#walkedlegacy

[walkedfire]

“  are you sure you’re okay?  ”

there's only an hour left of the shift , and while its a short shift it feels stretched out . from the first hour to the eleventh it was call after call . buck doesn't ever complain out loud , not really . he knows it can't be helped , he doesn't want to shame anyone . but its a twelve hour shift without so much as a chance to eat , to rest . he feels worn out , more so now after everything thats happened to him physically . its just another thing he doesn't say out loud .

anya's voice catches him off guard , buck stops where he's putting his gear away . a 'huh' leaving his lips before he can fully process her words . it takes him a moment , wondering if he received a more substantial injury than whats expected on the job . his ribs hurt where he landed ; there was no choice with the way the cliff side had been crumbling around them . he'd taken the brunt of the fall , the patient on top so not to add to the injuries . "yeah i'm fine , " he says with a wave of his hand . "it just knocked me out for a bit because i haven't eaten , besides the granola bar i had in my pocket ... i think it was expired ." the last parts are said lower , eyes on his locker . almost like he didn't mean for them to slip out .

"promise it'll take more than a fall to take me out , though i probably shouldn't say that in this line of work and jinx myself."

#[ in character ] your boldness stands alone amongst the wreck #( i hope its okay!) #walkedlegacy

[walkeddeath]

i am going to tell you what you're experiencing soul-crushing nostalgia towards right now

a place you once knew

maybe it's somewhere you visited once, somewhere you go regularly, or somewhere you lived at one point. regardless, you long desperately to go back and just be. just exist there. is it the landscape you miss? the excitement of a city or the pleasant solitude of a small town? is it the people? do you need to make something right there? whatever it is, you need to go back. your heart is aching. you can't stop picturing yourself walking the streets, taking in your surroundings. did you know you'd feel this way when you were there? how could you have predicted this feeling when you had it all in the moment?

tagged by: @llosgcariad tagging: @walkedfire @walkedlegacy @walkedrage @saralans @rebuiltmyself @americanedpsycho

#fuck right off #₊ ⊹ how am i supposed to shalala in this emotional state • dash games.

[tsarnvoiny]

PSA : ANYA'S RELATIONSHIP STATUS.

okay so i was thinking a lot recently about anya and her journey with dating. as far as anya goes ( her au verses do not count and are on @walkedlegacy ) she's VERY PARTICULAR ABOUT RELATIONSHIPS , and this includes any and all but mostly pertaining to romantic relationships. i'm also very protective of her when it comes to relationships. she's not good at them , and you really need to be a specific type of person. so going forward , anya's default romantic interest will be WADE WILSON ( specifically written by @marvelmyriad ) this is for both my comfort and anya's. i'm still open to ships , but keep in mind that anya doesn't see romance the same way as others , and i won't be changing her views. she's polyamorous and so am i and i intend to show that in her story. THIS SITE WILL CONTINUE TO NOT DO CHEATING PLOTS.

#caffeine fueled hyper fixation 《 ooc 》 #important overrides 《 psa 》

[walkedlegacy]

f1rechaser is now walkedlegacy.

#˗ˏˋcaffein fueled hyper fixation ⨾ ooc.

[warwidcw]

VERSE : THIS LIFE WE CHOOSE (co-written with @walkedlegacy/@walkedwar)

Natalia "Natasha" Romanova decided to retire from being a spy, SHIELD agent and Avenger. As long as no one tries to pull her back in to that life, she's officially done. Deciding on a new career path that's just as adrenaline filled and she can still use her abilities, she signs up for the fire academy. During her training, she's proven to be one of the best candidates ever seen in a while, and Captain Robert Nash requests her specifically because of her high numbers. Natasha moves back to Los Angeles, California after so long, and starts her new life with Firehouse 118.

mutuals can like and reblog. personals don't interact

#( she wants to be everything ) / * edits .

[walkedfire]

@f1rechaser continued from here

it had gone wrong fast , a gas explosion that was meant to be contained . they had been clear , except for anya . buck had spent the night in the waiting room . the rest of 118 had come , of course , but anya had been in surgery for hours and they all had lives to go back to .

he goes back home only briefly , changing into normal clothes and drinking his fourth cup of coffee . by the time he comes back anya is awake and out of surgery , buck can't help but fret over her . buck raises an eyebrow at her , sitting down in the chair next to the bed . "two nights and a week of work," he says . he already spoke to bobby , knowing the man would be asleep and buck would stay at the hospital .

theres a pause , buck struggles to find the words without coming across as pushy . " all we heard was the explosion , you're just lucky you weren't further in the house ." leaning forwards he reaches out for anya's hand . "please just rest okay, for me."

#[ in character ] your boldness stands alone amongst the wreck #walkedlegacy

[walkedfire]

your lover going to walk away, but you grab them and pull them back in for a kiss before they go.

the kids where long since put to bed , it was buck's week but with them now living next to each other it didn't really matter much . there where still dirty dishes in the sink from dinner , toys from the lego castle they had attempted to build . it was in one word domestic . and buck craved and loved it more than anything .

it was getting late , nearing midnight . and something in buck was twisting with worry , the desire to do more had been there before a while . he wasn't sure what made him do it , he knew why . the feelings had been there for a while , even if he wanted to deny them . even if buck wanted to bury them deep down in favour of not making a mess of the life they had built .

anya was half way to the door and buck couldn't watch her leave again . he'd done it too many times before . he's following close behind , as he does every time . but before anya can open the door , cross the threshold , he takes her by the wrist . his other hand finds her face , cup it gently . "i hope i don't screw this up," he whispers before pulling anya closer , lips finding hers in a gentle kiss .

#[ in character ] your boldness stands alone amongst the wreck #walkedlegacy

[walkedfire]

@f1rechaser continued from here

the words had slipped out without him meaning to say them , he'd blame it on him being tired but he's had a full eight hours of sleep . leaning further on the kitchen counter buck runs a hand over his jaw . he knew going into the job that it came with risks . at most buck thought he'd get some broken bones , some burns .

but it went so much further than that . the weight of it seems to be weighing him down more and more . he tries to shake away the thoughts , pushing himself off the counter and making his way to the coffee machine .

he finds its easier to talk with his back to her , he doesn't know why . he works slowly at filling the coffee machine , emptying the old grounds . "i didn't have it for a long time ," a glance over his shoulde , "people to lean on i mean ."

as the coffee brews there's no excuse to have his back to anya , he turns , leaning against the counter . "i sometimes forget there's people to fall back on . it makes it harder and easier ," his face scrunches up for a brief moment . "having people to fall back on . but not wanting to burden them."

#[ in character ] your boldness stands alone amongst the wreck #walkedlegacy

[walkedfire]

Kissing down your lover's body.

he wasn't sure how they ended up where they where . buck knew , logically . but everything felt too fast and too slow all at once . like they had been building to this for months ; years . they had come close , that singular night years ago . from there it simply built . buck had never wanted to rock the boat , of course that had changed months ago with the kiss . it had been slow going since then , mostly because buck didn't want to screw things up .

there wasn't anything terribly romantic about the evening , the twins had been dropped off at bobby & athena's for some quality grandparent time . dinner had been nothing more than takeout in front of a movie . and now they where here . together again , limbs pressed against each other .

he kissed her , they kissed each other ; over and over . to the point buck felt almost drunk on it . he wanted more , the singular night years ago burned into his mind . he trailed his lips down anya's neck , slowly , gently . as much as he wanted to take , to give . he wanted to savour it . pushing her shirt up buck continues trailing slow languid kisses down anya's body , stopping between her breasts . down lower , slower . he only glances up when he reaches her stomach , glancing up with her with an expression that can only be described as both hunger and adoration .

#[ in character ] your boldness stands alone amongst the wreck #suggestive tw #usfw #walkedlegacy

[walkedfire]

care-taking - muse a rubs muse b’s arms repeatedly to get some warm into them ( flipped a coin and got a - buck and b - anya )

LA didn't get cold , not like other states . that didn't mean the temperature didn't drop , or that a cold snap wasn't unheard of . the call should have been simple , drunk college kids and a party . a slip on the deck and too much blood . only the party hadn't stopped when they arrived and buck spent the whole time on crowd control and trying to stop fights breaking out .

he wasn't sure what had happened or when until they where back in the truck . buck grabbed the shock blanket from the truck as he climbed in , pulling it around her . there where warmer blankets back at the station , he was thankful they weren't too far away .

leaning forwards buck rubbed his own hands along anya's arms trying to get some warmth back into her . he could only guess how cold the water in the pool was if anya's temperature was anything to go by . "how you feelin' ?" he asked , concerned but also pushing to keep her awake .

#[ in character ] your boldness stands alone amongst the wreck #walkedlegacy

[walkedfire]

ENDLESS EDITS FT ANYA . DONT REBLOG UNLESS TAGGED

@f1rechaser

#[ other ] edits #[ visage ] born to rain clouds when they blew the flame out #[ walkedlegacy ] you made me feel as though i was enough

[walkeddeath]

i'll tell you when you get your soft, italicized, "Oh."

the late-night talk

Oh. you figure it out when you realize just how vulnerable they are willing to be with you. it isn't everybody who could or would stay up talking into the night with you, not with such affection or easy familiarity. it isn't everybody who is so understanding of you. it isn't everybody who could bare their soul to you in return. that kind of intimacy... it means deep foundations. it means comfort. it means trust. maybe it's a secret, maybe it's a story, maybe it's something you just never thought of before -- but they say something, late at night, and you realize all at once how remarkable they are, and how special it is to exist in the same time and space as them. "oh" indeed.

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#oh! #₊ ⊹ how am i supposed to shalala in this emotional state • dash games.

[walkedfire]

ON HIATUS

ASHES denote that fire was ; respect the grayest pile for the departed creature’s sake that hovered there awhile . FIRE exists the first in light , and then consolidates ,— only the chemist can disclose into what carbonates .

a private & selective writing blog for firefighter evan 'buck' buckley from the show 911 . this blog is headcanon based , strictly twenty-one plus , mutuals only , extremely slow at replying & queue based . please read rules before following . affiliated with — walkeddeath , walkedlegacy , razedhell , walkedwar

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SEASON SEVEN ; spoilers will be tagged as 911 season 7 spoilers , please do not spoil anything for me . most recent episode watched ; 7x02 . since the episodes are currently airing canon and headcanons may change , i will update as i go .

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