#shyaudacity

[thebestbooksaround]

between who you are and who you could be by ShyAudacity (@shyaudacity)

Buddie | 5k | Teen

Eddie looks up after reaching for his lancet needle and sees a reddish splotch over the donor's left eyelid, he can’t help but blurt out: “Did somebody hit you in the face?”

The tall, tatted twenty something year old looks at him weirdly and then laughs. “Oh, no- sorry, I don’t think you’ve poked me before. This is just a birthmark. I’m fine, I promise.”

Eddie looks at him curiously. The longer he looks at it, it does start to make sense. The shaping is too spread out and the color too indistinct to be a real contusion. Eddie asks, “You swear you’re fine?”

“Cross my heart and hope to die,” he replies, half-assedly doing the motion.

OR

A Buddie meet cute au, plasma donation center style.

[bigfootsmom]

bandaged hands you say 👀

cameron my beloved!!

Bandaged hands I absolutely do say :3

Set post lightning strike buck is struggling in his recovery era. coming to terms with the fact that he died is tough. do you know what else is tough? coming to terms with the fact that you watched your unrequited love best friend die. Eddie is also struggling.

Buck ends up hurting his hands real bad while at his apartment and eddie comes to his rescue. While bandaging buck's hands, all eddie can see is the marks from the lightning that had been there that night, and all he can see is the bandages that had been around buck's hands in the hospital.

there's a lot of emotion, some pining, and maybe some feelings realizations <3

It’s a good thing he hasn’t had to think about much, or at least anything of much importance. He’s been astutely avoiding thinking about the slew of tests his doctor has ordered and Maddie has thrown herself into making sure Buck is taken care of, so he doesn’t even need to think of anything. There’s been a steady stream of visitors coming by the loft to keep him entertained, fed, and supported. He appreciates it, really he does.  But he can’t help but notice one particular absence in the wake of his lined up babysitters. He tries to not let it sting. It hasn’t been that long since he left the hospital, and he can still clearly see the haunted set of Eddie’s eyes when he had looked at Buck lying in the hospital bed.  He gets it — remembers when all he could see when he looked at Eddie was the bloodstained gauze and empty eyes. He hates that he’s given Eddie a version of that to carry around in his mind’s eye. It doesn’t stop him from missing Eddie, feeling his absence like a physical ache.  Buck hopes he comes around soon. If anything, he thinks seeing Eddie would break up the monotony of the loft.

send me the title of a wip you wanna hear more about!

[firstprince-ao3feed]

hang on 'til the chaos is through

hang on 'til the chaos is through https://ift.tt/sP8Ym7J by ShyAudacity David is lounging on his spot at the foot of the bed when Alex comes in. He opts not to turn on the light, not wanting to disturb Henry, but then quickly finds that the light is on in their bathroom. Henry must still be getting cleaned up before bed; Alex can say hello and check on Henry when he steps out. It’s weird that he’s still up. Henry was awake well before Alex was this morning and… come to think of it, Alex can’t remember him ever coming to bed last night. Alex has only made it through the top three buttons on his dress shirt when he hears a terrifying crash come from the bathroom. Clutching his chest, he steps towards their shared bathroom, afraid to see what’s on the other side. “Henry? …H, what was-.” Alex stops short in the doorway, startled to find the love of his life in a miserable heap on the bathroom floor. OR Inspired in part by the prompt: "You look like hell." "I feel like it." Words: 2367, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Whump, Fainting, Hospitals, Minor Injuries, Exhaustion, Worried Alex Claremont-Diaz, Hurt Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Needs a Hug, Grief/Mourning, My First Work in This Fandom, Post-Canon, Insomnia, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort via AO3 works tagged 'Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor' https://ift.tt/fRWw60G August 20, 2023 at 06:06PM

[lemonzestywrites]

zesty I NEED to know how your wips are coming along if you have any but also. what are you most looking forward to in s7?

you know what they are…in fact coming along LMAO

afotalwcs ch. 4 is currently in the works rn, but i’m also working on an eddie feminization fic and a few secret things too 🤫

aside from my little smut parlor tho i’m have this cute and messy oneshot i have that i’d like to clean up and post eventually and also my buddie firewatch au!! i have not forgotten about her!

once i finish and post afotalwcs i’ll definitely work on her a bit more as my next multichapter 💕

as for season 7! idk i’m not super hard to please i haven’t seen my babies in so long so i’m just glad to see them again! obvi would love to see some buddie but overall SUPER excited for a madney wedding (they a million percent deserve it!)

it’s honesty hour send me some things!!

[loveyouanyway]

thank u @shyaudacity for your amazing post <3 i might make one with him in a muscle tank if i can find a good picture

[eddiebabygirldiaz]

Can you rec fics that's got like very sweet intimacy? Like with the intimacy buddie had in your most recent fic. One where you can feel the love they have for each other...like intimate and connected. Elevensorceress is also very good with this. Don't know if you understand what I mean? Like I want to read a fic and understand that these two people love each other very much and get warm feelings over it

firstly im so glad you liked my fic 🥹 the intimacy between these two is my most favorite thing so i understand what you mean! (and yes @elvensorceress is so good at it and is one of the people who inspired me to start writing, ily jen)

here's some of my faves that i think might have what you're looking for

baby, can i hold you? by @shitouttabuck

skin/heat/hair in your mouth by @shitouttabuck

pick a star on the dark horizon (follow the light) by @bi-buckrights

love you in my sleep by @chronicowboy

kisses and embraces by @tawaifeddiediaz

never wished for you to go by @shyaudacity

t-rex kisses by @lemonzestywrites

hands that map a communion by @buckttommy

clothes thief eddie my beloved by @renecdote

the side effects of eating too many clementines by @sunshinediaz

baby, how'd we end up here? by @chronicowboy

we're falling like stars by @prettyboybuckley

[rogerzsteven]

Seven Sentence Sunday

Tagged by @wikiangela @bidisasterbuckdiaz @loserdiaz

Hello hello HELLO 📢 new bucktommy fic 👨🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏼🤕coming to you TONITE on archiveofourown dot org slash users slash rogerzsteven ✍🏻✍🏻✍🏻 😙😙😙🫦🫦🫦

So, slowly, Buck pulls the door open, and a restrained smile curves up his lips as he greets the other man, his heart racing at the thought of what to come. But when Buck’s reddened eyes meet Tommy’s, the look on Tommy’s face softens just like that, his expression shifting to a gentle concern, and Buck feels fuzzy all over again. “Hey.” Buck manages to speak clearly this time, stepping aside as Tommy walks in. Tommy’s stare is too intense, too gentle for Buck to handle, he finds himself averting his gaze and looking down. “Evan.” Tommy says softly, with worry, and places his fingers under Buck’s chin to tilt it up, taking another step and leaning closer. “My God.” Tommy’s hand slides down to rest on his neck, a featherlight sensation, and traces the tip of his fingers over the ugly bruises on Buck’s throat, touching every inch of dark patch of skin so gently as he examines, like he’s scared to hurt him.

@prettyboybuckley @monsterrae1 @bi-buckrights @eddiebabygirldiaz @elvensorceress @sunshinediaz @spagheddiediaz @shyaudacity @spotsandsocks @spaceprincessem @saybiwithme @wildlife4life @underwater-ninja-13 @kananjarus @princessfbi @shortsighted-owl @jobairdxx @traumabuddies @911onabc

[elvensorceress]

Very late fuck it Friday where it’s barely even Friday for me here.

Little update in case anyone ( @sibylsleaves 😘) is interested. This thing, which henceforth shall be known as, If I Should Fall, is now over 14K and is likely to be posted sometime this weekend. I’m just editing it now.

Here’s another snippet just for funs 💕

@hippolotamus @eddiebabygirldiaz @shortsighted-owl @daffi-990 @fleurdebeton @chaosandwolves @exhuastedpigeon @hoodie-buck @wh0re-behavi0r @ronordmann @watchyourbuck @thekristen999 @bekkachaos @theotherbuckley @spotsandsocks @suavecitodiaz @tizniz @wikiangela @diazsdimples @shyaudacity

When it’s too quiet and too cold from the hospital air conditioning and the fact that Buck’s been sitting here for hours, he holds Eddie’s hand and rests his head on the bed beside him. It’s not close enough. Eddie’s here but he’s not really here and Buck can only feel absence. Maybe Eddie’s lost somewhere and trying to find his way back. Maybe he’s in his own weird coma world where he’s arguing with himself and nothing makes sense.

No matter what is going on or where he is, Buck wants to be here. Holding on. He can be the anchor, the tether, the one who grounds the other. They’re partners. That’s what they do for each other.

Sometimes, Buck manages to sleep. Like he could only sleep if he’s listening to Eddie breathing. Even if it’s fake, manufactured breathing. It’s still air in his lungs and oxygen through his blood and life in his body. It’s there even if it’s faint. So, Buck rests some. A couple hours here and there.

He’s resting like this one day, his head beside Eddie’s shoulder and his hand wrapped tightly around the hand that doesn’t move or hold his in return, when someone touches his back. At first he pictures Death itself appearing behind him to finally claim Eddie, and Buck rushes to his feet, ready to fight. He would fight Death and all of Hell if he had to.

But the person, the people who are standing in front of him are far more of a surprise than even a personification of mortality.

Eddie’s parents. They’re here. He knows Bobby called them and Buck also talked to them a little. As much as he sort of could after it happened. They talked with Chris. And of course they’d want to be here for the same reason anyone might want to be here.

Because Eddie is dying.

He’s dying and he’ll probably never wake up to even say goodbye. But for now he’s holding on. They all are. So. They’re here.

[thekristen999]

Fuck it Friday.

With a month away from the new season, I thought this would be a great opportunity for writers to get to know each other's work.

Pick 5 of your favorite fics and say a little something about them. Tag people you've seen around fandom circles and wanted to give their work a read, or maybe you just watch to catch-up on friends. Whatever the reason, go share your words with fandom :)

Sharing my current passion for the last few years: Buddie/9-1-1

Alone In The Dark With You 14k. Buck and Eddie get trapped in a cave-in and things go from bad to worse.

Feelings realization, buckets of hurt/comfort, for those who love competent Eddie and Buck in dire straits.

bro·ken 32k Mature. Season 3 AU.

Buck and Eddie at rock bottom. A dark, gritty exploration of their lives if they hadn't meet until the events of S3. Angst with a happy ending.

Cutting The Ties That Bind 34k Mature. Mafia AU

Evan Buckley was a businessman, he had meetings and deadlines like everyone else. Occasionally, he got threatened. Enter Eddie Diaz, security specialist, who was not easily impressed by Buck’s expensive suits or financial conquests.

Buddha's Arrow 6k. How Buck helps Eddie learn to cope with chronic pain.

A truthful look at chronic pain and healing.

Are You With Me?  27K Mature. Post Eddie Begins story.

Eddie and Buck pursue a relationship after the well accident. Deals with the complications of healing and PTSD. (written in season 3)

tagging @the-likesofus @exhuastedpigeon @spaceprincessem @hippolotamus @mellaithwen @homerforsure @renecdote @shyaudacity @eddiebabygirldiaz @woodchoc-magnum @clusterbuck @goddess47 @thebestbooksaround @tawaifeddiediaz@steadfastsaturnsrings @diazsdimples @spotsandsocks

[jesuisici33]

WIP Wednesday

tagged by @diazsdimples @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @paperstorm @wikiangela @tizniz nothing's really sticking writing wise atm so here's another wip I just started. a 5 times buck didn't realize he was bi/had feelings for men and 1 time he did

One day when he’s thirteen, Buck finds a book on cool skills to impress girls. 

No really, that’s the title of the book. Learn 100 Cool Skills to Impress Girls. Right there in the middle grade section. It was full of things like how to make an origami crane, funny jokes, card tricks, how to do a British accent, things like that. It also showed Buck how to pick locks. Which he got really good at. He practiced this skill on his parents’ liquor cabinet, at first while they weren’t looking. Then when they were looking just to see how long it would take them to notice what he’s doing. 

Anyways, it led to Buck creating new skills and a record of picking locks at roughly ten seconds on average. 

Which came in handy one night at a party Mike was throwing when Buck was in high school. Buck became the cool guy, the star of the basketball team. Even though he secretly hated the sport – he only did it because Mike was on the team and they were friends. And his cool party tricks became pretty well-known throughout school. Along with the fact that he’ll do just about any dumb stunt a person can think of. 

Mike is swearing up a storm, apparently his parents took the key to the liquor cabinet before heading off to their mini-vacation earlier that day. “It’s like they don’t even trust me, man!” He sighs to Buck. “You don’t happen to have a fake ID on you, do you?”

Buck does have a fake ID on him, actually. But something in him hesitates before confirming that to Mike. Instead, he takes an old bobby pin lying on the coffee table and heads over to where the liquor cabinet is. He gives Mike his signature megawatt smile as he easily navigates the lock mechanism and opens the cabinet in no time.

Mike’s brown eyes are as wide as saucers and his mouth is open in shock. “Dude, that was totally badass, where’d you learn to do that?”

Buck blushes and shrugs, trying to appear nonchalant. “I have my ways.” He grabs a bottle of vodka and holds it up for Mike’s approval. “Now let’s get these drinks ready before the other guests arrive.

tagging @911-on-abc @hippolotamus @eddiebabygirldiaz @monsterrae1

@theotherbuckley @thewolvesof1998 @giddyupbuck @steadfastsaturnsrings

@loserdiaz @bidisasterevankinard @saybiwithme @shyaudacity @epicbuddieficrecs @liminalmemories21

@pirrusstuff @your-catfish-friend @aroeddiediaz @kitteneddiediaz @kinard-buckley

@carlos-in-glasses @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @wildlife4life @daffi-990

[thebestbooksaround]

I'll make new friends in the ambulance by ShyAudacity (@paranoidbean)

Evan Buckley & Eddie Diaz | 1k | Teen

Buck pats at his nose, his fingertips painted red when he pulls it away. "I'm fine. It'll go away in a minute." He dabs at it with the tissue, stepping into the kitchen area away from prying eyes. That’s weird. Buck can’t remember having a nosebleed like this before. It must just be one of those days. Something happens as he straightens up and turns away from the trash can, losing his footing for a second. The fogginess he felt a moment ago amplifies, rattling him down to his core. Buck can no longer see what's in front of him; his vision tunnels two seconds before the whole world turns into static. 

OR For Bingo Square: Bloody Nose.

[bigfootsmom]

little wip for fuck it friday 👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨

tags under the cut!

Tagged by the lovely @honestlydarkprincess, @tizniz, @wildlife4life

Tagging @usersiren, @swiftietartt, @holdmygum, @maygrantgf, @princessfbi, @mellaithwen, @homerforsure, @shyaudacity, @eddiebabygirldiaz, @try-set-me-on-fire, @housewifebuck, @father-salmon, @underwater-ninja-13, @giddyupbuck, @hoodie-buck, @loserdiaz, @monsterrae1, @bibuddie (sorry if I didn’t tag you or tagged the wrong person. Everyone changed their urls and I’m confused)

[firstprince-ao3feed]

steal the air out of my lungs

by ShyAudacity His eyelids are heavy as he forces them open to look up at Henry. “You should leave. Might be contagious.” “I’ll take my chances with you. It’s worked in my favor before.” Alex is sure he’d be grinning from ear to ear if he felt even slightly less like hot garbage. He turns his cheek into Henry’s thigh and the lights grow dim around him. He slips so gradually into sleep, that he barely even notices it. Alex wakes up later, covered head to toe in sweat, and alone. OR A feverish Alex is not having a good time. Words: 1259, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, David the Beagle (Red White & Royal Blue) Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Additional Tags: Drabble, Sick Character, Fever, Alex Claremont-Diaz Needs a Hug, Worried Henry Fox-Mounchristen-Windsor, Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship, Post-Canon, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Hopeful Ending, Sick Alex Claremont-Diaz, Caretaking via https://ift.tt/rQ5pPa2

[perfectlysunny02]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday✨

thank you for tagging me @tizniz and @theotherbuckley 🩷 they’re both so wonderful, please go check out their work/art. here’s an except from my new WIP i won’t sleep till you’re safe inside

“You haven’t heard from him?” Tommy asks, his hand uncomfortably tight on his phone.

“No,” Eddie says sounding almost frantic. “It was a bad call and Bobby… Bobby sent him home early, and Buck practically ran away. He won’t answer my calls. He’s turned off find my friends, Tommy, I-“

“I’ve got him,” Tommy soothes, whether for his or Eddie’s benefit, he doesn’t know. “I’ve got him, Eddie. I’ll go find him.”

tagging: @actuallyitsellie @whatisreggieshortfor @shyaudacity @twopercentboy @runicnotation @sunnywiththestars @racerchix21 @clandestine-j

[comfortbuddie]

hi hi, you do not need to answer this if you don’t feel comfortable but i have found myself unfollowing loads of 911 blogs lately because of the fighting, do you know any chill 911 blogs i can follow? i’m more of a lurker & am not interested in the “discourse”

Hi!

I think this might be my first time getting an ask about blog recs! Honestly everyone I follow is pretty awesome but if you are looking for those who rarely, if ever, partake in discourse from what I can see and always have great posts, some of my favorites are @likegoldintheair @bewilderedbuck @bibuddie @madneywedding @jeeyuns

@evanbuckleysarms is also a good blog for positive vibes! You can never go wrong with following @righttoolsenoughtime @usereddie and @singlethread either!

Some of my other favorites are @firemedicdiaz @fireladybuckley and @buckttommy (Jack is my breath of fresh air on a warm summer's day, nothing but good vibes there!)

@gayhoediaz @loserdiaz @silassstingy @shyaudacity @canonbibuck are also some of my favorites as well!

I'm trying to think of more but like I said, I am not good with blog recs! I really love everyone I follow. But these are some of the most chill blogs I follow and I always feel good seeing them on my dash!

[eddiebabygirldiaz]

wip wednesday

tagged by @wikiangela

thanks so much darlin! <3

today i offer some lighthearted, domestic buckley diaz shenanigans because im scared about tomorrow and trying to cope asdfghjkl

Eddie leans back against the counter and raises an eyebrow at Buck.

He knows Buck understands his silent question of are you good, because he blinks twice in confusion then gives Eddie a tiny smile and a nod.

Then Buck turns away from him and looks back at Chris, saying something in response to whatever Chris has been telling him that Eddie hasn’t managed to hear or process. A tiny bit of guilt pricks at him, but Eddie doesn’t let himself chew on it. Instead he lets it settle down and then casts it aside, keeping one eye on the timer he set for the chicken and another on Buck and Chris.

Buck settles down onto the stool beside Chris and his hand comes up to the back of Chris’ head, a light and loving touch that Chris allows for a few seconds before wrinkling his nose and pulling away.

Buck laughs and tugs on one of Chris’ curls.

Chris throws a carrot at Buck’s face.

Eddie nearly chokes on his own spit.

He’s not sure what is funnier, the absolute gaul and sass of his kid or the stunned expression on Buck’s face. That expression doesn’t last long though.

Almost immediately, both of their faces are overtaken by a mischievousness Eddie knows all too well.

Two pairs of blue eyes darkening in challenge, fingers twitching towards the vegetables on the counter, lips pursed to hold in laughs that don’t sound the same but carry a similar brightness that Eddie hoards like treasure.

And he knows exactly what is about to happen.

“Boys,” Eddie warns.

tagging @spaceprincessem @shitouttabuck @canonbibuck @bibuddie @elvensorceress @sunshinediaz @jeeyuns @spagheddiediaz @exhuastedpigeon @spotsandsocks @devirnis @bvckandeddie @messyhairdiaz @sibylsleaves @transboybuckley @rewritetheending @madneywedding @eddiediaaz @bigfootsmom @honestlydarkprincess @loserdiaz @bi-buckrights @monsterrae1 @saybiwithme @hippolotamus @shyaudacity @bekkachaos and anyone else who wants to share!