Cora, official tumblr old™, ace bi, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯, cryptid, I honestly have no idea what labels best fit, mostly I'm just a collection of anxieties and depression stacked on top of each other in a trenchcoat masquerading as a person. She/her but in the way you refer to a sailing ship. All TAZ sideblog: @youhearstatic
Ω - WIP - omegaverse thing - snippet here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here (and a deleted scene here.)
🪝- WIP - Pushing on a Bruise, Addicted to the Ache (The keep hooking up fic. More here.)
🔄 - WIP - the age flip thing. Canon events are/will be shuffled and altered as I see fit. In this version, for example, Tommy is the one who got his leg crushed. (snippets here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here.)
🌩️ - WIP - the second half of "waiting for the thunder" (snippet from first half here. Ao3 link for first half here.) (snippet from second half here.)
🪢 - WIP - the BDSM club fic I'm currently calling "steel" (snippet here and here and here and here and here.)
🐾 - WIP - the thing I'm calling "found" (snippets here and here and here and here and here and here.)
🎰 - WIP - currently calling it 'bet' for reasons that will only make sense at the end, this is a smutty bottom!tommy wip (snippets here and here.)
📱- WIP - calling it apps for now. another smutty wip, this time a bucktommy hookup pre-canon meeting. (snippet here.)
🔮 - WIP - Tommy has clairvoyant visions. (A powers AU I've barely begun and I haven't decided if everyone has powers or just Tommy. Probably eventually explicit because the first vision in the story is Tommy meeting Buck and immediately having a vision of them getting steamy. Which is a shock to him because he hasn't touched anyone skin to skin since his first vision at 17.) (Snippet here.)
🚘 - WIP - car show (very temp title) idkwtf but here's a snippet
🫧 - WIP? - The Abyss AU I'm so going to end up writing at least some of these scenes.
🤟 - WIP? - Career ending injury - nonverbal Tommy. Is this a WIP? Not saying yes but not not saying yes. (If you're interested in nonverbal Tommy, here's three more in the form of three 5+1s)
💘 - WIP? - Tommy dates someone else and when they break up, the guy takes it on himself to talk to Evan. Not a WIP (yet) but saving it in case...
SalBuckTommy: 2+2=3 - apparently I'm going to write this? Here's a snippet from after Tommy finds out. (I very rarely write out of order but this got in my head and had to come out.)
Finished writing:
🪽 - The Ballad of Wally Coyote - a 5+1 AU prompt from beanarie that got entirely out of hand and became a 22k fic.
🌸 - Ways to Die for Love (the hanahaki fic) (snippets here and here. AO3 link for full fic here.) (crash that helicopter alternate ending here!)(And the Buck POV for second bar scene onwards. Here's a snippet! And here's the full Buck POV fic!)
Remeet - Buck and Tommy see each other for the first time since... everything. (Is this done? It's open ended for now.)
Habits minific post break up when an exhausted Tommy makes a mistake
Curse of 118 5 things - Tommy is a minor demigod investigating the curse
Valentine's Day minific about their first valentines post reuniting
Shitty spaghetti (group fic)
Crash that helicopter minific
Soulmate AU - a take on Buck and Tommy being soulmates
5+1 things about an AU where Tommy comes out to Hen before he leaves the 118
5+1 times Tommy left
Not a five facts about an AU where Buck secretly took helicopter piloting lessons.
Tag fic about a wrong delivery (WIP and here's another snippet.) (Read full fic on ao3)
Tag fic of Tommy's accidental 'proposal' to someone who isn't Buck.
Another something inspired by something from Jessica: hookup mows lawn.
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Additional Tags: Buck goes to yoga, I would also go to yoga if Tommy Kinard was the instructor, Queer Identity Development, Community is complicated
Hey, look at that, Buck actually does some yoga this week!
Snippet:
Buck is torn between ducking away and pretending he wasn't staring like an idiot, or just waving hello, but Tommy is already straightening and touching a hand to his conversation partner's elbow as he murmurs something and then comes striding over to Buck, concern on his face.
"Evan, I wasn't expecting to see you today," he says, brows pinching together as he searches his face.
"I - sorry?" Buck tries, stopping trying to get the buckles loose. "Was… is there not a spot in the class anymore? Should I not have-"
"No - no, sorry, that's -" Tommy says, his face tightening in a frustrated scrunch as he reaches out and squeezes his arm just above his elbow like he doesn't want to risk him trying to run away again. "That's not how I meant it. I just meant I didn't think you'd be feeling up to it so soon."
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For title asks: "The Universe Has A Different Plan"
The fic idea just came to me as I was doing laundry
Picture it, it's Christmas time. This is the first year Tommy hasn't worked the holidays in a very, very long time. Maybe he always volunteers to work them, I don't know. Anyway, someone - his account cousin? His distant mother? - insists he flies out and spends Christmas and New Years with them. He can't think of a good excuse, so he reluctantly agrees, even though he'd much rather mope around his house and watch sappy Christmas movies. But, hey, maybe if he isn't in the state, he won't be thinking about Evan and wishing for a ridiculous Christmas miracle.
Except when he's waiting in line at the airport, he hears a familiar voice behind him. He risks a look back and, yep, there's Evan, holding the hand of a little boy in a Paw Patrol Christmas sweater. Tommy turns away quickly before Evan can see him and asks whoever is in charge of the universe to please get him out of this line as quickly as possible (it's Christmas time in an airport, so that doesn't happen) and that he can get away before he's seen (somehow this does happen). He flees - there's no other word for it - and hides out in an alcove until his flight is called. He boards and thanks whatever airport gods there are that he was able to avoid at least one awkward moment on this trip.
Except then, he sees Evan, almost towering of the other passengers as he boards with the kid. Tommy slouches down in his seat and pulls his hood as low over his eyes as possible, because of course, of fucking course! And as if that wasn't enough of a cosmic joke, he hears Evan settling the boy into the seat right behind him, telling him gently to not kick the seat in front of him and that he'll give him his iPad as soon as the nice flight attendants tell them it's okay. Tommy is tortured the entire flight by the sound of Evan's soothing voice behind him telling this child - Theo - that everything is just fine, they're totally safe, that Evan knows a pilot, actually, and did Theo want to know how the airplane actually worked? And then he hears Evan repeating the things he told him when Tommy had taken him flying on a date, and he's trapped in his own special, personal hell and he's going to go insane before the plane lands. When they touch down, Tommy's seatmate is actually a kind, decent person and gets both of their bags out of the overhead bin and he's able to join the flow of passengers deboarding the plane while Evan is distracted by helping Theo gather his crayons and action figures to notice him.
He spends a while in his hotel room finally allowing all that panic and nervous energy he's been keeping bottled up for hours and hours work it's self out of his body (a few trips to the mini bar help) before ordering an Uber to go meet his family member for dinner. Unfortunately, he arrives at the elevator at the same time that Buck and Theo do.
"Buck, look! The man from the plane!" Theo exclaims, pointing. He and Evan stare at each other for a moment and Evan clears his throat.
"S-sorry, I think we sat behind you on our flight? He has a real knack for remembering faces," Evan explains.
"We're going to the pool! I took swim lessons," Theo announces, totally oblivious to the awkwardness between them in the way most children are.
"Oh, that's... cool. I, uh, forgot something." It's a lame excuse, but it gets him out of the situation.
Tommy manages to avoid them for the most part. Of course, the family member he's visiting thinks it's quite amazing that he somehow ended up on the same flight, to the same state, in the same hotel, on the same floor as the very ex he had been hoping this trip would be a distraction from and this small child that somehow looks like Evan but was never mentioned in the six months they dated. What a twist of fate! Tommy thinks fate is paying him back for all the times he's tempted it in the cockpit over the years.
Since it's the holidays, there's an office Christmas party that just has to be attended (if it's his accountant cousin, it's a 'I don't want to go either. We just have stay long enough to be seen and clap at a lame speech. If it's his mother, it's because she firmly believes that no one can enjoy a party without her presence). Tommy's not jumping for joy about going, but at least he won't run the risk of accidentally bumping into Evan at the ice machine or something.
Lo and behold, who should Tommy see standing anxiously to the side of the room while his young charge, who is apparently the company owner's grandson, is shown off to the crowd by an older couple, the man carefully pushing his wife's wheelchair to each group of guests, Theo balanced on her lap.
"Thank you all for joining us tonight," the man says when the time for the speech comes. "It's so wonderful to see so much joy in one place, especially after the tragedy our family suffered earlier this year. As many of you know, our son," the man gets choked up and has to pause for a long moment. "Our son, Conner, and his wife, Kameron, were involved in a fatal car accident a few months ago. By some miracle, our grandson Theo was left unharmed and is here with us tonight. My wife and I are so grateful that Conner's friend, Mr. Evan Buckley, willingly stepped up and agreed to act as Theo's guardian and that he took the time and gave up Christmas with his own family to allow us to have this time together."
He keeps talking, but Tommy doesn't hear him thanking his employees or wishing them a fantastic New Year. He's looking at Evan now, really allowing himself to see him for the first time in a long time. He sees the smile that's a little too plastic to be real. He sees the way he's standing too straight, not letting anyone see the weight he's carrying. He sees what no one else in the room can. But most of all, he sees Evan, his Evan.
Late that night, or maybe it's early in the morning, Tommy has lost track of the time, he steps out onto the balcony of his hotel room. Evan is leaning over the railing of the balcony next to him, his head held heavily between his hands. That's how Tommy hears about this long, difficult day, added to many long, difficult months, on top of a very long, difficult year.
"I figured you being there every time I turned around was just the cherry on top," Evan says, and Tommy can't help but laugh. He tells Evan about how he had been thinking the same things about him.
When it's time to return to Los Angeles, Tommy sends a thanks to the airport gods when his return ticket puts him right next to Evan again.
If you’re still doing HiAUtus prompts, what about a scenario where Buck already knew Tommy was Abby’s ex coming into s7?
oh boy. almost 2k here. for the ask meme that i'm working on i promise! formatting is all over the place. don't worry about it!
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1) i think they're all having "thank god we're alive" drinks some night after the cruise ship rescue, including tommy. chimney reaches a drink threshold that has him hit his hand on the table and ask, "tommy, are we ever talking about your secret engagement?"
hen: ohhhhh we have to talk about it, it's been long enough, we almost died in a helicopter, in a hurricane, we have to talk about her
tommy stares at them, then at buck and eddie, as he melts into a giant lake of sweat. "i don't… know what you mean…"
buck and eddie, rolling up to the el chisme buffet: oh gosh what is this about, someone should tell us everything right away
chimney: it was like the second thing i ever learned about you!!! and you didn't even tell me!!!! i had to hear it from this lady who shows up while i'm man behind. she comes looking for tommy, he left his phone at my place and he's been calling it all day, is he around?
tommy, to buck and eddie: i need one of you go to drive to harbor, find a chopper, turn it on, and let me walk into the blades. fly it here. now. it's not that hard. turn the key and pull up.
buck: can i?????????????
eddie and hen and tommy: NO
chimney: and i'm like, ooooohhhhhh yes ma'am, i'll GLADLY pass this on to TOMMY KINARD, who should i say it's from????? and then her diamond ring sparkles right in my eye—
hen, a memory suddenly dawning on her: uhhhh wait chim before the grand finale what if we get some more cheese fries, go up and order some and then come back and we'll do the big reveal
tommy: of my corpse, because i'm killing myself. i'll get the cheese fries, you guys get a body bag
chimney: everyone shut up!!!!!!!!!!!!! she says, i'm abby clark, tommy's fiancee. and then she disappeared into the mist and tommy refused to speak about it ever…….. until now
tommy: there's no until now, there's—
buck: ….abby? my ex-girlfriend, abby?
hen: no………………. uh…………… another abby………… it's a big los angeles metro area out there, there's tons of 911 dispatchers named abby clark out there…...........
tommy stares at buck, then asks: himbo?
2) hahahaha so funny!!!!!!!!!!!!!! tommy buries his face in his hands, EVERYONE goes up to order every appetizer on the menu, but buck stays behind so he can watch tommy have a nervous breakdown for several minutes. finally tommy sits up and stares at buck. "so."
buck pulls out his phone and slides it across the table. the folder is just labeled ABBY (2018) and, yep. that's a whole relationship with his ex-fiancee happening on some other guy's phone. "shit, you bulked up," is all tommy can say. "anyway, yeah. that's… my ex. and your ex."
"why'd you break it off?" buck asks.
"i'm gay."
"oh. did she know that?"
"if she does, i didn't tell her. why'd she break up with you? i mean, assuming—"
"uh, her mom died and she went to travel the world, then kinda ghosted me."
"oh. wow."
"yeah."
then they sit in silence for a while, peeling the labels off their beer bottles, until everyone comes back with many hot foods. "… did things somehow get weirder while we were away?" chimney asks. "you were supposed to talk about this, figure it out!"
eddie: you guys, this can't be the first time either of you-
tommy: i'm gay and i broke up with her because i never loved her. um. thanks for the fries and the drinks. nice meeting you or catching up with you. i gotta go. bye
he flees for his life, and buck watches him go. chimney and hen watch, too, then catch buck and eddie on The Life and Times of Tommy Kinard (as far as they know, which is clearly not at all)
3) tommy opens his door: it's eddie?
"so before everyone blew up your spot over the whole………. got engaged to someone and never really loved them, which, well, i don't know, people just do things sometimes for good reasons or not-so-good reasons, or good reasons with good people at the wrong time, or good people you thought you were just starting to—"
"are you eddie? sorry, i blacked out and died after i ran out, so. didn't quite catch your name."
"yeah i'm eddie. you wanna hang out? chim said you're into muay thai and i just started taking classes at a gym near my place."
"……….. yeah ok."
because they're really manfully beating the shit out of each other, they manage to…………. share? their thoughts? honestly? also eddie's kid is cool and they all like watching sports, so. is this……….. a friend?
3b) this evan or buck guy, though. the one who like. actually- yeah. maybe. maybe he is. to be. avoided. like just until tommy gets a handle on the humiliation he's managed to bury for 5+ years, then maybe he can say more than hey what's up to the dewy-eyed himbo whose dick abby rebounded with before her mom died and she escaped from LA. it's fine. he's not avoiding the guy. he's just making sure to never be in the same room as him for more than six seconds. nothing weird about that. tommy's busy! he's got a busy life! places to be! hobbies to hobby!
4) unfortunately, eddie is only kind of tommy's new friend; he's evan's best friend. tommy figures that's how evan got his address and why he's standing in his driveway while tommy's tinkering in the garage. why did he leave the door open? this is what he gets for trying to embrace a "welcoming" aura in the neighborhood- some asshole shows up and expects to be welcomed.
"hey, tommy. why are you being so fucking weird about having the same ex?"
"hey, evan," tommy calls from under a car. "well, i'm being fucking weird about it because i'm gay and for about five minutes i thought maybe i wasn't that gay, like i could marry a woman and also be gay, it's not like i needed to act gay or do gay things, i could just—whatever, man. why are you here?"
"because i want to be your friend and you don't like me? and you don't like me for reasons that have nothing to do with me? maybe i want to hang out with eddie and chris and you, because they think you're really cool. maybe it's stupid that you made up your mind to not like me over a woman who hasn't been in the same country as you for five years. do you save all the common sense for the helicopter?"
tommy sighs deeply and slides out from under the car. "that wasn't very nice of you, new friend."
evan looks down at him, upside down and really annoyed. "wasn't very nice of you to avoid me."
"… do you want a beer or something?"
"i would. thank you. and then tell me about this car."
"do you know anything about cars?"
"guess you gotta find out."
5) eddie and tommy get along sooooooooo well. they're like, weirdly similar, buck thinks, like the gay side and straight side of the same bitchy coin. and it's sooooooo not fair that it's so EASY for eddie and tommy to get along and so not for him and tommy.
no ok, like, buck and tommy DO get along. their conversation is so easy and buck loves leaning in close to listen to whatever tommy says, and the 118 invites tommy out to drag him back in with their tendrils, but tommy hangs out with eddie, too, and he starts inviting buck places, just the two of them. they do outdoorsy stuff that eddie has no interest in, tommy invites him out to movies because buck has never seen any but he wants to see them with tommy, they go to new restaurants all the time, sometimes they just hang out at the loft or at tommy's place (aggressively comparing tommy's porch to bulk's balcony). he and tommy don't have a list of things in common like he and eddie do, but they spend so much time together and talk and text all the time and buck just likes being near him and with him and prying him open like-
6) "hey hen, i took five quizzes about whether i'm bisexual and it says i am, but like, how can i know? like really know?"
"good question. is there a 6'2" firefighter-pilot whose mouth can help you answer that?"
"…………………………. what if he hates me, though. like we're friends now. what if he still hates me because of abby. …………. not that this is about tommy. it's about me. and not tommy. it could be about anyone."
"talk to him. kiss him if it goes well. talk to him some more if it doesn't. try kissing him again. you two have been coming to our group hangouts and treating them like dates for more than a month now, so both of you might need to knock your heads together a few times to figure it out."
"oh. okay. thanks hen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! also i'm bisexual you can tell everyone if you want!!!!!!!!!!! is there a special place to get one of those flag pins and bumper stickers or can i get them anywhere?"
"please ask tommy. that's a good question for tommy."
"ok now you're making fun of me >:( "
"absolutely. have fun!!!!"
7) buck comes to tommy's house and they stand across the kitchen from each other, and buck tries to piece together everything: the abby thing, the friendship thing, the chemistry thing, the wanting-to-kiss-his-mouth-and-dig-his-fingers-into-his-hair-so-fucking-badly thing. and buck opens his mouth and……… nothing comes out. until finally:
"i think……… i have a crush on you? i think……… i really like you? and i can't remember the last time i…….. liked someone this much? i feel all bubbly and excited to see you, and i don't care what we do as long as we do it together. lately i think the only thing that could make it amazing, so much more amazing, is if we were kissing, too. oh my god, see what i mean, like, who says that when they're normal about someone, who calls it kissing, what i mean-" buck pauses. "yeah that's exactly what i mean. sorry."
"what are you sorry for?" tommy asks, having addressed none of his concerns.
"………. that it's me," buck says. "that i'm….. your friend, but…. but i was abby's himbo first. and you were abby's fiance first. and maybe we've been…. maybe we're friends now but maybe we'll always be abby's exes first. maybe we can't be anything else."
"but you just said we were friends," tommy replies. "so clearly we can be something else."
"tommy," buck whines. "can you- about the other stuff, could you just- just tell me whether it's possible. please."
"i think… the first thing you knew about me was the worst thing about me, and you still stomped over and demanded to be my friend. so i think…… if you saw that- if you saw me- and you still stuck around, and you're- you're here and you want to, uh, stick even more-?"
"i wanna stick around so bad," buck says, suddenly all the way across the kitchen, right in tommy's face, so close they can feel each other breathing. but buck holds back, stares at his lips, whispers, "tommy, please."
and suddenly that's easy, too: standing in the moment, together, the past carefully packed up and out of their way.
got tagged by @ambernotember (thank you!!!!) and so here's a bit of the next chapter of recipe(s)
“Okay, I got this,” Buck said. “Be a good kitty. Don’t throw any parties.”
Flash did not dignify that with any response, just went back to grooming. For some reason that felt appropriate, and Buck turned to the door.
He opened it, and came face to face with Chimney, hand raised in the air like he was about to knock.
“Um?” he said.
“Oh,” Chim looked genuinely thrown off. “Uh. Hi.”
“Hi,” Buck said, glancing around. “Am I in trouble?”
Chim frowned. “Should you be?”
“You tell me,” Buck said. “Why are you here, instead of on the way to work?”
“Funny story,” Chimney said. “Maddie dropped me off. Can I catch a ride with you?”
“I mean, sure, but I’m only doing a twelve hour, so you’ll have to find another way home,” Buck said.
“Okay,” Chim said.
Buck stared at him, at the way he was shifting like he was antsy. He sighed, already feeling tired.
“What is it?” he asked.
“Maybe we should get in the car before I answer that,” Chimney said.
“That’s a terrible idea, but okay,” Buck said, turning.
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It's my cat's birthday (anniversary of me getting him) so I told him the story of his life while petting him real good
Highlights include:
For your first two years (when you were small) you lived in a foster home with people who raised you into a very polite young man. Two is like you plus me, that's what two is.
Some people adopted you before me and they called you Timmy (which is a stupid name) and they returned your ass almost immediately because you were so annoying at that age.
Like think about how annoying you are right now at seven years old, but way worse.
I'm better than them though, I don't call you Timmy and I wore earplugs to bed for three years because you love to scream at bedtime. Earplugs are like when I roll over and go back to sleep even when you are yelling so so so loud.
I got you at a time in my life when I was really sick (being sick is like when I'm up late because I'm throwing up and you are a very handsome good boy who sits with me) and they had to put me asleep for a procedure. A procedure is like what happened to you when they put you asleep and took your balls away.
Now you've lived with me for five years. Five is like the number of toe beans on one of your feet. When I clip your nails five is when we're halfway done. But we're hopefully not even halfway done with how long we get to be together. I'm gonna have to figure out new ways to help you count.
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