my case, I really liked last nights episode, I think it was funny and with a couple of touching moments between Tommy and Buck. At the cemetery, the way Buck looked at him saying “people is what make life worth living”, it felt like setting them as long term… and I think it’s time for Buck to get settled (and in my opinion, at this point, buddie is not happening, with or without Tommy)

But then I’ve read OS interviews and I got scared about them possibly breaking up… 😂

I’ve tried to think about what could Buck figure out about Tommy’s past that makes him reevaluate their relationship… and I’m out of good ideas…

What do you think?

Oh, I absolutely caught that look while giving that line of dialogue at the cemetery. And yes, I do think it could definitely be seen as setting up something long term. Honestly, that scene is when I think they were at their best this episode. I know there is a lot to be said about the other scenes, and they have some great moments, but during the cemetery scene is when I think they felt the most at ease with each other, if that makes sense? Maybe because Buck literally wasn't as ease for the rest of the episode until that. 🤭

I absolutely agree that Buck needs to have that long term relationship where he's loved, taken care of, and happy. He deserves that.

Now, the articles...yeah, I read those too and panicked at first as well, but the thing you have to remember is that, truthfully and logically, no one knows what's gonna happen in the grand scheme of this series until the end credits roll on the final episode. Any one of the actors might need to or want to leave the show. Theoretically, any of the established, married couples might not even be together at the end of it all. (However, I really hope they are. I'm not wanting any of them to divorce.)

All Oliver was saying was he doesn't know what the end game is. He has to be noncommittal when talking about things like this, as he can't give anything away and can't set anything in stone that he doesn't even know.

And the other comment he made, we'll...he was just more so saying "if (this thing) were to ever happen, I'd like to maybe see (this other thing) play out." He's not saying it will, or that he even wants it to. He was just saying that if Buck were to ever find himself single (which, as much as we don't want that, it is and will always be something that is still possible for as long as the show is on the air) it might be fun to have Lucy take him to a gay club or something. (Thanks for confirming my personal head canon that Lucy is bi, whether you meant to or not.🤭)

Buddie....well, the thing people need to remember is that even if Buck were to be single, that does not automatically equate to buddie happening. Why? Well, for starters Eddie is straight and needs a lot of therapy before he can be a good partner to anyone. If there was ever a storyline that could be carried out in a natural way that made sense to the character, I wouldn't mind queer Eddie. But as it is, Ryan has declared multiple times that Eddie is straight and if that were to ever change in canon...I honestly don't think he'd be a good match for Buck. I think that one would be a dumpster fire, if you truly sit back and look and their personalities on screen and away from the page of AO3.

[wallabywhump]

I have a couple of asks in my inbox asking about the next update for "you still have my heart (i'll get it back)" and I don't want anyone to feel like I'm ignoring them, I just wasn't really sure how to reply for a minute.

I do have a status update, but it may not make everyone feel happy LOL

Trigger warning: mild medical stuff/chronic illness discussion and maybe a TMI/oversharing life update? LOL I'll put it under a cut so y'all can avoid it.

TL;DR/avoiding the trigger, for under the keep reading:

I've got a lot of hand pain at the moment due to a chronic illness, and have been struggling to write at the moment. So, I can't put a date on when the next chapter will be out.

Also, I'm going to be splitting the next chapter into two, to aid in it getting done. I promise I am trying to get it done as soon as possible. (Major apologies for the cliffhanger and delayed chapter!)

Please keep poking me in the inbox/@'s/dms though! It reminds me that people are looking forward to it and keeps the motivation there when my pain levels make me want to stop 💙💙

**

A few months ago I stumbled head first into a major flare up of my autoimmune disease and degenerative joint condition. Which usually doesn't mean much to me, I take medicine and the swelling goes down and I'm a mostly functional (if in more pain than usual) human being.

Unfortunately, this medicine hasn't helped. My fingers already have deformities to them, and they are getting worse to a noticable degree.

(If anyone finds this kind of stuff interesting, the deformities of my hands are: boutonniere deformity in three of my fingers, mallet finger in two of my fingers, a developing swan neck in a finger, hitchhiker thumb on both hands. Then, a joint spacing issue called "ulnar drift" which is where the fingers on the hand deviate towards the 'ulnar' i.e. bending 'outwards', my three outer most fingers on my right hand do this. Additional to this, I have permanent and progressive subluxation, a partial dislocation, of my wrists. These have developed over years, not just in this flare up, but sometimes people find them cool so thought I'd share!)

I had an appointment with my specialist mid last week, and found out I was meant to be getting a treatment of steroids into my joints a few weeks ago (when I raised increased pain concerns) but it wasn't done/they never gave me an appointment and moved me down the clinic list.

The need for this treatment has increased urgently with the decreased joint spacing in my MCP joints (that's just a fancy way of saying my fingers are moving/the joints are becoming more deformed.) However, even 'urgent' is still a few weeks wait.

My fingers and wrist, in the mean time, have been swelling to high heck and locking and being so painful I can't move them 😭😭😭

Again, this is usually not an issue for me, because I push through owwies all the time. But at my appointment last week, my specialist warned me that as a ~spry young person~ needing to have my fingers fused would not be fun, and I've already had my left wrist fused two years ago, so I probably want to avoid needing that.

All that to say, I can't really write at the moment, not consistently. It's sending some radiating pain up my arm and just generally not been fun.

This isn't my only chronic condition, unfortunately, it's just the one giving me the most grief at the moment lol.

On top of that, I have a...fairly busy family life at the moment, by the time I'm sitting down at the computer, ready and able to write, I'm just exhausted and in too much pain to really think about my long fic.

I'd been struggling with that pain for a couple weeks, and just pushing through to write because I enjoy writing, and I enjoy writing 9-1-1 fic specifically and I've not been so inspired to write for a while. But after being slapped with a long distance broom by some of my friends, I've taken it to heart and am taking it easy.

ON THE NOTE of the fic, the next chapter I had originally planned to be my final chapter, but I hit over 15k words of WIP on that chapter and a 'scene change' in true 9-1-1 fashion. I realised that I would be better off splitting it into two. So, it will most likely go up to 5 chapters? 2 more for the resolution, and then an epilogue.

I am prioritising my hand health, but I'm working on it at a slower pace, bit by bit. When I have the energy and the pain is lower, I'm writing down a few hundred words or just sitting to reread what I've got and working it out.

So, it's still being worked on (I haven't abandoned it and I'm not intentionally leaving you on a cliffhanger - I have loved seeing that everyone loved it/hated me for making them sad LOL, makes me so happy) just perhaps I'm better off not putting a date on it getting done because of how unpredictable my hands are at the moment.

Feel free to keep poking me in the inbox or sending me DMs about it! Or if people want to yell about it at me/want me to yell at them about it, I really appreciate it. I get so excited when I see any mention of it, because it's a reminder that even if I'm taking literally forever on the next chapter, people are looking forward to it and still want to read it.

(Thank you absolutely everyone for the love on the fic, it's been so overwhelming 💙💙💙 I'm working on the next chapter as quickly as possible!)

[oldfangirl81]

Fic idea

So we know there are intense discussions over Star Wars. What if Buck is underestimating the amount of geek Tommy is.

He spots a picture in Tommy's apartment of him in Star Wars cosplay. Multiple different ones in fact.

So Buck surprises Tommy with one of his own. He wouldn't mind recreating a scene or two.