#ABC ADVENTURE

[retrocgads]

USA 1997

[yes-i-am-happyaspie]

Hey writer friends! There's a fun, all-fandom, writing/art event taking place for fall. Cozytober! This is their second year and since they don't have a tumblr page, I thought I'd share the prompts!

For anyone participating in any of the other big fall events (@sicktember @whumptober @flufftober ) these prompts actually meld really well with those.

For more information about Cozytober rules, as well as a text version of the prompts, check out their AO3 Collection page [Here]

Happy writing!!

[bidisasterevankinard]

Eddie: universe doesn't scream

Eddie*shot in the street*

Eddie: I hope it doesn't struck twice

Buck*struck by lightning*

Eddie: he is single

Tommy *kisses Buck and takes him on a date*

Universe: maybe if you shut up, I will stop, but do you like how I changed the tactics? 😈

[911-incorrect-quotes-dispatch]

Frank: Ok Eddie, and what do we tell ourselves when we feel like jumping out of a window?

Eddie: Yeet.

Frank: C'mon, we've talked about this.

Eddie: Recognize it as an intrusive thought, accept it and don't judge myself for having it.

Frank: That's it.

Eddie: And then call you to make an appointment so we can gossip about it.

Frank: You know what? I'll take it. Good job.

[hisbucky]

Bobby: Buck and I went ice skating today. Eddie: ...Did he fall down? Bobby: A lot. It was like watching Bambi. Eddie: Do you have pictures? Bobby, rolls eyes: I'm not an amateur, Diaz. Trade you for pics of him with Christopher? Eddie, considering: Deal. We just went to the zoo yesterday, so I've got a lot of new ones.

[babygirl-diaz]

Continuing Adventures of Drunk Eddie and Josh

Eddie: He doesn't love me. He loves Tommy! Josh: It's okay, Eddie. We can find you another guy! You're a freshly prepared gay, I'm sure guys will be tripping over themselves to be with you Eddie: You make me sound like some kinda salad Josh: More like steak dinner Eddie: Are you flirting with me? Josh: I'd rather die. Buck: There you two are! Eddie: How did you find us? Tommy: He tracked your phone. I am still feeling the ick after that. Buck: Shut up. It was an emergency. We had to find them. Josh: Are you Tommy? Tommy: Yes, and you must be Josh? Josh: Josh: I'd give up, Eddie. This dude looks like he was carved out of marble and brought to life Tommy: Uh... Thank you? Josh: Aw, you're very welcome. I'm Josh, by the way. Tommy: Yeah, I know Josh, giggling: How? We just met Tommy: Evan told me Josh: Who the fuck is Evan?

[autisticjoshrusso]

all i need for s8 is for buck to remember being told "you don't find it, son. you make it." by an elder gay grieving his husband and suddenly realize that he's been building a love just like theirs this whole time.

[dorkynerd23]

The Best Cartoon Siblings!

(In My Opinion)

[typicalopposite]

Imma need Tommy and Eddie to have a friendship and get into shit like Bobby and Michael… house demo/people watching shenanigans take two!

[evansboyfriend]

caught in the way you got me [ao3]

relationships: Tommy Kinard/Original Male Character/Original Female Character (M/M/F)

rating: E

words: 2465

Thinking back, he realises he had never actually been attracted to women; not even the gorgeous women who would approach him in bars, who buttered him up and made him laugh when he’d be feeling lonely and horny enough to go home with them, a mutual understanding that they were both only in it for a one night stand. And it wasn’t bad, it was never bad, but he never felt that thrill like he did with men - something he didn’t even realise was missing until well into adulthood.

Six months into living in LA he still feels like a foreigner, and he thinks the locals can tell; one of the most common questions he gets asked is where are you from? and he’s always hated it, always scrambling for an answer. It’s no surprise that’s what Amalia asks, too, shortly after introducing herself and asking Tommy for his name, buying him a drink and inviting him to a game of pool − and Tommy’s supposed to be watching the game on one of the screens in the corner of the bar, but it’s been boring without the friend who bailed on him last minute, and he accepts her invitation without thinking twice about it.

“Where am I from?” Tommy’s eyebrows knit together, a slight tilt to his head. “Uh, planet Earth, and yourself?”

Amalia laughs, throwing her head back. It was a deflection more than a joke, and not a very funny one at that, but she seems to find it hilarious. He can’t lie − it strokes his ego just a little bit.

“I can’t place you from your accent,” she says. “I’m usually pretty good at it, actually, but you’re kind of a mystery.”

Her eyes travel all the way down his body and back up, locking onto his gaze, and Tommy feels a blush coming on. He looks down at the pool table, and it takes him a moment to remember it’s his turn to play. It takes him much longer to figure out she’s letting him win, or maybe she’s playing terribly because she’s more focused on flirting with Tommy and laughing at the lame jokes he keeps making without even trying to be funny, and when she comes around the table and touches his arm for the third time, Tommy tries to shuffle away discreetly, trying to think of a way to let her down gently.

She must sense his discomfort. He’s always been bad at hiding it. But she smiles at him and in a much gentler tone says, “Hey,” and when Tommy turns to meet her eye she adds, “I’m here with my boyfriend, actually,” and points towards the bar.

Tommy spots him right away. David is looking at them, and when he sees them, he lifts his drink in greeting and winks at Amalia − or at Tommy − or both of them − seemingly unbothered that his girlfriend’s been practically throwing herself at another man.

Tommy’s at a loss for words − talk about fucking awkward. She’s definitely been hitting on him, and Tommy’s definitely not interested in getting involved in whatever weird open relationship thing the pair have got going on any more than he’s interested in pursuing any kind of relationship with a woman.

“That’s nice,” Tommy says, because what else is he supposed to say? “I, uh…”

And then she asks, “You wanna meet him? He’s really nice. C’mon,” and she loops her arm around Tommy’s and leads him to the bar before Tommy can even protest.

David greets him with a gorgeous smile, deep blue eyes fixed on Tommy’s, and says, “Hey, handsome,” in a rich, velvety voice.

Tommy’s brain short-circuits for a moment. He watches as Amalia slides up to him and he puts an arm around her shoulders, and they’re both looking at him kind of expectantly and he catches on only with seconds to spare before she asks, “You wanna come home with us?”

And it’s really hard to say no to that, because she might not be doing anything for him, physically at least, but he definitely, definitely is. He’s wearing a plain white t-shirt that shows off his arms, and his shoulder-length brown hair is tied back into a half-ponytail, a few days’ old scruff on his jawline. And he’s standing in front of Tommy, looking at him like he wants to devour him whole − and it’s really, really hard to say no to that.

[continue reading on ao3]

[stagefoureddiediaz]

Sentences on Sunday!

I have two things I've been working on over the past week to share with you this fine Sunday!

First up - an excerpt from my Buddie fic about Famous Country singer Eddie and Firefighter Buck. This is a small part of the section bout Eddies childhood and how he became a country singer in the first place. Its very much in its draft form (sorry run on sentences I need to fix!) so it may not end up looking like this when I'm done with it, but thats a long way off as this fic is going to take a while to actually write because surprise, surprise it keeps getting longer!

But Eddie was never much good at holding things in for very long.  Oh he could bottle things up like the best of them, but it always ended up badly when he did. Building and building until it exploded out of him at importune moments.  So, when he got suspended from school for fighting with Luis Garcia after Luis had caught him staring at Noah Johnson in the locker room and had, in the way teenage boys do, proceeded to be a dick about it, he found himself on the receiving end of an angry lecture from his mom and sent to his bedroom with no dinner as his initial punishment until she had spoken with his father and they had decided what was to be done about him.  He had angrily sat on his bed, fuming over the injustice of being punished for defending himself against a bully, staring at the guitar propped up in the corner of his bedroom, remembering the words his Abuelo had often said to him;  ‘Music, Eddie, is always with you. It lives in you. Setting it free will help you make sense of the world and of yourself. It is your truth, never lose sight of that.’ He remembered those Sunday afternoons at on the porch. They were his favourite time of the week, the few hours when he felt like his true self and free of the expectations placed on him.  The guitar had stared back at him and he had found himself crossing the room, picking it up and sneaking out of his window onto the roof. Scrambling up the shingles until he was sat with his back to the chimney stack looking out over his neighbourhood, he began to strum. Rusty fingers fumbling with chords he only half remembered.

And the second thing I have to share - a picture - I'm currently mid editing my submission for the podfic fest coming up in October! I've been having a blast giving podficing a go and I hope you'll all enjoy listening to me reading one of my most favourite Buddie fics when its time to share it (even if I'm convinced everyone will hate my voice and how I've read the fic!!)!!

Tagging the following and anyone else who has something to share! @spotsandsocks @exhuastedpigeon @daffi-990 @honestlydarkprincess @princessfbi

@fruityfirehose @hotshotsxyz @theyarnmaidstale @dorkydiaz @theladyyavilee

[alliaskisthepossibilityoflove]

[Podfic] Trade-In

written by themandylion and read by All_I_Ask

9-1-1, Buddie, just over 1 hour

Summary:

It starts with Buck trading in his beloved Jeep. It ends with a confession, a kiss, and Buck trading in his apartment too. Or: If you didn't think Buck research binges wouldn't eventually take him to safety specs for his car, you don't know Buck.

Here is a snippet:

And the whole story is on AO3

Thank you to themandylion for giving me permission to record this amazing story 🫶

Tags under the cut

I figured out how to edit podfic on my work iPad, so I'm no longer limited to times I can use our desktop unimpeded 🥳

Using this as my several (ha!) sentences Sunday - thank you for all the tags over the last week @bucksbignaturals, @thewolvesof1998, @diazsdimples, @daffi-990

@tizniz, @dangerpronebuddie, @cal-daisies-and-briars, @shitouttabuck,

@devirnis, @wikiangela, @glorious-spoon ❤️❤️❤️❤️

If you haven't yet and want to, consider it your tag for today 😘😘

Also tagging @missmagooglie, @hoodie-buck, @exhuastedpigeon, @lover-of-mine,

@eddiebabygirldiaz, @eddiegettingshot, @suavecitodiaz, @rainbow-nerdss,

@try-set-me-on-fire, @acountrygirlsfun, @aroeddiediaz, @bucksbisexualawakening,

@underwaterninja13, @epicbuddieficrecs, @rhea314, @mayonnaisetoffees,

@letmetellyouaboutmyfeels, @rewritetheending, @mistmarauder, @renecdote,

@captain-hen, @hattalove, @spotsandsocks, @chronicowboy,

@your-catfish-friend, @burnthatbridge, @extasiswings, @blackestglass,

@hmslusitania, @inell, @idealuk, @eddiediaaz and anyone else who'd like to share whatever they are working on 🫶

Also, if anyone knows if themandylion has a tumblr, lmk? I'd love to tag them

[lavoixhumaine]

i’m gonna die laughing at this 😂

she signed his fucking forehead 😂

[half-bakedboy]

"So-crates: The only true wisdom consists in knowing that you know nothing." "That's us, dude!"

@buffaluff got stuck with meeeee again for a truly excellent crossover--Buddie and Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure 🎸 Created for @911actions 💚

[911-incorrect-quotes-dispatch]

Frank: How is your energy during work hours?

Eddie: Caffeine no longer keeps me going, so instead I have Buck send me texts saying "we need to talk" throughout the day.

Frank: How is that better than caffeine?

Eddie: Well, it gives me just the right amount of adrenaline and fear I need to keep going.

[peggingeddiediaz]

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