tagged by the always incredible smart beautiful @tweetsongs and @sunflowerbuckleys mwah!! for every ask i get, i have to write 500 words, and i will share a 200 words snippet. this is required of me by law and if i don't complete it i will be sent to the gallows + the burning pit etc. send in a request for any of the WIPs below, you can do more than 1 but please no more than 2!
wips below (and i have so many Ideas that aren't started (starred) but i've included a couple of those as incentive to actually, like, write them so. feel free.)
š¦“ wishbone fic - not friends not lovers but a third worse thing (aka conan gray's wishbone but make it buddie with a happy ending)
š„ captain eddie probie buck - exactly what it says on the box, porn with little plot
š married buddie bj fic - another what it says on the box, but without the plot
š± emergency contact fic* - semi textfic, eddie is new to LA and doesn't know anyone except this stranger (buck) who keeps saving him from emergency situations
ā cockblock eddie* - eddie is dating marisol and very platonically stops buck from hooking up with her brother (infideleddie? more likely than you'd think)
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idk if you take requests but would you do a sequel to āits okay, weāre the best of friendsā ?
i don't not take requests if i like the prompt! as with everything idk i think it depends man. but i must admit, this gripped me. i never even considered a continuation/sequel so no forethought was put into the date or outfit while writing best of friends. i hope you like this anyway, even if it's not exactly what you wanted to see <3
take the moment and taste it
G | 2.2k | Eddie and Buck's first date. (Sequel toĀ itās okay, weāre the best of friends) | ao3
Eddie hasn't knocked on Buck's front door in years. He hasn'tĀ neededĀ to; not when there's a spare key to Buck's place sitting on his keychain, right next to his own house key. (Buck has one of those too, and the thought makes Eddie's stomach flutter.)
So he doesn't quite know why tonight, as he reaches Buck's front door, he raises a handāfist closed around a set of keys that includes one to said doorāand knocks.
It's habit, he reasons. The polite thing to do when on a first date.
Except that Eddie knows it isn't that at all, and there's no point lying to himself.
Eddie knocks on Buck's front door, for the first time in years, because needs a few more seconds before facing Buck. Because he'sĀ nervous. That feeling isā¦new.
Realizing he was stupidly in love with his best friend was not a shock to Eddie. It's not the first time his heart has led him to that conclusion, but he hopes that it is the last. No, heĀ knowsĀ it'll be the last, that Buck will beĀ hisĀ last. The fact that Buck is a man hadn't phased Eddie much at all. In fact, he thinks they should award him another silver star for how well he handled that part despite his Catholic upbringing and general penchant for repression, thank you very much.
That was only a few days ago now, but Eddie doesn't think he can be blamed for his enthusiasm at taking Buck on a date. Partially because he feels bad for how much time he's wasted being oblivious (which, Buck has assured him, is not Eddie's fault. And he knows it isn't, realistically, but the guilt is there, taking up precious real estate in his chest regardless.) and partially because Eddie really,Ā reallyĀ wants to kiss him. Which he won't do until they go on a proper date.
Eddie's been in this position before, and nothing will ever make up for the mistakes he made with Shannon, but heĀ canĀ learn from them. He can be better for Buck, will do it right this time.
A few minutes pass; more than long enough for Eddie to gather his nerves. So much time that they circle back around full-force when Buck still hasn't opened the door.
His fingers tighten around the keys still in his hands and for a moment, Eddie considers doing away with propriety and justĀ using them. It'd be far from the first timeāhe has a key for a reason!āand he doubts Buck would mind butā¦maybe he would mind.
Maybe he's got cold feet, too afraid of ruining the friendship they've built to open the door. Or maybe he's changed his mind completely! Maybe he's realized that heĀ isn'tĀ in love with Eddie, that the thought was planted in his head without his permission and he was just caught up in the moment.
No. Eddie knows Buck wouldn't do that to him. Even if that was the case, if he'd changed his mind, Buck would respect Eddie enough to tell him.
So he doesn't use the keys. He knocks again. It only takes a few seconds before the door is swinging open, and Buck is there.
He looks good. Well, Buck always looks good, everyone knows it, but right now it's a thought that almost knocks Eddie off his feet.
The shirt he's wearing is blue. It matches his eyes and hugs his biceps so tight Eddie wonders if it's the right size. (Ultimately, he doesn't really care when it looks likeĀ thatĀ on him.) His pants are black and pinstriped, and the belt around his waist highlights the curve of his hips. Eddie wants to grab them.
By the end of the night, Eddie will beĀ kissing him. Will be doing it every single day for the rest of his life, if he's lucky.
"Hi," Eddie breathes, eyes still raking over Buck's body. It's probably rude to stare this much but Eddie doesn't care about that either. He's pretty sure he's allowed to do that openly now, and it's not like Buck isn't staring back. His own brown button-up and dark blue jeans aren't anything new for him, but Buck seems to enjoy it so Eddie will let him look.
"Hi," Buck replies, lips curving into a smile.
"You lookā¦" Eddie starts, trailing off as he flicks through a mental Rolodex of compliments for the right one.Ā Gorgeous, astonishing, so fucking hot, like the rest of my life.Ā None of them feel like the right thing to say.
"Oh God," Buck's smile falters. "Bad? I wasn't sure about the top but Maddie said it was good, and I don't know where we're going so I wasn't sure what to wear. I can change! Do we have time for me to change? Would you mind waiting?"
"No, Buck, no. You look good," Eddie lets his gaze flit to Buck's bicep one more time. It's the size of hisĀ head. "Like, really good."
"Oh," Buck exhales, and he smiles again. "Wanna come in? Or do we need to head out?"
"We've got some time," Eddie says, and Buck steps aside, opening the door further to let him in.
"Beer? How long do we have?"
Buck's shaking hands are clenching and unclenching at his sides, and he's bouncing on the balls of his feet like a prey animal ready to bolt.
They aren't due at their reservation for another hour yet, and Eddie's glad he had the forethought to book well ahead so they didn't have to rush. Okay, maybe Adriana had the forethought and made the suggestion, but Eddie would take the credit if asked.
"We should leave in about thirty, but maybe we could split one?" he offers, because he wants to ease Buck's nerves (his own too, if he's honest) but he doesn't want to get carried away. It'd be so easy for one beer to turn to two, to turn to staying in, to making out like teenagers on Buck's couch. None of it sounds bad to Eddie by any means. It all sounds quite perfect, actually. But it's the same thing they always do, except for the making out. Eddie really wants the making out, knows he'll fold under the slightest pressure from Buck.
Buck agrees and gestures for Eddie to sit (which he does, easily. Folding under no pressure at all), and Eddie watches as Buck wanders into the kitchen. His ass really does look fantastic in those pants.
Buck returns with a beer in hand, cap off, and holds it out for Eddie to take the first sip. He does that, too. Wraps his hand around the body of the bottle, lets his fingers brush against Buck's, but he doesn't let go. They grip the bottle together, their gazes locked on each other as they raise it to Eddie's lips and he sips, swallows. A soft grunt punches out of Buck.
Eddie doesn't let go when Buck drinks either. It sends a shiver up his spine, makes him feel like he's back in school. Giddy over sharing a drink, an indirect kiss.
"You never told me if I'm dressed okay," Buck says, letting setting the bottle and their joined hands on the couch between them.
"I already said you look good," Eddie mumbles, face heating. There's really no reason to be embarrassedāthis isĀ Buckābut it's still new. Complimenting Buck has never been a hardship, but there's never been so much intention behind it before either.
"But I still don't know where we're going, I could be underdressed. I could beĀ overdressed!" Buck nudges Eddie's knee with his own, a familiar movement only made foreign by the way the touch lingers. Their hands are still touching, Buck's fingers gingerly tracing circles around Eddie's knuckles. "You gonna tell me?"
Eddie hums like he's considering it, but really he's trying to buy himself some time. Find a little bit of composure, collect himself, because he's pretty sure if he opens his mouth to say anything all that's going to come out is a moan.
"Come on Eddie,Ā please," Buck tries again, and Eddie can't keep from rolling his eyes at Buck's begging. Eddie has never denied Buck anything (except maybe that first kiss, but even that was less a denial and more of a delay), and he's not going to start now.
"I'm taking you to dinner, Buck. Somewhere nice. That, uh, French place."
Eddie expects Buck to smileātoĀ beam, wide and bright in that way that makes Eddie feel like there's champagne fizzing beneath his skinābut his face contorts in what can only be described as incredulity. He doesn't know if that's a good thing or not.
"Eddie, that's too much!"
Eddie doesn't think he's ever disagreed with Buck so fundamentally. He doesn't think anything is too much for Buck. He deserves the world and more, so much more than Eddie could ever give him. But EddieĀ canĀ give him this.
"You've been talking about it for ages."
Talking aboutĀ is a bit of an understatement, if you ask Eddie. Some Instagram chef Buck follows posted about it, a glowing review of their Coq au Vin, so of course Buck wanted to try it too, if only so he could replicate it at home. He'd been talking about it for months now, but never made a booking. Said he couldn't commit to the cost now that he had Theo, and it wasn't worth sending him to Maddie's for a night just so Buck could try some fancy chicken. But they both had a child-free night for their date anyway, and Eddie was the one who insisted on taking him out so Eddie would be the one insisting on paying. He could splurge a little, for Buck.
"Still, that's a lot of money, and we haveĀ twoĀ kids to think about now, don't forget."
He takes the beer, Buck's hand slipping from the bottle and quickly settling back on Eddie's thigh. Eddie gulps down a mouthful to distract from the way his heart is hammering like drum.Ā TheyĀ have two kids to think about. The two of them, together. It makes Eddie dizzy with joy, thinking about their ready-made family and the eternity they're going to spend together. And they haven't even been on a first date yet!
"You know I'd never forget Theo," Eddie mumbles. "I just wanted to do something special for you, that's all."
That part had, admittedly, been Sophia's idea. Eddie had been content with taking Buck to one of their usual spots, or ordering takeout and driving out of the city to eat under the starts, maybe make out in the back of Buck's truck. But Sophia had convinced Eddie he needed to goĀ bigger.Ā This is the most important first date of Eddie's entire life; he needed a grand gesture, something they've never done before. Something to draw a line firmly between friends and more.
"Everything I do with you is special," Buck says, gripping Eddie's thigh a little harder to get his attention, make sure Eddie is hearing what Buck is saying. "I know you wanted this all to be perfect, and you feel like you need to do it, like, properly butā¦Eddie, you don't need to win me over or impress me. I'm alreadyĀ yours. This is it for me, and I know you feel the same, so I don't know why we're wasting all this time on formalities when we both know we're going toā"
Eddie doesn't mean to interrupt Buck, nor does he intend for their first kiss to go down this way, but how could heĀ not?Ā When Buck is sitting there talking about them like they're inevitable, like they've been together for years. How can he not kiss the man he loves when he's sitting there saying how much he loves Eddie back?
Kissing Buck is another foreign but familiar feeling. Eddie knows what Buck's body feels like beneath his hands, has used them to restart Buck's heart before, but he's never felt the plush slide of his lips or the scrape of his stubble against Eddie's cheek. His tongue is warm and gentle as it swipes at Eddie's lower lip, presses forward to explore Eddie's mouth like he's committing it to memory.
Eddie's got one hand still holding the beer and the other on Buck's neck while Buck is gripping both of his thighs like he's afraid Eddie will float away if he lets go. Eddie feels like he might.
The kiss is clumsy and rushed, a little over-eager. It's absolutely perfect.
"We could still stay in," Buck suggests between kisses. "Order pizza. I have more beer."
It's too late to cancel the reservation, but Eddie doesn't mind eating the fee if it means he gets to do this all night.
"You do have that hot tub," Eddie replies. "Could be fun."
"I knew I liked you for a reason," Buck teases.
Eddie pulls back to set the bottle down and look Buck in the face when he says, "You love me, actually."
Buck's grin makes Eddie's heart squeeze. There's that smile he wantedāhisĀ best friend'sĀ smile. Eddie thinks he might be the luckiest man on earth right now.
happy thursday! tagged by the always incredible @rhodeys <3 i've been working on a lil follow-up drabble (which is now over 1k and no longer a drabble) to it's okay, we're the best of friends. hopefully she'll be finished today and posted sometime soon :)
"Hi," Eddie breathes, eyes still raking over Buck's body. It's probably rude to stare this much but Eddie doesn't care about that either. He's pretty sure he's allowed to do that openly now, and it's not like Buck isn't staring back. His own brown button-up and dark blue jeans aren't anything new for him, but Buck seems to enjoy it so Eddie will let him look.
"Hi," Buck replies, lips curving into a smile.
"You lookā¦" Eddie starts, trailing off as he flicks through a mental Rolodex of compliments for the right one. Gorgeous, astonishing, so fucking hot, like the rest of my life. None of them feel like the right thing to say.
"Oh God," Buck's smile falters. "Bad? I wasn't sure about the top but Maddie said it was good, and I don't know where we're going so I wasn't sure what to wear. I can change! Do we have time for me to change? Would you mind waiting?"
"No, Buck, no. You look good," Eddie lets his gaze flit to Buck's bicep one more time. It's the size of his head. "Like, really good."
tagging: @tweetsongs @sunflowerbuckleys @lesbucks @bucklesdiaz @circledwithaheart @dr-lizortecho @hawkslonggoodbye @tsunamikaela @ryanguzmansgoatee and anyone else who is working on stuff bc i wanna read it <3
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Batman - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Jason Todd, Cassandra Cain & Jason Todd, Alfred Pennyworth & Jason Todd, Barbara Gordon & Jason Todd, Batfamily Members & Jason Todd
Characters: Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake (DCU), Cassandra Cain, Alfred Pennyworth, Barbara Gordon, Jonathan Crane
Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Scarecrow's Fear Toxin (DCU), Canon-Typical Violence, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Past Catalina Flores/Dick Grayson, mentioned very briefly in passing while dick is having fear toxin hallucinations, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Communicating, Bruce Wayne Tries to Be a Good Parent, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Protective Jason Todd, Good Sibling Jason Todd, Dick Grayson Needs a Hug, Good Sibling Dick Grayson, Protective Dick Grayson, Tim Drake Needs a Hug (DCU), Tim Drake is Robin (DCU), Tim Drake Has Panic Attacks (DCU), Good Sibling Cassandra Cain, Selectively Mute Cassandra Cain, Cassandra Cain is Orphan, Protective Cassandra Cain, Barbara Gordon is Oracle, Protective Barbara Gordon, Lazarus Pit Side Effects (DCU), Jason Todd is Bad at Feelings, Good Grandparent Alfred Pennyworth, Protective Alfred Pennyworth, Alfred Pennyworth's Cookies, Jason Todd is Alfred Pennyworth's Favorite, DC Stands for Disregard Canon (DCU), once again playing with canon like legos, damian is not here (yet), Sibling Bonding
Series: Part 4 of and i'll say i love you (and mean it this time)
Summary:
As they stepped back out onto the bottom landing, Dick stopped abruptly, staring at a blank stretch of wall between the two doors. Jason nearly walked into him.
āHowād we miss that one?ā Dick asked quietly, more to himself than to Jason.
āWhat?ā Jason asked. He had no idea what Dick was looking at.
Dick pointed to the blank wall. āThat other door. It wasnāt in the schematics, was it? Why didnāt we check that one out?ā
Alarm prickled at Jasonās skin. āWhat are you talking about? Thereās nothing there. Are you feeling okay?ā Nothing had really happened so far - there shouldnāt have been a way for any toxin to be affecting either of them.
Then again, Jasonās brush with this variant before had seemingly come out of nowhere, and theyād both been pretty jumpy about those birds.
Or,
Jason (reluctantly) agrees to join the rest of the bats in finally taking down Scarecrow. Unfortunately, he's the only one that has come across Crane's newest batch of fear toxin so far, which gives him an immunity no one else has. With everyone else incapacitated, it's up to Jason to complete the mission and make sure they get home safe, no matter what revelations come to light.
i have barely touched any of my fics this month and i dont remember what the title for the sunday sharing thing is so here we are!! married buddie bj fic
i've been tagged by so many ppl im sorry @bucklesdiaz @sunflowerbuckleys @tweetsongs @eddiesgayladder @circledwithaheart @damnit-buck @dr-lizortecho hopefully i got you all and i have tried to keep up with what you've all been sharing! apologies if i missed anything <3
They've been together long enough that none of this is new anymore. The novelty should've worn off months ago, but it hasn't. Eddie doesn't think it ever will. Buck's hand is thick, firm and calloused, and it still feels just as exciting now as it did the first time.
Buck dips to kiss Eddie with too much tongue but he doesn't care. It's not badākissing Buck is never badābut it's rushed and sloppy, eager enough that Buck is mostly just licking the inside of Eddie's mouth.
Though his mind is still half-asleep, Eddie's body is responding in kind. There's only a few minutes until they have to get up and be parents, and his cock is rising to the challenge.
It won't take much, loathe as Eddie is to admit it. Buck knows Eddie well enough to get him off in sixty seconds flat (has done it before, just to prove a point) and right now he's using every trick he's learned throughout their time together. Buck's mouth trails hot, wet kisses down the column of Eddie's throat, right where Buck knows he's sensitive, and his chest. Grazes his teeth over each nipple then soothes the sting with his tongue before continuing his journey down the cut of Eddie's abs and to his waistband.
tagging: everyone who tagged me and anyone else who wants to share stuff <3
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tagged by: @circledwithaheart and @damnit-buck mwah mwah mwah
Rules: Post the first sentence of your latest 10 fanfics, then tag 10 people.
7 of my last 10 were buck week and youāve probably seen them recently i apologise!!
you look so good today - i get wet at the thought of you (being a responsible guy), (E, 875 words, sexting fic)
"You know, this would've been done earlier if you'd let me help you," Eddie says, sidling up beside Buck where he's standing at the kitchen sink. - happy birthday to you (G, 1.8k, buck freaks out about turning 35)
āI think you're overthinking this, Buck," Maddie says, sipping the wine she insisted on pouring herself when she answered the FaceTime and Buck had greeted her with an immediate, "I'm stressing the fuck out, Maddie. I need help." - itās okay, weāre the best of friends (G, 1.5k, maddie talks buck down before his first date with eddie)
Buck has never been nervous about a tattoo before, not even when he was freshly twenty-one and trusted a man he'd just met at a bar who had a tattoo gun at home and promised he was good at using it. - made your mark on me (T, 1.8k, tattoo artist eddie)
They'd just returned from a call when Buck's phone rang. - youāre safe, little one (G, 1.8k, buck has to pick theo up from school)
Looking good, man! š - down bad, crying at the gym (T, 1k, buck thirst traps his gym crush eddie, textfic)
The mixing bowl drops into the sink with a loud, resounding clang. - never gonna let you down (G, 2.4k, buck spirals about theoās first birthday with him and chris talks him down)
Eddie's ears are ringing. - one single glimpse of relief (E, 115k, UFC fighter eddie and amputee buck meet at grief group)
It's almost two in the morning when the text comes through. - i touch my phone as if itās your face (E, 4.8k, eddie is horny in texas and buck talks him through it, semi textfic)
Christopher's door has been closed for hours by the time Buck dares to knock on it. - family that i chose (G, 1.9k, buck and chris talk about their new family dynamic)
tagging: iām also not sure who had or hasnāt been tagged im sorry! but iāll tag @diazboys @bucksbabybelly @hawkslonggoodbye @dr-lizortecho and @grabmyboner <3
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Batman - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson, Cassandra Cain & Jason Todd, Batfamily Members & Jason Todd, Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Batfamily Members & Bruce Wayne
Characters: Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake (DCU), Cassandra Cain, Bruce Wayne, Jonathan Crane (Mentioned), Barbara Gordon (Mentioned), Alfred Pennyworth (mentioned) - Character
Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Flashbacks, Scarecrow's Fear Toxin (DCU), Sibling Bonding, Protective Siblings, Good Sibling Dick Grayson, Good Sibling Tim Drake (DCU), Good Sibling Cassandra Cain, Good Sibling Jason Todd, (he's getting there), Jason Todd Needs Help, Lazarus Pit Side Effects (DCU), Bruce Wayne Tries to Be a Good Parent, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Communicating, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, And He Gets One!, Jason Todd Gets A Hug, Jason Todd Has PTSD, Batfamily (DCU), Protective Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily Dynamics (DCU), Batfamily is a Mess (DCU), Needles, Canon-Typical Violence, Jason Todd-centric, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Tim Drake is Robin (DCU), Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Cassandra Cain is Orphan, Platonic Cuddling, Arguing, Jason Todd and Bruce Wayne Have a Complicated Relationship, Jason Todd and Bruce Wayne Fight, sibling shenanigans, dick grayson is the clingiest man alive and i will die on this hill, Tim Drake Has Panic Attacks (DCU), Selectively Mute Cassandra Cain, once again playing with canon like legos, if dc can't stick to their own timelines and characterizations then why should i
Series: Part 3 of and i'll say i love you (and mean it this time)
Summary:
The lingering panic, the visions heād seen, the reminders of everything that had happened to him - as soon as he was wrapped up in a warm hold so familiar it made his chest hurt, it all came crashing back down. His heart pounded, and despite his best efforts, he could feel heat behind his eyes.
He couldnāt remember the last time heād cried.
The thought of crying now, in front of Dick and Tim, made him want to crawl out of his skin. But he still couldnāt quite move, still felt the fear clawing at his throat, and he hated this, but it wasnāt leaving him an option.
God, this was so fucked. He was going to beat the shit out of Crane.
Or,
Jason gets hit with Scarecrow's fear toxin. It has more than enough material to work with, and sends him spiraling back through memories and fears that are better left buried.
Luckily, his family is here to help, whether he wants them to or not.
