#background bucktommy

[honestlydarkprincess]

so let the words slip out of your mouth

buck & eddie || rated: g || wc: 1.7k || read on ao3

Buck wasn’t trying to hide from Eddie. Really, he wasn’t. It’s just….every time Buck tried to get the words out he clammed up. He was pretty sure that Eddie thought there was something wrong with him, he’d been giving Buck increasingly worried looks over the last couple weeks.

Eddie had overheard Hen telling him that she would add him to the queer LAFD group chat— not she had said what the group chat was for at the time— and he’d given Buck a weird look, as he knew how much Buck hated group chats. Buck was also sure that Eddie had noticed the look on Bobby’s face when he looked at Buck sometimes, like he was proud of him, happy for him. It never failed to warm Buck from head to toe but he knew it made Eddie curious. The worst was probably Chimney, who, after a few too many weird goodbyes, had stopped saying bye altogether and had taken to saying adios.

So Eddie definitely knew something was up with Buck, but Buck was pretty sure he didn’t know what.

Buck was sitting at his table, staring into space as he contemplated how to tell Eddie. Tommy had just left— they’d had a nice romantic date before Tommy had to leave due to an early shift the next morning and Buck was still giddy over their date. Things were good between him and Tommy. Solid. They’d only been dating for a few weeks but Buck was over the moon and he was really excited to see where things were going to go between them.

A soft knock sounded at his door, breaking him out of his thoughts.

Buck went to answer it, figuring it was Tommy. “You forget something?” He asked as he opened the door.

Only it wasn’t Tommy, it was Eddie. “Hey, Buck. Can we talk?”

“Y-yeah, of course,” Buck stumbled over his words, moving to the side so Eddie could come in. Buck swallowed roughly as he shut the door behind him. Looks like they’d be having this conversation whether he was ready or not. “What do you want to talk about?”

Eddie just gave him a look. “You know what.”

Buck sighed. “I wasn’t trying to hide it from you, Eds. I just didn’t know how to tell you.”

“Tell me what?” Eddie pressed, shoving his hands in his pockets. “If I’m being honest, Buck, I don’t really know what’s going on. I just know that everyone at work is acting weird, like they’re in on this secret and I’m not, and I’ve tried to figure it out, trust me. But I can’t. What could be so bad that you can’t tell me?”

“It’s not bad, I promise,” Buck said earnestly. “There’s nothing wrong, I’ve just…figured some things out.”

“Okay…” Eddie trailed off, looking at Buck when he didn’t elaborate. “What things?”

“It’s that— I’m—” Buck tried, swallowing against the lump in his throat. His heart was beating so fast, just like it had the first time he came out. You’d think all the practice he’d had would have made it easier but something about coming out to Eddie made everything feel so much more.

“Is it that you’re hanging out with Tommy? I saw him leave. You guys don’t have to hide it,” Eddie said, his brow furrowed. “It’s not like I’d be upset. A little bummed that I’m not invited but not upset,” Eddie chuckled, although his laughter trailed off when Buck just stood there.

“Tommy and I…” Buck started, clearing his throat. “We are hanging out but we’re not friends.”

“How does that work?” Eddie looked adorably confused.

“Eds, we’re dating.”

“Oh,” Eddie said, his eyebrows raising in surprise. “Oh.”

“Yeah,” Buck said, rubbing the back of his neck in a nervous gesture. “So I’m…the news is that I’m bisexual. That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you.”

Eddie was quiet for a moment, digesting the new information while Buck fidgeted in front of him. “So…when we ran into you at the pizza place…you guys were on a date, weren’t you?”

“Yeah, it was our first,” Buck mumbled, unable to keep a small smile from gracing his lips. The date had been a little tense and a whole lot awkward when Eddie and Marisol interrupted but then Tommy had walked him back to his door and kissed him and Buck had melted, throwing himself into the kiss. They’d found their footing and it hadn’t been awkward since.

“Shit, Buck, I’m so sorry, we totally interrupted,” Eddie looked dismayed.

“It’s okay, you didn’t know,” Buck reassured.

“I’m still sorry,” Eddie said quietly. “And I’m sorry for storming over here and basically forcing you to tell me. You clearly didn’t want to and I made you and I’m just, I’m sorry.”

“Hey, hey, no,” Buck said, his brow furrowing as he took a step closer to Eddie. “You didn’t make me do anything, I was always going to tell you, I was just having a hard time finding the words.”

Eddie let out a sigh of relief and closed the distance between them, pulling Buck into a bear hug. Buck hugged back just as tightly, letting out a shuddering breath when Eddie whispered, “I’m proud of you, Buck. Thanks for telling me.”

“You’re welcome,” Buck mumbled back. A quick fleeting thought dashed across his mind that Eddie’s arms felt so good around him, something he’d always known but now it was at the forefront of his mind. It felt different now and Buck felt a tendril of confusion. Why did hugging his best friend feel different now? Why did it feel better? Like something was slotting together? Buck shook his head as he pulled away from the hug, trying to physically shake away the thoughts. He wasn’t ready to think about that. “I’m surprised you’re here so late, where’s Chris?”

“Ah,” Eddie looked sheepish. “We had a bit of a fight and he wanted space so Tia Pepa said she’d take him for the night.”

“Oh? About what?” Buck was confused, the amount of times Eddie and Christopher had fought was a very small number.

Eddie sighed. “It’s dumb, you probably don’t want to hear it,” He tried to brush it off. “Let’s talk about more important things: so, you and Tommy?”

Buck ducked his head, blushing. “Yeah, me and Tommy.”

“That’s great, Buck, I’m really happy for you,” Eddie said. A quick expression flitted across his face, too quick for Buck to decipher it, before Eddie gave him a genuine smile.

“Thanks, Eds,” Buck murmured, a pleased glow lighting up his face. “I’ll tell you anything you want to know but first, talk to me about Chris. What did you fight about, is he okay?” Buck was concerned for his favourite Diaz.

“He’s not Marisol’s biggest fan,” Eddie sighed, scrubbing his jaw. “He doesn’t like that she’s been babysitting him so much— which is on me, I’ve been going out a lot with Tommy, especially that first couple of weeks and now, I just— I guess I have to figure that out.”

“Shit, Eddie, I’m sorry,” Buck said, his voice soft with sympathy. “You want a beer?”

“God, yes please,” Eddie blew out a breath, coming to sit down at the island in Buck’s kitchen. Buck placed an opened beer in front of him and then opened one for himself. “Thanks, Buck.” Eddie said gratefully, taking a hearty sip.

“So, what are you going to do?”

“I don’t even know,” Eddie said, picking at the beer bottle label. “If I’m being honest, I’m not…really feeling it? Like, it was exciting at first and she’s nice but that’s…that’s it. I don’t feel a spark with her, y’know? I don’t really feel anything for her. I guess that’s why I kind of blew up at Chris, because I felt guilty that I wasn’t actually upset that he didn’t like her.”

“If you want me to talk to him, just let me know,” Buck offered.

“That would be great, I’d really appreciate that.”

“No problem,” Buck smiled before he took a deep breath, steeling himself for his next question. “Speaking of Christopher, Eddie can I….can I tell him? About me?”

Eddie looked at him in surprise. “Buck, of course. You don’t even have to ask. Besides, he’s…” Eddie trailed off, looking at Buck with soft eyes. “He’s your kid too.”

Buck swallowed against the sudden lump in his throat, feeling tears sting his eyes. “Y-yeah?”

“Yeah, Buck,” Eddie grinned.

“You’ve never said that before,” Buck said shyly.

“To be honest I thought you knew,” Eddie’s voice was gentle. “You’re his guardian if anything happens to me.”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t necessarily mean he’s mine,” Buck countered, looking down at his hands.

“It does to me,” Eddie replied firmly, so there was so ifs, ands, or buts. “He’s ours.”

“Ours,” Buck tested the word out, liking the way it sounded. “Okay. Ours.”

Eddie’s smile could outshine the sun and Buck felt his heart skip a beat, just like it always did when Eddie smiled at him.

The two of them were quiet for a minute, basking in the comfortable silence while they sipped their beer, before Buck eventually spoke up. “How do you think I should tell him?”

“That you’re bi?” Eddie asked and Buck nodded. “I’d just say it straight.”

Buck laughed. “Well, I don’t know if I can say it straight.”

Eddie chuckled. “You’re going to be making all the puns now, aren’t you?” His voice was unbearably fond and Buck wanted to wrap himself around the glow it lit inside him. “You know what I meant. Just say it outright, you know he’ll support you. You may have to explain what bisexual means but honestly I think he’s going to be very casual about it. Plus, he likes Tommy so you know he’s going to be excited that you’re dating.”

“Okay, great,” Buck’s shoulders relaxed and he let out a huge sigh of relief. “Thank you, Eddie.”

“You don’t have to thank me, Buck,” Eddie said. “Now come on, let’s finish these while we watch a shitty movie.”

“Sounds good,” Buck said warmly, following Eddie to the couch. And it did— sound good. He felt better than he had in weeks now that Eddie knew and was okay with it— just like Buck had always known he would be, but that small part of him that worried was loud. As Buck leaned back against the couch while they flicked through the movie options, he felt complete. And very, very free.

[hippolotamus]

🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈 you got this sweetheart, 15 sentences for me 😘

🫡 Hello, Sir. My beloved. Some Bi Buck Sentences for you. Please enjoy Buck having a very awkward squirmy moment with his bestie. 💞

“So.” Eddie sets two beers on the coffee table and flops down on the couch. “Have you decided yet?”  “Uh, yeah. I think I have.” Buck reaches for his next slice of sausage and mushroom pizza, bringing it to his mouth and chewing slowly. After another bite he becomes aware of Eddie’s eyes on him, staring and waiting for a response. “Um, sorry.” “It’s fine, man. If you need more time…” Eddie politely trails off, which Buck appreciates more than he can say. He’s glad to have a best friend that doesn’t rush him through things and gives him space to think. Through the process of elimination, Buck came to the conclusion that ‘bisexual’ is the term that fits him best. That settles the anxious question buzzing through his veins. When he reads the definition, tries it for himself, it’s the one that wraps around him like a second skin. The one that makes his shoulders relax, eases the knot in his chest to something soft and welcoming. It has him sitting the tiniest bit taller and grinning a little wider. He feels correct. Right. Like he’s slotting in a missing piece he didn’t know he needed. The problem, if one could really call it that, is expressing that out loud. Being able to actively state ‘I’m bisexual’ as part of who he is instead of passively agreeing when someone asks if he’s bi.  Maybe Eddie, Buck’s constant safe space, is the place to start. Here in the belly of the home that’s always made him feel like himself, like he’s welcome no matter what condition he’s in. Where he’s never felt like a guest.  “No, I don’t need more time. I- I know. I do. It’s just-” He tosses his pizza back in the box with a frustrated sigh. “This is going to sound so stupid, Eds. I can’t, y’know, seem to say it out loud.” Buck chances a look at Eddie who looks equally confused as he shifts closer to Buck. Eddie hesitantly reaches one hand over, hovering near Buck’s forearm but then abruptly pulls back.  Oh, god, what if I’ve fucked this all up? Does Eddie feel weird about us now? He said he was fine, but ohhhh god.

np tagging some others who showed interest @bidisasterevankinard @tizniz @shipperqueen6

@saybiwithme @bi-buckrights @spotsandsocks

@wikiangela @theotherbuckley @slightlyobsessedwitheverything 😘

[kneazle]

For @911-rarepair-week prompt 1: beginnings/endings ✨️

Pairing: Eddie/Taylor

Rated M for some smut

Read on ao3 or under the cut!

Eddie was...confused. For many reasons.

When Buck told him he and Tommy were back together he was ecstatic for him, the obsessive baking had stopped and that genuine smile returned– and then she was suddenly around. Not during any time he hung out with Tommy or them both together, but Eddie would pull up to Tommy's to see her leaving, or try to make plans and sometimes get told he already had plans with her.

He reformed his friendship with Tommy two months before he and Buck reconciled, but had no idea that Taylor fucking Kelly somehow wormed her way into Tommy's life until then.

Eddie nearly crashed his car into Tommy's mailbox when he saw her walk out of the house for the first time, wearing a sweater that was way too big to be hers and what looked like an overnight bag.

Then nearly died choking on his beer when Tommy informed him he and Taylor were friends.

"I won't make you hang out with her Eddie, but she's not going anywhere either just so you know."

So Eddie did the logical thing–he drove straight to Buck's after.

"Yeah, I know they're friends now," Buck looked at Eddie pacing his loft with clear amusement. "They ran into each other not too long after our breakup."

"I just-" He stopped pacing and turned, placing his hands on the table leaning forward. "How?! And why aren't you weirded out by your boyfriend and ex-girlfriend being good friends!"

Buck shrugged from where he was leaning against the island. "She's rarely around when I'm with Tommy, we've talked sure but at this point she's more his friend then my ex. As for how...I don't know what to tell you Eddie, Tommy didn't go into details and I was just happy someone was there for him."

Eddie flinched at the words. Buck never told him to stop talking to Tommy yet he did so anyway, and so did everyone else. It wasn't until he came back from a trip to Texas and a scolding by Chris that he called. "But does it have to be her?" He huffed.

"She's not some demon Eddie," Buck laughed.

"A witch then," He grumbled. "She put a damn spell on Tommy."

Buck shook his head, chuckling. "Is this you hating Taylor or you being annoyed that she's stealing time with Tommy?" He said, a teasing glint in his eye that had Eddie refusing to answer.

It's about hating the she-devil, obviously.

It was a Friday night when Eddie actually spoke to Taylor for the first time. 

Having missed Tommy's birthday while they were broken up Buck insisted on a late celebration, and Tommy despite not seeming too excited for it, couldn't say no when hit with a pleading pouting Buck. 

Eddie realizes how worth it it is when he sees the look on Tommy's face walking over to the section of the karaoke bar they were at, seeing everyone who came to a late celebration for him.

Tommy deserves it, even if he did take a large swig of his beer to cover his scowl when Taylor hugged him, kissing his cheek after they pulled away. He glanced at Hen and Chimney to see their reactions, but there was nothing and as the night went on he saw them be polite with her anytime they interacted– in fact everyone but him seemed to be fine with her. 

Eddie kept drinking, eventually finding himself leaning against the bar, watching a tipsy Tommy and Chimney belt out some song from a movie half of them probably didn't know but everyone was enjoying. 

It was then that Taylor walked up to him.

"Eddie."

He glanced at her quickly before turning back to the stage.  "Taylor."

"Okay, what's your issue with me?" She sighed, sitting on the stool closest to him, her knee brushing against him making his body tense for a second. "I know I needed to apologize to the others, so I did and we're on okay ground, but I don't recall doing anything to make you hate me this much." Taylor glanced over at Buck where he sat with Maddie hollering towards their men on stage. "Is it because I was a crappy girlfriend to Buck or-"

"You're selfish. You only care about yourself and your career and you'll throw anyone under the bus if need be," Eddie snapped at her, frustration and something else he couldn't place rising.

"I admit that was me, but do you really think Tommy would have become my friend like he has if that was still me?"

"Oh you suddenly changed into a better person huh?" 

She frowned, and crossed her arms over her chest. Eddie averted his gaze and shfited on his feet, not looking at the dip of her shirt. "People can change Eddie, it's been two years."

He said nothing and took another sip of his drink. He didn't want to admit she was right, people can change– and deep down he knew he was holding onto his dislike because hating her was easier than dealing with the opposite. 

Taylor nodded her head, accepting his silence as she got up and left.

His eyes were glued to her walking away even as Buck suddenly was at his side, throwing an arm over Eddie's shoulders.

"Man, Tommy is hot." Buck said beaming, gaze locked on Tommy who was playfully bowing on stage as the song ended. 

Eddie watched Taylor step onto it, genuinely laughing at something Tommy told her, his next words slipping out of his mouth before he registered them. "Taylor's hot."

Buck's eyes snapped to him, wide and shocked. "What?"

"I need another beer," Eddie groaned, shoving Buck away to get another. 

"Wait wait! Taylor's what-"

"I didn't say anything!"

"That's why you hate her so much!" Buck bounced next to him, grinning, tipping slightly with his own drinks getting to him. "You like her!"

"I don't like her man!"

"Okay fine you think she's hot."

"Go away Buck." Eddie practically whined, cradling his beer to him and dropping his head against the bar a little too hard. "I'm not into the she-devil. I had too many beers that's all!"

"Whatever you say!" Buck said with a laugh, ruffling Eddie's hair like he was a child much to his displeasure before running off, yelling for Tommy and tackling him the second he walked off the steps.

His gaze went back to Taylor. Her eyes met his as she finished singing her line and the song ended. He didn't look away until she walked off the stage.

Eddie would take the information to his grave, but he had one or two dreams about Taylor in the past. At least one while she was with Buck that left him making an excuse to not hang out when they were off shift, terrified of running into her and too guilty to look at his best friend.

None of it compared to the real Taylor who laid naked in bed beside him as thoughts of last night filtered in through the haze of alcohol.

Eddie let his eyes and hands wander over her, a little obsessed with the way she moved her hips to match his thrusts, with the way her body was flushed from her first orgasm, and the look of pleasure he was causing.

"Eddie.." She moaned out, nails digging into his back "Get on your back." The words sounded breathless, but the demand behind them was clear. Eddie groaned and wrapped his arm around her, flipping them so she was on top. 

Taylor sat up, and Eddie wished he could take a mental picture. Her sitting on his cock, body flushed with a slight sheen of sweat, hair a mess...–damn he was screwed wasn't he?

She grabbed for his wrists, his eyebrows raising as she pinned them above his head. Her eyes locked with his as she started riding him. Eddie moaned when she sunk back down on him the first time and the feeling of her holding his wrists down, both of them knowing full well he could easily move them.

Eddie kept them there. It was the first time in this position for him–and he couldn't deny how much he was liking it.

"Next time I'll have to tie them up," Taylor told him, mouth inches from his. Eddie's hips thrust up at her words making her chuckle.

Eddie dragged a hand down his face. Fuck.

Beside him Taylor shifted making him tense up.

"Stop thinking so much," Taylor huffed. "We had sex, so what?"

"You're my best friend's ex, that's what! And we hate each other!" 

Taylor shifted up, the sheet falling more off her body. Eddie inhaled sharply and looked away, missing her amused smirk and wandering eyes. "You hate me Eddie, remember, I have no issue with you."

"That's not- I mean-" He swallowed roughly, mind halting as his eyes trailed downwards.

Half of him wanted to wipe that smirk off her lips...the other flashed back to the night before when those same lips were wrapped around him.

Taylor shifted onto her side, pulling the sheet off her body. He felt annoyance spike at the knowing glint, but it did nothing to dim the desire coursing through him. Eddie cursed under his breath before rolling on top of her as she grinned.

Oh yeah he was so completely fucked.

[bidisasterevankinard]

30 & 57 for the intimacy prompts :)

INTIMANCY PROMPTS 30. being protective and 57.secretly dating for saleddie

Sal knows why Eddie asked about keeping their blooming relationships secret. He knows why he agreed easily and even thought it was for the best while they try to see if it was a good idea to date or not. Especially with both their not best dating histories. 

All it doesn’t stop him from screaming Eddie’s name when he sees how the man he starts to believe he falls for is trapped under rubbles of the warehouse. It was an easy call at first. 118 came, assessed the situation, called for additional units which turned out to be 122 with Sal, who was happy to see his man in harness sending him bedroom eyes through all the crowd of their teams. Then Eddie and Buck were a super team who saved two kids, and as kids themselves with stupid game decided who would come back to save the dog. Eddie won. And just one Sal’s team were ready to lift his boyfriend up and give Sal a perfect picture of his hero, with his ass looking incredible with harness around it, the earthquake happened. Not big, but enough to cover Eddie with the rubble of a building that was already barely standing before the ground began to shake under their feet. At least they have a radio connection this time and know he is alive. That's what Buck said to him when he stopped him from trying to dig Eddie up with his own hands. Sal knows for Buck maybe it's a pretty ok situation because this time he knows Eddie’s fine, just some bruises and possible broken wrist. But for Sal it’s not enough. His boyfriend is underground and rubbles and he will not stop feeling anxious till he will see him with his own eyes, brush his hair and, when no one will see, leave a kiss on his pretty lips. Till then he will feel this awful, heavy feeling in his stomach and stop the urge to scream at the top of his voice.

“I see him,” Buck says and everyone runs to his place and looks down where Eddie smiles and waves at them.

Asshole. Sal is ready to jump out of his skin from the worry and he just smiles and waves like it's a normal day in the park.

“I’m coming down to get him,” Sal says, already strapping himself in the harness, ignoring Buck and all 118 and some of his people questioning eyes. He needs to save his boyfriend. “Buck secure me.” 

The man nods at him, helping him get inside the hole.

“I feel like damsel in distress,” Eddie whispers to him when he lands near the man with the most beautiful brown eyes he’s ever seen, getting ready to get them both up. “Hi, my prince. You look really hot doing the robe rescue. Thanks for the treat for the injured man. Especially for the beautiful view of your ass in the harness.”

Sal just shakes his head exasperatedly.

“What if they will hear us?”

“They won’t.”

Sal shakes his head again and straps Eddie to him. He and Buck work efficiently and soon he and Eddie are back to surface. His boyfriend is quickly taken by Han and Wilson to the ambulance.

Sal wants to ride with them, but he knows he can’t. He still has some hours of his shift left and he can’t leave his team without the captain. And it would be strange for him to ride with Eddie.

So he anxiously waits till his shift is done and then runs to the Diaz house where Eddie texted him Buck took him after they made his cast. He knocks and Eddie opens almost immediately, smiling, and Sal can’t stop himself from reaching and taking Eddie into a deep kiss. He closes the door and pins Eddie to it, loving the moan his man made. They kiss like wild teenagers for what feels like hours before the cough from behind scares them both.

Buck with a smirk that mirrors the one Tommy tries to hide behind his hand, while Chris making fake coughs all look at them with amusement.

“Finally you two stopped this circus with secret relationships,” Chris rolls his eyes and goes to the kitchen.

Buck and Tommy laugh and nod.

“Yeah it was getting hilarious,” Buck agrees.

Tommy hums in agreement, “especially when we saw you two in date clothes walking around the beach with kiss swollen lips and you two played like you just met each other.”

Buck nods. 

“So everyone knows?” Eddie asks, but Sal doesn’t see anything that would make him feel Eddie doesn't like it.

“Yes,” Buck says and smiles. “But we all were waiting till you will feel comfortable with sharing.”

Eddie just chuckles. “I should have expected 118 to know.”

“Yeah, you should have. Now you all go and wash your hands. Pasta and garlic bread are ready.”

Eddie turns back to Sal and smiles, “c'mon, I need help with washing my hand in the cast,” he tugs him to the bathroom. “And then in the evening I’d need help with showering,” Eddie winks and Sal needs to kiss him again.

[xtarmanderx]

I wrote another thing because I cannot be tamed.

[rukoola]

I noticed the lack of BuckTommy wallpapers, so it's time to fix the situation (feel free to download and use them on your phones) ❤️

[kibagib]

I promised to draw this, so here it is

[pluvioloulou]

Buck and Tommy would definitely give free dad hugs at Pride <3

Based on @nquesoxlies 's post here

Also available as a stickers here on Redbubble

My art blog: @pluviopixels

[alost-traveler]

This feels like BuckTommy as dads while their son is in a sugary rush and cannot calm down. Also it seems that Buck is accusing Tommy to be the one who gave sugar to their kid and Tommy being like "what did you wanted me to do? Say no?"

[lcvebuckley]

sorry, but buck has got a hot date tonight 🔥

just a little doodle i made of buck showing off his lockscreen to the others hehe (also one of my fic for a fluffebruary prompt is related to this but you don't hear it from me 🫣)

this doodle is based on this post i made!

notification-free and full versions can be found on my twitter

[xofemeraldstars]

9-1-1 -> 7x4 ❝ buck, bothered and bewildered ❞

[hippolotamus]

🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈 💙💙💙 15 sentences for your wife 😘

For you? The world, baby (y’know… eventually)💙😘 Have some Hen being a good big sister to Buck. Follows this snip

“Buckaroo.” Hen’s face softens into a smile. She reaches over, patting the top of his forearm before letting her hand rest on top of his. It’s a comforting gesture that’s always reminded him of Maddie. Even now that Maddie is permanently back in his life, Hen serves as a bonus older sister, always looking out for him.  “If you were bad at this – and you’re not, by the way, so don’t even start – you wouldn’t be asking that question. People show their support in different ways. Sometimes it’s loud, for others it’s more subtle. Quiet. But the important thing is that you do it. That you did before you became-” She purses her lips, like she’s choosing her wording carefully. “Before you were more than an ally.” He huffs out a laugh, ducks his head and blushes. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. Y’know, sometimes it’s still sinking in that I am- that I’m part of the community now.” “You were always part of it. Now you are in a different way.” “Okay, that’s fair,” he concedes, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth. “But, you really think I was… good? Before, I mean.” Hen gives him a fond, long-suffering sigh. “I really do think that. I know it. And I know because some people don’t bother at all. Or go out of their way to let everyone know how ‘wrong’ they think it is. As if we would choose to put a target on our back.” “Would you?” He asks abruptly, before his brain can stop him. “Choose to be this way anyway?” “Hated and discriminated against? Hell no.” She pauses to give him a knowing smirk. “But if it gives me Karen, Denny and Mara? Every single time.” With that she stands, leaving him to process what she’s said while she takes the steps two at a time, warning Chim that he better not have spilled coffee in her rig again.

np tagging others who asked/showed interest @tizniz @spotsandsocks @diazsdimples @saybiwithme @bi-buckrights @wikiangela @your-catfish-friend @theotherbuckley @shipperqueen6 💖

[louferrignojrofficial]

remember when we got the 7x10 bucktommy stills??? 😩😩😩😩😩😩

[rukoola]

I had a few more ideas for BuckTommy wallpapers - this time more "subtle" (plus one with that really cool Tommy/LFjr pic) Enjoy! 🩷💙

(and as before, you are free to use my wallpapers on your phones!!)

[aringofsalt]

summer lovin'

[fiona-fififi]

Call me homophobic, but I don't actually think it's great representation to stick a complex, dynamic, newly-realized bisexual character permanently with a flat, boring, underdeveloped love interest just because that was the first guy who showed interest.