#fivealarmfest2024

[fivealarmfest]

🔥 WELCOME TO THE FIVE ALARM FEST! 🔥 Is it getting hot in here, or is it just us? Five Alarm Fest is a 9-1-1 and 9-1-1: Lone Star NSFW Fic & Art Week open to all 18+ participants. We'll be burning it down from July 15th to July 21st with a different prompt for each day. Please check out the RULES before participating. Prompts for the week are as follows:

DAY ONE: Coda or Missing Scene DAY TWO: After a Dry Spell DAY THREE: Intercrural (No Penetration) DAY FOUR: New Experiences/New Kinks DAY FIVE: At the Firehouse DAY SIX: Rare Pair or Solo Play DAY SEVEN: Creator’s Choice

Please tag all posts with #fivealarmfest2024 and post each piece to the AO3 Collection. Any questions? Feel free to send us an ask. Please reblog to signal boost and we'll see you in July!

[sugarpenchant]

The Suffering of Evan Buckley('s sex drive)

for day 2 of @fivealarmfest prompt 'after a dry spell'

rated E, 10,513 words

Tommy has been gone fighting fires for a month as vital air support, which would be fine—except for the fact that Buck has finally gotten a taste of sex with Tommy only for it to be cruelly whisked away. Buck finally gets his chance to join the firefighting efforts on the front lines and hopefully, someday before the world ends, ideally, he’ll get to see Tommy again.

There is a chance that Buck is being a little overdramatic about the whole thing, but a month is a really long time to go without the wonder of your brand new boyfriend.

A month. A month. The absolute fucking folly of youth that made Buck think he’d be fine without his boyfriend for a week had well and truly come back to kick him right in the ass. His lonely ass that had seen his unsatisfying fingers and a toy for a month because Californian wildfires were unpredictable and awful and stole people’s boyfriends for three weeks longer than they were supposed to be gone. The most unfair part of it all was the fact that prior to Tommy getting called up, Buck could count the number of times they’d had sex on one hand. Days kept passing by—crawling by, for the most part—and Buck was doing his goddamn best to remind himself that Tommy was coming back, this wasn’t Abby Number Two, he wasn’t being abandoned… Buck treasured every text that came through and tried not to overwhelm Tommy with too many of his own. He couldn’t be too much while Tommy was busy, working, probably exhausted beyond belief out in the hills that just didn’t stop burning. It was infinitely easier to be bitchy about the lack of sex rather than acknowledge the ever-present fear that he was being left behind.

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[devirnis]

let me desecrate you

Rating: E Relationship: Evan Buckley/Tommy Kinard Word count: 3.9k

Buck’s elbow-deep in warm, soapy water, mechanically cleaning up the dishes from lunch, when he hears footsteps coming up the stairs behind him. Given that Buck is currently the only person in the firehouse since the rest of the team rolled out in the engines twenty minutes ago, Buck should maybe be a little concerned about someone approaching him while his back is turned – but he has a feeling he knows the identity of the unannounced visitor. He’s proven right moments later when strong arms wrap around his middle from behind, pulling him flush against a solid chest at his back. A familiar kiss is pressed to the back of his neck, just above the collar of his shirt. Immediately Buck feels his sour mood starting to fade, and the corner of his mouth curves into a smile. “Did Eddie call you?” Five Alarm Fest: at the firehouse

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[glorious-spoon]

alleyways and payphone calls [9-1-1 | Buck/Eddie | 1/1]

3.3K words | explicit

established relationship | semi-public sex | kitchen sex | blow jobs | anal sex | rimming | overstimulation | multiple orgasms

written for day 2 of @fivealarmfest: after a dry spell

alleyways and payphone calls [On AO3]

Buck spots Eddie a few minutes before Eddie sees him. He's moving through the crowd of disembarking passengers, carry-on slung over one shoulder, thumbing briefly at his phone before lifting his head to scan the crowd. So that means that Buck also gets to see the moment Eddie spots him—or at least, the moment Eddie spots the handmade sign reading EDDIE DIAZ in huge block letters and decorated with hearts and Buck's best attempt at rendering a firefighter's helmet. In the drop-off line at school this morning, Chris pityingly informed him that it looked more like a scorched potato, but Eddie seems to appreciate the effort, by the way his eyes light up and a pleased flush spreads across his cheeks along with a grin.

"You're ridiculous," he says when he's close enough, and Buck laughs, rolling up the sign sloppily to shove it under his arm. Eddie steps close and tugs him down into a kiss that skirts the edges of public indecency enough to warm Buck from head to toe.

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[russellradio]

to be loved is to be seen (E, 2.1k)

"Right now, Buck was standing in front of the window stark naked. The curtains were drawn wide open, but he didn’t seem to have a care in the world.

Tommy had heard bits and pieces of his Buck 1.0 history, he knew he wasn’t as shy as their first encounters had made it seem. Still, this was a surprise."

or: tommy learns that buck doesn’t mind being seen at all

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(for five alarm fest – day 4: new experiences/new kinks)

[holdmygum]

can we drag it out and never quit by holdmygum

Evan "Buck" Buckley/Tommy Kinard | Explicit | 5.7k

“So? What's on the agenda for the weekend?” Tommy grins at him, and it's his same, scrunchy faced grin that Buck loves, but there's a certain look in his eye, too. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a very small Ziploc bag, the kind people keep cocaine in, and drops it on the table in front of Buck. At first, Buck thinks they’re sunflower seeds or something - they have that shape - until he looks closer and realizes they’re small brown pills. “Uh? What is this?” “Cialis,” Tommy answers with a smirk. “You mentioned Viagra, but this has less side effects and lasts a little longer.” 911 Five Alarm Fest 2024 Day 4: New Experiences

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[911varietyposts]

Take the Hat, Ride the Cowboy

Buddie | 1, 219 words | Explicit

@fivealarmfest prompt: "new kinks/new experiences"

“The cowboy hat rule has gone into effect I see.” Eddie chuckled, Buck’s body pressing closer to his own. The other man could only raise an eyebrow in confusion at Eddie’s words. “Cowboy hat rule; take the hat, ride the cowboy.” Eddie explained, a smirk dancing on his lips as Buck’s mouth flew open.

OR: Buck takes Eddie's cowboy hat and learns all about the cowboy hat rule.

Ao3 Link: Take the Hat, Ride the Cowboy - brittwrites - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

[sonofatoasterwaffle]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“Baby…” Eddie cups his jaw, rubs his thumb over Buck’s cheekbone and forces Buck to meet his eyes. “You’re sure this is what you need right now?”

Buck nods, heart rate kicking up with hope. Eddie trusts him. At work, at home, with Christopher, with himself. If Buck says he’s certain, Eddie will trust him with this, too.

“I’m sure, I promise. Just lemme suck your cock, Eds, please?”

"Jesus, you're gonna kill me." The look on Eddie’s face is still a little conflicted, but he nods back, goes for his belt. “We’re still gonna talk about this later.”

Five Alarm Fire Fest 2024 Day 5: At the Firehouse