#teaser tidbit tuesday

[hoodie-buck]

thanks for the tags beloveds @disasterbuckdiaz @wikiangela @honestlydarkprincess 🩵

—soo i started a new wip for ✨reasons✨ we’ll call this one: physical therapist eddie <3 (for context this is after the ladder truck injury)

With that, Buck settled back onto the bed, his heartrate having kicked up for an entirely new reason. Not only did he have to worry about the onset of a panic attack, but now he was going to have to think about anything but hot therapist Eddie’s hands on him.

“Ok, let’s start off with some simple stretches, see what your mobilities like, huh?”

Buck nodded in answer, not trusting himself to speak.

Instead of focusing on the pain the movements caused, Buck focused on Eddie’s touch, the man gentle, but still pushing Buck a little further, knowing he could take more.

Eddie moved his ankle back and forth while also bending and straightening his knee, Buck taking deep breaths through the process, Eddie continually checking in on him.

“You doing ok bud?”

Buck grunted as Eddie flexed his calf, simultaneously stretching his Achilles tendon.

“Yea just uh, just feels kinda—”

“Weird?” Eddie supplied, Buck nodding in answer.

Eddie put his leg down gently so he could rest a moment, his fingers disappearing. Buck missed them in an instant, sighing aloud his disapproval. Buck swore Eddie chuckled at that, but it must’ve been his imagination. After all, he was still in a lot of pain and taking lots of medication for it. They must be getting to him.

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[transbuck]

teaser tidbit tuesday >:)

tagged by @alyxmastershipper @wildlife4life @rogerzsteven @prince-buck-diaz @panbuckley @honestlydarkprincess

have some missing buck fic - per the results of the poll but honestly i'm glad you guys picked this one this scene precedes a very juicy scene sooo hope you guys enjoy ;)

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this one's kind of long so i'm shoving it under a read more, forgive me

The pair climbed into the car, Maddie glancing over at Eddie, who hadn’t spoken since they said ‘good morning’ several hours ago. Every mile they drove closer to Buck, Eddie seemed to get worse, the circles under his eyes darkening, worry lines pressed into his face.

They were almost there now, the last leg, the last hour. The sun was slowly lowering, and it felt to Eddie as though it was pulling his heart down with it, drowning it in his stomach. The radio played softly in the background, a slow, sad song that was all too fitting, because of course it was.

‘If this were a movie,’ Eddie thought, ‘we would show up and Buck would rush into our arms, and everything would be perfect.’ And trailing behind that thought was the knowledge, deep in his very bones, that this was not a movie, and this would not be the perfect reunion he wanted, that Maddie and the others expected. The hours, the days, the months between the last time they spoke and seeing him on that TV screen proved that.

Their car pulled up in front of a small, single-story house, the 811 on the front matching the scribbled address on the scrap of paper sitting in the cup holder. The garden was filled with plants, and there was a small gate surrounding it. It looked as though it had been cut out of a magazine, or perhaps a Hallmark film. The sun sunk down, the tops of the trees around the house brushing at it.

“You should go. Without me.” Eddie suddenly blurted out.

Maddie looked at him, brow furrowed, eyes laced with concern.

“Eddie… what’s going on?” She turned the car off, the radio halting and plunging them into silence. “The past few days you’ve been… withdrawing. What are you worried about?”

“Nothing. Really, it’s just- you’re family. You deserve a moment just the two of you.”

Maddie turned fully in her seat, reaching across for Eddie’s hand. His hand was cold and slightly clammy in hers. She could feel his anxiety in his racing pulse, the way he wouldn’t meet her eyes.

“You’re family, too, Eddie. No matter what happens, you’re Buck’s family.” She reached, tilting his head to meet her gaze. “You’re my family.”

[tommykinrd]

teaser tidbit tuesday

tagged by the lovely @rewritetheending !! thank you morgan, mwah <3 i've been slacking on fuck it friday so here have a sneak peak of what i'm working on rn (potentially for usergif if i still like it when i'm done)

tagging @eddiediaaz @negansmiith @disasterdiaz @tawaifeddiediaz @evcndiaz @rogerzsteven @jddryder @buck-eddie @henswilsons @diwalis @moirainesedai @moonlightedward @falsekahanfidence and anyone else who wants to share something!

[hippolotamus]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday 🧭🧜‍♂️

rule: share whatever scene or snippet from your fic that has you excited, ig???

Created by the lovely @heartbeatdiaz and tagged by @prince-buck-diaz @monsterrae1 @thewolvesof1998 @jesuisici33 @spotsandsocks @wildlife4life @panbuckley @buddierights Thank you loves 🥰

NGL I’m not crazy about what I wrote today (and I realize this goes against the one rule… sorry) so maybe validate me and tell me if you like it? (Prev snippet here)

“Mom! Dad! Look at th–” Evan cuts himself off when he enters the cave and sees his parents quietly talking. Their backs are turned, making their voices too low for him to hear what they’re saying. His mom looks upset again. She’s always upset and Evan can’t understand why. He’s tried to ask, but it seems to make it worse. Sometimes he thinks it’s just him.

He glances down at the compass in his hand, a personal treasure he acquired several weeks before. When he found it, the glass face had a chip in it and the latch wouldn’t let it close properly. But Evan was sure he could fix it, so he made it his project.

His mom and dad think all the spare parts he collects are worthless junk. They wouldn’t think that now that he had been able to use it to fix something. Or they would if he could show them. Maybe another time.

He sighs to himself and closes his fingers around the hard metal, slipping quietly back to the open waters.

Evan swims until he reaches a rocky dropoff of sorts. The rough, craggy wall is teeming with life – anemones, starfish, mussels, tiny crabs that make homes in holes and cutouts in the rock and coral. To him, it’s his place to think and be alone.

Maddie is the only other person he’s ever told about it. His parents would just say it’s too exposed and dangerous, even if that’s not the case. Nothing has ever bothered him here. If anything ever did happen, there’s a small cave nearby where he could hide. Not that his contingency plan would change their minds.

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[messyhairdiaz]

Teaser Tidbit Tuesday

Tagged by @panbuckley and @rewritetheending ☺️

A lil teaser from a smutty little thing I’ve been toying with

Eddie pulls a condom from the drawer and Buck’s already opening his mouth to say they don’t need it before reality catches up and reminds him that’s not the kind of thing you say when it’s just for tonight. No condoms are for commitment. Not for this game of pretend they’d wrapped themselves up in.

They’ll part in the morning like tonight never happened. It’s what he wanted, it’s what he suggested. But the thought is enough now to ruin the sense of peace this night full of kissing and touching had instilled.

Going light on the tags because I’m head hurty so basically if you want to share something? Tag you’re it, but also specifically tagging @transboybuckley and @fiona-fififi

[try-set-me-on-fire]

Tagged by @bigfootsmom in tidbit tuesday! Continuing on your Tommy’s shirt theme…

Buck looks up and here all of a sudden is Tommy Kinard. He looks broader, somehow, which doesn’t really make sense because the last and only time Buck saw him he was wearing a big formless piloting suit. He looked like a damn brick wall. Now he looks like a brick wall in short sleeve button down that’s buttoned pretty far down, several surprising inches of hairy chest on display. Buck’s eyes stick there for a moment — could he pull that look off? It’s a little 70s, he’s not sure — and when they find Tommy’s grin they almost flee right back down again. It’s sharp, maybe teasing, and happy to see him in a way that makes Buck’s stomach flip flop.

“Oh, uh- Hi, Tommy. Or- uh- Kinard?” A first name feels strangely informal, but the surname doesn’t roll off his tongue with the same jockish camaraderie as Buckley had for Tommy.

It just makes Tommy’s smile more eye-crinkly, though. “Tommy’s fine.” He smacks his hand flat on the counter. “Never seen you in here before. This is harbor territory.” He nods behind him, towards a group of firefighter-types hanging out in a crowd.

“Oh- Uh, sorry.” He knows some houses really actually care about shit like that. He and Eddie went to a bar near the 122 once and didn’t exactly get chased out but the vibes were definitely… unwelcoming.

“Teasing, Buckley,” Tommy reassures, noticing his nerves. Buck relaxes a little, though his stomach flip-flops again at the tone of voice, crinkly smile combo.

I hear tags are being weird but @rogerzsteven @daffi-990 @shitouttabuck @butchdiaz @wildlife4life @chronicowboy if ya got anything to share (it’s kind of late so you can take this as a wip Wednesday tag instead!)

[perfectlysunny02]

ೃ⁀➷Tease Tidbit Tuesday➹⁀ೃ

here’s an excerpt from my newest wip, right now, i wish you were here with me

“Never doing this again,” Buck huffs into the phone. He’s agitated in a way he can’t explain, filled with a sense of wrong, wrong, wrong.

“Not doing what again?” Tommy asks with a slight laugh. “Going home to your mom and dad? Falling asleep together on the phone?”

“Yes, actually,” Buck mumbles, petulant like a small child.. “I miss you. Never leaving again.”

This is too new, too bright. He’s never felt like this before, and he knows he’s said that before, but laying here awkwardly on his twin bed in his childhood bedroom, he aches with want, and a sense of giddiness. Dating a man, dating Tommy is everything he didn’t know he was missing. It’s like taking a drink of water when you’re desperately thirsty, it feels like he can breathe for the first time. Tommy Kinard is his sanctuary, he’s safe within his arms.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Tommy coos, and Buck hears his bed creak as he settles down to sleep. “It’s okay. It’s not forever, baby, you’ll be home soon.”

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[kingofangst]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday Wednesday Thursday

Tagged by @wolfboy88 🙌💯😎

The echoes of his heart beat, the shakiness of his breathing, the whispers of the trees, the air silently howling by him, were all nothing compared to the sight he visualizes, as his converses come to a stop the moment he sees Scott on the dirt path of the Reserve. His shirt stained with fresh blood, subconsciously clutching the flesh wound in his ribs, while blood mixed with wolfsbane cascades from his mouth, skin flushed with sweat while his eyes were closed, inhaling shallow breaths.

The sight of his own classmate -- Scott McCall -- like this, gave Seraph unwanted dejá vú, one that resurfaces abruptly, the memories he fights hard not to remember. Scott's unconscious and near death form reminds him of his grandfather's dying form...so Seraph, for the first time in his life, acts without thinking, and sprints towards him in a desperate manner.

Seraph did not want history to repeat itself.

Let's keep this going. No Pressure Tags: @rhyslahey @mmoosen @thiamsxbitch @hemlocksandfoxgloves @arewordsenough @scisac @unsanedes @moonraeken @isaac-not-isaac @chasing-chimeras

[hoodie-buck]

thanks for the tags beloveds @daffi-990 @disasterbuckdiaz @wikiangela 🩵

—i can’t share much at this point without spoiling major arcs, but here’s a little snippet from chris doesn’t come back, which is almost at 60k now 🫠

Eddie put the phone back up to his ear.

“I always need you, Buck. Always.”

“I know you don’t—don’t want me to keep saying it, but I’m sorry Eddie. I’m sorry I failed you guys.” Eddie’s head fell back as more tears threatened to spill out o him.

“Buck, you could never, just please—you’re not going to hurt yourself, are you?”

“No.” The answer came quickly, Eddie letting out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding.

“Ok.”

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[bibuddie]

teaser tidbit tuesday

tagged by the beloveds @honestlydarkprincess and @goforkinard thank u!! so i started two different fics today (the demons got me), so here’s a snippet of one:

Buck’s hypnotized as he watches Tommy’s back rise and fall slowly, the early morning sunlight streaking through the window and casting a golden glow across his skin. Buck takes the time to memorize every freckle, every scar, every single inch of his skin he can see. He finds himself struck by the urge to hold on, and to never let go.

It’s too early to say what he’s thinking yet, the word dancing on the edge of his tongue threatening to spill out at any given moment. But seeing Tommy here, tangled up in his bedsheets, soft where he’s usually sharp and hair splayed across Buck’s pillow?

It’s no real surprise Buck’s falling in love with the guy.

not entirely sure who’s done this and who hasn’t but let me tag @buckstommy @bucktommys @canonbibuck @911onabc @bigfootsmom

@queerbuckleys and anyone else who’d like to participate!!

[transbuck]

tease tidbit tuesday

this ones kinda long to make up for the COMPLETE LACK OF POSTING LMAO thank you to everyone who is still tagging me in things, i'm hoping to be out of this funk soon and back to showering you all in the praise you so rightly deserve soon :)

tagged by @wildlife4life @disasterbuckdiaz @messyhairdiaz @giddyupbuck @wikiangela @steadfastsaturnsrings (idk why it wont let me actually tag you i hope you see this alkdsjfakl)

FROM THE BUDDIE FIGHTING FIC, ENJOY (tags under the readmore)

Thunder rolled overhead as the 118 lounged in the station loft. Rain beat down silent prayers were sent up to meet it – prayers that they would avoid further calls out into the rain.

These prayers would almost always be ignored, often returned to sender in the form of extra nuisance calls and a few genuinely terrible ones. Rain made anyone stupid, and the people of L.A. seemed particularly susceptible to it.

But at least for now there was some reprieve.

Though not in Eddie’s mind, which was a storm all its own. He glowered down at the book he’d been trying to read for the last hour. He’d turned the page all of once.

“If you glare at that book any harder I’m worried it’ll explode.” Hen’s voice broke what little concentration he’d had as she plopped down next to him on the couch, bowl of popcorn in hand. She held it out to him. “Popcorn?”

He shook his head, but threw the book onto the coffee table, not bothering to mark his place.

“What’s got you all in a huff?” Hen popped a handful of popcorn into her mouth. “You’ve been pissed all week.”

Eddie frowned, leaning his head back. He didn’t have an answer for her. Well, he did. But not one he could give. He might be angry at Buck, but he wasn’t about to betray him. Or their secret. He reached for a reasonable excuse to give Hen, but came up empty. He shrugged his shoulders instead.

Hen narrowed her eyes at him.

“It’s Buck isn’t it.”

Eddie snapped his head up to meet her gaze.

“How the hell do you know that?” Buck and Hen had grown close since Buck had started coming to the station, stuck together like glue. Maybe he’d told her.

“He hasn’t been in at all this week,” Hen answered, “and he hasn’t missed a lunch since he started coming to the station.”

Damn. Eddie leaned his head against the couch again.

“Yeah well. We had a fight. It’s stupid.” It wasn’t stupid. And deep down, where Eddie dared not tread, he knew he wasn’t really angry. Buck was, definitely. But Eddie. He was worried. And scared. But it was easier to just be angry.

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[clusterbuck]

teaser tidbit tuesday

@homerforsure tagged me for seven sentence sunday but it was monday when i saw it and now it is. tuesday so here is a teaser tidbit of my next bed sharing prompt which is for @leothil<3

They drive down on a Tuesday, bundled into two cars. Buck had tried to argue for driver privileges, but ends up in the backseat of Chimney and Maddie’s Jeep, his knees jammed against the back of the driver’s seat.

“Come on, Maddie,” he half-wheedles. “This can’t be comfortable for you either.”

There’s a mechanical whir, and Maddie’s seat moves forward. Buck’s knees still touch it, but not enough to hurt.

“There,” Maddie says. “Now will you stop backseat driving?” 

“That wasn’t backseat dri—”

“Backseat whining, then,” Maddie says, pulling out of the parking lot of Buck’s loft.

In the passenger seat, Chimney turns around and raises an eyebrow. “You know, sometimes I almost forget you guys are siblings,” he says. “This isn’t one of those times.” 

Buck opens his mouth, and Eddie, on the other side of the backseat, holds up a finger. “If you’re about to say she started it—”

Buck huffs and crosses his arms, but Chimney laughs and it’s infectious, spreading easily through the car. 

“Besides,” Chimney says, pointing at Eddie, “My Buckley didn’t start it, yours did.” 

Buck looks out of the window to hide the fact that the tips of his cheekbones are turning an embarrassing shade of red at the thought of being Eddie’s anything. 

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[hippolotamus]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday

Tagged by the lovely @panbuckley @prince-buck-diaz @thewolvesof1998 @spotsandsocks @eddiediaztho @jesuisici33 @911onabc @wikiangela @wildlife4life Thank you loves 💖

I want to have some Bridgerton to share for WIP Wednesday so this is literally a tease of text from mirrorball wip

Buck places one outstretched foot on the stage, toes pointing into the warm hazy spotlight as the rest of his body remains hidden behind the sparkling, glittery curtain. The Saturday night crowd knows what’s coming. Their cheers and whistles only heighten the floaty feeling encasing him as he prepares for his routine.  If only Maddie’s ballet instructor could see him now. She always said he was all leg and not enough balance. Take that Mrs. Lahn. His music starts and a switch flips in his head. He’s on. The remaining traces of Buck fall away, left behind like his civilian clothes and makeup case in the dressing room.

No pressure tagging @shortsighted-owl @alyxmastershipper @stereopticons @this-is-bwr @elvensorceress @monsterrae1 @eowon @buddierights @heartbeatdiaz @heartshapedvows @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy @rmd-writes @apothecarose @lizzie-bennetdarcy @vanillahigh00 @the-likesofus @barbiediaz @chaosandwolves @honestlydarkprincess and anyone else who wants to share a bite of something they're excited for

[thewolvesof1998]

Moodboard Monday / Tidbit Teaser Tuesday

share a moodboard as well as a snippet from the fic it’s for!

Tagged by @hippolotamus and @theotherbuckley

God, there are so many juicy tidbits I could give you but I think this one will do for now:

“Cariño,” The endearment slips easily from his lips, sits right on his tongue, like it’s always meant to be only used in reference to Buck.  Buck shivers, “Fuck Eddie, it’s-it’s you, it’s always been you, I thought you knew that when I asked you to touch me.” “You know more than anyone that sex doesn’t always translate to more,” Buck nods, “If it wasn’t clear, it’s you for me too.” Without breaking eye contact he leans down and places a kiss on Buck’s left hipbone, breathes “Mi sol,” into the skin. Buck’s eyes widen, a small gasps falls from his lips, Eddie kisses the right hipbone, “Mi corazón,” He kisses the sensitive skin just above Buck’s cock, “Mi Vida,” His breath fans over Buck’s tip causing him to thrust up, just barely missing Eddie’s chin. “Fuck Eddie, you-you can’t go saying all that romantic stuff when you’re that close to my dick,” Buck says “Why?” He says, nuzzling at Buck’s cock, smearing more precum over his face and into his hair, ironically Buck’s probably going to get his shower after all this is done, maybe they’ll share one to save water. “Because it-it almost made me come and I need you in me-me before I do.”

This fic is so close to being done, if the writing spoons keep coming hopefully it will be in the next few days🤞🏼

Previous snippets premise/moodboard

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[messyhairdiaz]

Teaser Tidbit Tuesday

Tagged by @giddyupbuck and @rewritetheending whose piece saw Eddie dancing and funnily enough, so does mine

Eddie holds a hand out. “Do you want to?”

Buck only hesitates for a single breath before he takes it.

Eddie takes up the leading position, and Buck slips into place, always ready to follow him, even in something as unfamiliar as this.

You do something to me that I can't explain

Hold me closer and I feel no pain

It’s a good song to be Maddie and Chimney’s song. If the relationship they’re pretending into existence for tonight was real, would he and Eddie have a song by now? Would they have come home, drunk on each other and the display of love they had just witnessed and found themselves dancing to their song instead?

Tagging @fiona-fififi @transboybuckley @sibylsleaves @alyxmastershipper @911onabc @transbuck @loserdiaz

[theotherbuckley]

Tiny Tidbit Teaser Tuesday ¿

I feel like there’s too many T words in there but oh well. Guess what guys, here’s a more hopeful and less depressing snippet of the Buck running fic! It’s near the end and this fic is almost finished (I say this and then ignore it for like a month 👀) anyway enjoy:

“I’m sorry, Buck, I didn’t realise.”

“No, no, it’s not your fault, I didn’t want you to know.”

“Still, I should’ve— Christopher even noticed, I wasn’t sure what he was saying, he’s just so observant.”

“He shouldn’t have to deal with everyones problems, he’s a kid, I don’t want him to worry about me, I’m sorry.”

“Hey,” Eddie says, resting his hand on Buck’s shoulder, “He’s a good kid, he worries about the people he loves sometimes.”

“I love him, you know, like he’s my own.”

“Yeah,” Eddie smiles softly. “That’s why you’re his gaurdian.”

“Thank you,” Buck all but whispers.

“Always.”

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