Thereâs a new kid at Harbor. Heâs the youngest rookie theyâve ever gotten, one of those guys that went for the academy right out of high school.
Heâs also gay. Flamboyantly gay.
Tommyâs jealous.
OR
It doesnât occur to Tommy that he should come out
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He thought he saw an Elephant,
That practiced on a fife:
He looked again, and found it was
A letter from his wife.
"At length I realize," he said,
"The bitterness of Life!"
Childhood dreams arenât made of visions of blended families and step-motherhood. Thanks to classic fairytales the latter alone conjures images of a wicked woman, a la Lady Tremaine, filled with jealousy, hatred, and deceit. Even worse, due to these well known stories the stepmother seems to equate to the crumbling of the very sacred relationship between the princess and her father. Silly as it may sound the imagery is powerful and it sticks. I remember being an 11-year-old girl, sizing up any and every woman my father introduced to me, and thinking in my head, You donât belong here.
Fast forward a bit to age 15. It was the first time I sat down to watch the movie Stepmom. A part from this specific topic, the movie didnât have a large impact on me. But, I do remember having a few very specific thoughts walking away from it:
Wtf is snow-blowing? (I still donât think I completely understand this)
Extreme and utter sadness. If in that situation, how would I cope in a world without my mother? How would I handle the loss of someone so engrained in my world and monumental to who Iâve become?
In no way shape or form would I want to be in Isabelâs shoes, up against the power house that is Jackie. The family unit is clearly no longer in the classic sense. But, members of the family are holding onto the memory of what once was, clinging onto those roles, and when they feel theyâre threatened they resist and retaliate. Isabel is the threat and the brunt of all retaliation. Thanks, but no thanks.
Fast forward to an almost 30-year-old Danielle and reality sinks in. Itâs 2017 and thereâs no longer a concept of a ânormalâ family unit. People no longer feel the need to cover up an unplanned pregnancy with a shotgun wedding, many couples are choosing to not get married EVER, women are choosing career over kids, men are marrying men, women are marrying women. What does this mean for me? Nothing really. Other than the older I get, the older the acceptable age range for men in my dating pool. The older this range gets, the greater the percentage of this dating pool includes SINGLE DADS⌠EEK! But, as anyone who has ever fallen in love knows, you love who you love. You canât really help who you fall in love with. And, when itâs good and meant to be then thereâs absolutely no fighting it. As an adult, I definitely wouldnât not date a man because he has kids. I love kids! Itâs just scary. I donât want to be THAT woman in someoneâs life.
If you happen to have dated someone with kids you quickly learn children are an extension of the person that youâve fallen in love with. I love the mannerisms, thoughts, and shared interests that my significant other and his daughter share. Sheâs this extremely amazing little mini version of him. Watching the two of them interact only makes me love them both more and respect the bond that theyâve created.
In my personal situation, I've kind of had it easy. "My people" donât seem to share the same ideas and scary concepts that Iâve held onto for all these years. Theyâve both accepted me with open arms. I was expecting some sort of adaptation period. For 12 years their time has just been THEIR time. Iâve been very honored and touched by her approach to me. Sheâs 12, so full of love, and has an intense desire to create a space that is all inclusive for the three of us. Iâve almost had to fight to ensure that they still get daddy-daughter time. Weâve not been the greatest about adhering to it, but weâve made a rule that once a month theyâll have a daddy-daughter date night and do something special just the two of them. Unfortunately, all ideas sound great, then life gets busy. We have to work on that one.
The more we build this new space that is for our little make-shift family of 3, the more my thinking shifts and alters. When I grocery shop, Iâm not just buying salad and yogurt for one. Iâm trying to think of healthy snack options and planning menus so we all have balanced meals. Whatâs easy for lunch? Cheezits are her favorite, so those are a must. Iâm constantly trying to think of fun things to do. Gardening, craft projects, introducing her to yoga⌠Beyond the tangible I look at this little lady in my life and I start to think about the kind of influence I want to have on her life and the kind of woman I want her to be.
I want her to be forgiving. Itâs not always easy being the bigger person. It will challenge her and sometimes feel like it takes every piece of her to truly forgive. But, I want her to understand how empowering forgiveness is. Holding onto hate and anger only gives others power over your life and I donât ever want her to give up HER own power.
I want her stop trying to please everyone. People pleasing is something many of us can admit to and I already see it in her. Sheâs 12 and she sets her own wants and desires aside so that people around her will be happy. I donât want her to feel like her desires arenât good enough, no matter how large or small. Of course thereâs a perfect balance, but the next 10-20 years of her life are for exploring and I donât want her to hold back one bit. I donât want her to make certain decisions based on what she thinks her parents or other family members want her to do. I want her to follow her heart and to believe in her dreams whole heartedly.
I want her to be bold and I want her to be strong. More than anything, I want her to know that as a female, thatâs okay. Enough said.
I want her to be ambitious and I want her to understand the importance of perseverance. This summer weâre going to do a goal challenge at her dadâs house, in which sheâs going to set 3-5 goals. They can be small or large, but she will set them and works towards them each week. I want her to understand the importance of hard work, I want her to understand how to think about and meet what she perceives as a hurdle, and I also want her to see how sometimes our goal or the perception of the end goal can change based on our experiences along the way. This doesnât mean that we have failed in meeting our goal, it just means that weâve changed and that too should be honored and acknowledged. Aka, donât be too hard on yourself.
I could go on for days about all of the things I want for her and the kind of person I want to be in her life. Long story short, being a âstep momâ isnât the scary picture Iâve held in my head for so many years. I certainly donât feel like Lady Tremaine. Taking on this role and owning it 100% has only brought more love and happiness to my life and enriched my world in ways I never imagined. It challenges me and has forced me to change my way of thinking and being, for the better. Now my goals include ensuring Iâm a positive influence in her life, a source of love and support, an outlet when needed, and a friend when appropriate. My weekend activities include family meals, swim meets and planning summer mountain vacations for the family. My life is so much more than I ever imagined. I hope she feels the same about the world weâve built and having me in her life.
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Some Ryan POV of the comedy of errors where he doesn't realize that Tommy's gay. Related to Misperception.
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âHowâd you meet your partner?â Ryan asks politely when he and Tommy are sitting around at Harbor. Â
Ryanâs just finished re-making fake flight plans for the umpteenth time under Tommyâs watchful eye, and heâd like to talk about something not work related. Now that theyâre on a break of sorts Tommy keeps distractedly smiling at his phone. Itâs not difficult to guess why. Apparently their anniversary is coming up and theyâve been planning a big trip.
âWe met on a call, actually,â Tommy says, looking a little bashful.
âOoh, a dramatic rescue?â Ryan knows this probably isnât what happened, but heâs imagining Tommy carrying a beautiful, faceless woman out of a burning building.
âItâs not what youâre thinking,â Tommy says with a laugh, as if heâs read Ryanâs mind, âSo, actually Ev-"
The alarms go off, and Tommy stops midsentence, shoving his phone into one of the pockets on his flight suit as he stands. Ryan wonders for a second what Tommyâs girlfriendâs name is. Evalyn? Eva? But then he has no time to wonder, because theyâre prepping to take off.
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âThe 118 is in the news again,â Sylvia says later on, pointing in the direction of the TV. She sounds simultaneously bored and amused. Â
Ryanâs in the middle of watering his flowers in Animal Crossing and he glances up at the TV. The breaking news declares LAFD LEFT STRANDED DUE TO EQUIPMENT MALFUNCTION almost gleefully. Sylviaâs statement must have also caught Tommyâs attention, because he wanders closer and squints at the screen.Â
ââsources say ladder fully extended during a routine rescue of a cat in a treeââ Tommy says, slowly reading the closed captioning.
Sure enough, at that point the footage swings upwards to show two figures in the basket, the ladder stretched up into a cloudless sky. The camera zooms in shakily, before focusing on a pair of unamused men holding an even more unamused orange cat.
âOh my god, itâs Eddie and Evanâ Tommy starts to laugh, and pulls his phone out and snaps a picture of the TV screen.
âIâm gonna text Lucy and tell her to get her ass over here,â Sylvia says, before turning to Ryan and saying sotto voce, âThey both used to work out of that station.â
âI canât believe it was an actual tree rescue,â Ryan complains, âI never got to rescue any cats from trees.â
All of his pet rescue experiences have been fire related which tends to be⌠fraught, to say the least. Carrying a terrified and wriggling goldendoodle out of a burning building and almost getting bit for his trouble, for example.
The news footage keeps cutting between the scowling firefighters and, thankfully in this case, a very unhappy but very unharmed orange tabby. A cute trio, Ryan will admit. The cat visibly hisses at the white guy holding it. In response the man proceeds to, by all appearances, start lecturing the cat while the other firefighter bursts into laughter.
âIt looks like thatâs for the best,â Sylvia says, putting her phone down, âWhen the universe throws you a stereotype, it throws you trouble as well.â
Lucy chooses that moment to arrive and she starts cackling. Tommyâs just standing in front of the TV now, watching as another ladder truck pulls up along side the malfunctioning one. Ryan gets distracted by his video game again. Lucy and Sylvia start talking about their off-shift plans, half paying attention. When Ryan glances up, Tommyâs eyes are still fixed on the screen intently. His arms are crossed. It reminds Ryan of how he looks in the air sometimes. The second ladder basket raises up, and comes to a stop next to the two men. It isnât until theyâve stepped into it and are slowly lowered back down, that Tommyâs shoulders relax.
âIâm going to give them so much shit for this,â Tommy says, taking his phone back out, and beginning to type away. Â Â
âYes!â Ryan says, âHe asks if Iâm Tommyâs rookie, and says that Tommy has talked about me a lot!â
Without saying anything, Paola reaches out and snags Ryan's drink before taking a long sip.
âAnd then heâs like âoh Iâm Buck and this is Eddieâââ
âWhoâs Eddie?â Paola interjects at once.
âThe other firefighter that was there,â Ryan says, shaking his head, âHe doesnât matter, he and Tommy didnât kiss.â
âAnd Tommy and this Buck guy did?â Paola asks.
âNot only did they kiss,â Ryan says, taking his drink back and sipping at it angrily, âNot only was it a kiss with tongueââ
âAt work?!â
âAt work! On the helipad!â Ryan says, âThat Buckley guy kissed Tommy and then yelled âlove youâ as he left! And Tommy said it back!â
âHoly shit,â Paola gasps, hand hovering over her mouth, âBuckley is the girlfriend.â
âBuckley is the girlfriend,â Ryan confirms with a snap of his fingers, âAnd Iâve been there what? Over two months now? And Tommy mentioned nothing.â Â
Can you do a Buck POV of Tommy telling him that Ryan thought he was straight please?
From this.
NSFW!
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Buck loves Tommy like this. Post orgasm relaxed. Shirtless and flopped against the couch. Head tipped back and eyes closed. Almost his entire upper body is still flushed, a sheen of sweat clinging to his skin. His nipples are hard, his breathing not quite settled.
Buckâs breathing hasnât settled either, and his legs feel almost jelly-like as he stands. If Buck had his way theyâd sit and cuddle for a little longer before doing anything, but Buck isnât having his way about that because-
Well.
Tommyâs face and throat are covered in come.
Some of itâs smeared, a mess across Tommyâs cheeks and chin, from where Buck couldnât help it and licked the taste of himself out of Tommyâs mouth.
âHurry up, baby,â Tommy says, quirking an eyebrow up but keeping his eyes closed.
Tommyâs voice is rough from how heâd taken Buckâs cock into his throat earlier. Buck shivers.
âYes, Sir,â Buck says, just because he knows itâll make Tommy laugh.
It does, and the sound follows Buck as he hurries to the bathroom to get a warm washcloth. When he makes it back to the living room, Tommyâs relaxed even further into the couch. He tips his face in Buckâs direction once he hears Buck get close.
âHow was your day?â Tommy murmurs, reaching out blindly to grab Evanâs naked hip, âWe got distracted before I could ask.â
Distracted is an understatement. There had been maybe 30 seconds between Tommy opening the front door, and the two of them fumbling at each otherâs clothes and tumbling onto the couch to suck each other off.
âGood,â Buck says, gently wiping at the come on Tommyâs eyelids first, âWent for a run, did some vacuuming, all that boring stuff.â
Tommy hates vacuuming and Buck hates the dishes. Itâs a fair trade. Buck carefully slides the washcloth lower to clean up the mess on Tommyâs jaw, and Tommyâs eyes blink open.
âMmm, thanks,â Tommy says, groping along Buckâs skin before resting his hand on top of Buckâs ass.
âWhat about you?â Buck asks, remembering to be curious, âYou ever figure out what was up with Ryan?â
Buckâs not expecting how hard Tommy starts laughing. His entire face crinkles up as he giggles helplessly.
âI did,â Tommy says after a huge inhale, shaking his head, âGod babe, youâre not gonna believe it.â
âWhat happened?â Buck asks, bewildered before he grabs at Tommyâs chin, âStop cackling, Iâm trying to clean you off.â
âSorry,â Tommy snickers, going still again, âAnyways uh. Ryan thought I was straight.â
Buck freezes.
âWhat?â Buck demands, washcloth still mashed wetly against Tommyâs face, âHow?â
âI donât know,â Tommy says, looking up at him, âI have no idea. I thought he knew, but apparently he didnât.â
âIâm confused?â Buck says, wiping across Tommyâs mouth, âHe was mad that youâre gay?â
âNot quite,â Tommy says, voice muffled until Evan pulls the washcloth away, âFrom what Iâve been able to figure out, he thought I was straight and then you decided to stick your tongue in my mouth. Then he thought it might be a weird prank or something.â
âHelluva prank,â Buck frowns, âAlso Iâm pretty sure I only stuck my tongue in your mouth for like. A second.â
âIâm instituting a âno tongue while on shiftâ rule,â Tommy rolls his eyes and adjusts his hand on Buckâs ass to start tugging him down, âThatâs good until we shower, Iâm getting cold.â
Dropping the washcloth unceremoniously onto the floor, Evan goes where Tommy wants him. Namely pressed close, nude and a little sticky. Buck reaches out to grab one of the blankets and throws it over them, and settles in for the cuddles he didnât get earlier.
âAnyway,â Tommy continues with a happy sigh, sliding his hand slowly up and down Buckâs spine, âSomehow he missed that youâre a guy, and then was upset I didnât tell him.â
âSounds like a him problem,â Buck says, because he canât imagine being upset upon finding out a coworker isnât straight, âI thought pilots were supposed to be observant.â
âHeâs a smart kid,â Tommy says, voice a little defensive, âI just assumed he knew because everyone else knows. But Iâm also. You know⌠Iâm not exactly flagging at work.â
âYou should,â Buck says, âThatâd be a good prank. Show up with a grey hankie in your left back pocket, see who says something.â Â
âAbsolutely not,â Tommy says, affronted, âI donât want to know who knows what that means.â