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aceofwhump · 1 year

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Hello! Do you by chance have any recs for blood thinner side effect fics (for Buck), or just generally long-term effects of any of his injuries/lingering conditions?

Like (can I post links? Idunno, the title is “a hundred little pieces” by renecdote)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28948266

is absolutely incredible (highly recommend!) and I’m on the lookout. Thanks!

Hi! I've def got a few fics for you. Hope you enjoy!

These are all blood thinner related:

death by blood thinners by carefulren: Buck cuts his arm during a rescue, but he doesn't realize until Eddie walks in on him half-naked in the locker room and covered in blood.

Let That Lonely Feeling Wash Away by 221BSunsetTowers: After the fight with Eddie in the grocery store, Buck drops a glass jar and cuts his hand. Buck's just too tired, thinks he's just too tiring, to do anything but buy some gauze and plan on bandaging himself up at home. Buck's not really thinking about the blood thinners he's still on when the blood loss makes him collapse outside the store, right in front of Eddie.

Bleeding Isn't Optional for Most of Us by actually18pigeons Summary: In the midst of recovering from the leg injury, Buck relapses with self-harm, but the blood thinners make that a bit more of a problem than he anticipated. So what does he do as he's bleeding out on his bathroom floor? Call Eddie of course. Major self-harm trigger warning. Be careful please.

Shaving Gone Wrong by DawnNimbus Summary: Buck not paying attention at work before shift and cuts himself shaving. Eddie freaks out because of the blood thinners. Buck had forgotten to tell the team had been off them for a while.

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These are all Buck having chronic leg pain after being crushed under a firetruck:

Flare Up by actually18pigeons Summary: Off of a chronic pain prompt - Buck has a flareup sometime between healing from the accident and being reinstated. Pre-lawsuit, pre-Buddie (but there's definitely mutual feelings).

Attack from Behind by Shearmouth Summary: For Whumptober Day 6: "Stop, please." Most days, it's nothing. A twinge if he lands on it wrong, an ache during rainstorms. Other days, Buck can't breathe.

featherlight by rogerzsteven Summary: "Can you come over?" Buck asks over the phone— he pleas, and the tremble in his voice clenches Eddie's heart. "Where are you?" Eddie springs to his feet, grabbing his coat and keys in a rush, his brows knitted and face suddenly burning up. "Are you okay?" Eddie hears another choked out mewl over the line. "I'm— I'm home." "Are you okay?" "I'm—" Buck's words get cut off by a pained groan. "God, my—my leg— I c-can't get up." 1 time Buck tends to Eddie's shoulder pain and 1 time Eddie tends to Buck's leg pain. Bad Things Happen Bingo: Chronic Pain

eddie diaz saves the day by buckaroobuddie Summary: Buck's leg acts up as he's trying to rescue someone. Eddie's there to save the day. ---- Written for the prompt "Chronic pain"

cause i will be your safety by rogerzsteven Summary: "Is it your leg?" Eddie whispers as he gives Buck's shoulder blade a gentle squeeze. Buck nods his head without even lifting his face from the pillow and whimpers quietly. Eddie sits on the edge of the couch, wraps his fingers around Buck's leg and scoots closer so he can rest Buck's leg on his lap. "Hey." Eddie says when Buck tries to get his leg free from Eddie's touch. "Let me see." Buck has a leg cramp. Eddie helps him as he can. bad things happen bingo: crying into chest

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These are all post tsunami nightmares and panic attacks:

Fall On Me by lionheartedghost Summary: “You never used to go this way,” Eddie said. “It’s quicker to take a left back on Pine and go along by the ocean.” “This way’s quicker,” Buck said absently. “Cuts out the traffic.” “No it doesn’t.” Eddie looked at him carefully. “It just cuts out the beach.” Written for the promptabuddie prompt, "Eddie helps Buck deal with his fear of water following the tsunami."

Bring Me Back by Stennerd Summary: It's been months since the tsunami and Buck had been doing just fine. All it took was walking through water to bring it all crashing back.

Bucky bear by wolfypuppypiles Summary: Buck is still struggling with nightmares after the tsunami and Eddie and Christopher come up with a plan to help him feel safe at night.

Ghost in the night by wolfypuppypiles Summary: So, apparently one of the side effects of trauma can be sleepwalking. Yeah. Buck thought it was pretty weird too. Queue worry, angst, baby gates and pep talks :)

#911 #evan buckley #911 fox #fanfics #mod replies #mod post #mod's fic recs #fic recs #whump

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ravens-words · 1 year

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Thank you to each and every one of you for following my messy little blog and helping me reach another milestone. I appreciate you all more than words can describe, and I adore you all so very much.

Now, if you fancy a a lil' fun,

🥀| For every rose, I'll share a sentence of a WIP of your choosing [Tarlos, Hangster, Buddie]

🎵| Song Association- You send me a song, I'll tell you which character/ship it reminds me of.

✒| Give me a sentence + a ship, and I'll write the next five sentences. [Tarlos, Hangster, Buddie, Madney, GraceJudd, Bobnix]

🗣|FMK- Tropes Edition!

And finally,

🖤| Send me a link to your fics/edits and I'll share which is my favorite.

My lovely mutuals, the ones I talk to all the time or barely at all, THANK YOU, I truly adore each one of you 🖤

@tkstrrand @iwonderifyouwonderaboutme @djdangerlove @laelipoo @bluenet13 @fiancechimneyhan @gracespicybradshaw @alwaysablossom @morganaspendragonss @actuallysara @bluenet13 @lilythesilly @sapphire11 @chaotictarlos @lire-casander @doublel27 @tailoredshirt @a-l-ias @detectivecarlosreyes @makingmovies @isastrxnd @tkstrands @pragmatic-optimist

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#The WIPs I have are linked!!#also- mutual or not you can send stuff!#love you all

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incorrect118buddie · 2 years

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FANFIC FRIDAY :

Alright guys , back to regularly scheduled programming with the fics .

Every Friday this page will highlight some Buddie fics ! Please send in fics that you think should be highlighted, whether it’s your own or a different author to the ask or messages inbox:

this love left a permanent mark, this love is glowing in the dark by Wannagoforthetitle

Summary : or, the one where eddie proposes at the zoo. because where else?

Hearts, Hooves, and Healing by @mansikkaomen

Summary : In the middle of nowhere, Eddie and Christopher get their start-over. In life, love, and everything else.

The Mystery of Locker Room 118 by Reccea

Summary : Everyone has a theory about why the locker room walls are glass. But the real reason is a little more supernatural than anyone expected.

I'm Underneath the Undertow, Come Dry Me Off and Hold Me Close by @221bsunsettowers

Summary : Buck is reporting at the pier when the tsunami hits, and Eddie sees it happen live on the news.

no words left unsaid (when it comes to you) by @wnchsterbegins

Summary : or, Eddie spirals a bit when Buck tells him he loves him with actual words.

#incorrect 911 quotes #evan buck buckley #911 on fox #evan buckley #christopher diaz #edmundo diaz #streaming #television #eddie and buck #buckandeddie #buddie fanfic #buddie fic

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morganaspendragonss · 2 years

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

i'm so sorry that this has been growing stale in my inbox for so long 💀 i was also tagged to do this ages ago by @breannacasey and @221bsunsettowers so guess i'll do it now 😅

thank you all!!!

not in any particular order

maybe it will turn out this time | 13.9k | T | 9-1-1: lone star

Falling in love with TK Strand wasn't part of Carlos's five-year-plan. Falling in love with anyone wasn't part of his five-year-plan, but TK... He blew like a whirlwind into Carlos's life and brought him a happiness he couldn't have even dreamed of. But tragedy is never far around the corner, and when it strikes, that happiness feels like a distant memory. * orpheus and eurydice, with a tarlos twist

quédate un segundo más | 16.7k | T | 9-1-1: lone star

A visit to the doctor and crushing results bring TK's world to a screeching halt. He can feel the weight of the day pressing down on him, threatening to suffocate him, and when Carlos gets back from his shift, well. All it takes is one look at his smile for TK to fall apart.

'till death do us part | 5.5k | T | 9-1-1: lone star

“TK, don’t you dare give up, okay, don’t you dare talk like that. You just need to focus on my voice and stay awake for a little while longer and then they’ll get you to a hospital where they’ll fix you up. You’ll be good as new right in time for the wedding.” “The wedding. Carlos, I—” “And if this is your way of getting out of making all the decisions, then it’s a little bit over the top, you know? I mean, point proven and all that, but you could have just told me.” He’s getting hysterical now, he can feel it, standing in the middle of his front room trying to keep his fiancé alive and talking when he’s god-knows-where in god-knows-what condition. But, as always, TK is there to centre him again. “Carlos, stop, please. I don't want to spend the time we have left lying to each other.” * three years after tragedy, carlos is learning how to live and love again.

now i am just but the wayward man | 2.6k | T | the umbrella academy

Ben is glaring at him again. Klaus is very familiar with this specific glare—it’s the one Ben breaks out when Klaus is being ‘stubborn’ and ‘stupid’ and ‘a fucking asshole junkie with no self-respect who only cares about the next high and, really, it’s a fucking miracle you haven’t gotten yourself killed yet, Klaus’. He has to hand it to him. Ben really does have him down to a tee. * winter is approaching and klaus has nowhere to go. his siblings are his only option—meaning he effectively has no options.

a hole where your memory goes | 4.9k | T | 9-1-1: lone star

Grace reaches out across the table, taking Carlos's hands in hers. “Carlos, we miss you,” she says softly. “I know it’s tough, but you’ve barely spoken to any of us since it happened. We’re worried. You know TK wouldn't want you to be doing this to yourself.” Carlos doesn't look up at her, continuing to pick listlessly at his sandwich. "You say that like he's dead." * two months ago, tk vanished, snatched while out on his evening run. carlos will do anything to get him back, even if that includes running himself into the ground.

#holly answers things #tag game #anonymous #writing stuff

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alwaysablossom · 2 years

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The Proposal

Part of My Tarlos Headcanons Series

Something I made purely for self indulgence after the “My Father-in-Law” comment in 3X05.

*I realized just before posting that it is Carlos’ right hand! So let’s just think TK gives him the ring after this! (Silly me!)

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princessfbi · 3 years

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I’m thinking I’m too late for the touches ask game, so feel free to absolutely ignore this if I am, but in case you’re still taking Buddie prompts can I ask for #37 public kisses ? ❤️

Public kisses and an excuse for Petty Jealous King Eddie? As you wish!

Eddie was not the jealous type.

Outwardly.

He kept that shit on the inside where it was his problem because his jealousy was a him problem and no way Buck’s.

But even he was struggling to keep it in check with the way the guy just wouldn’t take a hint.

And Eddie was very secure in his relationship with Buck. Even if they were still trying to figure it out and hadn’t quite put a label on it yet, being with Buck was one of the surest things in Eddie’s life if he was being honest. The way they kissed was groundbreaking even if it was a simple peck at the end of the night. The sex was amazing. The comfortable silence when they didn’t want to talk but didn’t want to be alone was as natural as their ability to talk about anything and everything. They were partners. Had been for years. And just because there were make out sessions and blow jobs now, that was never going to change. They didn’t need a label to be them. They were still Eddie and Buck. Buck and Eddie. Together through everything.

Including dinner.

Which had been Eddie’s idea.

At the bar that made the best burgers on this side of LA in Eddie’s opinion. And Eddie’s opinion mattered when it came to burgers because he may not fit all the Texan stereotypes but he did have some high standards for burgers.

Had he known that some creep was going be bugging Buck the entire time then he would’ve suggested a salad or something instead!

Eddie didn’t say anything at first. Buck could take care of himself and he didn't need Eddie swooping in to save him just because some asshole wouldn't leave him alone. It started when he'd sidled up next to where Buck was sitting. He and Eddie had opted to eat at the bar instead of waiting around for the table. It meant they could get in and out relatively quickly for... whatever they decided to do after their meal. The guy had promptly ignored Eddie as he pressed up into the space between them, leaning on the bar, and reeking of some kind of cologne that had to have stained his skin it was so strong.

"Buy you a drink?"

Buck had politely declined and then did so again when the guy hadn't taken no for an answer. Buck had rolled his eyes when the man walked away and they had pretended it didn't happen as they waited for their food.

But then the man had sent over a drink when their burgers arrived and Eddie, who had been hungry, was quickly losing his patience and his appetite. Buck had passed on the drink from the bartender and said he would stick to his IPA instead. And if Eddie had swung an arm over the back of Buck's barstool then so what? Buck had smiled at him and leaned into his space before he stole an onion ring off Eddie's plate.

But then by the end of their meal the creep came back and smelling more like whiskey than cologne.

"You hurt my feelings sending back my drink," he said, leaning over Buck.

"Sorry," Buck said and Eddie hated that he did that sometimes.

Buck didn't have to be sorry for half the things he said sorry for.

"But like I said," Buck added. "I'm not interested."

That should've been the end of it. It wasn't.

The man pressed up against Buck, curling his arm over the back of Buck's seat and snagged a fry off Buck's plate.

"I could make you interested." And Eddie watched as his hand on Buck's stole slid over to the curve of his butt and pushed a thumb against the sliver of skin peaking out beneath Buck's t-shirt with a possessive caress.

Eddie snapped.

"He said he isn't interested."

Eddie swiped his arm behind Buck and knocked the man's hand away, leaving his own arm around Buck's waist. The man blinked up at Eddie as if he was only just seeing him for the first time before he scowled.

"Pretty sure I was just talking to your friend."

Eddie leaned over and met the man's glare with one of his own.

"And I'm pretty sure he's told you no. Also," Eddie stopped and pressed a kiss against Buck's lips with something that was probably a little too hard and a little too clumsy and a lot jealous but Buck smiled into it all the same. "He's not my friend, asshole. Move on."

Eddie watched the man until he walked back to his friends before he sat back in his seat.

He kept his arm around Buck.

Eddie only felt a little guilty when he saw the amused smirk on Buck's face.

"Sorry," he said, taking a sip of his beer.

"We should do that more often."

Eddie quirked a brow. "What? Blow off a creep."

Buck ducked his head as he leaned into Eddie's space again.

"Well, yeah but I meant the kiss." Pink bloomed into Buck's cheeks. "That's the first time we kissed in public."

Huh.

It was, wasn't it?

Well, Eddie didn't want their first kiss in public to be because Eddie had gone all caveman on Buck.

"We should do that first one again," Eddie said, feeling bold and brave and just a little bit silly as he cupped Buck's cheek and kissed him like he should be kissed.

Soft and sweet and like he deserved the whole world where he could eat the best burger with Eddie by his side.

Buck smiled into that kiss too.

#Eddie Diaz #Evan 'Buck' Buckley #Buddie #Buddie fic #Touch Prompt Game #221bsunsettowers #answered #Petty King Eddie Diaz everyone #I love him #Evan Buckley

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breannacasey · 3 years

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Congratulations on 700 followers! I'd love 👚💌 for Tarlos :)

Thank you!

My Shirt is Your Shirt. 483 words. Gen. ao3

“Is that one of my shirts?”

TK said as he walked in to Carlos who just finished buttoning up that black, dotted shirt TK had worn the first time they’d shared a dance together. TK would never forget that night, when Carlos was bold and brave enough to ask him to dance. It was so hot, and TK couldn’t resist such a handsome man. Good thing he didn’t too.

“I wasn’t sure you’d notice, you have so many of those.”

“It just, doesn’t seem your style. Why are you wearing it?”

“Why? Does it bother you? I can change if you want.”

“As much as I enjoy seeing you shirtless, no, it’s fine, you can always borrow my clothes. I’m just curious why.”

Carlos sighed, his face falling as sadness took over him for an instant, tearing at TK’s heart for having caused it.

“I just realised that I still don’t have any nice clothes. I lost them all in the fire and I never thought to buy more.”

“You have plenty of nice clothes.”

“Not for a baptism, TK. I’m the godfather, I have to stand in front of everyone. I need a button up, and apparently, you’re the only one of us who has some.”

“Good thing some of my clothes stayed behind when I moved in with you.”

“Yes, one good thing about you not being that quick with the laundry.”

“Haha, very funny,” TK stuck out his tongue at him, taking a stab at finding something for himself. “You took the best shirt I had, didn’t you?”

“Not my fault I raided the closet first. It’ll teach you to get ready so last minute.”

TK shook his head. He ended up finding a white shirt with some black blobs, who survived the fire because after they went clubbing with Paul, they’d been so excited about having the house all to themselves that they could barely keep their hands off each other. The shirt had been lost under a piece of furniture, only to be found over a year later when Mateo was cleaning the room he now occupied.

“Before we go, I still need you to sign the card.”

“I love that we’re at the point to give a shared gift and card to people.”

“Me too.”

Carlos gave TK a kiss on the cheek while he signed the card, then they put the envelope in the gift bag and walked out of the house.

“I still can’t believe you had nothing to wear besides one of my shirts. You usually are a much better planner.”

“I know, I’m not sure what happened.”

“Paul and Marjan will never let you forget this. But I’ll be right there with you, ready with a retort.”

“My hero,” Carlos joked. “Now, let’s go, Grace will kill me if I’m late.”

He gave TK a quick kiss and drove them toward the church.

#asks #221bsunsettowers #ac 700 celebration #tarlos #my fanfic #my post #full disclosure alcohol was involved in the making of this fic so if it's bad well i'm sorry #yes this is the second time i mention carlos with this role in a fic #i am trying to manifest it #but let's real the show will probably go with owen #and tommy of course but you know there's no more charles so #back to topic i struggled a bit with that prompt and the next one is the hardest i think

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jaskierswolf · 3 years

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#20 of the cliche tropes for Geralt/Jaskier or Lambert/Aiden please 😊

#20 - You’re in a coma and I confess all my feelings only for you to wake up - Geraskier

Warnings: Injuries, hurt/comfort feels. ____________________

It had been three days since the leshen hunt, three days since he’d found Geralt broken in the woods, lying half dead next to the monster he’d slain. For a few terrible, gut-wrenching moments Jaskier had thought that Geralt was dead too. He’d known more pain in those seconds than he had in his entire life. He’d managed to carry Geralt back to town. It must have looked a strange sight, a bard carrying a witcher in his arms, but he hadn’t cared. He had been too focussed on saving the love of his life.

Geralt couldn’t die on him. Jaskier knew it that moment that he couldn’t let Geralt die on him before he had the chance to tell him the truth. He’d been a coward for too long. He was too afraid of losing the only person in his life that hadn’t pushed him away. Jaskier had always made friends quickly but he lost them just as fast. He was too loud, talked too much about everything that no one else cared about, and he was pretty terrible at judging when people were cross with him. He was always too happy to have a friend to notice when they’d stopped caring.

But Geralt had so far not forced him away.

Jaskier rest his chin on his arms as he knelt beside the sleeping witcher. Yes Geralt was often grumbling about Jaskier’s singing, or constant talking or really anything Jaskier did, but Jaskier had given Geralt plenty of chances to leave him behind. Geralt never took them. Perhaps that was why Jaskier had fallen so deeply in love with his best friend. He sighed and pouted up at Geralt’s pale face.

“When are you going to wake up, witcher? It’s been boring without you. I’d say quiet but we both know that I can talk enough for both of us,” he paused to give Geralt a chance to answer but there was still no reply. “Still, what I wouldn’t give to hear the lovely dulcet tones of your voice.”

He laughed at his own little joke.

“Yeah, yeah. I know, the lovely grunts and huffs of mild annoyance. Better? Of course it is. We both know I’m the one with the dulcet voice, and yes I know you like my voice really. I’ve caught you almost smiling at my singing before, which is practically a beaming grin in your language.”

Geralt stayed silent. Silence had never hurt so much before. Jaskier took Geralt’s hand in his.

“I need you to wake up now,” his voice cracked as he felt the tears well up in his eyes. “Geralt, please. I’ll even stop singing when you ask me to, just… wake up. I don’t know what I’ll do without you, I love you.”

He closed his eyes and the tears fell down his cheeks. He kissed Geralt’s hand.

“And I know you don’t love me back but gods I love you. I love you so fucking much so if you could not die on me, I would really appreciate it,” he paused and sniffed, wiping the tears from his face. “thanks.”

“Always so dramatic.” Geralt grunted and Jaskier’s head snapped up .

“Fuck!” He spluttered reached up to cup Geralt’s face. “Geralt, you’re awake.”

“Hmm.”

“Gods, I thought… Geralt.” Jaskier buried his face in Geralt’s hair and sobbed, the relief of hearing his friend’s voice overwhelming him.

Geralt hummed weakly. “I love you too.”

Jaskier squeaked and pulled back to stare at Geralt, oh how he had missed those golden eyes. “Wh-what?”

“You heard me.”

Jaskier swallowed and smiled fondly down at the witcher. He pressed a kiss to his forehead. “Yeah, maybe just remind me every so often though, my dear, when you’re not about to die, alright?”

“Hmm, deal.”

Jaskier sighed and kissed Geralt’s cheek as he fell back asleep. He wiped his nose and let out a shaky breath, wondering whether he’d dreamt the last five minutes. That had to be it… Geralt couldn’t possibly love him back, right?

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julek · 4 years

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Hi! 88 from the prompt list for Geraskier please? (I know they don’t really have front doors :D so they could just stumble up to wherever the other is?)

88. the one stumbling to the other’s front door after getting hurt/beaten up.

another contract, another small, austere inn. the town cemetery had been terrorized by a couple necrophages for weeks, and geralt’s presence had been a relief for the townsfolk, who had promised to pay accordingly.

jaskier sat on the small bed, legs crossed and lute propped on his lap. geralt had told him to stay put, and for whatever reason, he had actually listened, instead of going through their usual routine: geralt telling jaskier to stay, jaskier nodding in agreement, only to trail after the witcher the minute he walked out the door.

no, tonight, jaskier had stayed. he’d been going over some songs that needed revision, replacing some lines and humming new ones. he was so concentrated on a certain line—gorgeous garroter? lovely garroter?— that he almost didn’t hear the heavy knock on his door.

setting his lute aside, jaskier got up, surprised to see that daylight had died a long time ago, moonshine coming through the translucid curtains that adorned the window. his heart skipped a beat. geralt had said he’d be back before dinner, so where was he? before he had time to panic, the object of his thoughts stumbled through the door.

“geralt,” jaskier said, already moving towards what looked like a very unstable, very injured witcher. “are you okay? what—here, sit down,” he motioned to the chair in the corner of the room.

geralt inhaled sharply as he sat down, and tried to unbuckle his armor, only to have his hands swatted away. “what happened?” jaskier said softly, crouching down beside him, looking into his eyes with intent.

“wasn’t a couple necrophages,” he spat. “fucking thirteen of them.”

jaskier made quick use of his fingers, and in a matter of seconds, geralt’s armor had come off. he checked geralt’s sides for injuries, and found only a couple superficial cuts. relieved, he put his hands on geralt’s shoulders, steadying him.

“bastards,” he said, shaking his head. “first, they try to make us sleep in the forest” —the innkeeper hadn’t been happy to rent geralt a room, but jaskier had charmed his way through— ”and now, they lie to you. to you! the witcher they hired to save their stupid town!”

geralt grunted in reply. fuck, he was tired. thirteen necrophages weren’t a big contract, but it had been an unpleasant surprise, taking into consideration he had prepared his blades for two. now he was a mess, hair tangled and caked with blood, muscles burning.

“—i’ll go and talk to the alderman myself! who do these people think they are, treating you like this? you could’ve died!” jaskier, ever the dramatic, was already offended on his behalf. “they better pay you what you’re truly owed, otherwise—”

jaskier’s rage was interrupted by geralt pressing his forehead to his chest. his fingers immediately, almost naturally, found their way to geralt’s shoulders, rubbing small circles on his blood-soaked shirt, feeling the muscles relax.

“are you okay, dear?”

“hmm.” geralt pressed his head to jaskier’s stomach, now facing the wall. he closed his eyes, basking in the quietude of the moment. “before you torch the alderman’s house...”

“yes? what can i do?” jaskier asked softly, his hands warm on geralt’s neck.

“stay here.” geralt lifted jaskier’s shirt a little, and pressed a kiss to the warm skin of his stomach.

“of course, love.”

send me a prompt from this list and i’ll write a small drabble!

#thanks for the prompt!! i really hope u like it <3 i had fun writing it #mywriting #will i ever write something in which they're not soft? probably not #answered #221bsunsettowers #geraskier

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diazboys · 3 years

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For the three sentences, how about Buck/Eddie, they actually are true crime podcasters? ;)

lmao i love this one, thank you so much ♥

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“...and that’s why it’s not really accurate to say that there are 206 bones in a human body since they can still fuse through your life and — depending on many factors — you can go to even less than 190 late in life,” Buck says.

“Which,” Eddie chimes in, not able to stop the fond look he gives Buck over the microphone, “is in no way related to the case of Deborah Jones we’ve been just discussing but it’s still a mind-blowing thing to learn, so thanks for this, Buck.”

“Oh, right,” Buck chuckles and smiles at Eddie sheepishly. “Sorry but where were we?”

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send me a pairing, a setting and I’ll write you a 3 sentence fic

#buddie #buddie fic #buddie ficlet #thank you! hope you like it ♥#they'd be a disaster podcasters but i love them for it #the episodes would last like 1.5h cause Eddie would refuse to edit out all of Buck's facts #ANYWAYS!#thank you again and pls feel free to send me more #i love those things #3 sentence fics #my writing #221bsunsettowers #ask

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reyesstrand · 3 years

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I am loving your Tarlos series! My guess is they are all claimed, but just in case, for physical affection, #4, 10, or 23 for Tarlos please? :)

thank you so much!! i went with #23 for this one—i hope you enjoy 💗

all prompts are from this list (requests closed!) also available on ao3!

Carlos has to admit that of all the things he’s learned about TK over the past few months they’ve been together, his boyfriend despising mornings doesn’t necessarily surprise him.

And it might be his favourite thing about him.

Well—that might be a bit of a stretch. Carlos finds it hard to pinpoint one favourite thing about his boyfriend. It’s his adorable pout when he wants something and his quiet mischief and his adrenaline-junkie ways whenever he’s paired up with Marjan on calls. It’s his loud laugh that bubbles out of him and the way he wears his heart on his sleeve and how tactile he is, always quick to show his affection with soft touches and lingering kisses.

But TK in the mornings? Yeah, it’s definitely up there.

Carlos smooths TK’s bedhead back from his forehead as he wakes up at his normal time on his days off: eight in the morning, which his boyfriend often tells him is a mortal sin. He loves waking up to his boyfriend, who has been slowly making himself at home in both Carlos’ heart and his condo. He comes over whenever they’re both off-shift, frequently spending the night so they can hang out as often as they can. There are still nights they spend apart, usually whenever Owen has an early chemo appointment and TK wants to go with him, but they’re together often enough that a routine has begun to develop.

For instance, he knows that as he gets out of bed now, he’ll probably have an hour until TK comes looking for him and breakfast. On some mornings, he’s able to convince TK to go for a run with him, but Carlos figures that today’s a good a day as any to just stay in.

He showers and dresses in clothes he wears just to lounge around the house: a well-worn APD shirt he’s had for years and sweats. Carlos is light on his feet as he moves around his kitchen, leaving the TV on in the other room at a low volume so he can occasionally look over and watch the morning news as he preps breakfast.

As he starts up the coffee machine, he smiles as he hears approaching footsteps.

“Morning, Sleeping Beauty,” he says through a smile as he feels arms curl around his waist.

TK makes an indiscernible noise in response. It sounds a lot like it’s too early, but since it’s grumbled into the space between his shoulder blades, it’s a little too hard to tell. Carlos grins about it either way.

He continues moving about the kitchen, pouring two mugs of coffee and heating up a pan to make them omelettes.

“You know, if you wanna eat, you’re going to have to let me go, Ty,” Carlos says, keeping his tone light because if he’s honest, TK letting go of him is the last thing he wants.

“Not yet,” TK murmurs, nuzzling his face into the nape of Carlos’ neck. When he does pull his arms away a few moments later, Carlos gets his first glimpse of TK: all mussed up hair and crinkly eyes. TK looks at him with a soft smile, the question written across his face.

“Come here,” Carlos says, a small smile pulling at the corner of his mouth as he opens his arms. TK grins and shuffles closer, always more eager for physical touch in the mornings. His arms slide around Carlos’ shoulders as Carlos curls his own around TK’s middle, holding him tight. He can feel TK smile against the crook of his neck before he presses a kiss there.

Time seems to melt around them as they hug, a common occurrence in their relationship. But it starts stretching out into a considerably long embrace, to the point where Carlos has to awkwardly pull one arm back to fumble behind him, turning down the heat on the stovetop.

“Sweetheart...” Carlos starts, about ready to face the devastating task of pulling out of TK’s hug in exchange of saving their breakfast, when TK burrows closer.

“Nope,” TK says, tightening his hold. “Gonna hug you forever.”

He considers it for a moment—to some, might that seem to be too long. Hell, even the minutes they’ve currently spent in this embrace might be considered too long, but to him, Carlos finds it would never be enough time.

Eventually, he huffs a little laugh, and kisses TK’s hair. “That sounds great, but then we couldn’t do other things.”

“Oh yeah?” TK asks, pulling his head back enough to look him in the eye, that mischievous glint he loves so much already there in his gaze. Carlos cups his boyfriend’s face, lightly dragging his thumbs against his cheeks. “Like what?”

“This, for one,” Carlos says, already leaning in to kiss TK. TK smiles into it and curls his fingers into Carlos’ shirt near his ribs, pressing their fronts completely together.

“Would hate to lose out on doing that,” TK murmurs, brushing their noses before he leans in for another kiss. Carlos laughs against his mouth and kisses him back, before finally pulling back.

“Come on, I’ll teach you,” Carlos gestures toward the ingredients he has sprawled out over the counter, tugging lightly on TK’s hips.

It’s been a bit of a tradition, Carlos showing TK simple recipes. His boyfriend’s eyes flash with beloved amusement as he follows Carlos’ lead, and it’s how they spend their morning: sharing kisses sweet with coffee and sugars from the fruit, playfully bumping hips and curling up on the couch when they’re finished breakfast.

And, Carlos has to admit, it’s kind of perfect.

#tarlos #911 lone star #tarlos fic #my fic #221bsunsettowers

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bounce-a-coin-off-your-witcher · 3 years

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Please feel free to tell me to stop 🤣 Pirate AU-(all Captain Geralt) -they run into a member of Jaskier’s family/old friend who is actually super happy for Jaskier; someone has written a bawdy ballad about Geralt &Jaskier & of course Jaskier loves it &immediately learns how to play it; turns out Geralt &Jaskier’s romance has sparked a trend of nobles trying to be stowaways on pirate ships; someone slips Jaskier poison in his drink at a tavern; someone tries to assassinate Geralt & almost does

Ohhhh I love the ballad idea!

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“Gracious, Geralt, I think that’s a song about us!” Jaskier clapped excitedly. The Captain perked up his ears to listen, focusing on the lyrics the half-exhausted bard was slinging as he played his world-weary lute.

“I shall tell thee all a tale

About a curséd noble,

Whose legs could turn into a tail

And always brought some trouble!”

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“Twas he who loved a pirate fair

The White Wolf of Kaer Morhen,

He isn’t really one to share,

I’m issuin’ fair warnin’!”

Jaskier clapped and sang along on the second round, giggling happily the entire time. “Can you believe it, Captain, an entire song about us!”

“Great.” the White Wolf frowned into his tankard. “Now I’m in a song.”

“Hmm,” the half-siren winked playfully at his husband.

“Aye, and a lovely song, too.”

#geraskier #221bsunsettowers #bouncey's buddies #geraskier fluff #geraskier pirate au #geraskier swashbuckling au #pirate au #witcher pirate au #bouncey tries to write a shanty #established relationship #pirate geralt #captain geralt #siren jaskier #creature jaskier #pre-ciri

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ravens-words · 2 years

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This really means the world to me! 600 may not be a big number, but for someone who hadn't meant to do much more than lurk on tumblr, it is. Thank you to each and every one of you for following this mess of a blog, I appreciate and adore you all so very much 🖤

Some fun stuff (you can send these on or off anon!)

💗 Send me a fluff prompt + a prompt from this fluff bingo, and I'll write ~600 words for it. (Tarlos, Buddie, Malex)

💔 Send me an angst prompt + a prompt from this angst bingo, and I'll write ~600 words for it. (Tarlos, Buddie, Malex)

💓 Send me a ship + a sentence and I’ll write the next 5 (or more) sentences. (All Ships in 911, LS, RNM)

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⚜ FMK, Would You Rathers, Have You Ever, or Make Me Choose??

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jemmalynette · 3 years

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The Kingdom Lights Shine Just for Me and You | Tarlos AU poster requested by @221bsunsettowers

Read HERE

REQUEST A POSTER

#911 lone star #tarlos #tk strand #carlos reyes #tk x carlos #manip #tarlos manip #221bsunsettowers #my edits #my edits: 911 lone star #my manips #fanfic #fanfiction #poster request

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morganaspendragonss · 2 years

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tagged by @buckybarnesalways to share the top 10 songs on my spotify on repeat!

soldier, poet, king - the oh hellos

tongues & teeth - the crane wives

dionysus - tomo

please don't say you love me - alessia mamino

like real people do - hozier

daniel in the den - bastille

a deer mistaking candles for headlights - crywank

fight for it - lucy spraggan

i will follow you into the dark - death cab for cutie

curses - the crane wives

no pressure tagging: @terramous @reyesstrand @doublel27 @moviegeek03 @guerin-michael @221bsunsettowers

#tag game #music

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alwaysablossom · 2 years

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“Come back to bed, Baby”

Inspired by @a-l-ias‘s and @immortalstrand‘s comments on the Photo of Carlos in glasses. (Credits: @rafaelsilvasource)

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