#in my head buck is just someone for tommy to have some fun with. which. good for him!!

[harmless-variety-of-garden-snake]

You Came In Like a Fire, Burned All I Ever Knew

A long time ago (like five weeks) I went into @exhaustedpirate's inbox with an idea for a fic based on the fact that there's a couple of photos that they reblogged of Orville Peck that we both thought were Oliver Stark for a second. I finally finished it! I finished it a while ago, actually, but I didn't get a chance to edit until this last weekend. Josh Russo drags him out to a club for a Heroes and Villains night, talks some sense into him, and chases off patrons who think that Buck is everyone's favorite gay singing cowboy. At home, Buck listens to the music of said cowboy, gets real sad, and texts Tommy. It's mostly going to be on AO3, because it's almost 6k words. You can find that here.

When someone knocks on Buck’s door at 7 PM on a Friday, he doesn't expect it to be Josh. He definitely doesn't expect it to be Josh in a costume that makes him look sort of like a leather Bond villain with a mask.

“We're going out,” Josh says, pressing a mask to Buck’s chest. “To a club. Because your sister brought eight dozen scones to the office today, and you're fucking up my diet.”

Buck takes the mask and looks over his shoulder where he has a pie crust rolled out. “Okay, but—”

“That looks like something that I can put in the fridge while you put on something that makes you look like a hero or villain, because that's the event,” Josh says, pushing his way past Buck.

He chews on his bottom lip for a second. “Okay, but just—don’t handle the dough too much.”

Josh throws a dismissive wave over his shoulder. “I watch Bake Off, I know.”

Buck goes upstairs and stares at his clothes for a long time. He pulls out a pair of black jeans, a Batman logo shirt that Chris had gotten him, and a black button up. It's the closest he can get to a costume with zero notice unless he wants to break out his cowboy costume from Halloween. But thinking about that makes his skin itch from phantom boils and that feeling he gets when he wants to text Tommy.

When he's done getting dressed, he goes downstairs and sees that Josh is eating a spoonful of raw cookie dough and tapping at his phone.

“I don't want to hear it, I know the risks,” Josh says before Buck can speak. He looks up at Buck and makes a face. “God, you look like every guy I used to hook up with in college who would pretend I didn't exist after.”

Buck smooths his hands over the shirt and shrugs. “I'd have talked to you after.”

“That an offer?” Josh teases, his eyes already back on his phone.

“No,” Buck says with an apologetic shrug. “I don't think I really want to hook up with anyone right now.”

Josh tosses the spoon in the sink. “Yeah, but you can't chain yourself to an oven for the rest of your life. So let's go. I give you full permission to ditch me for a hookup, which is big of me.”

“Thanks?” Buck toys with the mask before putting it on. “How do I look?”

“Devastatingly handsome,” Josh says with a sigh. “Come on, you fucking disaster.”

There's an Uber downstairs already waiting for them, and Buck texts Maddie to find out if she put Josh up to this.

Maddie Uhhh NO because otherwise I would be there, too. Have fun ♥️

“So this is just because of the scones?” he asks, and Josh turns his head slowly to stare at him.

“No, Buck, this is not ‘just because of the scones,’” he says, an eerie calm to his voice. “It's also because of the cookies, cakes, pies, tarts, biscuits, pastas, loaves, bread, and pastries that have appeared in the break room at my job almost every single day for weeks. I have gained four pounds, it would've been more, but I've had to start going to the gym a lot. So I am going to get you laid or at least get you to stop using flour as a coping mechanism. Why couldn't you just start doing K or doomscroll TikTok like everyone else?”

Buck ignores the steadily rising eyebrows of the Uber driver in the rearview mirror. “I—I just miss talking to him. But he doesn't want me to, or he'd be here.”

“Not how that works, but we'll get there,” Josh says, patting his knee. “I need alcohol first. And a bear to squeeze after.”

“You're into bears?”

Josh shrugs. “I'm into everything. Aren't you?”

Buck considers it for a moment. “I haven't really thought about it.”

“Jesus chr—at least tell me you've been watching porn,” Josh whines, and Buck shrugs. “For fuck’s sake. I will tip you double if you get us to this club in the next five minutes.”

–

It is fun being out with Josh, who orders them drinks and scares off a guy who greets Buck by squeezing his waist and scaring the shit out of him. They dance a little bit, but it's nothing crazy. They keep a respectable amount of space between their bodies and are dancing more with the crowd than anything else. Buck even finds himself laughing more than once, losing himself in the music and wondering if he should've been going to clubs all along. It's fun, even though he isn't looking to take anyone home.

A guy comes up behind him and he's a solid weight but not quite tall enough that Buck thinks he's anything but a stranger. He must be cute, though, based on the encouraging thumbs up he gets from Josh. Buck leans into the body against his and dances the rest of the song, but when he gets turned and almost kissed, he apologizes and backs off.

“Sorry, I'm with someone!” he shouts over the music, and the guy—who is really hot—shrugs before disappearing into the crowd.

“Yeah, okay, now we need to talk,” Josh says in his ear, grabbing him by the wrist.

They end up in a corner with new drinks while Buck spills the entire story, from the anniversary dinner to the break up, and Josh looks more and more confused as he talks.

“Wait, so you guys just didn't talk about your relationship the entire time you were together?” he asks.

“I mean, we made plans, just for dates and stuff.” Buck shrugs. “I don't know, I kind of liked not having to talk about everything I did wrong that made everyone walk away from me. I thought maybe it meant he might…not.”

Josh groans and takes a long sip of his drink. “Okay, so the fact that he also seemed comfortable with this—to the point where you didn't know he was ever engaged to a woman—didn’t make you think that maybe he also had a luggage carousel full of baggage?”

Buck pokes at the ice in his drink with the cocktail stirrer. “I dunno. I just liked being around him so much, I didn't really think about any of that.”

“Well, of course you liked being around him, you guys spent six months going on dates and fucking like what I imagine to be two extremely buff and athletic rabbits.” Josh pauses. “Okay, sidebar: is he as hung as he seems?”

He flushes and reflexively looks around like someone he knows might pop up and hear him talk about his ex’s dick, because he'd been yelled at a lot by his friends while they were together. “It's—yeah. I mean, I don't know how he seems—”

“Bullshit, but continue.”

“—but there was, like, a long adjustment period,” Buck admits, then frowns. “No pun intended, I guess. I don't know, but he wouldn't let me bottom for the first month and a half until I, uh, got used to everything.”

Josh presses a hand to his chest and sighs. “Be still my beating vagina.”

[inawickedlittletown]

Dog Days (BuckTommy) - 4/4

Summary: While on a call Buck and Hen get turned into dogs.

Words: 3.1k

Read on Ao3

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

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Part Four

“Oh, Buck,” Karen said as soon as Tommy had left, “what have you gotten yourself into.” 

Just like Hen’s black labrador looked and felt like Hen, she thought that Buck’s mixed dog made a lot of sense for him. She thought he could have passed for a goldendoodle except that he was bigger than any she had ever seen which could have just been a Buck thing and not a dog thing. He did have insanely long legs as a human. 

Hen made a sound that equated to her doggy laugh. 

“Well, you don’t have to pretend to be a dog with me,” Karen said. “The kids have no clue, though.” 

The weird thing about the whole thing was how much she both missed and didn’t miss Hen. Hen was right there and she wasn’t out there running into fires or other dangers. She was at home with Karen even if she was on four legs and couldn’t talk or do any other human things. The whole thing was odd. 

Having Buck around didn’t change much, and Karen couldn’t tell if the two of them could communicate or not via barks. It was fun to watch them get into some sort of play which was actually more fighting if anything. When the kids got home, they seemed thrilled to have not just one dog, but two to play with. Buck was almost as happy as the kids. 

Karen was sure Buck would be a very tired dog by the time that Tommy showed up to pick him up. Watching them, Karen did wonder if Tommy had any suspicions. Dog Buck was very like human Buck except this one had an actual tail to wag. Then there was the birthmark. How could anyone not notice that and connect the two? 

Of course, you’d have to be crazy to connect the two because most days people were not being turned into dogs by random witches that worked out of a strip mall. So, unless that was something you expected to happen, there really was no reason to expect it. 

That night, as she was getting ready for bed, she got a call from Tommy. 

“Hi,” Tommy said, sounding almost nervous. “Just wanted to check in. How’s Buddy doing?” 

“He’s passed out on Denny’s bed right now,” Karen said. 

It was actually cute how he had his head on Denny’s pillow with him, their backs pressed together. She had taken several pictures. 

“I’ll send you a picture,” Karen said. 

“Good. Good,” Tommy said. 

“You really care about him, don’t you?” 

“Yeah,” Tommy said. “It’s the hardest thing, trying not to care.” 

Karen scoffed. “No, honey, that’s not a bad thing. Caring is important, it makes you human. You caring for this dog you’ve had for two days is good. But you aren’t just talking about Buddy, right?” 

Tommy was silent for a moment. “I…I mean—”

Karen hadn’t known she was going to go there, but she thought that someone needed to say something to Tommy so that when Buddy did turn back into Buck things might go well. 

“It’s none of my business, but you’re not the only one that probably feels like they messed up. But I also know you two were really happy and that for the rest of us the break up came out of nowhere. Hit him pretty hard. I think I still have walnut loaves in my freezer which says a lot.” 

“I just don’t think he feels the same way.” 

“You don’t really believe that do you? He adores you.”

Tommy laughed. “How many people come out and stay in their first queer relationship? This can’t be it for him.” 

“Except that maybe that’s his choice to make,” Karen said. 

Tommy sighed and Karen didn’t get to say anything else because Tommy was being called out and Karen knew that sound way too well. 

“Don’t do anything stupid,” Karen said. “Be safe out there.” 

“Thanks. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

—

Tommy was excited to see Buddy when he got off shift. He’d missed the dog far more than he expected. His thoughts had also sort of stayed on Evan after the conversation he had with Karen. Maybe, it was possible that he and Evan still had things to talk about and clear up and yet…and yet, Tommy was more than a little cautious about how that might go. His heart was already too fragile to allow himself to truly hope. 

“Wait, did you and Buckley rekindle the flame?” Lucy asked when she noticed that Tommy was rushing a bit to grab his things. 

“No.” 

“Then why are you so ready to take off? Wait…do not tell me you started seeing someone else?”

“I’m fostering a dog,” Tommy said. “I have to pick him up from the dog sitter.” 

“And the dog sitter is Buck?” 

Tommy rolled his eyes. “None of this has anything to do with Buck. I gotta go.” 

Of course, the thing was that Buddy had sort of helped him deal with the fresh round of missing Evan, but he wasn’t going to admit that to Lucy. 

When he arrived at the Wilson residence, the door was opened after one knock by Denny.

“Hi, Tommy,” Denny said and let him. 

The dogs were with Karen and Mara in the kitchen. Both were weirdly well behaved. It had been highly unusual behavior in one dog and definitely worse in two. 

“Where’s Hen?” Tommy asked. 

The chocolate lab barked. 

“At work,” Karen said. 

Buddy barked and rushed towards Tommy, wiggling his tail and taking a turn around Tommy and rubbing himself against his legs. It was going to be so hard to give him up. Tommy might wind up at the nearest dog rescue almost as soon as Buddy went back to his family. 

“How was he?” 

“Great,” Karen said with a chuckle. “Although I think Bu — Buddy missed you.” 

“Did he get in a fight?” Mara asked, pointing at Buddy’s eye. “He has a scar.” 

“Ah…I have no idea. I mean, I think so.” 

“Or, it could be a birthmark,” Denny said. “You know like Buck has.” 

Buddy was looking up at Tommy. His eyes were so blue and so very familiar. The scar or birthmark, it was shaped in a familiar way too. 

“It’s weird,” he said. “It’s just in the same place as Evan has it and their eyes are the same color.” 

Karen coughed. “Weird,” she said. Her voice sounded strange. 

The chocolate lab barked. Buddy barked. 

“Anyway, I’ll get out of your hair. Thank you for watching him, Karen.” 

The kids each hugged Buddy and for some reason decided to hug Tommy too and Karen pet Buddy and placed her hand on Tommy’s arm when they reached the door. 

“What I said on the phone before…don’t give up on Buck just yet.” 

He didn’t want to. He wanted to be back together with Evan more than anything, but with the way things had gone last time he just didn’t know if he and Evan could get on the same page. Maybe, but probably not. What Tommy was sure of, was that there would never be anyone like Evan for him again. 

Tommy didn’t bother clipping the leash on and Buddy followed him to the car. 

“Work was kinda slow,” he informed Buddy. “I’m sure you had way more fun than I did.” 

Buddy barked in response. 

When they got back to the house, Buddy seemed happy to get inside. He went ahead of Tommy and straight to the couch where he spread himself out. 

“Oh, is that how it is?” Tommy asked. 

Buddy rolled over to look at him. Tommy couldn’t stop thinking about how much his eyes reminded him of Evan. Maybe he could have put it off if it wasn’t for the mark over his eye. There was even something about the way the curls atop his head fell. It was a stupid thought…he was just seeing things. He wanted Evan and he was just seeing him in the dog, that was all. 

Except that, just as he was about to turn away from Buddy, something seemed to happen. Buddy shuddered and tumbled off the couch, shaking. Tommy rushed towards him as he went completely still. 

“Hey, hey, are you okay? Damn it, of course you’re not.” 

Tommy reached towards him, but before he could make contact, Buddy was surrounded by blinding light and Tommy had to close his eyes. He opened them slowly a second later and gasped. 

Evan lay where Buddy had. He was entirely naked, the dog collar barely hanging onto his neck from a rip in the fabric. At first he lay still and Tommy was too shocked to move. Buddy had been right there and now Evan was. Evan turned onto his back, displaying his chest complete with his dark tattoos and the neatly kept chest hair. The happy trail that went down to…Tommy averted his eyes, finding Evan’s face instead. 

Evan blinked at Tommy. 

“Uh, hi,” Evan said and winced.

“What the hell,” Tommy said. “Buddy was…and you…what the fuck, Evan?” 

Tommy turned and grabbed the throw blanket from the back of the couch and threw it at Evan even though he had seen and spent a lot of time mapping out all of Evan’s glorious body plenty of times. 

“Thanks,” Evan said, followed by, “I am so sorry.” 

“You were the dog,” Tommy said. 

“I was the dog,” Evan said and he sat up first and then stood, wrapping the blanket around his lower half which still left his chest on display and Tommy could admit to it being a bit distracting. 

“How?” Tommy asked. 

He tried to think back to the past few days. He’d told Buddy so many things, just rambled at him knowing that the information wouldn’t matter to the dog and that even if it did, it wouldn’t be repeated to anyone. Buddy had been his companion. His friend. Tommy had gone out into the backyard and picked up his poop. But it was Evan. Buddy was Evan. 

“There was a witch,” Evan said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Threw something at me and Hen and then…well, we got turned into dogs.”

Tommy had no words. Evan had been living with him for days as a dog. Tommy had bonded with him and been getting ready for the emotional upheaval that he’d go through once he had to give him back and meanwhile all along it was Evan. His ex-boyfriend who Tommy…god, he had told the dog that he loved Evan, hadn’t he? He hadn’t even told Evan that, but he’d told the dog. 

Tommy walked away. He ran his hands through his hair and he heard Evan’s bare feet on the hardwood floor following him towards the kitchen. 

“I didn’t ask Chim to bring me to you. I didn’t really have much choice in any of this either. But…but I kinda loved it, okay?”

“Oh, you did, did you?” Tommy asked, whirling around. 

He felt betrayed and taken advantage of. He felt like…like he’d been lied to and then he’d been stupid and spilled his heart out to someone that didn’t love him back. 

“Look,” Evan said, “we can do this with me in a blanket or I can borrow some clothes and we can really talk about it.”

When Tommy didn’t respond, Evan shuffled his feet. 

“Or…or I guess I could just go. But I still need to borrow clothes and maybe your phone. No idea where mine is.” 

“No. Stay,” Tommy said. He couldn’t face the idea of Evan leaving. 

 “Good. I’ll be back.” 

It gave him a few minutes to think about things and maybe cool off a bit. He gave Evan a nod.

Tommy thought about calling Chim. He thought about calling Karen. Had Karen known? That irritated him because she probably did. Chim definitely had, though, and he had been the one to ask him to watch Buddy without all the information. 

He texted Chim. 

Tommy: You should have told me. WTF. 

When his phone buzzed and buzzed, he ignored it. He’d deal with Chim later. 

-

Buck was kinda freaking out a little. He just hadn’t expected to turn back right then and there like nothing had happened. Not that he was sure how he’d wanted to change back or that he wasn’t happy to have his real body back. He took the collar off and dropped it on Tommy’s bedside table and even though a part of him wanted to take a shower and really clean off all the time he’d spent as a dog, he instead went into Tommy’s drawers and pulled out a t-shirt and then grabbed sweatpants that were actually his and that Tommy had kept. 

He took a couple of breaths before he returned to the living room and yes, maybe he did sniff Tommy’s t-shirt. Tommy was sitting, head in hands. He looked worse than Buck had ever seen him in all the time he’d known him. Any trepidation going into this left and all he wanted was to wrap his arms around Tommy and hold him.

“Should have known,” Tommy said. “I should have known.” 

“You should have known what?” Buck asked. 

Tommy took a moment before answering.

“That your birthmark wasn’t a coincidence,” Tommy said, looking up at him. “That something like this would happen to you. First the boils and now this, it’s like you’re some magnet for weird stuff.” 

“I’m not saying I’m not,” Buck said. “And I’m…I’m sorry you thought I was a real dog.” 

“People don’t just go around being transformed into dogs.” 

“That you know of,” Buck said. 

“Evan,” Tommy said with a groan. “What the fuck! I was talking to a dog…I was…”

Buck crossed the room to Tommy, dropping to his knees in front of him and reaching for his face, cradling it between his palms.

“Hey, hey, there’s so much I wanted to say back when you were telling me all that stuff. But I couldn’t. I was a dog and couldn’t talk. I should have called after that night. I wanted to so badly but I was…I didn’t want to do this for the wrong reasons. I didn’t want to call you because I was lonely and missing my best friend especially when you thought I could have feelings for him. Which…no, Tommy, never. I could never, not when I am so in love with you.” 

Tommy gasped. “You’re what?” 

“I love you, you idiot,” Buck said. “Do you know how much it sucked every time you said I didn’t have feelings for you? How you really believed that and yeah, it was my fault, but you left. You left that morning instead of letting me explain and I…I should have called. But I love you and I’m pretty sure that witch turned me into a dog because she could tell I was wholly miserable without you. So if you don’t want any witch or mummy to mess with me, then you’ll just have to be with me. Alright?” 

Tommy, whose face was still in Buck’s hands, nodded. 

So, Buck kissed him. It was familiar and wonderful and it was just as Buck had remembered it, if not better. Tommy kissed him back, grasped at his shoulders and brought him closer and then pushed him back just as quickly. 

“What’s—” 

“Evan, you were a dog.” 

“Yeah, I’m aware. It was really weird.”

Tommy wrapped his arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. “I’m so glad you’re not a dog.” 

“Me too.” 

“And I love you too, Evan.” 

When he was a dog and Tommy told him that he still loved him, Buck had felt sad and desperate to be able to do anything so that Tommy could know the feelings were reciprocated. Hearing it directed at him, it made him feel secure. It made him feel like nothing else mattered. Tommy loved him. He could have floated away and gone happily. 

Tommy kissed him and Buck focused on the feel of his lips, the sweep of Tommy’s tongue in his mouth and how he wanted Tommy to be the only person that he kissed probably forever. 

-

They could only ignore Tommy’s phone for so long. 

“Howie,” Tommy said. 

Evan was still sort of perched on his lap, his arms around Tommy’s neck and his hands in his hair. 

“We should check in with Karen too. See how Hen is doing,” Evan said. 

“How did this happen again?” 

Evan told him about the fire and the old woman that lured him and Hen into her store. How she didn’t speak a word of English but then turned both him and Hen into dogs. 

“I think she meant it for me. Hen just got in the way. And wait, so you did believe Billy Boils cursed me.” 

Tommy just sighed. Magic and curses…he was still more than a little skeptical, but he’d seen Buddy transform into Evan right before his eyes. He couldn’t deny that it had happened and he also couldn’t deny that Evan’s boils had disappeared by the morning after Billy’s funeral. 

“I think most people don’t encounter things like this as often as you do,” Tommy said. 

“Did I ever tell you about the time a ghost called 9-1-1?” 

“Evan,” Tommy groaned. 

“Okay, I’ll tell you some other time.”

Evan smiled and nodded. Tommy’s phone vibrated again and he finally picked up. It wasn’t Howie, though, but Karen. 

“Hey,” Tommy said. “How’s Hen doing?” 

“Gave me a bit of a shock, but she’s good. I take it Buck is back to normal too?” 

Tommy couldn’t even be mad at Karen, not when her wife had been turned into a dog and not when she wasn’t the one to bring Evan over and not tell him that it wasn’t just a dog he’d be looking after. 

“He is,” Tommy said. 

“I’m sorry we didn’t tell you,” Karen said. “I hope things weren’t too awkward.” 

“No…I guess it did turn out to be a good thing. You, uh, you weren’t wrong.” 

He glanced over at Evan, who was watching him right back. 

“Good. Good. I’ll let you go.” 

“Can you also tell Howie to stop calling.”

Karen laughed. “Sure.” 

“That takes care of that,” Evan said, inching closer. “I know we have a lot to talk about, but I’m just really happy to be here with you.” 

“Oh?” 

“I missed you so damn much, Tommy.” 

“Me too, Evan. Me too.” 

Evan smiled at him. He looked beautiful, eyes glinting and happy. 

“You know, when we do move in together, I think we should get a dog,” Evan said. 

“We’re not naming him Buddy.” 

Evan laughed until Tommy kissed him into silence.

[bisexualbrainrots]

back at it again with some 911 what if, this time is 3/4 bucktommy scenes from 3x09.

here's 1/4 and 2/4 if you want to read it in order.

He could feel his back stick to Tommy’s chest.

They were still panting, trying to recover from what just happened. Buck was looking at the ceiling, still dazed, trying to make sense of the situation.

I just had sex with Tommy Kinard.

Or well, sort of.

He looked over his shoulder and realized Tommy was already looking at him, and they chuckled. They were laying on Kinard’s couch with only a thin blanket covering them, it was the same couch they’d kissed for the first time over 30 minutes ago.

“Tommy, I… wow” it took a lot to get the words out, his lungs and throat still not ready to have a longer conversation that didn’t consist of ‘yeah’, ‘more’ and other praises.

“The sentiment’s mutual” and Tommy’s hoarse voice shouldn’t have made Buck as giddy as it did, but his bitten lip in an attempt to hide his true feelings were proof of that.

Never in his life did Buck think he would have his naked body on top of Tommy’s, but life can surprise you.

Suddenly, a strange feeling sank deep into Buck’s chest, making him take a deep breath and shift his body to look at Tommy’s face better “Hey, uhm, was this… good for you?”

Tommy raised an eyebrow and said, dryly “Evan, are you seriously asking me that after this?” he gestured at their naked bodies tangled together.

Buck snorted a laugh while shaking his head “What I mean is that, was it good for you even if we didn’t go… all the way?” he felt his cheeks warm up and ducked his head.

Evan Buckley had never been one to shy away from sex, always good at reading other women’s responses and body language. It was easy for him to decide where to go and what to do to make his partners satisfied, but this… this was a first, and he was nervous about not having done the right things to make Tommy feel good.

Tommy, on the other hand, gave him a soft smile and cradled his face with one hand while the other drew circles on his shoulder, “Evan, that was amazing… you’re amazing” the last bit came out in chunks, like the thought had just dawned on him. “I wasn’t expecting you to be so… vigorous though”

“Why, ‘cause it was my first time with a guy?”

“Uh, yeah, actually” Tommy grinned, lowering the hand from Buck’s shoulder to his waist, holding him closer “Look, I wasn’t expecting us to go all out, Okay? The idea’s always to have fun and we did, didn't we?”

Buck raised an eyebrow, smiling at the older “I mean…” he giggled and squirmed when Tommy nudged on his ribs “Sorry! it was fun, and… so hot, and so so good”

He had had so much fun really, which should’ve been strange given the person he’d just slept with, but even with that in mind having sex with Tommy was like entering another plane. It was carefree and gentle, sweet and dirty, it felt so right but also… wrong. But there wasn’t any regret, not when the way Tommy had kissed and touched him made him feel like his entire body was on fire.

“How good?”

“Mind-blowing, earth shatteringly good”

“Okay now you’re lying” Tommy’s laugh was so infectious Buck couldn’t help but giggle along “I cannot be that good”

“You were though, I’ve never… I don’t think I’ve had someone focus that much on me”

Buck wasn’t only focused on, he was worshipped by Tommy. He treated his body like a temple and at times it was too much, feeling like he was about to explode just from light touches alone. His dirty talk wasn’t any less than perfect either, Tommy was able to pull the most lascivious sounds out of him just with his words. It was exhilarating.

“Really? No one?” 

Buck tilted his head “It’s just… with women I tend to be the one that focuses on them, and it’s not like they haven’t returned the energy ever, believe me I’ve been with enough to know that” they chuckled and Buck nudged Tommy’s ribs when the older teased him about it “It's just… You, Tommy, are not what I expected” 

Tommy leaned, his lips brushing the younger’s “And is that a good or bad thing?” a playful smile appeared, making Buck feel a heat creeping up inside of him.

The younger took hold of Tommy's neck and smiled cheekily “Obviously a good thing, Kinard” he closed the distance, kissing the older softly.

They stayed like that for a while, with their legs tangled and arms wrapped around one another, just looking at each other. It was their own little perfect bubble, where nobody else existed but them. 

Until Buck hid his yawn in the crook of Tommy's neck. 

“Hey, do you… do you want to stay the night?” 

The younger looked up, giving him a faint smile “I’d love to, but… it's not midnight yet, I can find my way back home, Tommy”

Tommy didn't want to admit to himself that it disappointed him a little bit, but it's not like he was going to beg him to stay, they didn't have that type of relationship. If Evan wanted to leave afterwards he was within his rights to do so. 

Except the younger didn't actually want to leave either, quite the opposite. He didn't want Tommy to realize that it had all been a mistake and kick him out, and he knew he wouldn't but the fear was stronger.

So he sat up and started looking for his clothes again, never minding the way Tommy's gaze was on him like a hawk. 

“Are you sure you don't want me to drive you back?”

“In my Jeep?” Buck chuckled as he put his shirt back on, and smiled fondly at the older man when he saw the look on Tommy's face, who was fidgeting with his fingers “I’ll be okay Tommy, seriously”

He leaned in, giving him a peck “Tommy, I'm very serious when I tell you that this was wonderful, you were… amazing too” 

“But…?”

Buck frowned “There is no but Tommy, you were amazing, point blank” he rested their foreheads together and inhaled, burning the scent of sex from their skins into his memory “This was perfect, you were, and… I–I'm leaving now, see you next shift” 

“Wait” Tommy took Buck by the back of his neck and pulled him in for a deep kiss. He wanted to leave this on his own terms, and that included filling a space in the younger's head just for him. 

Even if this was only a one time thing. 

Tommy put his bottoms on as fast as he could and led Buck out the door, leaning against it and watching as his Jeep left the neighborhood. 

And if he held himself a little too tight at that, he would never tell anyone about it.

[theotherbuckley]

I wanted to spread some good vibes in the fandom, so what are five cute headcanons you have about BuckTommy or Tommy? 🥰 And if you want to, send an ask like this to someone else.

This is such a sweet way to send positivity thank you for the ask 💜💜💜

They’re both very tactile and always cuddle together after a hard shift. Buck is an octopus in bed but Tommy doesn’t mind except when they both get too hot because they’re both giant men and LA gets warm but they don’t wanna let go of each other.

Tommy always makes an effort to show up for Buck and Buck always makes sure to remind Tommy how loved he is and how he has a family with him and the entire 118. One time at the first bbq when Bobby is back at the 118 he takes Tommy aside and he worries he’s getting a shovel talk but instead he just gets a big fatherly hug and Bobby tells him welcome to the family. Tommy cries.

Tommy always calls Buck cute and adorable and variations of that because it never fails to make Buck blush (and he finds that super adorable) because Buck isn’t used to hearing those compliments like he’s always been told his hot etc but these are different.

Tommy asks him if he should call him Buck and Buck is shaking his head so fast because no he’s Tommy’s Evan. Buck talks to him about the issues he’s had with his name and how Tommy makes him feel seen as Evan. In turn Tommy shares more about his dad and the reason he doesn’t like Thomas.

Buck can’t shut up about Tommy at work. It’s always “my boyfriend this my boyfriend that” but also Tommy shares so much about Buck at work which is team finds so cute. Tommy starts sharing all of Buck’s fun facts at work and that’s how Lucy finds out that Evan and Buck are the same person when she comments on it.

[buddiewho]

"Now that the competition is out of the way"

I am going to yet again say that I have not fully caught up, so what I know of is spoilers and this post technically has nothing to do with the last two episodes…anyway, I am still hung up on "now that the competition is out of the way." Sure, Buck, could end up having grief sex with Tommy, but I'm honestly baffled at how there is any logic in pursuing a relationship again?? I am really trying, but I cannot come up with anything that makes sense. From a storytelling POV we have brought in the question, "in love with Eddie?" Are you? I mean that wouldn't be so bad…" or whatever Maddie had said. Why bring this up? Hell, I'd rather accept unrequited love on Buck's part as he pines after his straight best friend over Buck and Tommy pursuing a relationship again. What I mean to say, I think the episode in which Tommy came back and said the shit he said in Eddie's house- well that ruined my view on BuckTommy. We have a man who decided to instantly break up and say "I was the first, but not your last…" and now in the context of the information we've got, a lot of that stems from him thinking Eddie is competition. This also lends to an interpretation that Tommy has and that is not trusting in his partner?? So you see signs that maybe just maybe this little new bisexual has feelings for his best friend, but you cannot hold that over someone's head in a relationship even jokingly (you simply end it as that did happen, but then when you see them again you joke, but also get a little seriously huffy about it…) If I'm Buck waking up from a fun time with an ex, who I might consider trying again with, and so I ask, then he says the shit he does about me and my best friend I'd be like, well, that answers that.

Tommy would still feel insecure about our relationship for whatever reasons he has inside his head. I get it, I am now in the house he used to rent, sure there can be logical leaps, but at the end of the day all of what has been said by Tommy really just paints the picture of someone who has been insecure in this relationship the whole time and would still be even if they tried again. So on the other side of this, I can argue a deep deep denial on Buck's part…but right now I'm focused on why BuckTommy should not happen again.

What I would like to see when we come back, is Buck vehemently denying any attention from Tommy and for Buck to realize who he wants in this stage of immense grief: Eddie. He wants Eddie to comfort him. He wants his sister. I just want Buck to say it out loud, "I don't want your comfort. I get you're here in solidarity as a firefighter. Fine." Then he continues about his day, paying no attention to Tommy (and Eddie is also paying no attention to Tommy). Yeah okay, Bobby once said, "Tommy is good people." Yes, that could be true but simultaneously he said some shady shit, made assumptions and remained insecure about dating Buck. Personally, I could care less about Tommy's past with Abby, that wouldn't stop me if I wanted a relationship with the man, but what would stop me is all of the shit he has said since we broke up and saw each other again. Also, reminder that Eddie apparently full on ghosted Tommy after he broke it off with Buck, so there is that in Tommy's head too. After all, though, a few drinks and your ex is so damn hot…yeah, we're going to sleep together tonight. Feeling lonely and seeing an ex then also sleeping with ex is also something that can exist. I believe things can exist simultaneously, without cancelling out the other thing (but some things can CANCEL out the other thing). Buck and Tommy felt lonely. They know each other. There's still attraction so that shit happens.

Logically, I can wrap my mind around that, but it is the shit that was said the next morning and how that WOULD CANCEL OUT ANY CHANCE OF A REKINDLED ROMANCE.

For me, "Now, that the competition is out of the way," just puts the brakes on BuckTommy. It also distresses me to think you wasted so much time telling a story of them dating, for them to then break up, and then you send Eddie Texas (for valid reasons), but still you send that character to Texas while also putting Buck into the house Eddie once rented and then Tommy comes back and says the shit he says and out of that I'm supposed to believe a BuckTommy relationship could flourish?

It would be wasted story telling when you could have just kept them happily together and not overshadowed Eddie in the BuckTommy relationship. If Tommy is constantly thinking he will lose out to Eddie, then that is being insecure in the relationship. Also, Buck as we've seen would still remain in constant contact with Eddie, so what then? Tommy starts to resent the FaceTime calls, and starts to ask him to speak to Eddie less? You see how the show has from Tommy's POV made Eddie the problem competition?

Therefore, it would just be shitty of either Buck or Tommy to consider getting back together, now especially in the after math of a major character alleged death.

[911coded]

I’m about 1/2 to 2/3 of the way through my bucktommy goes to the Pegasus Galaxy fic. The plan right now, if the characters don’t run away with it, is to get these crazy kids to Atlantis and back together. I will be leaving it open ended to continue with them living and working on Atlantis but right now I have no idea what that looks like. Ideas are welcome! I want to just post chapters here until I finish writing, then I will post the whole thing on AO3.

Chapter 1: My Lover’s Gone

Evan.Buckley13@gmail.com

To: David.Parrish.civ@mail.mil

Dave,

This is going to sound crazy but I just found out that Tommy has taken an assignment to Antarctica for the next six months! Antarctica, David! I can’t let him just leave, right? Fuck. I think I understand now why he ran but I’m at the end of my patience here now and I need to chase him before he somehow figures out how to leave the planet! Lol 😆

The LAFD bulletin says he’s stationed at McMurdo. Isn’t that where you and Lorne were based when we met in Mancora? Are you still in contact with someone there? I know you can’t say much, believe me, I understand classified, but I’m desperate man! I just need a contact in SAR and I’m sure with my certs and experience I can convince them I’d be an asset. I’ve been keeping up with all my training just in case so all I need to do is rent out my loft and I’m all set to go. Anyway, hopefully you’ll have some news for me in thurdays email. 🙏🏻

P.S. Sorry this is not like our usual emails, my head’s just a mess as you can probably tell. 😳

Talk soon,

Buck

David Parrish pushed his desk chair back and turned to the wall of windows and the sea glittering in the sun while trying to decide how he wanted to handle this situation. He smirked as he imagined the chaos Buck would bring to Atlantis. And maybe another pilot for Sheppard to play with. Of course, that’s a big if, it’s getting less and less common to find someone with the gene the last few years and Carson has been scratching his head over the why of it. With a sigh, he got to his feet and waved their suite door open. “Now to find someone with some actual authority,” he muttered to himself as he turned the corner to the nearest transporter.

He emerged in the main SCIENCE! corridor, almost positive he would find Major General John Sheppard hiding in Dr. Rodney McKay’s lab. Sure enough, when he entered the main lab, John was sprawled in an oversized chair, engaged in their version of flirting which consisted of snark and Rodney calling John, Colonel, instead of General, while they also solved complex math problems for fun. Weirdos. Dave plopped into a nearby chair and observed the chaos while he debated who to approach first.

“I got some news from my friend in Los Angeles,” he stated, when he noticed John looking at him. “Oh, yeah?” John prodded.

“Remember the ex-boyfriend that we advised to give him a little time, then go full Buck on him?” Dave asked.

“Is this the firefighter friend that makes ancient tech sit up and beg?” Rodney asked, smirking at John. John rolled his eyes at Rodney then nudged Dave’s arm, “What happened?”

“The ex-boyfriend ran away to McMurdo for six months. Buck wants to chase after him, he asked for my help with an introduction to someone in SAR down there,” Dave shared.

John’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Are you going to lure him into the program?” he asked. “Thinking about it,” Dave responded with a smirk.

Tommy was running through his preflight checks when he flinched reaching for the clipboard. Pathetic. Multiple memories of Evan grinning mischievously with a clipboard in hand ran through his mind. He shakes his head sharply and stuffed the thoughts and pain back in the steel chest in the back of his brain. He was here to work where no one knew him, where he could just breathe without someone tiptoeing around his feelings, and where he could hopefully learn how to let go of the pain of his imploded relationship. Maybe if he hadn’t done the imploding himself, it would be easier but of course he panicked and the next thing he knew, he was walking out of Evan’s loft having destroyed everything. Before Evan could ruin him. Jokes on Tommy though, turns out he can ruin himself without any help. With a deep breath, Tommy shoves the self-loathing aside and returns to his checklist with a huff.

He was running the last checks when he heard the crunch of boots on the frosted pavement, his VIP passenger was right on time.

David.Parrish.civ@mail.mil

To: Evan.Buckley13@gmail.com

Buck,

I have to tell you, my friend, you have some of my coworkers fascinated. 😂 With a bug from me in the right ear, it looks like a bored retired general should be on his way to meet your Tommy. Things are moving surprisingly quickly (well I say surprising, but most of us are out of field work and missing excitement in our lives). I heard that there was a fight between 2 generals about who got to scope out your pilot. Jack claimed that his “great age” and free time due to retirement meant that he was the obvious choice. Somewhere on my base, John is pouting and complaining to his scientist that no one lets him have fun anymore. You have already caused chaos without even being here! If nothing else, I’ll have a report on his state of mind for you by our next email. OR. If you are feeling adventurous and can get to Colorado Springs tout de suite, I have another bored general who has heard from Lorne about your uncanny bartender abilities. There may or may not be a betting pool. 😇

In all seriousness, I can get you a job without a problem, Tommy too. You both have the skills that our program can use. Here is where you have to make a decision, Buck. Classified. Our program can change your whole life, expand it and toss it on its ear. His too. Are you ready to fall down this rabbit hole? Think about it. Let me know.

Dave

Buck put his laptop on the coffee table and sat staring blankly at the wall, his mind racing in a million different directions at all the possibilities. Did he want to explore this opportunity that is now much more than SAR in Antarctica for a few months? Not only for him, but is it fair that he dragged Tommy into this? What if Tommy hates him for indirectly bringing him to the attention of these people? At this point, Buck is pacing the floor of his kitchen. Is he ready to leave his life here in LA for what could be a life-changing new job? Eddie was leaving next week to be with Christopher. Maddie, Chim, Hen, and Karen are settled in their families and happy. Bobby and Athena have both mentioned thoughts of retirement as a not so far into the future potential. What does he want next? What does he want? He wants a life with Tommy. He wants to help people. He wants to make a difference. He needs to talk this out. He needs some clarity. Buck jumps to his feet and grabs his keys and phone. He's out the door and in the elevator with the phone to his ear in a matter of moments.

[lover-of-mine]

Top 5 most hilarious, ridiculous BT theories? 😂

I'm gonna give you my favorites in no particular order.

Ryliver is sleeping together. Why did this make the list? Well, 3 weeks ago I had people in my inbox telling me that Oliver and Lou are in love and Oliver is only going along to protect him from the buddie crazies, and that's why they're hiding Lou. Now Oliver is sleeping with Ryan and they are forcing the network to do what they want and conspiring to get Lou out. So like, which one is it? Is he with Ryan or Lou? Is he protecting him or trying to force him out? Can they pick a struggle? Probably not.

The what if episode without Eddie that's just buddie highlights with Eddie removed. The way they think that putting Buck in the same situations he's been with Eddie with an explicit love interest and having Buck have the same reaction helps them is hysterical. That would literally just further the idea that Buck is in love with Eddie, because if he has these reactions with someone he's romantically involved, then he has romantic feelings for Eddie. It's a very simple parallel they don't seem to understand. They also seemed to have forgotten that Tommy left the 118 before Buck joined so even without Eddie, it would not lead to bt. Also got me thinking "so you agree that buddie is romantic?" I would laugh if Tommy got shot tho, but don't you dare break the sanctity of the shooting.

That leads us to the "Tim only wrote Eddie so that he could bring Tommy in during season 7 and have him replace him." Somehow they think that they would write Eddie in to give his personality to some random character 6 seasons later because somehow, Tommy has been in the show longer in their heads, even though Hen Begins is 9 episodes after Eddie was introduced (I think they think that the begins episodes being earlier in the timeline means something it does not), so the spot was always meant to be Tommy's, Eddie was just a placeholder for Buck to kinda fall for but then choose Tommy so they then they could remove Eddie seamlessly. Doesn't make sense at all. I like that they admit that Buck is "kinda" in love with Eddie. Just a reminder that Ryan didn't audition, was brought in as a lead, and Eddie was written for him.

The Tommy is getting a spinoff week was also fun. I was legit rolling around on the floor with how much I was laughing. They had potential names. Plots. Buck was going to leave the 118. They were sending posters to Tim. They had the whole thing locked and loaded. And they kept talking about it like it was a sure thing for whatever reason. Highly entertaining. Was convinced they were rage baiting me until the spies confirmed they were in fact talking about a spinoff as if it was a done deal.

And boring but the invisible string thing. They somehow missed the way that Eddie was the one who restarted Buck's heart. That and the way that multiple people are on record saying that Lou was a last minute decision. And that he was brought in for Eddie. But sure, they absolutely took the time to pretend the relationship has been planned since season 2 when they changed it from Eddie to Buck mid filming the cruise. Totally happened.

Honorable mentions: the Chris has 3 dads and Tommy is somehow the better parent and the only one who can connect with him, and the Tommy is going to admit he was interested in Eddie, Eddie is going to admit he is interested in Tommy, Buck because he just loves them both so much is just going to accept being 50th choice.

[o0anapher0o]

They met on a dark and stormy night...

A bit more from my hostel AU. I've been on a roll this weekend.

Small note: I'm going to mess with some character's nationalities a little, mostly just because that is too many Americans in the same place in Australia. Those are normally a rare breed down there. So Chimney for example is just going to be full, regular Korean.

- - - - - - -

When Tommy returned downstairs to the common room after having settled in in his new room, Chimney wasn’t there yet, but Hen was on one of the couches, flipping through TV channels.

"So are you going out with us tonight, Kinard?" she asked as he settled down on the adjacent couch. "Maddie’s brother found this great place that does steaks for 10 dollars on Mondays. I know you don’t have much food since you‘ve been crossing state lines and all today." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. The giant signs alongside the freeway had been the bottom of many jokes between them when they had been travelling together.

"You joke, but I’m pretty sure I nearly got arrested when I landed in Alice Springs the first time, because I forgot I had an onion in my backpack," Tommy said. Hen’s eyebrows climbed up her forehead. "They had dogs, Hen," he said emphatically. 

"Huh, I guess they take those quarantine regulations more serious than we thought," she commented.

"Turns out it’s just the three of us tonight." Chimney plopped himself down on the couch next to Hen. "Buck and Maddie are working, and Eddie has plans to call his family tonight so he needs to wait for them to wake up. He’s got a wife and kid back home in Texas," he explained to Tommy, who nodded understandingly.  He was only glad he didn’t have anyone who cared about him in the states. The time difference alone would make it a nightmare.  On the other hand if he did have someone Tommy would probably not have left to go to the other side of the planet.

 

"I have to ask. What is the deal with the crow?"

The restaurant was decidedly nicer than Tommy had expected which had meant that, after far more discussion than Tommy would have deemed necessar, the bird Chimney had insisted on taking with them had to be hidden in Hen’s handbag.

"Leia and I met on a dark and stormy night," Chimney began in his best imitation of a horror movie narrator. Hen rolled her eyes so hard they nearly fell out of her head.

"She was part of some Halloween decoration and he stole her," she told Tommy.

"You are no fun,"  Chimney complained and Tommy felt like the last eight months hadn’t happened, so instantly familiar and comfortable was the banter between the two friends.

He had always been a bit jealous of how quickly Hen and Howie had clicked. Tommy had met Howie back in Melbourne, when he himself had only been in Australia for a week or two. Howie had only just arrived. They’d been roommates in a soulless mass accommodation at the edge of the CBD, together with eight other people. Tommy hadn’t originally cared much for the chatty Korean. In all honesty he had scared Tommy a little, so he had kept him at arms length. Until the fire alarm incident. Which they had sworn to never talk about. Ever. After that they had been tentative friends. At least that was what Tommy had assumed. Howie had decided they were bffs for life now, which Tommy only fully understood when two weeks later Howie bought a used van for a sandwich and a prayer, and decided they were going to follow an age old American tradition and go west.

'It’s a nice city,' he’d said, 'good bars, weird museums, tennis. But neither of us can afford staying here without a job much longer and I didn’t come here to be stuck in yet another big city just like any other on this planet.' And Tommy couldn’t disagree.

They’d met Hen in Adelaide where they’d stopped after nearly a week of bumbling about national parks and open roads. They’d stayed for three weeks and when they had decided to make their way to Perth Chimney had announced Hen would be coming with them. At that point they were already so tight Tommy was almost relieved to learn they still wanted to take him with them. He wasn’t in the least surprised they were still as tight.

"So what have you guys been up to while I was gone?" he asked. "Other than kidnapping unsuspecting taxidermy?"

[leashybebes]

for the writers ask thing!

5. what’s the fic you’re most proud of?

8. which character(s) do you find easiest to write?

12. tell us about a WIP you’re excited about?

13. first fandom you ever wrote for?

thank you, thank you! 💛

5 - ooh, nebulous. right now, i'm proud that allying is finished. the thing i'm most proud of though overall, even though i'm not in either fandom anymore is a doctor who x merlin crossover because i think i nailed 11's speaking patterns, and also it just poured out of me over the course of a few days

8 - i think this really depends on the vibe of the fic for me. so if it's something kinda...fun and fizzy like allying, then buck for sure. i vibe with what i think of as his internal voice - a mile a minute, interrupting himself, mental cul-de-sacs etc., a lot. for PAIN™️ (mostly psychological lol) then tommy for sure because that's my guy. i relate more than i like at times to some of his (implied) issues. which, having said all that, my next answer is uh. odd.

12 - summer project/cherry blossoms!! so! cherry blossoms won't be the title, i don't think, but it's a nod to the discworld origins of the time travelling shenanigans. it's basically an exercise in "what if your time travel "expert" was actually a total idiot novice who sent you to the wrong time over and over again and you had to see the outcomes of your fumbling attempts to please please god fix this". there are so many things i want to say about this one but for now, here's a snapshot of the ellipsus folder it lives in:

is it a spoiler to have "who was NOT dead" visible there? hey, maybe, but also i think y'all know me well enough to know that i have a wild aversion to unhappy endings, so shrug emoji, i guess. i will also say that the first draft of 'the set up' is almost complete! very unlike me to start at the beginning, but then also i guess how much meaning does "at the beginning" really have in a thing like this? basically it is very self-indulgent, and i need to make more use of that notes/planning/brain dump doc because at present one draft in there is someone else's timeline to try to help me keep the earlier sections straight in my head, and one question i asked myself, thought about crowd sourcing opinions from a couple moots who know the source material, and then talked myself into having the answer to the question be "no, that doesn't make sense" before i could get that far.

in the spirit of this fic being the opposite of 'rocks fall, everybody dies' (aka, please don't throw things at me), here's a brief snippet that i really like, even though it's the meanest thing ever:

It feels like his heart is being mangled, torn apart muscle fiber by muscle fiber, yanked out of his throat in the shape of an awful screaming noise that he can't stop himself from making. He doesn't care that he's on shift, that he's scaring the civilians, it doesn't matter, none of it matters, nothing is ever going to matter again. Ravi has a brutal grip on Buck's arm, stopping him from throwing himself into the truck, covering Tommy - Tommy's body with his own. He can't - Tommy can't just be a body. They haven't even been married six weeks, they were supposed to have the whole of their lives, to have children and maybe grandchildren, to grow old and doddery together. God, he wanted to see Tommy get old.

13 - waaaay before i ever heard the term 'fan fiction' it was probably star trek i think. baby leashy writing baby stories about working on kirk's enterprise and being Spock's Best Friend, if memory serves.

[spaceshipkat]

May i ask a rough summary of whats happening with 911? I've seen some of ur posts but i have barrly any context

okay so uh long explanation and a looot of spoilers (and some 8x18 spec) so i'll stick this below a cut!!

re your question about someone canonically coming out: yeah buck came out in season 7 and dated a guy named tommy until 8x06, when tommy broke up with buck, though there was also a brief moment in 8x11 when buck and tommy hooked up, though that only happened for buck as a way to hide from his feelings about eddie moving--he was feeling lonely, and tommy was offering some physical comfort. and then the next day tommy admitted he saw eddie as the competition (he broke up with buck by saying he thought buck would break his heart one day, and we now know it's bc tommy believes that buck is in love with eddie and that eddie isn't straight, so buddie in his mind is a real possibility) but now that eddie left for texas to get his son back, tommy's fine dating buck--except he told that to buck, who got angry, understandably. bc buck's got it in his head that eddie is straight and so eddie can't even be a romantic option for him, even though tommy quite literally scoffed and said "okay" when buck said "eddie's straight" and then, later, when maddie brought up the idea that it wouldn't be so crazy--it wouldn't be so crazy if buck were in love with eddie--buck said "i know everyone wants me to be pining for my straight best friend, but it's just not like that" even though there's been like. only one (1) person who has so much as hinted at that: neither tommy nor maddie actually named eddie when they brought the topic up to buck. buck named eddie all on his own.

so anyway then eddie was in el paso in the second half of season 8, and he and buck kept facetiming to coparent and just talk because they felt like it. like we have (i think) four canonical moments of them facetiming, not just to coparent chris but also to just hang out and cook together. (eddie was cooking an eight-hour barbacoa recipe and it's fun to think that he and buck were on the phone for those eight entire hours because honestly it wouldn't be that strange for them to do that) but then bobby died and eddie wasn't there, so he goes back to LA for the funeral with a lot of guilt about not being there, and he and buck are sharing buck's house (which was eddie's house until eddie needed a subletter in order to be able to go to texas, and buck became his subletter to allow eddie to leave, so buck has been living in eddie's house which is now his house, because eddie did a dumb dumb and put a down payment on a house in el paso, but that dumb dumb part isn't 100% relevant to this so i digress) but not really talking because they're both kinda tangled up in their own grief over bobby's death. hen and karen have each other, chimney and maddie have each other, and buck and eddie would have each other if they were brave enough to finally talk about it (and "it" covers a lot, from their relationship to their grief). anyway, a blowup finally happens in the kitchen in 8x17, and there's an argument where they're kiiiiiinda running parallel, kiiiiinda understanding one another and allowing one another to be the support system they both need (which is something they do like 99% of the time outside of this moment, but they're both dealing with a very personal death, so it's hard to be there for each other while they're both dealing with grief over the same person at the exact same time) but then that kinda falls apart. they're not quite there yet, bc while they both treat one another like a life partner and buddie has been treated like the fourth main pairing in the show for yearsss now, it's not (yet, hopefully) canon.

so the next morning eddie leaves a note for buck that says he's gone to the airport, and buck thinks that eddie went back to texas--that eddie left bc it got too real or something--and goes to work. then he comes home that night to eddie in his house, and buck is surprised bc what else does "went to the airport" mean if not flying back to texas, and eddie says "i heard some dick was being mean to you," which is his way of apologizing (it works for them! it really does) and then steps back to reveal he brought his son chris back to cheer buck up. and it does cheer buck up because he's essentially chris's second dad (buck is in eddie's will to be chris's legal guardian should eddie die, and he's spent the past seven years acting and behaving and being chris's second parent/eddie's coparent) and buck and chris have a really sweet reunion. (it's important to know that the reason eddie went to el paso is bc chris left to live with eddie's parents in season 7, and eddie didn't think he could bring his own son back home to LA--eddie has a lot of hangups; he's working on it--which is why he uprooted his entire life and moved to el paso so he wouldn't be parenting over a screen. so there he and chris worked it out and chris is living with him again in the el paso house, but it's still an unspoken thing, whether or not eddie is gonna move back to LA. he did get a job offer from the el paso fire department, but 8x17 ends before we get closure on that, since 8x18 is the finale and we'll get it then. so even though eddie didn't think he could bring his son back to LA, he did think he could bring him back to LA in order to cheer buck up. so that's what he did.) there's a conversation between pepa (eddie's aunt) and buck in the kitchen--the kitchen is an important setting for buddie moments--wherein pepa is basically treating buck like her son in law/eddie's partner, which is very sweet. she tells him to not be afraid of change but to embrace it. hint hint nudge nudge

and based on previews we know that buck is getting trapped inside a building that blew up at the end of 8x17, and we know from behind the scenes pictures that eddie is on the scene with buck at this disaster (we've seen eddie in his turnouts, and we've seen footage of oliver stark, who plays buck, and ryan guzman, who plays eddie, enter the aforementioned collapsed building together to film something), even though 8x17 ended with eddie not having yet decided if he's staying in el paso or moving back to LA (we all know he's gonna be back in LA, bc many people behind the show, including ryan guzman, have said the goal was always to get eddie back to LA).

so the current running theory is that eddie will go into the aforementioned collapsed building to save buck (and possibly other characters, like ravi, though there has also been bts footage of a character ziplining to safety, so maybe ravi ziplines to safety and buck is trapped, prompting eddie to go into the wreckage to save him) because eddie won't let another member of his family die when he could've been there to save him (which is what he feels guilty about re not being there to save bobby, even though eddie being there might not have made a difference--we'll never know! but eddie feels guilt about that, which yknow that's something i can relate to alas, that eldest sibling thing, y'know? the everlasting guilt from things outside your control). who knows if anything romantic will happen, especially since we've seen more bts footage of eddie's furniture and chris back in his LA house without anything of buck's there, but at this point, i'd like to stay hopeful that we'll get something. it's been seven straight seasons of slow burn, so like. haven't we had enough of that?

but anyway, lately it's been like pretty much every journalist given five minutes with either oliver stark or ryan guzman (or both) have mentioned buddie and asked whether or not fans can expect that to finally go romantic, which is a vast change of pace from the usual avoidance of the question because the show and network and actors don't want to be accused of queerbaiting. frankly, i'd be happy if we got even a hint that we'll be finally exploring buddie in its full romantic potential in s9, bc i'm. a bit tired of the slow burn. i know not every buddie fan is tired of it, which is fine! but like. i am. so. heh. a buddie roommates arc with mutual pining made explicit, domestic bliss between them that they're both propping up with "friendship" when they and everyone else, other characters and viewers alike, can clearly see is actually romantic, not platonic. hell, even an almost kiss that gets interrupted by bobby's sudden resurrection would be great. something to make it clear they're finally going down the romantic path, rather than continuing to drop hints to keep us watching but keeping it platonic. maybe that makes me greedy, but eh. i was in the destiel trenches. it's why i avoided watching 911 until i felt at least a little hopeful that buddie would go canon. i think i'm entitled to want something real to happen, rather than alluding to realness.

well, i hope that answered your question!! oof what a ramble. 😂💖 but i'm always happy to talk buddie/911!!

[sugarpenchant]

Half of my heart

Buddietommy, E, 24,485 words

Falling in love with his boyfriend? Easy. Easier than breathing. Buck can do it in his sleep. Hold his beer, he's got this, more than someone his age probably should. Falling out of love with his best friend? Not so much.

Lucky for Buck, he finds two people who will love him anyway.

Photo edits by the inimitable @indibdraws

Chapter 1 below the cut

In the end, it was easy to fall in love with Tommy.

Buck knew that he had a tendency to fall hard, and fast, for women—for people—who didn’t always want him back. He’d stay, waiting for that someone to see him, to want him back, to just be good enough for them, and he’d try so hard to make himself into something they wanted. Inevitably it wouldn’t work and Buck would be left alone with another broken heart and more cracks in his soul.

Those first few weeks with Tommy, Buck barely slept, and not for any fun sexy bedroom reasons. Well, not for only fun sexy bedroom reasons. Thanks to therapy and ‘growing up’ and having people in his life who actually cared about him, Buck had developed a smidgen of self-esteem and was trying to protect his heart, just a little bit, against the tempting gravitational pull of Tommy. More often than not, Buck would lie awake in bed, staring at the ceiling or, for a change of scenery, the back of his eyelids, and let his head and heart wage war inside of him. Very ‘keep your distance and don’t scare him off or overinvest at the three week mark’ versus ‘no one has ever looked at you like that before and he laughs at every awful awkward joke you make’ sort of war. Occasionally his heart tried to gang up on his head by calling in the unfair reinforcements of his dick, who made a shallow yet still very compelling argument in favour of Tommy and everything the man could offer. (His hands were big and yes, so was the rest of him, and it turned out that that’s something Buck version whatever he’s up to, he’s lost track, is very into, thanks.)

It might have taken Buck a couple of weeks of unsuccessful worrying in a circle about himself before he decided if he was worth it—and if Tommy was worth it—then he’d need reinforcements outside of his own admittedly questionable perspective. Unravelling that involved some beers and some more therapy and poor Maddie learning way more than she probably ever needed to know about him, which then turned into long brunch catchups with Josh, much to Maddie’s relief.

In something very new for Buck, he even talked to Tommy about it. Some of it, anyway. He warned the guy (who was turning out to be an incredible guy) that he was damaged goods and brought enough baggage for a whole circus, and Tommy had given him a sad kind of smile and said to Buck You think I’m coming into this light as a feather?

It was enough to nudge Tommy off the pedestal Buck was building for him, and it was the best thing that ever happened. Tommy was better than some perfect being that Buck would throw himself off a roof for just to get some attention; Tommy was real. Beautiful and flawed and kind and imperfect, and didn’t hold Buck to any kind of impossible standards that Buck might have been putting on himself so that Tommy would stay. Buck was allowed to fall down sometimes because Tommy would be there to help him up. Much to Buck’s jaw-dropping surprise, Tommy fell down sometimes, too, and Buck was finding out what an incredible honour it was to be trusted to help someone get back up.

In the end, it was easy to fall in love with Tommy.

Buck thought it was perfectly logical that, like a seesaw, the more he loved Tommy like that, the less he’d think of Eddie like that.

Unfortunately for Buck, his heart didn’t seem to give a flying fuck about logic.

Read the rest on ao3

[lissa612]

A way to interpret the dinner scene as someone who really isn’t into daddy kink but really loves the dynamic between Buck and Tommy?

The “God, I hope so” was a joking reply to the obvious attempt to lighten the mood with some flirty talk.

But hey, why not try it out? Trying new things is always fun and being called daddy by someone you care about is probably different than hearing it out of the mouth of a hook up from a bar or Grindr who could totally be using it because they don’t remember your actual name.

Trying it out leads to laughter more than anything else which is cool because there’s nothing better than being able to laugh during sex (especially since it absolutely takes the stress out of experimentation).

So they both have a good time and get out of their heads with all of the craziness that has happened over the course of just 10 episodes because actor and writer strikes do throw wrenches in the best laid plans. (And I can take my time getting used to “daddy kink” becoming a standard tag on bucktommy fics 😂)

[do-androids-dream-ao3acc]

Prompt: Evan tells Tommy to “Get ready for a rigorous night” or “get ready to burn lots of calories and sweat” or something suggestive so Tommy thinks he’s getting lucky and it’s nice to see Buck take charge; but then when Evan comes over, whatever he was referring to/bringing was NOT Sex

Nonny, I had so much fun with this, thank you :) This is fluff and crack, I suppose. And I'm not sorry. Once more Tommy's POV. Have fun! Here's all 4 prompt fills on AO3 in case anybody wants to leave a keysmash :)

You're Mine

— I’m burning inside and we both know why —

"Get ready for a rigorous night!"

Tommy chokes on the coffee that Buck has shoved into his hand just a minute ago (he’s eager to buy coffee for Tommy since he’s finally learned his preferred method of preparation). And then, with that cheeky wide grin, the guy bursts out something like that, in the middle of the sidewalk, still within earshot of the fire station.

Buck pats him on the shoulders, around which he puts his arm a moment later and asks, "You all right?"

"This coffee is just hot. It’s a very hot coffee. Wh… what did you say?"

It’s not like Tommy to stutter, but Buck still has that sassy look on his pretty face.

"I've got plans for us tonight," Buck exclaims, gesticulating fiercely –is he just excited or is he already aroused? You never know with this man.

"Plans."

Tommy tries very hard to make a deadpan face, but how could anybody, talking to Buck?

"Oh yeah," Buck returns as he opens the driver's door of Tommy's car, "but my lips are sealed, prepare for a surprise."

Tommy is definitely surprised. And confused. He puts his coffee on the roof of the car to check his pockets for the keys, still wondering why Buck gets behind the wheel of his vehicle (and why he’s willing to give him the keys, should he finally find them).

He finds them, and yes, Buck drives Tommy’s car, that's as self-evident as how he slipped into Tommy's life in the first place or that they’re headed for the loft. During the ride, they talk about all sorts of things, which you have to give Buck credit for because usually, the man has a hard time keeping a secret. Tommy is only half listening, still processing the announcement of a „rigorous night“.

But they’re still in the middle of Buck's discovery process. Buck is no doubt eager when it comes to that topic, and his sexual experiences are, well, a subject of conversation in other fire stations, too. The rumors are hardly exaggerated, because Tommy also has already learned a lot about Buck so far. For example, that his bedroom voice is a whole octave lower, and that he’s exceptionally keen on (and good at) dirty talking in this voice. Or that he writes such unrestrained text messages that Tommy turns off his phone if there’s a risk that someone might accidentally glance at his display. He’s a good, no, a perfect kisser, he loves to touch and makes the cutest little noises when he’s touched.

And that’s about it.

Tommy wonders if this is his fault. Of course, their shifts often don't match, they don't see each other as often as they both would like, but maybe it's because he's holding back too much. If growing up in a toxic household has taught him one thing, it’s not to push somebody you like. And it happens he likes that man a lot. 

So far, he’s approached the whole matter kind of like a project you divide into steps and milestones, a project called „Introduce Evan Buckley Into Sex With a Man.“ He’s just taken baby steps so far, trying to give Buck his room, letting him decide when he’s ready. Maybe Buck has just decided that this time is now. And that’s actually pretty hot.

Tommy is quite distracted during their ride through a heavy evening rush hour. First of all, Buck drives like a maniac as soon as there is even the vaguest gap in the traffic, and Tommy is pretty attached to his car, his life and to Buck. And second, Tommy, who has made the first move in pretty much all of his past relationships – and has sometimes regretted it – imagines in somewhat too vivid colors what Buck might be up to.

"Oh, wait, I forgot something," Buck says, pulling across the lane at breakneck speed; Tommy clings to the door handle. No one should jump out of a moving car, but the impulse is definitely there. Tommy laments his squealing tires as the car stops, parked halfway straight.

"Be right back," Buck calls, and he's gone.

He virtually runs – you can't call it anything else, he doesn't walk normally – into a 7/11. Tommy looks at himself in the vanity mirror, runs his fingers through his hair and sniffs his shirt, and Buck’s back. He throws a brown paper bag onto the back seat.

"Can't miss this," he says.

That crooked grin and the slightly flushed cheeks are a bit of a giveaway. It's downright cute, he must have bought condoms. Tommy slides a little uneasily back and forth in his seat as Buck starts the engine again. This has maybe as much to do with the fact that the guy is already exceeding the speed limit when he starts off as with the condoms Tommy has been carrying in his pockets for weeks.

He wonders what he actually expected. Dating Buck has been a ride so far, for sure. It's not every day that you get invited to a wedding shortly after meeting someone. It's also not every day that you rescue people from a sinking ship together. In that sense, this is harmless. Buck is just enthusiastic, and since Tommy has discovered that he enjoys being attached to those sensual lips, that's fine. However, the tension is almost killing him.

"Must be some hot stuff you've got planned for tonight," he remarks casually. 

"Absolutely," Buck exclaims with a broad grin, and Tommy regrets asking, because he starts gesticulating again, and he would prefer Buck to keep both hands on the wheel. "You won't regret it. It's about time someone showed you the ropes."

It's a remark that is as cheeky as it is quirky, but Tommy realizes that he finds it very stimulating. Perhaps he shouldn't take it too literally, after all, they've never talked about such preferences before, but the idea is certainly... inspiring. Buck is clearly in the right mood, and Tommy decides he can play along.

"I'm already looking forward to my snack," he returns.

Buck gives him a look – oh dear, watch the road, Evan – and laughs, asking, "Were you watching me in the store? Ah, wait, if you can already guess what I'm up to, don't say anything. I've been thinking about how to do it for days, so don't spoil it for me."

"Don't worry, if you like it mysterious, I'm your man," Tommy quips.

For the rest of the ride they exchange more jokey and, in Tommy’s view, slightly lewd remarks, and if Buck's intention was to tease him into being restless like a teenager before his first time, he's succeeded.

While in the elevator to the loft, they make out a bit, which definitely heightens the tension. It looks like a romantic evening in Buck's apartment. He definitely planned this, Tommy thinks, because Buck had a shift and must have set this up beforehand. The blinds on the windows in the corner with his sofa are already down. Buck, who like most firemen thinks candles in the apartment are the devil's work, switches on a couple of fake LED-candles with a remote control.

Then he gets two beers, drops onto the couch and says, "Well, I think it's time."

"O… kay?"

Tommy blinks, thinking that's a strange approach even for Buck, but who is he to complain?

"Sit down, I'm about to start," says Buck and tosses Tommy the bag he brought from the store.

"Oh," Tommy manages to utter, "that's ... I mean, if you say so…"

Surprised, he realizes that he is nervous. He knows Buck is a go-getter, even in bed, but this seems a bit too much like they both have planned a project. If he pulls out a clipboard, we need to talk, Tommy thinks. 

"So," Buck begins solemnly, "I set this out since Christopher told me... You're crushing the potato chips, Tommy."

"What?"

Tommy is still trying to understand how Christopher suddenly slipped into this conversation, pressing the bag to his chest a little too tightly out of sheer tension. Now he looks inside, and sure enough, he finds two bags of potato chips.

"I didn't know which one you liked. It took me almost a month to find your favorite coffee, so I thought I'd go with the two most popular varieties."

Buck starts babbling, which means he's nervous, but Tommy doesn't quite understand why. He rummages in the bag… there really aren't any condoms in it.

Oh. Oh, damn.

"Christopher," he says, and Buck looks at him with a frown that rumples his beautiful forehead, "Huh?"

"You said something about Eddie’s kid."

"Oh, right," Buck replies with a grin, and he starts gesticulating again, "He told me that you agreed with him on Revenge of the Sith. It being the best movie of the trilogies? Come on, I love him, but that kid has no idea. He never understood Return of the Jedi. I agree that you need to have seen both, but I figured you're a grown man, you need to form an informed opinion."

Buck takes a deep breath, and Tommy thinks that even now, in this fit of nerdiness, he's incredibly cute. This hits him a little unexpectedly, because actually, it should be a slightly embarrassing cold shower.

"This is about Star Wars?" he asks, and he can't stop himself from laughing.

"Yeah, sure... so you didn't guess it after all! Wait, what did you think it was about?"

Buck cocks his head, but right now, he so much resembles a puppy that Tommy couldn’t bear to pull the treat right out from under his nose.

"It's not that important," Tommy waves it off, sits down next to Buck and fleetingly kisses his flushed cheeks. "Revenge of the Sith is the cornerstone of order 66. You need to watch it to understand the clone’s motivation in The Bad Batch."

Then he looks at Buck, who launches into a long-winded explanation of why Return of the Jedi is the better movie in every case, but he doesn’t really listen, he’s already lost in those blue eyes again.

"Turn on the movie and we'll see," he says, but he thinks he won’t be able to focus at all. There’s a thought rising inside him, and it won’t let him go.

Good heavens. I love this idiot.

[babygirl-diaz]

Eliza's Third Dad

This is a sequel to Eddie's Magical Boo Boo Healing Powers

So I decided to repost this because oh well.

Summary: In which, Buck's daughter, Eliza, has another conversation with Eddie

***

"Papa's dating a new guy," Eliza told Eddie one day as he was cooking in his kitchen.

The three-year-old swung her tiny legs back and forth as she sat on the countertop. Buck was helping Christopher out with his Math homework and Eliza was bored so she hung out with Eddie in the kitchen instead.

Eddie stopped chopping up the cabbage for coleslaw and looked at her sympathetically. "And how do you feel about that, Lizi?"

Eliza tilted her head to the side and looked at Eddie with her big blue eyes, "What do you mean?"

Eddie pursed his lips together. "Hmmm..." he hummed and tapped his cheek with his index finger as he thought about how to phrase his question. "...Are you happy or are you sad your papa is dating someone else?"

"Oh! I'm happy! James is cool. He got me candies from some fancy place," Eliza told him.

Eddie smiled at that. It was so easy to win the 3-year-old over. He went back to chopping the cabbage and almost lost a finger at what Eliza asked next...

"Eddie, why don't you become my third dad?"

Eddie looked up at Eliza like she had grown a second head and she giggled.

"Eddie, you look like you saws a ghost!" She giggled even louder.

"Um... Lizi, where did this question even come from?" Eddie asked, surprised.

"My mouth," Eliza replied with a serious face.

"No, I mean-" Eddie sighed and grabbed onto the kitchen counter, "...why do you want me to be your third dad?"

"Because you're awesome, silly! I told Papa that I thought you were awesome and he said I should ask if you wanna be my third dad."

Eddie really needed to have a talk with Tommy about this.

Before Eddie could say anything though, thankfully, Buck and Christopher walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, fellas!" Eddie gave them an awkward smile. "All done with the Math homework?"

"Yeah," Christopher replied. "Pre-Calc sucks, but Buck makes it seem easy," the 18-year-old added.

Buck chuckled at that. "You're a smart kid, Chris. It's easy explaining stuff to you."

"Lizi, we can have our tea party now!" Christopher told Eliza.

"Okay!" Eliza said cheerfully and extended her arms. "Daddy, can you get me down?"

"Hold on, sweetie, let me wash these carrots first. Can you ask Eddie to get you down?" Buck asked.

"I was asking Eddie, silly!" Eliza replied.

Eddie felt his cheeks warm up at that.

"What?" Buck asked confused.

Eddie quickly got Eliza off the counter and put her down. "Off you two go. Have fun playing princess!"

"We're doing a tea party!" Eliza huffed.

Christopher gave Eddie a knowing look and smirked as Eliza took his hand. Eddie glared at him and Chris just chuckled as he left with Eliza.

"What was that all about?" Buck asked once they were alone.

"Nothing." Eddie gave Buck an awkward smile. "Did you know Tommy is dating someone named James?" He asked changing the subject.

"Yeah, I've met him! Seems like a cool guy," Buck replied.

"You're not jealous?" Eddie asked surprised.

"No, Tommy and I ended on amicable terms and we're still great friends. Why would I be jealous?" Buck asked. "Besides, I have my eyes on someone else." He added so softly that Eddie almost missed it.

Eddie didn't know why, but he felt his heart break at that and he pretended not to hear Buck.

"You want a beer?" Eddie asked, going over to the fridge instead. He opened it to hide the sadness that he was sure had fallen over his face.

"Sure," Buck replied. "By the way, I was talking to Chris earlier, and he seems really nervous about his college applications."

Eddie frowned and gave Buck his beer. "Really? He didn't tell me anything."

"Yeah, he's scared that he won't get into NYU," Buck told him.

"Him and me both," Eddie mumbled under his breath as he took a sip of his beer.

"Eddie..." Buck gave him a disapproving look. "You have to let him go sometime."

"L.A. has some of the best schools in the country! UCLA, USC, even Pepperdine. Hell, he can even go to UCSD. That's like 2 hours ago," Eddie told him. "I don't get why he wants to go all the way to New York."

"He's not trying to get away from you, if that's what you're thinking," Buck told him. "He just wants some independence."

"Then why does it seem like he's trying to get away from me?" Eddie asked and was well aware that he sounded like a petulant child.

Buck came over to him and put a hand on Eddie's shoulder while giving him a sincere look that almost melted Eddie's heart. "Eddie, Chris is YOUR son. You gotta trust that he will make the right choices."

"He is MY son and that's why I'm scared that he will make wrong choices," Eddie told him honestly. "Remember Kim?"

"I'd rather not. If you keep thinking about your greatest failures then you will never see your wins." Buck pulled his hand away and Eddie missed his touch. "You have made some great decisions in your life too, so trust that Chris will too. But Chris is also allowed to make mistakes too. You can't expect him to be perfect."

"Is that what he thinks? That I want him to be perfect?" Eddie asked worriedly. He never meant for Christ to feel that way.

"Sometimes," Buck replied. "Maybe talk to him?"

"I will," Eddie assured him. "And Buck?"

"Yeah?"

Eddie gave him a genuine smile. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Buck replied and took a sip of his beer. But then he abruptly pulled the bottle away and furrowed his eyebrows. "By the way, did Eliza call you Dad?"

[gaywatch]

hey, it's the 911 anon

i just wanted to thank you for actually reading that whole thing, I know it was a lot

and I really hope you know that I didn't mean it in any kind of negative way

I don't know how to explain it exactly, but the whole thing with that character/actor and his fans has been making me really upset, and I see you as sort of a comfort person and a big part of my fandom experience in general so I guess I just wanted to know you would be on my side

(I'm answering this one in particular because it's shorter+easier on people's dashes but I've read the other two, no worries.)

Pinch of salt because I haven't seen the show and I'm not part of the fandom, but it seems like this is the situation: Buck came out, Tommy came back to the show as Buck's romantic interest but has a history of behaving badly (and still isn't behaving too great), meanwhile Eddie has been Buck's friend from the beginning and there's even been a lowkey outside-the-show confirmation that he's getting his own queer arc while Tommy was never meant to be a regular--which most likely means Buck and Eddie are headed towards canon.

Around all of this is a pretty intense ship war with a lot of people on either side saying all kinds of ridiculous, sometimes even harmful, things and generally talking past each other while making bad faith/reductive arguments. (Not saying you were, this is what I've seen from other posts from my dash since I follow people from both camps.)

Shipping-wise, I don't know which one I'd go for but I see the appeal of both on paper. I'm down for a good Friends To Lovers, and I also have my fair share of ships where one (or both) of them has done or said harmful things in the past but could be great with their love interest after some redemption.

Fandom-wise, all I can say is: don't engage. There are unhinged people in every fandom, for every ship, even if some have more than others. Ridiculous, unfair, nonsensical opinions are everywhere online and it's not up to other people to fix them (I say after many years of thinking they might see reason if I explained will enough). If they're ruining the experience--fandom and shipping should be fun, full stop--then it's time to curate your experience and start blocking people/tags and following people who are on your wavelength. This even applies to people who should technically be on your side, I can't tell you how many time I've had to unfollow someone who likes the same character I do but in a really weird, distorted way I simply don't understand.

It sucks that you've got a lot of fandom drama going on around you, I've totally been there. I haven't seen it first hand but I've seen posts recounting it like your asks do and it's still exhausting me so I can only imagine what's like to be in it. When the drama gets to these levels of absurd it all becomes one big game of 'my toys are better than yours' and all you can do is hope they're like thirteen and will grow out of it while you're over in your corner being sane and having fun like the fandom gods intended.

[911coded]

Wednesday WIP

Is that what you call it? 🫣 Anyway, for those that asked or interacted with my recent crazy, here’s the first, very rough part of what I’m tentatively calling “Buck And Tommy Go To The Pegasus Galaxy” @setmeatopthepyre inspired me with this:

First and foremost, some background:

1. David Parrish and Evan Lorne (Stargate: Atlantis) meet Buck as the puca shell wearing, frat boy version of himself (Buck 0.5?) in Peru. Parrish is a botanist working for the US government and Lorne is a USAF Major. Their cover is that they are on leave but Lorne is actually Parrish’s boyfriend/bodyguard while trying to find a Very Important Plant that may or may not be explained later. 😁 They tell Buck that they work for a classified program out of McMurdo, which is common on the show/in fanfic. That’s all Buck knows because Classified. What they don’t say anything about is how much Lorne’s LSD (life signs detector) really likes Buck. (ifykyk)

Buck and Parrish keep in touch by email about each other’s lives and Parrish is the only friend outside of the “firefam” that Buck still has. They often gossip with each about their crazy coworkers but Buck has never mentioned Parrish to anyone from the show, he likes having someone that is only his.

2. I do have a Stargate primer with photos for anyone who hasn’t seen any of the shows which I will put up when I finish it.

3. My fic will be set in current time, so most of the Stargate characters will be aged up from the end of Stargate:Atlantis in 2009 to 2024(why I am adding current photos of most of the actors)

Now, on with the show…

Evan.Buckley13@gmail.com

To: David.Parrish.civ@mail.mil

Dave,

This is going to sound crazy but I just found out that Tommy has taken an assignment to Antarctica for the next six months! Antarctica, David! I can’t let him just leave, right? Fuck. I think I understand now why he ran but I’m at the end of my patience here now and I need to chase him before he somehow figures out how to leave the planet! Lol 😆

The LAFD bulletin says he’s stationed at McMurdo. Isn’t that where you and Lorne were based when we met in Mancora? Are you still in contact with someone there? I know you can’t say much, believe me, I understand classified, but I’m desperate man! I just need a contact in SAR and I’m sure with my certs and experience I can convince them I’d be an asset. I’ve been keeping up with all my training just in case so all I need to do is sublet my loft and I’m all set to go. Anyway, hopefully you’ll have some news for me in thurdays email. 🙏🏻

P.S. Sorry this is not like our usual emails, my head’s just a mess as you can probably tell. 😳

Talk soon,

Buck

Parrish pushed his desk chair back and turned to the wall of windows and the sea glittering in the sun while trying to decide how he wanted to handle this situation. He smirked as he imagined the chaos Buck would bring to Atlantis. And maybe another pilot for Sheppard to play with. Of course, that’s a big if, it’s getting less and less common to find someone with the gene the last few years and Carson has been scratching his head over the why of it. With a sigh, he got to his feet and waved their suite door open. “Now to find someone with some actual authority,” he muttered to himself as he turned the corner to the nearest transporter.

Tagging for fun… @eliotwaughdeservesbetter @chococara25 @iphyslitterator @sunsetandevingstar

And the one to blame @setmeatopthepyre