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Hi! Welcome to my blog! Here's some stuff about me/ what you can expect!

My name is James (he/him)
I'm 24 and an Aries
I'm from New Zealand
I'm also a musician and play cello and piano/ also sing.
I'm a student midwife and will talk about this occasionally cause it's HECTIC and I love it.
My asks are ALWAYS open (send me HCs, fic requests, general thoughts and opinions) but I will call you out if you're being a dick in them.
I write fics and you can find my masterlist here!
I write primarily for Buddie but am writing a lot of Bucktommy/Buddietommy these days
I ship both Buddie and Bucktommy, as well as Buddietommy and Eddietommy.
I take fic requests and prompts but these can sometimes take a hot second for me to complete
Current wips are: Disaster Date Fic (Buddietommy), Doctor AU (Buddie), Stargazing Fic (Buddie), Ranch AU (Bathena), Alfieverse (Bucktommy), Liamverse/ Buck Adoption Fic (Buddie), Coastguard AU (Bucktommy), Ballet AU (Buddietommy)
I write a lot of smut and therefore my blog is R18. If you're under 18, please do not interact.
Pro-palestine, pro-choice, pro-LGBT rights, anti-racism, etc. If you take issue with any of the stances, see yourself out :)
My ko-fi, where everything goes towards rent, fuel, and food, until I'm back on my feet

#about me #about james #james says things #911 author #911 blog #buddie author

diazsdimples

Anonymous asked:

what's an out of context phrase from an inside joke?

She’s a vulvacious vulvenger

Honesty Hour!

#james answers things #honesty hour #plus another 3 vulva related adjectives

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winstonpaul

Honesty Hour, Ask me anything! Nothing will go unanswered

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tommykinard6

I wanna see something

Please reblog for sample size. Be nice, I have a block button and feminine rage

#multishipper that majors in buddie

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princessfbi

So Hard to Ignore Ya (Keep Your Body Open)

“How much?” “A hundred.” Tommy scoffed as he swirled his drink again, the move a practiced slow twirl that made the amber liquid coat the glass. Something simmered in Buck’s cheeks at the number.Eddie was low balling it and the fact that Tommy didn’t even think Buck was worth that much did something inside Buck’s head he didn’t know how to explain. Tommy’s eyes were still locked on Eddie’s as he lifted a hundred dollar bill to show him. “Now start with his nipples,” Tommy said before he slapped the money down beside his drink.

Read on Ao3

Rated: E | One Shot | 12,795

princessfbi

Tags Below

#oh I am SO EXCITED FOR THIS #buddietommy my one true love #running laps of the house etc #buddietommy #tagged #q

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exhuastedpigeon

sweat baby sweat

Buddie | explicit | 3.3k Phone sex, sweat as lube, dirty talk, Masturbation

Almost like he’s been summoned, Eddie’s phone lights up, a picture of Buck holding a halligan like a weapon filling the screen. Oh fuck. He can’t answer a FaceTime from Buck right now, can he? He almost ignores it, but then he thinks about a month’s worth of FaceTime calls and years of calls and shifts and hangouts before that and he groans, this time a mix of pleasure and frustration and he strokes himself again before he stops moving his hand and answers the call with the other one. “Remember that time when we went to the Dodgers game and we couldn’t find my Jeep after we left?” Buck says instead of hello when Eddie answers. “It took us like an hour to figure out we were on the wrong side of the stadium and — woah Eddie, you’re all red. It must be really fucking hot there, huh?”

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exhuastedpigeon

I'm ALIVE and writing Buddie again!! Tags under the cut. Let me know if you want to be added or removed :)

#👀#buddie #tagged #q

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spottyshelves

Time To Come Home 1.9k

General

2022

The what

Eddie gives Buck a gift that he hopes will make it clear how he fits into their lives. How he has a home with them forever if he wants it.

And the why

Once upon a time I had hopes the the St Christopher medal would be involved in a love declaration and this is what was created from that. An early fic that I couldn’t actually remember what happened when I got a comment on it this week, I nervously had a little re-read and I enjoyed it quite a bit. Almost like the writer knows my taste 😉

spotsandsocks

One for the shelves- an older one this time but on a re read I did today thanks to a nice comment I decided it held up well enough and deserved a spot on the shelf and a mood board which might entice a few people to give it a read. Full of fluff feelings and a first kiss. Here’s a little taste 💜

Eddie looks at the box. It looks innocent enough, a small black rectangle nestled in his hand. Nothing remarkable about it. Nothing to suggest it might be dangerous. He’s had it a while, takes it out regularly, sometimes he opens it sometimes he doesn’t. He knows what’s inside regardless.

He’s tried to do this before, he’d used words then, but they’d been too clumsy and his meaning had remained unclear. Buck had listened to him but he hadn’t heard him. He hadn’t understood him.

#oh I MUST read this!!!#buddie #tagged #q

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circledwithaheart

tell me there are things that you regret | M | 1.1k

a cleanup and repost of this

Buck is a few shots deep (when did he switch to shots?) with his new bar buddy. An attractive older guy who, as it turns out, also used to work at the 118 under Captain Nash. The guy uses a bit of a dismissive tone when he talks about Bobby, but Buck is too excited to find a piece of the 118’s past right there in front of him. “You worked with Bobby?” Buck lights up, rambling on before the guy can get a word out. “That means you must've worked, uh, with Hen and Chim, right?” The guy mumbles a few things that Buck can't hear, and probably doesn't want to, before confirming he did work with Hen and Howie. “Yeah, right. Howie. Forget that he’s not Chimney to everyone.” He says that last part mostly to himself. “Anyway, you know he married my sister? Gave me the cutest little niece.” Buck beams and pulls out his phone to show off the album of Jee Yun photos. “A-and they’re gonna have a boy next. In a few months. Can you believe it?” The euphoria of his sister’s safety and happiness washes over him all over again. “Maddie’s so- she’s so lucky to have found Chim. To have someone th- that really cares about her. Not like just pretends to care.” And then another thought strikes. From behind his beer bottle, Buck studies his new friend’s face as covertly as his tipsy body will allow. Which, admittedly, isn’t very much. They look about the same age. It's possible, he thinks. Well, it's not impossible.

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#proud of you for publishing #bucktommy #sal deluca #tagged #q

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wikiangela

I'm the luckiest man alive (did I tell you, baby you are the joy of my life?)

written for @bucktommywinterfest

last winterfest prompt! this has been so fun ❤

prompt: March 23-29: bucktommy anniversary rated: G word count: 1.9k

[read on Ao3]

Tommy wakes up to the smell of coffee and the feeling of soft, light kisses on his face – his lips, his chin, travelling up the side of his face, over his cheekbone, the corner of his eye, to the tip of nose, over the bridge, and back down the other side. He can’t help a small, fond chuckle before he even opens his eyes, and he feels the lips that leave kisses all over his face twist into a smile. “Good morning, Evan.” Tommy says, blindly extending his hand to find Evan’s curls, and tangles his fingers in them. He tries to open his eyes, but the sun shining through the window blinds him and he shuts his eyes and scrunches his nose. Evan must’ve pulled the curtains open. “Hi,” Evan whispers and bumps his nose against Tommy’s, eliciting another small chuckle. “How’d you sleep, baby?” “Very good. The wake up is even better,” he slowly blinks awake, getting used to the sunlight. Finally he can make out Evan’s smile, so bright it can rival the sun, and his blue eyes trained on Tommy’s face as he’s sitting on the bed next to him, face hovering over Tommy’s. “Hi.” “You know what day it is?” Evan asks excitedly, leaning in even closer. Tommy stifles a chuckle. “Hm,” he pretends to think about it, trying to hide a smile. Of course he knows what day it is. “Friday?”

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tag list (interact with this post if you want to be added)

#Bucktommy #tagged #q

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midsummersmorn

Fuck it Friday

Tagged by @bidisasterevankinard & @diazsdimples

I don’t have anything else beyond the henren fic I finished so I’ll share a little from that and share the link to it too 🫶

link

Hen wasn’t sure how long she had cried and been held by Karen, there hadn’t been words outside of sobs and small touches that could only soothe her a little. At one point she had even lowered her head down onto Karen’s lap, looking up at her “I’m sorry”, she whispered

Karen shook her head, gently touching the top of Hen’s head with one hand while the other gently stroked her cheek “Don’t be. I know you couldn’t stop it. I just didn’t want it to eat you alive”, she said

Hen had sighed, her head hurt now from the crying but she didn’t want to move away. She didn’t want to head out there when she still felt all jumbled “I don’t know if it won’t even after talking about it”, she admitted, not wanting to lie

tagging @monsterrae1, @circledwithaheart, @bi-buckrights, @lonelychicago, @eddiebabygirldiaz, @tommysbrat, @honestlydarkprincess, @t4tstarvingdog & @your-catfish-friend

#henren I am so glad to see more fics of them #doing the lords work!!!#henren #tagged #q

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bidisasterevankinard

Fuck it Friday

I was tagged by @diazsdimples

A little bit more from baby trapping wip(not mpreg. Just future set after 8x11 Buck fosters a save haven he found) :

Buck has Thea only for a week when he sees Tommy again.

Four months. They talked last time four months ago. And now he sees Tommy again looking so fucking good in his tight jeans smiling at another man, when Buck has colic, fussy infant in his arm, stroller in the other and huge stain from baby’s burp on him.

Incredible.

And he can’t hide. Can’t run. Can only power through the embarrassing small talk and use his dauth… his foster as an excuse to run.

#Bucktommy #tagged #q

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daffi-990

Last Line Game

Tagged by @spotsandsocks @tizniz @multi-fanforever

Rules: post the last line you wrote in one of your wips, then tag ~~as many people as there are words~~ as many people as you please.

Enjoy some ouch from the Rival Firefighters sequel

He feels like he’s drowning, lost among the waves of an anguished sea, desperately wanting to break through the surface, but not knowing which way is up. Every breath burns, a searing pain that feels endless, the only thing capable of extinguishing it lying unconscious and broken before him. Just one word from Eddie, even a flutter of his eye lashes, would douse the fire burning in his lungs. But Eddie doesn’t move.

No pressure tagging @diazsdimples @circledwithaheart @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @wellcollapse @exhuastedpigeon @elvensorceress @eddiebabygirldiaz @lover-of-mine @lonelychicago @monsterrae1 @kitteneddiediaz @inell @bekkachaos @eddiesprius @playinginthunderstorms @jesuisici33 @devirnis and anyone else who wants to join in 🙂

#oh hell #my most favourite au causing me endless anguish #pls god don’t let this be what I think it is #buddie #tagged #q

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eddiebabygirldiaz

days of dust

buddie | teen & up | 5K | read on AO3

03/25/2025 3:45 AM - Missed Call - Eddie [Voice roughened with sleep] "Don't mix in the honey until the very end. For the tea. If you put it in too early it cooks out and won't be as sweet as you like it. I, uh, sent you a text with very detailed instructions on how I make it. Knew you were never paying attention. But, yeah. Honey [pause] at the end. Oh, and stir counterclockwise. Don't ask why. It makes a difference, just accept it." or, eddie and christopher are in texas, buck is in la, and they all keep missing each other but somehow still stay connected

AO3 link

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WIP Wednesday 🔑

tagged by the lovely and talented @bidisasterevankinard @rewritetheending @spotsandsocks (all with some very intriguing entries)

right now my brain apparently wants to work on everything except what I'm supposed to be. Have a snippet of something that started as a distracting conversation with @diazsdimples and became... whatever this is gonna be 💖

One thing that hasn’t changed from LA is the way his bedroom ceiling is still the primary view when he should be sleeping. This one has hairline cracks, spackle where a fixture used to be, a small water spot in the corner. And it’s white. Not eggshell or ecru, but honest to god the most blinding white he can imagine. The 118’s bunk room has more personality than this.

He sighs and rubs his forehead. He’s going to repaint it soon. All part of the fixer upper plan that he refuses to look at too closely lest he acknowledge what it is he’s really trying to fix. He could just choose the same color he used in LA, but a fresh start feels like it should have a new color. Like it deserves one, even.

Before he thinks too hard about it, he snaps a photo and sends it off to Buck with a simple question: what should I make this one?

The three dots appear immediately. You haven’t taken a bat to it already have you?

Eddie smiles, because it’s something they can joke about now. It doesn’t mean he can’t sense the undercurrent of worry. He gets it.

No, asshole. I haven’t. Now help me pick a color.

What about this one? It’s supposed to be calming but playful.

Eddie muses over the choice for a moment before rejecting it. So’s a service dog. No.

No?! But it’s an expert pick! And infuses a ‘whimsical nature’.

Eddie rolls his eyes even though Buck can’t see. No. Not looking for an infusion of whimsy. Next option, Buckley.

Maybe you should be.

It’s not wrong, but he doesn’t feel like giving Buck the satisfaction right now.

#PAINT FIC!!!!#is what I shall call it now I guess #fucking delighted this is gonna become a thing #wheeeeeee #buddie #tagged #q

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spotsandsocks

WIP WEDNESDAY 🌳🏡🌳

Tagged by @eddiebabygirldiaz who has a fun sounding new missed calls fic about to launch 😘

Chapt8 Evan with a B progresses and things are afoot, whatever is happening now?

Then a question arrives in his head out of nowhere and before he can appreciate the horrible inappropriateness of it it’s out of his mouth.

“Have you ever lived in an orphanage?”

There are gasps all round, even Eddie hisses quietly next to him in shock or horror, quite possibly both.

Realising what he’s said he stutters an immediate apology. “ I’m I’m s sorry..”

He’ll be given lines or even the cane for that level of impertinence he’s sure of it.

“ I didn’t mean… I don’t think…”

Off on the other side of the room someone sniggers, most likely Jonah. Eddie goes tense next to him and he’d bet he’s glaring that way. Jonah however is the least of Buck’s problems right now.

Tagging a few from top of my head and everyone else who wants to share who I’ve forgotten right now cos I’m sleepy

#oh buck #got a bad case of foot in mouth disease I see #buddie #tagged #q

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bidisasterevankinard

Wip Wednesday

it's more from omegaverse I started yesterday. It's actually chapter 2 but who cares, right?

“She has your eyes,” Tommy shipers when Aster blinks slowly and in seconds she’s out, “and strong like you,” he chuckles, trying but not in whole strength to free his pinky from her grab.

Buck should stop the jab. He doesn’t.

“Not Eddie’s browns, right?”

#Bucktommy #tagged #q