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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“D’you know,” Buck begins, tongue out and forehead wrinkled from concentration, “they used to carve turnips instead of pumpkins?”
Eddie does know. Christopher asked him something about Halloween; one thing led to another, and they stayed up way past bedtime to get to the bottom of it. They went to school and work raccoon-eyed and tired, but knowing the origin of jack o’lanterns.
“No, I didn’t,” he lies, grinning at Buck across the island. “Tell me about it.”
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Come to find out, dudes apparently couldn’t care less about matching pajama sets.
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“Twenty pounds,” Eddie says to Hen on the firehouse couch, who’s eating a ham sandwich and reading a medical magazine.
“Huh?” She asks, because she has no context.
“I’ve gained twenty pounds since Buck and I started dating. That’s five months, that’s — that’s a lot, right?”
“Not really,” Hen lowers her magazine, “that seems like normal relationship weight, Eddie.”
Eddie leans on the couch, framing his forehead with his hand. “Buck’s gonna ruin me,” he says, completely ignoring her.
“Already happened,” Chimney says, deciding to sit on the arm of the couch. “What are we talking about?”
After gaining some weight in a happy relationship, Eddie is forced to examine his relationship with food, his body, and his self-worth.
(OR; the dad bod eddie fic)
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And I Will Make Thee Beds of Roses by Dreamstodream, WorkingChemistry
Fandoms: Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Red Robin (Comics)
07 Aug 2020
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Tim’s reached the age at which every alpha must get married. Jason, pregnant and fresh from an abusive alpha, was never supposed to be an option.
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i pray that something picks me up and sets me down in your warm arms by fruitsdoesnotknow
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
09 Dec 2023
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He doesn’t know what to say, and the silence grows fast between them as Eddie searches for something to say back that’s proportional to what Buck said.
I’d wheel you around too, Buck. I’d make you the first cup of coffee in the morning, just the way you like it. I’d give you my last spare pair of clean socks and my child and the morning newspaper. I’ll pull out Chimney’s chair right before he goes to sit at lunch tomorrow to make you laugh. I’ll buy you milk for breakfast every time you mention we’re out of it. I’d bring you the moon and get down on one knee and plead in a universe I didn’t used to believe in to let us be together.
But he misses his chance, and Buck carries on. “I’d wheel you around like a little old man.” Before Eddie can raise back an argument, Buck powers through. “I’d carry you, like Chris when he’s sleepy. Two Diaz’s, one for each arm.” Eddie can practically taste the smile in Buck’s mouth, and it makes him dizzy. “I’ll bring gummy bears tomorrow, and milk. You need anything else?”
“Nothing, Buck. Just you.”
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Eddie just wants to be in Buck's arms, any way he can. It's a disaster.