#ravi fanfic

[amidnightjen]

“A toothbrush?” Hen repeats, eyebrows high and tone extremely dubious.

“A toothbrush,” Eddie confirms.

“Your girlfriend broke up with you because of a toothbrush?” Ravi clarifies, he’s not the only one seeking that clarification either, Eddie can tell he beat Chim to the question only because he didn’t have his mouth full.

“Yes,” Eddie confirms (again), sounding a little more disgruntled this time about it.

Chim finally swallows his mouthful to ask, “Is this like a metaphor?”

Eddie shrugs. “I don’t know.” And he doesn’t, that’s the thing. He’s got no damn idea why a toothbrush (of all things) had Marisol breaking things off before they’d even really gotten started.

“I’m going to need more than this,” Hen says. “What kind of toothbrush?”

Exasperated, all Eddie can say is, “I don’t know - a toothbrush.”

“I mean,” Chim says thoughtfully, “did she not like the colour? Were the bristles too hard? Maybe it wasn’t about the toothbrush but the toothpaste on the brush - do you have weird toothpaste taste?”

That earns Chim a confused look from everyone but he just shrugs which Eddie finds fair because he honestly doesn’t know. “I don’t have weird toothpaste,” Eddie defends.

“I like your toothpaste,” Buck announces, dropping down into the chair beside Eddie. “Why are we talking about Eddie’s toothpaste?”

“We’re talking about Eddie’s toothbrush,” Hen clarifies and even as she does, she looks like she can’t believe that’s a sentence she’s found herself saying.

“Eddie’s toothbrush?” Buck repeats, sounding just as confused as when he thought they were talking about toothpaste.

“Not my toothbrush,” Eddie groans. “It wasn’t even mine!”

“Wait,” and this comes from Bobby who looks as though he can’t believe he’s joining in this conversation, “Marisol broke up with you because of Christopher’s toothbrush?”

“Marisol broke up with you?” Buck says, “Sorry man.”

Eddie waves off Buck’s words, he’s not all that broken up about it honestly, just genuinely stuck on how a toothbrush could possibly be reason enough to break up with someone. “No it wasn’t Chris’ toothbrush, Jesus.”

“I’m so confused,” Buck said.

“Me too,” added Ravi.

But Hen, Hen had a look on her face and there was a note in her voice he couldn’t identify as she asked, “Whose toothbrush was it?”

“Buck’s.”

And Eddie has no idea why that is suddenly explanation enough for everyone.

Well except Buck.

[hufflepotato-18]

okay, so this was WILD. INSANE. ABSOLUTELY CRAZY. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK-

[mvltisstuff]

hii!! i hope you’re well :) i haven’t seen anyone write a fic for ravi panikkar (he deserves the whole world fr) so i’ve got a request hehe, if that’s okay?

could you write a fic where reader and ravi secretly like each other but are both too awkward to admit it so the 118 always tease them and try to set them up together? maybe in the end they both confess their feelings to each other after one of them gets badly injured when attending a rescue?

im soo sorry if this is too long and feel free to ignore this request if you’d like <33 thank youuu 🫶

suburban legends (pt.1) - r.p

summary: request

ravi panikkar x reader

a/n: thank you for the request, i hope this does it justice and you enjoy :)) This WILL have a second part!! i just wanted to get something out for u today :))

everyone knew that y/n and ravi were pretty much the baby siblings of the rest of the crew at the 118. they all got so attached to each other, but for some reason, ravi and y/n always managed to strengthen the distance between them. it was like a family photo, each of them on other ends.

y/n came into the picture a bit after ravi did, instantly clicking with everyone. she was incredibly bright for her age and being so new, so she was perfect to have on the team. ravi was quick and selfless, making him another must-have when bobby was looking for new probies. he could already envision y/n and ravi being just like buck and eddie, or chim and hen.

however, bobby’s ideas were slowed down by their stubbornness. as soon as y/n walked into the station, she got nervous whenever ravi was near. the first time she laid eyes on him, it was evident on her face that she had a little crush forming. ravi, too, kept asking bobby and his other coworkers questions about the new girl, but only getting teasing replies back. y/n and ravi, out of their own anxieties, would exchange a couple sentences a day, and they would be on calls. they seemed like strangers when out of uniform, and none of the team liked it.

they’ve been plotting small things for weeks to get them to talk to each other, like bringing the team out for drinks, or dinner after a call. none of it seemed to work, because they both found loopholes of how not to be surrounded by each other. in buck and eddie’s eyes, it seemed like ravi needed a pep talk.

“hey, ravi!” buck called, while walking besides eddie into the kitchen. ravi was at the table, eating leftovers from dinner the night before. it had been a slow day, so he took the time he had to eat. “we need some advice.”

“yeah, we’re getting old, we need to know what it’s like these days from a younger perspective.” eddie adds, sitting down across from ravi and buck copies.

“okay, with what?”

“so, we both like these girls, and,” eddie turns to look at buck, who nods along. “we need your advice on how to get them. you know, times are always changing and girls like different things now.”

“you guys aren’t even that old-“

“oh, ravi, please,” buck groans. “i feel my knees deteriorating every day and eddie found a grey beard hair the other day.”

“oh, go on, i guess.”

“anyway, this girl, she’s so smart, like amazingly smart.” eddie starts, thinking of ways to describe y/n. “she’s got these eyes that hunt me down and she always has her hair up nice.”

“and mine, she is always on time and never slowed down. she’s passionate and so gorgeous.” buck includes as ravi just shoves more food into his mouth.

“well, what does she do?”

“they’re both firefighters. we met them at the…” eddie starts.

“the bar.” buck finishes for him.

“i play hard to get.” ravi starts spilling, and buck and eddie lean in closer. “the less attention you give, the more they want you. it’ll make it more exciting when they start making more moves. but, you also don’t want to get too attached because she might not want a real relationship. people just want sex these days and i don’t want to make things awkward because we both work at the same station. putting a gap between the two of you works, but it feels like shit, but at least you’ll feel like shit together.”

“mhm, so just ignore her all the time and do everything i can to avoid her?” buck questions, squinting at ravi.

“no, not exactly-“

“isn’t that what you do though?” eddie replies.

“sorry?”

“we’re not dumb, panikkar. your big feelings for y/n are so obvious that it’s the only thing we talk about here these days. do you know how much money i’ve lost because of you two?”

“that’s true, i win all the bets.” buck chimes in.

“i don’t have feelings for-“

“don’t start lying to us now,” eddie sings.

“i’m not ly-“

“you’re lying!” buck sings in the same tone as eddie.

“i don’t really like you guys!” ravi says, putting his fork down.

“well, that doesn’t matter, because you like y/n and she fancies you.” buck tells him.

“wait, did she tell you that?” buck and eddie sigh at his excitement.

“she’s polishing the trucks and she needs an extra hand. and, buck and i, we just don’t want to. and bobby said we can tell you what to do.” eddie says.

“no, he didn’t.” buck hands ravi a cloth and jerks his head in y/n’s direction. “fine. but if this backfires, its on you.”

as ravi heads down the stairs, he stands next to y/n and tosses the rag around nervously. “figured i’d give you a hand.”

hen and chim, on the other engine, turn their heads and stare at the pair, but buck and eddie come back and remind them to not bother y/n and ravi. they were like deer, once you make too much noise they run away.

“oh, thanks,” y/n smiles. “this is my least favorite thing to do.”

“that’s how i feel with cleaning the kitchen, it’s so boring.”

“i don’t mind the kitchen, actually.”

“i’ve been putting it off,” ravi laughs, smearing more polish onto the red, shiny vehicle.

“i can go do it for you, if you want.” y/n offers. ravi does not want her to, because it feels like they’re actually going somewhere now.

“uh,” he hesitates. “sure! only if you want.”

“it’s no problem.” y/n grins and starts making her way upstairs.

buck and eddie come stand next to ravi, shaking their heads in disapproval at the way things just happened.

stuff like this continued to happen for days, ravi would get too close, and y/n would run off. he didn’t understand why she would get so nervous when he’d come around. he figured he’d just give up, no use in getting the girl when she doesn’t want it.

ravi finally thought he had her right where he wanted her. he went upstairs to help her in the kitchen, after taking his chore again to try and help. but, the alarm blaring through the station quickly paused things, like always.

[midiosaamor]

❪ ౨ৎ ❫ 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄!

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: ravi singh x fem!reader

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: headcanons about you playing just dance with your boyfriend, ravi singh.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: fluff, dancing, almost-kisses, tension, the anger you get when the friends-to-lovers arent friends-to-lovering, having friends

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒: 362

𝐀/𝐍: this was requested by an anon here! i love me some ravi singh <33 i hate and love tjis BECAUSE WHY WONT THEYGET TOGETHER ALREADY but i love this too because its with ravi GRHESHHA also idk jow to make hcs so erm!!

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓. 𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇.

𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃: ✓

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: @ilyiwdtpyiwmyhmtkys @evaswarner @sc11vb @sophiesonlinediary @starrynightsxo @f4iry-bell @his-littlefox @viivdle @aaron-warner @reyreadersblog @urbanflorals @nqds @never-enough-novels @reminiscentreader (ask if you want to be added or removed from taglist! <3)

at first, you were hesitant about playing that game with ravi. after some persuasion. you finally agreed.

“come on! it’ll be fun,” he complains, trying to grab your hand from the couch. “ravi,” you groan. “come on, y/n. just for a little while!” you look up at the 20 year old before sighing. “fine, fine—” “YES.”

you slowly began to find out that he sucks at just dance. like, sucks. he sucks at dancing all together, actually.

he tends to trip you a lot. some accidentally, some on purpose so he could try to win.

“ravi, you suck at this—WOAH.” you manage to catch yourself before you fall, immediately going back to following the steps on the t.v. “sorry! that was an accident,” he winces. you roll your eyes at him before continuing to dance. “you just suck at—OKAY, NOW THAT WASN’T AN ACCIDENT.”

there’s a lot of yelling. some curses too. all coming from your mouth mostly because ravi keeps on messing you up.

aside from that, it made you happy. even though ravi fell on his face.

at the end of the game (you won) the two of you just started dancing. it wasn’t apart of tje game, when he took both of your hands in him and started going around the room, it was just two friends having fun.

the two of you forgot that ravi can’t dance for shit, though.

you guys end up falling on the floor, close together.

“ravi, stop!” you laugh as ravi spins you around. “nope!” once he brings you back in, you find yourself falling with him because he tripped. so now, you two are on the floor together. alone. close together. on the floor. your faces are close together; noses almost touching. you could get lost in his eyes, and you do. you feel him take a shaky breath before it catches in his throat. his eyes slowly trail to your other eye before looking at your mouth, then back to your left eye: you catch yourself whenever you lean in, abruptly sitting up. “well, now we know you suck at dancing,” you say, clearing your throat. “oh, uhm, yeah.”

[lizthewriter]

so.... who's gonna start writing for ravi singh and other gggtm characters??

[letthewhumpbegin]

After the Fight - a Gladiator II fanfiction

Fandom: Gladiator II Characters: Lucius, Ravi Prompt: this was written for day 1 of @whumpcember 2024, prompt: Broken Bones. Word count: 2379 Warnings: contains descriptions of broken bones, injuries and (painful) wound treatment.

Ravi saw it immediately in the way Lucius stepped out of the arena. Apart from the usual cuts and bruises from another life or death fight, there visibly was something more going on.  It was in the way Lucius held his left arm and clutched it protectively close to his body, refusing to move his hand in any way or form. All in all, Ravi concluded, this didn’t promise much good. 

Ravi waited until things had mostly quieted down again in the catacombs of the Colosseum, before he approached Lucius’ cell. Lucius sat on the chair by the little desk, with his back to the cell’s door, hunched over and visibly uncomfortable. 

"Can I come in?" Ravi knew he didn’t have to ask, but he respected Lucius too much to just barge in. Lucius half-looked over his shoulder, but made no attempt to get up or even move at all. "You don’t have to ask." Ravi unlocked the cell door and stepped inside, dragging a second chair in with him. He set the chair down beside the desk, opposite Lucius. 

Lucius silently watched as Ravi sat down. Both men stared at each other for a short while.  Ravi couldn’t help but notice how dejected Lucius looked. The look in those blue eyes was full of pain and misery. He sat hunched over, his posture lacking any of the usual confidence and power. He might have won the fight out in the arena today, but it had clearly taken a lot out of him. 

"Show me." Ravi spoke softly, friendly. He didn’t even need to ask if there was an injury or whether Lucius was in pain, because that much was already written all over Lucius’ face. Lucius slowly held out his left hand to Ravi. A grimace of pain accompanied his every move. Ravi whistled softly through his teeth at the sight in front of him. The injury was instantly clear. Lucius’ hand was swollen, with two fairly deep lacerations and dark bruising to the back of it. 

"Pretty, huh?" Lucius mumbled defeatedly. "It's a nasty injury, I agree." Ravi looked up. "But nothing I can’t help with. Although…" "It will hurt." Lucius finished the sentence before Ravi could. "Yes." Ravi nodded. "Sure." Lucius scoffed sarcastically. "I really don’t mind more of that."

Ravi felt sorry for Lucius. He would never willingly hurt him, but these wounds needed treatment. Infection always was a big risk, and Ravi would do everything in his power to prevent that happening to Lucius. 

"I need to get some things to treat this." Ravi disappeared momentarily from the cell. Lucius took a deep breath and slowly let it go. This injury was a nasty one, surely one of the most painful ones he’d ever sustained. He rested his face in his uninjured hand, closing his eyes. For a moment, he just focused on the ache of his bruises, the sting of the many cuts, and the excruciating throbbing of his injured hand. 

"Are you alright?" Lucius startled from Ravi suddenly placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. He hadn’t even heard Ravi come back in, carrying an armful of supplies. "Yeah." Lucius nodded wearily. "But I’m… in a lot of pain." "And I’m going to have to hurt you some more," Ravi said apologetically, "but I promise you it will make it better in the end." Lucius sighed defeatedly. "I’m hoping for that."

Ravi motioned for Lucius to give him his injured hand again. Lucius obliged, but visibly trembled as Ravi took his hand. His breath caught high in his chest in anticipation of the fresh pain he knew was coming.  "Try to relax," Ravi said softly. Another shiver ran through Lucius. "I can’t."

Ravi carefully moved Lucius’ hand to rest flat on the tabletop of the little desk. He inched closer to have a good look, before gently pressing and feeling different parts of Lucius’ hand and fingers. Lucius squeezed his eyes shut and did his best to keep his breathing level, as even the slightest and gentlest touch from Ravi caused him such pain that it left him seeing black spots. "Can you feel this?" Ravi softly squeezed Lucius’ forefinger. "Unfortunately I can." Lucius answered through gritted teeth. 

Ravi sat back in his chair. "Take a breath for a moment." He could see Lucius was struggling with the pain, and the last thing he wanted was him to pass out from it. Lucius blew out a shaky breath. "Was that it?" "No, not even close," Ravi answered, "I can confirm that you broke your hand, though. Which means that I need to try and set the bones, and those lacerations need cleaning and a few stitches."

Deep down, Lucius had already known he’d broken at least one bone in his hand. He had heard it happen out in the arena, but he still had had a little hope that Ravi would come to a different conclusion. Now that he had actual confirmation, Lucius groaned under his breath. This was going to hurt… even more.

"Take this." Ravi handed Lucius some Devil’s Breath. Lucius hesitated. He didn’t like how the Devil’s Breath made his mind foggy, but the amount of extra pain treating his injuries would cause made it very tempting. Ravi watched him silently, simply raising one eyebrow at Lucius’ hesitation. Finally, Lucius accepted the Devil’s Breath and took a deep inhale of the stuff. 

Ravi gently took Lucius’ hand in his. "Ready?" "No." Lucius tensed up at the mere thought of what Ravi was about to do. "But get it over with. Quickly, please." Lucius closed his eyes. He tried to focus on the effect the Devil’s Breath had on him, but nothing could fully numb the pain he knew was coming. 

Ravi’s fingers glided gently over Lucius’ hand at first, but even that made Lucius tremble with pain. "Deep breath." Ravi lingered on a spot somewhere in the middle of the back of Lucius’ hand. Lucius inhaled another lungful of Devil’s Breath. It was as if Ravi had been waiting for that moment. In sync with Lucius’ inhale, Ravi pressed down two fingers hard on exactly the spot which hurt Lucius most. 

Even the Devil’s Breath did nothing to mask this kind of pain. Lucius screamed out, doubling over and trembling with the most excruciating pain he’d ever felt. He had sustained plenty of injuries in his life, both minor and major, but nothing had ever hurt him like this. The world swam around Lucius. He had trouble keeping his whimpered breaths level, and he honestly believed he would pass out right then and there. 

"Stay with me." Ravi’s voice was calm, as he gently let his hand rest on Lucius’ back.  "I’m trying…" Lucius’ voice trembled. "I’m trying…" "I know," Ravi soothed, "deep breaths, deep breaths. You’re doing good." "That hurt," Lucius gasped in between panted breaths.  "I hate to tell you that I’ll have to do that one more time." Ravi sounded genuinely sorry.  Lucius groaned, but he, too, knew it had to be done. "Go ahead." He dipped his head once to give his permission. Ravi gave Lucius a soft pat of encouragement on his back. "I’ll make it quick."

Ravi placed two fingers on the same spot on the back of Lucius’ hand. He pressed down gently at first, but steadily increased the force of the pressure. Lucius groaned and whimpered loudly, shaking all over in pain. He did his best to keep it together, but he couldn’t take much more. 

"Stop, please, stop…" Lucius finally whimpered. It was just too much. "Almost…" Ravi kept his composure and didn’t stop the treatment. "Because… that’s it!" He pressed down even more firmly on the back of Lucius’ hand, until a nauseating cracking sound could be heard. 

Lucius fully screamed out now, doubling over in pain once more. His vision swam around him as he swayed in his chair. "Easy." Ravi steadied Lucius by quickly grabbing him by the shoulders. "Breathe." Lucius took a few trembling breaths, before sitting a little more upright again. "Ow…" He mumbled sarcastically. Ravi chuckled wryly. "Sorry." Lucius blinked slowly. "That wasn’t all, was it?" His voice sounded weary, exhausted.  Ravi shook his head. "But the worst is over. I need to clean those cuts." He motioned to two fairly deep lacerations on Lucius’ hand. "And put in a few stitches." "Alright." Lucius’ breaths were still rather heavy and uneven as the pain was still hard to deal with. 

Ravi rummaged around through his supplies, until he found the flask he was looking for. "Vinegar." He announced as he pulled the cork out of the flask. Lucius smiled softly. "I know that stuff by now."

Ravi poured a generous amount of vinegar over Lucius’ hand. Lucius had been prepared for it, because he knew how it stung on open wounds, and this was nothing compared to the pain of Ravi setting his broken bones just now. Lucius winced nonetheless, face screwed up in discomfort. 

Ravi gently dabbed at the wounds with a cloth to make sure they were properly clean. Lucius watched him silently. All his energy was spent, and he felt like he could collapse at any moment with exhaustion. "Just a little longer." Ravi spoke without looking up. He felt Lucius’ energy draining. "I know." Lucius mumbled wearily. 

Lucius followed Ravi’s every move as he measured out the thread for the stitches. "I still don’t understand why you’re helping me," Lucius mumbled suddenly. He liked Ravi, trusted him with his life by now, but he couldn’t wrap his head around why Ravi willingly chose to keep working around gladiators after gaining his own freedom.  Ravi glanced at Lucius over the needle he was attempting to pull a thread through. Lucius stared back, eyes becoming slightly unfocused with his exhaustion and the effects of the Devil’s Breath. 

"I got out." Ravi answered after a full minute of thought over his answer. "I’ve been through a lot, seen a lot, but I got my freedom. I want to give others that same possibility, too. And if I can make sure that they don’t die of their injuries first, then that’s what I have to do." Lucius pondered over that answer. He felt like it was the first time that Ravi truthfully answered that question to anyone. "But why take an interest in me?" Ravi chuckled. "Because there is a lot you’re not telling me, I can feel that. Maybe I’m intrigued, maybe I’m crazy for it, but I genuinely feel there’s a destiny you have to fulfill."

The truth lingered on Lucius’ lips. He wanted nothing more than to tell Ravi everything, but he couldn’t. It was too dangerous, not only for himself, but surely for Ravi, too. And Lucius would not take the risk of endangering Ravi’s safety. "You’re right in more ways than you know," Lucius finally said. Ravi smiled crookedly. "I thought so."

Ravi held up the needle and thread. "Sorry to hurt you one more time." Lucius groaned in pain once again as Ravi set the first of the stitches. It hurt, but somehow this pain was bearable to him. He had had plenty of stitches done by Ravi by now, so he might have just gotten used to it.  Lucius watched Ravi work. "Thank you for helping me," he said softly after a while of silence.  Ravi shrugged. "My pleasure."

Lucius winced painfully as Ravi bit through the thread after applying the last of the stitches. "I’ll just put a splint on your hand, and then we’re all done," Ravi announced, "you should get some sleep." Lucius yawned. After the bones of his broken hand had been set it hurt less, but his hand still throbbed painfully. The Devil’s Breath took the sharpest edges off, but the pain had worn him out completely. The foresight of getting some sleep was a real blessing to him. 

Ravi took two small pieces of wood, which he gently placed against the back and palm of Lucius’ hand, securing them in place by wrapping a bandage around the hand and wrist. "Not too painful?" Ravi asked. "Everything is painful right now," Lucius mumbled. Ravi slowly shook his head. "I’m afraid there’s nothing more I can do about that." "That’s alright." Lucius slowly stood up from his chair. Immediately he swayed dangerously on his feet. Ravi was quick to jump up, too, and steady Lucius to make sure he wouldn’t go crashing to the floor.

Ravi guided Lucius the few steps it took to the bed, and gently helped him lie down. "Take it easy, you’re alright." Ravi soothed. "Get some sleep." Lucius lay down on his back, pulling the blanket over himself with his good hand. He was so worn out and exhausted, from both the fight in the arena and the pain of his injuries, and he felt like he could sleep for ages. 

"If you need anything, I’ll be right outside." Ravi gathered up his supplies and made to leave. "Ravi?" Lucius stopped his friend from walking away. "Yes?" Ravi turned back. Lucius hesitated to ask the question. "Will you… will you watch over me as I sleep?" Ravi didn’t answer immediately, but finally nodded his head. "Of course. Just let me get my book." Lucius hummed softly and closed his eyes. Sleep was dragging at him already, and the thought that Ravi would stay with him soothed him. 

"Asleep already?" Ravi returned to the cell with a book in his hand, and sat down in the chair again. "Almost," Lucius mumbled barely audible without even opening his eyes. "Don’t fight it," Ravi said softly, "just give in to it. You need the sleep."

Lucius willed all the pain and aches to the back of his mind. Instead, he tried to focus on the comforting things around him: the occasional soft rustle of Ravi’s robes, the sound of a page turning, and the feeling of the blanket covering him warmly.  The calm energy Ravi oozed from just sitting by his bedside, reading a book, wore off on Lucius. He felt himself slip into the arms of sleep more and more, until, finally, he gave into it. 

Lucius slept, and with Ravi watching over him, he knew he was completely safe. 

[myanxietydemonaretootired]

Friendship trio May Grant, Albert Han and Ravi Panikkar.

I need it, please.

May: badass, smart, and compassionate.

Albert: golden retriver energy and always broke

Ravi: rich kid, sad childhood and always jokes about it.

THEY WOULD BE UNSTOPPABLE!!!

[ambernotember]

different in my mind

chapter four now on ao3

Bobby and Hen looked at Eddie with some surprise. “You think Buck and Tommy would be open to…” Bobby searched for the word, “cohabitating?” “Buck would have moved in months ago if Tommy asked,” Eddie rolled his eyes. “But they’re trying to take it slow.” “Trying to take it slow? The nurses still talk about the show they put on at Chimney’s wedding,” Hen muttered.  “With the moving in together,” Eddie clarified. “But they’d probably go for it as like, a test run. Tommy said he really likes when Buck’s at his place.”  “How often do they talk to you about their relationship?” Hen asked curiously.  “More than I’d like,” Eddie admitted. “But they’re both so happy it’s hard to tell them to stop.”

[waveridden]

May gets up and wanders to the kitchen, leaning over the island, opposite from Albert. “I… have a date with Ravi this weekend.”

Albert looks at her with an expression that she can’t decipher. “Ravi as in… Ravi.”

May and Albert move in together. May and Ravi start dating. May learns about Ravi and Albert. Things are straightforward until they're not.

[32k, May/Ravi/Albert, rated T]

[sammyunhinged]

A Guide to Playing Matchmaker For Your Boyfriend

Mature | Complete | 53k | Read on Ao3

When Ravi incidentally finds out that Buck is questioning his sexuality, he offers him support, being the only person in Buck’s life that understands the particular intricacies of realizing you’re bisexual. In the process, Ravi learns that Buck just wants to date a guy, some relationship where he could discover himself and get comfortable in sexuality. Something short-term and casual. Ravi thinks he might be the perfect option. AKA what if Buck dated Ravi instead of Tommy.

Featuring: buddie endgame, with casual relationship Buckravi, Ravi POV, first kiss, getting together, mutual pining, bisexual Ravi Pannikar, demisexual demiromantic Eddie Diaz, and Ravi Pannier being a good friend

Duh-ding. Recognizing the chime, Ravi instinctively checked his own phone but didn’t see the bright orange H∞ked logo on his lock screen. He tossed his phone back down on the bed he was occupying in the 118’s bunk room and closed his eyes, thinking nothing of it. 

It was the middle of the day so the bunkroom was deserted. Ravi was pulling doubles again—the apartment he was trying to renovate at the moment was costing a little more than he’d anticipated—so he’d snuck off to get a couple of hours of sleep. He’d expected to get some rest unless they got a call. That was until…

Duh-ding. 

He heard it again and then some indignant mumbling coming from one of the beds closer to the door. Ravi flipped over in the bed to see Buck peering up at his phone, tapping frustratedly, trying to get the constant chiming to disappear. 

“Need some help?” Ravi asked, propping himself up on his elbows and looking back at the other man. 

Buck looked up at him, wide-eyed. “Uh, no. I got it, Ravi. Thanks.”

Ravi nodded and laid back down, glancing over every few minutes or so when a duh-ding would sound throughout the room. Buck was clearly a popular match, and Ravi wasn’t exactly surprised. He was attractive, fun, and a firefighter; most people wouldn’t be likely to turn that down.

H∞ked was one of the newer queer dating apps. Calling it a “dating app” may have been a misnomer. It seemed to be primarily used for hook-ups and flings. Ravi liked the variety of options it gave for the type of relationship you were looking for, hence people flocking to it for casual encounters, but it wasn’t perfect. The near-inability to turn the chiming off was one of those imperfections. He wasn’t shocked to hear Buck was struggling with it, he’d gone through the same thing in the days after he’d downloaded it. 

After a few minutes, Buck sighed and looked over just in time to catch Ravi’s eyes. Ravi looked away, quickly, but he’d been caught, so he swung his leg around the side of the bed and leaned down so his elbows rested on his knees. 

“Hooked is a pain,” he remarked sympathetically. “They make it nearly impossible to either change the notification sound or turn it off completely, which personally, I think makes no sense considering what it is but…” Ravi finished his sentence with a shrug.

Buck knit his brow slightly and looked over at Ravi for a second before holding out his phone. Ravi stood up, walked to the other side of the bunk room, and grabbed the phone from Buck. He sat down at the end of the bunk that Buck had been lying in. He had to press an absurd number of buttons, going deep into the settings on the app, but, eventually, he got it turned off and handed the phone back to Buck.

“Thanks, man.” 

“Sure thing,” Ravi said automatically. 

He got ready to stand back up but Buck stopped him. “Look, Ravi, nobody knows…” 

Continue reading on Ao3!

[pineapplehazard]

Imagine

Ravi finally getting settled with his place in the weird 118 family, everyone is doing ok at this point

Then he starts getting haunted by a ghost who always tries to ruin his day

It's never really violent, just annoying, it gets worse on days he spent with Buck though

The ghost is little 8 years old Daniel Buckley, who got jealous about Ravi surviving his cancer, Ravi having a family where parents and siblings have a normal relationship, Ravi being an older brother, Ravi being seen as a brother by Buck

inspired by a @stagefoureddiediaz post

[imakatperson22]

I ship Riaz (Josh/Eddie) in the sense that I will read every single fic on ao3 under their tag. All 18 of them. I’ve seen an edit or two of them. I’d love to start seeing fanart!

I am still rooting for buddie canon but they’re cute to imagine together because they are imaginary.

I’d really love to see more unusual pairings get content in this fandom Hannikar! Lucy/Taylor!Fuck it! Bobby/Michael! Like, just for funsies. Cause fandom is supposed to be fun!

[spotsandsocks]

Fuck it Friday/Throwback Thursday

Tagged by @tizniz @daffi-990 @diazsdimples

The 167k Buddie au you didn’t know you needed, now with fun visuals, sharing characters from Good Knight Sweet Prince that I made with one of the pic crews link here.

I wasted quite a lot of time on this but had so much fun with it. This is one of my favourite fics and I know it’s niche but trust me it’s got everything you want and more … give it a try.

Also just wanted to say thank you ❤️to everyone who sent congratulations and sweet messages to help me celebrate the million word milestone. I’m only here and still writing because you’re so supportive and fun to share my words with. Big hugs for everyone.

A few more pictures under the cut (including Ravi and Lavana my oc in this fic who turned out pretty cool)

Tagging for whatever you may want to share @monsterrae1 @hippolotamus @dr-shortsighted-owl @the-likesofus @beyourownanchor6 @lonelychicago @bi-buckrights @fiona-fififi @rogerzsteven @bekkachaos @evanbi-ckley @thekristen999 @ronordmann @spaceprincessem @underwaterninja13 @wildlife4life @wikiangela @inell @stagefoureddiediaz @thewolvesof1998 @exhuastedpigeon @weewootruck @giddyupbuck @honestlydarkprincess @pirrusstuff @elvensorceress @jesuisici33 @eddiebabygirldiaz @steadfastsaturnsrings @theplaceyoustillrememberdreaming @buffaluff @rainbow-nerdss @diazheartsbuckley @actualalligator @watchyourbuck @loveyouanyway @repressedqueen @disasterbuck @shipperqueen6 @theotherbuckley @caroandcats

[dreamsofnightmares2035]

for @akawrites000.

arulmozhi, vanthiyathevan: the prince and his soldier

i wrote this one based on akane00's ponniyin selvan fic, all is fair in love and war, because i loved it so much that i wrote down a quote from it on my wall when i first read it: "It looks like the kind of smile that artists would want to draw, that writers would want to record in their stories. It looks both like the beginning and the end of the world."

i hope you like this~

[whenbuckmeteddie]

new buddie fic complete with a meet cute 🫶

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63439390

summary:

Here comes The Ask: Eddie’s least favorite part of his job. “Do you have the TJX rewards credit card with us?”

“Nope,” the man responds.

“Do you want to apply today, maybe get ten percent off your purchase?” Eddie sounds like a robot. He knows it. He hates it.

There’s a sparkle in the man’s eye when he says, “Sure, why not?”

—

Or: Eddie is a cashier at Marshall’s, and Buck is the customer who keeps applying for (and getting rejected from) the rewards card.

[polkadotk804]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Characters: Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck" Buckley, Bobby Nash, Howie "Chimney" Han, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Ravi Panikkar Additional Tags: Getting Together, Love Confessions, Fluff and Humor, Angst and Humor, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Protective Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Firehouse 118 Crew as Family (9-1-1 TV), Firehouse 118 Crew Shenanigans (9-1-1 TV), Hypnotism, Fluff and Crack, Crack Treated Seriously, Feelings Realization, Eddie Diaz Loves Evan "Buck" Buckley, Evan "Buck" Buckley Loves Eddie Diaz, Denial of Feelings, Eddie Diaz in Denial (9-1-1 TV), i know nothing abt hypnotism this seemed like fun though please just go with it, basically Buck and Eddie are so powerful they break the hypnotist Summary:

“Who wants to hear about the trick?”

The crowd whoops. Eddie withholds his whoop, feeling like he might not love this act.

“Now, Eddie, don’t fret,” Bert assures him, noticing his apprehension. “We’ll make sure your partner goes home safe and sound with you still as his favorite person, but before that we’re going to have a little fun.”

Bert looks at Eddie expectantly. “Uh, okay?” He offers.

Bert nods at Eddie, then turns back to the rest of the room. “I am going to hypnotize Buck so he thinks that he hates the man that we’ve determined is his favorite person in the room.”

There’s a dramatic gasp from the audience. Barely audible beneath the rushing in Eddie’s ears, Bobby mutters. “Not a damn chance.”

OR: When the 118 goes to a hypnotist’s show they don’t think there’s any way that the guy can hypnotize Buck to hate Eddie. Eddie isn’t so sure…they don’t know that Eddie is leaving for Texas, and Eddie thinks Buck might actually hate him for that.