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Eventual Poly!Buddie, Evan Buckley x Reader x Eddie Diaz
Synopsis: After hearing your boyfriend complain about the idea of someone else winning a date with Eddie at the LAFD Auction, you get a very expensive idea.
Reader works at dispatch with Maddie.
When the Los Angeles Firefighter auction was first announced you were kind of excited. Not because you were going to buy a date with anyone, but because your boyfriend of four years, LOVED that auction.
An you? You’re anything but jealous so you genuinely didn’t mind the idea of someone winning a date with him. It’s for charity! Not only that but Evan Buckley was hot. It was a fact, one you’d be blind not to admit. So when Maddie told you the auction was coming up in a few weeks, well you assumed Buck would sign up. You pictured walking into your shared house after shift and finding him probably working out in that backyard like he normally did in the middle of a 48 off.
Only when you got home, Buck wasn’t in the backyard, or the kitchen, or the living room. Nope he was in your bedroom lying under the covers.
“Buck?” You asked softly from the doorway, not wanting to disturb him if he’d been sleeping. He immediately sat up with a look of pure distress on his face so you rushed over to sit on the edge of the bed, reaching for his hand.
“What’s wrong? Is your leg bothering you? Your back still hurting you?” You asked knowing he’d hurt his back a few days ago. He only groaned in frustration.
“God that makes me sound so old.” He practically whined and you couldn’t help but laugh.
“You’re in your 30’s Buck, that’s not old. You are a career long firefighter who got hurt. I think that’s warrants pain from time to time. Even though you refuse to tell me how you hurt your back.” You remind with an amused smirk. He glared at you through his lashes but there was no real heat behind it. Then he sighed relaxing his shoulders as he gently squeezed your hand in his.
“Something else bothering you?” You asked knowingly and he looked at you for a few seconds before laying back down and staring at the ceiling. His hand never leaving yours.
“It’s Eddie.” He admitted his tone soft and hesitant.
“I don’t think he wants to do the auction and I don’t want him to have to go on a date when he doesn’t want to. You know he’s not exactly good with strangers and I-“ Buck continued to talk about Eddie and the probability of a date with a woman for an hour that night.
Then that hour turned into days. Buck complained about Eddie going on a date for the entirety of his 48 hours off shift. His stress for his best friend seemed genuine and honestly half way through you had to admit to yourself that you also weren’t fond of the idea.
Not that Eddie’s never dated before. You’d known him for years, in fact Eddie was the one who introduced you to Buck. The two of you had become fast friends when he worked at dispatch and at the time…
Well you sort of believed Buck and Eddie were dating. They were practically a ready made family and they were co-parenting Eddie’s son. But then Buck asked you out. You remember panicking to Maddie or all people and telling her that you didn’t know what to do. You adored Eddie and you didn’t want to date his boyfriend.
Maddie had assured you that even though she also thought they were dating, they very much were not. So you agreed to go on the date. Then the next, and then the next. And three dates later Buck asked you to be his girlfriend. In truth you sort of had a crush on Eddie at the time, feelings that you thought faded when your feelings for Buck grew.
But apparently they’d just been dormant because now you found yourself fully agreeing with Buck. It felt wrong to be possessive over a man who was A: Not your boyfriend and B: Your boyfriend’s best friend.
So what did you do? You went to Maddie.
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“I honestly don’t know what to do.” You groaned as you both stood in her kitchen holding cups of coffee.
“I’m mean would it be so crazy to have feelings for both of them?” Maddie asked with that knowing look that all big sisters seem to know exactly how to do. The look that makes you want to tell them everything.
“What like, feelings for Eddie? While dating Buck. Maddie I would never cheat on your brother I-“
“I didn’t say you would. Buck is…on his own journey. I’m asking you if you like Eddie. Outside of your relationship. Ignoring how much you love my brother. How do you feel about Eddie?” She asked seriously while resting a hand on your arm.
“I used to. Before Buck asked me out, I used to have, I guess a crush on Eddie. But I had feelings for Buck too. It’s not like I’m dating him because I can’t have Eddie or anything. I genuinely have always liked Buck. So when things got serious for us…I guess I just put it to the side.” You struggled to explain. Even though you knew you didn’t really have to, it was never a question in anyone’s mind how you felt about Buck. The 118 kids literally saw you as an Aunt because of how much you loved Buck. And if this auction didn’t stir up this weird sense of possessiveness over Eddie? You would have ignored those feelings forever, because you were with Buck. Buck who has made you endlessly happy for four years.
“But the auction is bringing it back to the table?” Maddie had said it like a question but there was no denying it. You had feelings for Evan Buckley and Eddie Diaz.
“God, this must make me like a terrible person or something.” You grimaced setting your coffee on the counter.
“It doesn’t. Not even a little bit. We don’t get to choose who we fall in love with. And honestly you could do a lot worse than Buck and Eddie. The question is…what are you gonna do about it?” Maddie smiled reassuringly you studied her expression for a moment before laughing.
“Why do you look like you already have a plan?” You asked amused
“I might.” She laughed.
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“I’m sorry, you want me to what?” You asked standing in the lobby of the auction venue with your phone pressed to your ear.
“Bid on me. I’ll pay the money just…bid on me. If you bid $2,500 I can’t imagine anyone would go higher then I don’t actually have to go on a random date.” Eddie begged and you couldn’t help but laugh. In truth you were sort of planning to bid on Eddie anyway but having him call you in a panic moments before the auction was set to start.
“Why are you asking me?” You couldn’t help but wonder out loud as you looked around you. Waving when you noticed Athena and May walk in.
“Why not you? I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather ask…well except maybe Buck but he probably won’t do it.” Eddie laughed his words putting a warm feeling in your chest.
“Fine, I’ll bid on you.” You agreed
“I owe you my life.” Eddie was quick to reply before hanging up the phone. You couldn’t help but laugh to yourself as you walked into the room and looked around for your table.
Your eyes scanned the wide array of people before landing on Maddie who was waving you over.
“You okay?” She asked once you go to the table and you nodded.
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The auction had begun and you watched as firefighters from all over the city, walked down the runway. Most of them showing off their muscles. A few swung an axe as a prop. Some were shirtless and covered in a glittering sheen of body oil.
It was honestly one big glamour shot but it was working. People were bidding thousands of dollars to go on these dates.
The table was shocked at May’s $1600 bid on Ravi, and amused at Athena’s bid on Harry. But now it was Eddie’s turn.
“I’ll uh, be right back.” You whispered to Maddie who looked at you concerned but let you go anyway.
You walked over to the doorway hidden from view as the bidding started. The jump from $100 to $1000 was almost instantaneous so you quickly dialed the phone number to place anonymous bid.
“I wanna bid 2,500.” You said over the phone and the announcer was quick to share it with the room. You peaked over the edge of the door frame looking around.
“$2,500 dollars from our mystery phone bidder, is anyone willing to bid higher?” He asked looking around. You glared daggers at a woman who stood holding up her paddle.
“3,000!” She yelled
“Would you like to bid higher?” The woman on the phone asked you. You took a second to think about it before mentally cursing yourself. Buck was either gonna really love you at the end of the night or hate that you spent money from your savings for this.
“6,500 please.” You muttered waiting patiently as she told the announcer whose eyes widened.
“Highest bid of the night from our mysterious phone bidder! We have 6,500! Can anyone do higher than that?!” He asked causing Eddie’s eyes to widen in shock while he looked around.
“6,500 going once…going twice…sold! To our mystery bidder!” The man yelled into the microphone. You thanked the woman on the phone before ending the call. You took a moment to calm yourself down as your entire body practically felt like it was on fire. Then you sent a quick text to Eddie.
I just won a bid war for you Diaz. You owe me $2,500 and a ‘date’. You’re welcome ❤️🔥🔥🧯
Once the text sent you went back to your seat, smiling reassuringly at Maddie.
“Everything okay?” She asked and you nodded.
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Eddie came to join your table just before it was Buck’s turn to take the stage.
“Highest bid of the night. Congrats Diaz!” Chimney clapped purposely saying the man’s last name wrong.
“Yeah, I’ll send you the money.” Eddie winked at you causing everyone else at the table to turn to you in shock.
“You bid on yourself?” Athena laughed looking at Eddie who shrugged before replying.
“Worth every penny.”
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“He has a multi media presentation? Nobody told me we were allowed to have a multi-media presentation.” Harry complained gesturing to the slideshow that played as Buck pranced down the runway.
You put your fingers in your mouth to whistle when Buck ripped his shirt open. Everyone clapping and cheering for him as the announcer talked about Buck’s baking, him being an uncle, Buck’s slideshow even had a picture of the two of you together. The announcer being sure to mention that even though Buck was in a committed relationship he’d do anything for charity.
You laughed at the wording of the sentence, because anything is probably not the best word to use. But Buck was willing to spend a platonic evening with someone for the sake of charity. In fact the two of you had a lengthy discussion about it and you promised him it was fine.
You cheered catching his shirt when he threw it towards you with a wink.
“That man and his ego.” Maddie laughed looking up at her brother but you just smiled. Buck was hot and he knew it. Hell everyone in this room knew it.
When the bidding started it was insane. People were chomping at the bit to have the highest price.
The table around you was shocked when you stopped after 6,500.
“Look, I’m not made of money here. He comes home to me and that’s all that matters.” You laughed leaning back in your chair and sipping your drink. Watching as the number continued to climb.
“You seem really sure of yourself right now.” Eddie whispered in your ear after moving to sit right next to you.
“Should I not be?” You joked, turning your head to look at him. His brown eyes studying you for a moment as if he was finally letting himself actually look at you for the first time in forever.
“No, I just…confidence looks good on you.” He murmured the two of you stared into each other’s eyes for what felt like forever. The only thing breaking your trance was the announcement of a new auction record.
$8,002
“Holy shit.” You and Eddie whispered in unison before looking over at who won the date. You noticed Eddie’s shoulders seemed to relax in the same way yours did when you saw the table full of five elderly people. The look of recognition on Buck’s face was enough to help you assume they were the people he’d told you about from when a car drove into a book club.
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“Wait, you bid on Eddie?!” Buck asked shocked as he sat up in bed waiting for you to join him.
“Yes. He asked me too. He didn’t want to go on a strange date and well…I kinda didn’t want him to do it either.” You admitted while putting lotion on your legs. Buck didn’t respond for a moment so you looked up to see him just staring off into space. Thinking about something.
“Is it weird that that makes me feel relieved? I mean I know I told him he should get out there and start dating again but…for some reason I don’t think I actually wanted him too.” Buck admitted in a soft whisper. Then his eyes found yours and he suddenly looked panicked.
“It’s not like I don’t want him to find happiness! Because I do! If anyone deserves happiness it’s Eddie…and you! Of course you too. But-“
“Do you often think of me and Eddie in the same way?” You asked. The words falling out of your mouth because you could stop them. Buck’s face showed a rang of emotions as he tried to think of a response. First was annoyance, then fear, then defeat, before his face settled on an expression he normally had when talking about his past relationships.
“I’m not in love with him.” He said before you had the chance to speak. His tone felt almost robotic, as if he’d said this before or maybe he was trying to convince himself.
“I don’t remember saying you are.” You shrugged getting up and moving to crawl into the bed next to him.
“It’s just, this is like the longest relationship I’ve ever had and after I met Eddie, well there was always this point when my exs would get… angry. Like they felt like Eddie was some kind of competition for them or something.” Buck paused as he tried to think of the right words to say.
“Can’t imagine anyone could beat Eddie.” You murmured resting your head on Buck’s shoulder and he tensed for a moment and then relaxed.
“Wait, for me or for you?” Buck suddenly asked and you shrugged.
“I’ve always liked Eddie. He’s a good guy. I can’t imagine there’s a whole lot of people in the world who would come close to him. Well except for you.” You admitted, smiling at the thought.
“Me? Eddie has a silver star!” Buck exclaimed in shock and you laughed.
“I know! You talk about it more than he does.-“
“Oh please, you talk about it way more than I do. Eddie’s got a silver star, Eddie’s a war hero, Eddie is so good with Christopher, oh buck did you see how much Eddie lifts in the gym? Eddie is sooooo hot. Eddie, Eddie, Eddie-“ You laughed covering Bucks mouth with your hand as you flipped over to straddle his waist. He looked up at you pure joy and amusement swimming in his blue eyes. Laughing against your hand as you cut off the horrible attempt at mimicking your voice.
“Okay first of all, I have never said Eddie was hot. I mean he is but I’ve never said it. Also you’re the one that brought up what Eddie lifts and then you guys invited me to go to the gym with you just to prove the point. So really if anyone here is obsessed with Eddie it’s you!” You laughed, letting out a squeal when Buck started tickling your sides. Your hands dropped from his face to grab at his wrists.
“Ok, ok. So maybe we’re both a little insane about our friend but…do you ever think that-“
“Maybe it wouldn’t be so crazy?” You asked finishing Buck’s sentence and he sighed as the two of you shared a look full of love and understanding. You think there’d be more of a shock factor in realizing that you both had feelings for your shared best friend but in truth, it kinda felt like you always knew. Less of a new thought and more something that you already knew. It was just a fact between the two of you. The sky is blue, the 118 is the best firehouse in the city, Eddie Diaz is the hottest man to walk the earth and you’re both in love with him.
“You know I hate it when your sister is right?” You muttered leaning forward to rest all of your weight against Buck, tucking your face into his neck.
“You and me both.” He muttered wrapping his arms around you.
“What are we gonna do?” You asked, Buck was tracing shape against the skin of your lower back as he sighed.
“I have no idea.” He said after a long time.
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It had been three weeks since the auction and it seemed that everyone was starting to notice how weird you and Buck were acting. It was obvious that you guys weren’t fighting because you still came to the station for dinner and Buck still visited you at the call center for lunch. You were both still just as overly affectionate as always. You still loudly said I love you. You still had date nights. The scratch marks on Buck’s back that were visible when he changed in the locker room said that you were still being intimate. Buck still sent texted the 118 family group chat with random facts and you still added tidbits of information like always. Visually nothing was different about the two of you but the energy around you was different. It felt charged, chaotic, strange in a way that was both incredibly present. But also completely invisible. Something was off and no matter who asked you both just said everything was fine.
And that’s how Eddie ended up on your doorstep. He’d dropped Chris off with Hen for the night and he was determined to get to the bottom of the change. Deep down he wanted it to be nothing, he wanted it to just be in his head. But he just couldn’t shake the feeling that maybe it was his fault somehow.
Knocking on the door he then shoved his hands in his pockets as he nervously waited for it to open. He could practically hear his heartbeat in his ears and he debated on turning around and running to his truck. He could change his mind and go back to Hen’s and pretend he was never here.
“Eddie?” Buck asked pulling the man from his thoughts. Eddie was quick to look up from the ground with a shy smile.
“Uh…hey.” Eddie muttered
“Is it Ravi? If it is tell him he can’t come in until he calls May back!” You yelled from somewhere in the house causing Buck to laugh and Eddie to look confused.
“Ravi is ghosting May. Anyway come in.” Buck said stepping back and holding the door open. Eddie was quick to walk inside pulling his jacket off.
“Oh! Hi Eddie, I didn’t know you were coming over tonight. Buck’s making lasagna if you want some.” You offered entering the room. Eddie looked over at you and immediately felt the need to look away. You weren’t wearing anything revealing and honestly Eddie has seen you in similar outfits over the years but something about how effortlessly comfortable you looked made you seem incredibly attractive. It was just an old cropped sweater and a pair of cotton shorts. But god did you look magnificent.
Ok in Eddie’s defense over the last three weeks it is possible that the only reason he noticed something was off…Was because he was finally allowing himself to look. And now that he’s looked once, he couldn’t bring himself to stop.
Looking away from you turned out to be a mistake when his eyes landed on Buck. It was a known fact that Buck looked incredible in his uniform, but out of it? Not naked but dressed in casual clothes. Buck in a cardigan was a sight Eddie needed no craved for it to be tattooed inside his eyelids. That way he could see it all the time and never have to miss the sight for too long.
Buck was currently wearing a plain black t-shirt, the sleeves were just a little tighter than they needed to be and he wore grey sweatpants. And Eddie? Eddie felt like he was in hell. Two people should never be allowed to exist in the same space and be this criminally attractive. Honestly Eddie was starting to lose his mind.
“Uh, sure. I’ll uh, yeah lasagna sounds great.” Eddie agreed hoping neither of them would notice the blush on his cheeks as he kicked off his shoes. Purposefully taking the extra second to line them up with Buck’s. You and Buck shared a look before your focus went back to Eddie.
“Everything okay?” Buck asked softly, resting a hand on Eddie’s shoulder once he stood up. You and Buck watched in shock as his entire body seemed to tense. Buck glanced at you from over Eddie’s shoulder as if silently asking for help.
You slowly moved to stand next to Buck, your hand reaching for Eddie’s to offer him comfort. A move you’d done over a thousand times in your friendship. Only instead of relaxing like he usually did, Eddie took an awkward step back to he was out of reach from both of you.
His eyes frantically moving back and forth from both of your faces.
“Eddie? Seriously you’re starting to freak me out. What’s wrong?” You hesitantly spoke while Buck put his arm around you as a source of comfort.
“Juice.” Eddie said suddenly
“What?” You and Buck asked in unison before rushing to follow Eddie as he made frantic steps towards your kitchen.
“I need juice.” Eddie muttered to himself. Reaching into the cabinet for a glass before opening the fridge. He momentarily debated between the freshly squeezed orange juice with mango or the pitcher or water. Then he sighed grabbing the juice and pouring a glass.
“Is this like a low blood sugar kind of thing? Is that something that happens to you now? Should we be watching for signs?-“ Buck began to ramble but stopped when you put your hand on his chest. He looked down at you but you were just staring at Eddie.
The Diaz man was leaning against the counter holding the glass of juice with two hands. Cradling it like it was more important than just a glass, but he also glared at it like it had personally offended him.
“Eddie?” You tried softly and he slowly looked up at you. His eyes glazed over with tears.
“You wanna talk about it?” You offered and he nodded setting the cup to the side before bringing both his hands to his hair.
“Are you guys like…are you okay?” Eddie started gesturing between you and Buck. Your eyebrows raised in shock at the question.
“Um not that I don’t appreciate it. But surely our relationship can’t have you this upset…” Buck muttered and Eddie just looked at him silently begging him to answer the question.
“We’re fine Eddie. Just as happy and in love as ever. Can we talk about you now?” You countered.
“I just I feel weird, and i have felt this way for weeks. I thought maybe it was me picking up on a shift with you guys but I think it’s just me. Something just suddenly feels off. And I…I don’t know.” Eddie grimaced at his weak explanation. His left hand rubbing circles on his chest while the other was clenched in a fist at his side.
“Weeks like since the auction or before?” You wondered out loud. Eddie hesitantly made eye contact with you.
“The auction.”
The let out a soft hum thinking it over. Then you had an idea.
“Is it because I spent 6,000 dollars on a date with you? Because I told you we don’t actually have to go on a date-“ Your joking tone was cut off by Eddie.
“What if I want that?” He asked so suddenly that the question seemed to suck every once of calm from the room.
“What?” Buck forced out. A small sliver of hope swimming in his blue eyes. Eddie looked between the two of you with a look of fear and for a second you wondered if maybe he misinterpreted Buck’s panic for anger. But this is Eddie, the only person in the world that knew Buck as well as you did if not better than you did.
“Wh-what if I do want to go on a date…” Eddie started to say but paused. He let out a shaky breath and squeezed his eyes shut. You could practically hear your heart trying to beat out of your chest while you looked at him. It was rare that you ever got Buck or Eddie to talk about their feelings without days of not weeks of back and forth. It was even rarer for either of you to get Eddie to actually admit when he wanted something so for him to come to you and talk without prompt. Well you were willing to stand in this kitchen for as long as it takes for him to speak. You felt Buck’s hand slip into yours as you both stood trying your hardest not to push Eddie any further than he was already willing to bend.
“What if I wanted to go on a date but with both of you.” Eddie finally whispered. His voice quieter than you’d ever heard it before, as if he didn’t want you to hear him. His eyes still shut tight both his hands now clenched at his sides.
“Yes.” Buck spoke before you could even fully process Eddie’s words. Eddie’s eyes immediately snapped open as both of you looked over at Buck in shock.
However Buck seemed rather pleased with himself, now leaning against the counter with both his arms crossed over his chest.
“What?” Eddie asked looking between you and Buck. You could tell he wanted you to say something so you did.
“Honestly and don’t take this the wrong way. But it’s kind of all we’ve been able to talk about for the last three weeks.” You admitted causing Buck to gasp
“You weren’t supposed to tell him! Now he probably thinks we’re obsessed with him or something!” Buck exclaimed so you immediately turned to face him.
“Oh please if anyone is obsessed it’s you! I’m just moderately fond of him.” You countered
“Moderately fond?! You spent three hours talking about his arms last night!” Buck pointed out which wasn’t necessarily a lie. You did to that.
“Only because you brought them up! What was I supposed to do? Not talk about them? Yeah, right!” You yelled to your defense because he did. Buck brought up how Eddie had lifted a heavy wardrobe off of a woman completely unassisted on a call.
“Oh so now it’s a crime to think Eddie is hot? Well call the police-“
“I’m still here!” Eddie called out cutting off whatever insane thing was about to come out of Buck’s mouth. The two of you sheepishly turned back to look at Eddie who was staring at you both with wide eyes.
The three of you stood in silence. Buck still held his arms up as if he was surrendering for an arrest. The two of you looking at Eddie while he looked at you.
“Um…” You started to say but stopped when you realized you didn’t actually know what to say.
Then after 30 seconds of complete silence all three of you burst out in uncontrollable laughter.
“Oh shit the lasagna!” Buck gasped rushing towards the oven. You and Eddie watched as he quickly pulled it out.
“Sooo you guys talk about me a lot?” Eddie smirked and you rolled your eyes grabbing his glass of the counter and shoving it against his chest.
“Just drink your juice, Diaz.” You muttered rolling your eyes.
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Hello! I'm looking for a fic where Buck is a shapeshifter. When he sleeps with people, he can take the shape of whoever the other person desires the most.
The main event is when Buck and Eddie finally sleep together and Buck is scared to look into the mirror because he fears he has shifted and it's not him that Eddie actually wants.
The fic mentions Eddie kissing the place where Buck's birthmark is on during sex but Buck dismisses it as just a heat of the moment thing, and that when he was with T*mmy, he had noticed he would shift into an Eddie-lookalike.
Anyway, Buck showers post-sex in the morning then looks in the mirror and realizes he didn't shapeshift at all, which means it's him Eddie wants the most. I think he kinda drops something on the ground and injures himself before or after that? Eddie takes care of him and Buck explains his powers.
I can't remember much afterwards, but it's been driving me insane trying to find it, so I would appreciate any help.
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All the ways I agree with that Captain Bobby Nash could come back without ruining the already set storylines / A lot of these are not incredibly realistic but Hen went to space and Athena landed a plane on a highway. Realism doesn’t actually exist here👀
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* Bobby had a closed casket funeral weeks after the government was refusing to release his body to Athena.
* How do we know they actually did?
* What if they pulled a switch and gave her like a realistic weighted manikin?
* Bobby has the only strain of this super virus and Tim expects us to believe that the American government wouldn’t want to do testing on that?
* Like I’m genuinely surprised that the government is just letting Chimney walk around freely.
* That man should be getting like monthly check ups of something! But back to Bobby.
* The only way to find a cure would be to also actively experiment with the disease itself so they’d need him, or at the very least they would need his blood.
* So what if after Bobby collapsed in the lab, maybe he wasn’t actually dead. Maybe the government just wanted it to look like he was actually dead
* Then you put him in a medically induced coma, and you transport him somewhere far away and they do secret testing on him.
* If the military was willing to let the entire team die in that lab, nothing would actually stop them from kidnapping a man who is believed to be dead…
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Buried Alive in Minnesota
* Bobby was buried with his family in Minnesota. We all know this.
* But what if he was alive?
* Like what if that fake script Oliver had posted forever ago about being buried alive was real?
* So he wakes up in a casket, the cemetery owner calls 911 claiming to hear what they believe to be some kind of sick prank
* But it’s not a prank. Bobby is yelling for help, while buried 6ft underground.
* The fire department comes out and they save him
* Only everyone there knows about Bobby’s past
* They think he’s lying about his family in LA, no one is listening to him
* Bobby gets admitted to a psychiatric facility where he’s being forcefully medicated making him forget things
* Then one day he sneaks and secretly spits out his medication after having a dream about Athena
* Then he slowly forms a plan
* He escapes from the hospital and runs to the nearest gas station
* He calls 9-1-1 and tells them he needs help but the 9-1-1 operator doesn’t believe him
* Bobby starts hitchhiking and walking just to get back to California
* Once he’s there he makes it to LA where he then goes to his house looking to find Athena
* But instead it’s a new family
* He thinks momentarily that maybe he did imagine it. Maybe he really never left Minnesota
* He gets discouraged but decides to check at the station just to be sure
* He walks there and the first person he sees is Harry.
* Harry calls for the team when he notices the man and everyone rushes to help the former captain
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Amnesia Plot
* After collapsing in the lab, the government takes his body believing him to be dead
* Only he wakes up and somehow Bobby gets long term amnesia
* He can’t remember who he is or what happened
* So the government sends him away setting him up with a new name and a new life
* Only after several months Bobby starts having weird dreams. Dreams about being a firefighter, dreams about Buck, about Athena, about California
* He goes to the doctor but they can’t really help him with strange dreams
* So Bobby sets out to do something research
* He discovers his true identity and rushes home to LA to be with his family again
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Buck gets high
* We all know they are setting Buck up to have a drug problem. (If you didn’t know that…sorry for the spoilers)
* So what if Buck can’t get a doctor to prescribe him medication anymore?
* Like maybe he went to a bunch of doctors but they don’t think he’s actually in pain so they won’t prescribe the medication anymore
* So Buck decides he’s gonna find his own way to get what he needs
* He befriends someone new while leaving the doctor and they tell him where to go to get what he needs
* Buck goes to some shady place outside of LA to get the drugs he wanted
* However before he can rush to his truck and take them, he sees Bobby sitting in the house also high
* He helps Bobby into his truck and takes him home
* At his house he calls Eddie saying he needs help
* Eddie arrives and then everybody helps Bobby get clean again while also helping Buck
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Wip link, Keith Leak Jr Sister!Reader, Platonic!Smosh cast
Synopsis: You were a kid when your big brother first joined Smosh. He’d taken you to work with him one time and suddenly you became a featured character in dozens of videos over the years. Now you’re an adult and it’s time for the cast to meet your fiancé…
Keith joined in 2015/ reader was 11-14/ Reader is now 22-25
Being the original Smosh kid was exactly what it sounded like. Even though you weren’t actually a baby when you met the original cast, they definitely saw you as one. You were the office kid, the baby sister of Smosh as the fans affectionately nicknamed you.
Fans adored you, and even though you hadn’t officially been a cast member back then, you were always treated like one. Appearing in videos like: Every *Blank* Ever, Try Not To Laugh, Eat it or Yeet it, and even Smosh livestreams. You lived your teens in Smosh videos then around the time of the Mythical merger, you started appearing less and less.
It had been a huge issue at the time. Fans accusing Mythical of casting you out but in reality you were just getting older. Branching out and doing other things. Mostly you were spending time with people your own age. But that’s all to say, you loved your Smosh family. You even had to release an official statement telling fans you weren’t kicked out and that you still loved everyone and there was absolutely no bad blood with Mythical. It was a coincidence of timing and nothing more.
And that also brings you to Today! Today you’d be the main guest of a Smosh Mouth episode titled:
Smosh Kid Returns with a surprise!
You were finally becoming a full time cast member. After branching out and doing your own thing for a bit you decided Smosh was exactly where you wanted to be. It just so happened to be an added bonus that your fiancé worked here too.
You met Trevor four years ago. You’d been home from college when Keith invited to a party at Ian’s. You agreed to go having nothing else really going on that night and you thought it would be nice to see everyone.
You had been at this party for almost two hours. You grabbed a cold water and stepped outside to cool off from the warm atmosphere. Going to the backyard you dropped down into a chair near the door.
You were lost in thought when you suddenly felt a presence near you and you looked over to see Trevor. He was looking up at the sky with his hands in his pockets.
“Hey.” You greeted and his eyes immediately found yours as if he didn’t even notice you were out here.
“Hey, sorry. Uh, mind if I join you?” He asked awkwardly and you gestured to the chair beside yours. He smiled before slowly sitting down.
“I know you, right?” He asked after a moment and you couldn’t help but laugh but you nodded nonetheless.
“Y/n. Keith’s sister.” You introduced while holding your hand out for him to shake.
“Holy shit, you’re the Smosh kid. I’m Trevor. I work for Mythical.” He explained while shaking your hand.
“Am I still the Smosh kid if I’m an adult?” You joked with a wink. He smiled, laughing in response even though your joke wasn’t that funny.
A small yet comfortable silence fell over the two of you. Before you decided to break it.
“You went to culinary school right?” You asked saying the first thing you could think of but his eyes began to sparkle as he nodded. The two of you spent the rest of the party sitting out there talking about college, life, and YouTube.
After the party you and Trevor stayed friends. Spending time together whenever you could and a few months later he’d asked you on a date. It took six dates before Trevor asked you to be his girlfriend and for the most part, no one really knew about your relationship.
It wasn’t that you were ashamed or trying to hide each other. But when the entire internet and your boyfriend’s employers act like your scary older siblings…relationships are hard.
So you waited. Then a few months ago on your third anniversary, Trevor proposed. You both told your families right away, but now…it was time to tell the internet.
“Hey Welcome to Smosh Mouth, I’m Shayne.” He announced in an overly enthusiastic voice before looking to Amanda
“Hey Welcome to Smosh Mouth, I’m Amanda. And we have a very special guest today. The original Smosh kid! Y/n!” Amanda cheered along with the cast that had gathered behind the camera on your request.
“Hi welcome to Smosh Mouth, in Y/n! And today…I have a surprise.” You smirked with a jokingly ominous tone. Winking in the direction of the camera but also coincidentally Trevor who sat behind it.
“For those of you who don’t know Y/n-“
“Which is absolutely insane of you! Get with the times!” Amanda joked cutting Shayne off and every laughed
“Y/n is Keith’s little sister and has been appearing in Smosh videos for the last decade.” Shayne explained and you nodded before leaning against the table.
“Yeah, I literally grew up in the Smosh office. Which is why I am so happy to announce, drum roll please!” You paused for dramatic effect while a loud drum roll filled the room as everyone tapped on any surface they could find.
“I’m officially a Smosh cast member!“
“You guys have no idea how crazy this is for me. I’m sitting here with a kid I’ve known since she was a pre-teen and now she’s in her 20’s and old enough to actually work here.” Shayne laughed but you could tell he was actually really emotional about it.
“College graduate and everything.” You added happily
You were nearing the end of the episode. After appearances from Ian, Anthony, Keith, Courtney, Olivia, and a few other cast members.You were now watching as Trevor came over sitting in Amanda’s seat what Arasha sat in Shayne’s. The three of you were now the youngest members of Smosh.
“As we prepare to wrap up the video there’s just one more thing I’d like to say.” Trevor smiled nervously and you subtly grabbed his hand under the table.
“Oh? What’s that?” Arasha asked confused as she thought you guys were just going to close out the video/pod together.
“I thought this was a good time to announce that I’m getting married he said with a shrug. Before anyone could react you spoke up. Trevor slid your ring from your index finger and back to your ring finger without even having to look down.
“Woah, that’s sooo crazy. I am also getting married.” You smiled pulling your connected hands onto the table. Your ring sparkling in the light.
“OH MY GOD!” Courtney yelled as the camera panned to show the cast members’ reactions. Everyone had a mixture of emotions before you were both swarmed. Hugs, cheers, and enough excitement to probably destroy the audio for the listeners.
“This has been Smosh Mouth. Thank you guys so much for watching.” You said waving at the camera as you felt several pairs of arms wrapping around you.
“I can’t believe the Smosh baby is getting married.” Ian fake cried in an attempt to hide how emotional he was as he hugged you. The two of you stood in the common area for lunch with everyone else.
“Can’t be a baby forever.” You laughed leaning your head against his shoulder.
“Y/n there you are! How do you feel?” Keith smiled handing you a bottle of water.
“I feel good. I’m happy everything is out. Happy for the future.” You replied happily while looking around. Your eyes catching Trevor’s for a moment as he stood with Anthony, Shayne, and Damien.
“Are they giving him the scary big brother talk already?” You laughed shaking your head at them.
“They aren’t the only ones. There’s a signup sheet going around.” Olivia joked as she walked past you couldn’t help but fondly shake your head.
Looking back you’re so thankful that your brother let you come to set with him as a kid. You have no idea where you’d be without Keith or Smosh and you weren’t ready to think about it either.
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Synopsis: Announcing your wedding and hard launching your relationship via a TikTok video
Fans had shipped the two of you since season one of Stranger Things. You played the oldest Sinclair sibling, a cheerleader and Steve’s best friend. Turned badass monster hunter, of course.
However the two of you never ended up together on screen sadly. Instead your Character ended up with Eddie, only to grieve him and then seemingly never pursue anything else. You weren’t sure, the Duffers had unfortunately left your ending pretty open ended.
However in real life, you had privately been dating Joe since 2019, getting engaged in 2024 and getting married just before Christmas of 2025. Yes it was a little stressful to get married in the middle of press but you both didn’t want to wait. The ceremony was small, family and a few friends. Of course the cast had also been invited.
The two of you had been over the moon about it all. When it came to telling fans, it was then that you realized you hadn’t really ever publicly spoke about each other. So you thought why not have a little fun with it all.
And the idea for the TikTok was born.
You were in New York for Finn’s Saturday Night Live show and you figured, why not film the TikTok in Central Park?
So you put on a white dress, was it supposed to be for your interview in two days? Yes. But you could wear it again. Then you did your makeup and for the first time since the wedding, instead of wearing your ring on a chain, you put it on your finger.
“Are you ready?” Joe asked when he saw you standing in front of the mirror admiring the ring on your finger. You looked up at him through your reflection before nodding your head.
“Let’s go announce a marriage.” You smiled.
The video starts with both your hands clearly in frame and your wedding ring shimmering in the light.
Then you both start walking down the path until you’re completely in frame. Once you are, Joe reaches over with the hand that’s not connected to yours and picks you up.
You laugh and throw your head back as he presses a kiss to your shoulder. Then he keeps walking and the video fades to black.
In the middle of the black screen was the text:
Oh you didn’t hear? We got married in December 💍💒
Because you didn’t want to take away from Finn’s weekend you waited until Monday to post the TikTok.
Y/n.L/n: That’s Mrs. Keery to you btw #IMarriedSteveHarrington #Imawifenow
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Y/n.L/n: Mrs. Keery Mrs. Keery MRS. KEERY 💍
To Joe:
They say no one really knows anything in their 20’s but I knew you. I knew I’d love you for the rest of my life before our first date was even over. I knew I wanted to spend every morning walking up next to you and every night falling asleep in your arms.
I’m so happy to be your wife and I can’t wait to spend forever with you. ❤️
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WIP Link, Found Family, Mentions of poor parent/child relationships, Oldest Daughter Syndrome, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending
Synopsis: Growing up, your family life was never great. So after you turned 18 you tried to put some distance, but now years later that distance is catching up to you.
“As a woman I hold so much sympathy for my mother, but as a daughter…I burn with anger.”
You should have known. That’s what you keep telling yourself. Because at this point it’s a repetitive pattern. So really in hindsight being blindsided by this was absolutely ridiculous.
From the moment you got to Los Angeles, you believed things were going to be different. Your parents were across the country, your siblings had other things to keep them busy. Things didn’t have to fall on you as the oldest child anymore. You had a new place to live and a new phone number. You were gone, you were done. You weren’t a doormat and you weren’t the family piggy bank anymore. Things were finally going your way and life actually felt like living for once.
You had a job that you loved, friends that you adored, you had a house that felt safe. Your walls were full of love and serenity. You lived in a house that never felt the rattle of slammed doors or the ricochet of broken objects thrown at its walls. Your house barely knew what anger sounded like outside of a video game loss. In your home you built a place full of all the comfort you once craved.
Outside of your house you had your job. Working at SMOSH had been a dream come true.
You had friends, you had support, you had love. You didn’t feel alone in the world anymore.
But of course, like sharks smelling a drop of blood in the water. Your parents seemed to always know when you were at your happiest. Always ready to snuff it out like an over used candle.
It started six months ago. Coincidentally right after your promotion was announced at Smosh. Going from a writer and games editor to a Cast member and Games Channel Assistant Director. You had already been in a handful of videos over your nearly three years with the company but it was finally official. You were now a cast member and fans were thrilled.
The Assistant director position came as a bit of a shock. But with Alexa transitioning out of the company, you thought it was temporary. You’d help Spencer when he needed it but you weren’t aiming for a promotion. So when it was given to you anyway, of course you accepted it.
Then it happened. Your mother who you hadn’t spoken to since you left home, texted you. Three long paragraphs. Each one longer than the last. Every line carefully curated to stab your insecurities, every sentence designed to lure your urge to please her, every demand worded in a way that read suggestion but breathed threat.
Your parents needed money. Apparently when your little sister got married she over spent. A wedding you didn’t even know took place before your mother’s text because you hadn’t been invited. The savings were gone and your father couldn’t work anymore. They’d have to sell the house soon and according to your mother you were the only one who could help. So you did what you’ve done your entire life… you grabbed a shovel and dug your parents out of the hole they created.
For three months, every Monday you sent your mother a check. $16,000 a week because that’s what she asked for. Because for your entire life, you grew to learn that when your mother didn’t get what she asked for she got mean. Mean to the world, mean to strangers, mean to you.
Then two weeks ago your little brother called. He lost his job and he needed a place to stay. You didn’t even k ow he was in California but still, you offered your couch without hesitation. Because what kind of big sister would you be if you didn’t.
Only your brother is a slob, he always had been. Your mom waited on him hand and foot. Giving him whatever he wanted his entire life so it should have been no surprise to you hoe he turned out. Quickly your home, your little safe corner of the world was filling with the stress you’d left in your home town and you didn’t know how to fix it.
The stress had slowly been building and all seemed to come to a head today. It was Monday and the first of the month.
You had to pay your mortgage which unfortunately meant you couldn’t send the full amount to your mom this week. Which you prayed would be okay just this once. Lying in your bed, you felt exhausted as you stared at the ceiling.
On your ceiling were small painted stars. You remember the day those stars got up there.
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Two Years Ago:
“I have always been fond of constellations. I used to watch them as a kid at night when I couldn’t sleep, you can see them very well in Los Angeles.” You shrugged as you leaned back in your chair with your feet propped up on your desk while you tossed a small tennis ball up in the air, catching it over and over. You and Spencer had been the only ones in the office pulling a late night to work on an outline for a games channel live stream.
“Like the Big Dipper and shit?” Spencer asked confused but you nodded your head without looking at him.
“The stars are kinda the only thing I miss about my hometown. They used to be so bright. I’d go out and just lay on the ground in my backyard until the sun rose.” You explained with a reminiscent smile. The conversation had slowly drifted back to work and you’d forgotten you even mentioned the stars to him that was until a few days later.
It was a Saturday and you had no plans. Spencer texted you asking to he could come over because he had a surprise and you agreed. A few minutes later he showed up with Angela, Amanda, Courtney, Tommy, Alex Aguilar, and Kiana. All of them held various buckets of glow in the dark paint, stencils, and paint brushes.
Spencer explained how he knew it wasn’t the same, but he thought it would be a nice way to see the stars again.
You all got to work, sending out a group message to the rest of the cast and crew inviting whoever was free. By Sunday night your bedroom ceiling was covered in tiny planets, stars and cute little rockets. Courtney and Angela even made a few paper planets to hang from the ceiling as well.
In the end, it was the kindest gesture you’d ever had directed at you. It had been the first time someone listened and did something for you before you even knew to ask for it.
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Right now staring at the ceiling was enough comfort to force you out of bed. Stumbling through the motions of preparing for work. However every step of the way was met with a hurdle.
In the shower you found that your body wash that you just bought was empty. That’s fine, you have more under the sink.
Brushing your teeth, the toothpaste tube was covered in toothpaste and the cap was missing, no big deal you’ll clean it off
You go to make your self some breakfast? Can’t have cereal because you’re out of milk. Can’t have toast or eggs because apparently you’re out of that too. The secret stash of muffins that Angela made just for you and delivered to your door last night? Those are also gone.
That’s fine, you can just have coffee and eat something at the office. Except, your brother apparently drank all the coffee creamer.
You go to get dressed grabbing your white Smosh hoodie from the laundry room only to find a giant stain across the middle like it had been used to clean something up. Ok, that’s less than fine. But you have other hoodies.
You try not to let it bother you as you get dressed and put your shoes on. But walking back through the living room, navigating through piles of your bother’s clothes you couldn’t help but be angry. Because sitting on your coffee table is a bowl full of untouched cereal, three muffins all half eaten, and your leftovers that you hadn’t even realized was missing but was supposed to be your dinner for the evening. And your brother? He laid sleeping peacefully on the couch as if he didn’t absolutely fuck up your entire morning.
So you shook him awake, probably not as gently as you would have any other day but who cares. He groaned slowly blinking up at you in confusion.
“What?” He asked before attempting to turn over and go back to sleep.
“You need to clean up in here. It stinks. Also next time you use the last of something or invite yourself to things in my house that aren’t actually for you. I’d appreciate it if you let me know.” You huffed and he just laid there with his eyes closed as if you hadn’t said a word so you snatched the blanket off him.
“HELLO?! IM TALKING TO YOU!” You yelled in frustration and he immediately sat up to snatch the blanket back but you stepped back before he could.
“God you are such a buzz kill. Fine I’ll clean up or whatever.” He sneered as if it was a great inconvenience to have to clean up after yourself in your 20’s.
You sighed throwing the blanket at his head before grabbing your bag, keys, and the travel mug that was unfortunately full of black coffee and headed to the door.
“Oh, can you get groceries later? You’re out of like everything.” Your brother called after you. You paused with your hand on the doorknob, closing your eyes as you took a deep breath.
“Fine.” You mumbled before leaving.
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The drive to work had been nothing but traffic. You didn’t have time to stop for breakfast or better coffee if you wanted to be on time. Which you absolutely did so food and caffeine would just have to wait.
Being stuck in traffic probably would have been a peaceful reprieve from your frustration if your mother didn’t text you. You hadn’t read the text but when the notification popped up the first thing you saw was:
I JUST GOT OFF THE PHONE WITH YOUR BROTHER…
That text had immediately been followed by a rapid stream of other messages. The constant dig ringing through your car speaker and cutting off your music. It was enough to cause a headache and you hadn’t even made it to work yet.
Turning your radio down to drove in silence as you let out shaky breaths. You wanted to cry, but you didn’t want your coworkers to worry about you.
This was your baggage, it wouldn’t be fair to them if you unloaded it at work. Especially not on a Monday of a filming week. So you did what you always do. You pushed all the stress, all the noise, all the pressure, and all the anxiety that your family filled you with to the side.
It wouldn’t be fine. Soon your parents would be back on their feet. Your brother would have a new job and a place to stay, and hopefully your sister wouldn’t need anything from you in the meantime. It could be okay. You could get through this. You just had to be patient. No matter how lonely and exhausting being patient felt.
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Arriving to work instantly made you feel a bit better. The energy of your coworkers was infectious.
You walked over to your desk, slowly putting your stuff down. Smiling whenever anyone greeted you.
“There she is! How was your weekend?” Spencer greeted walking over with his laptop in his hands.
“Oh um, it was okay. How was yours?” You asked cringing immediately when you noticed you didn’t match his energy at all. However he didn’t seem to notice not that it helped you relax any.
“Eh, I spent the weekend looking over game ideas. There’s a new game I wanted to try for the channel, maybe we could play it this weekend?” He asked hopefully but before you could respond both of your attentions were turned to Angela who was now standing beside you holding your coffee cup with a frown.
“Is this black coffee? Since when do you drink black coffee?” She scoffed as if this was absolutely ridiculous but you only laughed. Although you were sure your smile didn’t exactly meet your eyes.
Taking the cup from her hands you looked between her and Spencer. Both of them looking at you like you’d grown a second head.
“My brother used all my creamer okay? Black coffee is fine.” You shrugged hoping that would be the end of it but it wasn’t.
“But you could have used milk. Did you at least put sugar in it?” Angela asked while Spencer just frowned further
“Black coffee is fine for people who actually like drinking it. You have never been one of those people.” He insisted.
The conversation was cut off once again. This time by Olivia who came over because she needed your help. You quickly followed after her, grateful for the interruption.
Taking a sip of your coffee you immediately grimaced at the bitter taste. Immediately regretting that you hadn’t thought to at least put sugar in it. Oh well, gotta get some caffeine somehow.
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The days that followed did not get any better.
Your brother was treating your house like his bachelor pad. Dirty clothes and used dishes spread everywhere. Inviting people over at odd hours. Going through groceries like he’d been practicing for an eating competition. He didn’t respect you or your space.
Then there was your mother. Who went from yelling at you about the check being short, to yelling at you because apparently asking your brother to clean up made him feel bad. Apparently allowing him to live in your home FOR FREE for the last two and a half weeks was nothing. According to your mother you weren’t doing enough to support him. You weren’t helping him enough even when you’d been doing all you could.
As for your father and your little sister? Well, your father just kept saying the same thing he always said. “You know how your mother gets. Just do what she asks and maybe she won’t be angry anymore.” A phrase you have heard your entire life. A phrase you were so sick of hearing but didn’t actually know how to escape.
And finally your sister. Your sister who made some financial advisor in Miami, was now a stay at home wife. She was desperately trying to become a beauty influencer and wanted to use your name and your Smosh fan base to do it. Which technically would be fine if she didn’t constantly talk shit about your job. Saying you were all just over grown children who needed to grow up instead of playing video games all day.
So really it wasn’t hard to understand why you were a walking ball of anxiety.
The tipping point in all of this had been what you could only describe as the absolute downfall of your mental stability.
For three years, you had been known as someone who was always on time. Incredibly reliable, never needing a reminder, just always on top of things.
So completely missing a deadline was absolutely unheard of. But you did.
“What?” You asked in horror while looking between Ian, Anthony, and Spencer.
“The games video…for tomorrow? Did you finish it?” Spencer asked almost amused as if he genuinely thought you were joking. Which why wouldn’t he, you have literally never fucked up this bad.
“Tomorrow? No it’s not…” You started to say as you shook your head while opening the camera app on your phone. Sure enough on tomorrow’s date you had three scheduled events.
•Games Video Edit Due
•Send Money to Mom
•Call job recruiter for brother
“Shit.” You hissed before slipping your phone back in your pocket. Looking at the three men in front you could practically feel the concern pouring off of them in waves.
“Um, I’ll have it done by the end of the day.” You promised. Rushing to your desk to work on it until it was time to film.
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Unfortunately you couldn’t say that forgetting one deadline is where things stopped for you. If anything, everything just progressively got worse.
You felt like you were drowning inside your own head with no rescue in sight. Even if you could ask for help, you had no idea what to say or even who to ask.
Then fans started noticing. Edits upon edits of you zoning out in videos. Not laughing along to jokes in livestreams. Your usual banter was gone and it was clear to anyone who had been a fan for ages.
However before the fans noticed, your friends did. First it was Spencer, you had cancelled three hangouts in a row. Two of which had been work related.
Then Angela noticed. The shared jokes and banter you both had in videos would be met with a blank stare. Off set you seemed tired, stiff even as if you were just going through the motions but you weren’t really present.
Cortney noticed several things. But what finally caused them to do something about it was seeing the look on your face one random Thursday afternoon.
It was right as lunch was ending. You had been hidden away in a conference room all morning working. She didn’t even know if you’d taken a break. But watching you step out of that room, phone gripped tightly in your hand as a dazed and clouded look covered your features.
“Hey?” They whispered as not to startle you but it didn’t matter. Courtney’s heart absolutely shattered when you flinched at the sound of their voice. As if you’d been so trapped in your head you’d literally forgotten where you were.
“Hey Court! Sorry, did you need the room? I can move to the other one. Just let me-“
“No no, it’s okay I just. I wanted to check on you. Is everything okay?” They asked softly, studying the way your eyes seemed to look through them. Completely unfocused and glazed over. Courtney almost wanted to ask when the last time you slept was but she didn’t want you to think you were being interrogated.
“Me? What? Oh yeah I’m fine. Everything is fine.” You lied putting a wide fake smile on your face. One you had practiced and protected by the age of nine.
But it didn’t work. Not here. Not at Smosh where people knew you. Where everyone knew and recognized what your real smile looked like. As if you’d could sense it, you quickly changed the topic.
“I have to go call my mom before my break ends. So I’ll see you later.” You rushed out, walking away without waiting for a response.
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“Okay, I’ve had it. We have to do something.” Angela demanded while looking around. It was the end of the work day and everyone had been packing up to leave.
Before the stress you would have stayed back a bit. Wanting to talk as everyone walked out to their cars together. But now? Now as soon as you were done for the day you were practically sprinting to your car.
“About?” Amanda asked turning to see Angela staring at your desk. Normally neat and tidy but now currently covered in sticky notes. You practically had to remind yourself to breathe these days.
“Angela’s right. She’s been off for weeks. The other day I saw her accidentally pour half a cup of hot tea on her lap a she barely even reacted.” Chanse pointed out earning looks of concern from everyone who heard him.
“I tried to check in with her last week. But she told me she was fine even when it’s so clear that she’s not.” Courtney sighed, running a hand through their hair.
“Same thing happened to me yesterday. She said she was fine and did that weird smile thing she’s been doing lately.” Damien frowned. His bag slung over his shoulder as he contemplated what they should do.
“Do you…do you think she even knows something is wrong? Like maybe this is something not new and she doesn’t even realize she’s struggling?” Ian hesitantly asked and everyone looked around at each other while processing his words.
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It took longer than anyone wanted to admit to find a way to help you.
Up first, Courtney sent Shayne. Deciding it was time to use that degree for something other than a Smosh video.
So Shayne casually walked over to you while you were sitting at your desk during lunch. He asked if the two of you could talk which you didn’t mind. Shayne had always been easy to talk to. Talking to Shayne felt like what you wanted it to feel like when you interacted with your brother.
So really it shouldn’t have come as a surprise to you that you went from talking about Stardew Valley updates, to your actual brother. You talked about how you wanted to help him because he was family but at the same time you hated that you had to be the one to do it.
“Why?” Shayne asked suddenly and you paused looking at him in confusion.
“Why what?” You laughed
“Why do you have to be the one to do it?” He supplied and you frowned
“Well because he’s my little brother. I just…I…I guess I’ve never thought about why beyond that.” You hummed shocked with yourself. That was just what it had always been from the moment he was born.
‘This is your baby brother so you have to take care of him’
You never really thought about it any other way because you’d never been given the opportunity to do so.
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A few days after talking to Shayne, you spent a lot of time thinking things over. You decided Shayne was right. Why did you have to be the one to do it?
Easy answer? Because you allowed yourself to be that person for so long that it felt like obligation.
But you had an obligation to yourself and to the life that you built here in LA. One that was rapidly falling apart at the seams. You could barely afford rent, you couldn’t keep groceries, and you couldn’t even sleep.
So…why not just, stop?
The first thing you did was you turned off the automatic payments to your parents. If you could figure it out, so could they. And if they couldn’t? Well they had two other adult kids who could finally help for once. Or didn’t have to be you all the time.
Then after getting off the phone with the bank, you went to your living room where your bother was loudly playing your video games. You turned off the console, standing in of the TV with your hands on your hips.
“HEY!” Hey yelled angrily
“You need to get a job.” You demanded and he scoffed rolling his eyes.
“Whatever-“
“No, not whatever. And I wasn’t done. You aren’t a little kid anymore and I am not your mother. If you want to freeload in someone’s house move back home. In fact, move back home anyway. I want you out by the end of the month.” You said firmly and he stared at you with wide eyes looking like a fish out of water the way he kept opening and closing his mouth.
Then finally his shock was replaced with anger as he stood up from the couch.
“That’s like two weeks away! You can’t do that! I’ll…I’ll call mom!” He exclaimed and you couldn’t help but laugh. A threat that normally would have worked but suddenly no longer had any effect.
“Call her. Maybe she’ll finally visit LA now that her precious baby needs her.” You laughed humorlessly before walking over to grab your purse and slip your shoes on.
“Where are you going?” He asked in disbelief. You grabbed your car keys and opened the door before responding.
“Out. Believe it or not, I can actually be someone other than this family’s fucking doormat.” You said over your shoulder, slamming the door behind you.
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“Look who it is!” Spencer cheered opening his front door with a wide smile.
“Hey Spence. Did you guys start without me?” You asked walking inside behind him. You could hear a few of your friends talking in the living room while you kicked your shoes off. Pushing them to the side next to Tommy’s boots.
“Nah, still waiting on a few more people.” He explained while studying you. You couldn’t help but laugh at the fond look on his face.
“What?” You smiled but she only returned it while shaking his head.
“I just missed you.” He shrugged before leading you to the living room. Spencer invited everyone over for a teams style Smash Ultimate Tournament livestream to celebrate his twitch channel reaching 1M subscribers.
“Hey!” Angela cheered when she saw you, a wine glasses and a slice of pizza in each hand. You smiled and sat down next to her, leaning in for a hug.
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You wouldn’t say things immediately got better for you but they did eventually.
Your brother did end up moving out. First it was to stay with a friend before enviably moving back home. As for getting a job, well he still would rather play video games at home all day.
Your mother continued to try and guilt trip you about money and providing for the family. But you told her it wasn’t your job to pay for a house that never felt like home. When the guilt trips and manipulation attempts didn’t stop, you decided it wasn’t finally time to officially go no contact. You loved your mother, shed your mom. But loving from a distance was all you could offer her.
Your sister never really did give up the whole influencer thing, but she did stop trying to use Smosh fans to do it. Apparently she’d said some rather awful things about you and the company that you never cared to look into. Fans were quick to place loyalty and defend you not that you needed it. But you definitely appreciated it nonetheless.
And as for your father? He filed for divorce and is now attending weekly therapy sessions. Sometimes you join via zoom. He wants a relationship with you and he has apologized for the way he treated you and for allowing your mother to treat you the way she had. You were grateful for the apology but true forgiveness has yet to be earned.
Finally as for you and your home? Your house became your safe space again. Work was back to normal and you were regularly seeing a therapist.
“Hey, ready for the day?” Angela asked as you both got out of your cars outside the office.
In your hands was a travel mug and a homemade muffin Angela had baked at your house the night before. Your coffee prepared exactly the way like it.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.” You agreed linking one of your arms with her’s before you both walked inside.
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how do you block posts cos yours are always terrible
Hey, so this is absolutely insane!
It’s one thing to not like my work, that’s fine. It’s not for everyone. But going out of your way to tell me it’s terrible? (When I know it’s not!)
Like genuinely you could have just blocked me. But instead you chose to hide behind being anonymous, in an attempt to what? Ruin my day? Hurt my feelings?
But all you really did was tell me that you’ve read all my work. That by ‘blocking posts’ instead of ‘blocking me’, you plan to continue reading my work.
So genuinely, I hope you got whatever you were looking for with this interaction. Stay safe. Stay blessed. ✌🏾💋✨
Every so often when looking through my fics I come back to this anonymous message and I still laugh at it. I’m talking a full and genuine laugh!😅
I know my work isn’t for everyone and I know that my writing style could use some improvement as all things are not truly perfect. I have never claimed to be a fantastic writer or even a good one, just a writer who is better than I was when I started.
But to this day, this is the only time anyone other than myself has referred to my writing as terrible and I have been writing fan fiction for 12 years. I do still wonder what this person was hoping to gain from this but I choose to believe they were just having a bad day and it actually had nothing to do with me or my work. But who’s to say. 🤷🏾♀️
I hope they blocked me so they get to miss out on all the things I’ve written since they sent this message. But if they didn’t, well I guess that’s fine too.
Also of note, I got this anonymous message after posting like two fics so ‘always terrible’ was a bit of a reach anyway. 😂😂😂
I don’t have an uploading/posting schedule so I’m not sure when I’ll finish this! It’s really just based on the time and motivation I have for a fic.
Feel free to submit a request while you wait for this fic to come out! My requests are always open but be sure to read through the guidelines before submitting anything.💛 (Guidelines & Masterlist are pinned on my profile!)
I don’t have an uploading/posting schedule so I’m not sure when I’ll finish this! It’s really just based on the time and motivation I have for a fic.
Feel free to submit a request while you wait for this fic to come out! My requests are always open but be sure to read through the guidelines before submitting anything.💛 (Guidelines & Masterlist are pinned on my profile!)
