#buckmaddie

[dandelioncasey]

There is a spectrum of fictional incest from 'we're incredibly codependent and protective of each other and nobody else understands me like you do' (e.g. wincest) to 'we have been apart for a long time and our experiences have greatly affected us in different ways but something is still connecting us' (e.g. lukeleia) and somewhere in the middle of this spectrum is buckmaddie

[honestlydarkprincess]

send me a ship + a prompt and i'll write you a lil thing!

ships i'll write for: buckmaddie, jonsa, ghoulcy, cegan, negan/lydia (twd), hannigram, thiam, steter, halecest, kingdon, hucklerobby, darklina (these are my main interests rn, but i will write for any of the ships in my pinned post)

prompts can be from prompt lists, little vague ideas, a word, etc.

please only send a prompt if you're okay with me taking eons to fill it, i go where the muse goes and sometimes the muse is finicky

[sad-girl-hours23]

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Maddie & Buck living together when she comes to LA

After a few weeks, Maddie notices Buck has started to stockpile on fruits, pineapple especially--fresh, frozen, in smoothies and she asks him about it and he says he's just trying to eat healthier and make sure they both eat healthier. She mentions that he doesn't buy as many vegetables and he just shrugs it off and says they're higher maintenance--and Bobby hasn't taught him anything beyond breakfast yet--and that fruit just tastes better. Maddie shrugs it.

A week or two later, after Buck comes home from the store and is putting away the groceries, Maddie says, "still on your health kick, I see."

And Buck doesn't know why he blurts it out, but he tells Maddie he read somewhere that eating a lot of fruit makes your cum taste better.

Maddie frowns and says, "That can't be true--that sounds made up."

"It's not made up, it's true, I--I tested it."

Maddie raises her eyebrows. "You tested it?"

Maddie's face goes through a complicated array of expressions until she finally says, "okay then." She gets up and says she's going to watch TV in her room.

Over the next week, Buck notices Maddie eating more fruit. Like, every time they're home together, she seems to be eating it and he thinks about what he told her and he just--cannot stop wondering what she tastes like. One night, she's eating strawberries dipped in whipped cream and he has to excuse himself from the kitchen and goes to his bedroom and fucks his fist about it (and as he licks the cum off his hand he wonders if Maddie would enjoy how he tastes).

A few days later, they're on the couch watching TV when Maddie says, "you were right." When Buck looks at her, puzzled, she elaborates--"it does taste better."

Buck blushes, a little embarrassed that he's getting hard just from hearing Maddie talk about it. He doesn't know why she's telling him this,

but then she tilts her head and smirks and says, "but you shouldn't take my word for it."

He swallows hard. "I shouldn't?"

Maddie shakes her head. "If you're good, maybe I'll let you have a taste."

Buck's already nodding. "I can be good."

"Good. You're going to stay right there and watch me get myself off and no touching--not me and not yourself."

"Okay."

Maddie undresses and lays on the couch. She plays with her tits as she rubs her clit and Buck can't take his eyes off of her pussy and how wet it is--and he's so fucking turned on by the slick sounds she's making as she rubs herself--and he's leaking in his sweatpants and has the dizzying, half-hysterical thought that it must be a family thing.

After she comes, Maddie sticks three fingers in her pussy and makes sure Buck sees how coated they are before she sticks them in her own mouth and sucks.

"Maddie," Buck whines, practically humping the air.

Maddie gets her fingers wet again, practically dripping, and then she crawls over to Buck and straddles him and shoves her fingers past his lips and onto his tongue, pressing down until he's moaning around them and then he licks and sucks them clean.

"Was I good?"

Maddie smiles and ruffles his hair. "You were so good, baby. I think you deserve a taste."

Buck's confused for a moment, until Maddie goes back to the other side of the couch and lays with her legs spread. Now he's the one crawling over to her. He buries his face in her pussy and eats her out until she's come two more times and he ruts against the couch until he comes too.

[deaddoveangel]

sooo to maybe help get back in the groove of writing send me a ship + a prompt and I'll write you something small for it?? maybe a few sentences or whatever i can come up with 💓

[userautumn]

Buck and Maddie should have run away together when they had the chance. Even if they still ended up back in Los Angeles, they would have learned a lot of lessons about themselves and each other that they struggle to learn now

[pucksandpilots]

It starts out with Maddie pressing her lips to Buck's forehead, checking his fever. It's not like their mother ever gave a shit if he was sick, so it was just another thing that fell onto Maddie's plate. She didn't mind, Buck was so sweet when he was sick— so soft spoken with his raspy little voice and leaning into her touch like she was medicine. So what if Buck tips his head up and presses his lips against hers as she pulls back? That small act could be blamed on his fever and Maddie would never say a word. It was her job to take care of her little brother— a job she took very seriously, she couldn't put all her trust in a thermometer.

[comeon-intothemadhouse]

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[unclean-hands]

Harmful Habits

When Maddie was struggling with Doug, she used to go find Buck. She would confide in him about all that was going on, and Buck, helpless as he was to change things, would just listen and try to offer her comfort with the thing he knew best— sex.

He lost track of the number of times that they would end up in bed together, with him tracing over her bruises and never failing to remind her how amazing and beautiful he thought she was while his cock was buried in her tight, wet cunt.

Then, Maddie got away from Doug, found Chim and felt better about herself. She didn't need Buck or his particular brand of self-care anymore. Buck tried his best not to need her either, and it worked for a while, until Tommy dumped him. He could feel himself starting to spiral about how unlovable he was, so what could he do but go to the only person who's always loved him?

He can't keep still, shifting from foot to foot as he stands in front of Maddie's house and works up the nerve to knock on the door. As luck would have it, Maddie opens her front door to grab the mail just as Buck lifts his fist to knock on the door.

They both scream, Maddie clutching her mail to her chest as if Buck was there to steal it off her porch. "Buck... what are you doing here?" she asks once the initial shock wears off. "And why are you just standing at the door?"

"I'm not, I wasn't," Buck frowns, defensive. "Just... are you home alone?"

"Yeah, it's just me," She smiles, then it drops, "everything okay?"

"I need you," Buck looks back at her, his eyes half scared and half hopeful that she'll understand and not make him say it out loud.

"Okay, well, come on in, I'll make some coffee and we can talk," She smiles and turns about to step back into her house when Buck reaches out and grabs her arm. Her first instinct is to yank her arm away, but she forces herself to stay, just turning back to look at her brother. There's a pause and then a hint of recognition in her eyes. Buck watches her throat as she swallows. "Okay, come in," She repeats, softer this time.

Once the door is closed behind them, Buck loses all resolve. He pulls her in, pressing their bodies impossibly close and pushing his lips against hers with a soft breath. He moves his hand up to her cheek as he pushes his tongue into her mouth. She tastes more grown-up than he remembers, but he'd never be able to describe what he meant if someone asked him.

Maddie lets him taste every inch of her mouth before she pulls away, breathless and tingling. "Bedroom?"

It was so reminiscent of earlier times, when they would wait until their parents were out somewhere, and one of them would turn to the other with just one word. Bedroom. Same as before, the two would push and pull, all hands and teeth. Licking, biting and panting until they reached Maddie's bedroom, Buck kicking the door shut.

He gently guides her back toward the bed, but doesn't push her down on it. Instead, he grips the bottom of her shirt and pulls it up over her head.

Maddie does the work of removing her bra while Buck pulls his own shirt off, muscles flexing as he grabs from behind. He lets it fall to her floor, more focused on getting his hands on her tits, feeling and groping roughly with a soft groan. "Bigger than when we were younger," He states, a compliment, judging by the awe in his voice.

"Yeah, well, I had a baby. They do that," Maddie answers with a soft smile. Then, she takes a minute to look her brother over. He's also much bigger than the last time they did this, broader with more muscles. "So are you," She breathes.

"Yeah, well, I've been lifting weights, they do that," He grins, parrotting her words, hoping that it doesn't break the mood. It must not, because Maddie's mouth is back on his in an instant.

The rest of their clothes end up in a mixed pile on the floor, and while Buck is digging through Maddie's bedside table for a condom, she busies herself with running her hands over his bare body and then her own while she watches him roll the condom on his hard, leaking cock.

"Try not to let me ruin you for Chim, hm?" Buck smirks.

"Shut up," Maddie chuckles, her breathless laugh turning into a moan when Buck pushes into her.

Just The Tip 😈