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okay but what if tommy didn't leave the 118, he just takes a vacation for about a month or two. when he comes back, they have a new probie. buck.

tommy and buck hate each other. buck 1.0's impulsivity and loud-mouthed arrogance rubs tommy the wrong way. at that point, he's not the self-actualized man we meet in s7. so buck finds tommy's dark, cynical attitude, his bitchy comments, and his lack of awe at buck annoying. plus, tommy thinks buck's still a hotheaded kid.

and he's not afraid to say it, either.

so buck and tommy are constantly at each other's throats. buck riles him up and when tommy just shoots back with unrelenting sarcasm, buck gets angry and quickly. it drives the rest of the team crazy and hen has had to stop them from fistfighting a few too many times.

it comes to a head when they actually do both land a punch on the other. bobby has to physically restrain buck from trying to go again while tommy laughs and shoves chimney and hen off of him. they're both suspended and both end up at a badge and ladder bar.

buck, exceptionally drunk and highly considering just hooking up with some chick, sees tommy. starts ranting to an also-hammered tommy about how in awe of him he is. how tommy's proudly out, how unafraid to speak his mind, how brave, funny, and competent he is. they hook up that night. neither of them can remember what buck said the past night.

so they tolerate each other. well, buck becomes secretly obsessed with him and tommy tries rationalizing hooking up with him. it isn't until the truck incident that much progresses.

tommy stays with buck the whole time, repeatedly trying to lift the firetruck off of him, even though he knows he can't. and he tells buck everything- that he's in love with him, that he's terrified for what that means, that he will be okay.

then they save buck, but while he's healing, he's also going out with tommy. so he doesn't sue the city. and he returns to the 118 and he and tommy live happily ever after, blah blah blah!

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hiiii allie! <3 i would love to request #2 from the list - falling asleep on the other's shoulder. mwah!

Leashy, I'm so sorry it took me this long 😭 thank you for the prompt, I hope you enjoy!

Buck is the happiest he's ever been. A golden band adorns his ring finger, his husband is sitting next to him, holding his hand, and they're about to fly back home after three wonderful, blissful weeks of traveling around New Zealand for their honeymoon.

It was great, exploring another country together, making new memories and getting to know new people, new traditions, new places.

“I can't believe our honeymoon it's already over,” Tommy says, adjusting on the uncomfortable chair in the airport waiting area.

“Yeah, it feels like we arrived yesterday,” Buck replies, resting his head on Tommy's shoulder. “I definitely want to come back, New Zealand is a great place. I felt so connected to nature.”

“For a minute I was worried you wanted to leave everything behind and move here,” Tommy teases, kissing his hair. They joked about buying a cabin in the woods or a seafront house and the idea was actually very appealing for them both.

“I'd never leave you behind, husband,” Buck promises, nuzzling Tommy's neck. “You're stuck with me now.”

Tommy flushes, still not used to Buck calling him husband, to the way his voice sounds when he's pronouncing those seven letters. It still feels like a dream sometimes and even if their honeymoon just ended, they're still going strong in the honeymoon phase.

“Glad to hear that, husband,” Tommy says, curling an arm around his shoulders. He can tell Buck is half a minute away from falling asleep; they woke up early to get to the airport on time and they had a busy schedule to be able to see lots of places in three weeks so they're both tired.

Buck sighs contentedly and burrows himself further into Tommy's neck, scrunching his nose up. His lips part around a gentle breath and Tommy is, once again, mesmerised. He can't help but stare at him, tracing his soft features with his eyes, mapping his face all over again, like he couldn't already draw it by heart.

Buck's left hand is splayed on Tommy's thigh and he can't tear his eyes away from the wedding band on his finger, glistening under the natural light coming from the huge windows. No one can see the engraved words safely tucked against Buck's skin but he knows they're there as an incomplete quote without the ones burning against his own skin. We were together. I forget the rest.

It took a while to choose the words they wanted on their wedding bands but when Buck suggested that quote from Walt Whitman, Tommy knew it was the one. It’s perfect for them, always getting lost in each other, always teased by their friends because when they're together, it's like they're in their own little bubble and the world doesn't exist anymore.

The waiting area is crowded and a bit noisy but Tommy only has eyes for his husband, asleep on his shoulder, and only has ears for the little snores he's making. They're together and he forgets the rest.

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It CoUld mEaN nOtHinG

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It CoUld mEaN nOtHinG

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Hi, so this is VERY RANDOM but I'd like to hear your opinion because I'm on the fence about it and I love you and your opinions.

So I like dark themed romance and I like bucktommy so I was thinking and I'm in the middle of writing a dark themed romance for bucktommy.

My issue is if that's too much? Is it okay to write something that is not fluffy, romantic or hurt/comfort? Because most of the works I've read are like that and they great and the fandom is amazing and that what inspired me to write again after 10 years.

I'm scared whoever going to read it won't take it well and I'm scared I'll start discourse and people making posts about my fic and pointing fingers at me. I'd just disintegrate.

I'm sorry but I'm having a meltdown since a month ago and still do. I write like one sentence and then ask myself "what's the point?" And close the writing app, and this is killing my brain because I'm already a slow writer and I'm struggling with English.

And to give you an idea about it, it has stalking, kidnapping and manipulation.

Should I tuned it down, should I drop it, should I go with what everyone else is writing, what 😭.

I'm sorry, but I really didn't know who should I ask but you.

You can choose not to post this and just give me an answer or just ignore me. I'd hate to disturb your peace if this ask attract unwanted attention, I'd absolutely hate that to happen to you.

I was going to answer this with an @ anon but I think it's important that everyone see your ask because it makes me sad.

It doesn't make me sad because you want to write dark romance for bucktommy, it makes me sad that you feel like you can’t because you'll be ridiculed for it. I can't speak for all bucktommy fans but I can say that there are currently dark romance themed bucktommy fics out there and they seem to be well received and I know I read them.

Imo, if the fic is tagged accordingly, then go for it. I'm currently reading a few mob boss fics that I would describe (as well as the writers) as dark romance.

There's nothing wrong with safely exploring things through art. How many people love to watch the show 'You'? Gallavich fic is heavy on dark romance. Bucktommy are legal adults.

I feel like the CSA fics really fucked up this fandom. That was completely different. Those fics were deliberately mistagged and sent to people to trigger them. That's not what you or other writers who properly tag their fics, are doing.

If someone reads your fic and it has a trigger in it that is tagged and they get angry that's on them.

For instance, and please forgive me, I'm not calling this writer out, but there is a bucktommy series about a very specific fetish that is no where near my interest levels... and you know what I do?? I scroll past it.

Just because I don't enjoy that doesn't mean others don't.

I would recommend turning on comment monitoring (?) to get a feel on the reactions, but I don't see why you'd have a problem.

Annie, please write it. Tag appropriately and have fun! It's what we're all here for at the end of the day anyway.

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I couldn’t work this scenario into the fic I’m writing, but wanted to put my sad (pre-S1?) Tommy thoughts somewhere —

Tommy’s been with Abby for a while and he wants it to work — he needs it to work — but deep down he’s afraid it never will. He needs a place where he drop the mask for a little while and pretend he can have everything, so he joins a gym in WeHo that’s far out of his way and open 24 hrs. He introduces himself as “Joe” to anyone who’s interested and keeps to himself unless someone asks him to spot.

A few guys suggest meeting in the steam room but Tommy always politely declines. Then, one Tuesday night, after a particularly long day of feeling like shit about himself and pushing way too hard on the bench, he showers, wraps his towel low on his waist, and takes a seat inside.

It’s not cheating if I’m only looking, he reasons. When the guy opposite spits in his hand and starts working his cock, Tommy convinces himself it’s not cheating, it’s research. It doesn’t matter that he’s hard, he’s just watching, that’s all.

Another man — tall, broad and dark — sits beside him. He’s about the same age as Tommy, with thick, black hair on his head and chest. He gives Tommy a careful glance and a small, knowing smile. Together, they watch the man across from them push his cock through his fist and say nothing to each other.

It happens again the week after. And the week after that one. And again a few days after that. There’s always someone willing to put on a show and Tommy’s finding any excuse to enjoy it next to his nameless man, instead of going home to sit next to the girlfriend who’s crazy about him.

Weeks come and go. In the steam room, Tommy and the man edge closer, their towel covered thighs teasingly close to touching. At home, Tommy feels like he’s going to tumble off the edge of his and Abby’s bed.

And then as quickly as it started, it ends. Tommy doesn’t see the man for close to two months. He puts in a crazy amount of overtime to patch up the broken heart he feels pathetic for having. He feels so sour and embarrassed that he cancels his membership and uses the station’s equipment full-time instead.

He’s doing fine. He jerks off and deletes his browser history like any respectable person and feels sick that he’s grateful Abby’s been too tired and preoccupied to make a move on him.

On a call one night he pulls a couple out of an apartment fire. Two men in their fifties who are so overwhelmed to see each other’s soot stained faces that anyone would think they’d been separated for years rather than moments. They’re in love in a way that Tommy’s never known — might never know — and he’s suddenly thankful for the gym’s ridiculous cancellation policy.

He goes back to the wooden bench he’s spent so much time on and waits. It takes almost a week before the man reappears. He looks broadly the same apart from the thick gold ring on his left hand. It’s a gut punch that Tommy ignores. It all makes sense now.

Across from them two guys are fucking like it’s the last thing they’ll ever do. Tommy edges closer to the man next to him and, with the kind of courage he thought he’d used up serving in the military, puts his hand on the man’s knee.

It’s electric. The man opens his towel enough to get a hand on himself and Tommy does the same. They drop their heads against the wall and turn to each other, eyes meeting properly for the very first time.

‘I’m Tommy,’ Tommy whispers.

‘I’m Adrian,’ the man whispers back, and puts his free hand on Tommy’s knee. ‘I came back to — I just wanted to see you one last time.’

They get themselves off just like that — seeing each other for the first and last time. It breaks Tommy’s heart to think Adrian will be a secret he’ll have to take to his grave, and after they’ve come and caught their breath, Adrian kisses his forehead and leaves.

The next day, Tommy buys an engagement ring.

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Oliver Stark: *exists*

Me:

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i desperately need buck to find a ring hidden somewhere in the house after they’ve been living together for a few months and for tommy to find him frozen with the ring in his hand and tears in eyes…

“this isn’t how i wanted to do this.”

“how…how long have you had this?”

“…since we got back together.”

buck’s head shoots up, he stares at tommy as a tear drops down his face, he lets out a laugh that’s also a sob, and he just starts nodding

“yes”

tommy’s eyes widen as he inhales sharply

“what?”

buck steps closer

“yes, tommy.”

tears fill tommy’s eyes

“but i had a whole plan. a whole speech”

buck shakes his head rapidly

“i don’t need it. this is perfect.”

a smile breaks out across tommy’s face, his eyes crinkling

“yeah?”

buck laughs, giddy

“yes. absolutely, yes.”

and then tommy just grabs him and gives him a kiss that’s mostly just teeth and tears because neither of them can stop smiling and crying

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Buck and Tommy get back together in secret during summer and everyone finds out when Buck is losing his mind after Tommy's helicopter crashes.

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wip whursday

tagged by @trombonechurchill and @o0anapher0o for this one. more of the love in stereo outtake, picking up from here. believe it or not, this is going to be mostly porn, but for now they're determined to be cute. pretend i had the energy to format fake text messages ok thanks

Finally, boarding for Sal's flight gets called, a full hour after it was meant to take off.

"Jesus, I'm gonna be so late getting to the hotel," Sal grumbles.

He stoops to grab his carry on bag, but Tommy gets there first, swinging it over his shoulder. Buck puts his arm around Sal's waist and Sal has to smile. Clearly he's getting a two-man escort as far as is legally possible.

Tommy's slow to hand over the bag when they get there and Sal grabs for it in the end, rolling his eyes.

"C'mon, enough with the eyes, I can't handle this puppy shit from both of you. It's only a week."

Buck exaggerates his pout on purpose and Sal has to laugh, using one hand to squeeze his cheeks to puff his lips out even more and plants a kiss onto them. He turns to Tommy and reels him in for a kiss too before Tommy drags Buck into join them and Sal lets himself be squeezed between them for a long moment.

"Alright," he says finally. "Look after each other."

And then he leaves them behind to get on a plane full of grumpy assholes to go to a conference which, while it will include some interesting workshops, will mostly contain people Sal would cross the street to avoid in any other circumstances. That he'll be a thousand miles away from his boys when they have an incredibly rare overlapping three days off coming up later in the week only serves to worsen his already sour mood.

By the time he lands and switches his phone back on, there are already three messages in their group chat. The first is a shot of Tommy captured in the middle of rolling his eyes in the Fat Burger nearest their place. The table between them is scattered with wrappers, one bearing a smear of egg yolk, the other a stray pickle.

Miss u! Buck has written.

The next message is just a text from Tommy: let us know when you land.

Then after that, another photo, from Tommy this time, an awkward angled selfie that shows the two of them on the couch, Buck tucked into the crook of Tommy's arm, fast asleep, mouth open and drooling on Tommy's shirt.

Post-burger slump. He lasted maybe ten minutes. Love you.

While he's waiting for his hotel transport, Sal shoots off a reply.

Landed, heading to the hotel now. Thomas you better steal me that helicopter for the return journey or we're starting a new life in Seattle. You two better be in bed by now btw. Do not sleep on the couch the whole time I'm gone. Love you guys.

onward tagging for @ambernotember, @firehose118se118 and @beanarie

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on a rainy day, while buck deep dives into another research rabbit hole, tommy puts on a record on the player, soft music fills the home. tommy smiles as he drags buck off the couch. buck giggles as tommy pulls them into a slow dance. they quietly smile as they dance cheek to cheek to the soft music and the soft rain hitting the windows, wanting to stay in that moment for the rest of their lives.

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i will never stop talking about how perfect Tommy is T_T

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I loved the makeout sesh (that 100% lead to marathon sex all night long) just as much as the next person, don't get me wrong, but I am craving an on screen kiss that's as passionate as the hospital kiss yet as tender as their first. 😌🤌

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i know given the nature of 911’s storytelling this isn’t a likely possibility but god what i would give for tommy to find out about all the different stunts buck pulled in order to spend time with him during the days of his unconscious crush. not only would that make tommy all the more endeared to buck in a moment of buck’s lighthearted self-reflection but it would also show him exactly how bad buck’s wanted from the very beginning—even when he couldn’t make sense of what his feelings for tommy exactly were. and in that same breath, i need—and this one does feel like a more likely possibility as something that could actually happen if they get back together—for tommy to find out about all the times buck missed him and wanted to call so bad but baked in order to keep himself from doing so. i need tommy to know about the pile of desserts. the running out of flour. and the desperate wanting to reach out. i just really need tommy to know exactly how bad buck wants him and has always wanted him. i think it would be neat and it would make both of them very happy. and big actions in the face of desire are so core to buck’s character that it only makes sense that tommy knows about all the big actions buck took in the face of his desire and yearning for tommy. you know.

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🌻 wip whursday 🌻

tagged by @leashybebes

“Order whatever you want,” Steve said. “We usually split a bunch of the appetizers, but some people get a full dinner too.”

Buck looked over the menu and ordered a salad with grilled chicken for himself — it’d be easier to stop eating during the trivia and wouldn’t get cold — and another round of nachos for the table when the waitress came back with his beer.

“Potential trivia champ and he buys table food,” Alex said approvingly. “I like him already.”

“I warned Steve that my usefulness will really depend on the topics,” Buck replied. “I’m pretty terrible with pop culture but I know a lot of nature and science adjacent stuff.”

“Oh yeah?” Caryn propped her chin on her hand and looked at him.

“Yeah, my friend’s kid really liked the zoo when he was little, we went all the time. And I love documentaries. My parents were kind of anti-tv when I was growing up and I never really got into it when I was older.”

no pressure tagging @apollabarnes @setmeatopthepyre @firehose118 @chimneyz @cecilyv @stars-inthe-sky @rosyhoneydew @karenandhenwilson @trombonechurchill @weewookinard @moonydanny and anyone else who sees it and wants to!

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Bucktommy + 16 for the pregnancy one.

Hi James love! I'm sorry it took me so long to get to this one! I hope you enjoy it, my darling ♥

Since the last time I did this prompt I went with pregnant Tommy, this time I went with pregnant Buck and I meant to make it more like bantering, but the boys got away from me and wanted to be completely fluffy. Again, I hope you like it, my love, and thank you for sending it! -

Buck wants to kick his and Tommy's past selves asses for thinking it'd be a good idea to conceive a baby in October (it was a Halloween party; there'd been a few pumpkin ales involved). Because now it's June, and he's in third trimester, and the gates of Hell have been opened upon Los Angeles. He wanders into the kitchen, where the AC is blasting with all its might, wearing one of Tommy's old T-shirts and also one of Tommy's old basketball shorts. His husband is there, sipping some iced tea, and when he spots Buck, Tommy gives him an appreciative once over.

"Look at you, you're glowing"

Buck wanted to take the compliment to heart, truly he did. But it's something everyone keeps saying, and he's uncomfortably hot, bloated and feeling like he's carrying five hundred extra pounds.

"I don't feel like it" He grumbles, trying to cross his arm and having the effect instantly ruined by his very prominent bump. "And if I'm glowing it's because your baby has set my inner temperature to 'oven broil'. I'm hot, and my feet hurt, and I just woke up from a nap and want another one".

Tommy would have every reason in the world to roll his eyes, call Buck dramatic (he knows a lot of people would have) and remind him this baby was their mutual idea. He does... None of those things. Instead he stands up, comes closer and press a kiss to Buck's forehead.

"I'm sorry you're feeling that way, Evan", Tommy says genuinely, and Buck thinks he might just cry. "I'd hug you, but I don't want to make you feel even hotter" "I think I might want the hug anyway" Buck says, pouting the tiniest bit because he knows it works, and Tommy chuckles affectionately before wrapping his arms around Buck. Even though he is hot right now, Buck doesn't care. He relaxes in his husband's embrace, resting his head against Tommy's shoulder and taking a deep sigh. "I'm sorry you're feeling awful, baby", Tommy says against his ear, and Buck just hums in response. "I wish there was anything I could do to help"

"You are helping" He mumbles, without raising his head from Tommy's shoulder. "Just by being you"

"Oh?', Tommy asks in that surprised little tone he still has sometimes when it's clear Buck very much appreciates him. "But would a mango popsicle help even more?"

"God, you're a lifesaver" Buck tells him, and presses a gentle kiss to Tommy's lips. When he does that, his bump touches Tommy's flat stomach, and they both chuckle, looking down at it. "Don't you think Papa is a lifesaver, sweetheart?"

"C'mon, let's get you two to the couch and I'll bring your popsicle and an ice pack for you to put behind your head", Tommy promises, giving his bump a gentle caress before helping Buck sit down (their couch is annoyingly low, and it's been weeks since Buck could sit down or stand up on his own).

Buck places his hand over where Tommy's was, and smiles down at his baby. Sure, being heavily pregnant at peak summer is not really fun. But with a husband like his? It can be pretty damn good.

-- There you go, James! I hope you like this shameless fluff, darling ♥