#meibhin

I love how this little thing always breaks it's own rules, but technically, five sentences were written after the first one 🤭

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"You do realize I can see you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Buck immediately says as he steps out from where he had been peering at his ex-boyfriend from behind the aisle closest to him. "But, uh... hey. Hi, Tommy."

It feels strange to see him again after more than a year now. It had taken him off guard at first. There he was, browsing through the typical baking ingredients when a familiar frame had caught his vision. A build so familiar, so enticing that his heart had almost stopped for a moment.

It seemed like Tommy hadn't noticed him at first, so Buck had taken the moment to just... take in the view. Watching him scratch his chin thoughtfully as he seemed to consider which tea he should buy from the isle next to him.

Buck had also forgotten how incredibly perceptive Tommy was of everything in his surroundings, so he should have known better than to think he'd stare at him unnoticed.

Tommy, in turn, seems to take in the view of Buck as well now when he's fully revealed in front of him. His gaze is warm, but cautious, and it still has the same effect on Buck as it always has. He's already melting under his gaze, and feeling some kind of rare safety he hasn't felt in a really long time.

"Evan," he greets him back, and he smiles and Buck wants to walk right into his space and inhale his neck and just be in his presence. "Baking ingredients?" Tommy asks then, gesturing at the contents inside Buck’s cart.

"It's a thing I do now," Buck says sheepishly and kind of breathlessly, because his hot ex is standing right there.

"If your baking is half as good as your cooking, then I envy anyone who gets to enjoy it," Tommy says.

"You know, I have a fresh batch of amaretti cookies at home," Buck says before he can stop himself. "If you are interested, you can be the first one to try them. A-after me, of course, but I don't trust my biased opinion."

"Are you trying to tempt me into your home with baked Italian goods?"

"Is it working?"

Tommy looks like he's contemplating it, and Buck wouldn't be surprised if he were to turn on his heels right now and let that be an answer.

"Depends," Tommy eventually says, and Buck waits with baited breath for what he's about to say next. "Does it come with coffee?"

Buck grins with relief.

"I'll even make it extra sweet for you. Just how you like it."

That is some extremely self-indulgent pre s9 "What if Buck ends up in the hospital again and the 118 inner circle tries to stop Tommy from going into his room - except he's the only one the medical staff let in because *jazzhands* they fucking got married and didn't bother to tell anyone else because nobody has been paying any attention to Buck for monthsssssss!!!" nonsense I keep poking at hoping it will become something.

tbh I don't really know where it's going right now beyond some emotional confrontations and reality checks for people, and like, fundamental changes to relationships, and kind of like... reckoning with what it means to be married and stuff?

Here's a snippet:

There's a soft knock on the door, and then Maddie slips herself inside with an anxious little smile on her face and a bag on her arm.

"I'm sorry, it's immediate family only right now," Lily says, stepping over into her path and gesturing back out at the door.

"Oh, well, I'm his sister," she says, casually reassuring and confident the first time she says it, and then when Lily doesn't budge, more insistently, "I'm his sister."

Lily glances back at Tommy, whether for support or in question he's not sure, but he gets up and comes over.

"Thanks, Lily, I've got this, we'll chat with you later," he says, smiling.

She grimaces a sympathetic and grateful smile back at him, but nods and retrieves her tablet to head out of the room with a sidelong glance at Maddie, who stands tall and proud and stares Tommy down until the door closes.

"You can't keep him from me," Maddie says, quiet and sharp. "Even if you - if you are married."

She says it like she doesn't believe it, looks at him like she expects him to crumble and admit that it was a bluff or an exaggeration.

Unfortunately for her, she's destined to be disappointed.

"I have no interest in keeping Evan from anyone," he says honestly. "I do, however, have a vested interest in his wellbeing, and right now while he's recovering that means I'll be standing between him and the people he doesn't want to see."

"And you think he doesn't want to see me? You think I don't care about his wellbeing?" she demands in a hushed hiss. "Me!"

🙌What's a line or paragraph of yours that you're proud of?

Bucktommy & Ravi dynamic my beloved (the only way out is through)

Tommy tutted from the grill. “I told you to let me look at it two weeks ago,” he reminded Ravi. “And I should have listened, I know, I know,” Ravi sighed. “Buck already read me the riot act.” “It wasn’t the riot act, it was like… a gentle reminder.” “Sure, and the Spanish Inquisition was just a friendly conversation.” “Next time I’ll let you Uber,” Buck threatened. “Promises, promises.”

🚿Where do your best ideas seem to strike?

Honestly, driving? Get stuck in traffic, let the mind wander, catch on a line of a song or something in a podcast and BAM! Second is probably the shower.

🐸 If you incorporated your OTP into a Disney movie plot, which would it be?

"Shh, Maddie will hear," Evan whispers. He tugs Tommy's bottom lip between his teeth, nips it, drags it away from his mouth and releases. He nudges Tommy's nose with his own, and Tommy goes cross-eyed trying to maintain eye contact. "I told you, it's okay." He pauses. "Don't you want me?"

And the thing — well the thing is, is that when he says it, Evan looks distraught. His eyes are huge, round as the moon, sparkling in the light it provides. He looks — god, Evan looks pretty. And he's — his skin is hot under Tommy's hand, and so what, yeah, it's been a while, and in the moonlight glistening in Evan's eyes it seems — like not a terrible idea to just give in.

So he gives in.

From Nora verse

oooh i actually did some director's commentary on this one in the author notes hehe

something i don't think i mentioned though is that pine point lodge and the cabins tommy owns are based on a place i've been to with my partner! it's one of our favourite places although it's been a while since we've been able to go. very peaceful. the idea of naming the cabins after different woodland creatures came from there as well—they have one named deer nook!

some other tidbits from the author notes that i love so i'll share again:

even though it's a romcom i had to throw in some stephen king references because, well, maine. sorry, people from maine who are not stephen king. references include it, tommyknockers, under the dome, and pet sematary

the inspiration for the whole fic was the very particular image of them dancing in the snow under a lamppost from chapter 2

This is also from Merry Go Round in which Buck makes queer friends, starts going on dates again, but somehow all roads lead back to Tommy

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"Well, I'd better..." Tommy tilts his head in the direction of wherever he had been going. The way the other people dressed all business casual like him had gone.

"Right," Buck says.

"Right," Tommy says, smiling at them. "Well, good to see you as always."

"Yeah. You too."

There's an awkward beat, and then they slip by each other, a little dance of distant politeness. Buck tucks his hands in his pockets and walks on briskly, Josh following him to the end of the hall that's apparently full of rooms with meteorology lectures. Thankfully the door is where he remembered, an exit only fire door that leads right to a sidewalk between the parking lot and the path around the building to the street.

Buck gestures towards the street - the restaurant is walking distance - but the moment the door clacks shut behind them, Josh breaks the stretching silence.

"Sure you still want to go to a romantic dinner with some guy who's just your sister's coworker?" he says, his voice as arch as his eyebrow as he follows the gesture anyway and starts walking.

"Fuck," Buck blurts, swiping a hand over his face. "I'm sorry - I didn't mean-"

"Like I get the context so I'm not actually mad, but let me just say… wow," Josh says, shaking his head. "Way to make a girl feel special."

"I'm so sorry. I just-" He's opened his mouth to try and explain further, but even he can see that he'd only be digging the hole deeper no matter what he says.

He closes his mouth and scrunches up his nose for the rest of the block, and Josh lets him, just patting his shoulder with something like pity.

"This is a terrible date, isn't it?" he says finally when they get to a crosswalk and stop at the light. It's a busy street for cars but there aren't many pedestrians around, so the conversation is private enough he doesn't mind cracking open that can of worms.

"Oh, god, honey, I have had much, much worse," Josh says with a laugh.

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You know what's funny my brain likes to add so many letters and syllables into your username for no real reason so every time I see you on tumblr my brain sings a little meihibeeheebinnn 😄! which is not at all your name actually but that is what happens lolol

🎭What genre of writing comes easiest to you?

Ooh, so I think if we kind of set aside the Romance and Erotica of it all which is probably the overwhelming genre of all my work, I think probably Urban Fantasy comes easiest of all - except I get too deep in worldbuilding lmao and get lost. But yeah I could play with that at the drop of a hat.

I think sort of suspense / mystery / adventure stuff comes - well not easily but easier than I would have expected before I started trying to write it, I get really into plotting out who knows what and layers of secrets and stuff!

🌷What's one of your fics that isn't as popular, but you hold dear?