Junebug93472
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
Theo's lip wobbles.
“Then why we go?”
Because Eddie told us to. Because Buck said they should and Eddie agreed.
Because Buck has spent his entire life learning that people can love you and still decide they have had enough. Because sometimes the safest thing you can do is leave before somebody has to ask you twice.
“Because everybody needs a little space sometimes,” Buck answers, brushing a kiss against Theo's forehead. “Come on, sweetheart. Let's go home.”
He gets Theo buckled into his car seat, checks the straps twice, and climbs into the driver's seat. His hands rest on the steering wheel for a long moment before he starts the engine.
Home.
or: where buck has spent so long waiting to belong somewhere that he’s forgotten he’s already home.
-
Summary
buddie texting fics (mostly crack)
- Words:
- 10,459
- Works:
- 4
- Bookmarks:
- 7
Bookmarked by Junebug93472
22 Oct 2026
-
- Words:
- 3,099
- Works:
- 2
- Bookmarks:
- 4
Bookmarked by Junebug93472
21 Oct 2026
-
Tags
Summary
Taylor broke up with him a month ago and he hadn’t told anyone, not because it was a secret, but because he hadn’t gotten the chance to talk to them. It reminded him so strongly of the time after the bombing that he wanted to cry. How easily forgettable he was.
Apparently punchable, as well. He’d been punched before; it came with the job as a bartender or when he tried out for Navy SEALS. Even his dad had gotten in a few good ones when he disobeyed to get their attention. None of the people who punched him mattered. Not like Chimney did. His brother, someone he loved.
But maybe Buck’s love just wasn’t enough. Not to stop people from leaving or from wanting him gone.OR: Buck is badly hurt when the flor of a building caves in. Eddie talks to him through dispatch and Chim finally apologies.
-
Tags
Summary
It wasn’t an obsessive habit. Many people with eating disorders were overly engaged in what they were eating. That's why he didn’t have an eating disorder. He was too uncaring about what he was putting in his body. Realistically, he would just work out far more than whatever amount of calories he could have put into himself. It wasn’t a disorder, he was just watching what he ate. It had nothing to do with the names that asshole boys called him in high school. It had nothing to do with the ridiculous body standards he set for himself. He was fine.
-or-
Buck was managing his complicated relationship with food just fine. Until he wasn’t. It almost kills him before he finally asks for help.
Series
- Part 14 of June’s Whumptober 2026
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 5,089
- Chapters:
- 1/2
- Collections:
- 1
- Comments:
- 6
- Kudos:
- 42
- Bookmarks:
- 14
- Hits:
- 676
Bookmarked by Junebug93472
21 Oct 2026