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Tell me more about the witching hour!

ooooooh okay.

i wrote it for the daily drabble hiatus prompts between 8a and 8b (the first prompts that were in this story were day seven and day eight and then i started building out the story from there! not a single prompt is in order, there's a big masterpost here if anyone wants to read it. i started uploading it to ao3 as the drabbles and then got distracted; it's always been a goal to write the missing scenes in between the drabbles. (this is slowly getting worked on in between other projects; when i do get it finished, i'll probably pull the drabbles off ao3 and just have the 'finished' story.)

so day seven and eight were spirit and passenger, so i had tommy getting possessed by dead demon!doug. the entire story is an au set roughly around s4 of 911, although i very indiscriminately steal as many big emergencies as i wanted.

making buck a healer was kind of a no-brainer; he was born to help danny (in this verse it worked!). maddie's always been a runner, so — teleportation. and then, not that i was thinking of this when i gave him the power, but danny, who in canon died and was frozen at one age forever, can freeze time.

(this got long so if you want to hear more, send another ask??)

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i feel like yapping about my fics. director's commentary time!

leave a ⭐️ in my inbox and a question or a title and i'll ramble about my motivation or wtfever

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i love all the italian tommy fics and headcanons but when you're reading my stuff please just be aware he's irish/scottish and can be summoned by potato

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tease tidbit tuesday

tagged by @rcmclachlan and @ambernotember

(after this i am gonna be struggling to find things that aren't spoilers! oh well!)

Maddie nodded decisively. "Okay. Two weeks from now is the three month mark. If nothing's happening, we pack up and head somewhere else." "I've never been to the Carolinas," Buck added, watching as Maddie moved onto his hands. "I hear they're nice." "If that's where the dart lands, absolutely," Maddie smiled tightly at him. "I know you like it here." "I like it because it's warm and I can go surfing," Buck reassured her. "Lots of places are warm and have beaches you can surf at." "You're the best little brother. Don't tell Danny," Maddie softened, leaning forward to kiss his forehead. "You shouldn't stay too much longer if you want to get back before traffic starts." "This is LA, when does traffic stop?" Buck teased her.

no pressure tags backatcha, plus @setmeatopthepyre @leashybebes @beanarie @geddyqueer and you! (this is for wednesday, tuesday is almost over haha)

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tease tidbit tuesday

Tagged by @firehose118, @devirnis, and @ambernotember. Thanks, y'all 😘

Here's some more from the s3 alternate meeting au I'm working on.

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Buck squints, because, "Wait, don't I know you?"

The guy, who looks like he competes in Steinstossen on the weekends, gives Buck a familiar smile—the same one he gave Buck a few years ago.

A four-alarm grease fire had consumed half an apartment building after someone supposedly tried to put it out by throwing a pot of water on it, and at least four stations showed up to beat it into submission. This guy had been climbing down one of the ladders with what must have been twenty kids on his back, and as he passed the window of the room Buck was in the middle of clearing, he smiled and waved at Buck through the glass like it was just another day at the beach.

"Hey, Buckley! How's the leg treating you, man? We were gonna send you flowers, but your buddy Chimney said you were a real weirdo so we sent that big box of whack-ass candy instead."

Amongst the explosion of flowers and wreathes and cards he'd gotten from people whose names he didn't know, there'd been a big box full of the strangest candy he'd ever seen: lollipops with ants frozen in the center, mints that tasted like roadkill, Carolina Reaper cotton candy, mac and cheese gummies, and chocolates shaped like dicks. He, Chim, Eddie, and Hen had laughed themselves to tears trying all of them one afternoon. Even Bobby couldn't deny the cactus candy was interesting.

Tied to one of the chocolate dicks—"cocklates," Chim cackled—had been a short note.

The bacon and cheddar cricket crunchies will get you back on your feet in no time. Get well soon! — Station 217

Buck bursts out laughing. "'Whack-ass' is right. Hey, Meyers, it's been ages. I-I didn't realize all of you were LAFD."

"Oh shit," one of them—a woman with broad shoulders and the most incredible mop of spiral curls he's ever seen—gasps. "You're the bomb guy! The one the engine fell on! I heard you were caught down the pier when the tsunami hit, too. I can't believe you're even walking around after all that. Don't even tell me you're back to work already."

"Y-Yeah," Buck says, eyes glued to a patch of the table top where the sealant is chipping away. "It's been an, uh, interesting year."

Tommy nudges one of his teammates further down the booth and then steps back so Buck can slide in. It takes every ounce of energy to actually do it, because even though he knows this woman means well, it feels like she's standing before a jury of his peers and listing all the reasons why he shouldn't don his turnouts again.

In all honesty, he should just call Chase and tell him to withdraw the suit wholesale. If a complete stranger thinks Buck shouldn't be back, then Bobby's definitely never going to budge on it. Eddie's never going to return his calls. Hen's never going to look him in the eye again. The days of daring Chimney to try a bacon and cheddar cricket are over. The 118's bay doors will never open to let him in again.

Thankfully, the din of the bar is so loud that no one can hear him sniffle as he glances toward the bar. Maybe they're hiring.

"Dude," one of the others chimes in. "I heard you were suing the department. I didn't know you could even do that. Maybe I can sue Cap for banning Mittens from the station, because that's just cruel and unusual. She gets lonely when I'm on shift."

"You bring your fucking snake to the hangar one more time, Nico, and I'll garrote you with it," the curly-haired woman snaps, then turns interested eyes on Buck. "But, are you? Taking the department to court, I mean."

Before Buck can excuse himself to the bathroom where he can have a good cry and then drown himself in a toilet, Tommy slides into the booth next to him.

"Actually, Jacinda, I can answer that one: none of your damn business," Tommy says sunnily. Without missing a beat, he reaches across the table to smack the guy with the snake upside the head when he opens his mouth. "Besides, I've got a better question: what's the deal with your kid, Benowitz? Did he finally ask what's-her-name to prom or what?"

Benowitz sighs, takes a long-suffering sip of his beer, and begins what sounds like a new chapter in an ongoing saga of his son Steven, who's been working on the world's greatest-slash-worst promposal for the last two months with no end in sight.

Swallowing hard around the burr in his throat, Buck nudges Tommy's foot in gratitude.

Tommy nods at whatever Benowitz is saying, then nudges back.

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No pressure tags: everyone who tagged me, plus @screamlet, @setmeatopthepyre, @beanarie, @geddyqueer, @freneticfloetry, @apollabarnes, @station18908, and @leashybebes

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Loadbearing AU: 4!

"First of all, I'm married. Second of all, you're drunk. Third, I'm a lesbian. So no, I'm not interested in seeing your dorm room."

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section nineteen, as requested by @ambernotember

(Now do 19 😈 — girl! you know there's barely anything here)

"You still want to be in the department, right?"

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section fifteen, as requested by @ambernotember

"Nice guy. Travelled a lot when he was younger; I think you'd call him a drifter."

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section one, as requested by @ithabritican

"I was thinking, you want to see what Wyoming is like this time of year?"

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section six, as requested by @chemistry66

"You make my job sound infinitely cooler than it actually is."

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section seven, as requested by @geddyqueer

"Remember, I told you she reminded me of Lucille Bluth and I was right."

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Section 5? 👀

"Needing to 'make out with your boyfriend or you'll die' is not a valid reason."

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still writing my loadbearing au!! we’re at… 34k?? phew.

i’ve got 19 sections currently — if you wanna send a number from 1-19 i will give you one (1) line of dialogue with no context whatsoever 🤣

add a word and i’ll try to find it but no guarantees!!

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some sentences smonday

tagged by @geddyqueer @rcmclachlan and @ambernotember tagging you back and adding @leashybebes @beanarie @setmeatopthepyre (was gonna tag cecily and lim but you two just posted a whole ass fic!) and you

loving that danny is a hit, so more au!buckley siblings for you

"Hey, Doc. This is Buck and Maddie. Guys, this is Doc Salazar. Doc, tell them I'm fine." She laughed. "Daniel's labs do look good, and all of his vitals are within a normal range. It doesn't appear that the shock did any lasting damage." "Are you sure? Did you run any tests on his brain?" Buck asked, dodging the swipe from Danny.

"I'd like him to come back in a week for another round of tests, but he can go home as long as he promises to take it easy for a few weeks." "Doc, I need to finish my house this week," Danny protested. "Absolutely no climbing around in hot attics with exposed wiring," Doctor Salazar said firmly. "Another shock is not a good idea." "We won't let him do anything strenuous," Maddie promised, squeezing Danny's shoulder. Buck could already see the copious amounts of physical labour in his future. "Yeah Danny, you have enough brain damage already," Buck joked. "We'll get you out at shift change," she promised. "Hang tight, I'll be back as soon possible." Maddie nodded, glancing at her phone. "I'm going to see if I can find any decent coffee here. Please don't kill each other while I'm gone." "No promises," Buck and Danny said in unison. "Okay, well at least we're already in the hospital," Maddie shook her head, smiling ruefully at both of them. "What was that about?" Danny asked, as soon as Maddie had left the room. "You noticed too, huh?" Buck asked. "I think she might have a boyfriend. Probably wants to give him a call." "Oooh," Danny laughed. "Well, that should be interesting. Any idea who it might be?" Buck shook his head. "We're trying not to pry into each other's personal lives. But I did see a few of the apps on her phone, so. Could be anyone." "You're trying to not pry?" Danny raised an eyebrow. "Hey," Buck protested. "I know about personal boundaries." "Yeah, right," Danny grinned at him.

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different in my mind

chapter 9 now on ao3

Lucy was still there when he woke up the next morning, looking more alert, a cup of coffee from a nearby cafe in her hand and an empty takeout box on his bedside table. “You ate without me?” Tommy asked, pouting dramatically. “You're still on IV fluids,” she said, “I wasn’t waiting for you to wake up to eat.” “I’m glad you left to get some food,” he said. “Those chairs aren’t very comfortable.” “Melton swung by with it before his shift, actually,” Lucy told him, “he was hoping you’d be awake but apparently even a week long nap can’t make you wake up before nine am.” “I liked it better when you were being nice to me,” Tommy said. “Hey, I saved you some of Nash’s baking, that’s pretty darn nice.”

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accidentally writing a fic that takes place over multiple years.

*dorky finger guns* neat