AU prompt !!! A bit more serious than my usual shenanigans
May and Ravi childhood penpals. She gets an assignment at school to write to a penpal, and she chooses a boy in a kids’ cancer ward. It starts out as just fulfilling the assignment, but after a few letters Ravi writes back and a friendship is struck. It means a lot of both of them and they continue for a few years (maybe until the start of the show) when they lose touch.
May always wonders what happened to her childhood friend, until one day she and Ravi are talking after a date and he brings up letters he used to get, and how much they meant to him…
Idk how much you’d need to stretch canon, but I find the idea of them reconnecting once their adults to be very sweet (I also don’t know how old Ravi is supposed to be ??? So I don’t know when makes sense that they’d start writing but that’s why it’s AU lmao)
woohoo! let’s go! Uh, current day is season 8 divergent
1. May’s Grade 5 class starts doing a penpal program with a local children’s hospital. May writes about her annoying little brother and the bracelets she and her friends made on the weekend. She doesn’t know who it’s going to yet, so she doesn’t know what they might be interested in. Her dad let her help with some of the new flowers in the garden a couple weeks ago and she adds that in too. Their teacher has them sign with just their initials. When her mom hears that she nods in approval. May doesn’t know why.
2. She gets a letter back from a boy a year older than her. He has two sisters, one older, one younger. He tells her he’s in the hospital for cancer treatment. He doesn’t usually have to stay there, but they’re trying a new chemo and they don’t want him to have a bad reaction at home. May thinks that sounds pretty awful. He’s interested in the garden and the bracelets, and what games her brother is playing. May draws him a photo of the garden and names as many of the flowers as she can remember, and tells him about Harry’s love of Mario Kart and Pokémon. She takes off her bracelet and slips it into the envelope, because she’d learned how to make adjustable ones and it should fit him. She does also ask for his favourite colours so she can make him one that’s just for him, not a reused one.
3. His favourite colour is green, so May makes him a bracelet with four different colours of green, plus a cream to split them up. It takes her most of the weekend, because the first one comes out crooked and she remakes it so he’ll have a better one. She keeps the first one for herself. He’s good at math, and he sends her some tips to help out, since he’s already done that year. She does better on her next math test and her dad is so proud. So is her penpal. She sends him updates on the garden and her mom helps her press one of the flowers to send to him. They don’t have any green flowers, but she picks a daisy with some nice leaves so he at least has a little green. A fresh flower would probably be better but she doesn’t know how long it takes for the letters to get there.
4. They don’t do penpals in sixth grade, but the last May had heard, he was about to get out of the hospital. She hopes he’s doing well. The green bracelet lasted most of the summer, until it fell off when she was weeding the garden with her dad. She has a box for birthday cards and letters from her grandparents, and she adds in her penpal’s letters and the frayed green bracelet.
5. May kind of forgets about her penpal over the years, just thinking about him when she has to rearrange her letter box. Luckily it’s at her apartment when Mom and Bobby’s place catches fire, because she would have been devastated to loose all of that on top of everything else. Honestly, she and Harry were luckier than Mom and Bobby, because most of their current stuff was at May’s apartment or with Dad, and May’s been obsessively updating their family photos ever since she worked at dispatch and realized just how many things can happen to a house.
6. In the aftermath of the fire, May runs into the 118 a lot more. They’re always at Mom and Bobby’s apartment trying to figure out what to do about their (hopefully temporary) Captain Gerrard problem. One day she and Ravi are leaving at the same time, and almost bump into each other going out the door. They laugh and ride the elevator down together and Ravi asks her if she wants to get a coffee.
7. Ravi’s really fun, May realizes. They leave the coffee shop with each other’s numbers and plans for dinner.
May and Ravi’s shared experiences of being first responders makes dating a lot easier, actually. May’s finishing up her last year at university, and Ravi’s shift hours are weird, but they make it work, texting and calling when they can’t see each other in person.
It’s a little weird when the rest of the 118 finds out — May has to borrow Ravi’s car when her’s is in the shop, so she drives him to the station — but otherwise it’s really, really good.
8. Mara reminds May of herself, a little bit. Their trauma is different but they both had to deal with too much too young. She tries to remember what she liked at that age, to connect with Mara, and remembers the bracelets she used to make in middle school. She stops at a craft store and picks up one of the bags of thread for friendship bracelets.
The first few she makes are wonky, but eventually she gets back into the groove. She wants to have nice examples for Mara.
She brings her supplies over to Ravi’s house one night, thinking she can make him one. When she asks for his favourite colour, he says green, and she picks out a few different shades. She almost goes with a white to separate them, but picks up the cream instead because it looks nicer next to the greens, a little softer than the white.
Ravi watches curiously as she cuts the thread and gets started.
“I used to have a bracelet like that when I was a kid,” he says.
“Oh yeah? Did you learn how to make them at summer camp? Or did your sisters make you one?” May’s focused on the bracelet.
“Uh, a penpal actually,” Ravi tells her. “She gave me one that she’d already made, then made me a green one — that’s been my favourite colour forever.”
“A penpal?” May looks up at him.
Ravi nods. “Yeah, when I was in the hospital. It was like a school project thing, but she was really nice.”
“Did she have a little brother and garden with her dad?”
“…yes,” Ravi says slowly. “How did you know that?”
“MG,” May points at herself. “And you were RP.”
Ravi sits down next to her. “Wow, what are the chances?”
“I have no idea,” May laughs.
“I loved getting your letters,” Ravi says earnestly. “I couldn’t wear the bracelets right away because of the IVs and stuff, but as soon as I got out I wore them.” He smiles. “And I really loved hearing about your garden. Being inside was so boring.”
“Next you’re going to tell me you still have them,” May laughs.
“I do,” Ravi says. “Well, they’re at my parents’, but I still have them.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
“You know,” May says, an idea forming in her mind, “you have a lot of space in your yard here.”
“Yeah?”
“We could make a garden here.”
“With lots of daisies?”
“With lots of daisies.”
Ravi looks at her. “Do you need to finish that bracelet right now?”
“No.”
Ravi scoops her off the couch as she laughs, carrying her down the hall to the bedroom.
His eyes drift over the stubbled jaw, the full bottom lip, the mole under his left eye, the scar right above his right eyebrow and back down until locking with Eddie’s.
He’s never quite been able to describe the way Eddie’s gaze settles on him most of the time. He knows it pierces through him, reading every last inch of him like a well-loved book, voraciously soaking up everything there is to learn about Buck. He knows it’s telling, and always fond. He knows it keeps Buck steady, helps him stay anchored.
He knows that Eddie’s eyes with Buck have never been truly guarded. Even though it’s always been difficult for him to be vulnerable, Eddie gifts that vulnerability to Buck in a thousand different ways. It’s not effortless, because nothing difficult is ever effortless, but he does it in a way that makes Buck feel worthy. He does it in a way that doesn’t expect anything out of Buck, even for the privilege that it is.
And that’s how Eddie’s looking at him now, every last detail more pronounced by the diminishing space between them.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Buck asks, almost soundlessly. Hope cloys the words into something sticky sweet, strands of sugar stretching from Buck’s lips to Eddie’s gaze.
“How am I looking at you?”
“Like…,” he whispers, anxiety looping around his lungs once before he decides to take the plunge. “Like you’re in love with me.”
Hello! First time poster, so bare with me, please! I am looking for a #bucktommy fic
Tommy and Buck are having "fun" in the bedroom while Eddie is on the couch. Tommy being a little possessive... and Buck is very vocal about all the fun is having, forgetting about Eddie being there.
I can't find the fic anymore, so if anyone has an idea, please please please get back to me!
Could you do a imaging with Buck from 911. I love the opposite attracts idea. Like a secret girlfriend, because she isn’t a fan of being around people. She’s different from all the other girls that buck dated
Thank you
Hope you have a good day:)
A Good Different
You sat on the couch in your baggy sweat pants and oversized shirt. You watched as your boyfriend ran around the house getting ready.
He wasn’t the type of guy you were used to but he made you feel so special and loved. And you knew for a fact you weren’t the type of girl he had been with before. But none of that mattered, you loved each other and nothing could change that.
“Are you sure you don’t want to come?” Buck asked sitting down in front of you on the couch facing you.
“No Buck, you know it’s not my thing, you go have fun” I said, urging him to go.
“Are you sure? I don’t have to go” he replied.
“Evan, baby, look at me, I want you to go have fun, I know how much you love going to hang out with the 118. Go have fun, beside I have a new crime documentary I want to watch” you said, switching the channel to your show.
“Fine, I’ll miss you” he leaned over to kiss you.
“I love you” he said
“I love you too” you sighed, “give me 10 minutes and I’ll be dressed”
You aren’t the type to hang with a bunch of people but if it made Buck happy then you would push your fears away.
10 minutes later you came out in ripped jeans and a faded black concert tee. You threw on your combat boots and grabbed your bag.
“Damn your beautiful” Buck whispered grabbing you in a kiss, “maybe we should stay home”
He chuckled as he kissed you passionately. You smiled under his kisses. When the two of you finally separated you headed for the door.
You applied your makeup in the car adding your dark lipstick to top it off. As Buck pulled into the drive way you started to get nervous. Looking over at your Buck noticed your demeanor.
“Hey you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, we can go home” he said grabbing your hand.
You gave his a squeeze and shook your head no.
“No, let’s stay, I want to do this for you. These people mean the world to you. And because of that they mean the world to me, it’s time I finally met them” you reply.
Buck gets out and runs to open your door. He leads you to the front door. Buck opens it and goes in.
“Hey everybody we’re here!” He yells
“Finally!”
“About damn time!”
You hear every yell from the main area. As you follow Buck down the stairs of the house, you think he said it belonged to his captain and his wife. Everyone stops and looks at you.
“Woah! Buck who is this?” A dark haired man smiles.
“Chimney!” A woman smacks his arm. You recognize her as Buck’s sister.
“Sorry about him, I’m Maddie, Buck’s sister” Maddie said, coming over to you.
Buck could feel you get nervous. He squeezed your hand.
“Everyone this is Y/N, my girlfriend” he says. He leads you over to a chair. He then introduces everyone. You slowly start to feel at home. He was right the 118 does feel like a family.
buck/eddie. 34.4k words. complete. rated e. eddie moves to texas, angst with a happy ending, sexting.
“My luggage got delayed coming in from Phoenix but it should be in tomorrow.”
Eddie is, of course, not fine. He hasn’t been fine since he left for El Paso yesterday. He suspects he wasn’t fine long before that, but he was able to keep it beaten back with a stick. Not so much anymore.
“That sucks.”
They’ve been different since Eddie made the decision to move to El Paso a few weeks back. He could have sworn Buck was okay. He was okay in the kitchen that day, when he flipped the iPad over and unearthed Eddie’s tender familial burns. He was okay on the couch, the couch Eddie had to leave behind, the couch he mourns for reasons too complicated to think about. He was okay on the virtual call with the real estate agent. He was okay. They were okay.
“Yeah, it really does. All of my underwear was in that luggage.”
They don’t feel okay.
I need a crack episode , and its just the 118s Drama trough the years... But, its from the POV of all the other stations, and we would get guest apperances from people who nö longer work at the 118, like Lucy and Lena😂
... Yes, Tommy mentioning, that harbor heard everything on the Radio is giving me fanfiction vibes😂💗
