Shipping Container (121): Full House(boats)
Ship fics that focus on the permanency of the relationship; often established relationships, sometimes moving into the next stage:
(Often not super ship focused; more (general) life focused)
- married couples
- moving in together
(- proposals &/or marriages (but not wedding-focused)
- "you're it for me"
- deep, platonic relationships becoming romantic
(- love realisations/"didn't know they were dating, even though they're basically married")
(- reconnecting after a (brief) separation (issues resolved)
- (long) fics that cover multiple stages of a relationship (with or without timeskips)
Often involve some level of moving in/living together
(Occasionally platonic permanence)
(Closed, Moderated)
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Buck blinks at her, mouth opening and closing, unsure of what to say. He kind of wishes he was back in his old mindset of noticing nobody but Eddie, because his world was really decidedly quieter.
Eddie comes into the loft then, shoulders forward and head dropped as he looks down at his phone.
“Oh my god,” Buck wheezes into his hands. “Everyone just –”
Eddie freezes in his steps, looking between Buck and Hen with wide eyes. “Babe,” Eddie says slowly, taking a few cautious steps towards him. “What . . . ?”
“He’s finally realized that we’re all annoying,” Hen grins.
He feels Eddie run a hand through his hair, followed by the soft press of lips onto the back of his head. “I hate to break it to you, baby,” he says quietly into Buck’s hair. “But we’ve always been annoying.”
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“I’m right here, baby,” he promised, leaning down and nuzzling his nose against Buck’s hair before placing a kiss on the top of his head. “What do you need?”
Buck almost cried of relief right then and there. Tommy didn’t ask any stupid questions. He didn’t ask if Buck was okay, because how could he be? He was just… he was there for him, willing to do anything and everything to make Buck feel better.
“I want to go home,” he pleaded, tears stinging in his eyes.
And Tommy didn’t laugh like Chim, or insist he needed to stay like Bobby. He didn’t lecture him on how dangerous it was to ignore the doctor’s orders like Maddie would have done.
He just nodded as he gently wiped the tears off of Buck’s face, calloused fingers brushing ever so softly against throbbing bruises.
“Okay,” he murmured, pressing a quick kiss to Buck’s lips before resting their foreheads together for a moment. “Then that’s what we’ll do. We’ll go home.”
_____________________________________________________After a night out with the team, Buck gets mugged and ends up in the hospital. Luckily, Tommy's there to make everything better.
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28 Jun 2025
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Whilst slowly getting to know more about each other, Buck and Tommy begin to learn what a healthy relationship looks like. From smaller events to slightly bigger one's they grow closer, until realisation hits -
They'd actually quite like to keep the other around.
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On any other day, cycling to work would have been a smart decision, a sane one. Only when someone who isn't Tommy shows Buck what it means to fly, he has to deal with the consequences.And Gerrard.
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Christopher draws a family tree. Buck has his own branch. Buck spirals. Eddie falls in love about it.
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18 Jun 2025
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“I have it here that you’re his biological father,” she said, looking back up at him, seeming slightly worried. “Is that correct?”
“Y-Yeah, yes, I mean, I was the sperm donor,” Buck stammered out. “Sorry, what’s this about? And uh, why didn’t Connor and Kameron just give me a call?”
Due to his various horrible injuries and near death experiences over the years, Buck had become very adept at recognizing pity. So, when the familiar expression flashed across the woman’s face, alarm bells began going off in his head.
“Mr. Buckley-”
“Kinard,” Buck interrupted, trying to delay the bad news he knew was inevitably coming.
“Mr. Kinard, I’m from the Los Angeles Department of Child and Family Services. I’m very sorry to be the one to tell you this,” Sophie said gently before pausing, carefully considering her next words. “But Connor and Kameron McLain were killed in an accident two years ago.”
________________________________________________________________________________After two years of marriage, Buck and Tommy's lives are changed forever when they discover Connor and Kameron have died, leaving their five year old son behind. AKA Buck and Tommy being adorable dads