theotherbuckley

[theotherbuckley]

favorite spots to kiss <3

#SO CUTE I LOVE THEM

[theotherbuckley]

People getting mad at the number of bucktommy fics is so fucking funny

By their logic have all these authors appeared out of the aether or something? I promise you like 95% of the bucktommy fics were written by people who’ve also written for buddie.

Do they not realise the majority of the people they’re shitting on are the same people who’ve been providing them with free entertainment for half a decade, just for fun?

#making me not wanna write buddie #also saw a post saying it was wrong because other ships in canon have less and bucks previous LIs have less #as tho buddie is some how exempt from this?? like it’s a problem when it’s Bucktommy but not a problem when there’s 25k buddie fics #like #please #be fr fr #these people hating make me wanna write more bucktommy and less buddie #but it’s sad because it’s ruining my enjoyment of either ship #like you d on t have to like Bucktommy but then CURATE YOUR OWN EXPERIENCE #FILTER AND EXCLUDE TAGS #JESUS FUCK #don’t hate just because you don’t like it shidjdjdj

[theotherbuckley]

“See, I don’t get it. She’s too dark and brooding for me” - Tommy Kinard, once upon a time.

Proceeds to date Mr. Sunshine and Golden Retriever Energy Personified

[theotherbuckley]

Tommy manhandling Buck all over his apartment (casually picking him up because he can, wrestling him to pin him to the bed, Buck curling into Tommy and reaching for him and just needing to feel held, Tommy pressing him against counters and walls to kiss him until he's all weak and pleading)

Okay. So.

The first time it happens, Buck can't help letting out this surprised little squeak. Tommy's strong, he knows that. But Buck's a big guy, he's used to doing the manhandling.

So maybe Tommy stayed over the night before and now Buck is in the kitchen, peering into the fridge as he talks about what to have for breakfast. He's in a pair of sweatpants that sit low on his hips and his chest and feet are bare. And as tempting as that sight is, Tommy's eyes keep straying to Buck's ridiculous bed head and the way the sunshine streaming in from the windows catches in his curls.

Tommy can't help it. He needs to touch.

He goes round the kitchen counter and gently shuts the fridge. Buck's about to grumble—because, hello, hungry—but Tommy cuts him off with a kiss.

Alright, so maybe breakfast can wait.

And things are starting to get heated. Tommy uses his weight to press Buck back against the fridge and his hands have threaded themselves into Buck's hair. The contrast between the cold of the fridge and Tommy's big, warm body makes Buck shiver, and he wraps his arms around Tommy even more tightly, pressing right up close against him.

Tommy's hands begin to wander. They slip lower and lower until they're cupping Buck's ass, and he uses the grip to grind their hardening cocks together. It's a dizzying feeling and Tommy doesn't think before lifting Buck into his arms and carrying him the short distance to the kitchen counter.

"Shit," Buck squeaks, arms tightening around Tommy even further, and not letting go even after Tommy's set him down.

Oops.

"Was that okay?" Tommy asks breathlessly, pulling back as much as he can to check his expression. Buck's wrapped around him like an octopus, eyes wide and lips—pink and glistening and Tommy's thisclose to kissing him again—parted.

It takes Buck a few seconds to answer because... like. Wow. His brain needs a little time to reboot because this is a first that Buck hadn't ever anticipated. Because he's the one who sweeps the girl off her feet. He's the one who has to be mindful of his strength. He's the protector.

It's not the first time that Tommy's turned his world upside down. Buck hopes it won't be the last. He licks his lips as he meets Tommy's gaze.

"Do it again."

Tommy's smile is brighter than the early morning sunshine. It's impossible not to mirror the expression as Buck closes the distance between them again, tasting the joy on Tommy's lips as he kisses him.

It isn't long before Tommy's tugging Buck off the counter and shepherding him back towards the bedroom. He takes every opportunity to push Buck up against the walls and furniture, using his weight to keep him pinned while he luxuriates in the hungry little sounds Buck makes every time he does it. They make it up to the bedroom—each on their own two feet, those stairs are a goddamn death trap and they've both been to too many calls where some lothario has dropped his date on their head—and Buck is grinning, running his palms up and down Tommy's arms, squeezing.

And okay, fine, maybe Tommy's showing off a little bit, but so what? He hasn't missed the dazed, slightly awed, look Buck gets every time Tommy manoeuvres him just how he wants him. So as soon as the bed presses against the back of Buck's knees, Tommy pushes him down onto the mattress. He watches as Buck peers up at him from beneath his lashes, spreading his thighs to make room for Tommy between them.

This fucking kid is going to be the death of him. And what a way to go. So Tommy crawls up over Buck's sprawled out body and takes hold of his wrists, pinning them above his head.

Buck's buzzing, giggling as he gazes up at Tommy. He tests the strength of Tommy's grip and can't help but just marvel at how easily the other man holds him down. He knows that he can free himself if he wanted to, knows that it won't even be a fight because as soon as he says the word, Tommy will let go.

And for the first time, maybe since Abby, Buck feels... safe.

But he's distracted from the fluttering in his chest when Tommy begins to grind down against him, rutting against Buck through their sweatpants. He gasps, eyelashes fluttering, as pleasure flashes through him. It's instinct to pull against Tommy's grip, to try pulling him closer, but Tommy doesn't budge.

Fuck.

So he does the only thing he can. He wraps his legs around Tommy and arches his hips, meeting him thrust for thrust. Tommy grunts above him, warm breath ghosting over Buck's already overheated skin as he picks up the pace, working them closer and closer to orgasm.

It's hot and sticky and kinda gross, and Tommy wouldn't trade it for anything. Tommy peppers kisses up the column of Buck's neck and along his jaw, loving how responsive he is, how he whines and bares his throat for him.

"Come for me, Evan. Come for me now."

He feels Buck shuddering against him, hears his panting breath, and he's so close that it's a kind of agony. But he wants to bear witness to this, to the beautiful way Buck comes undone.

Buck's eyes flutter open after a long moment, and he feels boneless and blissed out. He gazes up at Tommy, at the... fondness in his expression that never fails to make Buck's heart skip a beat. And then he realises—

"You didn't come?"

Tommy smiles ruefully, finally loosening his hold on Buck's wrists to brush an errant curl off Buck's forehead. "I was a little too busy watching you," he admits.

A blush creeps across Buck's face and he ducks his head. He isn't sure what to say to that, can't name the feelings blossoming inside his chest. He opens his mouth to protest because, seriously, he can't be the only one to get off. But Tommy hushes him and presses a kiss to his brow.

"Just let me hold you a little while, yeah?"

He can still feel Tommy's erection pressing into him and uncertainty nags at him. Is Tommy really okay with this? Tommy doesn't give Buck the chance to argue. He rolls over onto his side before pulling Buck along with him, arranging his limbs until he and Tommy are slotted together.

They fit perfectly.

It isn't long before sleep begins to tug at him. He snuggles deeper into Tommy's embrace, tucking his face into the crook of his shoulder and breathing him in.

He has this big, strong, gentle man in his arms, and maybe... maybe it's his turn to be taken care of.

#I LOVE THIS AHHHHH

[theotherbuckley]

I have to talk about this scene once again because I feel like there is so much to say.

What Buck meant when he said it was "exhausting":

First he asked Tommy for a tour because he wanted to get to know him better (his words, not mine).

At the end of the tour Buck asked Tommy out but it didn't work out ( Eddie arrived and Tommy left with him).

Instead of asking him out on another day or calling him, Buck did the most Buck thing ever by trying to find roundabout ways of seeing him again.

First, he tried the easy way, by trying to join Trivia night when Eddie mentionned he was seeing Tommy again, but Eddie asked him to babysit Chris instead.

So he went for a different approach by trying to get Eddie to invite him to the basketball game.

When that didn't work out, he got Chimney to invite him.

That's why Buck said that trying to get Tommy's was "exhausting", because it was. He set up so many ploys to get to spend time with Tommy and none of them worked.

That's also why Tommy is surprised, because he didn't see all the nonsense Buck was pulling to get to see him. Tommy really thought this was about Eddie and Buck being afraid of losing his friend.

But if Buck had been trying to spend time with Eddie, all he had to do was ask.... they hang out all the time. The only times Buck is actively trying to join Eddie's plans is when he know Tommy will be joining.

Buck never behaved like he did when Eddie had plans with other people than Tommy.

I can't even blame Buck because this is exactly how I act when I have a crush😂

#this!!!

[theotherbuckley]

Buddie "wish I could carry you in my pocket"

"Wish I could carry you around in my pocket," Buck sighs as he gazes lovingly at Eddie sitting on the kitchen table. He's just a little too short for his legs to touch the ground, so he's got his ankles hooked together as he swings his legs back and forth. That, plus the oversized hoodie he's wearing have the effect of making him look like an overgrown toddler and Buck thinks he is simply adorable.

The minute the words leave his lips, Buck has an idea. A year or so ago, Buck had been messing around with one of Maddie's old spellbooks when he'd come across a Shrinking Spell. Thinking it would be useful if he ever needed to pull someone out of a mound of rubble or remove a crush, Buck had learned the spell, accidentally shrinking Maddie's laptop before figured out the reversing spell and had put it to right.

"Hmm?" Eddie says, lifting his eyes ever so slightly from the cookbook he's studying. "What was that, baby?"

Buck rolls up his sleeves and flexes his fingers a little. "Oh nothing, don't mind me." He clicks his fingers and looks pleased as a small shower of blue sparks rain onto the hardwood floors. There's a very faint smell of sea salt, but hopefully not enough for Eddie to notice. "Hold still."

"Wha-?"

Eddie barely has a moment to register Buck's words before Buck does a series of complicated wiggles with his fingers, mutters "Parvus" under his breath, and Eddie is suddenly shrouded in a cloud of royal blue energy. The room is suddenly filled with the scent of the ocean, as if Buck has suddenly stepped out onto Santa Monica beach.

When the cloud clears Eddie is nowhere to be seen, and Buck's heart is instantly in his throat.

"Eddie?" he calls out, walking towards the table where his boyfriend had been perched moments earlier. "Eddie are you still here?"

I've fucking disappeared my boyfriend, Buck thinks in a moment's panic. He hadn't read anything in the fine print about performing the spell on performing it on human subjects, and he's also not sure how to control the size of the thing he's transforming. There is a very real possibility that he's shrunk Eddie to the size of a dust mite and will never be able to resize him again.

Why the fuck can't he use his brain before acting??

Just before Buck plummets into a proper panic attack, there's a small movement on the table, just behind the cookbook resting on the edge.

"Buck, what the fuck have you done to me?"

The voice is high pitched and quiet but unmistakably Eddie's, and it takes Buck a second to locate it. But there, dusting himself off and looking decidedly unimpressed, is the smallest Eddie Buck has ever seen in his life. He's about the size of Buck's forefinger and leans against the pages of the cookbook as he glares up at his boyfriend.

"Oh my god, you are so tiny!" Buck grins as he takes in Eddie in all his miniscule glory. "I can't believe that worked!"

Buck reaches out and picks Eddie up, his fingers pinching at the back of Eddie's hoodie, and he drops his boyfriend into the palm of his hand. Eddie wobbles unsteadily before gingerly lowering himself down so he's sitting on the edge of Buck's palm with his legs dangling over the edge, no dissimilar to how he was on the table. He crosses his arms across his chest and glares up at Buck. If he wasn't all of 3 inches tall, it would almost be intimidating

"Put me back," he demands, the authoritativeness of his tone lost entirely by the fact that he sounds like he's swallowed a tank of helium. "Put me back or so help me God-"

"Or what?" Buck giggles, "You'll crawl up my nose?"

"I'll squeeze inside your dickhole and cause permanent damage with my teeth and fists," Eddie counters with a huff.

"Don't threaten me with a good time, babe."

"Buck please, we've got a shift in 3 hours. Make me big again," Eddie pleads, and Buck's completely incapable of defying his boyfriend at the best of times, especially when he's perched perfectly in the palm of Buck's hands, looking so tiny and adorable and pleading silently with his big brown eyes.

Buck sighs and holds his palm adjacent to the table so Eddie can walk across it and take up position next to the cookbook.

"Can I at least try fitting you in my pocket?" he asks, giving Eddie his puppy eyes, but it seems Shrunk Eddie is immune to Buck's charms. He shakes his head vehemently, snapping his fingers so a ball of deep green energy appears in the palm of his hands. The mellow, woodsy scent of pine trees cuts through the saltiness of Buck's magic as Eddie juggles the energy ball between his hands.

"Try it, I dare you."

Knowing when he's beaten, Buck relents with a sigh. Buck may be the one that practices magic the most but Eddie comes from a long line of powerful sorcerers, and Buck has no trouble admitting that Eddie is the more skilled magician of the two of them. If Eddie wanted to, he could turn Buck into a cockroach in a matter of seconds.

"Magnus" he mutters, channelling a fraction of his energy towards Eddie, and there's another cloud of rich blue energy and Eddie reappears.

He shakes out his arms and hops off the table. "You have no idea how weird that was," he grimaces. "You looked like a giant!"

"Don't I always?" Buck teases, referencing his slight height advantage against Eddie which was a slight sore point in their relationship.

Eddie takes two steps forward so they're nose to nose, and is about to open his mouth to scold Buck before a look of surprise passes over his face.

"Huh!" he says, stepping back so he's able to look at Buck properly. A grin begins to spread over his face as he looks Buck up and down. "I think that spell made me taller!"

Buck balks. "Absolutely not, that's not possible," he says, shaking his head. "I'm the tall one!"

Eddie steps back into Buck's space and yep, he's definitely grown an inch or two. They're almost completely at eye level, with Eddie a fraction taller, if anything. Buck gulps. Maybe he shouldn't have played around with magic.

"No, baby, you're definitely shorter than me no," he grins, and he tilts Buck's chin up (up!!!) to kiss him. It's soft and sweet, their lips moving in tandem. Eddie's smiling into the kiss and Buck can feel the smugness radiating off him.

"I'll just have to shrink you again," he points out as they break apart, but Eddie merely grins and kisses Buck on the forehead.

"I'd like to see you try."

Send me a ship and a sentence and I'll finish it!!

#THIS IS HILARIOIS #MAN JUST SHRUNK EDDIE #NOW EDDIES TALLER #CACKLING

[theotherbuckley]

@badthingshappenbingo

Several Sentence Sunday🤪

i wrote a whole fic for bad things happen bingo!

my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand

“Baby, what’s wrong? I’m all for you saying my name like that, but not in this context.” Tommy says, running his hand through Buck’s curls. “You sound like you’re in pain. What hurts?”

“I need you to stab my foot,” Buck whimpers, sitting up to hand him the knife. “Now, please.”

tagging: @whatisreggieshortfor @tizniz @actuallyitsellie @theotherbuckley @runicnotation @sunnywiththestars @tiltingheartand @shyaudacity @between-two-fandoms @racerchix21 @randomfandombisexual @randomcitizen98 @twopercentboy @clandestine-j

#ooooooo yes #to read

[theotherbuckley]

in hindsight (tangled up with you all night)

15.7 | Explicit | Read on AO3

Summary:

“We’re gonna be stuck here for at least 5 months,” Buck said, his fingers tracing the bumps across Eddie’s back, the other man was nearly asleep, spent after going a few rounds in the hotel room, where they could be as loud as they wanted to be, “That’s a long time.” Eddie hummed, sighing as Buck kept touching him, relaxing further into the bed, Buck smiled and leaned over to place a kiss on his shoulder, not trying to start anything again, just a soft point of contact; Eddie smiled softly at the touch. “It is,” Eddie agreed. “Maybe we can keep doing this? Just this, it doesn’t need to be anything more,” Buck offered, he had learnt to not offer more than just sex, he had learnt that people didn’t want him for more than sex, and he was okay with it, he truly was. Especially in cases like this, shooting on site in a foreign country, people were usually just looking for an escape. Buck could offer that to Eddie. “Maybe,” Eddie replied, his hand reaching out to pinch the side of Buck’s hip, “Definitely maybe.” * Or as young actors Buck and Eddie fall into a FWB situation that develops into more, before walking away from the other. Years later they're given a second chance.

#oooooo this looks good #to read

[theotherbuckley]

Sunday tags 💜

@bidisasterevankinard @fortheloveofbuddie @jeeyuns @wildlife4life @honestlydarkprincess @eddiebabygirldiaz @jesuisici33 @your-catfish-friend @ladydorian05 @giddyupbuck @eowon @elvensorceress @watchyourbuck @steadfastsaturnsrings @housewifebuck @thewolvesof1998 @rainbow-nerdss @cal-daisies-and-briars @evanbegins @diazsdimples @wikiangela @bucksbirthmark @underwaterninja13 @daffi-990 @fionaswhvre @aspecbuddie @lover-of-mine @nmcggg @tizniz @monsterrae1 @smilingbuckley @loveyouanyway @hippolotamus @buckdefencesquad @actualalligator @pirrusstuff @actuallyitsellie @dangerpronebuddie @babybibuck @exhuastedpigeon @perfectlysunny02 @buddieswhvre @loserdiaz @rogerzsteven @bucksbignaturals @smallandalmosthonest and anyone else who wants to share today! (Let me know if you wanna be added or removed)

Safe in your arms 🩷💜💙

#i love these boys so much #srb #911 fanart #911 art #911 on abc #bucktommy #evan buckley #Tommy kinard

[theotherbuckley]

Safe in your arms 🩷💜💙

#911 abc #911 fandom #evan buck buckley #tommy kinard #purple draws #evan buckley #911 #911 fanart #fanart #911 art #911 show #bucktommy #tevan #kinkley #I love these boys so much #bi buck #bi evan buckley #evan buckley fanart

[theotherbuckley]

Inspiration Saturday 🥕

Tagged by @theotherbuckley 🫶🏽🫶🏽

Soooo I have a new wip, a tevan(? Kinkley(? Wip about them just being comfy

Buck HATES Sundays, especially when he's free and alone at his loft.

Right now he's alone, eating some baby carrots with some Tajin that he stole from Eddie's house, there's some shity reality on the TV, he doesn't really pay attention to it, he's just thinking.

The door is opening.

The first thing that comes to his mind is ‘ serial killer’ which is a little bit extremist.

“ Evan, it's me” oh it's just Tommy, nice.

Tagging some people!

@steadfastsaturnsrings @bidisasterevankinard @jeeyuns @jesuisici33 @wannabemylover @wikiangela @elgascreamslikehell @rainbow-nerdss @thewolvesof1998 @princehattric @aroeddiediaz @aspecbuddie @spotsandsocks @diazly @kaseysgirl86-blog @zhaan01 @chimney-begins @notnowtobey @neverevan @namjroon @mattsire @misterdiaz @funnylovepuppis @buddieslovecore @diazsdimples @babybibuck @liabegins @chaosandwolves @ladydorian05 @evanbegins @buckleydiaz @buckdefencesquad @nmcggg

Sorry if I forgot anyone! ( Please tell me if you want to be added or removed)

#cute cute cute 🥰

[theotherbuckley]

Several sentences sunday

From my fake dating fic :)

“Maybe I’ll be an author when I grow up,” Christopher says excitedly.

Buck nods in support, even though last week Christopher said he wanted to be a scientist. And a month ago he wanted to be an actor.

“Do you know what you’ll write about?” Pepa asks him with a nudge to his shoulder.

Christopher hums loudly, shoving a piece of peperoni in his mouth. “Aliens. Or dinosaurs… oh. Maybe the dinosaurs didn’t go extinct and instead they live in space now as aliens.”

“I would totally read that,” Buck answers, and he’s completely honest. “Best seller idea right there.’

Christopher looks proud and ducks his head, hiding his smile and blush. Instead of answering, he shoves an entire pizza slice into hid mouth.

“Best selling author Christopher Diaz,” Eddie teases, “I like the sound of that.”

“Shut up,” Christopher answers with his mouth full, looking embarrassed. Ah, puberty, Buck definitely didn’t miss it.

Tags: @buddieswhvre @diazsdimples @tizniz @steadfastsaturnsrings @watchyourbuck @theotherbuckley @jesuiscenseedormir @loveyouanyway @bidisasterevankinard @chaosandwolves @mattsire @mel-vaz @inkmortal-trash389 @princess-of-the-snake-pit @nilletellsstories @laundryandtaxesworld @specialbrownieeater

#CUTE

[theotherbuckley]

i started this as a joke wanting to recreate the eddie still as a renaissance painting and then.... i made this.

#THIS IS GORGEOUS

[theotherbuckley]

truly delete twitter, i deleted it a long time ago for different reasons but it is such a negative space for literally everything. i do not miss it at all. its literally made for doom scrolling and making people miserable

You know what yeah you’re so right. It has been deleted thanks 💜

#purple asks

[theotherbuckley]

Someone force me to delete twitter please.

#there’s so much fucking hate on there #so many people want Buck and Eddie to be cheaters???? #and the amount of fucking censoring of Tommy’s name what the fuck #and the people actively hating on the actors makes me sick #and there’s people hating on new people in the fandom joining after 704??? like we WANT people to watch the show so it doesn’t get cancelled #god it’s actually appalling and this is the shit people like Lou have to see 😭 #you dont have to like bucktommy I LOVE them but you dont have to #but Jesus fuck your behaviour shouldn’t be this #saw someone say it was disgusting that bucktommy has 1000 fics and bucks other relationships have less and henren has less #AS IF BUDDIE A NON CANON SHIP DOESNT HAVE OVER 25K???? #YOURE NOT HIGH AND MIGHTy??? #like such hypocrisy like it’s ok when it’s your ship #I LOVE BUDDIE but these people are ruining it for me fr #I can like multiple ships #you don’t have to #but don’t be shit #fuck #ok rant over #911 abc #911 fandom #911 spoilers #twitter #purple rambles

[theotherbuckley]

[theotherbuckley]

Fuck it Friday Saturday

i know it’s saturday but i have no concept of time. literally it’s so bad. here’s another excerpt from slammed the door on my whole world

He knows he shouldn’t be here, this isn’t what they do anymore, he ruined this, but he can’t help it. He’s always been selfish when it comes to Buck anyway. He knocks softly and it’s almost magical to him how Buck appears.

“Sorry; we don’t want to buy- Eddie?”

“Hey Buck,” Eddie says. “Look I know you don’t want me to be here, but I just- I just wanted to give you this.”

He holds out the casserole, and Buck takes it almost mechanically. He knows Buck is thinking about the last time they were in this position. He knows he’s thinking of wrapped wrists and red eyes. He knows he’s thinking of the sharp intake of breath and the loud click of the door. He knows he’s thinking about it, because he is too. It’s out and too loud in the small space between them.

“Hey man, you can’t-“ Buck blinks like he’s still trying to come to terms with the fact Eddie is standing in front of him. “You can’t be here, my kid-“

tagging: @whatisreggieshortfor @tizniz @actuallyitsellie @theotherbuckley @shyaudacity @sunnywiththestars @wildlife4life

#WHAT IS THIS #I FEEL LKKE THIS IS GONNA HIRT ME