#purple asks

YEAH EXACTLY! Anon you get it. Every time Buck sees Tommy sitting down, man spreading Buck just decides to make himself at home and plop down in the middle. Tommy rolls his eyes but wraps an arm around him and holds him closer. If Buck falls asleep Tommy resigns himself to the fate that he’ll be here a while.

Thank you for asking! 

Grape- What’s your “type”, if you have one?

I was actually just discussing this with my good friend last night when we were out. I don’t necessarily have a “type” as far as superficial things go, and my dating history kind of shows that. 

That being said, I like people who are intellectual, engaged, have opinions and grab life by the lapels. I detest smug apathy; if you don’t have your own ideas about the world around you, or want to better understand it, I really don’t click with you.

Tyrian Purple - where is the fanciest/most spectacular place you’ve visited?

Electric Purple - What’s your greatest creation?

Pale Purple? What’s your definition of beautiful?

Maybe - What calms you when you are stressed?

Thistle - Have you ever visited Scotland?

Orchid - What’s your favourite flower?

Psychedelic Purple - What’s the craziest, most out there thing you’ve done?

Mulberry - What’s your signature clothes item?

Dark Purple - What’s your favourite celestial body?

Amethyst - What’s your favourite gemstone/crystal?

Plum - What’s your favourite fruit?

Lilac - What colour are the walls in your bedroom?

Lavender - What’s your favourite scent?

Eggplant - What are you really hard on yourself about?

Iris - What’s the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?

Iris- Who makes you happy? 

@creativity-killed-thekitten is #1 on this list, for sure! Along with Thomas Sanders (who I definitely will not tag), and my server friends (you know who you are)!

Combining these two 🥰🥰 @tizniz

OKAY so the doc is at over 8K now ITS GETTING CLOSE OKAY. The boys have banged for the first time. Need to write the s next. 👀. There’s resolutions and good talks and a silly ending that I wrote before the middle because of course. I’m hoping people will still appreciate the Buck and Bobby resolution of it all. It’s a lot of heart to hearts and men crying <3

Anyway here is a bit of it… I’m not gonna share when they get together cause I want that to be read for the first time in the fic 👉🏽👈🏽 but obviously it’s coming! This part directly follows the last chapter:

It’s morning and Buck wakes up in an unfamiliar bed with little idea how he got there. The curtains are open, but the light is dim. He’s underneath the covers, shoes off but socks on. He blinks, slowly recalling last night.

His chest physically aches as he remembers Bobby admitting to him that he doesn’t think he’s ready— that he doesn’t want Buck to come back. His eyes threaten to spill tears like the dark clouds outside and he clenches his eyes shut, he’s cried enough already.

“Hey,” Tommy says from the doorway, a tray of breakfast in his hand.

And suddenly the world feels just a little bit lighter.

Because Tommy’s here and he’s tucked him into his bed and held him as he cried. And he’s made him breakfast to top it all off.

Judo comes pattering down the hall and jumps on the bed by Buck’s legs, looking up at him with those wide puppy dog eyes.

Buck fondly scratches his head, indulging the puppy.

“Thanks,” Buck says, taking the offered mug of coffee.

Tommy stands hesitantly and Buck pats at the other side of the bed— Tommy’s bed— and the man takes the hint, settling in beside him with the shared tray of food.

There’s two plates of eggs and bacon and sausages and hashbrowns, an entire feast served up.

“You’re incredible,” Buck says earnestly as he takes a bite.

Tommy turns a shade of red that Buck doesn’t think he’s ever seen on the man. He scratches his neck and looks surprisingly lost for words, a sight so unfamiliar on the man.

“Thanks,” Tommy mumbles, before taking a hashbrown and eating it in one bite.

Judo seems to have lost interest in Buck’s pets, and eyes firmly locked on the tray of food.

“I already gave him breakfast,” Tommy says with an eye roll.

Buck sneaks the dog a piece of toast anyways much to Tommy’s amusement.

Answered here but just for you I’ll give a litttle more hehe. It’s a oneshot so a lot isn’t explained but ah I just love shifter fics a lot.

The dumpster is behind a bakery, which seems to be open most hours of the night, industrial ovens and stoves switched on. Which is to say it’s warmer than any of the other dumpsters on the street. And it has the best food scraps. Sometimes even an entire loaf of bread.

It’s warm, and there’s food, and when Buck’s in his cat form, there’s really nothing else needed. Someone to cuddle up to would be nice, but Buck’s getting used to being on his own. He’ll live. He doesn’t want to be too greedy.

So he sleeps under the bin, pressed against the wall of the bakery where the warmth is strongest, and curls up, dreaming of love and being wrapped up in a hug, his tail intertwined with another.

And he wakes up cold, but nothing compared to Pennsylvania, so he can’t really complain.

Buck stays as a cat most days. It’s easier. Fewer people ask questions about why he’s on the street, he can squeeze into the safe spots, eat scraps without feeling bad, and most importantly his brain dulls down and he doesn’t feel that intense longing so much. He doesn’t hurt as much. He just exists, and lives, and that’s a much nicer life.

If he could stay as a cat forever, he would.

But when he stays in this form for too long, his bones start to ache more than normal, and his head starts to hurt, and there’s this itch under his skin he can’t seem to shake.

Foxieeeee hehe cat buck is a lil one shot where Buck is homeless and stays as a cat outside Bobby’s bakery who feeds him cats thinking he’s a stray. Then Bobby realises he’s a shifter and drags him inside the warmth and it’s just soft and RARARARAR

I think I’ve shared like all of it with you already but for everyone else here is a snippet:

Actually I think I’ve shared this before but idc it’s what I will share again 🫡

The man startles, waking up and looking around on alert. When he spots Bobby standing by the doorway, food in hand, he freezes, eyes widening. His eyes flicker to the bread in his hand, and Bobby distantly wonders when the last time the kid ate was.

Before he can offer the loaf, the man stands, hunching his shoulders inwards to make himself smaller and backing away.

“Sorry, I’ll just—” and suddenly the kid is gone, and a little black cat takes his place. It’s funny how small the cat is compared to the man. Bobby thinks it’s more fitting.

Bobby decides to shift too, hoping it will stop the kit from startling so much; he’s already shaking, tail fluffed up in fear. He can see his eyes darting, looking for an escape, but Bobby will be damned if he doesn’t stop that. He doesn’t think someone sleeping by the dumpster has anywhere better to go.

He slowly stalks towards him, trying to appear as non-threatening as he can. Which is difficult, given just how scared the smaller cat is.

The cat looks up at him, wide eyes staring into Bobby’s. Bobby turns towards the bakery, tilts his head and starts to walk towards the back door, hoping he’ll get the message, but when he turns, he finds the cat still frozen, looking at him but making no sign of moving along with him.

YES! I love these AUs so so so much. Both of these fics are fics I started because there just isn't enough of them in the world (ever). I've been focusing on my longform fic which is almost finished so then I'll focus more heavily on these fics.

So the little Buck AU is a Littles are known AU (I also have a fic where Kid!Buck is left at the firehouse in case that's what you mean in which case let me know... I've written some of that and shared some art but I need to get back to it!).

The Cat shifter fic is a shorter one shot whilst the little!Buck fic is going to be quite a bit longer if I can find the time to write it. Both fics are more Bobby & Buck focused because I've been leaning into the father-son relationship a lot more lately. Cat shifter fic is dual POV both Bobby and Buck and the little fic is currently only Buck but I might add some Bobby POV I'm not sure yet.

Anyway here's some snippets because I am SO pleased that you like these 🥰

🐈‍⬛ Cat shifter fic:

Bobby knows there’s something in his bin. He’s just letting it do its thing. And hey, if he adds some extra bread that wasn’t quite ready for disposal… well, he’s always been a softie, sue him. There’s something that’s made its home in his bin, and Bobby’s not going to stop it.  Bobby thought it was a raccoon, but now he’s looking at the six-foot man— more of a kid — leaning against the side of the dumpster, and he realises just how wrong he was. He’s holding yesterday’s loaf of bread, normally it would go home with one of his team members, or to neighbours, but lately Bobby has taken to sharing it with the animal in the bin. That’s what he’d thought at least. He now feels much, much more grateful that he’s been giving the shifter food. God knows what else he’s been having otherwise.  Bobby finds himself frozen for a moment, just staring at the sleeping body, wondering what to do, how to help, and not startle the boy. An actual raccoon, however, has no such qualms.  The man startles, waking up and looking around on alert. When he spots Bobby standing by the doorway, food in hand, he freezes, eyes widening. His eyes flicker to the bread in his hand, and Bobby distantly wonders when the last time the kid ate was. Before he can offer the loaf, the man stands, hunching his shoulders inwards to make himself smaller and backing away. “Sorry, I’ll just—” and suddenly the kid is gone, and a little black cat takes his place. It’s funny how small the cat is compared to the man. Bobby thinks it’s more fitting. Bobby decides to shift too, hoping it will stop the kit from startling so much; he’s already shaking, tail fluffed up in fear. He can see his eyes darting, looking for an escape, but Bobby will be damned if he doesn’t stop that. He doesn’t think someone sleeping by the dumpster has anywhere better to go.  He slowly stalks towards him, trying to appear as non-threatening as he can. Which is difficult, given just how scared the smaller cat is.  The cat looks up at him, wide eyes staring into Bobby’s. Bobby turns towards the bakery, tilts his head and starts to walk towards the back door, hoping he’ll get the message, but when he turns, he finds the cat still frozen, looking at him but making no sign of moving along with him. Bobby sighs internally, his cat brain not bothering to try anything else before he just walks up to the small cat and nips at his neck and drags him by the scruff with his teeth into the warmth of the bakery. The cat yowls in shock but otherwise puts up no fight, limbs instantly going limp. Bobby isn’t sure if that’s a good thing or a very, very bad sign. Still, he doesn’t think too hard, just pulls the cat all the way inside and plops him on top of the pile of blankets he has in one corner of the store.

And 🧸 Little!Buck fic (I'll put it under the cut)