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coal15 · 2 days
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This might be the most complex shipping situation I've ever seen
There's Camp shipping Buddie endgame and get Tommy outta here asap
Camp shipping Buddie endgame but keep Tommy around as their friend
Camp shipping eventual Buddie endgame but happily shipping Tevan in the meantime
Camp shipping Tevan as Buck's endgame while buddie remains a deep platonic love
(And you just KNOW there's at least a few 9-1-1 viewers out there praying that Buck's canon endgame li will still be a woman. But let's not count them because they could probably all fit in an elevator as most fans who didn't like the bi development either quit the show or just accepted that Buck's endgame is gonna be a dude whether they like it or not.)
I do have a dog in that fight, I want a Buddie endgame. But it wouldn't REALLY upset me one way or the other whether or not Tommy stayed on the show after Tevan broke up. But it would be my preference for him to show up sometimes as their friend. But if Tevan's relationship is going to last a while I do enjoy them together enough to low-key ship them on the way to Buddie. But if the show went with Tommy as Buck's endgame I would be disappointed about not getting Buddie. But Buck is so smitten with Tommy right now that a Tevan endgame wouldn't exactly fill me with rage. I could probably accept and even enjoy it. So like . . . the dog I have in that fight is a very mellow, peace loving dog. The kind of dog who would let anyone pet her. Which is a super weird animal to be in our current shipping climate.
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coal15 · 3 days
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New smutfic A Wierd Kind of Beautiful, in which we start on Buck and Eddie's first kiss, then flash forward ten months. They're watching a movie with Tommy and increasingly explicit stuff happens. Buck and Eddie start out a loving monogamous couple, and evolve into a loving couple with a Special Friend. IF YOU'RE ONLY DOWN WITH EITHER BUDDIE OR BUCKTOMMY EXCLUSIVELY THIS IS NOT FOR YOU, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DO NOT READ IT (**also if sub/Dom shit isn't your jam this fic will make your skin turn green and peel off) this excerpt is taken from near the beginning.
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In present day his own imagination is to blame for the unexpected flare up of the catholic guilt. He and Buck are at Tommy’s place watching the gayest ‘straight guy’ movie in all of cinematic history, the original Top Gun. Eddie happens to glance sideways and notice Tommy’s hand resting casually on Buck’s knee. Not in a flirty way, more of an ‘I’m too focused on something else to realize where my hand is’ way. Buck is likewise oblivious. Anyhow, Eddie sees this. Another man's hand on his boyfriend's bare knee. Buck's ex. The fun, cool, stupidly attractive ex they both still hang out with and really like. 
Suddenly (and completely without his permission) a shocking image drops into Eddie's brain out of nowhere: Tommy fucking Buck senseless while he watches. WHAT?! You're not allowed to think stuff like that Eddie, you’re not that guy! It’s way too . . . he’s trying to suss out what it’s ‘too’ when Tommy jolts to attention, having finally noticed where his hand is and yanking it away.
“Oh! Sorry dude, I wasn’t paying attention, I didn’t mean to-”
“It’s okay, we’re cool.” Buck says his ex with a disarming chuckle. 
Tommy leans out to look around Buck and address Eddie eye to eye. “Seriously I would never hit on your boyfriend.”
“There could be worse things.” Eddie only meant to think the words, but now they’ve escaped. They're out there. Released into the wild to wreak havoc on a thus far monogamous couple and their dear mutual friend. 
“Worse . . . things?” Tommy’s eyes dart from Eddie to Buck and back again.
“Uuuuuuuh, well-” WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING DIAZ? “It’s not like I'm insecure about our relationship or anything. So even if . . . if you and Buck were kind of . . . affectionate sometimes . . . that wouldn't be a reason for me to worry. Right?”
“Nothing will ever make me leave you,” Buck promises. Though his pitch is strained, and there's a slight tremor. He’s nervous. 
So is Eddie.
When Tommy speaks again his voice has dropped several octaves. “Affectionate . . . sometimes?” 
“Y-yeah, we tot-totally trust you.” Eddie stammers, unable to shake the images flashing through his mind like a pornographic slideshow. Sometime during their first weeks as a couple Buck had disclosed that his time with Tommy taught him how to, in his exact words, ‘top like a beast and bottom like a pro,’ and now all Eddie can think about is the three of them fucking for hours.
Buck carefully examines his boyfriend’s face, concerned and mindful of protecting their relationship above all else. “Sooooooo you don’t mind him, like . . .  touching me?”
Eddie’s breath goes shallow and the sound of blood rushes in his ears. His whole body heats up. He feels eager and uneasy at the same time. “Apparently not.” They’re venturing into new territory here, or at least they seem to be, and that’s always a bit frightening. But somehow even the fear is working for Eddie. It’s exciting. Nothing has really scared him since coming out so now the sensation, that cold blade pressed against his heart? It feels like a dare. Like he's jailed by his own core instincts and they want him to back down. Stick with the more typical sex life he’s used to. 
Not that his and Buck's sex life is boring, it's just that even with most of his religion-based guilt defeated, Eddie still spent the first months of their relationship fighting the many demons his upbringing had driven deep into his soul. The ones telling him gay men and real men were two different species. The ones telling him only women were meant to open beneath a man and accept his thrust. And those demons proved unpredictable. Sometimes they were silent, or at least reasonably quiet. Other times they howled at him, screamed a certainty that allowing another man to claim him like a woman was to betray his own manhood entirely and sacrifice it upon an altar of unnatural acts. So Buck had taken charge of guiding their sex life at first, and he'd handled it kindly. Delicately. But now Eddie wonders if Buck ever stopped with the delicate treatment, or if he was still holding back in some areas for fear of giving those demons a reason to grow bold again. ��
Moving slowly, and paying close attention to both of his friends’ body language, Tommy returns a hand to Buck’s knee. “Is this okay?” Dark robes billow around the words as they slip from his mouth.
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coal15 · 3 days
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Rating: EXPLICIT smut, sub/Dom
Characters: Buck, Eddie, Tommy
Relationships: Buddie & Buddie/Tommy
Summary: Buck and Eddie are over at Tommy's house for a movie night. Things get sexy. Then explicit.
This will be a multi chapter work.
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coal15 · 4 days
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This is so real
Oliver is unhinged, Ryan is on parole from PR jail I can only imagine how the joined interviews will be after they become canon
Interviewer: So, how do Buck and Ed-
Ryan: Yes, thank you for asking that I do believe Eddie has been in love with buck since season 3 episode 3.
Oliver: It's so great that you brought that up because Buck has wanted to make out with Eddie since his first appearance.
Ryan: Their love story is such a gift.
Oliver: Such a gift. Not saying any names, but there were people who were not on board at first.
Ryan: Yes not saying names ...but this is a printed out list if you would pass it around please.
Oliver: We are so honoured to be able to be a part of it. In fact we just so happen to have a powerpoint presentation on this exact topic with us. Dim the lights.
"Powerpoint presentation reveals the title: Just do it you fucking cowards or we will.
Ryan: This was made for a specific meeting...we forgot to change the title.
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coal15 · 6 days
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Why the hell do you people keep adding Tommy to buddie fics??? Can't we be left to enjoy buddie in peace? Honestly the disrespect is astonishing
You absolutely can enjoy buddie in peace. Just don't read the fics that include Tommy or engage with bucktommy fans. Personally I'm not a serious bucktommy fan, but they don't bother me either. For now at least. At the end of the day they're all pretend people so *shrug* no disrespect intended, I'm just out here doin' my thing. I do have four *just buddie* fics on ao3 as well, one smutty and the other three a mix of fluff, angst, and humor. You're welcome to check them out if you'd like. If not, that's fine too. 🙂👍
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coal15 · 6 days
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Did I intend to write a sweet, wholesome buddie fic? Yes. Did I end up writing super graphic Buddie/Tommy smut? Yup, sure did. Somehow. It's been a few years since I wrote buddie smut, but if anyone cares to read the last one whilst I finish up this new project, it's HERE
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coal15 · 6 days
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I just need insufferably proud boyfriend Buck
“So this is Tommy, he’s my boyfriend and he’s a pilot”
Queuing at a coffee shop when somebody says the weather is nice and Buck who goes “oh yeah, it would be perfect to fly, my boyfriend, who’s a pilot, love these type of weather”
Buck who’s bandaging somebody’s arm and trying to distract them from it “do you know that the first rescue helicopter in the US was in 1945? My boyfriend is a pilot so he told me about it”
He’s a pilot wife now
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coal15 · 15 days
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Marisol to Eddie: Something about having sex with you made me want to swear off sex forever and become a nun again. Also God hates homos and they are doomed to burn in the afterlife. Here's your house key back.
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coal15 · 16 days
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I am still cheering hard for eventual buddie canon, but in the meantime (speaking just for myself) I am looking forward to watching Buck learn and grow as he embarks on this first queer dating experience. Also now that Buck is fully revealed as bi in canon with no ambiguity, my ultimate ships on this show are The General Audience + Bi Visibility, Buck + Happiness, and Eddie + Happiness. Buddie endgame would thrill me, but if things go a different way it won't completely destroy the whole show for me. I do understand how and why it might for some, and that's valid, but the only thing that would have completely ruined it for me is if both Buck and Eddie remained 100% straight because it would mean all the passionate and vocal audience support for a bisexual Buck storyline, and/or deeply closeted 30something man wrestles through internalized homophobia to comes out storyline for Eddie was totally ignored in favor of shallower, less trailblazing options. I guess the summary of where I'm at with this show at the moment is: I'll be disappointed if canon buddie never happens because I've been invested in this amazing relationship for 6 years, watched it develop, etc. But watching Buck go through the journey of bisexual self discovery and learn to thrive in the queer community is meaningful and important enough whether it leads to buddie or not. So that's where I'm at, mates.
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coal15 · 16 days
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This please. Someone. Priddy please.
Has anyone made a gifset yet of Buck and Taylor kiss where she runs away and then Buck and Tommy kiss where he stays and plans a date?
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coal15 · 16 days
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teehee
Fox: we can't let Buck and Eddie interact, the fans will read too much into it
ABC: they already do so why not give them something to read into
Fox: the show doesn't need promoting
ABC: put the cast in front of a camera and let them say whatever the fuck they want
Fox: Maddie and Eddie are only interesting when they're traumatised
ABC: wrong again! Look at these goofballs!
Fox: Buck is the straightest straight to ever straight
ABC: *maniac giggling* he just kissed a guyyyy
Fox: ...
ABC: fuck you!
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coal15 · 23 days
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Eddie, Buck, and Tommy . . . and none of these dudes realize they're in a love triangle. Yeah, some people really do have potatoes where their brains should be.
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coal15 · 1 month
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Fucking FINALLY! After several weeks of creative stagnation, I've got a few pages of CH.11 of All Roads Lead Back written (chapter title TBD). It might take me another week or two to finish, but here's an excerpt:
It took The Almighty a full twenty seconds to suss out what happened, almost a full seven seconds longer than anything else had remained a mystery to her (supposedly) all-knowing all-seeing eye. She had been hoodwinked. Tricked, bamboozled, betrayed . . . it was all so embarrassing. This is what I get for believing I had a friend, she thought.
Yes, she had initially created The Metatron to function as her spoken voice, deliver prophecies and whatnot, but at some point she began to engage him in conversation. Casual chit-chat. And a common theme of their discussions became how draining it was to be a deity. How ceaseless the workload. A million orders and tasks a day she could handle quite easily, but as life in her beloved universe became more and more complex she often found herself planning or sorting out several billion matters at a time.
The first time Metatron brought it up, it was not phrased as a suggestion. Just an off the cuff observation. “You deserve a rest.” From there the traitor took his time, choosing God’s most exhausted moments to touch on the subject. Eventually ‘deserve’ became ‘are owed’ became ‘you should’ and finally “Well, if you’d like to pop outside the universe for a quick snooze, I’m sure Higher Angels and I can hold down the fort for a bit.”
Did he plan it all along? She wondered. Or merely see an opportunity and take advantage? 
Right before unzipping a teensy portion of her creation and stepping through, she thanked the duplicitous weasel for his thoughtfulness. The formless vastness of her being slipped outside, and the instant The Metatron zipped up behind her, it happened. A terrifying blindness. Silence. She could hear no prayers, no laughter, no heartbreak, agony, joy, new births or deaths. Nor could she sense any action of the universe she’d just left. Only a trace of her supposed friend’s smugness lingered like mist, dissipating as he retreated back to Heaven’s home office and left her in exile. 
The screaming rage lasted about a century but once it began to quiet she felt a distant hint, a prickle of connection to her universe. Or more specifically, to two distinct creatures within her universe. A dark, cranky creature, and a sweet, optimistic one. Aziraphale and the demon Crowley, of course. Especially when they teamed up she could sense them quite strongly. 
But why just them?
Solving this mystery took far longer than twenty seconds and involved pondering the whole of earthly creation, but once she did have it cracked, a flood of hope and determination lifted her spirits. Salvation was possible. Salvation would come to her someday. Yes. In her powerless blindness a new faith blossomed, and she clung to it patiently. 
For about three hundred years. Then she got bored. 
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coal15 · 1 month
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Eddie is "Figuring out who Marisol is."
International arms dealer? Drug kingpin? Scientologist? So many HILARIOUS fic possibilities, the imagination runs wild!
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coal15 · 3 months
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I decided to try my hand at writing fic for a full-on comedy. I just discovered Ghosts on CBS a few months ago, then the UK version (I seem to be one of the few who enjoys both for different reasons). Anyhow this fic is based on the US version. It is going to be multi-chapter, and it will orbit around planning Isaac and Nigel's wedding, but the the whole gang is gonna be included, as the title implies: It Takes a Village to Plan a Wedding Below is a teensy excerpt.
Sam informs Jay the happy couple is accounted for and loops an arm through his to guide him along behind their ghost friends. “Not sure what’s going on right now, but I’ll keep you posted.”
“I wish I could see them too,” Jay grumbles under his breath. Not that he wants to make a whole big thing out of it. Sure it would be a totally cool power to have, but definitely not worth doing something that might kill him on the off chance he’d survive and gain Sam’s ability. Eric didn’t. He assumes most near-deathers don’t. So he'll take relying on his wife for all ghost-y news and convo updates over the alternative any day.
The group shuffles into the room to see an unfamiliar woman hovering in mid-air behind Nigel and Isaac. She is shimmering, translucent, and adorned in fine 18th century garb with hair done up neatly. 
The new fiances take up posts on either side of her, and Isaac goes about the business of formal introductions. “Everyone, this is Beatrice. Beatrice, this is everyone. We’ve got the Livings, Sam and Jay, Sam is the one who can see us. And, in order of seniority, Thor, Sasappis, Nigel whom you just met, Hetty, Alberta, Flower, Pete, and Trevor.”
“Wait, Beatrice as in your wife?” Sam shrieks as murmurs of bewilderment ripple through the group. “Why? How?!” 
Jay has adjusted to a life of constant twists and turns by now, but still. “Hold up, what? So, he and Nigel get engaged and like a second later his wife shows up? Isaac bro, she’s either here to give you her blessing, or rip your face off!”
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coal15 · 3 months
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I want the Buckley-Diaz family to be shown in more of a FAMILY dynamic. In the way Chris gets mad at Buck. Buck has to play bad cop. Eddie relying on Buck. I need that parent dynamic all whilst Buck is on his “find what he needs” journey
I need Chim to throw the “when you love someone tell them”
I need Maddie to throw the “you said once you see them at their worst they see you at their worst”
I need Hen to say “they’re your best friend”
I need Bobby to say “you step in”
I just NEED Buck to have the realisation slap him in the face. That you don’t find it. You make it.
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coal15 · 3 months
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Hey y'all, can I ask a favor? If over the next few weeks I post something to the effect of: I've got a great fic idea for -- Literally ANY SHOW besides Good Omens or Ghosts, PUNCH ME IN THE FUCKING FACE!
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