#but it’s another win from bi buck

[coderooster]

Buck coming out but not specifying his sexuality is so important to me. Like, I know they’ve confirmed he’s bi, but he’s not gonna 100% know that after the couple days it’s been since his revelation. His whole view of himself has changed, there’s no way he kissed Tommy and went yep I’m bi always have been always will be. The fact they showed this and had Buck say yeah, look I don’t know what I want BUT I know I want it with a guy is perfect, because he’s still working it out and often times I think queer arcs in tv are very much like here’s a character here’s their sexuality enjoy, but allowing Buck the chance to explore with Tommy without putting any labels/pressure on it is so refreshing and a lot more realistic.

[hippolotamus]

WIP Wednesday ☕

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It's still Wednesday somewhere right? Ok, so this post about Tommy grabbing Buck's hoodie from @whollyjoly has been haunting me (in the best possible way) for a few weeks. Earlier today it came up when I was chatting with Bee and, well, here we are. From my brain to your dash.

Tommy is... well, to say he's not a morning person is a bit of an understatement. The only reason he prefers to see the sun come up is because he hasn't gone to bed yet. So, when Coleson lands in the hospital for appendicitis and shifts get moved, Tommy is less than thrilled. But, it's his job - his career - that he happens to enjoy very much. He gives himself two minutes to grumble before telling himself to get over it. Telling Evan had been even less fun. He understands, of course. They've both been in the business long enough to understand that things change and being flexible is par for the course. It's just that they finally seemed to have gotten into a decent cadence with their schedules and figuring out how to have regular date nights where they aren't exhausted or rushing off to a shift. C'est la vie or whatever. "Five more minutes?" Evan mumbles, tightening his hold as Tommy tries to extricate himself. He chuckles and rubs his thumb over Evan's birthmark. "That was your five more, baby." Evan slowly blinks his eyes open and pouts unapologetically. "Don't even try because it won't work," Tommy says. "Unless you've got some secret in with my boss that will let me be late.” "No." Evan somehow manages to pout even more. "But it was worth a shot, right?" Warmth floods through his chest, radiating out like liquid sunshine. The temptation to call off and stay in bed all day is overwhelming. But Tommy's a big boy. As such he's going to win the war over Evan's incredibly adorable puppy eyes and go to work. "It was a valiant effort." Tommy kisses the tip of Evan's nose before capturing his lips, morning breath be damned. "Better luck next time, kid." "Go. You're gonna be late." Evan playfully shoves his shoulder. It's so easy and fun and light and- what was it Casey McQuiston wrote? Oh, right. Alex is so in love he could die. That. That's what Tommy feels. He just hopes Evan doesn't run when Tommy finally gets the courage to say it out loud. He leans in for one more kiss before shimmying out from under the covers. The extra five minutes he gave Evan turned out to be closer to fifteen and now he has to rush to throw himself together. He allows for a quick rinse in the shower before hastily throwing on jeans, a tee and hoodie. "Thanks, babe." Tommy takes the travel mug of coffee Evan hands him and settles for giving him a peck on the cheek so he doesn't undo all the work of trying to be on time. "Be safe," Evan says, no less sincere than the first time. It's said with care, as part of this ritual they're developing. Not because it's a habit or a meaningless platitude. But because it’s intentional. “Of course.”

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Chapt 2 4.6k

High roller: a player who competes for very high stakes

The team hit the bar and Buck sets out to win or maybe lose the bet he never wanted to make in the first place so he can go home with the person he wants to.

Things do not necessarily go as planned…

The music is loud, even louder over by the dance floor. He’s not heading that way yet, maybe later, after a drink. Several drinks. He needs several drinks if he’s doing this tonight.

“What do you want?”

Eddie leans in close to yell that highly dangerous question in his ear. He can’t actually feel his lips move against his skin but it’s easy enough to imagine it. Buck suppresses a shiver and answers.

“JD and Coke”

Beer is not going to cut it this evening. Not even slightly.

After half an hour and two drinks they’re joined by Ravi and another thirty minutes after that Chim and Hen rock up.

Chim greets them with open arms, an expectant expression and a drawn out word.

“Weeell?”

Momentarily confused Buck frowns and raises his voice to be heard, “Well what?”

That gets him an eye roll from Chimney and a shake of Hen’s head.

“Really? You know why we’re here. Haven’t you even started yet?”

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[lovecolibri]

hi just wanted to say a big thank you for being positive and excited for s8 and the buddie of it all bc a lot of my dash has been doom and gloom since the trailer dropped 🫶🏻 i think you’re right! we might not get buddie in s8 but knowing the actors and writers are aware and support it is everything, i don’t think this is another supernatural situation (hopefully)

So sorry this is a couple days late! This is incredibly sweet, but also hilarious to me personally because I felt like I was being WAY less positive than everyone else about the season as a whole because I am a mustache hater to my CORE, and I thought the bees thing sounded like it could be dumb and just a distraction like the escaped zoo animals for season 5, and my worst case scenario was that it was actually going to turn in to a big cop storyline like season 5 instead of focusing on the firefam saving people from a big disaster like we used to get. AND OH, FUCKING LOOK 🙄🙄🙄

ANYWAY, I was being way less fun than everyone else, so I'm truly sorry for what your dash must have looked like if I was a beacon of positivity! As far as Buddie though like, I am trying not to get my hopes up too high (lying) because season 4 burned me HARD when I had convinced myself that tay kay being awful to Buck and flat out calling him "needy", especially after seeing Buck Begins and knowing how that would hurt him, was the show telling us she was not a good fit and I wasn't even concerned about them getting together! I was *shook* when they turned Eddie's shooting into a whole thing about her instead of the firefam and EDDIE. So like. I am not the best judge, although knowing that Tim WANTED to do something else and FOX shut it down, maybe I was more right about all that mess than the show gaslighted me into believing back then 🤷🏻‍♀️

I had to roll my eyes about tay kay for a whole fucking season and sit on that bottle of champagne I bought for BT bones for like, MONTHS. Over winter hiatus and everything! Because they drug that shit out for no reason all season to give Buck something to do. And that's not even touching what I had to survive with other shows (*cough cough* Roswell NM *cough*). So if I have to roll my eyes through BT 2: Return of the Plot Device To Give Buck Something To Do, I can. But I am absolutely gonna complain the whole time.

I think it's important to take the wins where we can and there's a lot to be happy about! Everything about BT has been the vague responses they give about every nothing relationship ever time. We are not fighting the showrunner OR the actors for this, it's a battle with the network, and we got bi Buck within 4 episodes of moving to ABC and the early renewal caused them to push storylines back knowing they had a whole season to do them. And honestly? Knowing they may not get another season? (especially if the opener is unsatisfying AGAIN??) I'm actually not pushing it out past season 8. I think we're getting something this season because they have no guarantees of renewal especially with the kind of budget the show requires, and they finally have a network that isn't holding them back. I'm all about managing expectations (I try very hard and fail a lot), but that means being open to good things too, and I think we're getting good things for Buddie.

[teencopandthesourwolf]

so i'm supposed to be working on my sterek wip—and i am! i wrote about 1k today—but bc of all you lovely mutual's and folk i follow now also into buddie (main culprits being @inell @rosieposiepuddingnpie @sortasirius and @angela-feelstoomuch) and ofc bc of bi!buck confirmed, i've started ploughing through 911 over the last few weeks like a bloodhound chasing a rabbit through the woods and have consequently, inevitably, started a buddie wip. fml. anyways, it's all your lot's fault so here, have just under 1k of my first buck pov buddie quarantine wip and everyone pls forgive my adhd writing brain lol.

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Eddie was so fucking drunk. And it wasn't really either of their faults.

Because daytimes? When they weren't on shift? They were easy.

In the daytime there was just so much stuff to do with Christopher. So many games to play and so many cool things Buck was finding he could teach the little guy. And there were things that Christopher was teaching Buck, too, like, did you know that a crocodile can't stick out its tongue? Because Buck didn't, not until Christopher told him. And how cool is that?

The three of them—Buck, Christopher and Eddie—had started a Strip Jack Naked tournament and they now played it every night that he and Eddie were home, just before bath and bedtime stories. Turns out Christopher loved card games, and loved the rude name given to Buck and Maddie's childhood favourite even more, because what ten year old wouldn't? There was obviously zero stripping involved; Buck didn't even know why it was called what it was called, only that it was super fun, and just about easy enough for Christopher to learn but not so easy he'd get bored too fast, y’know? And what was funny was that the little dude hadn't even won a single round yet, and that somehow hadn't seemed to deter the slugger in his efforts one bit. Quite the opposite, actually. He'd warned, “Just you two wait,” and had this look on his face that said he was determined to become a grandmaster and beat Buck at his own game—or, even better, beat his Dad and win the prize of Eddie having to tidy Christopher's room for a week (a suggestion of Buck's that Eddie had not been overjoyed about).

In turn, Buck and Eddie had now lost countless games of Mario Kart to the kid; been repeatedly humiliated at Pictionary (the kiddie version); and each had the least amount of kudos points for Misfits, a game that Eddie apparently used to play with his sisters. It was another drawing-type one, where each player took a body section on their turn—head, torso and arms, or legs and feet—and then folded the paper over to hide the result until everyone was done and Christopher would unfold the paper and they'd all cry with laughter at the results. Misfits didn't even technically have any winners or losers, but hey, try telling Christopher that.

Evenings, though? The few hours left between Christopher's bedtime and Eddie and Buck turning in for the night? They were tougher.

Tough on Buck, at least.

See, he'd had this dream, a few weeks back. A dream about—well.

About Eddie.

In the dream, Buck had been washing the dishes in Eddie and Chris's apartment after Eddie had made another attempt at cooking his abuela's delicious Barbacoa recipe (Buck had tasted the real deal once when Isabel had come to stay and Eddie had invited Buck over to dinner), and Eddie had suddenly crowded into him from behind, crushing the length of his body up against Buck's back and reaching around to circle soft but firm hands around Buck's wet wrists. Startled and confused, Buck had open opened his mouth to say something when Eddie had placed his hot mouth onto the sensitive spot on Buck's neck, just below his right ear and—

Buck had woken abruptly, writhing and twitching and groaning, jizz spilling all over his freshly changed bed sheets.

After that, evenings were a challenge.

They were now made up of all the usual fun and dumb stuff that Buck and Eddie got up to, plus the occasionally deeper topics in their lives that they both seemed to struggle with but tried their best to share with each other, but there was also Don't look too long at Eddie's hands, and Don't look at Eddie's mouth while he speaks, and Don't check out Eddie's ass in those jeans I'd told him he should definitely buy when the shops were still open and the world hadn't yet gone to shit and I wasn't losing my damn mind.

Buck had moved into Eddie and Chris's place when Quarantine hit because it had just made sense, and over the course of the last six months he had somehow managed to fall in lust with his best friend.

So, times when they both had tomorrow off work, and when the confinement got to be a little too much, they would drink. Sometimes a little too much. One of them always stayed relatively sober though, just in case Chris needed something in the night, and tonight, Buck had been allowing Eddie to enjoy himself because the guy hardly ever really let his hair down, and he deserved to.

Eddie got giggly when he drank Tequila, Buck noticed.

They'd already sunk a few beers prior to cracking open the bottle of Cazadores Reposado, and after Buck had stopped at two shots but Eddie had continued, Eddie had become progressively loose and was now starting to giggle like a frickin schoolgirl. Which, embarrassingly, seemed to be doing things to Buck—not that Buck had a thing for school girls, jesus no, it was just that Eddie sounding so soft and vulnerable and happy was something that apparently really did it for Buck.

Fuck his life.

The guy also got very touchy-feely on tequila, too.

They'd migrated from the kitchen table to sitting so close to each other on the sofa that they were permanently touching, as well as all the times Eddie kept nudging his shoulder further into Buck's and squeezing his hand on Buck's knee. Then his thigh.

Seriously, fuck Buck's life.

The way Eddie had gotten so comfortable with touching Buck was becoming a majorly uncomfortable situation for Buck to have to deal with. Not because Buck didn't want the attention, but because he really fucking did.

And that was a problem, for a few reasons.

Reason one was that Buck wasn't gay, and didn't really understand these feelings he was having.

Reason two was, as far as Buck knew, Eddie wasn't gay either.

Reason three (and Buck's biggest fear) was Buck being terrified of losing what he had with Eddie. He loved Eddie, and Christopher, and he was pretty sure they loved him back—and he certainly wasn't about to let his rabid and confusing libido ruin any of that.

Drunk Eddie, though? It seemed Drunk Eddie really had it in for Buck tonight.

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fingers crossed i can finish it before buck goes insane! xp

[enemyanemonee]

Chris is reaped but Eddie is over the age limit so he can't volunteer for him. Buck is from another district but is moved by Eddie's attempt to save Chris on tv, feels like he has nothing waiting for him - his parents don't care, maddie is gone with doug - so he decides to protect Chris in the games (i have this very specific mental picture of Buck picking up Chris as soon as the canon goes off and running - picture the scene where he runs from the tsunami with Chris). They survive until there's only one other person left, Buck kills that person but not before a knife hits Chris in the chest like Rue. Buck defies the capitol by saying that he will kill himself if they don't save Chris immediately. They both survive. Buck and Eddie meet after and become best friends and fall in love (slow burn). In the quarter quell, both Eddie and Buck go back into the arena. The rest of the team is either a previous winner or part of the resistance.

Buck wins the games alone and only meets Eddie after. Eddie is a previous winner, he volunteered for Chris two years ago and is very famous bc of that. Eddie and the rest of the team are secretly part of the resistance and when Buck starts his new life being paraded around as a victor he's slowly introduced to the resistance while also being used as a pawn in the Capitol's games.

A more traditional version: Eddie is Peeta (Shannon is Katniss?) and Buck is Finnick (in the sense that he's the Capitol's pretty boy that is "rented" to whoever the president wants). Eddie and Shannon win the games together using the berries trick, and then have to prove they're in love but actually their relationship is very complicated and becomes even worse after the games. Buck falls for Eddie pretty quick but Eddie is still in in his mess with Shannon. They all end up in the arena for the quarter quell but Shannon dies (or not?). If Shannon dies, Eddie vows to destroy President Snow for her, becomes the mockingbird in her place.

I like all three of these options and I can't decide which one to go with. All of them would be buddie endgame, of course. It would be interesting, if I wrote them like the 100K word behemoth they are just begging to be, to include Buck/Tommy as Buck's bi awakening and other plotlines from the show. I just don't wanna write something that is literally the plot of the books (Eddie and Buck as Katniss and Peeta)

[baddygab-bi]

My mom’s a general audience member in her sixties. Doesn’t read articles. Doesn’t watch interviews. Had NO spoilers. A very casual watcher. She once said “they’re not gay” when I told her about how “some gay people” (hi, yeah, me but she doesn’t know I ship nor that I’m bi) ship Buck and Eddie as buddie.

Here’s her thoughts:

Helicopter scene: “huh. Interesting.” Then about Tommy “who’s that guy? I remember him from last episode, but who is he?”

Sewer scene: “that’s funny. That’s cute.” About Buck watching Chris. She also was confused about Eddie suddenly having another car that’s not his truck. She thinks Ravi is adorable and funny.

Maddie and Buck at home: “so he’s jealous, what can you do?” “There’s nothing you can do.” “I don’t know why Buck is at Maddie’s house… I know they’re siblings.” “What’s the big deal, so what? Eddie has a new best friend, you can have many best friends.”

After pressing about Tommy: “He’s not gay, is he?” I said: You can’t just ask someone if they’re gay. “They’re getting really buddy-buddy”

Amazon prime scene: when Buck was doing the weights, she was mumbling something that looked like “no. Stupid. No” (we’re on FaceTime and only unmute on commercial breaks). She thought the Prime ad was funny. “Apparently the other guy (she means Eddie) isn’t interested.” “Buck is going to be lonely if he doesn’t find another friend to play, that’s all.” “I thought he was gonna kill himself with the bar weights.” “He’s not gonna come to your rescue, dude.” “He wanted his friend to spot him and look at him, not the other guy (Ravi).” “But Eddie’s busy with Tony.” (Yes she said Tony.)

She’s more invested in the mom shooting her son and Harry and Athena than I want her to be. I need her to be IN THESE BISEXUAL BUCK TRENCHES. Also is this my coming out moment lmao? I’m just gonna say I like his acting.

Basketball: “that was a killer move. He had so much anger and he wanted to really hurt him and he did.” “He’s jealous! And they were winning!” (Huh, they were winning.) “it’s all about the bonding, the guy things. He’s jealous, that’s all there is to it.” “And sooner or later, Eddie isn’t going to want to be around Buck, he’s gonna want to be around Tommy.” I asked her about the song that was playing, she didn’t hear it. Rewatched the scene to hear the song. Song thoughts: “oh there was music.” I bet she won’t understand the words. I was right, verbatim. She put on the captions. “Just because Eddie gets a broken ankle, I don’t want him to leave the show.” She thinks someone is gonna leave at the end or die, I kinda tricked her into thinking Tommy’s gonna die. She asked what a beard is. Told her. “Let me ask you something—no—wait—Eddie’s not gay. Neither is Chimney. So why would he be a beard?” I asked why she thought Eddie was gay. “Not Eddie. Buck! Buck’s not gay.” I told her nobody on the court is gay (not a lie technically). “Exactly. Nobody is gay.” Still listening to the song: she likes the song. She’s into this scene that I made her watch three times. “Ooohh he drove him.” “They’re not gonna be friends any more.”

Buck and Maddie at lunch: Liked Maddie going blonde and the Sarah story. Thinks Maddie was right he was acting like a kid, so jealous. “I want to be your friend too. Include me.”

The SCENE: she has no clue what’s about to happen. No idea. Is nodding when Buck said he was jealous. “Wow” about Buck wanting to get to know Tommy. “That was funny!” After they kissed. “Buck was trying to get his attention and he just kissed him.” “It’s nice. Good. It’s an interesting ending. So now those two will be friends.” I asked if she missed the end of that scene. “No! They’re going out on Saturday at 8am to learn to fly a helicopter.” I told her to rewind it. On the rewatch: “You can have more than one friend!” After Buck said he thinks Tommy is cool “He likes him… okay.” “Tommy went in for the kiss.” She smiling now. “They’re gonna get a beer.. and kiss.”

Promo for next week: she gasped when Buck said it was his first date with a guy. She thought it was just two guys going out for a drink. She didn’t realize they were romantically involved. “Who did Eddie bring to the restaurant?” I said it was his girlfriend “when did she get on the show?”

And on Buck being bi? “It’s nice.”

Was she expecting it? “I thought Buck was more interested in Eddie. Because of the jealousy. I thought Buck and Eddie would be kissing. And then Tommy comes along and he’s gonna kiss one of them.” “Tommy is cute, he’s gonna kiss somebody. Once they add another character it has to be someone to kiss Eddie or Buck.” “I was waiting for them to have a threesome.” “They’re just men having fun! All three of them!” “I thought Tommy and Eddie were gonna kiss. I forgot about the girlfriend.”

[found--family]

💖💜💙

i hope the folks planning on resurrecting Supernatural [re:jackles] are taking notes on what's happening in the 9-1-1 fandom and with this Buck character right now. i know next to nothing about this show, but i do know that 'Buddie' is a major mlm ship between two guy friends and that this guy Buck - a strong macho man in his 30s - has just been canonised as BISEXUAL! with a MLM kiss! after SIX seasons! the subtext was there all along but the network was not on board, by the sounds of it; a change of network saw this queercoded middle-aged male character finally set free. no more subtext, no insinuations that could be interpreted one way or another, just undeniable beautiful text. 

i'm thrilled for everyone in the 9-1-1 fandom and for this positive queer rep in media! here’s hoping other shows will take note - namely Supernatural. Dean has 15 seasons of queer subtext under his belt and he would now be in his mid 40s. it’s never too late to canonise a queer character. characters are never too old to realise they’re queer. this is such an important message, and while i can’t speak for the buckgirls i can say that queer deangirls have been relating to his queercoding for almost 2 decades, including 15 seasons of bi!Dean and 12 seasons of Destiel. seeing a character like Buck come out as queer after SIX seasons (i’ll keep saying it, it’s fucking amazing) is such a win not just for queer folk but for good storytelling; i know there were likely obstacles in finally getting here, and it would be great if queer characters could come out whenever they want instead of struggling against tptb, but six seasons has given the show a wonderful amount of time to delve into Buck’s character and journey with him through various plotlines. as a fan of the slow burn for romance, and a good amount of time for character development to play out, i love that there’s six whole seasons of Buck backstory to delve into for the leadup to his bisexual canonisation.

happy bi day Buck, may you inspire more creative control to cater to the characters instead of some suit in an office who’s never even seen your show and doesn’t care about your journey and narrative freedom. today is a great day.

(the first gif is Buck’s first mlm kiss. the second gif is a moment from a gay comedy called Looking that many people have pointed out perfectly encapulates how a Destiel kiss might play out on screen.) 

💖💜💙

[crowleysgirl67]

Do More (Buck x Reader x Eddie)

Author: @crowleysgirl67

Word Count: 811

Parings/Characters: Buck x Reader x Eddie, the 118, Maddie, Jee, Christopher, Carla

Warnings: AU, loosely based on the epi Buck gets struck by lightning, Angst, Bi!Buck, Bi!Eddie,    A/N: Thanks for reading!

“Got it! We’ll do our best!” the doc says as they wheel Buck away.

“Do More!” Eddie calls after them. He runs his hand through his hair, trying to keep his panic at bay. He’d already lost Shannon, he couldn’t lose his best-friend, one of the loves of his life as well.

Footsteps running down the hall cause him to turn to see you racing through the corridor. You’d been on shift when you’d gotten the call about one of your boyfriends being hurt. 

“Eddie!” 

“(Y/N)!” he reached out and pulled you into a hug as you skidded to a stop in front of him.

“I’m here baby. What happened?” you held him as he gripped you tightly. 

Bobby gave you the rundown as Eddie held onto you. He wasn’t in the right shape to tell you everything. You took a sharp breath in, causing Eddie to hold onto you a little tighter. 

“He’ll be ok.” you whispered, kissing Eddie's head. Of course you knew you couldn’t guarantee it, but you needed to have faith and stay strong for Eddie.    

Eddie always tried so hard to be strong for everyone else. Always trying to live up to expectations, even at the expense of himself. With the help of a therapist, Buck and yourself, he’d been able to start taking care of himself and what he needed. He’d come out as bi (as did Buck), and started dating you and Buck. You’d gone to bat, albeit probably overboard, when his religious parents had tried to make remarks about it. They’d backed down pretty quickly when you’d threatened the army of lawyers you had due to being a trust fund baby. They wouldn’t have been able to win and it would cost them a relationship with Christopher. You didn’t care if they accepted Eddie's choice, as long as they were respectful and didn’t say anything about them despite their dislike you wouldn’t have a problem.   

“Come on.” you coax him gently. “We can’t stay here in front of the ambulance bay.”

He straightens out but keeps your hand in his as you lead him and the others to the waiting room. The room was full of worry and mostly silence, only broken when more people showed up. When Maddie arrived, you peeled yourself away from Eddie. 

“I’m gonna go check on him ok? I’ll be right back.” you kissed Eddie softly in reassurance, before leaving down the hall in search of where they were working on Buck. 

“How’re you holding up?” Maddie asked softly as she sat down next to Eddie after handing Jee off to Chimney.   

“I should ask you the same thing. He’s your brother.” Eddie deflected the question.

“He’s your boyfriend. The relations are different, doesn’t mean we love him, or worry about him any less.” she counters. 

Eddie sighs, he hated how well she could do that. “I’m scared,” he admitted. 

“Me too.”   

“Dad!” 

Eddie’s head shot up at Christopher's voice. He was walking in with Carla. 

“Christopher!” Eddie stood up. 

He takes the time to explain to Chris what was going on.

“Buck’s gonna be ok right?” 

“I hope so, Bud.” he kissed his head as he spotted you rounding the corner with another doctor. He could tell it wasn’t as good of news as he’d hoped, by the look on your face.  

“What’s the verdict?” Bobby asks, taking control of the room.

“He’s alive.” you started, watching everyone breathe sighs of relief. 

“But…” Maddie trails off.

“But he’s in a coma.” you finish, allowing your colleague to take over the explanations as you go to Eddie and Christophers sides. You held onto Chris with one arm and Eddie's hand with the other. He was trying to process, and it was going to take a minute.  

While everyone else took turns going in and seeing Buck, you waited with your boys until Eddie felt ready. You explained to Christopher about how Buck was going to look with all the tubes and wires that were helping him. When Eddie was ready, or ready enough, the three of you went to see Buck. 

After Chris was done you led him back out to Carla so she could take him home. It gave Eddie some alone time with Buck, which you could tell he needed. 

“Ok sweetheart. Dad and I will be home in a little while ok?” you smoothed his hair back and kissed his forehead. “Thank you for bringing him Carla.” you gave her a quick hug.

“Of course darlin.” she hugs you back before taking Chris home. 

Once they were gone you went back to check on Eddie. He was sitting beside Buck’s bed and holding his hand. Coming up behind him you placed your hand on his shoulder. It was going to be a long road ahead but no matter what you’d get through it together.

[jacqcrisis]

Stupidly high end concept idea that is fun (under read more cause long whats new): 

‘straight’ gym bro witch dude from an upper middle class family in a modern magical realism world who’s in wizard college and takes on a bartending gig at a middle of the road restaurant/bar. Its a good gig, pretty good money, and the place is notable for being witch-owned and staffed entirely by people of a magical or supernatural persuasion. 

One of these workers is a line cook who is of a curious and often reviled species given their less than savory raw carnivorous diet and their more monstrous appearances. The cook has to wear a face mask at all times due to this, given he can’t afford any concealing charms to make the massive sharp teeth that jut out of his mouth and cheeks, akin to something found in the deepest recesses of the ocean, less visible and he has to constantly file down his nails for how fast they grow. This, plus other factors make it difficult for his people to participate in almost all forms of nonmagical society, and even some magical parts of it (most middle to upper class witches will have never met someone like him), so the fact that he has a steady job in a more upper-end kitchen is pretty neat. 

Anyways, gym bro gets weirdly focused on this guy, like he doesn’t know what to think about him cause he’s got the spooky factor and he’s apparently on probation and gym bro has seen the face mask come off during the guy’s smoke breaks and apparently no one in the back of house think he’s anything but a good dude but all the servers and hosts similarly find him freaky. After a few months and a lot of nights drinking together after work and even more very blatant staring, seemingly out of the blue, this monster dude with his fucked up teeth and overly long limbs and weird coppery smell propositions the gym bro one fine evening. This is met with the typical ‘nah, nah, what? I’m not like... not into dudes or anything-’ and the line cook just shrugs, figuring mixed signals.

They end up hooking up in a storage closet after a really shitty day at work and gym bro is out of his mind over it the next few days. He was not into that, did not enjoy it all that much, definitely can stop thinking about it anytime, was absolutely not extremely turn on by how this guy could’ve just taken a chunk out of him with those gnarly ass teeth and he tells this dude as much who’s response is a disbelieving ‘sure’. Line cook isn’t offended or anything; bit hard to find someone to hook up with right now given his work/life balance and some subby bi-dude in denial is better than nothing. Plus he wins a bet with the head chef over it, so he's happy about the extra 50 bucks in his pocket.

Despite gym bro's very convincing rants and assurance they aren’t fucking again, they absolutely do. Starts out just after another shitty busy ass holiday dinner rush like two months later and then again on after some horseshit of a night where they were understaffed like a month later and then again just cause it was a Saturday night a few weeks after that and then-

It just becomes so much of a regular thing that gym bro has to finally admit that yeah, he's a little into dudes, but he'd rather not be getting fucked by the freaky monster line cook (mostly out of principle and some casual specie-ism cause he's uhhhh pretty into them hooking up when it's happening and when it's not happening). So he dates some chicks, and that's fine but it doesn't go anywhere and he feels bad cause he's still fucking around with this dude from work. Then he tries having a few hook ups with random dudes and again, it's fine, but doesn't go anywhere and at this point, he's not even working at the restaurant anymore and he's still shacking up with this guy whenever he gets the chance and they're casually texting and talking and hanging out a bit and-

Then gym bro gets booted from his apartment by his shitty roommate and the line cook is the only one who lets him couch surf until his finals are done and he can get a new place. So he's sleeping on his couch for a week until they have sex again and then suddenly he's sleeping in the dude's bed with him. And then, even if the dudes apartment is cold as fuck and smells a bit off, he can't be fucked to find a new place, so he starts paying rent and he hasn't actively dated anyone in months now and when the dude's lease is up, they look at new places together. They find a two bedroom apartment so they aren't on top of each other all the time but gym bro is still sleeping in the same bed as the monster dude and they're still casually fucking and hanging out more and weirdly affectionate and gym bro gets invested in making sure his 'roommate' is eating properly and taking care of himself while the 'roommate' is excessively supportive of his burgeoning physical therapy career and his college work and he cooks great shit for him when he has the time and-

It comes to a head nearly three years down the line and the gym bro is hanging out with one of his old server pals from the restaurant he hasn't bartended at in years now and she asks how his boyfriend is doing. Gym bro is like 'what? We're not dating' to which she gives him That Look and asks a bunch of 'are you living together? Are you two still hooking up? When was time you dated anyone? I see your magical insta posts about you buying him shit all the time, whats that all about?'. Gym bro just kind of blinks at her before putting his dumb head in his hands cause he finally realizes he's been unknowingly in the best, easiest relationship he's ever had for almost three years now and when the fuck did that happen??

He goes home, and he and the monster dude are just hanging out on their couch they bought together, watching their TV they picked out together, and the dude has his head in the gym bro's lap and is making that cute rumbly noise he makes when he gets his head scratched and the gym bro panics and suddenly asks if they're dating. The monster dude kind of squints at him and says he didn't realize that was up for debate to which his incredibly stupid boyfriend immediately breaks down and starts apologizing for being a terrible partner and not fucking realizing what was happening like the meathead dumbass he is.

They have a long talk, monster dude clarifying that the gym bro wants to be dating him which, surprisingly, gym bro is like yeah, he's happy and comfortable and secretly mightve just fallen for the guy at some point unbeknownst to himself since he was so busy with school and his new career and everything. After a bit more discussion and adamantly reassuring his surprise boyfriend he hadn't been seeing anyone since before they lowkey moved in together, they decide to softly start over with some actual dates this time instead of just pawing at each other in a supply closet. For their 3rd anniversary, gym bro gets his new/old boyfriend one of those charms (which he'd already been saving up for) that masks the more monstrous aspects of his appearance so he can take his man out to more public non-magical places and to low-key go meet gym bro's parents.

When his boyfriend tries it on, it's honestly uncanny and when monster dude jokes about wearing it at home, gym bro is immediately against that, finding he vastly prefers his man as he is naturally, gnarly teeth and all.

[the-bau-quinjet]

My Name Isn't

Summary: You find out the guys (Bucky, Steve, and Sam) have a bet as to who can kiss you first, so you confront them at Tony's team building karaoke night.

Warnings: some swearing and drinking

Word Count: 3187

a/n: This was inspired by my love of the classic using karaoke to express your feelings trope and the song My Name Isn't by LOVA. I did change the lyric "yours" into "doll" though because it made sense in the story.

"Not a chance, Wilson." Bucky rolled his eyes as Steve walked into the room, unbothered by the familiar sounds of Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes arguing.

"C'mon tin man, you afraid you're gonna lose?' Sam couldn't help but tease the super soldier.

"It's a stupid bet! Steve tell him it's a stupid bet." Bucky stared at his best friend, silently begging for him to agree.

Steve's tone could only be described as exasperated when he responded, "what is it this time?"

"I bet Barnes and Noble over here," Sam stopped talking to dodge the book Bucky threw at him, "that I could get Y/N to kiss me before he could, and he's too chicken shit to take the bet."

"It's a stupid bet!" Bucky was gearing up to throw another book when Steve chimed in. "I don't know Buck, it could get you to finally act on your feelings for her."

Bucky rolled his eyes, responding with his typical denial "I don't have any feelings, punk."

Sam and Steve shared an obvious "this man is lying" look before turning back to Bucky.

"Fine, Cap since Bucky won't take the bet, will you?" The mischievous gleam in Sam's eye shown through as Steve weighed his options.

"It is a pretty stupid bet, but I'm doing this for you Buck." Clapping Bucky on the shoulder, he turned to Sam. "I'm in." As Steve went to shake Sam's hand, Bucky gave in.

"Fine! Fine. All three of us. The first one to kiss her wins." Bucky reluctantly agreed.

"Now, what does the winner get?" Sam posed the question, mischief clear in his eyes.

-

The first time you had an inkling that something was afoot was your training with Steve and Bucky later that same day. Steve wasn't overly touchy or anything that would make you uncomfortable, this is America's Golden Boy after all, but he kept calling you "honey" or some variation of it. You'd throw a punch and rather than correcting your form in his usual commanding Captain voice, he would feed you a random compliment followed by a "try it like this hun."

You left the gym confused and with more energy than one would typically have after training with Steve Rogers. Luckily for you, Nat and Wanda noticed it too.

"What was that about?" Wanda asked as soon as the three of you were out of earshot.

"I don't have a clue." Your expression of complete confusion was enough to convince the two women you were telling the truth.

"I always thought Barnes had a thing for you. I wouldn't expect Steve of all people to try to mess that up. Especially with how obvious you are!" Nat chimed in. You've never regretted anything more than getting drunk and admitting your feelings for the brunette super soldier to the two women.

"Ugh, are the two of you ever gonna forget about that?" Your question was rhetorical as you nearly slammed the door to your room, but it didn't stop the two women from shouting "not a chance" and "only if you tell him" through the door.

-

The second time you noticed the weird behavior was the next day. You were running through some basic defense moves with some new Shield agents when Sam walked in with Bucky.

Now, normally Sam avoids you in the gym because he knows you'll kick his ass. All your time spent training with Nat mixed with your advanced perception skills meant you are a force to be reckoned with in the gym. This time though, he asked to spar before running through his typical warm up routine.

"You sure, Wilson? I wouldn't want to bruise your ego any further." You joked with him, unsure of his motives.

"Oh I'm sure, baby. Do your worst."

So you did. You had him on the mat in 4 minutes even, not letting the "baby" comment phase you until later in the night when you were with Wanda and Nat.

"First, Steve keeps calling me honey. Now Wilson is in on it with baby! What the hell is going on?'

The three of you shared identical shrugs, choosing to ignore it for now in favor of girls night.

-

Your days continued with the random comments from Sam and Steve. Of course, after the first 24 hours you noticed a pattern emerging. The two men would only use the pet names if Bucky was in the room. If Bucky couldn't overhear what was being said, everything was normal, but all bets were off if he so much as stepped in the room. It was constant affection and compliments from the two men.

You were thinking about the pattern you'd discovered, along with what it could mean, when Tony barged into the common room like a man on fire.

He surveyed the room, noting the presence of nearly every team member. The only three missing? Sam, Steve, and Bucky. You had a feeling they were most definitely up to something. "Oh perfect, most of you are here already! I have decided we don't do enough team building. Saving the world is stressful and we deserve to relax, so... drumroll please!" He waited for an extended period of time, until you, Wanda, and Vision gave him a lackluster drumroll. "That could use some work, but I'm not going to let it bring me down. We're doing karaoke! I rented out a bar for tonight, so clear your schedules ladies and gentlemen! We start at 8."

To say he was met with mixed results would be underselling the range of reactions. Nat looked ready to kill him. Thor was so excited, he reminded you of a golden retriever playing fetch. Most everybody else fell somewhere in the middle.

"Y/N, be a dear and let the three stooges know would ya? I don't know where they are and I don't feel like finding them." Tony didn't wait for a response before leaving the room just as rapidly as he entered it.

"I guess that's my cue. I'll be back and we can at least get ready together?" You looked to Nat and Wanda for confirmation before leaving to find Steve, Bucky, and Sam.

-

You checked Sam's room first because it's the closest to the common area, but there was no sign of life. Steve and Bucky's rooms sat similarly untouched. You went to the gym, the pool, the game room, and circled back to the kitchen but they were nowhere to be seen. Finally, you gave up the impromptu game of hide and seek asking FRIDAY where they were.

"FRIDAY, do you know where Steve, Bucky, and Sam are?"

"Captain Rogers, Sergeant Barnes, and Lieutenant General Wilson are on the roof." The AI responded so fast, it had you wondering why didn't just ask her 40 minutes ago when their rooms were all empty.

"What the hell are they doing on the roof?" You huffed as you made your way back to the elevator.

"They are the discussing the terms of their bet." FRIDAY's response surprised you. You hadn't meant to actually receive an answer, but now that you did you were curious.

"What bet?" You continued the line of questioning as the elevator rose to the roof access point.

"The three made a bet to see who could get you to kiss them first."

Suddenly, all the pet names and compliments made sense.

"Son of a bi-" You cut yourself off as the elevator door opened, leading you directly to the three men in question. They turned abruptly, clearly caught off guard by anyone coming to the roof.

"Finally. I've been looking for you three everywhere!" You kept the new found information to yourself for the time being. "Tony decided we're doing karaoke tonight. We're supposed to be at the bar he rented out by 8pm." You smiled, taking in the slightly guilty expressions on each of their faces. Even if FRIDAY hadn't told you, it would be painstakingly obvious you caught them talking about you.

"Thanks doll, we'll make sure we're there." You felt the butterflies in your stomach at the pet name, but quickly shut it down. You wouldn't be giving in to their bet that easily.

"No problem, see you boys soon." You winked, pressing the button to bring you back to the main floor. You had a plan to make after all.

-

"Well, it's karaoke why don't you just sing a song to call them out on it?" Wanda suggested another idea as you all got ready to head to the bar.

"That could work. You just need the perfect song." Nat chimed in, quickly applying some mascara.

"Wanda, you're a genius, and I think I have just the one." You grinned, pulling the song up to play while you finished getting ready.

-

Upon entering the bar, you immediately started second guessing your plan. That is, until the pet names came out to play. Sam was back at it with calling you baby, and Steve right there beside him with honey.

When you put your name down to sing, Wanda and Nat were right there with you, hyping you up and providing some liquid courage. Four drinks in and you finally felt just tipsy enough to actually follow through with your plan.

With the encouraging words from Nat and Wanda playing through your mind, you walked up to the stage, pulling up your chosen song on the karaoke machine.

You decided to play the beginning of the song off as a coincidence, not wanting to clue the guys in too early.

"One, two, three have been staring at me. It's been going all night."

You made eye contact with Nat and Wanda, fully relying on the feminist in you to knock these guys down a few pegs. By the time the chorus rolled around, you were ready.

Making direct eye contact with Sam, you put as much sass as possible into the next line.

"My name isn't 'baby,' you cannot say whatever you feel like. I am not the things you call me."

Switching your target from Sam to Steve, you kept going with the performance.

"My name isn't 'honey,' I will always do whatever I feel like. Honestly, you don't know me."

Clearly the three of them realized you knew about their bet, but you were on a roll. Switching focus to Bucky, you switched up the words a little bit to put him on blast as well.

"My name isn't... doll. My name isn't... doll."

The girls must have filled in the rest of the group, because you now had Bruce, Thor, Vision, Tony, Pepper, Clint, Wanda, and Nat cheering you on. They were whopping and hollering in agreement with the lyrics.

"We ain't got the time for you messing around so cut the deal."

"Cut the deal!!" You heard Tony yelling out as an echo, shaking your head with a slight chuckle.

"So don't come here and say, 'boys will be boys.' Behind every act there's always a choice."

The three men in question at least had the decency to look ashamed of their actions. Of course, that wasn't enough for you to not put them on blast through another round of the chorus.

The high from calling them out wore off right around the line:

"Do you really think that you can get your way by playing the same game."

Singing those words made you realize exactly what just happened. You held it together, put up a front long enough to get through the last chorus. Singing the last line to Bucky, you felt like your emotions were all over your face. The annoyance that the bet existed. The pain at him being part of it. The love you'd been trying to hide. All of it felt like it was right out in the open.

"My name isn't... Doll. My name isn't, my name isn't... Doll."

You took a quick bow in thanks for all the applause, before running off the stage. You didn't stop at the table with Nat and Wanda, nor did you stop for the three men trying to apologize. You made it outside, running about five blocks before even taking in your surroundings. Noticing a McDonald's, you sent a quick prayer that the ice cream machine was actually functioning before ducking inside.

-

The team stood with mouths hanging open at your sudden departure.

"What the hell just happened?" Tony posed the question to the group, knocking them out of their stupor.

Bucky was the first to follow you outside, his panic growing when he didn't see you leaning against any of the brick walls.

"Where is she?" Steve asked, spinning in circles right alongside Bucky while the rest of the group filed out the door.

"I don't know!" Bucky turned on Steve and Sam. "I never should have agreed to that stupid bet. Dammit!" Running his hands through his hair, he took off down the street calling a quick, "I'll look this way" over his shoulder.

He moved quickly down the street, keeping his eyes peeled for your sparkly, dark red dress. He looked through the windows of the many store fronts as he passed them. About five blocks later, he was about to turn around, assuming you went a different direction when he saw the familiar golden "m". A memory from about three weeks ago was quick to flash through his mind.

The team just came back from a two and a half week mission yesterday, meaning Tony was bound to throw a party today. It went about the same as most Tony Stark parties go; a lot of schmoozing until most guests left and the team could actually let loose.

You let a little looser than normal at the after party. After the mission required you to pretend to be married to Bucky, you felt like you deserved it. It was getting harder and harder to hide your feelings from him, especially when he insisted on walking you to your room after the party.

In a last ditch effort to avoid any drunk escapades, you asked him to take you to McDonald's instead of your room.

"Please Bucky?" You asked, drawing out the words and adding a small pout for good measure. "I just want a McFlurry and some fries! Please!"

"Sure, doll. We can go to McDonald's." You jumped up and down clapping, hugging him as you praised him for being so kind.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! You are the nicest, most perfect man to ever live. Let's gooooo!!" He smiled at your antics, leading you to one of the many cars Tony kept stocked, not quite trusting you to ride a motorcycle at the moment.

After getting the food, the two of you ate together in the car. You, of course, insisting he try dipping the fries in the ice cream.

Reluctantly, he admitted it wasn't that bad before driving the two of you home. He dropped you off at your door, receiving a whispered "thank you" and a quick kiss to the cheek from you.

He smiled at the memory before walking inside. He found you in a booth toward the back, unsurprisingly dipping fries into your ice cream

"Y/N, I'm so sorry." You didn't even look up when he started speaking, choosing instead to study the m&ms in your dessert. "Really. It was a stupid bet. Hell, I didn't even want to do it, but then that punk and birdman teamed up against me and I couldn't let them do it without me! It would've killed me to know one of them kissed you. It was so stupid and I should've just shut it down. I'm so sorry. You deserve so much more than that." He trailed off, waiting for you to say something.

You gestured to the seat across from you, pushing some fries toward him. "It was a stupid bet."

You waited until his mouth was full before asking "Why would it have killed you?" Watching him nearly choke on his fries was oddly satisfying.

"What?" He tried to deflect the question. You shook your head, passing him a napkin.

"You said it would have killed you to know one of them kissed me. Why?" You looked him in the eye as you ate another fry.

"Well, you see, I... um, maybe have um... feelings." It was his turn to stare intently at the m&ms. He mumbled a quick "get yourself together" under his breath before continuing. "I like you. Hell, I think I love you. I don't know when it started, but suddenly you are all I can think about. I worry about you constantly when your on a mission without me, even though I know you can take care of yourself. I see little things that remind me of you everywhere. Like yesterday, I saw a buttercup on the side of the road and I couldn't stop thinking about the time you spent a good twenty minutes ranting about how spring is the worst season."

Suddenly, you were on a tangent. "Because it is! It's always raining, it's muggy, it's always freezing in the morning and way too hot in the afternoon so you have to carry all these extra layers-"

"I love you. That's why it would've killed me. I don't even want to think about you with another-"

It was your turn to cut him off, doing so by leaning across the small table to kiss him. It was quick, but you still felt fireworks.

"I love you too." Your words were sweet, but shifted when you said the rest of your sentence. "I just have one more question." The smirk on your face made him nervous, but he was more than willing to answer anything.

"What do you get for winning?"

-

After talking with Bucky, you texted Nat and Wanda to let them know you were okay and the two of you were headed back to the compound. You beat everyone else back, but decided to wait for them in the common area.

Steve and Sam came in with their heads low, struggling to make eye contact.

"Y/N, I'm so sorry. We never should have made that bet." Steve started, aware of all the eyes on him.

"Me too. It was stupid and thoughtless." Sam added on.

"It was, but you are forgiven." You reached for Bucky's hand, planting a kiss on his cheek. "Bucky told me the winner of your little bet gets to pick the music for all forms of travel on the next three missions." You grinned at their confused expressions. "Bucky, being the winner, has so graciously bestowed that gift to me now. Get ready boys. I'm talking High School Musical. Hamilton. I'll have the two of you singing Taylor Swift in the shower." You, along with the rest of the team, laughed at their expense. Their grim expressions had you smiling, "oh please, I know you secretly love it!"

"Now, I have to go to bed. I have a date tomorrow." You winked at Bucky before sauntering off down the hall, the cheers of your teammates following you.

[outrunningthedark]

I'm part of the Supernatural fandom and the show has been over for a year and there are certain shippers of a fandom pairing that didn't become canon are still claiming to be queerbaited when one of the man actors said over and over again he plays his character straight which was ignored in favor of fan meta's. Even now the two leads are getting death threats, suicide baiting, one struggles with mental health and he is getting comments that he should have let his depression win.

I get loving a fanon pairing and would love to see it become canon like Buddie if it becomes canon I would be thrilled but if it doesn't it doesn't and I will just stick to fandom to get my fill.

I'm just baffled when it be came okay to to throw words like homophobic and triggered around and issue death threats and suicide bait people over fanon ships.

Sorry for ranting in your inbox I just recently started following you and I love how level headed you are when it comes to fandom issues.

Bless you for being vague about the ship in question even though everyone reading this will go "Just say D*STIEL!" 🤭 TBH, I think most slash fandoms would save themselves a lot of time and energy if they stopped expecting the show to do their job for them. Often times, viewers watch a show 'til the very end, clinging to a sliver of hope that their otp will go canon because "what does anyone have to lose?" While this much optimism is a fantastic quality to have, it completely ignores the red flags along the way that warned them it wouldn't happen. - Showrunners and/or cast members discussing a slash ship in a joking manner, or outright dismissing it, is never a good sign. That hasn't happened here. Tim, despite all his criticisms, has never tried to make fans feel silly for wanting Buddie to get together. He also doesn't do the "wink wink" shit, which I respect. Both Oliver and Ryan have acknowledged the fans' love of the pairing. Ryan was the one who specifically said he knew Buddie shippers really enjoy their dynamic with Christopher - and that was back in season three. :) Oliver, meanwhile, has put his faith in the writing staff to tell a (potential) love story between Buddie in a respectful way, which is quite an odd statement to make if it hasn't actually been explored behind the scenes... - The scripts and/or cast members continuously referring to a particular slash ship as brothers/sisters/best buds is another bad sign. Again, we haven't had that problem with Buddie because the keyword here is continuously. Both Buck and Eddie referred to each other as 'brother' in season two. Eddie's was during his very first episode. Buck's was while listening to Eddie discuss sleeping with his estranged wife. Ryan called Buddie 'brothers' for a season four promotional video. I repeat. A promotional video. That got everybody talking because HOW COULD HE!!! #missionaccomplished - Cast members declaring their characters as hetero, or saying something like "I play him/her as a straight character." ❌❌❌ This...has literally never been an issue with Ryan or Oli??? They don't care what people headcanon their characters as, nor are they concerned about POSSIBLY portraying a gay/bi man on screen. TL;DR Sometimes we can't blame other people for not meeting our expectations. Sometimes we need to blame ourselves for expecting too much from them when we knew the chances were slim to begin with.

[thefanficmonster]

Know No Better

Streamer Gang & Reader (Gender Neutral)

Warnings: Swearing

Genre: Platonic Fluff, HUMOR, Crack, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: A game of Among Us with this gang can never go without a halt for some spit-fire accusations and bickering, but throw their mutual friend Y/N in the mix and the chaos flares up twice as intensely.

Requested by my dear friend @thelittleplantlover  Hi darling! Thank you so much for being such a loyal reader and never shying away from giving me your full honest feedback. You are an amazing person, a lovely friend and a mutual I’m glad I gained on my Tumblr journey. Love you with all my heart, Vy 💕

“Yo, sorry I’m....late“ Charlie’s eyebrow raises as soon as he enters the Discord call, almost half an hour after the scheduled time due to difficulties with his wi-fi connection. However, neither his presence nor his apology are acknowledged, seeing as how he wasn’t even heard over all the shouting going on in the call. “Um, what’s going on here?“ He asks no one in particular, aware that he probably won’t get an answer. 

Surprisingly, though, someone does answer him - Sykkuno. “Hey Charlie, welcome. You missed a whole round and a whole debacle between...” The yelling voices give a clear idea of who this debacle is happening between: Rae, Corpse and Y/N. “Yeah, you can probably tell between who.”

“Yo, is that Y/N? Dude, I haven’t heard from you in so long where’ve you been?“ Charlie exclaims, eyebrows raising in delighted surprise, “What are you arguing about? Imma argue with you.“

“You don’t even know what we’re arguing about!“ Rae snaps, scaring the ever-loving daylight out of the newcomer that all but shrinks a bit in his seat, “These are matters the three of us have to deal with!“

You see, Charlie’s not one to press his luck - definitely not when the sweetheart Rae lashes out like that, reminding him that the impossible can be possible if you’re a strong enough believer - but right now, seeing as how he isn’t playing yet, he’s thirsty for some amusement even if it comes with the price of being verbally beat and battered by the currently bickering trio.

“God bless the day you three actually manage to deal with something by yourselves.“ He snickers, half-hoping Rae wouldn’t hear him. Actually, it’s more one third hoping she wouldn’t the other two suggesting otherwise. Adding gasoline to the fire - it’s basically in his resume at this point.

The reply he receives is not even oriented around his statement and it doesn’t come from Rae - whether that be a blessing or a curse - but rather from Y/N. “Charlie, help! Corpse and I are being wrongfully accused over here!“

“There’s nothing wrong about my accusations! I heard you bribing Corpse into vouching for you, you impostor!“ Rae spits out the word as though this argument is a real deal and not just them throwing a collective tantrum as they usually tend to do.

“He asked me for immunity in exchange for keeping his mouth shut! I never offered it to him!“ Y/N argues back, “Not my fault he’s a corrupt crewmate!“

“You were about to accept the offer though! Who does that?!“ Rae’s not giving up her ground either.

“Anyone! All of you know you would’ve accepted the offer had you been the one to be proposed it!“ Y/N whines, reminding themself and everyone else that they are not a very argumentative or confrontational. The only time they can be caught butting heads with people is as a joke, among this very group of people and over something as small as a bribery in Among Us. “And why is no one going off at Corpse for this? Why am I the villain here? Um, hello?! I’m an impostor, I’m supposed to be evil. One of your own betrayed you, and I’M your biggest problem?!”

“I’d like it if you didn’t get me involved...“ Corpse inquires shyly, as though fearing he too is in for an outburst from Rae if he dares oppose hers and Y/N’s statements.

Unfortunately for him, he’s attacked by their joined forces with a: “YOU STARTED THIS!” Shouted at him in unison. Just like Charlie, he too shrinks in his seat.

“Hey Toast.“ Charlie nudges one of his friends, one he hasn’t heard from for the entirety of his short time in the Discord call, “You there?“

“Sup man?“ Toast answers, unmuting his mic for the first time after approximately ten minutes of silence on his end due to this heated debate going on.

“Ten bucks says this goes on for another ten minutes.“ Charlie says nonchalantly, already planning the cheap dinner he’s gonna order with those ten bucks.

“Nah man, fifteen for fifteen minutes. These two have no chill.“ Toast says, taking a sip of his soda.

“You’re both wrong.“ Sykkuno interferes, “I’m putting in twenty for twenty and I’m starting a timer.“

“WHAT?!“

The three men sit there paralyzed now that the two sides of the battlefield have temporarily united once again to end them. Lord knows when Y/N and Rae unite, nothing good is in store for those who they’re up against.

“N-nothing...I was just announcing that...“ Charlie starts off, strategically reaching for the plug for his router, “...my wi-fi’s gonna disconnect in three, two...“

“DON’T YOU DARE!“

And WHOOP he’s gone. And so are Toast, Sykkuno and Corpse.

“I really can’t believe them sometimes.“ Rae grumbles under her breath finding the miserable number of remaining players once again gathered in the cafeteria after no one got voted out despite everyone knowing it’s Y/N.

“And here I thought Charlie would back me up.“ Y/N sighs disappointedly, shooting a brief look at their chat, “Hell if I ever trust him again.“

“Look at the bright side though!“ their friend, moments ago opponent, hurries to comfort them as though their argument never happened. Technically, it really didn’t. “He’s at least not gonna get those ten bucks he sounded so confident in getting.“

Knowing Charlie, losing a bet will most likely leave him feeling torn, but hey, much to his comfort, he was the closest in guessing the duration of the arguing. You win some and you lose some, this time he’s done neither. But he will get an earful from Y/N at the first given chance they get, which he’s grown used to over the years, being the one knowing them the longest. What he’s still trying to get used to is how much they’ve clicked with his friend group. Never did he imagine his socially awkward and shy friend would steal all his friends and literally wrap them around their little finger. Truth be told, amazement aside, he’s quite proud of them for it.

Yes, of course he’s gonna try bringing this up when they open fire on him as an attempt to calm them down. Yes, he knows it probably won’t work. But also: yes, he knows what will. Cause that’s what best friends do - they know. However, they should also know better than to bet on their friends.

 But come on, it’s Charlie and Y/N we’re talking about over here - neither of them know any better. Hell, no one in this gang knows better. That’s what makes them so uniquely and wonderfully chaotic. 

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[purpleorchid85]

Buddie Fanfic Rec List (Part 2)

Missing You Makes Me Angry

By MyShipSailsHere

Summary: After the Grocery store fight, Eddie isn't done yelling at Buck.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21140348#main

 More Than You Know

By nilshki 

Summary: Eddie's forgiven Buck, and things are back to normal between them. By normal, we of course mean they are in love with each other but haven't confessed to anyone yet. After a bad call, Buck goes over to Eddie's to keep him some company. Except Eddie isn't home. And when Eddie does arrive, he bruised and bloody.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21272087

 Morning Coffee

By shutupheather 

Summary: Being a good friend leads Maddie to find out something about her little brother.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26985814

 Mug Speech

By deluweil

Summary: Eddie didn't notice the first time Buck handed him a mug full of coffee, that the mug had something to say but when he started noticing the mugs he was handed had meaning he'd go back to this moment and remember that this one said "Just be grateful I made it out of bed." To be fair Buck wasn't wrong.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26225488

 Mr July

By DarkFairytale

Summary: Both Buck and Eddie are asked to take part in another charity fireman calendar.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22297378

 More Than You Know

By nilshki

Summary:  Eddie's forgiven Buck, and things are back to normal between them. By normal, we of course mean they are in love with each other but haven't confessed to anyone yet. After a bad call, Buck goes over to Eddie's to keep him some company. Except Eddie isn't home. And when Eddie does arrive, he bruised and bloody.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21272087

 My Fake Fiancé 

By RapunzelGirl13 

Summary: Buck’s ex-girlfriend Abby will be at the Christmas Party that he is attending. He’s been looking forward to it all month but now he knows he can’t go, as he’s still single while Abby is engaged to handsome a British guy. Rather than letting Buck stay home and mope, his best friend Eddie offers to pose as Buck’s fiancé.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21863263

 My heart that pounds underneath my flesh

By kaitlia777

Summary: So, it started out as a little bet, but once Eddie saw Buck giving a lapdance, all bets were off....

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21662197

 Not So Much Sneaking As...

By mansikka

Summary: Buck and Eddie's relationship is new, which is why they are sneaking around. Nobody suspects a thing. Do they?

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28383837

 Operation Get Two Idiots Together Alone To Do Stuff

By damnedifyoudo

Summary: Hen is really tired of walking in on Buck and Eddie in the firehouse and so is everybody else, so she hatches a plan.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20808980

 Pink Fluffy Handcuffs 

By EdithBlake

Summary:

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21578935

 Say the word and i'm yours

By quietuniverse 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24873772

 Secret Santa Surprise 

By iwillgodownwithbuddie (rebeldawgspirategirl)

Summary: Buck has the best secret Santa.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21811630

 Single Beds in San Diego

By firstdegreefangirl

Summary: Eddie and Buck take Chris on a weekend trip to San Diego. Buck books the hotel, and things go wrong. But it all works out in the end.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26718106

 Six Different Ways To Mark Your Territory

By like_a_heartbeat_drives_you_mad

Summary: Or "5 times Eddie was a possessive bastard, and Buck (being the oblivious puppy he is) didn't notice. And the one time he couldn’t help but notice."

AO3:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/21459856

 Talk Dirty To Me

By Lopithecus 

Summary: Eddie talks dirty to Buck.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26346721?view_adult=true

 The Education Of Eddie Diaz

By manskikka 

Summary: Buck and Eddie enter into a friends with Benefits relationship during one drunken night.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22635607?view_full_work=true

 The Feeling’s  Mutal

By manskikka 

Summary: Buck and Eddie have been thinking about each other. And trying not to think about each other. Which of course means they're thinking even harder. Wouldn't it just be easier to do this face to face, and not have to do any thinking at all?

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/29654472

 The Fire Truck Of Love

By Soph_Writes_118 

Summary: When Chimney decides to decorate the 118's truck with mistletoe for the holidays and spread a little love to the people of Los Angeles, festive chaos ensues. Will the magic of the mistletoe be enough to bring our two favourite clueless firefighters together at last?

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27842545

 Two Idiots Finally Get Their Shit Together (Finally...Hen and Athena win the Bet)

By Therealdeo 

Summary: What was supposed to be a routine day, didn't end up being one. But Buck and Eddie aren't really complaining.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21643021

 Two Weeks Noticed

By minkcantsew 

Summary: With Christopher away at camp, Eddie finally has a chance to catch his breath after the hellish year he's had. Meanwhile Buck is still reeling from the sudden reappearance of Abby. On a routine night of movies and pizza, Eddie and Buck discuss some feelings and stumble into something that may just take some time to figure out. Good thing they have two weeks to get a handle on it.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24385045

 We Aren't Married! (5 Times +1)

By Arsenal 

Summary:  5 times that people mistook Buck and Eddie as a couple and they had to correct them + The one time that they didn't.

AO3:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/21450499

 Who's The Best Kisser?

By Wolves_of_Innistrad 

Summary: Buck signs up for a YouTube video where he judges people's kissing skills while blindfolded. He has no idea who the contestsants are, and they have no idea who they're kissing until they arrive.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21438991

 With(out) A First Date

By firstdegreefangirl

Summary: Buck and Eddie become boyfriends. Six months later, they start dating.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24104269?view_full_work=true

 Words of "Affirmation"?

By firstdegreefangirl

Summary: Eddie tries to show Buck how much he loves him by leaving post-it love notes for him to find. It's cute ... until it isn't anymore.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23515090#main

 Wrong address, right move

By crushingcryptid

Summary : Buck ordered some sex toys, but accidently sent them to Eddie's house. Eddie opens the package, and what ensues is an awkward conversation that becomes not so awkward.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22135543

 You Spelled My Name Wrong...Again 

By buckiaz (orphan_account)

Summary: Buck is a barista who on purpose messed Eddie's name every time Eddie orders his coffee. It's a way for him to get Eddie's attention.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23602951

 You Got Me Tripping (Oh, Stumbling)

By like_a_heartbeat_drives_you_mad 

Summary: Buck is a disaster bi and Eddie is not any better.

AO3:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/21676984

 Zoom Into My Heart

By Shanimar

Summary: Buck didn't know that Zoom shared your private chats at the end of the meeting, but he's about to find out.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23432743

[solar-bear]

Baby number 4

Ok so here's the finished smut I was talking about, this is the full version, so if the reader insert version seems a little off it's because it's missing the intro lol I know people probably aren't going to read this version but I wrote it for me. The reader insert version should be up on my main blog soon.

I think y'all know I've been kind of obsessed with DILF!Bi-Han lately so under the cut is 6 pages about Bi-Han convincing me to have another baby. There's smut, lots of it, so hopefully, you lovelies enjoy it!

I tuck Shìxuě into his bed, pulling the sheets up over his chest knowing full well we would squirm out of them before morning. “Goodnight my little pumpkin, sleep well,” I lean over and press a kiss to my seven-year-old’s chilly forehead. The only reply I receive is a large yawn and very sleepily slurred, “night mama.” Within moments the young cryomancer is sleeping soundly, cuddled up with his stuffed polar bear. I smile softly at the scene and brush some of the hair out of his face, I adjust the covers one more time and shiver involuntarily as the temperature in the room dips. I look over toward the door where Bi-Han is leaning against the frame with an unusual look on his face, reluctantly I leave Shìxuě‘s side and making my way towards the door. “What?” I ask, pushing him out of the way and securing the door behind me, “what’s that look for.” Bi-Han crinkles his nose, “what look?” His deep voice queries, trying his best to hide the smile tugging at his lips. “The weird half-smile you’re giving me,” he doesn’t give me more time to prod as his cold, strong arms wrap around my waist and pull me close against his cold body, forcing another shiver from me. “It’s nothing, it’s just, you’re so good with our boys, especially Shìxuě, so loving, so doting, it stirs something primal in me.” He rumbles softly as his large hand carcasses my flat stomach, “it makes me want more, I want another child with you, Sol. I want to have a little girl, beautiful and delicate but strong-willed and sassy, just like her mother.” His cold lips fall to my neck as he accentuates his words with chilled kisses, making me shudder. “B-Bi-Han, we already have three children, it’s kind of a lot already, you can’t be serious about wanting a fourth,” I try and reason with him, melting into his soft touches. “The twins are 11 now and can do so much for themselves, they could even help feed and care for their baby sister and Shìxuě doesn’t need much help anymore. He sleeps the whole night through, he can feed himself, hell he even does his homework without being told. Come on Sol, let’s have another baby,” he practically purrs as his cold hands sneak under my shirt to press lightly against my stomach as he kisses his way along my jaw, making his way to my full lips. I whimper softly finding it so hard to deny Bi-Han, “b-but I’m 37 already Bàixiòng, I’m no spring chicken anymore! I-it’s not always a good idea to have a child this late in life,” I sigh loudly as sudden and unwelcome thoughts of my Mother invade my brain, I know full well she was my age when she had me. “Sol you’re in great health, you’ve always been so mindful of yourself when you’ve been pregnant in the past, you’ll be just as careful this time. What’s really bothering you qīn?” He asks, his expression falls from a happy, lustful one to one of concern and something harder to read, the look of a man who knows you better than yourself. I pull him down the hall to our room, not wanting to keep Shìxuě up, I sigh as I sit down on our bed, “my mother had me at 37, almost 38 aì rén, I’m worried that if we have another baby, especially a girl, history will repeat itself.” I bite my lip hard, trying to stifle a cry and I fight to blink back tears. Bi-Han is next to me in an instant, his strong cold arms wrapped around me, pulling me against his burly chest. “You are a wonderful mother Sol, you’re not an alcoholic, narcissistic monster like she is. You won’t raise your older children and then decide you’ve been a Mother long enough and just ignore your youngest, leaving her to raise herself,” I can hear the disgust in his words as he soothes me. “I see the way you are with our boys, how much you love and adore them, how much you dote on them. There is not a shred of that woman in you, you love others more than you love yourself, there is no way another child would be anything other than another blessing for us,” Bi-Han kisses my temple and cradles me in his strong arms, rocking me back and forth. “You sure this isn’t just a bad pick-up attempt? We are married you know, you don’t have to

come up with elaborate rouses to get into my panties,” I laugh and bury my face in between Bi-Han’s massive pecs trying to change the subject and lighten the mood. I don’t want to dwell on my Mother or the past any longer, not when I have my own wonderful little family to give me the love and support I never had. “Tch. I know that. I just want to put a baby in you, I want to hold you down and pump you full of my cum until you’re sobbing and panting for mercy,” he growls lustfully his hands moving to fondle my large breasts. “Not to mention see these bad boys get even bigger, and your belly all swollen with my kid, that’s what I want qīn. If I just wanted to fuck you, I would, I want to claim you,” his lips pull back into his trademark smirk before they descend on mine. I moan into his mouth as my fingers tangle in his hair, how could I possibly deny him when he put it like that. I titter softly against his icy lips, breaking the kiss for a moment, “fine Bi-Han, you win, let’s have a little girl.” He leans me back as his huge body clambers over mine as he pulls his shirt up and off, his muscles bulging and flexing with all of his well-muscled glory. He’s practically beaming, grinning ear to ear before he tries to regain his cool facade, “that’s my good girl,” he licks his lips in anticipation as he leans forward closing the gap between us, our lips moving in a practiced dance. I moan softly as I allow his tongue entrance into my mouth, it’s so cold against mine, but I’m used to it, even without the cold though the way Bi-Han is kissing me would make me tremble with more than just desire. I tilt my head sideways and open my mouth a bit wider as his cold tongue curls and snakes around mine, teasing and luring me into his chilled mouth as my nails rake lightly at the base of his hairline. I suck provocatively on his tongue, earning a guttural groan from the cryomancer, his large hands squeeze my hips as he lays his body flush with mine to roll his hips against my clothed sex. I lose our battle as I gasp and break the kiss, pressing my hips up against the delicious bulge in his pants, “fuck,” I whisper tugging my shirt off hastily. “I mean we kind of have to unless you know another way to make a baby qīn,” he chuckles in a low voice and I can’t help but feel arousal pooling in my lower stomach upon hearing those words. I try and reply with something witty but the words die in my mouth as he rocks his clothed cock against me again and his cold lips find my right breast, the temperature difference causing my nipple to harden and pebble immediately. I inhale sharply as his teeth graze the hard bud as he works one of his hands easily into my loose-fitting sweatpants, his sweatpants; he sucks my breast into his cold mouth causing me to arch my back. Bi-Han’s skilled fingers slip under my panties and teasingly skim over my soaked folds, I curse softly as I feel him spreading the moisture across my hot sex, it’s ridiculous how easily he can get me worked up. “Ngh, Bi-Han,” I moan softly, trying to keep my voice low as to not wake up the boys, I bite my lip as one cold digit pushes inside my hot, tight hole. “Mmm, you’re so wet already qīn, you just love the idea of me putting another baby in you don’t you? You being at my mercy, using you however I want, filling you over and over again with my seed until your tight little pussy can’t hold anymore,” he groans against my ample chest as he presses another finger inside me, he doesn’t hold back as he immediately crooks his fingers finding my sweet spot with practiced precision. “As much fun as it is to try to conceive our daughter I can’t wait to see your swollen belly, knowing it’s my baby and only mine, growing inside you,” he growls as he pumps his fingers in and out, finding a steady rhythm. I can’t help but buck up against his fingers, his words making me wetter and wetter, “of course it’s your baby, who else would knock me up,” I tease him as I tense up around him as his fingers caress my sweet spot with sweet, gentle strokes. Bi-Han pulls away from my tit as his cold

lips graze my collar bone before sinking his sharp teeth into the sensitive skin, causing me to cry out loudly as his fingers thrust harder and deeper inside me and I can feel my walls fluttering with intense desire. He groans as he laps at the angry crescent-shaped wound almost apologetically as he laps lazily at the blood trickling down my breasts. The action forces me to cling tighter to the strong cryomancer, the brief, intense pain heightening my pleasure to a level that makes it impossible to think about anything but Bi-Han and his thick fingers pumping in and out of my dripping, mess of a cunt. “F-fuck, P-polar Bear,” I curse quietly as my desire continues to mount as more delicious heat pools in my core as the cryomancer switches back to curling his fingers inside me, stroking my sweet spot again with firm, rapid movements. He smirks at me and suddenly ceases his movements, “oh I don’t know, maybe you know some hot dilfs from the PTA you’re seeing on the side or something.” The cryomancer pulls his fingers from my aching pussy and holds them up for me to see, “but I doubt it, not with how wet you are for me,” he slowly brings each digit to his mouth, licking them clean with a satisfying smack of his lips. I flush deeply and let out a low whine, “fuuuuuck, come on Bi-Han, stop teasing me,” I beg him, knowing he loves hearing nothing more than the sound of my desperate voice pleading him. “Aww come on qīn you can do better than that,” he coos while pulling my pants and panties off with one easy tug. I puff my cheeks out at him and huff childishly, “you’re the one who wants another baby! Why am I the one having to do the begging? Shouldn’t you be begging me for a chance?

I’m the one who has to do everything! You just make it!” Bi-Han gives me a sheepish grin as he rids himself of his pants, his hard cock jutting out from a neatly trimmed patch of black hair. His icy blue eyes flutter close for a moment as he drags his hand along his impressive length, smearing glistening pre-cum all over his lust darkened head. “You’re right Sol, you are the one who has to carry it, but you already told me earlier we could have a little girl,” he rubs his icy cock along my velveteen, wet folds, teasing my hole with the thick head of his cold cock. “So please qīn, let me fill you up,” he pauses to slip inside me, his cold hand caressing my cheek, “let me paint that pretty little womb of yours with my cold cum,” he breathes out a low groan as he finishes sinking all the way inside my hot pussy. I throw my head back and arch my back as I feel my cryomancer’s huge cock opening me up, rearranging my insides to make room for him and fuck does it feel good, he always feels good, so perfect. I can’t help but cling to him as his throaty words echo in my mind, “oh Bi-Han,” I sigh lovingly unable to deny him what he wants, “more please,” I give in and go back to begging him. His dick feels even bigger and thicker than usual as my walls stretch and burn slightly trying to accommodate his length. I can’t help but feel almost drunk from arousal already as I gasp and whine his name while I feel the cryomancer’s thick cock filling me inch by delicious inch. I can feel him trembling with restraint as he struggles to retain control of his desires, not wanting to hurt or overwhelm me too quickly. He pants softly atop me as he finally buries his cock to the hilt inside my welcoming pussy. It feels good, so good, better than usual even, everything about Bi-Han right now makes me feel like every nerve is alight with desire, the knowledge of how much he wants me, how much he wants to have another child with me making my emotions feel like they’re spiraling out of control. I sigh blissfully as I squeeze my walls around him loving the feeling of him filling me so entirely, “let’s make another little one,” I whisper in a soft, sweet invitation. “You have no idea how much I’ve been wanting to, every time I see you with the boys it’s all I can think of,” he groans as his cold hands ghost over my stomach while he pulls his cock out and presses it back in slowly. He rocks his hips driving his cock deep inside my tight walls, teasing and testing my limits as he fucks me slowly, passionately, it’s a rare moment, but I can actually call the act lovemaking. My breath comes out in visible pants as his lengthy torso drapes over my body, pinning me to our bed, my nails rake down his back as his cock fills me over and over again. I cry out as he begins to thrust slowly and deeply in and out of me as my walls hug and squeeze his cock with each stroke, pressure building up inside me. I whine and whimper his name softly as I try and pull him deeper inside my trembling cunt, each stroke of his cock brushing up against my cervix, so deep. Bi-Han’s lips curl into a pleasured snarl as he thrusts in and out of my wetness, his hands never leaving my stomach as he grunts in time with his actions. “Fuck qīn, you feel so good,” he praises, voice thick with lust. His words pull a loud moan from me and I immediately throw my hand over my mouth to stifle my noise, I screw my eyes shut as my pussy clamps down around his huge cock. I buck my hips up against his thrusts, pushing the cryomancer even deeper inside my wanting cunt, my thighs shake with effort and I know I’m not going to make it much longer. I pull Bi-Han’s head down to mine, frantically crashing my lips against his cold ones in an attempt to quiet myself as he keeps thrusting into me steadily. Each one of his thrusts hitting my sweet spot over and over again, I moan and cry into his mouth, each sound swallowed up by the cryomancer as his tongue dominates my mouth and his teeth tug at my bottom lip. I feel completely blissed out and oblivious to anything other than the cryomancer as

his thick cock makes it nearly impossible to think about anything but how perfect his length feels inside me, but some part of my brain still remembers to try not to wake the boys. My nails bite into the hard flesh of his perfectly muscled back, I gasp into his mouth as blood bubbles up from underneath my fingers as I tremble and shake with my impending orgasm. Bi-Han groans loudly against my mouth as I tighten around him, he breaks the kiss to whisper filthily in my ear, “you ready qīn, I’m about to breed you like the perfect little sow you are.” I bite my lip hard at his words, face flushing deep red as he refers to me as what you call a female polar bear, no doubt a nod to my nickname for him. I bite my fist hard to stifle my cry as his cock continues its onslaught of my pussy, my hips rocking in time as my mind goes blank, I feel my eyes rolling back into my skull as I clamp down hard around his thick cock. He’s so deep inside me I can’t hold back any longer as I give into my desires and cum hard around Bi-Han’s length, my body shudders and shakes hard as my greedy pussy tries to suck the cryomancer’s dick in as deep as possible. Blotchy stars dance before my eyes as I groggily try and force them open to look up at Bi-Han’s handsome face, his brows knitted in concentration as his grip on me tightens and he knows he no longer has to hold back. “That’s it qīn, you’re such a good girl for me, your perfect little pussy’s doing its best to pull my cock in deeper, it knows you’re ready to bare another of my heirs,” he growls against my ear before biting down lightly. His thrusts become shallow and so deep that I feel like he’s opening me up in impossible ways, he’s so determined to cum as deep inside me as possible. “Fuck, I’m going to paint that pretty little womb of yours snow-white, and you’re going to be a good girl and drink up every drop of my seed,” he snarls as his hips snap forward sharply, his cold, heavy body caging mine against the mattress as it creaks and groans under his efforts. I can’t even form coherent sentences as I hear his words, all I can do is whimper and whine pitifully as the cryomancer uses my body, “please, oh please Bi-Han.” My back arches off the bed as his cold fingers find the sensitive nub at the apex of my pussy as he rubs it quickly in time with his animalistic thrusts. Bi-Han lets out a deep, guttural growl as his hips finally still, burying his cock as deep inside me as possible, I whimper as I see his perfect abs contracting with his impending release. Frost spreads from under his fingers across my hips and stomach as his sharp teeth bite into the supple juncture of my shoulder as he quiets his roar of satisfaction. I press my hand against my mouth as my back arches off the bed, I cry his name into my hand until my voice is hoarse and tears prick at my eyes. I shake with exertion as Bi-Han’s final onslaught and release brings me to completion once more. I can’t help but give in to my baser instincts and desires as my walls squeeze and massage his huge cock desperate to milk every drop of cum from the cryomancer as my vision goes white. My eyes roll further back into my skull as my head slumps against the pillow, a combination of my tears and saliva soaking the pillowcase where it lies against my cheek. My body is wracked with great shudders of my blissful aftermath as my legs jerk and toes curl as I ride out the last waves of pleasure. It feels like Bi-Han won’t ever stop filling my spent cunt full of thick, viscous cum and I don’t ever want him to, it feels too good, too perfect. Bi-Han doesn’t pull out right away, I know he’s enjoying my warmth more than he’ll ever admit, he just groans with satisfaction and flops on top of me. “Ya know qīn, it might take a couple attempts to get you pregnant,” he pauses to skim his hands along my belly, “but I think I’m up to the challenge of it.” I don’t have the energy to push my behemoth of a husband off me as I just lay there, feeling his cock softening inside me as I lazily stroke his hair, “I think you’re counting on it taking

more than one attempt.” I laugh softly and shiver slightly, the cold rolling off his perfect body finally starting to get to me now that we’re no longer in the throes of passion. “For now though I’m going to bed,” I start, “I have a parent-teacher conference with the twins in the morning.” Bi-Han just grunts in acknowledgment before finally rolling off and getting comfortable next to me, “those little shits better not be in trouble again.” “Not this time,” I laugh, “though they do take after their father,” I tease wiggling my eyebrows at the now sated cryomancer. “It’s just the routine one they have every semester, and yes I’ve been checking their report cards, no problems there, thank god they don’t need help with math,” I laugh knowing I’m useless to help in that aspect of their education. Bi-Han yawns and pulls me against his body, tucking his head in the crook of my neck, “I’m looking forward to giving them a little sister to look out for, I think it will be good for them.” “Hmm, I think you might be right,” I cradle Bi-Han’s head close and curl up against him as I drift into a very pleasant and satisfying sleep.

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911 4x05 “Buck Begins” Reaction

Under the cut:

I am emotional.

I watched it twice.

My thoughts are mostly incoherent but I loved it, and to finally have Buck’s backstory fleshed out after trying to piece it together for so long feels really good (I’ve written fics about where he’s travelled all over, but I always picked Brazil over Peru).

I’m just going to cover the main things:

The Parents

Look, honestly, I still think they’re awful. I sort of understand why they did what they did - and yeah, to have another kid for the sole purpose of “harvesting” him would get you a lot of criticism in the early 90s (and probably even today), so that explains them moving, and hiding Daniel’s existence from the people in their new town, but...

If I was either of the Buckley kids, there wouldn’t be a whole lot of forgiving going on. Maddie suffered just as much as Buck, but neither of the parents can seem to see past their own suffering at losing Daniel.

They’re not bad people, they’re just bad parents - they’re kinda both.

Also 100% missed opportunity to play Elton John’s ‘Daniel’.

Baby Buck

God I love him.

He wears every single emotion on his sleeve; he’s so gregarious and full of life and he just wants to please people so much... he just wants recognition and to feel like he’s doing a good job; he just wants to be loved. I just wanted to wrap him up in a big hug and tell him that it would be all right.

I lol’d so much at bartender Buck in Peru though, 10/10 hilarious. So glad they gave us the reality of that and not just a picture.

Bi!Buck vibes though 👀

Maddie & Buck

She really did that - she really sacrificed herself to Doug so Buck could have a life. She could’ve gone with him, but she knew Doug well enough even then to realise that he’d come after them and probably kill them both. She knew.

And I knew she was in the hospital when he was reading her letter, but the reveal at the end was just heartbreaking. She let him go to save him, and then when she needed saving, he was the one she went to.

Their parents never gave him a chance, but she never gave up on him. That’s love, man.

The entire sequence of her receiving his postcards and letters, and the camera lingering on her bruises... fuck, man. Just thinking about it makes me emotional. She went through literal hell on earth with Doug, and for her to find her happily ever after with Chimney just makes me so happy.

All the women in this show are so amazing and strong and fleshed out - and all in very different ways. They’ve all faced adversity but they never give up; they come through the other side stronger people.

I cried pretty much any time Jennifer Love Hewitt was on screen tonight - she and Oliver nailed this episode.

The Firefam

If this episode doesn’t settle the bullshit argument in this fandom once and for all that they’re a family, then nothing ever will.

Every single person on that team loves and cares for him. They’re all there for him; they are a family. Families can fight, make fun of each other, have good days and bad days - you don’t stop being a family when things are tough. That’s kind of the whole point of this show - found family. 

Buck & Eddie

Was I expecting Eddie to react the way Buck did in Eddie Begins? No, because even from the preview it looked like an entirely different situation, and because Eddie isn’t Buck. Eddie bottles his emotions, while Buck’s erupt out of him like a volcano.

And sure, there wasn’t a huge amount of Buddie - but Eddie’s concern was present throughout, and Eddie was the first person they showed helping him with the rope (they lingered on him, too, so we could see for sure that it was him), he was right there waiting for him when he finished at the hospital, and don’t tell me that I’m the only one who noticed how Eddie turned and watched him go.

And you can’t tell me that Eddie didn’t spend the time waiting for Buck working his Diaz magic on the parents and telling them all about how amazing their son is, flashing that sweet smile and winning them over - he definitely did that, it’s canon

If someone’s going to realise feelings soon, I would bet money that it’s Eddie Diaz. That’s my gut feeling; it has been since the start of this season.

And sure, I’ll probably be wrong, but I just have a good feeling. I am hopeful.

And I can’t wait to see Eddie’s date with Ana end in disaster, please GOD.