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clocked in - evan buckley x reader
Soulmates.
It had long become a concept that you scoffed at. Not because you didn't believe in their existence, no, because you knew many friends and family members who had met their soulmates and were living happy lives. They had received a mark on their skin, similar to a temporary tattoo, counting down from thirty days before they had met the ones that would make them feel whole.
You were a skeptic because you didn't think it would happen to you. You hadn't received a single mark on you, nor did you feel any close to finding that person. You hadn't had any indication of minutes or seconds counting down. It was okay though - because you believe you found that connection in the form of a job: firefighting.
"You nervous?" Your friend asks, lounging on your bed as you make sure your LAFD uniform was wrinkle-free. Tomorrow was your first day at the 118 firehouse, working under a Captain Nash. He had been unbearably kind and open during the recruiting process that deciding to join his house had been a no-brainer.
"Nervous, excited, I'm feeling all the things," you chuckle, before pulling off your tank top to try on the uniform. In doing so, you miss your friend's eyes narrowing at something in the middle of your back.
"What is that?" She asks, moving closer to you.
"Hm?" You ask, not quite paying attention. She maneuvers you towards the long mirror in your room, twisting your body so the mirror could reflect the tiny print.
"Babe, that says eighteen hours, seventeen minutes, and three seconds! You'll be starting your first day and also meeting the love of your life!" Your friend says excitedly, but you couldn't help but internally spiral about who your soulmate could be. I hope it's not someone on a call, that would be unprofessional, you think.
The next morning, you walk into the firehouse. You're immediately greeted by Hen, Ravi, and Chim. You feel at ease with them, almost like you were at a home away from home.
"Buckaroo, come meet our newest probie!" Chim says, looking back to beckon another firefighter. You look up too - and oh. There he was. The missing puzzle piece.
Buck looks at you, amazed, before looking down at his arm. An arm that already had a few permanent tattoos on it, but even from several feet away, you can see one that stands out differently. His own soulmate countdown - a countdown that simply said 0:00:00, probably like yours did.
"Hi probie." Buck says simply, with a soft, knowing smile, and with those first words, you knew that you were no longer a skeptic.
#evan buckley#evan buckley x reader#evan buckley imagine#evan buckley x you#911 imagine#911 x you#911 x reader#evan buckley x y/n#soulmates#soulmate au
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Would you maybe do a Buck x reader where she falls down the stairs in the loft and her smart watch calls 911. Buck is panicking because it was the automated call and she's it answering her phone. Maybe she got knocked out and dislocated a shoulder... she comes to just before they get there so she's really confused as to how they’re there and what happened.
oooo yes! will def work on this :)
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Hiiii! How about a fem!reader x Eddie fic where they were best friends in high school? She helped out with Chris while he was in Afghanistan and after Shannon left too. And she kept trying to encourage him to stand up to his parents. After the boys left, they stayed in contact and she eventually moved to LA for work or something (a little before the time of the tsunami.) So she had met the 118 and then later went with Buck and Chris to the pier that day the tsunami hit and they got separated from Buck. So Eddie of course freaks out when they find Buck alone and he realizes that he's in love with reader and wouldn't be able to live without her. Super sweet reunion, confession, and long overdue first kiss?
If you could make this a long one, that'd be amazing, but I love your works regardless. Thank you love!
as a s3 and tsunami arc die-hard lover yessss! love this
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Hi! Can I please request one where Eddie has a long distance girlfriend and she surprises him one day? Like Buck and the whole team help pull off a surprise at the firehouse? ☺️
omg yes this is so cutie!! absolutely 🥹
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right person, right time - eddie diaz x reader
Based on this request: hii love could you do a eddie x reader fic on season 6 ep 18 “Pay it forward” it’s one of my fav eps and need a fic based of itt make is as long as you can😭💕💕
Eddie stumbles upon the coffee shop randomly.
He has more than a few minutes until his shift, and he felt compelled to try out the corner café. He hadn't fully eaten breakfast - he had been in a rush to get Chris to school, so the aroma of the coffee shop entices him in.
Once he's in the coffee shop though? He's enamoured by another sight: you.
You're standing off to the side, holding a to-go cup of coffee in your hand. You look up then, meeting Eddie's eyes and smiling.
And damn, was it a smile. It was a smile that jolted his heart, because as much as Eddie denies it, Eddie Diaz is a hopeless romantic who wholeheartedly believes in love at first sight. He was after all, raised on watching telenovelas with his abuela and his tias.
"Sir? What would you like to order?" The girl at the cash register asks, breaking Eddie out of his reverie. He turns to face the cash, opting for a caramel latte, and goes to pull out his wallet from his pocket. The girl shakes her head though. "Don't worry. It's already been paid for by the girl in red."
The girl in red being you. Eddie whips his head back, intending to thank you, but he is instead met with the door closing behind your back as you leave. Eddie couldn't very well leave his coffee and run out after you, so he smiles dejectedly. Maybe another time.
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Eddie definitely didn't expect the next time to be when he had broken ribs from a bridge collapsing. He's dirty, tired, and he just wants to go home, but he's hauled into the emergency room. He grits his teeth at the pain as he's helped into a triage bed by Hen and Athena.
"I'm fine!" Eddie lies dismissively, even as he holds his side in a half-hug position. He was better off compared to Chim or Bobby who were affected much harder than he had been, so he didn't think he needed any fussing.
"I'll be the judge of that, sir." He hears a voice say. Eddie looks up to see you.
The girl in red.
Although, now you're wearing navy scrubs, head down as you scan a clipboard quickly. You then lift your head to look at him properly, and you smile.
That same smile from this morning.
"So we meet again." You say, as you use your stethoscope to check his breath sounds.
"Well, you do keep saving me." Eddie says back, with a playful grin.
"Is he seriously flirting with cracked ribs right now?" Athena asks Hen, who laughs and shakes her head as they walk away.
Eddie hopes you didn't hear that, but from the giggle that you let out, he's pretty sure you did.
"Alright, Mr. Diaz. You're going to need a chest x-ray. Take care, and maybe I'll see you again in better circumstances." You say with a smile, and before Eddie can say his goodbyes, he's directed into another room, and you're onto another patient.
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Eddie doesn't believe in fate or the universe meddling in his affairs, but he has to admit, seeing you in three different settings within the span of a week doesn't just feel like a coincidence.
He and Chris had walked into the too-full movie theatre, Eddie holding a bag of popcorn and drink for the two of them that cost him an ungodly amount. Eddie isn't paying attention as he settles into his seat, but eventually he spares a glance to the person sitting next to him. You.
You chuckle softly seeing Eddie, murmuring a low, "hi."
"H-hey!" Eddie sputters. "What're you doing here?"
You give him an amused grin, one that says what else would someone be in a theatre for, Eddie, before someone shushes the two of you.
Eddie spends the entire two hours of the movie looking out of the corner of his eye to see how you react to the movie. He almost spills popcorn everywhere when your forearm makes contact with his. When the credits roll, Eddie musters up the courage to finally ask you out.
You smile mischievously before nodding. "You do owe me a coffee."
Eddie Diaz doesn't believe in the universe interfering in his life, but he sure is grateful that he walked into that coffee shop that day.
#eddie diaz x reader#911 x reader#911 x you#911 imagine#eddie diaz#eddie diaz x you#eddie diaz fic#eddie diaz imagine#eddie diaz x y/n#911 abc#request#sorry that this is so much later!
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Evan Buckley x fem!reader who loves to worship his body he just looks SO GOOD with a little weight on him, I love him all the time but his little tummy and his curls 😩 I could live and die between his thighs
wait yes ur mind!!! this is why season 8 buck is so special to me fr
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sink or swim - evan buckley x reader
Buck doesn’t mean to be crass or graphic, but there isn’t anything quite like going down on someone.
He doesn’t know whether it’s due to the sense of connection or the euphoria he feels the second their taste floods his tongue.
Or it might be because of the validation he gets once he gets them to finish, their legs seizing or tightening around his head.
It might also be because they are at their most purest, raw, and uninhibited state of being, which caters to the primal urge in Buck’s brain.
“God. Look at you, honey. Soaked for me.” He mutters, almost to himself, as he holds your thighs open with his big palms, fixated on the damp spot forming on the front of your underwear.
You keen, whining about him being a tease, before he leans in to suck in the front of your underwear into his mouth.
Your complaint gets cut off, a moan taking its place. Buck has only gotten a muted taste of you, a sample, and it’s not enough. It’s never enough when it comes to you. He would drown in you if he could.
What started out slow and reverent quickly becomes impatient as he moves the underwear to the side, and dives in. He nips, licks, and sucks, putting everything into it, all the while inherently aware of the goosebumps, stuttered breaths, heaving chest, and the sweat beading at your temple.
He barely pays any mind to the fact that his own underwear was wet and sticky.
Buck loves going down on people, but going down on you? It’s a holy experience.
#evan buckley#evan buckley smut#evan buckley x reader#evan buckley imagine#evan buckley x you#evan buckley x y/n#911 imagine#911 x you#911 x reader#sorry for the thirst I wrote this 10 minutes into an 8 hour road trip#buck being a munch!!!
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confessions - eddie diaz x reader
Based on this request: So pre-relationship fem!reader x Eddie. The 118 is on one of their 24 hour shifts, and reader wants to surprise them by cooking a delicious breakfast. When they start to all wake up, or get back from a call, she's just finished putting the food on the table with fresh coffee and freshly squeezed juice, etc. After a little bit, she steps away for a min and everyone uses that time to ask Eddie why he hasn't made a move yet. Confession, first kiss, all the fluff please! 😘 Sidenote, reader is like a daughter to Bobby and he's alive in my heart ❤️
Eddie is aware he's staring, okay?
He can't help it sometimes. It's like his body and eyes know when you're around and he's being pulled towards you like a tractor beam.
Especially when you smell and look so good as you flit around the firehouse kitchen, plating cheesy scrambled eggs and French toast that could even give Bobby a run for his money.
(Not that anyone would say this outright to Bobby, but because you're practically his pseudo-daughter, Eddie doesn't think Bobby would even mind).
"Dig in, guys. I'm going to wash up before I join y'all." You give the 118 a beaming smile before walking down the steps towards the showers.
Eddie's eyes follow you, a faint smile present on his face. When he belatedly snaps back to reality, he realizes that Hen, Chim, and Buck are looking at him in various states of amusement.
"What?" He says, bringing a forkful into his mouth. He's met with a burst of flavour on his tongue. Damn, you're good.
"How long are you going to be pining after her?" Buck asks bluntly. It was the wrong moment to ask that, because Eddie had decided to put maple syrup onto his French toast just that second, and he squeezed the bottle a little too hard in a panic - sending drops onto Chim's face. Chim barely reacts, using his tongue to lick up the syrup as he continues to eat like a starved man.
"What? I don't know what you're talking about." Eddie laughs nervously, shoveling more food into his mouth in attempts to stave off this conversation.
Hen looks at Eddie then, knowledgeable and soulful brown eyes on his that makes Eddie want to confess every secret in the world.
Eddie sighs eventually. "I don't know how to ask her out. I haven't dated in a while, and I don't even know if she feels the same way."
The three others exchange a look that Eddie isn't able to decipher, when Eddie feels a hand on his shoulder.
"I have a very strong feeling your feelings are reciprocated, Eddie. Just be yourself." Bobby says kindly. Eddie is stunned, because if one of the closest people in your life can say that, maybe he has a shot after all.
Eddie swallows down the rest of his orange juice, before heading downstairs in search of you. He almost runs directly into you as you come out of the locker room.
"Whoa, hey!" You laugh, putting your palms on Eddie's stomach in an attempt to prevent a human crash.
Both of your bodies are extremely close, closer than you've ever been in the past few years. You realize after a second that your hands were still on his very, very firm abdomen, and drop them.
"Sorry." You chuckle nervously.
"Please don't ever apologize for touching me." Eddie mumbles, then blinks. You don't think he meant to say that out loud.
"Hey... would you want to go out to dinner with me? Just me? Like, as a date?" Eddie asks. Nailed it. He thinks to himself, self-deprecatingly.
Your smile is soft, sweet, and hopeful. "I'd love to, Eddie. When were you thinking?"
"How about tonight?"
You furrow your brow. "We're doing a 24 today, Eddie. We'll still be working."
Eddie smiles. "Don't worry. I'll find a way."
And boy, did he. Your first date with Eddie was a picnic on the rooftop of the firehouse, at 8:43 p.m. Your first kiss happened at 8:45 p.m., and Eddie first visits a ring store with Bobby not even a month into dating. At the end of the day, Eddie was tired of waiting - and he was going to love you hard and with his entire being.
#eddie diaz x reader#eddie diaz x you#eddie diaz#911 x reader#911 x you#911 imagine#eddie diaz x y/n#eddie diaz imagine#eddie diaz fic#request
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Hey hey! Can we get an Eddie Diaz fic where reader shuts him up with a kiss? They love each other but aren't together yet, and maybe he's ranting about something and she kisses him mid sentence.
(I absolutely adore flustered and stuttering Eddie 😆)
yesssss flustered eddie my beloved!
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sleepy sidekicks - evan buckley x reader
Based on this request: Babysitting Jee with Buck. Maybe it could be reader had a really long day at work and just wanted to have a few drinks and cuddle with Buck but she walks in the apartment and smells cookies and then looks over at the couch and sees Jee and Buck sleeping .
It’s been a long, terrible, no good day.
Your back hurt, literally and figuratively, with how much you had to do at work, and almost like the skies had detected your somber mood, a thunderstorm had rolled in on your way home.
You open the apartment door, fully intending to pour yourself a glass of wine, grab a tub of ice cream, and cling onto your boyfriend for hours - in that order. You’re met instead with the sweet smell of butter and sugar in the air, and notice that there were toys and colouring markers strewn about throughout the house. You smile softly despite your rough day when you remember that Buck had volunteered to watch Jee today, since she had a day off from preschool and both Maddie and Chim had to work.
The apartment was quiet though, not a sound from neither Jee or Buck. You curiously move around, before you're met with the adorable sight of Jee curled up on the left side of Buck, her tiny head resting in the crook of his neck while Buck held her protectively against his chest. Jee's mouth was open, her tiny fist holding onto the front of Buck's sweater. Her uncle was practically a mirror image, mouth open, hair mussed about and a speck of flour on his cheek - it was clear that the two had a very fun, but very tiring, day.
You take a seat on the right side of Buck, lifting his other arm up so you could cozy up beside him.
He blinks awake at the movement, but smiles tenderly when he sees that it's you. He places a kiss on your forehead and squeezes you tighter to his side.
"How was your day?" He whispers.
"Better, now. How about you?"
"Ditto, now that I've got my best girls with me."
#evan buckley#evan buckley x reader#evan buckley imagine#evan buckley x you#evan buckley x y/n#911 imagine#911 x reader#911 x you#evan buckley drabble
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mug shot - eddie diaz x reader
Based on this request: Good morning lovely, I'm the anon that requested those prank/pun fics. I loved them so much 🥰 I've got another for you. (I'm a pun lover as you can tell lol) Eddie comes downstairs one morning to make himself a coffee but can't find any of his coffee cups. He searches for his gf and sees her staring out the window with a curious look. As he walks up to her and asks her if she's ok, she's like, "Hey baby, it sure looks muggy outside" and he glances out the window only to see that she placed his coffee mugs on their front lawn 🤣🤣 Love your work!
Eddie wakes up alone and upset.
It's a weekend when neither one of you are working, and Chris was at a sleepover. Eddie had thought that the two of you could indulge in sleeping in, maybe have some breakfast in bed while stealing some kisses in between bites.
Instead, he wakes to your side of the bed cold and empty. He grumbles as he gets up (Eddie isn't a morning person, okay?), making his way to the kitchen in search of his girlfriend and coffee.
He finds the former, arms crossed and looking out the window that was over the kitchen sink. He shuffles over to press a kiss to your head, before moving to fill up the coffee pot with water. While the coffee drips slowly, he searches for a mug - any mug really. He then notices that you continue to stare out the window, not budging from your spot.
"Babe? You okay?" Eddie says cautiously, coming back to stand next to you, scanning your face for what could be wrong. His hackles are up.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just, quite muggy outside, isn't it?" You answer.
Eddie furrows his brow, because, it really wasn't. It was warm and dry, like most L.A. mornings. Eddie finally follows your eye line out the window, and he sees the front yard scattered with things. Upon further inspection, he can deduce that they were all mugs - but not just any mugs. His mugs. He can see the mug that Chris had gifted him at 6 years old with #1 DAD on it that was slightly chipped, as well as the LAFD mug that you always steal even if you had one of your own, because, according to you, things just tasted better in his.
Eddie lets out a long-suffering sigh, and drops his forehead onto your shoulder, a shoulder that was shaking with giggles. He should've just stayed in bed.
#eddie diaz x reader#eddie diaz#eddie diaz x you#eddie diaz x y/n#eddie diaz fic#eddie diaz imagine#911 x reader#911 imagine#911 x you#request
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baby brawl - evan buckley x reader
"We have to have sex."
Buck looks at you, bewildered. You can't blame the guy, really. The two of you had argued this morning over some menial thing and had spent the past few hours giving each other the silent treatment. So you showing up in front of him on the couch saying that, was definitely not expected.
"Sorry?" Buck asks, thinking that maybe the water from his shower was still stuck in his ears.
"It's peak ovulation according to my app. We have to have sex."
"We're mad at each other, though."
"Doesn't matter." You say, walking into the bedroom, shedding your clothes off on your way there.
And well, Buck is just a man, alright? A man who is hopelessly attracted to his wife despite any irritation. So, in a haste to follow behind you, he nearly trips over his own two feet.
"You're impossible." You hiss, in between moans, swivelling your hips and clutching onto Buck's biceps.
"Me?" Buck grunts, gripping your hips as he thrusts up into you. "You're the one who refuses to listen to reason."
"Nothing that comes out of you is reasonable."
None of your words are taken to heart, because the two of you come practically simultaneously just then, Buck's head tipped back and your legs shaking from where they were wrapped around his waist.
You drop onto the mattress next to him, and the two of you are silent for a beat.
"Nothing that comes out of me is reasonable, huh?" Buck asks, with a quirked eyebrow while two of his fingers touch your inner thigh, catching some of your mixed releases before pushing it back into you.
Your lips fight the urge to smile, while your body lights up like a factory fire at Buck's touch. "I said what I said."
As the two of you burst out laughing, Buck notes, "I can't believe we might have made a baby while we were arguing."
"At least he or she will be born out of passion." You joke, but you don't miss the way Buck's gaze softens at your words.
"You've got that right." He says, leaning in to catch your lips with his, before initiating the second out of many, many rounds of the night.
#evan buckley smut#it's giving... missionary so we can keep arguing#911 x reader#911 imagine#911 abc#evan buckley#evan buckley x reader#evan buckley imagine#evan buckley x you#evan buckley x y/n#911 x you#evan buck buckley#evan buckley fic
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Can we get a part 2 of rings and things
I'll definitely see where I can go with it!!
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the journey back to us - eddie diaz x reader
Based on this request: Hey I hope all is well! Im not sure if your requests are open but I was wondering if you could do a Reader x Eddie blind date? His Tia Pepa sets him up with the daughter of her new neighbors but what she doesn't know is Eddie and reader have already met and had a one-night stand a few months after Shannon's death but instead of making it awkward reader introduces herself to him. He takes his tia in the next room and saying why did you set me up on a blind date. They both go out to dinner and a movie then a walk on the beach or something and it ends with them back in bed and in a relationship
Eddie loves his Tía Pepa.
She was always the parental figure that Eddie was able to be fully himself; flaws and all, without any judgement. She allowed him to be a kid growing up, and she was a big factor in why he had decided to relocate he and Chris to L.A. all those years ago.
Eddie doesn't love when she meddles though.
It was a Saturday morning, and he was asked to water and mow the lawn, since her usual guy was out of town. Or so she said - because when Eddie walks up to her front porch, he is met with the sight of her regular guy already doing the work, while Pepa sits on the front porch chatting with him. Not just with him though - Pepa is sitting next to a girl that Eddie didn't think he'd ever see again: you.
"Eddito! Come, come, sit." Pepa says, beckoning him towards an empty chair, a chair conveniently next to yours.
"Let me just... wash up, first okay?" Eddie tells Pepa, tilting his head towards the house to ask her to follow him, all the while giving you an apologetic smile. You, to your credit, don't react. In fact, you were looking at him with a distant politeness, as if the two of you hadn't spent an entire night in between sheets four years ago. You were looking at him like he was a stranger.
Why did that bother Eddie so much?
"Tía! What did you do?" Eddie hisses low, chancing a glance behind him to make sure you were out of earshot, while ushering his aunt further into the house by her elbow.
"Eddie, she's such a nice girl! She's the niece of the couple who moved in next door. Who better to set her up with than my own nephew, huh?"
"Tía..." Eddie starts. He isn't quite sure how he's supposed to explain that he already knows that nice girl. That they had met already in the months after Shannon's death, when Eddie was angry at the world. That the night they spent at the bar was the most he had laughed in weeks - not to mention the amazing sex that the two of you had afterward. Eddie had left your house in the middle of the night, when the guilt that he was having fun with someone while the mother of his child was not even cold in her grave started eating him up from the inside.
"Why don't you take her out for a coffee? See if the two of you have anything in common?"
Which brought Eddie and you to right now: the two sitting stiffly in the bustling coffee shop, unasked questions hovering around the two of you like a vice.
"I'm sorry." Eddie says, eventually.
You raise an eyebrow, guard all the way up. "You had four years to apologize for ghosting me, Eddie."
Eddie fights the urge to smile. He remembers that you took no shit even back then, and he had liked it. It seems like nothing had changed.
"I know." He exhales deeply. "It's not an excuse, but I had just lost my ... ex-wife, the mother of my kid, not too long before we had met. I was struggling in a lot of ways, so I did what I thought was the easiest way out - I ran."
Eddie sees how you soften immediately, eyes filling with understanding. You take a beat to think, before outstretching your hand towards him. "How about we put all that behind us, then. Hi, my name is Y/N."
Eddie chuckles, something warm and light filling his chest. He shakes your hand. "Eddie. It's nice to meet you."
Later that night, the two of you are trying to catch your breaths while in bed, clothes strewn about across your room.
You giggle euphorically. "It's nice to know we're still good at that."
Eddie laughs, pulling you close to rest your head against his bare chest. "This time, there won't be any running though."
"Good."
Meanwhile, Pepa sips her tea in the comfort of her home, content in the knowledge that all her children and nephews are happy.
#eddie diaz x reader#eddie diaz#eddie diaz fic#eddie diaz imagine#911 x reader#911 imagine#911 x you#911 abc#tia pepa#eddie diaz x you#eddie diaz x y/n#request
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rings and things - evan buckley x reader
It's just a piece of metal.
A piece of jewelry.
It should not make Buck this turned on.
When Buck had proposed to you a few weeks ago, he knew that he was making the best decision of his life. He loved you with every fibre of his being, and he couldn't wait to make a life and family of his own with you.
What he hadn't expected with the elation, was the constant state of arousal that came with seeing you wear said ring. The ring he chose out for you. The ring that symbolized commitment and forever.
It was getting to be a problem, because Buck is hard, okay? He is sitting at Hen and Karen's house, the four of you having dinner on a Friday evening, and all he can do is stare at his fiancée eat pasta and sip wine, all the while wearing his ring.
Driving back home after dinner didn't do anything to quell his erection; because Buck steered with one hand and interlocked his other with yours. Your left hand. Your ring hand.
The same hand that was now pulling away from him. Buck furrows his brow in disappointment, looking over at you when stopped at a red light to see what you need your hand back for, only for that hand to be back on him - but on his upper thigh.
"Park somewhere secluded, Buck." You whisper, twisting your body to unbuckle his jeans.
Buck whimpers as you make contact with his length through his boxers. He gingerly takes a left turn, parking on a street with nary a house within a three mile radius.
Not even seconds after he puts the Jeep into park, he's met with a lapful of you. Not that he was complaining - in fact, Buck would like it to be known that he was doing the exact opposite of complaining.
You straddle him properly, leaning down to suck his bottom lip into your mouth. You reach down to lower his jeans and boxers just enough to allow his length to spring free.
Buck caresses your sides before moving to unzip your own pants, when you stop him.
"Let me take care of you first, okay?" Buck nods in a daze, as you fist his length. The coolness of your ring was a stark contrast to the rest of your hand, and Buck could tell with absolutely certainty that he was going to come embarrassingly fast.
Has he mentioned that he loves the ring on you?
#I feel like buck would 100% have a commitment/ring kink#like me.... oops who said that#evan buckley#evan buckley x reader#evan buckley smut#evan buckley imagine#evan buckley x you#911 imagine#911 x you#911 x reader#evan buckley x y/n#evan buckley fic#911 abc
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Babysitting Jee with Buck
Maybe it could be reader had a really long day at work and just wanted to have a few drinks and cuddle with Buck but she walks in the apartment and smells cookies and then looks over at the couch and sees Jee and Buck sleeping .
waitttt this is adorable. yes ill write this soon!
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Good morning lovely, I'm the anon that requested those prank/pun fics. I loved them so much 🥰 I've got another for you. (I'm a pun lover as you can tell lol)
Eddie comes downstairs one morning to make himself a coffee but can't find any of his coffee cups. He searches for his gf and sees her staring out the window with a curious look. As he walks up to her and asks her if she's ok, she's like, "Hey baby, it sure looks muggy outside" and he glances out the window only to see that she placed his coffee mugs on their front lawn 🤣🤣
Love your work!
I get such a kick out of these pranks, yes! thank you for your requests 🥹 I'll post this next week!
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