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writinganything · 11 months

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“We should become friends with benefits”

Pairing: Ethan Landry x Fem reader

Warnings: reader has female anatomy, oral (fem receiving), squirting, slapping (not a lot), pussy slapping (once), overstimulation

“Yes Ethan, just like that!” You scream as your grip on his hair tightens when he sucks on your bundle of nerves while swirling his tongue around it.

He was lapping at your cunt like a starved man. His hands were keeping your legs in the air while you sat on the couch in your shared appartement, him on his knees before you.

You couldn’t believe what was happening: how could your own best friend’s head be in between your fingers while he fucked you with his wet pink muscle. You were a moaning mess, completely at his mercy while he abused your core.

It happened because you were (half) joking about wanting your pussy eaten really bad and the same day, Ethan proposed to elevate you guys friendship to a more intimate and touchy level. Well in fact, y’all relationship was already really affectionate before all this.

No wonder everyone around shipped you together. You were attached to the hip, always sitting together and most of the time you were on his lap, you already slept in the same bed and even already made out!…but it was all without any feelings right?

So at the end of the day, the only things you guys have never done before was sex, but you could check it off the paper.

“You taste so fucking good baby” he moaned when he backed a bit to finger your dripping hole with his thick and long fingers.

His lower-face was shining because of your arousal and some strand of his hair were sticking to his hair because of his own sweat. His lips were parted as he breathed heavily through his mouth.

“Yeah?” Your question got strangled by a moan when he brushed your g-spot.

“So fucking fucking good” he whimpered again before spitting on your glistening cunt.

He dived back in and ate you out like his life depends on your pleasure. At this point, your eyelids were shut thight and your hips were bucking as he moved you up and down on his tongue.

You made more and more noises as his assault on your clit increased and his fingers curled way more.

His own hips were trusting unconsciously into the air to relieve his own boner that is still confined into his jeans.

The squelching sound of your vagina, your moans and the spanking sound from when Ethan slapped your inner tigh from time to time were filling the room and was melody to Ethan’s ears.

The tight knot inside you exploded when he started moaning with your clit in his mouth, sending vibrations all over the pleasure button and at the same time, his fingers hitted perfectly the squishy spot inside you.

“Yes, Ethan! Fuck!” You screamed in high pitch as the wave of your climax washed over you.

He continued to eat you out throughout your orgasm and you kept him there until your legs started shaking and it was too much for you to handle.

You tried pushing his head away and closing your thigh around it but he only opened them with force and continued to swallow every drop of nectar you could give him. He stuck his tongue inside you once again while you were still screaming of overstimulation.

You could feel something else growing inside of you as he did so. Something much stronger than the already amazing orgasm he just provided you.

He pushed you into his tongue so it could go deeper in your sweet entrance before pulling out to suck your pulsating clit once again.

That’s when the thing inside you snapped and a clear liquid rushed out of you, asperging Ethan. He backed his head from your pussy and instead his fingers started rubbing on it, fast as more juice squirted out of you as you screamed his name.

You felt tears in your eyes at this point and your moans transformed to sobs.

Ethan was enjoying this way more than he should. His best friend was beneath him, completely at his mercy and crying of pleasure under his touch. His face, hands and forearm were wet because of you and he couldn’t be happier than that.

“Pleas-e stop” you begged as tears rolled down your cheeks and Ethan forced you to stay high into your orgasm.

He only chuckled before giving your core a light slap and finally removing his hand from you.

You were amazed at what Ethan has just done to you. You weren’t expecting that to happen at all. You thought he would only give you an orgasm, nothing special…but this? Your best friend just made you cry of pleasure and made you squirt for the first time.

You could feel your heartbeat on your abused pussy while your clit was pulsating like crazy and your legs still shaking.

“Look at the mess you made,” he laughed while looking at the bed sheets.

He was right, under you was a big wet spot on the bed. You tried to move but your shaking legs thought otherwise.

You laid back down on the bed and wiped your tears away, not knowing what to think of what you just did.

“Honestly, that was fucking hot” Ethan said and you looked at him only to find him sucking your liquid on his fingers.

“Don’t do this” you whispered as you looked at him sucking a second finger.

“Why not? You taste amazing” he asked before lowering himself until he was kissing you.

You immediately returned his kiss and enrolled your legs around his waist to press him against you.

“We should become friends with benefits” he says when he backs up to breath.

“Eth, the way you just ate my pussy already spoke for you. Of course we are now” you answer.

He smirked before lowering himself again to continue your make out session.

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diejager · 1 month

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can u pretty pls write some kidnapper! konig.. where he lives streams himself non-conning fem! reader ? while perverted men and other weirdos online watch and comment about us 😛

Cw: DARKFIC, DUB-CON/NON-CON, porn, non-con filming, size kink, kidnapping, power imbalance, degradation, tell me if I missed any.

Pleasure, whether consensual or not, was still pleasure, it burned through your nerves with a painful throb, a loud thrum that dazed you. You writhed, your feet kicking towards the camera he placed before you, pointing it towards your debauched figure, showing the audience - all sick and twisted men and women who were as sick as your captor was - how your slick cunt took him. König - your captor, your owner, your lover, or whatever fit him in the moment - was a giant of a man, his shoulders broader and thighs thicker than any man you’ve met, his whole body so big that he couldn’t even fit in the frame of the video he was directing.

His form swallowed you, holding you still without much trouble, the muscles of his arms tensing and his abdomen rippling when a wave of pleasure ripped through him, his loud groans and shameless growls muffled by the balaclava he wore. His scarred hands bruised your supple thighs, spreading your legs open and slung over his lap, giving him full view of your. Your tight cunt stretched around his girth with a thick base and even thicker shaft, veins pulsing and pumping blood to feed his hard-on. He never groomed, he never saw the purpose for it, leaving it knotted and stinky, the musk of sweat and something that stank of him, a wild bush wet with your slick and his cum, glistening with how much he stuffed you with and a cloudy ring growing ever darker with the amount of orgasms he pulled from you.

“Stupid whore, ”he spat, his grip growing stronger as he bucked his hips upwards, thrusting up as he dropped you on his cock, spearing you in front of a spectators, spitting degrading words and cruel insults, “Too dumb to listen. Too dumb to understand.”

He growled out his words, grinding them through his gritted teeth as he lifting you up and dropping you down on his lap like he would with the fleshlight he used to own, pumping it with a gross amount of cum when he was forced to watch you from afar. Imagining you squealing and choking on his cock worked wonders until it didn’t, he grew hungrier and hungrier for you, leaving him starving for you until he acted out his on his urges. He took things into his hands and brought you home, to lock a pretty collar around your throat and cut his name into your flesh to show his community who you belonged to.

“You fight, but you always come on my cock,” he rasped, lowering his head to stare at your fluttering lashes, tears falling from them and rolling down your cheeks, a temptation for his tongue to come out and lap it all up. You were always so pretty when you cried, crying and mewling over him when he fucked you, ramming his round tip into your gummy cervix and pushing his cum deeper into your womb, “Schwanz fixierte Hua.”[Cock hungry whore]

Somehow, for whatever reason, your cunt clenched around him whenever he spat an insult, demeaning you to nothing but a cocksleeve or cum-dumping hole he would use forever after this one public show made you careen over the edge. Your back arched, pushing your swollen and perky nipples out as your walls closed around his cock, feeling every curve and groove of it and milking him for a second —or was it a third load? You couldn’t remember, all that your could remember was the shape of him, his rough handling and how sickening it was when he confessed that he broke into your appartement over the month and shared his plans he decided to enact.

“Kan Stress Mausi. I werd mi guad um di kümman, und don zag i earna, dass’d mia g’heast. Klingt doch guad, oda?, “He whispered sweet promises as he pumped you full, his cock twitching as his body shook with the strength of it. He pressed a long and soft kiss to your cheek, a cruel smile curling the corners of his lips. [Don’t worry, mouse. I’ll take good care of you, then show them you’re mine. Good, yes?]

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bubblessunshinehoney · 1 year

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Roommates (stucky x reader)

3767 words

A/N: i'm writing this fic for...almost 6 months, i dreamed many times of stucky and their roommate. it was always hard to write i had seen in my dreams and to translate all i felt during those dreams. But here we are.

It's gonna be in idk many parts.

This one is a little introduction, and with slight angst.

Enjoy,

Cloudy

TW: fluff, light angst, polyamourous relationship. Steve and Bucky (they're a warning...) <...>= texting

Don't be shy, reblog, comment, like!

magnificient moodboard by the amazing @christywantspizza

divider by the talentuous : @firefly-graphics

not beta read, english is not my first language, all mistakes are my own.

Part 1 | Part 2 | part 3

When you had to find an apartment. You never thought to find yourself with two gentle giants for roommates. But here you are, one year later with Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers in a nice and homely appartement.

You knew them from college, they were friends of friends and when your last roommate kicked you out because she wanted to be alone with her boyfriend… the two big guys were nice enough to propose you to come and live with them for a while. “Yeah, don’t need to pressure yourself, doll, take your time to get back on your feet. We have enough rooms for three.”, told you Bucky. “And when you find a studio or something else, we’ll help you to move out and in, sweetheart.”, said Steve.

But one year later, you don’t want to move out. You like to be here with these two. Monday is Buck’s night for cooking. Tuesday, yours, Wednesday is Steve turns, Thursday is movie night with take outs or leftovers and Friday to Sunday is more like “who’s there, who’s eating at home, who wants to go out?” vibes.

Life is easy, and you were surprised to see that…they clean, like ALL the time. Steve is the tidiest of all of you. Buck tries to keep is mess in his bedroom and ask for help when he has too much “trash”. Sunday is almost always the day where you all clean the appartement. You cook pancakes or waffles and then it’s time to give the appartement a little bit of a makeover. It’s always full of giggles and pinning. Like the time you found a boxer under the couch. Bucky was a blushing mess, saying it was from like two weeks ago when this girl came home with him after a night out. “But I respected the rules, we didn’t do anything on the couch”. Or the time, Steve found your vibrator under the bathroom cabinet, you just took it back and gave him an innocent smile and told him to forget about it. Spoiler alert: Steve didn’t forget that and was impatient to finally have the guts to ask you if you wanted to use it with him one day.

Today, it’s Friday. It’s the first slow day you have in weeks. Steve is out with some friends and Bucky didn’t answer yet to tell you if he’ll be home tonight.

You decide to eat some leftovers and to watch for the hundredth time your favourite movie. Thirty minutes in, you hear the keys and then the door opens with a loud thud. An angry Bucky storms in the living room and lay on you without saying a word. He pushes his head between your breasts and groans. “Ok, hello to you too grumpy man. Can you tell me why you invade my space and doesn’t ask for my consent before shoving your head here?” Bucky starts to mumble fast, and you don’t understand anything. You slap him gently on the back of his head. He stops and lifts his head to look at you. “Shitty day, shitty people. Need a stress relief. May I, doll, please?” he pouts and makes his best puppy eye.

Since you arrived, you realised that the two giants you lived with were very into physical touch. Bucky likes to lay on you meanwhile Steve likes to play with your hair during movie night or offers you little massages during them.

You never complain, you’re most of the time cold so this two are your personals heaters.

You start to massage Bucky’s head and this lovely idiot starts to act like a cat and purrs. “Did you eat?” he asks you.

“Yup, leftovers, there’s still some if you want.”

“The lasagna?”.

“Mmmh”.

The evening goes on. But you can feel that Bucky wants to ask you something. He’s fidgeting, more than usual, and can’t seem to stop touching you. He’s currently massaging your calf. “What is it, Buck?”.

He sighs, and sighs again before sitting up and looking you dead in the eye. “Can I kiss you, doll?”. First, you think he’s joking, but then his expression is too serious for your liking. “Like kiss me on the lips?”, you ask him.

“Yup.”

“WHY?” you almost scream in shock.

He blushes and whispers “because you look beautiful, and I want to kiss you”.

“that’s a cheesy pick-up line, Barnes.”

He looks at you again and asks, “but does it work?” shyly you nod. You won’t lie, you already thought of what it would feel like to kiss Bucky, but you never really asked him, too scared to make thing awkward with your roommates. “So can I kiss you, doll face?” when you don’t say anything he gets closer, when his lips are almost touching yours, he murmurs “I need words, Y/N”.

You swallow loudly before saying “yes, you can, Bucky”.

Then his lips are on yours. The kiss is tender, lovely and your fingers grab his hair. His hands get under your shirt, and you shiver. You feel his tongue caresses your lower lips and you parted them. When both or your tongues meet, the kiss gets more and more passionate. Your legs circle instinctively his waist to bring him closer. When you need to breath you break the kiss and Bucky is panting above you. Pupils blown out and lips swollen. He’s more beautiful than ever. You smile, a little bit uncomfortable. You tap his cheek gently and whisper “gonna go to toilets, sorry”. He nods and lets you go.

Bucky can’t wait to tell Steve what happened.

Two weeks later, Bucky has never once talk about the kiss… at least with you. You didn’t either. You felt weird. Not in a bad way, you wanted to start again, to try again and see if the kiss made you feel again all dizzy and warm.

But for now, you are alone with Steve. Bucky went home to see his family.

“Truth or dare, sweets?” asks Steve from the kitchen.

“Really, aren’t we like to old or outnumbered to play this game?” he snorts and come back with your cocktail and his beer.

“Nope, it’ll be fun”.

“If you say so, truth” you reply.

After maybe twenty minutes, you have to say that he is right, you’re having fun. You told secrets that both of you had never tell and you did some fun dares. But now, Steve wanted to ask you to kiss him.

He spoke with Bucky, and he was jealous. He’s best friend had the guts to kiss you, when he was too afraid to be rejected. But tonight, with the alcohol in his system he feels powerful.

“I dare you to kiss me…with tongues!”, he declares. You laugh because he made a move with his tongue, but you accept the dare. Why not try and see if your attraction for Steve is the same as for Bucky?

When your lips touch his. You feel sparkles down your spine. When you lick his lips with your tongue and he part his, you feel hot all over. His hands go to your waist, and he places you on his lap. And like with Bucky it gets heated pretty fast. And like with Bucky, you end the kiss and excuse yourself to go to the toilets

<Stevie: I did it, buck.

Bucky: how does that feel, punk?

Stevie: like a dream came true, but I don’t want to scare her. We are not playing fair.

Bucky: I know, we must discuss that the three of us when I get back.

Stevie: what if she says no. What if she wants to be just with you.

Bucky: or you…

Stevie: I am sure she likes you more.

Bucky: stop, Steve. We don’t know what she feels. Did she kiss you back? Like really kiss you.

Stevie: yup…that was so hot. She did the thing with her tongue you told me about.>

“Stevie?” you say when you come back in the living room.

“Yup?”.

“I-I think I’ll go to bed. See you tomorrow?” you ask shyly.

“Sleep well, sweetheart, brunch is on me!”. You kiss his cheek and retrieve to your bedroom.

<Y/N: I kissed Steve.

Nat: WHAT? AFTER BUCKY?

Y/N: we were playing truth or dare. He dared me to kiss him. (with tongues, his words, not mine)

Nat: and ?

Y/N: I don’t know what I am supposed to do now. I felt the exact same thing with Bucky and Steve. And you know I don’t feel much when I kissed guys until I am pretty attached to them.

Nat: yeah I know…you and your demi-sexual thing.

Y/N: scuse you bisexual girl who dates only nerds guy. How’s Bruce?

Nat: currently massagin’ my feet so perfect. But you need to talk to them. I am sure they’re planning something.

Y/N: planning smth?

Nat: ask them. Good night, babe.>

What you didn’t know, it’s that before you join them in the appartement. Bucky and Steve had a thing, that only Natasha knows. They are best friends, sure, but they’re also lovers. They only tend to be like that when you are not around, since you moved in.

You are not going to lie to yourself, you are feeling bad to have kiss your two roommates. And you are feeling worse to have like it, both time and even considering doing it again.

This Saturday, you come back from a little walk with Natasha. When you arrive, the appartement is quiet, a little bit to quiet. No one is in the living room and the door from Bucky’s room is wide open and empty, but the room from Steve is closed. You wait to hear something, like Steve has a girl around, but nothing.

You go there and knock. Steve’s voice comes to you in a grumble “yeah?”, “Hello, just to let you know I am home. “, you say.

“Oh hey, little one, ok, we’ll be there soon for dinner.”

You can’t stop your question “We?”. You hear Steve chuckles and then he invites you in.

“Buck and I, sweets, who else?” he says when you open the door.

Steve is on his back with Bucky curled onto his side, sound asleep. You saw them bro cuddling now and then, but never like that. You raise an eyebrow but don’t say anything. Bucky has hard days and seems to find comfort in cuddling. “I have an empty space right here” teases Steve and tapping the other side of him. You hesitate and decide to go and join the cuddle. You lay down beside Steve, his arm goes around your waist. You put your hand on his chest, just beside Bucky’s hand.

“He’s ok?” you ask quietly.

“Bad day, really bad one.”, answers Steve. Automatically, you caress Bucky’s cheek and pass your finger in his hair. “How was your day with Natty?”.

“Good, really nice.”, you smile at Steve.

In your walk with Nat, you arrived at this conclusion: no need to put words for now, just enjoy the feeling of being close to those two wonderful men. So, you enjoy the cuddle and to pass your fingers in Bucky hair, while Steve caress your hip. You’re at peace. You’ve never felt like this with any of your ex’s.

Maybe they talked to each other, and they know that you have kissed each of them, maybe you can tell Steve now and Bucky when he wakes up. Maybe, just maybe you are, and they are into polyamorous relationship. Maybe…

“Stevie?” you murmur in his neck, he smells divine as always, citrus and pine. He hums in response. “I…I kissed Bucky before I kissed you.” His hand still on your waist and he squeezes it.

“Yeah, same Sweetheart, I kissed him before I kissed you.” You sit up, not sure to have truly heard what he said.

“Wait, what?”. Steve grins at you, then he turns his head to Bucky and kisses him on his forehead. Buck sighs in his sleep and get more comfortable on Steve. His leg goes on his thighs, and he tightens his grip around the waist. He looks peaceful. “You’ve kissed?”, Steve shrugs but his smile tells you everything you need.

You weren’t expecting that, of course not, but why are you not more shocked or disturbed? You look at them and it’s like the missing piece of the puzzle in your head. Everything starts to make sense, or you have more questions that need answers. “I always thought that your friendship was more than that”, you think out loud. Steve chuckles while Bucky stirs in his sleep. He tucks himself more onto Steve and his hand, who was on his stomach, goes right to Steve’s crotch. And the blond does nothing to stop him, well not exactly nothing, he’s looking at you and when he sees your expression, he gently takes bucky hand et brings it back to his sternum.

“I think we need to talk the three of us, Sweets” he whispers to you. You can only nod and keep staring at their interlaced hands. “We don’t want to scare you away, you know?”,

“Scare me away?”, you ask intrigue.

“Yeah, by telling you our little secret.” You stay silent, not sure you want to acknowledge the truth just yet…because it doesn’t scare you at all, it turns you on more and that’s what scares you, you almost feel like a creep.

“I would have never judged you. You can love who you want” you finally say. Steve smiles and brings you closed once again. You put your hand on top of theirs. For the first time in a long time, you feel complete and that stress you out.

The next day, you all decide to have THE discussion. It’s just after your usual Sunday brunch. The guys are doing the dishes and you just looking in the void. Your mind is racing. What if it just a dream, what if they pranked you?

“Dollface? You’re with us?” calls you Bucky. You blink twice to focus on them again. They are smiling, and you get butterflies.

“Yeah, I am” you whisper.

“Good, good, so…” starts Steve. And then he explains everything, his relationship with Bucky, their attraction for you since they met you. You listen, stunned by their revelations. Bucky points out some details and makes you giggle. You feel shy and powerful. The more they talk, the more they stare at you with love and lust. You have the last word; you are the one who has to say yes or no. You take a big breath and ask, “How would it works?”.

They are taken aback; Bucky takes Steve’s hand under the table and squeeze it hard. “If we try this throuple, we have to make rules, right?” You sound so confident; Steve’s heart is beating fast.

“Yeah, we need rules for the start, to try and navigate in this together” states Bucky. You nod and smile. Then you get up and round the table to go to their side. You see their hands and chuckle.

“No more hiding now, show me those hands, guys”. They laugh and put their hands on the table, you place both of your hand on their neck. It feels good, you like that they don’t have the same texture, but they both soft. They lean against you and close their eyes.

“I feel like I just solved a puzzle” murmurs Bucky. “Is it weird?” he asks.

“I don’t know, don’t feel weird. “, you answer. Steve is the first to move, he stands up and takes your hand and Bucky’s and goes on the couch. He sits down and puts you on his laps. Bucky takes your calf and cuddle against Steve. One of Steve’s arms is around your waist and the other is around Bucky’s shoulders. Bucky has one arm around Steve waist and the other on your legs. You put your hand on each one of them that touches you.

After a moment of silence, you ask” Can we kiss again?”.

“Yes, please” they said in unison. “I want to see you kiss” you murmur. They don’t move, Steve’s blushing, while Bucky is looking at you. You put your hands on their chins and turn their faces, so they face each other. “Please, can I see you kiss?”. Your gentle command makes them move. Slowly they approach each other lips. When they start kissing, it’s sensual, loving and you get flustered. It’s hot, you never thought that looking at two people kissing would be this sexy. Then Bucky does something that makes Steve moans. You did once or twice hear him having someone around, but he has never moaned like that. Steve’s hand on your hip squeezes your flesh. Steve breaks the kiss first; Bucky bites his lower lip.

“You turn, doll face”, growls Bucky. You expect him to kiss you, but he does the same as you did, take your chin between his fingers, and make you face Steve. You kiss the blond; you try some of your trick to make him moan like Bucky and when you succeed you break the kiss and turn your intention on Buck. He smiles at you, and you smile back, before going to kiss him. With Bucky, each of you fight for dominance. You move on Steve’s lap and after a while, you feel him getting hard under you. Suddenly the reality of the situation strikes, and you start to panic.

You get up and say, “I’m going to the toilets”. Bucky and Steve watch you go, and they try not to laugh, because they recognise a pattern there.

Your room is next to the toilets and when you go out, you look at your bed and you really want to hide yourself. But why would you hide? You take a deep breath before going back in the living room.

They are whispering to each other, Bucky seems unhappy, while Steve tries to calm him down. “hey, guys!”, they turn their heads so fast, you’re sure they’re going to bump into each other and you giggle. “ehm, sorry to ran away, could we…could we go in my room? For more privacy?”

Steve is the first to get up, Bucky looks at you strangely “privacy of what? we are the only one here” he says in a cold voice.

“Bucky” warns Steve.

You sigh and smile “No he’s right Steve. Bucky, I know that we are alone, but I would feel better and safer in my room…because it’s new to me and I need to navigate around all of that…around this new us. If that makes sense?”

Bucky relaxes and nods, standing up, “makes sense, sorry.” You wait for them to come close to you before you take each of their hand and guide them into your room.

“Where do we sleep?”, you ask.

“Let’s just say, that we can sleep on our own or together, but no pressure” answers Steve. You smile and walk into your room, sitting on your bed facing them.

Bucky is the first to go lay and waits for Steve and you. “Doll, in the middle” he commands. You giggle and do as he say, loving the few times you find yourself engulf between those two sweet giants.

Steve follows you and sighs. “Love the smell of your sheets, sweetheart”. You smile at him and blushes.

“I use the same wash as you…”, he laughs softly and kisses your cheek.

“But it still smells like you.” He boops your nose and you giggle shyly. Bucky brings you close to him, and he kisses your neck, making you shudder.

“When did you know?”, he asks you.

“When I did know what, bucky?”

“That you liked both of us”.

This question, you’ve been asking it to yourself for weeks now. But honestly, it just came along the way. The fact that they opened their home for you, that they’ve always been there since. Always have a shoulder to lay on, someone to rely on. You’ve never felt alone since you moved in here. You tell them that and they both smile, Steve strokes your cheeks and Bucky your hip. You feel safe, understood, and complete.

Then, they both lean in and kiss you. A three-way kiss, that left you breathless and panting. You look at them and you smile, stroking their chin with your thumb, loving the difference of texture. Steve is shaved, while bucky always have a three-day beard. You pass your thumb on their lips and bucky groans, pupils wide, the blue of his eyes almost inexistant.

“You’ve freed the beast”, chuckles Steve, who’s biting his lip.

“Y/N, Sweetheart?”, whispers Steve. You try to focus on him, but flashback holds you in your terror.

You look between them, and you take a shaky breath. “Oh, yeah?”. Bucky nods and starts to pempers kisses on your cheek and neck.

“Can I kiss you doll?”. You nod and he kisses you tenderly, deeply, you let him have the dominance in that kiss. It feels good, but then his hands wonder on your body, and you start to panic. Bad memories coming back to you. You try to tell him to stop, but then Steve joins him and you freeze, panic taking hold of you, and you feel hopeless, unable to tell them to stop. You whimper and they stop everything they do and look at you. Your eyes are tearing up and you’re heaving, fright written on your face.

Bucky looks at Steve and he’s panicking; the blond understands he must be stronger for both of you. “Buck, it’s okay, she must have…”, they look at each other and remembered the time you came home totally shaking and afraid. It was just before you dump your last friend with benefits.

“Rumlow”, growls Bucky. “I’m gonna end him”.

You take bucky hand and holds it tight. “don’t leave me.”

“I’m not, I’m here doll.” You nod and looks at Steve.

“I won’t either, sweetheart, I’ll stay here with you. Just take a deep breath for us?”. You nod and do some breathing exercise, following what Steve does and then Bucky when he joins in.

“So-sorry”, you murmur, unable to look at them, fiddling with your nails. One hand goes on yours and then another.

“No need to be sorry”, they said in unison, their soothing voice calming you even more.

“it’s a lot.”

“Then we take our time.”, says Steve softly.

“Yeah, you’re stuck with us now”, jokes gently Bucky and that makes you smile.

part 2

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meep-meep-richie · 9 months

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''Buck hasn't left the appartment for a week.''

Bobby simply knows what his kid needs

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princessamericachavez · 1 year

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Breaking down the 6x11 promo

(because my brain is in overdrive)

((also, sorry in advance because this ‘analysis’ is mainly me going DiCaprioPointingMeme.jpg))

Eddie doing compressions!! It makes absolute sense tbh with Hen and Chim riding in the back, they both need to push the gurney so Eddie clearly takes over as soon as it touches ground because their main priority has to be to keep Buck’s heart beating.

It’s also heartbreaking, though, because it means that in all this time it took them to get to the hospital they haven’t gotten it pumping on his own again

Judging by this two takes, it seems like it’s Eddie taking Buck’s pulse here.

Why does that matter?? Well...

Because the doctors aren’t doing compressions anymore here. They are only giving him oxygen. Could that mean that Buck’s heart just restarted right now? Will Eddie manage to restart Buck’s heart in the nick of time before handing him off to the doctors???

This is such a stupid thing to hyperfixate on here, especially given all of their heart-broken expressions... but at some point between arrival and handing buck off Eddie lost/took off his helmet and I’m dying to get context for it. Idek why. I’m just super intrigued

NGL I am surprised to see the Buckley parents here and deep down I don’t expect them to stay at the hospital for long.

But with Bobby there, I would love for a little friction depending on their reaction. I mean, Philips is clearly still there while getting the news...

...but then we see Chim and Maddie alone and deep down I think we’ll see the Buckley’s just run off in an emotional fit.

Love me some Bathena looking after their surrogate son, but if nothing else this confirms to me that Buck’s blood relatives (Maddie excluded, ofc) aren’t gonna stick around long

there’s a little girl behind Buck!!!!! I’m guessing she’s Maddie’s??? Though she couldn’t be Jee.

Ah, this fucker. With Daniel around or not, I’m guessing he isn’t any less of an abusive fucker. So Maddie just didn’t have where to run, uh? I hate it here.

Oh Chim is back to his old apartment (glad they could get one last use out of that set!)

Is Buck gonna run through the hospital searching for his comatose body???????

Okay so I definitely think Buck talks dream!Howard into helping him because a) Buck’s subconscious knows Chim believes in weird stuff more than anyone else he knows, and b) where in the initial take of Chim’s appartment there’s a knife case behind him, here’s two beers. So my guess is this near-dead in the dream is after they tried and failed to back-to-the-future Buck into his body.

This scene is definitely not the same as Buck coding, because Hen doesn’t look scared, she looks confused/intrigued by something or someone

Maddie looks so sad here. My two guesses is this is either her arguing with her parents before they bounce on them, oooooor she’s asking “what’s wrong” because something in Buck’s recovery isn’t working the way the doctors would want it to (because he’s failing at something in the coma dream)

she’s def not asking about the initial coma thing because she’s changed her clothes here

Love the idea of Buck collapsing in his dream before a Howard that barely knows him while in reality this Chim is doing all he can to save his brother

Read rumors of Aisha crying during Christopher’s scene and if this is it I’m gonna flung myself into the sun

Anyway: curious (and suspicious) lack of Eddie and Chris in this video. And also of Daniel’s mysterious actor.

Hoping for more clues in new promos and clips!!

#911 fox #evan buck buckle #howard han #henrietta wilson #maddie buckley #bobbie nash #911 spoilers #911 spec #sofia's nonsense

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siflovesbuddie · 1 year

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Skfhdjdhdh Buck is a guest in his own appartement again🤣 I think he needs to leave that appartement behind and move somewhere where he's not a guest (Eddie's house)

#911 fox #911 spoilers #evan buck buckley #buddie #sif watches 911 #sif talks

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chrisdrysdale · 2 years

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Still sick and needing some Bucky fluffy smut

Neighbour + old appartement = a lot a fixing

Cute date to say thank who ends up in fluffy smut ?

Pleaaaase🥺😘

(Gif @buckysbarnes )

Aw Sweetheart i’m so sorry your still feeling sick! I’m hope you get lots of rest!

Repairs

+18 minors dni if you do you will be blocked!

Just a drabble

Warnings: smut, tipsy sex (but fully consensual)

“Shit!” you yelled, throw the heavy wrench across the room, hitting the wall. Your AC broke yesterday, mid-heatwave, leaving you in a heat of hell apartment to fix it yourself.

Bucky heard everything going on the next door, the walls were very thin and he was startled at the loud noise of the wrench hitting the floor. He decided to knock in to check if everything was okay.

You quickly sprung to door swinging it open, completely forgetting your were in shorts and a strap top with no bra, your nipples poking out. “Oh hi Buck!”

“Hi hun! You okay? I heard a bang”

“Stupid ACs gone bang, in this god-awful heat wave and I’m trying to fix it but it’s going miserably” You sighed grabbing one of the towels on the side a wiping your forehead.

“Wan’ me to have a look at it?”

“Oh my god Bucky that would be such a big help thank you”

You led him in, his face rising in the slight shock at the heat. You led him over to the AC before handing him your box of tools. “I just can’t work out what the hell is wrong with this damn thing”

Bucky started looking at it, picking up one of the tool and unscrewing the front. After half an hour of playing around with it, sweat was dripping down his face and his back. He sat back on the floor “Jesus hun, when did this break?”

“Yesterday”

“How the hell have you not had a heat stroke yet?”

“don’t know honestly. Water?”

“Yeah, please”

As you were pouring him a glass with ice, you heard him shout back to you “Mind if I take my shirt off hun?”

“Go head Buck, I don’t mind”

You walked in just as he took his shirt of, the glass almost slipping out of your hand and your thighs squeezing together. Mother of God he was hot, and sweaty? You might have a heat stroke now

“H-here you go Buck”

“Oh thanks hun your a lifesaver” You took the glass from and chugged the whole thing down “Mind getting me another?”

“course!”

As your rushed back into the kitchen, hotter then ever, you could now here a slight whirring coming from outside and then a cool breeze. You rushed back out without the glass as Bucky stood in front of the AC with smirk on his face. “Oh my god you fixed it”

You quickly ran over to him and wrapped your arms around his neck and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you Buck!!!”

“No problem!”

“Can I bring you out for lunch? To repay you”

“Sure, just lets get cleaned up first” he picked up his shirt and wiped the sweat off his neck and chest.

“Okay! I know this great place just down the road from here I think you’ll love it”

About 30 minutes later you met him at your door. “Hi!” you squeaked out, closing the door behind you.

“Ready to go hun”

“Yep”

-> -> -> -> -> -> -> -> ->

“I’m so sorry Buck, I didn’t realise it had closed down”

“It’s okay hun don’t worry”

“No, come back to my place, i’ll make lunch, i’ll throw something at the wall when i’m done” you laughed out him chuckling in response

“Okay, okay fine, or you could knock”

You laughed going back into your apartment and began cooking, you made grilled cheeses and some vegetable soup. You slipped out and knocked on Bucky’s door. “Food!” before quickly running back to your apartment, leaving the door open.

Bucky walked in and was over took by the delicious smell. “Hi Buck!” You said standing from the cooker. “Hi hun it smells delicious”

“Do you wanna beer?”

“Sure, I’ll take one” You pulled one out of your fridge and popped it open with your hand. Bucky froze Jesus that was hot.

“Lunch should be ready in about 2 minutes”

You served up lunch and handed it to Bucky. He devoured it in minutes, well so did you, you were both starving. Bucky took your empty plate and his and began washing up “Eh Bucky you don’t ha-“

“None of that hun, you did a great job relax now, just finish your drink”

Bucky washed up before grabbing another beer from the fridge and sitting down beside you.

You talked for hours before realising it was getting late, you both were a little bit tipsy and little bit giggly. You picked up the bottles and brought them to your trash, but we’re shocked when Bucky came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed your neck. You giggled out “Bucky what are you doing?”

“Something i’ve wanted to do all day babe”

You quickly put the bottles down and flipped around, wrapping your arms around his neck and crashed your lips against his. “fuck” you moaned out against his.

He wrapped his hands around your thighs and picked you up. He pulled away quickly “bedroom?”

“last door on the left”

He quickly pushed the door and laid you down on the bed, and began pulling off your pants. He pushed off you and pulled his own shirt as you did yours. He wrapped his hands under your body and unhooked your bra before dipping his head down and sucking on your breasts and nipples

“Fuck honey so pretty”

He kissed his way down your body until he got to your underwear band. Bucky tugged them down before pushing his own down and pulling his cock out, before lining himself up with you and pushing in with you. “Fuck Bucky, your so fucking big baby”

He began pulling in and out, biting down on your neck from on top of you. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer to you. “honey, your doing so well fuck- i’m not gonna last long”

“me too baby, c’mon give to me”

Bucky picked up the pace, propping himself up on his forearms. “Shit Bucky, i’m coming”

Bucky rode you through your high, before pulling out of you and jerking himself till his orgasm. He released all over your stomach and tits with a loud groan. “Fuuuuck honey” he collapsed down beside you.

After a moment Bucky got up and and lifted you under the covers of the bed before, rolling in next you. “G’night honey”

#bucky barnes fluff #bucky x reader #bucky fanfic #bucky barnes #bucky smut #bucky fanfiction #my sweet things #questions #asks #sebastian stan #marvel

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johanna-swann · 11 months

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Okay, so here is how Buddie can still win without us throwing Marisol or Natalia under the bus and without them being just meaningless props:

Buck and Natalia date for a while (I'm thinking at least 5 to 6 months) and they take it relatively slow with the big steps like their first "I love you" and meeting the family and stuff like that. No rushing in, no moving to fast. They're really happy together.

Eventually they start talking about living together but can't really decide where that is supposed to be. Buck is all for abandoning the loft (fuck that loft), but Natalia's appartement isn't really that big either. They discuss looking for a new place together and Buck throws the idea of children into the room. He's just trying to be practical because moving is exhausting, especially in LA, and do they really wanna do that again in a couple of years?

And that's what eventually breaks the deal. Because Natalia can handle the dangers of the job (death is her job after all), she loves Buck's eccentricities, she loves his found family and they fit together really well. But she doesn't want children of her own. And that's not really a negotiable topic for Buck. Holding Kameron's baby in his arms really showed him how much he wants to be a dad. So they decide that even though they work as a couple and they're both rather heartbroken about this, they need different things for the future.

Eddie and Marisol have a really good relationship too. He thought she was kinda cool the first time they met and she just gets what makes him tick. He may not be in love yet, but he definitely has a crush on her. It's not like the thing with Ana. He was with Ana because he felt like that's what he was supposed to be doing, but he chose Marisol because he wanted to.

Everything is going great until one day over dinner Marisol says "I love you" and he can't say it back. Sure, he likes her. A lot. But love? She says it's okay if he's not there yet, she just wanted him to know. But as the weeks go by Eddie feels more and more uncomfortable with the situation. It's been months, why won't the big feelings just settle in? Where's the feeling of "I want more of this, I want to live with you, I want to marry you one day"?

Because in general, that is what Eddie wants. A life partner who he can share everything with. And he really likes Marisol. Why won't those two things just fit together? Marisol is a great person and patient, but at some point she notices Eddie's discomfort and sits him down to talk things over. Eddie answers her questions honestly because how else are they supposed to work things out?

At the end of the night she breaks up with him. She doesn't think that Eddie will just magically wake up one day and be madly in love with her and silently Eddie agrees. He's sad to see Marisol go and doesn't want to lose her. But it's not fair to her to keep her waiting for something that's just not gonna happen.

So coincidentally, Buck and Eddie end up single again roughly around the same time. Again. Neither goes back to dating. Eddie because if the past has shown him anything, it's that he can't force a relationship with a random stranger. Buck because he's scared of getting his hopes up again for something that the other person can't give. They just stay single and start spending more time with each other (and Christopher) again. They talk about their hopes and fears about dating and love. It just grows naturally from there.

And - magically or not - one day Eddie wakes up to the sound of laughter coming from the kitchen and the smell of fresh pancakes in the air and he steps into the room, eyes finding Buck and Chris next to each other sporting twin grins, and he's in love. Maybe the realisation should scare him, but it doesn't. It just feels normal. The sky is blue, the earth is round and Eddie Diaz is in love with his best friend.

He tells Buck later that day. It's a quiet moment, Christopher's working on a school project in his room, Eddie's washing the dishes, Buck dries. "I love you", he says calmly. There's no expectation behind it, no big speech following the statement. Buck looks at him. Surprised at first, a small smile beginning to light up his entire face. "Of course", he whispers, as if he should've known all along. "I love you too."

#buddie #911 fox #911 abc #evan buckley #eddie diaz #long post

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housewifebuck · 8 months

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S7 opens

Chimney quickly poking his head into Bucks appartment (dropping something off?), he's stood behind the kitchen island

Chimney leaves, Eddie stands up from behind the island, dumb grin on his face

AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

#chimney: hey is Eddie here I saw his truck out front #buck (sweating profusely): no sorry I haven’t seen him #asks #anonymous

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no-regretz · 13 days

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Floors, Grouped

this is a post to explain which "floors" are grouped each other as well as their residents for the no regrets au! (Will be updated when floors get removed/added)

Two Stud Town (Residents: Bive, Yum Zlurpie, Turret Joey, Swibble Dib, Jeremy, Spud, Gnarpy, Reddy, Spud, Emerson, Gregoriah)

A small town notoriously known for various extraterrestrial rumors and apparent sightings. And often popularized due to the Reddy's Rad Pizza Place. The accusations of aliens tends to not be helped with the town being near Area 51.

Area 51

Glorp 'n Go

Funny Maze (Inside the Area 51)

Fnarb

Fun Flood at Squishy's (Related to Fnarb)

Drive-Thru (Related to Fnarb)

Four Corners

Mysterious Ball Room

Red Ball Pile

Two Stud Camp

Jeremy (floor)

Mach's Playground (Mach, Pillby, DrRETRO)

Mach's very own fun realm for her to toy with. She loves to see a good challenge/plain fun when other npcs are up for it. Mach's Playground is themed all over the place, as Mach created a good chunk of it herself.

WALL OF

WHEEL OF

OFFICE OF

HALL OF

Dodge teh teapots

Dance Party

Gumball Machine

Intense Obby

Slide 4 Admin

Space Dropper

Splitsville (Residents: Split, Party Noob, Infected, Unpleasant Gradient, Pest, Prototype, Scag, Crem)

Splitsville is a city known for a game show by the same name, most of its locations tend to resemble old roblox.

Splitsville

Birthday Appartment

Infected's Appartment

Temple of, Something

Toolbox Speedway

The Subway

Superhighway

Studio Highway

Hc Ice-cream

Happy Home Party

Find the Path

FloppyShoppy

Flattywood (Residents: Wallter, Mannequin Mark, Jaoba, Enphoso, MrManuverer, MR, Jermbo (In the flesh), FleshCousin, Lampert, Buck, Glevil)

A work in progress town, it appears to always be in construction. It's residents... are strange, often inhuman looking. Whether the whole town is in a parable loop or what is a mystery. Everything's a mystery.

Flatwood

Stanley's office

UES

Sound of Scifi

Shop Space

Minefield

Mannequin Room

Hotel Room

Happy Birthday?

Hole in the wall

Flood Fill Mine

Elevator Shaft

Cardboard Mansion

3008

Button Competition

Any other floors I didn't mention are in completely separate dimensions in this au (ie Snackcore Skyblock), or I forgot :Pc

#regretevator au #regretevator #regretevator npc #Regretevator floors #No Regrets Au

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soybeaned · 13 days

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played a bit of the new shadows of doubt update. shit rocks. paid a guy 50 bucks to let me into his appartment and he didnt even bother to try and hide his sniper rifle

#shadows of doubt #.beanpost

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endvmion · 9 months

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event starter / dart throwing booth ✧ open !

❛ — you want that one ? ❜ maybe it was bold of him to ask so openly , but mamoru had been looking for an excuse to throw darts , keep his aim sharp ( not that anyone had to know ) . he wasn't too interested in the prizes though ; they'd probably look kinda funny in his minimalist appartment anyway . ❛ i'll get it for you , ❜ he handed in a few bucks to the person running the booth in exchange for a few darts , then turned to his new companion again . ❛ how many points do i need to make ? ❜

#happy birthday mamo <3 #evermorehqsstart

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tonnerredebrest · 1 year

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SEAL-ing love, or a Seal!Buck AU

(Don’t mind this title its horrible) (also my first contribution to the fandom)

Eddie joins the 118. When he asks Buck what branch he was in, the latter decides to hate him. Maybe a call and working together can bring them closer.

First day of work, and apparently there’s a beauty contest for firefighters? Eddie can still hear his old basic training sergeant screaming in his ears about they didn’t need beauty sleep, and to get out of bed at 0400 sharp. But hey, maybe that little competition could be a way to get better acquainted to the others.

He warmed up pretty nice to the 118. Henrie-, no, Hen, is of good company, her teammate Chimney - don’t ask about the name - too. The Captain Nash is a fair man, makes Eddie remember a Lieutenant from his second tour. The other members of A-shift all gave him smile too, not really up for rough housing when they heard he was in the army.

And yet, there is one person Eddie didn’t managed to get too. He is working out alone, Chimney not far from him, but he knows they aren’t alone. It’s a dark corner, a too dark one, which caught his attention. Even after three years, spacial awareness dies hard, even States side. It shouldn’t be there, which means someone created it.

Someone Eddie suspect being “Buck”, the only other member who didn’t smiled at him.

It’s true they didn’t started on the greatest of terms. When it was his turn to greet Eddie, the latter immediately recognised that posture. Straight back, feet’s just wide enough, eyes assessing if he was carrying a weapon or not.

Buck screamed military with all his might. Eddie couldn’t have known the line “Nice to meet you, Evan. Which branch?” will earn him a death stare and a colder hello than Alaskan nights. Buck didn’t respond, and promptly walked away, to everyone’s surprise. The rest didn’t heard what had been said, but they sure did saw how Buck stormed off.

Anyway, Eddie has bigger problems than a teammate not looking forward to working with him, and starring at him from afar. Who knows, maybe Buck is one of those kids who got through the Marines and found out the brutality of war unbearable, and left Afghanistan screaming and crying. Or maybe he is one of those ones who did’t get through Basic Training, and holds a grudge since. Or even one of those Airmen who did nothing appart filling paper forms and crumbling under their desires to join the battlefield and the pressure of filling AF Form 724 and AF Form 988 correctly.

Eddie doesn’t have more time to wonder about such things that the alarm goes off, and they need to go. Gearing up, he glances for a sec over his left. Buck’s sleeves are slightly upper that usual, and Eddie catching a glimpse of a wound. Gunshot, well trained, his brain supplies before he can even think about it. Huh, unusual for a firefighter.

The ride to the scene goes as smoothly as possible, and when they arrive, Eddie is sure the universe is trying to tell him something. The victim is an old man who got a grenade stuck in his leg. Eddie thought that he was military as well, but turns out he is just “an avid collector”. As they charge the man on the gurney and into the ambulance, he can swear he hears Buck muttering about “stolen valour”.

“Right, Buck, Eddie, you got with Chimney in the ambulance,” Cap says, looking expectantly at them.

Eddie just shrugs, Buck tries to argue.

“You need to trust each other, make peace, from whatever has happened between you two. Go in the ambulance, this is an order.”

Both firefighters cannot do anything against it. Eddie looks over at Buck, but the latter has already left for the vehicle. The ex-medic just sighs, and follows suit. Chimney is over checking on the vitals, while Buck and him are cleaning the wound. To Eddie’s wonder, they can actually work together.

As they try to stop the blood from covering the grande, Buck suddenly stops.

“Stop the car!” He orders, and yeah, that was 100% what Eddie used to hear back in the Army. “Stop the car, now!”

“What the hell, Buck?” Chimney seems scandalised, perfectly reflecting how Eddie is feeling.

“Look at the frag,” Buck says to him, getting his hands away from the wound.

As Eddie leans forward, his eyes immediately catch a glimpse of yellow. Shit. Practice grenades are blue, only live one yellow.

“He’s right, stop the car.”

“Why? Is this some kind of joke I’m not one?”

“You see that yellow colour? It means its a live round,” Eddie says, pointing at the leg.

“Fuck,” Chimney answers. “How has it not detonated yet?”

“I don’t know for sure-“ Eddie starts.

“The sensor hasn’t been activated,” Buck finishes.

Chimney shoots an interrogative look at Buck, as does Eddie, but he still radios Cap. Soon enough, the whole road is cleared, and the LAPD is there. Only Buck and Eddie remain in the ambulance, waiting for what’s next.

“No military help before 1 hour,” Cap comes back.

“He’s not going to make it, sir,” Eddie answers, having seen things moderately close to in.

“I know, we need to find a solution,” the captain replies, clearly already tired of this shift.

Eddie looks at the wound again. He is, was, a medic. He isn’t intimate with how a grenade works, apart from the unpin, throw, and boom part. On the other side, Buck looks at the live round as if it personally offended him.

“I’ll operate, get the sensor out,” the blond man finished by saying, just as Cap was leaving.

“What? You don’t know how to do that,” Nash answers, more confused than ever.

“I do.”

Eddie doesn't know the man for long, but he hasn’t seen someone as sure of them than now.

“Look, Cap, I’ll be here, make sure he doesn't butcher our man,” Eddie offers.

“I can’t ask that of you, Diaz. You have a kid at home.”

“You’re not asking, I’m offering.”

Both men look into each other’s eyes, before the older firefighters gives up.

“Make you you three get out of there alive,” he says as he leaves the ambulance.

Buck and Eddie immediately get work. The blond man’s mouvement are precise, his hands dont shake, like a true soldier. Soon enough, the grenade is out of the victime, who is being evacuated outside of the blast zone.

It’s only them now, with Buck having a live round in his hands.

“Give it to me,” Eddie says.

“No man, run away before it explodes,” Buck doubles down.

“It’s an order, soldier,” he doesn’t pull up rank, and he wasn’t even a non-commissioned officer, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

“Pretty sure I had a higher rank than you, mud dog.”

Ok, now Eddie knows for sure that guy is ex-military. He doesn’t have to comment on it that Cap commands them to abandons the vehicle, leaving the grenade behind.

“On three?” Buck asks, an air of challenge in his eyes.

“You bet, jar head,” Eddie replies.

Before he knows it, they are out of the ambulance, and the round explodes. Looking back at Buck, he can see his absolutely confused, then reeling. Eddie cant help it but laugh.

“Not a crayon eater, you fucker.”

It doesn't take much to take Eddie on the ground.

“Good joke, puddle pirate.”

Buck joins him in his laugh. The 118 looks at them like they lost their minds, but the adrenaline crash is familiar for them. When they catch their breath again, they are surrounded by their teammates.

“Good one, Buck,” Eddie says, extending his hands. “You can trust me anytime.”

“You too, Eddie,” the blond man answers, bringing the other in a hug.

The firefighters of the 118 let out a sight of relief, the two not fighting anymore. As they disband towards the truck, to finally get back to the station, Buck whispers something to Eddie:

“Not one of those either, ground pounder.”

Eddie wants to catch him, but it’s too late, the other ran away. As he gets back to the truck too, he makes a mental note to find out which branch, even there’s not a lot of options left. Not a Marine, not Army, not a Coast Guard. Surely not a Airman, no USAF personnel has this physique. Only one choice left: the Navy.

He catches Buck’s eyes, and cant help but wink at him. Got you, squid.

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AF Form 724 : officer feedback AF Form 988 : leave request Jar head/crayon eater: Marines Puddle pirate: Coast Guard Ground pounder/mud dog: Army Squid: Navy

#9 1 1 fic #9 1 1 #9 1 1 buddie #pre slash #fanfiction #eddie diaz #buck x eddie #evan buckley #evan buck buckely #seal evan buck buckley

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tellywoodtrash · 1 year

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// trigger warning for abuse and panic attacks //

hello TT. I'm so sorry for oversharing but i literally don't know what to do right know.

I'm 18 and my parents are abusive in an physical, mental, emotional, and every other sense.

I'm going to college this year and for years i thought that if i could just move away for college, i would be able to heal away from them. i would finally be free.

but they didn't let me apply to any out-of-state colleges. so now I'm stuck with them till idek how long. i wish i could just rent a tiny appartment or something but i don't have the money. and i can't live in any in state hostels either because they don't accept students who live in the same state.

as a result, my depression and anxiety has gotten so much worse. im having multiple panic attacks a day and i don't know what to do.

i don't know how i will survive anymore torture from them. i don't see a way out for myself. what should I do?

Dearest baby friend,

First offf, sending you biggest and tightest hugs. You are being very brave reaching out to me through your pain.

Crappy parents are just a shitty lottery result, and the worst bit is, you cannot change them. What you can change however, is how you react to them. It will take a lot of work, but train yourself to not hear the shitty things they say to you. It's extreeeemely difficult to grow out of wanting your parents' approval (esp. for us desis) but that's what you've got to do. By now you must have realised that no matter what you do, there's no pleasing them. So fuck it. Do what you think is right (PRUDENTLY, within reason; try not to rock the boat too much) and fuck their opinion. It's just white noise. Stop allowing them to affect your mood. Free yourself from them emotionally, and you'll see a lot of their power over you is diminished.

Is there anyone in the extended family you could reach out to? An aunt/uncle/grandparent etc? Maybe just work on forming a bond with someone like that, an adult whom you can trust to have your wellbeing at heart. Worst situation, you can move out to their place. But that's just in case of emergencies.

Now that you're starting college, I assume you'll have a little more freedom than you did in school, time wise. Try and use that to spend as much time away from your parents, whether it be in the college library, or with friends, etc. Come back home at reasonable times, and then just say you're exhausted and go be in your own space. Try and build a life outside of home and treat this just as a place to come rest your head at night.

Most importantly, you need to start creating an action plan to become financially independent as soon as feasibly possible. The sooner you have your own money, the quicker you can break your parents' control over you. You can move out to PGs or working women's hostels, or whatever. There are a buncha places that will pay you for small online tasks, like fiverr and upwork and stuff. All you need is your computer and an internet connection. If you have skills like graphic design and video editing etc, even better. Do some research into those. Depending on your college major, your professors might be able to help you get some small stuff within the college as well, as a research assistant or something of the sort. If/when you find a professor you form a good bond with, tell them you're interested in participating in projects or whatever, and that they should keep you in mind. These professors will also be able to give you good recommendation letters and connections when you graduate and are looking to move into the job market.

Since you don't have much disposable income rn, I realise it might not be feasible to suggest therapy to you; but please know there are online options that take like, a 1000 - 2000 bucks per session (look up The Mind Clan.) If that's not possible, I'd like you to try doing some self therapeutic reading that might be helpful. Research books written by professionals in the field (for eg Toxic Parents: Overcoming Their Hurtful Legacy and Reclaiming Your Life by Dr. Susan Forward; and Childhood Disrupted: How Your Biography Becomes Your Biology, and How You Can Heal by Donna Jackson Nakazawa) and absorb their messages and do the exercises if any, to help yourself understand how this relationship has affected both your mental and physical health, identify patterns that you may have built up as defense mechanisms to cope, and how to move forward with healing.

Please know, that you WILL eventually make it out of this situation. Maybe not now, maybe not in the current foreseeable future; but eventually you WILL become financially and emotionally independent from your parents and will be able to do as you wish. It's just about hanging in there a little longer. Use this time to prepare yourself to be self sufficient in the real world, and freedom shall come sooner than later.

Please take care of yourself in the meantime. I love you lots and am rooting for you.

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