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hello friends i have been working hard on 'gay' for pay i fear some of this may be from a make me write — i did take a quick look but if any of this is familiar OOPS
Buck's still breathless as Tommy rocks back on his heels, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Holy shit, okay. Maybe there's something to gays giving good blowjobs. But, sorry dude, I don't think I could give up pussy for that." Buck says, shakily pulling off the condom, tying it, and throwing it in the garbage can. He does a little fist pump when it lands in before he tucks his dick back in his shorts.
Tommy clears his throat, but his voice is still fucked out when he offers, "You could fuck me. Ass is ass, or whatever." He shrugs jerkily, hand clenching down on the sizable bulge in his jeans.
Buck wants to moan, nod, pop some Cialis and fuck Tommy until he's a moaning, shuddering mess and then some. Guys like Tommy make Buck like his job; what he wants is straightforward, and he's good-looking. Buck would love to get paid to spend more time with Tommy and see what's under that straining denim.
That's not what Tommy wants, though, or at least that's not what he's paying for.
Buck wrinkles his nose and shakes his head. "Nah, man. Getting sucked off is one thing, fucking a dude? That's like, actually gay."
Tommy huffs, shutting his eyes, and Buck's stomach sinks. Was that too far? "Yeah, I get it. Uh, let me get —" He stands up and immediately starts wobbling.
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I’m trying to pre-write some Kinktober stuff of the bucktommy variety.
Sharing a snippet:
And now, the mantra that kept running through his mind was: he wanted something different.
Once inside, Buck waited in a long line for the bar. He didn’t want to get drunk. But he was happy to take the edge off a little.
He was surprised by how many couples he saw: men, women, people of all genders and ages. Dressed in sequins, bow ties. Leather. Strappy, uncomfortable looking shoes. Bold shades of makeup. Jewelry and other.. accessories.
Buck would guess that most people were in their thirties, but it wasn’t easy to gauge with the masquerade style masks that they’d been given at the door, along with their color coded wrist bands.
Buck figured the masks weren’t to prevent recognizing each other so much as to prevent truly seeing each other. Anyone that knew him would have recognized his tattoos, if nothing else. But if they didn’t know him, they might be able to disassociate and not focus on his face. Not wonder what he might look like out of this context.
This was not a speed dating or ‘getting to know you’ event.
Evan grabbed his hand and held it to his abdomen. Tommy couldn't feel anything other than Evan's stomach. Maybe Evan could feel something – or thought he could feel something.
”You said you've done this before.”
”I have, but it's you.” He panted for a moment. ”It's you.”
Tommy had no idea what was happening, and he couldn't see Evan's face. Carefully, he moved back, pulling out.
”No! No, no, where're you going?”
Tommy tapped his thigh, ”Turn over.” Evan turned over with such force, the bed shook with it. Tommy took himself in hand and pushed back inside Evan's body. It was instant. Evan relaxed again.
Now that he had the freedom to do so, he wrapped his long legs around Tommy's waist. Tommy leaned over him, pressing their lower bodies to each other. Braced on his arm, Tommy said, ”Talk to me.”
Evan's eyes went a little glassy. ”You're in me.”
Tommy wiggled his hips to demonstrate. ”Yeah.”
Evan wrapped his arms around Tommy's shoulders, pulling him the rest of the way down. He kissed him with open eyes. ”You're inside of me,” he said with wonder.
It didn't clear anything up. Tommy had no idea what was happening in Evan's head. It seemed to have very little to do with what they were actually, physically doing.
”Can you go deeper?”
The answer was no, Tommy only had so much dick to work with, but he gave it a try. He grabbed Evan's thighs, pushing them up and back. It wouldn't do anything in terms of depth, but it felt different.
Evan sighed, hands finding his own abdomen again. ”Fuck.” He licked his lips. ”We need to do this all the time.”
There was a whole conga line of teasing jokes in Tommy's head, but he didn't want to cheapen what Evan was experiencing. Whatever it was, it wasn't an experience Tommy had had himself. He placed his hand on top of both of Evan's, pushing down lightly. ”How's it feel?”
Evan beamed at him. ”Feels right,” he said, and grabbed Tommy by the hips. ”Move.”
Rafael Silva & Ronen Rubinstein reflect on their experience in #911lonestar portraying Carlos Reyes & TK Strand but also Tarlos relationship. They share their favorite memories outside of the show but also their favorite storyline and their point of view on how their stories ended.
Hellooo fic title for you! so long as men can breathe and eyes can see
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okay this is the title for the buddie x-files AU I’m never going to write
Instead of Samantha, something happened to Daniel, and Buck finds out about it in college and—since it’s Buck—that’s kind of what spurs his conspiratorial thinking and he cuts contact with his parents. Bobby is Skinner reskinned, Hen and Chim are maybe the Lone Gunmen but I guess add in Ravi? Maybe Karen and Maddie?
This is a longfic, very well-plotted with a lot of twists and turns, and veeeeeeery slow burn. I don’t think I’d want a plot analogous to the show so I’d come up with some conspiracy of my own somehow tangentially related to aliens and fires. Can’t spoil it here tho !!! (lol. lmao even.)
IMPORTANTLY !!! This is the most vital part of the fic okay. Eddie wears white button up shirts left open at least one too many buttons and the gold cross is always visible. As slutty as possible while adhering to the fire bureau of investigation’s stringent dress code. Also Buck’s suits are always ill-fitting and slightly too big. The man is huge !!! Where is he shopping !!! Someone buy him a suit that fits. (Bobby help him out here)
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(You could make this buddietommy if Tommy was the smoking man but I thought about that, and thought about Buck and Tommy shotgunning, and that got too horny to function)
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*claps hands* letters! It's epistolary time! Partly under cut for length.
We're gonna fudge the timeline a little bit: Buck nicking the ladder truck for hookups happens almost simultaneously with Tommy absconding with the water drop plane. Let's say Buck reverted to his 1.0 habits post-Abby?
Because consequences apply when and only when we want them to, just like in canon they don't get sacked on the spot. They do, however, get hearings to decide their fate.
So they turn up for their respective hearings, all done-up in their dress blues. Tommy is stoic and unrepenting (he helped save a kid and a firefighter, he will not apologize for that), Buck is contrite and defensive. And who should they run into in the hallway but eachother?
There's some ribbing from Tommy ('kid, if you're going to abuse the uniform to get laid, i hear there's perfectly servicable storage closets in most fire houses instead'), but they get along quickly. Especially once they figure out their paths crossed at Doheny Park. "That was you?!" "Oh shit, you're Howie's probie, aren't you."
The conversations flows so smoothly it almost makes them forget, for a few moments, both their jobs are on the line. Just before they're both called in, Buck snags Tommy's phone and puts in his own number and, for good measure, also the hotmail address he's had since he was 15 and hasn't actually used since arriving in LA.
"Let me know how it went, okay? You saved our asses, if there's anything i can do..." Buck says. He's looking endearingly out of place, with the boyish charm of his smile at odds with the stark lines of the formal uniform.
Tommy is a little helpless in the spotlight of Full Force Buck, so he promises to check in. Word will get back to Howie this way and Tommy hadn't planned on telling him any of this, but fuck, this guy Evan has a really nice smile.
They both get slapped with a suspension. Without knowing it about the other, they both decide they need some time away from the LAFD and LA in general, and go do some light roadtripping. Buck is going back south with a vague idea to see if Peru has changed since he left, Tommy is headed, slowly and meanderingly, towards Canada. He grew up in the cold and wants to see if he can still stand it like he used to, which is not a metaphor, oh no, not at all.
And they text. There would be an entire section/chapter with just their texts and emails and even the odd postcard or two, when one of them stays put in one place long enough to receive it. (Let me stretch my HTML muscles a little!)
They get to know eachother that way. Perhaps more easily than in canon, because there's no jealousy murking up their beginnings, and the non-instant communication makes it easier to be vulnerable - and also they can't fuck their way out of uncomfortable situations.
On month 2 of their half-year suspension, Tommy is rolled up in a duvet burrito-style in a freezing cabin in the forests of Fuck All, Canada (he has definitely lost his cold tolerance), reading Buck's latest postcard that he has clutched in the one hand that's exposed to the air. And he realises with horror he might be developing a crush.
On month 4, Buck wakes up to the girl he brought back to his room last night going through his phone. Apparently she's in his text threads, because she turns the screen so he can see Tommy's contact picture at the top and says 'you know this guy wants to fuck you, yeah?'
She sounds wholly unrepentant about the breach of privacy (she must've used his sleeping face to unlock the screen, god), so Buck throws her out pretty quickly after that. But the idea has been planted.
Their texts become more and more flirty, though nothing is actually said or asked or confirmed. Somewhere in there, they start calling each other, too.
They both slowly drift back to LA once the end of their suspensions appears in their windscreen. They don't officially plan it, but their last night on the road, they park at the same truck stop.
"Hey," says Buck, most of his blush blessedly covered by his tan, the rest washed away by the blue tint of the street lamps.
Tommy smiles. "Hey you. What a coincidence."
And Buck would hem and haw and honest-to-god shuffle his feet a little bit.
"Hey i uh, i know this is a weird place to ask-" there's assorted trash rolling by like tumbleweeds in the background, and one of the parked truck drivers is snoring in a way that suggests a deviated septum "-but would you like to go out sometime? W-when we're back in LA?"
And Tommy needs to be really sure about this.
"Celebration our restoration to active duty? Or-"
"Definitely the 'or'," Buck says, grinning.
Tommy smiles. Buck can't tell with those stupid blue lights, but he might be blushing, too.
I have the most perfect idea for this, @nine-one-wanton 🤭
This would be a fic that travels through years of yearning, starting with Tommy only working at a restaurant as a waiter at this point. Every month, he sees this customer coming in, always ordering the same thing and always showing up alone. Tommy learns that his name is Evan Buckley, and he is immediately captured by his energy when he asks questions about the food and what wine pairs well with it. It doesn't take long at all for Tommy to fall for this frequent costumer.
There are some days when Evan shows up alone. Others when he's bringing a date, sometimes the same date more than once in one particular year. Other times, he brings his sister and her husband and kid, and then Evan shows up alone again, and he chats with Tommy whenever he's in his vicinity. Tommy learns that Evan is a firefighter, and Tommy in turn tells him that when he has the time, which isn't very often now, he likes to fly on his helicopter. The suggestion to take him on a ride is on the tip of his tongue, but never leaves his mouth even as Evan looks at him most earnestly.
Time goes by. Evan brings another date the next four years. The lucky woman shows off her ring in one occasion, and Tommy congratulates the couple and swallows the sting down his throat as he goes to get them a bottle of champagne on the house, unaware of Evan's gaze following him.
More time goes by and... Evan stops showing up. Tommy thinks that maybe it's for the best and moves on with his life. He co-owns the restaurant with Lucy by now. He's dating more seriously now, but gets cheated on, and he finds himself working harder than ever.
It's just before closing time when someone shows up, and Tommy is about to tell the costumer that they're about to close, and stops himself when he sees Evan. It's been almost 2 years since he last saw him, and he looks just as beautiful as ever. Just sadder.
They sit down and Evan tells him that his engagement ended and his captain died shortly after, and his life has been a mess. Tommy makes them food. Something easy. He brings out some wine and Evan then tells him that the engagement had been a mistake. Tommy doesn't pry, and he doesn't need to, because Evan asks him if he's seeing someone.
"Not anymore," he says and that earns him a small, beautiful, heart-thundering smile from Evan.
"I'd like to change that," he says, and reaches out a hand to place it on top of Tommy's, and Tommy doesn't dare to blink in case this is a dream.
Evan tells him that he used to come here for the food, but at some point, the food stopped being the reason and he just didn't realize why until he had seen the hurt look on Tommy's face when they had announced the engagement. It had all fallen into place, and Taylor had clocked it, and then tragedy happened, and Evan's focus was elsewhere, understandably.
Tommy can't believe what he's hearing, but he squeezes Evan's hand in his and tells him that he'd love to take up on the offer to change if he's seeing someone, and Evan smiles brightly.
Tommy is not at work the next time Evan shows up at the restaurant, but is seated across from him.
Definitely BuckTommy. A heart-wrenching story with an ambiguous title: after Tommy seems to be unable to fly anymore due to an accident, Buck tries to cautiously reconnect with him. Helicopter-shaped cookies warm Tommy's heart. But what warms it even more is Buck, who is determined not to let Tommy go this time. Sky's the limit: after earning his pilot's license, Buck proposes to Tommy at an altitude of 2,000 miles. As the weather takes a turn for the worse and they’re in danger of crashing, it becomes clear that Tommy still has his cool—and that he hasn’t lost his touch.
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Immediately thought of Tommy teaching Buck Muy Thai... except while Buck doesn't know Muy Thai... he's actually a really decent boxer. So he takes Tommy by surprise the first time and manages to pin him to the mat ;)
Tommy is very shocked but then incredibly turned on. "I forfeit."
Buck grins down at him, "Now to collect my winnings."
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