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JJK

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She/Her // JJK on AO3 // This is a side-blog for fandom things (I follow back as @j-j-k) // Stucky, Buddie, and more.
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I have been crying on and off about that Tommy MCD fic idea since you posted about it. The way you write emotional devastation is soooo good. It always punches me in the gut.

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Thank you thank you here’s some more of it… using this as my fuck it Friday post, thanks for the tag @eddiebabygirldiaz, tagging @colonoscopys @homerforsure @chronicowboy @shitouttabuck @bigfootsmom @daffi-990 @butchdiaz @ anyone else who has stuff they want to share!
Going to put a lot of this under a cut because one its long two it’s a major character death au and there’s a bit about past contemplation of suicide. But it’s kind of happy generally I swear! This is Buck and Eddie getting together sort of!
For more of this au I’ve been tagging it ‘the seconds ticking killed us all a million years before the fall’ (lyrics from standing outside a broken phone booth with money in my hand)
I’ve hated and thought this scene was pretty good in turns over the last few hours so whatever here you go!

Eddie thinks the creaking on the front porch might be a raccoon, at first. It’s light, comes and goes for several minutes. He should probably go shoo it away, but it’s two am and he’s sore all over and can’t be damned. He’s settling further into the couch and his various ice packs when the raccoon knocks. Hesitant, hesitant, loud, loud, louder. Eddie stands up with only a slight groan, ice packs flopping all over the place, and goes to the door.

Buck stands on the other side of it.

If Eddie hadn’t been so exhausted yet in too much pain to fall asleep, he thinks he might have expected this. If he was a little more exhausted, a little more hurt, he might have admitted to hoping for it. As it is, all he can do for a moment is blink at the apparition before him. Buck is pale, wild eyed, looking somehow thinner than when they’d last seen each other not that many hours ago. His hands come up to hover near Eddie’s shoulders as Eddie is also reaching out, so he ends up with his fingers colliding into an awkward fist against Buck’s elbow.

“Eddie.” He sounds wrecked. “I’m- I’m sorry, I-”

“It’s alright,” Eddie says, soft, shaking his head. “I’m okay, Buck. I’m still okay. Like I promised.”

Buck makes a terrible little noise and steps backward, and again, off the porch. Eddie follows, hands out, trying to make sure he won’t trip. “Eddie,” he says again, “Eddie.”

“It’s okay,” Eddie says, keeping his voice low, calming, less likely to wake any neighbors. “Buck, it’s okay. Do you want to come inside?”

Buck looks up behind Eddie, where the door is wide open. Light spills through, shining in his eyes, in the unshed tears there. “I don’t want to… waste… any time I have.”

“What-”

Buck kisses him. The sound Eddie makes is more frightened than anything, even as his arms come up around Buck, to hold him close, to hold him up. It’s not- it’s wet, and Buck’s fingers almost hurt where they’re dug into the sides of Eddie’s head. Their faces are pressed too hard together, noses crushed into cheeks. Their lips are barely even aligned. Buck gasps a hitching breath into his mouth and Eddie pulls back. Not away, just enough to speak.

“Come inside,” he pleads. “Buck, come inside, just- please, come inside.”

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"Do you ever think about having kids?" The words fall from Buck's lips the moment Tommy returns from the bar with their beers. He flounders a little, mouth opening and closing like he can suck the words back in. To his credit, Tommy only blinks in surprise and takes a second too long to unwrap his fingers from the neck of the bottle when Buck reaches for it.

"Uh, no, not really," he says carefully, evenly. And Buck's only the tiniest bit disappointed that it doesn't fluster the man more. Tommy just joins him in leaning against the railing of the gazebo, hip and shoulder solid points of contact that Buck relishes in. The warm, strong weight of Tommy against him soothing the pacing dog in his chest. "I mean, I used to. When I still thought I was straight." He huffs a little laugh at himself, and Buck shares in it. A new feeling, wistful amusement. The years lost to a question you never thought to ask, or one you couldn't find the courage to answer. "It's what you do, you know? You find a nice woman, you get married, you have kids."

"Mm," Buck hums ins agreement, taking a sip of his own beer. It's a thought he's had countless times, a thought he continues to have, but now it's not always a woman standing up there at the altar with him. "You don't think about it now?"

"I never really considered it. Not with the job and everything." Tommy sighs, deep and heavy, before turning to face Buck head on. Something raw and vulnerable creeps into his eyes, and Buck finds himself standing a little steadier ready to catch whatever fragile thing Tommy is about to hand him. "The army, firefighting, Harbour. My mortality has never been a sticking point for me. I was always thinking: well, if I die, I die."

Buck sucks in a sharp breath, the words slicing through his skin like shards of a mirror long since shattered, settling in his gut like a stone of dread. How many times had he thought the exact same? How many times will he have to pay for his own carelessness by caring for someone he could lose so easily?

"I've made sure to live a life that would leave very little behind," Tommy continues. "Or I had. Until recently."

"Oh, yeah?" Buck raises an eyebrow, heart skipping once then twice. "What changed?"

"I think..." Tommy's voice is low as he sways into Buck's space. "I think I found something to stick around for."

(OR: buck comes out to chris at the wedding)

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don't know how to word it exactly but what sways me more toward tommy as buck's love interest than any other LI before is how different the initial infatuations look in comparison

abby, ali, taylor and natalia all were interested in buck but in the 'walks into dangerous situations for a living and is hot' way (and also 'young and prioritizes me' for abby, to top it off, and 'died' for natalia)

but tommy is a firefighter, pilot, etc. and used to the whole 'walks into danger' bit and knows its bullshit so all he sees in buck is an adorable dork with a heart of gold, even more adorable enthusiasm, and some awkwardness thrown into the mix - and this is how buck actually is most of the time, even when he walks into danger without hesitation

and tommy still says, 'yeah, I like this one'.

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Buck bringing Tommy to a 118 barbecue and the team all doing the older sibling thing of telling embarrassing stories about buck and buck is sulking but secretly having the best time bc his team is his family and Tommy has his arm around buck the whole time so who cares really, that Tommy is hearing the story of that time he couldn't stand on the ice rink for the fourth time?

And then Bobby gets this smile on his face, and Buck wonders what he's going to bring up, what embarrassing story he's going to have to sit through next

Except Bobby doesn't start telling a buck story.

Bobby asks Tommy if he's seen any chickens lately, and Tommy is burying his face in the hand that isn't on Buck's waist, and oh

This isn't an embarrassing buck story, it's an embarrassing Tommy story.

And buck listens with glee to the whole thing, as Tommy feebly argues that the chicken was armed, and had genuinely proven itself dangerous before giving in and muffling an embarrassed little laugh into Buck's shoulder

And yeah, buck thinks, he could get used to this

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