Est. 2017

Updated 7/6/2022 

Updates here do not reflect Tom Holland masterlist

All my works are in chronological order by fandom and category, starting all the way back in August 2017!

Mostly Tom Holland, with some other stuff. I try to update every time I upload!

PLEASE feel free to make requests! Here’s my fandom masterlist for reference on what or who I will write for!

personal favs denoted with ♥︎

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley & Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Additional Tags: Pre-Slash, Pre-Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Eddie Diaz Loves Evan "Buck" Buckley, buck would trust eddie with his life, eddie is not afraid to bend the rules for him, Idiots in Love, they just don't realize it yet, Canon Compliant Summary:

Eddie looked around for his own solution, but one was staring him in the face in the shape of a big round tire attached to the back of Buck’s jeep. When he locked in on it, a smirk rose to his lips.

“Say, Buck, you don’t happen to have a jack and wrench tucked away somewhere, do you?”

“What? Yeah, of course I have an emergency tire kit why do you a-” he started, then his face fell. “No, no you can’t, Eddie. Isn’t that like… wrong?”

Eddie moved his brows downwards and pressed his lips together mischievously.

“Come on, Buck. You know me. I would never do something illegal!

AO3 Summary:

Buck was distracted as he looked around for an empty table. So distracted, in fact, that he missed a large figure leaned against the wall and bumped right into them.

“Oh shit I’m so sor…” he trailed, taking in the figure in front of him.

“Evan?” asked Tommy, looking nervously between him and another man that he had clearly been in conversation with.

“Tommy,” was all Buck could mutter. Tommy looked half as stunned as Buck felt. “Wh- what are you doing here?”

“I think it’s obvious why I’m here. I should be the one asking you what you’re doing here. Shouldn’t you be with Eddie?”

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Aka Henren take Buck to a gay bar to cheer him up after Eddie goes to Texas, but instead he ends up finding some closure and new feelings

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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Howie "Chimney" Han, Bobby Nash, Maddie Buckley, Ravi Panikkar Additional Tags: Mild Hurt/Comfort, Getting Together, Love Confessions, Idiots in Love, Sexuality Crisis, crisis haircuts, Feelings Realization, Buck and eddie have a mutual crashout, they just dont tell each other about it, Boys Kissing, First Kiss, Saturday Night Live References, Eddie has a weird relationship with social media, post 8x10, part 2 includes, Let Buck Fuck, Suggestive Themes, Maddie Buckley Acting as Evan "Buck" Buckley's Parental Figure Summary:

Buck was fine.

No really, he was.

At least, that's what Eddie could tell from their constant stream of communication in the 3 weeks since he’d returned to Texas.

Text updates all the time, facetimes at least a couple times a week, even sending each other Instagram reels when they took the time to scroll social media in the evenings (“that’s so cringe, dad” Christopher had said. Apparently reels were way behind trend compared to TikTok and unfortunately Eddie was 0-2 in that argument because Buck voiced the same sentiment).

But really and truly, they were fine. Both of them.

Fine.

Until they weren’t.

It had been 3 weeks and 4 days since Eddie moved (really, who’s counting?), and he hopped onto facetime with Buck after dinner.

“What the hell is that?” were the first words out of Eddie’s mouth. Oops. —

Aka Eddie's in Texas, Buck gets a crisis haircut, and Eddie has a conniption over it. And somehow it's all Joe Burrow's fault.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Howie "Chimney" Han, Bobby Nash Additional Tags: Mild Hurt/Comfort, Getting Together, Love Confessions, Idiots in Love, Sexuality Crisis, crisis haircuts, Feelings Realization, Buck and eddie have a mutual crashout, they just dont tell each other about it, Boys Kissing, First Kiss, Saturday Night Live References, Eddie has a weird relationship with social media, post 8x10 Summary:

Buck was fine.

No really, he was.

At least, that's what Eddie could tell from their constant stream of communication in the 3 weeks since he’d returned to Texas.

Text updates all the time, facetimes at least a couple times a week, even sending each other Instagram reels when they took the time to scroll social media in the evenings (“that’s so cringe, dad” Christopher had said. Apparently reels were way behind trend compared to TikTok and unfortunately Eddie was 0-2 in that argument because Buck voiced the same sentiment).

But really and truly, they were fine. Both of them.

Fine.

Until they weren’t.

It had been 3 weeks and 4 days since Eddie moved (really, who’s counting?), and he hopped onto facetime with Buck after dinner.

“What the hell is that?” were the first words out of Eddie’s mouth. Oops. —

"Would you mind grabbing me a water while we wait? Mine should be out any second. There are coolers over there,” Josh asked, pointing off to the side.

“Yeah, I got you,” Eddie replied, turning on his heel -

And directly into another body, smashing his fresh, hot plate of smothered nachos between them...

..."What a shame. He’s hot," Eddie thought as he walked away.

Similarly, Buck sent a glance towards Eddie as he followed Josh.

"No distractions. Not now. Good thing we’ll never have to talk again."

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Chapter 4 is now posted! Once again I linked it in the title and here with a chapter excerpt under the cut! :)

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV)

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Buck was distracted as he looked around for an empty table. So distracted, in fact, that he missed a large figure leaned against the wall and bumped right into them.

“Oh shit I’m so sor…” he trailed, taking in the figure in front of him.

“Evan?” asked Tommy, looking nervously between him and another man that he had clearly been in conversation with.

“Tommy,” was all Buck could mutter. Tommy looked half as stunned as Buck felt. “Wh- what are you doing here?”

“I think it’s obvious why I’m here. I should be the one asking you what you’re doing here. Shouldn’t you be with Eddie?”

"Would you mind grabbing me a water while we wait? Mine should be out any second. There are coolers over there,” Josh asked, pointing off to the side.

“Yeah, I got you,” Eddie replied, turning on his heel -

And directly into another body, smashing his fresh, hot plate of smothered nachos between them...

..."What a shame. He’s hot," Eddie thought as he walked away.

Similarly, Buck sent a glance towards Eddie as he followed Josh.

"No distractions. Not now. Good thing we’ll never have to talk again."

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Chapter 3 is up on Ao3! I've linked it in the title and here and there's a chapter excerpt under the cut! :)

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley & Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)

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Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)

"There wasn’t anything standing in Buck's way this year on the field or in his journey to a masters in project management (whatever the fuck that meant, too).

He just had to run into a stupid baseball player at the welcome week athletics mixer. Awesome...

...This was going to be Eddie's year. One degree in communications under the belt, a masters in project management on the way.

He just had to run into a stupid football player at the welcome week athletics mixer. Great."

The halls were partially lit, and the only people he saw once he got inside were a few security men who nodded and Will in the boot room folding towels. Nelson Road was actually quiet.

No players taking the piss out of each other and bickering, no obnoxious journalists or photographers running around, not even the good sounds of Jamie’s laughter or Keeley and Rebecca gossiping.

True peace and quiet.

Or so Roy thought. — Aka Roy is happy to have some alone time, but some things don't always go as planned

—

“Alright, come on old man, let’s see your moves,” Jamie said as he grabbed Roy’s wrist and began dragging him along.

“I thought you said I wasn’t old!” Roy argued over the music. Jamie turned to face him once they were in the middle of the floor.

“Only I can call you old, grandad,” Jamie explained with that cute little squint in his eyes, scrunch of the nose, and quirk of the head. Roy accepted that for what it was, letting his increasing buzz, the loud music, and Jamie’s intoxicating movements take over his mind instead.

 —

Aka Roy and Jamie have a memorable first New Year's together.

—

“Out with it,” he commanded, not even turning his head to look. He could feel Jamie’s eyes roll as he set down the mug.

“I was just wonderin’ what you’re planning to do for the holiday since your family’s gone.”

“None of your fucking business,” Roy immediately answered.

“Well I just… I’ll be home for Christmas. Mummy and Simon are coming to stay with me and, you know, do all the Christmas shit. Midnight mass, presents, Christmas dinner, the Boxing Day match, all that. Thought you might want to join if you’ve got nothin’ else planned,” Jamie shrugged, looking down as he traced the rim of his cup with his index finger.

Oh. Damn.

—

But here, this was two men strolling through the world’s smallest country which resided within one of the most romantic places in the world, gazing at art as their arms and hands occasionally bumped up next to each other.

It looked like a fucking date.

And that freaked Roy out more than anything else.

—

Aka Roy is an anxious king but Jamie shows him how to have fun on a team trip to Rome

—

“You know I’ll be alright, right? I’m sure I can drive just fine on it,” Jamie assured, vaguely pointing to his ankle.

“Sure, but you and I have drank most of that bottle and I don’t want you behind the wheel like that, babe,” she explained. It was true. Roy had only had a couple sips throughout the conversation. “Plus, the athletic trainers haven’t wanted you walking on it tonight, much less driving.”

“I’m fucking driving you home, Jamie. No buts about it,” Roy added. Keeley was glad to see how Roy had become so invested in Jamie this season, from the early morning trainings she’d heard about, to him showing up in her office asking for help, to encouraging the follow along to Jamie’s mum’s house. She wondered when the switch had flipped.

—

He wasn’t anticipating, however, the “fuck you, fuck off, and go fuck each other for fuck’s sake!” that Keeley had replied with. No, neither of them expected that.

She had ripped the bandaid off and with it, the wool that their stupid fucking idea had put over their eyes about it all.

Oh shit.

It was clear as day: they were fucking idiots.

Jamie’s stomach sunk to the floor and one glance at Roy suggested he felt the same way. They both immediately conceded, getting up and letting her show them the door without hesitation or resistance. The slam of the door was the final nail in the coffin of their stupid fucking idea.

“We’re fucking idiots,” Roy said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep,” was all Jamie could reply with a sigh. And then, “are you hungry?”

—

Aka regrets are abundant and realizations are made between Roy Kent and Jamie Tartt

—

To be honest, Roy didn’t know why he’d agreed to coach Jamie during the offseason.

Jamie had money. A shitton of it, too. He could quite easily hire a trainer with a fucking PhD in this shit, an actual professional. But no, Jamie had given Roy his little puppy dog eyes and begged the retiree to keep training him after he got back from holiday.

Offseason was supposed to be a time of relaxation, so why the fuck was he waking up at the ass crack of dawn to coach the prick?

And why was he doing it for fucking free? —

Aka Jamie knows hella about science for no reason and Roy makes a few realizations about him

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