tagged by beautiful @kithmet 💖 rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics. (the fact that i have in fact written more than ten 911-and-adjacent fics is something i can't quite wrap my head around)

kerosene

“You've got something on your face,” Maddie says, and then she grabs the skirt of her wedding dress and wipes his cheek with it.

DIAZ

Eddie’s acting weird.

risotto

There’s actual smooth jazz playing.

marriage pact

The record’s still playing quietly across the room, but Buck isn’t really hearing it; there’s the skin-deep buzz of three downed beers, the heartache, still, and above all there’s the bare skin of Eddie’s thigh pressed up against his own, warm, thick, strong—distracting.

you can have my everything

Buck is tired. Tired of the loft and the stairs he’s not allowed to climb, tired of PT, tired of the revolving door of visitors he doesn’t have the energy to entertain – tired of the couch his parents bought, the lingering scent of childhood memories burning in his eyes every time he closes them. (yes ik that's two lines)

nesting

Seeing the stacks of boxes by the front door hits Buck like a brick wall when he walks in.

chasm

The heavy door creaks on its hinges, then falls shut with a metallic thud.

escalation

“Excuse me,” a distant voice says next to them, “you’re standing right in front of the flour.”

i also decided to add some WIPs too for fun :)

untitled firehouse sex fic

It’s Eddie’s second shower of the day.

untitled post-texas fic that's on hold right now but that i desperately want to finish

Buck falls in love on a Thursday, the morning after Eddie and Chris come home.