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re-watching the original trilogy is great because you really get a sense for how weird luke skywalker is, just how quickly he becomes that weird AND how quickly he commits to it. Like he's honestly pretty chill in a new hope, but the absolute INSTANT he figures out he can move shit with his mind he goes full send on the cryptic off-putting bullshit. Walking around in full black robes, speaking in riddles, aura farming and backflipping whenever physically possible. He's clearly annoyed when he first meets yoda in empire, but he dismisses that pretty quickly in favour of ALSO becoming an over-dramatic space wizard. The combination of his two teachers being yoda and obi-wan kenobi and him being the son of anakin and padme creates the single most intense and fundamentally kind force sensitive perfectly embodying the heart of the jedi order whilst also serving egregious amounts of cunt and being bizarre to be around. He would have THRIVED as a jedi master during the high republic. he would have been every padawan's favourite and every other master's worst nightmare
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Come, you simply must meet my associates! This woman right here is a delightful pervert of sorts, and this fellow here, he’s some kind of a fucking idiot.
Come, you simply must meet my associates! This woman right here is a delightful pervert of sorts, and this fellow here, he’s some kind of a fucking idiot.
sadist tommy and a buck that says he's a masochist but isn't and tommy doesn't find out until after many many scenes. is this anything? take my hand 🫴
despite not liking/actively disliking the pain buck still asks to do it again and still gets hard and still gets off because all of tommy's focus and attention is on him, and the aftercare does genuinely make him feel good. so what he needs an ice pack for his crotch some days if he gets so much of tommy?
and when tommy finds out ho boy :) does that man spiral. it's one thing doing all that to someone who also gets off on it but buck didn't so tommy must be some sort of monster, torturing his boyfriend and being into that. right? and despite buck's reassurances that he knew what he was agreeing to, how is tommy supposed to believe anything he says if buck was lying the whole time they were playing?
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more underage/age difference au. it's a bit of an odd one, but i have hopes it'll come together.
previous posts here & here.
”Tommy.” Tommy smiled at him. The smile that didn't seem to exist outside of Buck's house. ”What're you doing here?”
”Saw the flyer on your fridge. Thought I'd stop by,” Tommy said, and looked around the firehouse. He turned in a circle, before his eyes fell on Buck again. ”This is way bigger than I thought it was.”
”Let me give you the tour.”
Buck hadn't thought about Tommy coming to the firehouse, so he hadn't imagined what he'd think of it. Even if he had, he wouldn't have imagined the childlike excitement on Tommy's face, at seeing the rigs up close. He gave Tommy the extended tour, just because he could. They only just made it to the dining table, when his phone rang. He was ready to ignore it, but when he saw it was the Fire Chief, he apologised to Tommy and threw him to the wolves, and took the call in his office. Hopefully his crew and their people wouldn't traumatise him too much.
When he got off the phone, he spotted Tommy standing in the door to his office. Tommy pointed, ”Your name's on the door.”
”I'm a captain. Comes with the job. Everything OK?”
”It's fine,” Tommy wandered into the office, hands in his pockets. He seemd a little subdued.
”You sure?”
Tommy scratched his neck. ”I only know you, so,” he trailed off. ”And they're talking about me.”
”If they are, it's nothing bad, I promise.” That wasn't the kind of house Buck led.
”Didn't say it was.” Tommy came around the side of the desk and sat on it. ”They're calling me your hot, young thing.”
Buck was up and out of his chair before he knew it. ”What? Who?”
Tommy didn't seem concerned. He hooked a thumb over his shoulder. ”Lady with the low bun.”
Sanchez. Buck put his hands on his hips, eyeing the open door. ”Did you say anything?”
”Why would I? I don't know these people.”
Buck closed his eyes. Get it together, Buckley. No one knows who Tommy is. They don't know how old he is. You've done nothing wrong. ”Right.” He took a deep breath. ”You hungry?”
”The lasagna, that yours?”
”Yes, it is.”
Tommy eased up, with Buck at his side, which Buck chose not to examine. He'd taken them offline, for the friends and family dinner, but it was a relatively short affair. B-shift would roll in soon. At least half of them would probably come early and clear out the leftovers, before they had the chance to get cold.
Before things started to wrap up, Tommy got out his phone. He stepped away for a moment, frowning at it. When he came back, he wrapped an arm around Buck's waist, hugging him from the side. ”Sorry, I gotta go,” he said, and kissed Buck's cheek.
Buck was a little too stunned by the move, to pay attention to the looks he was no doubt getting from his people – Sanchez in particular. ”Everything OK?”
”It's fine,” Tommy said, as he pulled away. ”I'll talk to you later.” He smiled, but it wasn't genuine.
Buck almost told him he would see him at home; judging by his face, he would be crawling into Buck's bed later. Buck watched him, until he couldn't.
”Sweet kid.”
”No,” Buck said, waving them off. ”I'm not telling you shit.” He started cleaning up, even though it wasn't time yet.
*
Buck tried to sleep, but he didn't manage more than a light doze, not until Tommy slipped into his bed.
”You OK?” Tommy hadn't texted or called, like he said he would.
Tommy groaned loudly. ”Why are you like this?”
”It was your dad, right? What'd he want?”
Tommy sighed and very pointedly got comfortable under the covers first. ”He needed me to run to the store, it's fine.”
Buck checked his phone. It was three in the morning, meaning Tommy had tried to sleep at his dad's place, but couldn't. ”Tom–”
”No.”
Buck sighed, but he was tired. Very tired. He hit the bedding, until he found Tommy's leg and gave it a squeeze.
*
Both of them woke up way too soon. They blinked at each other for a few minutes, before Tommy yawned, ”Did I make it weird?”
”When you left?” Buck asked. Tommy didn't reply. ”I'm the boss, I shut that shit down.”
Tommy drew the covers tighter around his shoulders. ”You were at work.”
”And you were mad at your dad. It's fine.”
Tommy huffed. He didn't like it when Buck knew what he was thinking. ”Maybe I just wanted to kiss you.”
Buck tried to keep his emotions off his face. ”You're allowed to want that.” Tommy's brow went up. ”You're allowed to want it, I'm not saying whether or not you should actually do it, because that's a whole other thing, and I don't think I'm in any position to have an opinion on that.”
”Dude, what?”
That was fair. ”Listen, Tommy, I … I don't know. I don't know what I'm saying.”
Tommy looked at him for a beat, then leaned close, without getting out of the covers. He grabbed Buck's face, one handed, and kissed him. The contact lasted maybe half a second.
”Stop freaking out.” Buck blinked at him. ”I kissed you, nothing happened. Would you relax?” Tommy said.
”Tommy.”
”Underage, yeah, yeah, I know. Stop freaking out. It's not a big deal.”
”If you plan on doing it again, it is a big fucking deal.”
”Who says I'm doing it again?”
Oh, shit. Oh, no. Tommy just switched the burden to him. Buck was the one who wanted them to kiss. He wanted to kiss a teenager. A teenager he had already kissed. Fuck.
Buck was practically his step dad. Right? Surely, there was some sort of fucked up-ness going on. Tommy came to him, when he was running from his dad. Power imbalance, that was the word. There was a power imbalance happening, and Buck was the older party, so the responsibility was his.
”When I said stop freaking out, I meant it,” Tommy said.
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