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This has been a PSA.

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9-1-1 7.04 · Buck, Bothered and Bewildered

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911 7x04 Buck, Bothered and Bewildered

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Gotta respect tommy kinard for going over to buck’s apartment, clearing the air, kissing buck into realization, and getting a date all in under five minutes. Smooth af

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I'm just interesting what's gonna be the result on Tumblr

#i have 3 and they don't really mean anything lol #but i am planning a fandom related one!

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several sentences Sunday

While I'm waiting for the @118bigbang summaries to drop (exciting!) have a tidbit of Eddie being sick and taken care of and making hearteyes at Buck about it 😍

You can listen to the previous tidbit here and read the whole story - my heart’s over-pumping and your mouth is an ambulance by fleetinghearts - here ❤️

Thank you to everyone who's tagged me over the last... week? You are seriously the best 🥰🥰🥰🥰 and I'm tagging you right back (as well as a few others)❣️ @shitouttabuck 💞💞, @tizniz, @diazsdimples, @cal-daisies-and-briars

@wikiangela, @daffi-990, @bucksbignaturals, @try-set-me-on-fire

@lover-of-mine, @athenagranted, @rewritetheending, @aroeddiediaz

@acountrygirlsfun, @captain-hen, @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels, @exhuastedpigeon

@rainbow-nerdss, @suavecitodiaz, @eddiegettingshot, @glorious-spoon

@exhuastedpigeon, @devirnis, @renecdote, @chronicowboy

@your-catfish-friend, @dangerpronebuddie, @epicbuddieficrecs,

@underwaterninja13, @hoodie-buck

and anyone else who'd like to share what they're working on ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Several Sentence Sunday ⭐️

Tagged by @smilingbuckley, @theotherbuckley, & @perfectlysunny02 🩵

My focus has fully been on Recovery, which just broke 15K, and it's more or less become a self indulgent fic for me (and Maggie), but if anyone is interested, here's some of that!

Cracking the door open, Buck pushes it until he can see the bed. The blankets are rumbled and disturbed, but there’s no one laying there. Panic surges in Buck’s chest for a split second as his eyes dart around the room until he finds Eddie standing over by the window. Buck sags against the doorframe, taking in the way Eddie’s arms are wrapped tightly around himself, gazing out through the blinds and onto the dark and empty street. It reminds Buck of when he had walked out of Christopher’s room after Eddie’s breakdown, when Eddie had stood in a similar stance, fretting over his son. The parallel makes Buck’s heart ache. “He’s gone then?” Eddie’s voice is ragged sounding from almost complete disuse during the day. He doesn’t turn to look at Buck, simply stares out the window. “He’s going to stay with Hen and Karen for a few days.” Buck explains, “But Eddie, he wasn’t scared of you. He’s scared for you.” Eddie shakes his head quickly, pushing himself away from the mall and turning to face Buck. The streetlights cast shadows on his face, emphasizing the haunted expression on Eddie’s face. “He should be scared of me!”

NP tagging: @hippolotamus, @actualalligator, @actuallyitsellie, @bidisasterevankinard, @spotsandsocks, @fortheloveofbuddie, @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove, @daffi-990, @jesuisici33, @cal-daisies-and-briars, @exhuastedpigeon, @theplaceyoustillrememberdreaming, @monsterrae1, @epicbuddieficrecs, @elvensorceress, @eddiebuckley-diaz, @eddiebabygirldiaz, @wildlife4life, @evanbegins, @devirnis, @loveyouanyway, @watchyourbuck, @loserdiaz, @excuseme-greentea, @wikiangela, @scknight05, @dangerpronebuddie, @kitteneddiediaz, @incorrect9-1-1, @underwaterninja13, @bigfootsmom, @evaneds, @thekristen999, & @princessfbi (because I’m needy for your stuff and you’ll also tag Mads and make them right hehe)

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Buddie "wish I could carry you in my pocket"

"Wish I could carry you around in my pocket," Buck sighs as he gazes lovingly at Eddie sitting on the kitchen table. He's just a little too short for his legs to touch the ground, so he's got his ankles hooked together as he swings his legs back and forth. That, plus the oversized hoodie he's wearing have the effect of making him look like an overgrown toddler and Buck thinks he is simply adorable.

The minute the words leave his lips, Buck has an idea. A year or so ago, Buck had been messing around with one of Maddie's old spellbooks when he'd come across a Shrinking Spell. Thinking it would be useful if he ever needed to pull someone out of a mound of rubble or remove a crush, Buck had learned the spell, accidentally shrinking Maddie's laptop before figured out the reversing spell and had put it to right.

"Hmm?" Eddie says, lifting his eyes ever so slightly from the cookbook he's studying. "What was that, baby?"

Buck rolls up his sleeves and flexes his fingers a little. "Oh nothing, don't mind me." He clicks his fingers and looks pleased as a small shower of blue sparks rain onto the hardwood floors. There's a very faint smell of sea salt, but hopefully not enough for Eddie to notice. "Hold still."

"Wha-?"

Eddie barely has a moment to register Buck's words before Buck does a series of complicated wiggles with his fingers, mutters "Parvus" under his breath, and Eddie is suddenly shrouded in a cloud of royal blue energy. The room is suddenly filled with the scent of the ocean, as if Buck has suddenly stepped out onto Santa Monica beach.

When the cloud clears Eddie is nowhere to be seen, and Buck's heart is instantly in his throat.

"Eddie?" he calls out, walking towards the table where his boyfriend had been perched moments earlier. "Eddie are you still here?"

I've fucking disappeared my boyfriend, Buck thinks in a moment's panic. He hadn't read anything in the fine print about performing the spell on performing it on human subjects, and he's also not sure how to control the size of the thing he's transforming. There is a very real possibility that he's shrunk Eddie to the size of a dust mite and will never be able to resize him again.

Why the fuck can't he use his brain before acting??

Just before Buck plummets into a proper panic attack, there's a small movement on the table, just behind the cookbook resting on the edge.

"Buck, what the fuck have you done to me?"

The voice is high pitched and quiet but unmistakably Eddie's, and it takes Buck a second to locate it. But there, dusting himself off and looking decidedly unimpressed, is the smallest Eddie Buck has ever seen in his life. He's about the size of Buck's forefinger and leans against the pages of the cookbook as he glares up at his boyfriend.

"Oh my god, you are so tiny!" Buck grins as he takes in Eddie in all his miniscule glory. "I can't believe that worked!"

Buck reaches out and picks Eddie up, his fingers pinching at the back of Eddie's hoodie, and he drops his boyfriend into the palm of his hand. Eddie wobbles unsteadily before gingerly lowering himself down so he's sitting on the edge of Buck's palm with his legs dangling over the edge, no dissimilar to how he was on the table. He crosses his arms across his chest and glares up at Buck. If he wasn't all of 3 inches tall, it would almost be intimidating

"Put me back," he demands, the authoritativeness of his tone lost entirely by the fact that he sounds like he's swallowed a tank of helium. "Put me back or so help me God-"

"Or what?" Buck giggles, "You'll crawl up my nose?"

"I'll squeeze inside your dickhole and cause permanent damage with my teeth and fists," Eddie counters with a huff.

"Don't threaten me with a good time, babe."

"Buck please, we've got a shift in 3 hours. Make me big again," Eddie pleads, and Buck's completely incapable of defying his boyfriend at the best of times, especially when he's perched perfectly in the palm of Buck's hands, looking so tiny and adorable and pleading silently with his big brown eyes.

Buck sighs and holds his palm adjacent to the table so Eddie can walk across it and take up position next to the cookbook.

"Can I at least try fitting you in my pocket?" he asks, giving Eddie his puppy eyes, but it seems Shrunk Eddie is immune to Buck's charms. He shakes his head vehemently, snapping his fingers so a ball of deep green energy appears in the palm of his hands. The mellow, woodsy scent of pine trees cuts through the saltiness of Buck's magic as Eddie juggles the energy ball between his hands.

"Try it, I dare you."

Knowing when he's beaten, Buck relents with a sigh. Buck may be the one that practices magic the most but Eddie comes from a long line of powerful sorcerers, and Buck has no trouble admitting that Eddie is the more skilled magician of the two of them. If Eddie wanted to, he could turn Buck into a cockroach in a matter of seconds.

"Magnus" he mutters, channelling a fraction of his energy towards Eddie, and there's another cloud of rich blue energy and Eddie reappears.

He shakes out his arms and hops off the table. "You have no idea how weird that was," he grimaces. "You looked like a giant!"

"Don't I always?" Buck teases, referencing his slight height advantage against Eddie which was a slight sore point in their relationship.

Eddie takes two steps forward so they're nose to nose, and is about to open his mouth to scold Buck before a look of surprise passes over his face.

"Huh!" he says, stepping back so he's able to look at Buck properly. A grin begins to spread over his face as he looks Buck up and down. "I think that spell made me taller!"

Buck balks. "Absolutely not, that's not possible," he says, shaking his head. "I'm the tall one!"

Eddie steps back into Buck's space and yep, he's definitely grown an inch or two. They're almost completely at eye level, with Eddie a fraction taller, if anything. Buck gulps. Maybe he shouldn't have played around with magic.

"No, baby, you're definitely shorter than me no," he grins, and he tilts Buck's chin up (up!!!) to kiss him. It's soft and sweet, their lips moving in tandem. Eddie's smiling into the kiss and Buck can feel the smugness radiating off him.

"I'll just have to shrink you again," he points out as they break apart, but Eddie merely grins and kisses Buck on the forehead.

"I'd like to see you try."

Send me a ship and a sentence and I'll finish it!!

#awww love magic aus #<333

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fuck it, inspiration saturday + new fic!

Thank you for all the weekend tags, @theotherbuckley @hippolotamus @jesuiscenseedormir @cal-daisies-and-briars!

So, uh, I've completely ignored the wips I want to work on in favor of working on this the past couple of days. This being a bucktommy (is that the ship name we're going with?) one shot inspired by a Youtube series that makes me cry laughing every time I watch it (I feel weird posting the specifics about it considering this fic contains sexual content which in no way connects to or is inspired by the creator of the series).

Anyway, I couldn't get Tommy trying to teach Buck some martial arts, only for Buck to be a bratty menace the whole time, out of my head. Enjoy this crack-y, OOC, unhinged little fic.

something warm to keep the blood pumping (4k, E)

Tommy regrets the choices that got him here. Buck knows it, because exasperation is written all over his face. Buck should be grateful, probably, that his boyfriend wants to share a hobby with him (never mind that Buck whined about not being able to understand Tommy when he talked martial arts with Eddie), teach him some new skills, and make good use of his private gym access. He can’t help but be a menace anyway. 

Gesturing to the white pants and jacket Tommy is wearing, the same as the uniform he’s lent Buck, he asks, “So what is this?”

“This is a gi,” Tommy responds, straightening the lapels and tightening the belt. 

“And you always fight in one?”

“It’s not fighting. It’s sparring or rolling. And no, sometimes we do no gi.”

“What’s that? Naked?” Buck leers.

Tommy flicks the other man’s ear. “You know it’s not. It’s just with, like, shorts and a rash guard.”

“Hot.”

Read the rest on AO3.

Consider this a (no pressure!) sentence Sunday tag: @underwaterninja13 @nancygillianmvp @chicgeekgirl89 @liminalmemories21 @eddiebabygirldiaz @jesuisici33

@sznofthesticks @theotherbuckley @lemonlyman-dotcom @honeybee-taskforce @wikiangela @hippolotamus @aspecbuddie

@aroeddiediaz @cal-daisies-and-briars @jesuiscenseedormir @ladydorian05 @thewolvesof1998 @rainbow-nerdss

@made-ofmemories @watchyourbuck @911-on-abc

@slightlyobsessedwitheverything @sugdenlovesdingle @nancygillianmvp @jesse-is-spiralling @giddyupbuck

@steadfastsaturnsrings @alrightbuckaroo @saybiwithme @elvensorceress

@honestlydarkprincess @steadfastsaturnsrings @fionaswhvre @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove

As always, holler if you want to added or removed from my tag list :)

#aaahhh can't wait to read!!!

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Safe in your arms 🩷💜💙

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Inspiration Saturday 🥕

Tagged by @theotherbuckley 🫶🏽🫶🏽

Soooo I have a new wip, a tevan(? Kinkley(? Wip about them just being comfy

Buck HATES Sundays, especially when he's free and alone at his loft.

Right now he's alone, eating some baby carrots with some Tajin that he stole from Eddie's house, there's some shity reality on the TV, he doesn't really pay attention to it, he's just thinking.

The door is opening.

The first thing that comes to his mind is ‘ serial killer’ which is a little bit extremist.

“ Evan, it's me” oh it's just Tommy, nice.

Tagging some people!

@steadfastsaturnsrings @bidisasterevankinard @jeeyuns @jesuisici33 @wannabemylover @wikiangela @elgascreamslikehell @rainbow-nerdss @thewolvesof1998 @princehattric @aroeddiediaz @aspecbuddie @spotsandsocks @diazly @kaseysgirl86-blog @zhaan01 @chimney-begins @notnowtobey @neverevan @namjroon @mattsire @misterdiaz @funnylovepuppis @buddieslovecore @diazsdimples @babybibuck @liabegins @chaosandwolves @ladydorian05 @evanbegins @buckleydiaz @buckdefencesquad @nmcggg

Sorry if I forgot anyone! ( Please tell me if you want to be added or removed)

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Inspiration Saturday ✨

Tagged by my lovelies: @theotherbuckley, @dangerpronebuddie, & @hippolotamus :)

I really don't have much in terms of inspiration because this week took a lot out of me and left me in a rough place today. But I wanted to make something so here's a little something something to combat the hate coming towards BuddieTommy as of late and the ridiculous messages I've seen towards my fellow authors who are writing for this amazing OT3.

If you support this pairing, maybe check out my collection Buck's Boyfriends 🩵

And if this isn't your thing, then keep on scrolling and have a lovely day 😘

NP tagging: @actualalligator, @actuallyitsellie, @perfectlysunny02, @bidisasterevankinard, @spotsandsocks, @fortheloveofbuddie, @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove, @daffi-990, @jesuisici33, @cal-daisies-and-briars, @exhuastedpigeon, @theplaceyoustillrememberdreaming, @monsterrae1, @epicbuddieficrecs, @elvensorceress, @eddiebuckley-diaz, @eddiebabygirldiaz, @wildlife4life, @evanbegins, @devirnis, @loveyouanyway, @smilingbuckley, @watchyourbuck, @loserdiaz, @excuseme-greentea, @wikiangela, @scknight05, @kitteneddiediaz, @incorrect9-1-1, @underwaterninja13, @bigfootsmom 🩵

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i started this as a joke wanting to recreate the eddie still as a renaissance painting and then.... i made this.

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Inspiration Saturday

tagged by @diazsdimples @dangerpronebuddie @theotherbuckley Thank you, loves and looking forward to all of your creations!

I don’t have a snippet today, but here’s what’s inspiring me (or what I hope will be anyway) for Bi Buck

This poem of mine

and

If you want to help with sentences (pretty pretty please) send me a 🏳️‍🌈 and I’ll write 5 sentences for each one

np tagging (for today or Sunday) @actuallyitsellie @epicbuddieficrecs @loveyouanyway @a-noble-dragon @tizniz @mountedeverest @fortheloveofbuddie @weewootruck @saybiwithme @bidisasterevankinard @shipperqueen6 @ramonaflow @taketheplanspinitsideways @spotsandsocks @stereopticons @kitteneddiediaz @mrs-f-darcy @daffi-990 @drowsy-quill @your-catfish-friend @thekristen999 @filet-o-feelings @wikiangela @underwaterninja13 @lizzie-bennetdarcy @rainbow-nerdss @steadfastsaturnsrings @queenmabcreates @jesuisici33 @rmd-writes @bucksbiawakening @shortsighted-owl @queerbuckleys @bi-buckrights @elvensorceress @giddyupbuck @hoodie-buck @indestructibleheart @ladydorian05 @lemonzestywrites @monsterrae1 @statueinthestone @slightlyobsessedwitheverything @the-likesofus @thewolvesof1998 @watchyourbuck @welcometololaland @wildlife4life and anyone else who wants to 😘

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Inspiration Saturday!!

Tagged by @theotherbuckley @diazsdimples who both posted INCREDIBLE stuff y'all should show some love 🩷💚

I'm focusing on Eddie's second oh moment right now, but the other night I was writing for my Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries AU and decided to try something... I made my first moodboard!!! I like it, but I might change it up a bit as I keep writing for it.

Ta da!! And here's a snippet to go with it:

Buck crouched and opened the cabinet by the sink. An opened box of pink packets sat turned on its side in the cabinet. The box read Nerve Powders. Something at the back of his mind told him there was more to it than that. A sharp knock echoed off the tile in the bathroom. “This lavatory is fully occupied!” Buck called as he closed the cabinet, stowing away a few packets in his jacket. “Police! Open up!” Damn. Buck stood and opened the door, plastering on his charming smile. Good Christ. Detective Diaz from a distance was a sight to behold in itself. Up close? Adonis wouldn't stand a chance. Coffee brown eyes shone in the light streaming in from the window. A wayward wave fell across his forehead, the only thing out of place in his otherwise immaculate appearance. His bone structure was beyond perfect.

He carried himself with a relaxed confidence Buck spent years faking. How this man achieved it? Buck didn't know. “You must be the detective,” Buck said. “Apologies for my urgent call of nature.” “You do realize this is an active crime scene,” Detective Diaz pointed out. Wow, even his voice was gorgeous. “Forgive me, detective,” Buck smiled. “It's very fortunate I'm wearing gloves, is it not?” Diaz stepped past Buck and stared at the chalk outline on the floor, his brow furrowed in concentration, the smallest pout on his lips. Buck turned to the officer standing near the doorway. “Do you think it was poison?” “Most likely,” the officer nodded. “We have yet to determine the cause of death,” Detective Diaz said with a pointed look at his officer. Oh, what Buck wouldn't do to see the man be a little mean to him too. Buck honestly hoped Detective Diaz would arrest him. Buck could show him a thing or two with those handcuffs. Not that he’d ever voice that thought out loud.

Absolutely no pressure tagging: @13shadesofanni @lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @loveyouanyway @thekristen999

@daffi-990 @wikiangela @kitteneddiediaz @steadfastsaturnsrings @ronordmann

@exhuastedpigeon @spagheddiediaz @actuallyitsellie @tizniz @fortheloveofbuddie

@bidisasterevankinard @rainbow-nerdss @wildlife4life @hippolotamus @daniwib

@alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @likeamollusconarock @smallandalmosthonest @idealuk @jshadow01

@shipperqueen6 @lunarspark-cos @misshiss727 @weareallstoriesintheend11 @lin27 @orangeboxfox92 and anyone else who wants to share!! 🥰🩷

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I’ve decided that from here forward I’m writing Tommy and Buck/Evan as long term canon. In the words of Buck himself “Who cares?!”

I get the feeling that Tommy is difficult to get really angry. Mostly based on his past. And his general roll with the punches attitude thus far. So I don’t foresee a lot of strife or fighting in his future with Buck. Except the first time Tommy experiences the after of that big marshmallow Evan Buckley doing something really dangerous and reckless..again.

And Tommy who never gets angry, who never shouts at Buck, who flew a helicopter into a goddamn hurricane in the middle of the ocean, really loses his shit this time because Buck cannot understand why Tommy is so upset that he dropped into a dangerous situation against orders AGAIN.

Tommy pinches the bridge of his nose to keep from shouting “Bobby told you not to go in. He told you not to risk it. That the floors were too unstable”

“There could have been someone left” Buck replies “Someone needed to check. It had to be me”

“Why? Because you’re fucking super human? The great Buck Buckley from the 118 who scoffs at danger, has survived a tsunami, getting trapped beneath a fire truck, throwing a blood clot, and was officially dead for three minutes after getting struck by FUCKING LIGHTNING!”

“How do you know about all of that?”

“That isn’t what matters”

“I think it is” Buck takes a step toward Tommy “Have you been stalking me babe?”

Noticing the mischievous smile Tommy shakes his head “Oh no no no. You are not going to adorable your way out of this”

Bucks shoulders sag and he sighs “I’m ok Tommy. Not even a scratch”

“I can see that” Tommy lets out a deep exhale “I understand the risks of the job. I’m not like your exes who would get all distraught over you removing a cat from a tree. But for fucks sake, you are worse than the EOD guys when I was in Afghanistan with the walking - or in your case running or jumping- right into the worst case scenario with no thought of your own safety” Rubbing his forehead he continues “Evan. You’ve got a savior complex and it’s noble and selfless..”

Buck cuts him off “It’s not a savior complex. I’m not stupid. I understand that sometimes no matter what you do you can’t save them. But sometimes maybe you can, and in those cases, I just make the most sense”

Tommy crosses his arms to keep from strangling him or kissing him stupid again to shut him up “How is that? How does you possibly dying make any sense?”

“They all have people that need them. They all have someone they belong to and..” he trails off with a small shrug

And Tommy hears the words he doesn’t say. He is…expendable. And just like that all of the anger drains out of Tommy to be replaced by a something else. “Evan” he says softly.

“I know” Buck interjects “I know that people love me and they would be sad, especially Maddie. And I don’t want to die. But I don’t want someone who has someone they need, and that needs them, to die either. I couldn’t live with that”

Tommy closes his eyes. This man..How can he be so adorable and selfless, yet so completely stubborn and a pain in the ass about his own safety?

Once he calms his thoughts and finds the words he wants to say, he opens his eyes to see Evan looking at him calmly. Like he expects Tommy to see the sense in what he said.

“Evan. I know we haven’t really put a label on this. On us. But that’s because I don’t want to pressure you. I’m the first man you’ve been with and you’re still figuring out who you are, and I understand that. But let me clarify something for you. I need you to come back to me. Ok?”

Buck blinks “Huh”

“I need you to come back to me” he repeats “Like Bobby needs Athena, and Karen needs Hen, and yes like Maddie needs Chimney.

“And Jee-un. Jee-yun needs her dad”

“Yes, and in that same vein, Christopher needs Eddie” he agrees, trying not to give in to his exasperation. “I need you. I am that person who needs you to come home Evan”

Evan stops whatever he was about to say. Startled awareness creeping into his eyes..Tommy sees a mix of emotions flit across his face. Surprise, joy, fear, everything just races across that expressive face and then Evan sinks onto the barstool at his kitchen island. His hands coming up to cover his face.

Tommy’s stomach clench’s. He pushed too hard, too soon “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. I do care and want you to come home but..”

Buck looks up at him “Don’t you dare take that back”

“I’m not taking it back. I just don’t want to push you”

Something else crosses Evans face at that..but he tugged at his bottom lip with his teeth. “You aren’t pushing. You aren’t pressuring me. I am in this just as much as you. I just don’t know how to say what I want to say without it sounding lame and emo as shit”

“Did you just hear me? You can say anything to me Evan. Whatever it is”

Buck rolls his bottom lip between his teeth again. “I’ve never questioned why I do this…I mean it’s the whole reason I was born. To save my brother. To save Daniel. That’s what I do, that’s who I am. It’s why I became a firefighter. To be the one who saves people. The 118 is my family. And I would do anything to protect them from harm”

“I’m not asking you to stop. I would never ask that. I just want to remind you that you matter to a lot of people, and you also have someone who is waiting for you”

Bucks voice is thick “I know that. I get that. But…Nobody has ever. I have never belonged to anyone, like that”

In a sense of deja vu Tommy closes the short distance to Buck. Tipping his face up, he kisses him. Not soft and gentle like their first kiss in this kitchen. But bold and deep. Branding Evan with his mouth. Pulling back he says fiercely “You belong to me like that. For as long as you want..you belong to me and I belong to you, like that”

“I will ALWAYS need you to come back to me Evan”

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