everyday I pray Zillow makes a comment section

i dont think we fit on the bed

buck/eddie/tommy | 7,4k | explicit

“So, which one is it going to be, Evan?” Tommy asked, rubbing himself on Buck’s ass, but not quite giving him anything. Buck made a confused sound, so he continued, “Which one of us is gonna get to fuck you today?”

He groaned, the phantom pleasure a bit overwhelming. Eddie cupped his jaw, running his fingers through his hair while he decided. It’s not like it was ever an easy choice. It usually led him to picking the one he hadn’t last time, but this time…

“Both,” he muttered, and he felt both of his boyfriends tense at the answer. “However you want it, just— both.”

OR: Stablished buddietommy takes the day off. (Includes Tommy and Eddie taking care of Buck in various ways + a little domestic fluff).

Read on ao3

911 7x04 Buck, Bothered and Bewildered

♡ countdown to the madney wedding ♡ (5 days) ↳ 3.18: what's next?

I know you were doing your job. And I'm proud of you for that, but there is a small selfish part of me that wishes you didn't want to anymore.

kiss it when you're done by bigfootsmom on ao3

bucktommy • explicit • 2.3k

“Yes, yes— Tommy, please! Please please pleasepleaseplease—” Buck babbles, begging with a ruined voice for Tommy to come inside of him.  Tommy starts pulling away, cold air rushing in between them as he sits back on his knees. Buck panics, stomach flipping as he flails out, grabbing at Tommy’s arms and squeezing his legs around him.  “Wh–what are you doing?” He cries out, looking at Tommy with wild eyes as he tries to keep him close.  “Evan—” Tommy’s voice is strained as he holds himself perfectly still, a knot of concern forming between his brows as he swallows. “I’m gonna— baby, I’m not wearing a condom.”  Buck is not a fan of the pull out method.

read on ao3

Hen Wilson 9-1-1 | 7x05: You Don't Know Me

don't just stand there

chapter three: "Get a room, you two!"

this is part four of the 5+1 "eddie cockblocks bucktommy in ways that defy all rational explanation" fic :)

Buck smiled, waving at his friends, and watched them hop into their respective vehicles. The whole time, his other hand was finishing the buttons and reaching into Tommy's jeans.  "You're incorrigible," Tommy said, a little breathless. "They haven't even pulled out of the parking lot." "Traffic's going to be insane," Buck said, luxuriating in the familiar weight of Tommy's cock in his hand. "It'll take at least forty minutes to get home, and you can't make me wait that long, babe, you just can't."  "So needy," Tommy said fondly, carding his fingers through Buck's hair. "You know, I had plans to take you out for an early dinner, wine and dine you a bit - " "Sounds like a great plan," Buck grinned. "But it'll have to wait until after you cum in my mouth. That cool with you?"  Instead of answering, Tommy used the hand in his hair to push Buck's head into his lap. 

tags under the cut for folks who might care about this update:

@missmagooglie @comeon-intothemadhouse @aringofsalt @theotherbuckley @sadieb798

@casismybestfriend @devirnis @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels @faggyangel @evanbi-ckley

@exstasiswings @moonstonediaz @babytrapperdiaz @buckttommy @rainbow-nerdss

@swiftieeddie @werewolfzero @dangerpronebuddie @karrieharrie @honorarybuckley

@powersuitup @usersiren @sunglassesmish @bigfootsmom

Tattoo?!!!!

yeah!!! tattoo!!!! I got a girl luna moth (she's a girl cause she's got thin antennae) on my upper thigh (I will not post a picture because tumblr does not need to see that much of me aksjhgksjd) it was my first tattoo and the artist told me I sat well and got a good grade in tattoo :3 <3 <3

idk what this tag game is called but I was tagged by @smallandalmosthonest <3 <3 <3

Last song: Rush - Troye Sivan (i was looking for a title for my fic I just posted)

Fav colour: pink <3 the pink of a peach, the pink of the inside of a conch shell, the pink of a sun set just pink pink pink

Currently watching: i cannot commit to a new show so I randomly cycle through rewatching 911, csi, x-files, daredevil, and hannibal <3

Relationship status: very much taken by the loml @usersiren <3

Current obsession: probably 911 and my new tattoo

Last search: .... "is snowballing the same as cum eating" :/ I wanted to make sure I tagged my fic correctly :/

tagging some beloveds @usersiren, @swiftietartt, @honestlydarkprincess, @holdmygum, @maygrantgf

@bisexual-buck , @princessfbi

tags for fuck it friday <3

tagged by @smallandalmosthonest, @tizniz, @bidisasterevankinard <3 <3 <3

tagging @usersiren, @swiftietartt, @honestlydarkprincess, @underwaterninja13, @father-salmon

@giddyupbuck @hoodie-buck @loserdiaz @monsterrae1 @half-bakedboy

@devirnis @maygrantgf @princessfbi @homerforsure

@housewifebuck @colonoscopys @eddiebabygirldiaz @try-set-me-on-fire @bibuddie

@shyaudacity, @holdmygum, and anyone else who would like to post something!!!

kiss it when you're done by bigfootsmom on ao3

bucktommy • explicit • 2.3k

“Yes, yes— Tommy, please! Please please pleasepleaseplease—” Buck babbles, begging with a ruined voice for Tommy to come inside of him.  Tommy starts pulling away, cold air rushing in between them as he sits back on his knees. Buck panics, stomach flipping as he flails out, grabbing at Tommy’s arms and squeezing his legs around him.  “Wh–what are you doing?” He cries out, looking at Tommy with wild eyes as he tries to keep him close.  “Evan—” Tommy’s voice is strained as he holds himself perfectly still, a knot of concern forming between his brows as he swallows. “I’m gonna— baby, I’m not wearing a condom.”  Buck is not a fan of the pull out method.

read on ao3

i'll build a house out of the mess (i'll give you the best years)

2.7k | mature | read on ao3

“I— I mean yeah! Definitely!” Buck’s quick to reassure him, nodding as he crouches down to decant some paint into the tray. “Although, babe, I don’t know why you keep checking in with me! I— I mean I’m completely flattered, don’t get me wrong, but it’s your house, Tommy. Ultimately, the only opinion that matters on any of this stuff is yours.” A silence settles over them as Buck continues setting up the paint in the tray, and Tommy opens his mouth and closes it a couple of times, trying to figure out a way to say what he wants to without sounding like he’s lost the entire fucking plot. “It’s not.” “It’s not what, babe?” Evan says, not even looking up. Tommy’s almost glad, is the thing. He feels a little frayed raw, somehow. A little more exposed than he planned to be. “It’s…it’s not just my house, Evan.” He begins, wetting his lips, his hand flexing around the paint roller. “It’s…it’s also going to be yours, one day.” (Tommy buys a house. Both him and Buck have some feelings about it.)

read the rest on ao3

tags below the cut!!

@usereddie @bucktommys @canonbibuck @honestlydarkprincess @swiftietartt

@bigfootsmom @loveyouanyway @buckdatesboys @messyhairdiaz @evankinard

@hepbaestus @queerbuck @nilshki @comfortbuddie @babyboybuckley

@silassstingy @zouisalmightie @bisexualdisasterbuckley @alex1424

fuck it fridayyyyyyyyy

tagged by @dangerpronebuddie

oh you KNOW it's gotta be a snippet from don't just stand there. i'm hoping to have this totally finished by the time the next ep drops.

this is a bit from part four of the 5+1 eddie-keeps-walking-in-on-bucktommy-getting-nasty

He'd been thinking about the sex toy box all day. It had been a pretty slow shift, at least for the A-shift at the 118, and Tommy was on his two-off. When Bobby dismissed his team, Buck changed into his civvies fast enough to give himself whiplash, eager to spend the next twenty-four hours naked and satiated with his sweet, gentle, relentlessly seductive boyfriend. He was so keyed up that he was the first one out the door, while Eddie and Chim were still in the showers; Tommy was already waiting in the Jeep, having moved to the passenger seat, because he knew Buck loved to drive and he was so fucking thoughtful. Buck simply had to blow him about it. "Jesus, Evan," Tommy gasped - Buck had barely closed the driver's side door behind him before he was licking into Tommy's mouth and fumbling at his fly. "Whatever happened to how was your day, sweetheart?" "You can still talk with your dick in my mouth," Buck pointed out, pressing kisses along Tommy's jawline. He had a day's worth of stubble and it was driving Buck wild. "And my day was great, sweetheart, how was yours?"

none pressure with left beef tags under the cut!!!

@missmagooglie @comeon-intothemadhouse @aringofsalt @theotherbuckley @sadieb798

@casismybestfriend @devirnis @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels @faggyangel @evanbi-ckley

@exstasiswings @moonstonediaz @babytrapperdiaz @buckttommy @rainbow-nerdss

@swiftieeddie @werewolfzero @karrieharrie @honorarybuckley @powersuitup

@usersiren @sunglassesmish @bigfootsmom

I want to dance with you tonight (and for the rest of my life)

Bucktommy / E / 14 932 words

Cover by @ronordmann 💙

Mood board by me

Three months after Tommy kissed him passed so fast, but Buck enjoyed every second of it. Every date, kiss, hug, sex. Every text till the next opportunity to meet again between their shifts. Tommy makes him feel happy, giddy, smitten and, most importantly, wanted. He isn’t the one chasing so hard he forgets about himself this time, or the passive one, letting relationships just come to him, not trying to do much. No, now he takes as much as he gets. Of course, during their first three weeks Tommy was the one who was making most of the moves. He would set the dates, time and date, just asking Buck if he wanted to have another date and then tell him when and where it would be. Tommy was the one buying him flowers, initiating kisses or any form, even not sexual intimacy - always making sure Buck was ok with everything, never rushing him to do something Buck didn’t want to. And it made Buck feel safe. Soon he was the one to lean and kiss the man, or hug, or put his hand on Tommy’s tight, while the man would drive him to the next date’s destination, any time he wanted. Or Buck and Tommy enjoy their relationships, fall in love and go to Madney wedding together

Fuck It Friday 🔅

Sorry, y'all. That's all I got for you on this. Just...yeah.

The Penguin Conversation (2.3K)

“Evan.” Buck’s hands tighten around Eddie’s. “We need to talk about it.” “No.” He hates that his husband’s voice shakes on one simple word, but if they don’t do this now, then there won’t be time again. And Eddie would rather do it here and now, in a place that can wrap them up in safety and comfort. “Please…” “B-but…we….no…” Reluctantly, Eddie pulls away and shifts until he can face Buck properly, unsurprised to see those stunning blue eyes rimmed red. “It’s time.”

OR: A heavy conversation between Buck and Eddie at the penguin exhibit.

READ ON A03

NP tagging: @hippolotamus, @actualalligator, @actuallyitsellie, @perfectlysunny02, @bidisasterevankinard, @spotsandsocks, @fortheloveofbuddie, @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove, @theotherbuckley, @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, @dangerpronebuddie, @kitteneddiediaz, @incorrect9-1-1, @underwaterninja13, @bigfootsmom, @princessfbi 🩵