WIP Poll results
Poll is done, and the winner was the werewolf4werewolf fic! It was owed around 16 sentences, but honestly, I got bored and just wrote for all of my WIPs, so why the hell not, here they are.
werewolf4werewolf (16 sentences)
Buck finally reached out to Tommy after days of agonizing about what to say to him. He started light and easy, asking Tommy for a tour of Harbor station. Unfortunately, their day got cut short because Tommy had prior plans with Eddie, but Buck felt like rolling up in a happy ball anyway over the fact that Tommy had made time for him despite that.
They started texting after. At first, just a couple of little things. Buck had offered to take Tommy out for a beer, wanting to spend more time with him and figure out why everything inside of him felt such a need to stay close to him. They went out for drinks, and Buck still didn’t understand. And he normally understood himself so well, so he was sort of growing obsessed with it.
In the end, he figured it out entirely by accident.
It started like this: Tommy texted Buck, asking him whether he was willing to help Tommy out. And Buck really had to rein himself in to not text him, Anything, with a hundred exclamation points. Tommy needed help sorting out a couple of things. His house wasn’t huge, but he had a room upstairs he didn’t use for anything but storage, and he wanted to clean it out and maybe build a hobby room, or something along those lines.
Buck was eager to help. Any reason to hang out with Tommy. And there was deep excitement rumbling up in his chest like a satisfied growl at the thought of being invited into Tommy’s home.
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super sensitive tommy porn (12 sentences)
It wasn’t like it was a big deal. Buck knew that sometimes, people just weren’t into it. But he couldn’t stop thinking about it, because he loved it so much, and he wanted to give Tommy the same feeling back.
Tommy didn’t bottom. He hadn’t the whole time that they’d been together. And Buck had never questioned it, never thought to bring it up, because he loved it so much, so he’d always been eager to get fucked. But this was their second go, and he started wondering if he hadn’t considered Tommy enough. He’d never even asked him whether he wanted to switch it up. Buck would be lying if he said he didn’t want to see what Tommy looked like when he took a dick, but he’d be okay with it if Tommy didn’t want it.
They’d promised each other open communication, and so, Buck asked, one morning while they were sitting at the counter in Tommy’s kitchen, starting their shared days off.
“Hey, Tommy?” Buck asked.
“Hm?” Tommy hummed in reply, his hands wrapped around his coffee cup.
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non traditional omegaverse (11 sentences)
He didn’t wash the shirts he had from Tommy, he never did. He knew at one point, they would lose the last traces of Tommy’s scent, and then he’d wash them and give them back, hopefully to soon get new ones.
He vacuumed and dusted, and wiped down the countertops and the dining table. He cleaned the mirrors and windows, and made a list for what he needed to buy when he finally went out to do his grocery shopping. He tried to keep busy a bit, as to not think about what Tommy was up to, because that would send him back into imagining him in bed or maybe on the couch or the shower, jerking off, and it would keep Buck from doing anything but jerking off, himself.
He wanted Tommy so much. He wanted to be with him right then and there, help him take the edge off. Make him feel good, make him feel safe like Buck did during his heat. And he just wanted to share space with him, see him, hold him.
God, it had been so long since he’d felt like this about someone. Maybe he’d never quite felt like this ever before. He had to do something about it.
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Sentinel Buck AU (6 sentences)
The day that Buck went in for testing, he was a nervous wreck. He already woke up feeling jittery, and it not get better over the rest of the day. He had another bland breakfast, just like the days before, and the shower proved to be a challenge.
He zoned when he checked the temperature of the water, and needed Tommy to help him. But he also felt, for the first time, overwhelmed with everything Tommy. It had been a comfort the whole time and it still was, but in in the humid air of the shower, having so much glistening wet, naked skin in front of him and Tommy’s scent so close, Buck felt like he was going insane.
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Alien Tommy monsterfucking (4 sentences)
If he could, he would spend all his time down here, but he was needed, especially these days. With them nearing their destination, the others were on his case all the time. He needed to check and re-check the functionality of pretty much everything. The engine, the hull, the tech in the control room.
