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tagged by the lovelies @spotsandsocks and @tizniz 🩷
here's a little more of my latest wip and a moodboard to go with it <33 ( it will have a happy ending, i promise!)
The thing is, Eddie will admit, losing Buck never really felt like a real possibility for him.
Even with all the miscommunication, the misunderstandings, the girlfriends in the middle, the fights, the arguments in grocery stores, the near death experiences and the actual death experiences— deep down, Eddie's always had this certainty that somehow, he and Buck would make it through.
Even when he'd been so much that he actually nearly punched him in the aisles of a grocery store, next to fucking cat laxative; even when he's been sitting next to a hospital bed and holding Buck's limp had in his, crying over what ifs and what could've beens… even then, Eddie'd thought: "He'll live, I'll live. We'll figure it out. We're a team. We'll be okay."
When he'd been bleeding out in the middle of the street in LA, with blood pooling out of him like a river— for a moment he thought that was it. But then Buck reached for his hand, pulled him in and into the fire truck and Eddie'd felt safe. 'Buck's got me,' he'd thought.
It might have been naive from him, even a little foolish. But it's not like Eddie believed there was a higher power out there trying to keep them together or whatever. Eddie never really believed in magic or the universe, in fairy tales that simply didn't happen in real life.
He believed in Buck, though. Eddie believed that they were so intertwined, their lives weaving together so closely and fitting so well and naturally, like a perfect tapestry.
He probably should've known better. (He usually knows better, but Buck's managed to break every structure, every carefully constructed wall that Eddie's ever built for himself. Buck's always been infuriating like that, Eddie thinks.)
"You're sulking." Sophia snaps him back to reality with a slight slap in the back of his head and a scowl. "Stop it."
"My fiancé can't even remember my name and it's our wedding day, Sophia." Eddie snaps, maybe a little too sharp and cutting but he can't help it. "I think I have the right to sulk."
"You're Buck and Eddie," His sister waves his concerns away with a simple gesture of her hand like it's that easy. Like Eddie's entire world hadn't crumbled down this morning and now he's standing in the ruins of what used to be his relationship. "You'll be okay."
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#evan buckley#eddie diaz#buck x eddie#buddie#buddie fic#buddie wip#911 wip#911 fic#inspiration saturday#911 abc#911 on abc#my writing
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If you write a fic of buck being obsessed with tommys hands i will kiss you
So where’s my kiss, anon? I’ve given in and started writing another bucktommy fic <3 I’m using this as my inspiration saturday post! Thank you to @try-set-me-on-fire, @honestlydarkprincess, @tizniz, @loserdiaz, @monsterrae1, @underwaterninja13, @hoodie-buck for tagging me <3 <3 <3
Buck can’t stop thinking about Tommy’s hands.
To be fair, there are a lot of things about Tommy that are constantly on Buck’s mind. The flutter of Tommy’s lashes when he looks down, the way his smile goes crooked when he’s particularly pleased, the curve of his waist, the sheer size of his chest, and the coiled strength that Buck can see right underneath his skin— Buck could go on.
There’s just something about Tommy’s hands. Buck just doesn’t know what it is about them that has him so enraptured.
Hands have never been something he’s focused on before with his partners, but with Tommy he can’t not notice them. He finds himself drawn to the strong lines of Tommy’s fingers, the ridges and valleys of his knuckles, the way he can see the veins and tendons shifting under Tommy’s skin whenever he reaches out to touch Buck.
The first time Tommy wraps his hand around Buck’s, twisting their fingers together as they wait in line for a movie, Buck’s stomach does a somersault as butterflies erupt behind his breastbone. He feels bubbly and light and can’t stop smiling. Tommy’s hand is big and warm around his, his hard won calluses gently rasping over the sensitive skin of his palm. It sends a shiver down his spine, leaving him feeling giddy.
Buck can’t stop staring at where they’re hands are connected, even when they’re seated in the dark theater and Buck can only see the vague outline of Tommy’s fingers. In the flashes of light from the movie screen, Buck marvels at how Tommy’s hand makes his look small.
It is past midnight for me so I won’t be tagging anyone, but if you’re reading this and you want to post something go for it!!
#inspiration saturday#tag game#molly got mail#bucktommy#kinkley#Evan Buckley#tommy kinard#911 fic#911#anonymous
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Inspiration Saturday!
tagged by @spotsandsocks, @disasterbuckdiaz !!
once again I don't have a moodboard, idk how y'all do it i'm in awe i suck at those things, so have a lil snip snip from the airplane au!
“Hi,” Eddie started slowly, focusing his attention on the older man with a kind face. “I’m a friend of Buck’s and—”
“You wouldn’t happen to be Eddie, would you?” The guy with spikey black hair interrupted him, snapping his gum as he finished his question. The woman beside him nudged him and gave him a look for interrupting. The guy gave Eddie an apologetic look.
Eddie paid the interruption no mind, he was too caught off guard. “Yeah— uh, I am. How do you know that?”
“You look exactly like Buck described you. I’m Hen,” Hen said, getting up from her seat to shake Eddie’s hand.
The others got up too. “I’m Chimney,” said the guy with the gum, a happy grin on his face. “And this is Maddie, Buck’s sister,” Chimney said, his arm around the woman who had nudged him.
“Nice to meet you, Eddie,” Maddie said warmly, giving him a soft smile.
“Bobby Nash,” The older man introduced, shaking Eddie’s hand firmly. “We’ve heard a lot about you Eddie.”
“Oh? Really?” Eddie was blushing. He could feel the tips of his ears burning. “Buck talks about me?”
“He doesn’t shut up about you,” Chimney said before letting out an oof as Hen elbowed him on his other side. “What?”
“Be cool,” Hen murmured.
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🧶inspiration Saturday 🧶
Tagged all through the week by @disasterbuckdiaz @wikiangela @jesuisici33 @hippolotamus @tizniz @giddyupbuck @daffi-990 @exhuastedpigeon @rogerzsteven @eddiebabygirldiaz @spotsandsocks @elvensorceress @hoodie-buck @watchyourbuck @buddierights @malewifediaz @sherlockcrossing @wildlife4life @theotherbuckley thank you besties!
I had this thought about crocheter Buck and NICU babies last night and it hasn't left me alone so here i am with yet another crocheter Buck WIP
I'm still thinking if i wanna make it a sequel to my other crocheter Buck fic, or a completely new fic, we'll see.
Tagging idk who ever wants to do this? @the-likesofus @shortsighted-owl @heartshapedvows @devirnis @father-salmon @underwater-ninja-13 @honestlydarkprincess @bigfootsmom @spaceprincessem @spagheddiediaz @prettyboybuckley @housewifebuck @buckaroosheart @thewolvesof1998 @steadfastsaturnsrings and the loml @loserdiaz
#inspiration saturday#buddie#buddie wip#wip crocheter buck#im leaning towards making it a sequel just cause i dont wanna do much back story
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Eddie’s thumb hovers over the location dropdown in the weather app, just like every day. And just like all those other days he allows himself to click it. The list unfolds as he huffs a humorless chuckle at how much it’s grown.
When he got his first cell, the only place he ever needed was current location. Technically, it’s still the only one he needs. Regardless he’s continued adding to it through the years. Hershey, Virginia Beach, a couple random towns in the Carolinas, Georgia and Florida. Fucking Sundance, Wyoming. All because he gave up pretending he doesn’t need to know.
It’s sunny, mid-50s today. A nice break for the time of year. Eddie scrolls through the upcoming week, noting a heavy snowstorm hitting in a few days. His nose wrinkles and he begins to worry his bottom lip between his teeth. Another thing born out of pure habit.
Not for the first time he types out a few messages before deleting them again. Eddie doesn’t even know if he’s got the right number. It’s been nearly three years since they exchanged anything at all. Not since Eddie could have manned up and told Shannon he could be a father, but not a husband. Not her husband, anyway.
He could have just been honest and said what he wanted when she finally decided to show up in her second trimester. He and Evan could have continued building a life together. But Eddie’s never claimed to be smart. Especially when it comes to all the bullshit his own dad drilled into his head about responsibility and honor and god knows what the fuck else. In the end it was too sticky to let go, trapping him like a spider web.
He can’t even say it was worth it because she loves him and they’re making it work for the sake of Christopher. Because why would that have happened? Instead all he got was a tour in Afghanistan, divorce papers (not that he’s surprised or blames her at all) and coming back to an empty house. Well, not totally empty. He’s got a son he’s still getting to know outside of a screen and shitty internet connection. A son he could have been raising with the love of his life this whole time.
Hope your coat’s warm enough, cowboy he types.
“Daddy!” Chris babbles from the floor, using Eddie’s pant leg to pull himself to standing. His toothy smile is on full display while he looks up at Eddie like he hung the goddamn moon and stars.
“Hey there little man.” Eddie tosses his phone to the side in favor of picking up his son and arranging him on his lap. Chris snatches up the yellow car from the next couch cushion, choosing to run it in a small loop over Eddie’s forearm, shoulder and chest. “Where are you off to today? Big race?”
Chris shakes his head vigorously. “Outer space,” he says as though that should have been obvious.
Eddie chuckles to himself. “Of course. How long until liftoff?”
There’s no answer as plastic wheels continue zooming along until Chris decides he’d rather be on the floor again. Eddie loosely assists as his son climbs back down. Some days are more difficult than others, but he tries to follow the physical therapist’s advice to let Chris do as much as he can by himself. She says it won’t do either of them any good in the long run. Eddie can certainly see the wisdom in that even if he’s constantly itching to roll Chris in layers of bubble wrap.
He blindly grabs for his phone, buzzing from the coffee table. “Hello?”
At first there’s complete silence and he winces thinking it’s yet another telemarketer. Before he can check he hears rustling, like someone’s covering the mouthpiece.
“Hello?” He asks again, more insistent this time.
“Uh, sorry. Didn’t think you’d actually pick up.”
Eddie thinks he might drop the phone. Or throw up. Maybe both? Probably both.
“Evan?”
tagged by the lovely and talented @monsterrae1 @spotsandsocks for Inspiration Saturday (go check their posts, I’m very excited) Instead of working on anything current, I wrote this instead. Not sure I have any actual plans to expand it, I just had to get it out of my system, y’know? So, bon appetit or whatever 💖
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#evan buckley#eddie diaz#christopher diaz#alternate timeline#eddie is a great dad#hippo writes#buddie wip#maybe????#buddie ficlet#possibly???#idk#inspiration saturday#fic: you can plan for a change in the weather and time#divorced eddie diaz
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⚾️ Inspiration Saturday ⚾️
The baseball AU is (unsurprisingly) inspired by the inherent homoeroticism in baseball, especially between a pitcher and catcher.
“I-I think I need quiet today,” Buck said when he dropped his bag into his locker. Eddie got in early for the home opener instead of pacing around his house like he’d spent the early morning doing, he was already dressed for the game and doing his pre-game routine of reviewing the starting lineup for the Rockies.
“We can do quiet,” Eddie looked up at Buck with a small smile to remind him that he was there and he had his back. “Get dressed and I’ll go kick everyone out of the lounge.”
“I don’t want to-”
“Buck, what's the game day rule?”
“Don’t touch Richardson’s bat?”
“Buck,” Eddie gave Buck the bitchiest look he could muster while trying not to smile at him.
“Don’t mess with the starting pitcher on game day,” Buck finally met Eddie’s gaze as he said it.
“Damn straight,” Eddie grinned and put a hand gently on Buck’s shoulder, his thumb on his collarbone. He couldn’t help but gently rub his thumb back and forth as he spoke. “So I’m going to clear out the lounge, you’re going to get dressed, and then we’re going to give you some quiet.”
Eddie squeezed Buck’s shoulder once before he walked to the lounge and cleared out the guys who were playing video games on the couch. “Buckley needs quiet so I’m taking the room boys.”
The room cleared out so quickly it was like Eddie had dropped a stink bomb. Ravi and Albert clapped Eddie on the shoulder as they walked out of the lounge. Bobby was the last out of the room, his uniform already on but shirt not buttoned.
“Buck hasn’t had a quiet start in a while,” Bobby said quietly, eyes soft.
“I’ve got him,” Eddie was just as quiet. “You know I’ve got him.”
“I know you do,” Bobby pulled Eddie into a quick hug before leaving the lounge. Eddie followed him and watched as Buck finished putting on his uniform. The rest of the team was quiet, clearly giving Buck what Eddie had told them he needed.
Tagged by @spotsandsocks @devirnis @monsterrae1 :)
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inspiration saturday
tagged by my beloveds @spotsandsocks @honestlydarkprincess @monsterrae1 @loserdiaz 🩵
—i know i haven’t been around lately, but i’ve still been working away on chris doesn’t come back au, so have another random snippet of that 🫶🏼
Eddie shook his head as he stepped toward Buck, tapping his finger close to where Buck’s rested on the counter.
“I didn’t mean—I love that you asked about [redacted]. It’s—you’re always worried about others, because you care Buck.
“Yea I…well I’m not sure that’s such a good quality.”
Eddie tilted his head in confusion. Buck removed his hand from the counter and twisted to lean back against it with his arms crossed.
“If—if I wasn’t so concerned about other people, I wouldn’t have lost Chris that day.”
He tried to look away, but Eddie was quicker, bringing his hand up to cup Buck’s face so he could twist it back towards him.
“Hey, you did everything you could Buck. If you hadn’t have saved them, you know how many more people would be dead? How many more people wouldn’t have gotten back to their families?”
Buck knew he was right, and that if he could go back, he’d no doubt do the same thing. But he still hated it, still had regrets.
He shook his head. “I don’t—you weren’t there Eddie.”
Eddies thumb brushed beneath his chin, soft and endearing.
“Then tell me about it Buck, please.”
Buck found himself leaning into Eddie’s touch, closing his eyes at the warmth and familiarity.
“We-we were safe, playing-playing I-Spy. Chris told me that uh, that he didn’t give up, like Dory.” Buck paused to take a breath, the water seemingly still creeping in on him. “The wave it-it came back. I should’ve-should’ve held onto him…should’ve—let the others drown.”
The last word came out almost a whisper, haunting even Buck himself.
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#buddie#buddie wip#eddie diaz#evan 'buck' buckley#911 abc#chris doesn’t come back au#inspiration saturday#i promise there’s fluff in this fic#i just can’t share it rn 😅#everyone changed their username#so sorry if i forgot anyone!#i had to take some out of this#trying not to spoil things since we’re so deep into it 😅
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Fuck It/Inspo Saturday
Thank you to @tizniz @exhuastedpigeon @bidisasterbuckdiaz and @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove for tagging me in either Friday or Saturday!
I'm actually not going to say what fic this is from... It's a surprise.
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Hen clocks him immediately.
“There’s something off about you,” she observes in the locker room.
“I feel weird today,” Buck admits. “But I’m not sure why.”
“Hmm,” Hen frowns. “Maybe a weather pattern?”
Buck shrugs. “Does air pressure cause a persistent sense of, uh, forlorness?”
Hen blinks, wincing slightly. “Not usually. Do you want to talk about it?”
“Thanks,” Buck says. “But I don’t know what I’d say. I just woke up feeling like this.”
Hen squeezes his shoulder. “Well, you know where to find me.”
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@fionaswhvre @steadfastsaturnsrings @mangacat201 @daughterofscotland @athenagranted
@evanbegins @wildlife4life @buckleybabyblues @adarkermiserablecrow @epicbuddieficrecs
@fortheloveofbuddie @your-catfish-friend @watchyourbuck @buddieswhvre
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Inspiration Saturday
Tagged by the always fantastic @daffi-990 @gayedmundodiaz @rainbow-nerdss and @hippolotamus Thank you all so much! Inspos today were beautiful!
It is still Saturday for me, and I am super pumped!!!! (My chiefs won a playoff game, and seeing Taylor Swift swag surf at the game, wow. Week made!) Jumping back to NFL Buck today, featuring more of the Dosed arc. More NFL Buck can be found here. Enjoy!
It takes a minute to make it up the too long driveway and Athena does her best to keep her judgement to herself. All of it is a bit exorbitant and a waste of concrete. A few feet up the drive, Eddie's home comes into view and it does not disappoint.
A beautiful pale stone mini mansion with a six car garage, perfectly manicured lawn, and an expansive transom windowed entry way. Impressive place truly, but Athena has seen bigger and much more extravagant during her years in LA.
What really has Athena completely gobsmacked is the curly blonde haired, blue eyed, over six foot man waiting in front of large wooden french doors. Dressed in a comfortable looking white hoodie, gray workout shorts, and black Nike sliders, is none other than the LA Ram's quarterback, Evan Buckley.
Buck. Buckley. The numerous football games and the timing of Eddie's path to LA matching Evan Buckley's exactly. How the hell has none of the 118 and the rest of their family figured it out by now?
She looks back at the man who has apparently been keeping one big ass secret. "Firefighter Diaz, you've been holding out on us."
Wide, glassy brown eyes fill with fresh tears, "I'm sorry. I thought you could see the pollen too. Ravi could. And-and those little ladies, they were made of the pollen." Eddie releases broken sob, "Please, I'm sorry. I heard Buck, where is he? I want Buck, please Officer 'Thena."
So excited for the upcoming introduction of Athena to this au's Buck! Hope you enjoyed!
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#inspiration saturday#tag game#my wip#moodboard#911 show#911 abc#911 on abc#911 fic#buddie#buddie fic#nfl#dosed arc#high eddie#evan buckley#eddie diaz#athena grant#athena meets nfl buck#quarterback buck#firefighter eddie#hoodie buck
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Inspiration Saturday ✍🏽
I don’t normally do inspiration Saturday but I drew this thing before 7x02 when we thought it was Buck reacting to being told they couldn’t find Bobby and Athena’s ship. So here’s this dumb thing hope you think it’s okay haha
Tagging people for inspiration Saturday
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Tell me if you want to be removed or added <3
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Fuck It Friday/ Inspiration Saturday!!
Tagged by @tizniz , @theotherbuckley , @daffi-990 , @wikiangela , @loveyouanyway , @exhuastedpigeon, @wildlife4life thanks guys!!! Tagging you right back if you haven't already done it! Muah! 🩷💜
I missed Friday in an attempt to avoid spoilers for the episode. And what an episode it was. It also inspired me to rewrite Like Bloodstained Wood as a 7x03 AU (because there's no way this will happen lol). I can't find the post where I described this fic, so... Long story short, Eddie goes missing during the cruise disaster and Buck... doesn't cope well:
"Eddie!" Buck screamed for maybe the hundredth time.
Bobby's own voice was raw and weak. He'd screamed for Athena with the same anguish he was hearing from Buck.
But...
Bobby found Athena.
They couldn't find Eddie.
Everyone, Athena included- broken ribs and all, dove back in in hopes of finding him.
Now, God only knew how many hours later, Hen got word the coast guard was calling off the search. Bobby insisted on being the one to tell Buck.
"Eddie!" Buck screamed again, drawing out his name until his lungs gave out.
Bobby's heart ached. Losing a best friend was hard enough. But Buck and Eddie were so much more. Best friends, co-parents, partners- in every sense of the word. So intertwined that being apart felt like a piece of them was missing.
Bobby felt the same when Athena disappeared. But Bobby got lucky.
He didn't know how to even begin to tell Buck.
Buck caught sight of him before he could think of a way.
"Cap, we need to-"
"Buck," Bobby said, fighting to keep his voice steady.
Buck seemed to read everything on his face. "No... No, no they're not calling off the search," he said in a broken, pleading voice.
"I'm sorry, kid," Bobby said softly.
Buck's knees buckled and he fell forward. Bobby caught him as a scream, agonizing and heartbreaking, tore free of Buck's throat.
Bobby eased him to the ground and held him tighter. Buck hiccupped a sob and clung to him, shaking his head and staring at the remains of the ship. Bobby had only seen him like this when lightning and freezing mud kept him from Eddie.
"He can't, he can't," Buck whimpered. "Eddie."
Bobby knew he needed to be strong, for Buck, but he let his own tears fall away.
"I'm sorry, kid," Bobby whispered again.
"No," Buck hissed. "No, no, he's not... He can't be..."
Absolutely no pressure tagging: @13shadesofanni @lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @steadfastsaturnsrings @ronordmann @thekristen999 @fortheloveofbuddie @disasterbuckdiaz @spagheddiediaz @kitteneddiediaz @actuallyitsellie @daniwib and anyone else who wants to share!! 🥰🩷
#911#evan buckley#eddie diaz#buddie#911 abc#fanfic#911 spoilers#my writing#bobby nash#inspiration saturday#fuck it friday
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fuck it / inspiration saturday! 💻📸
tagged by the lovelies: @ladydorian05 @hippolotamus @wildlife4life @monsterrae1 @disasterbuckdiaz @heartshapedvows @spotsandsocks @jesuisici33
here's an edit from the rwrb au and a tinyyyy snippet of their first interview 🥰
"Hey, I'm Evan Buckley and—" He looks to the side, at Eddie, expectant.
There's a big pause and then, "I'm Eddie Diaz—"
"That was too much of a pause!" Buck cuts him off. "You sabotaged it."
"What on Earth are you talking about?" Eddie turns to him, frowning.
They both stare at each other, neither of them willing to concede defeat— Buck is instantly annoyed and he doesn't know how he will handle even more time with this stuck-up prince.
Honestly, what is Athena expecting of him? Buck is only human after all and Eddie is way too good at pushing his buttons.
Truly, Eddie Diaz is the most infuriating person he's ever met and how can anyone ever think they're friends is beyond him. Surely they're not kidding anyone with this thing.
Someone clears their throat, probably one of the producers or maybe one of the people handling the cameras and the moment breaks.
Buck sighs and shakes his head, putting on a fake smile. "Sorry, mate. Let's do it one more time, shall we?"
"Don't call me mate." Eddie rolls his eyes, muttering under his breath for only Buck to hear.
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#inspiration saturday#rwrb au#evan buckley#eddie diaz#buck x eddie#evan buck buckley#buddie#buddie wip#buddie fic#911 fic#my wips#911 wip#911 abc#911 on abc
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Inspiration Saturday:
Tagged by the wonderful @eowon @disasterbuckdiaz @hippolotamus and @spotsandsocks (go check out their inspirations, honesty so amazing!)
I saw this TikTok and then I stalked the San Diego Zoo's account. zefrank is hilarious and it made me think what if...?
Buck does the social media for the LA Zoo and makes hilarious and informative videos. Eddie doesn’t do social media. In fact, the only reason he had a smartphone was because Pepa had brought him one. For years he only used it to text and call and occasionally to Google a question Chris had that he didn’t know the answer to. That was until one day Chris came home ranting and raving about tiktok and the LA Zoo’s account and how funny the videos were. Eddie had been a little alarmed at first but when Chris explained that Susan’s mum watches the videos first and then downloaded them for Susan to watch and that’s how Susan’s been showing everyone at school them. It takes two days until Eddie relents and downloads tiktok, with Chris’s help he finds the account and they start watching the videos together. He finds himself laughing just as much as Chris. When Buck’s personal tiktok account is linked in one of the videos Eddie stalks his account. After a late night of drinking and then watching many of his videos Eddie comments on one of them thinking that it would be lost in the sea of other thirst comments. However, he accidentally dms Buck instead...
I definitely won't be writing this anytime soon, I still have so many WIPs I need to finish first but I had to get this idea out of my head.
Tagging (no pressure): @wikiangela @wildlife4life @alyxmastershipper @try-set-me-on-fire @jesuisici33 @bekkachaos @buddierights @forthewolves @911-on-abc @shitouttabuck @911onabc @exhuastedpigeon @eddiediaztho @your-catfish-friend @loserdiaz @ladydorian05 @watchyourbuck @king-buckley @chaoticgremlinwholikescheese @fortheloveofbuddie @steadfastsaturnsrings @mangacat201 @theotherluciferrr @cowboy-buddie
#9-1-1#buddie#eddie diaz#evan buckley#buddie fic#thewolvesof1998 writes#inspiration saturday#my wips
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Inspiration Saturday!
tagged by @wildlife4life, @hippolotamus, @disasterbuckdiaz, @wikiangela mwah!!
i've been caught up with my new wip so i kind of forgot about the wrong number au but alas, here :3
i'll put the snippet under the cut so it doesn't get too long :3
Hey, thought you might like to know that my son got an A on the project you helped with. Thanks.
Eddie sent the message and immediately shoved his phone into the cup holder, not wanting to look at it because he knew that if he did then he would feel the urge to obsessively wait for the dot dot dot signalling that Buck was typing.
It wasn’t until they were back at the house and inside that Eddie let himself look at his phone.
That’s fantastic! I’m so happy for him.
There was a pause and then Eddie saw the speech bubble again, Buck as typing again.
I’m also happy to hear from you, I didn’t think I would.
Eddie’s breath caught. He was surprised but glad that apparently hearing from him wasn’t a bad thing for Buck. In fact, it was something Buck was happy about. Eddie felt giddy.
I wasn’t sure that you wanted to hear from me.
He wasn’t sure what it was about Buck that made it so easy to be honest with him but Eddie liked it.
Of course I wanted to hear from you. I really wanted to ask how your son’s project went but I wasn’t sure if you wanted me to bother you again.
Eddie sighed.
One day you’ll realize that you’re not bothering me, Buck. I like talking to you.
tagging: @bigfootsmom, @housewifebuck, @moonlightbuckleys, @transbuck, @translasso, @diazblunt, @monsterrae1, @alyxmastershipper, @lover-of-mine, @princessfbi, @lovebuck, @911onabc, @heartshapedvows, @spotsandsocks, @shortsighted-owl, @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy and @atomicmonsters
#FORGOT TO TAG ANYONE HOLD ON LEMME REDO THIS#the wrong number au#jess.writes#my writing#my wips#buddie#buddie wip#eddie diaz#evan buckley#911#911 fox#911 abc#911 on fox#911 on abc#inspiration saturday
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✨ inspiration Saturday ✨
Tagged all through the week by @daffi-990 @tizniz @dangerpronebuddie @spotsandsocks @wildlife4life @loveyouanyway @hippolotamus @honestlydarkprincess @elvensorceress @devirnis @exhuastedpigeon @bi-buckrights @bekkachaos @shipperqueen6 @wikiangela @bidisasterbuckdiaz @ebdaydreamer @rogerzsteven @eddiebabygirldiaz @jesuisici33 @saybiwithme @bigfootsmom @prettyboybuckley @jesuiscenseedormir @satashiiwrites thank you besties!
Have a lil bit from my ABO fic featuring mpreg Buck
and a lil snippy as a treat
“He’s not gonna make it to the hospital,” The voice came behind him, it was soft and for some reason Buck felt himself relaxing even more, still, he frowned and turned around to look at the person behind him.
“Who the hell are you?”
The man smiled at him, “Paramedic Diaz, Sir, we might need to deliver your baby here and then transport you to the hospital.”
Buck shook his head, his eyes searching for Chim, “No, no Chim, we can’t I promised him, I promised him I’d do the best for our baby and I can’t deliver it here.”
“I’m sure your alpha will understand…” Diaz was saying, but Buck shook his head, Chim finally stepping into view.
“Buck, can you walk?” Chim asked him, his eyes full of concern and jumping to Eddie, “Can you make it to the ambulance?”
Buck nodded, even if he couldn’t he sure as hell was going to try.
“Okay then, let’s get moving.”
“Are you sure Chim, we’re gonna risk a delivery on the ambulance,” Diaz sounded concerned, and for a second Buck was angry that he thought he knew better than Buck.
“I know that,” Buck said through gritted teeth, pain once again overtaking, “But I have to at least try.”
His eyes lingered on Eddie’s for a minute, Buck wasn’t sure if he looked too much in pain, or too angry but finally the paramedic nodded and started to help Chim guide Buck down the stairs.
tagging anyone who hasn't done this and tagged me and yall if you have anything to share @loserdiaz <33 @hoodie-buck @usersiren @giddyupbuck @father-salmon @underwater-ninja-13 @doublecheekeddiaz @spaceprincessem @jacksadventuresinwriting @evanbi-ckley @911onabc @thewolvesof1998 @spagheddiediaz @sunshinediaz @canonbibuck @steadfastsaturnsrings @housewifebuck @shortsighted-owl @the-likesofus and whoever else wants to do this!
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My turn to take my queer feels out on our freshly minted Bi Buck 🩷💜💙
tagged by the lovely @stereopticons @loserdiaz @tizniz @filet-o-feelings @diazsdimples @ladydorian05 @theotherbuckley absolutely loving everything you're putting out in the world (and obviously tagging you right back)
Next is the bisexual pride pin from Eddie that he prominently displays on his work duffle. Chris gives Buck his own gift, a Binosaur tee shirt that makes them both giggle. There’s a pink, purple and blue fidget spinner ring from Chim. A snapback embroidered with ‘I put the bi in bitch’ from Hen and Karen.
Athena bakes him cupcakes with tiny pride flags stuck in the frosting that’s also dusted with rainbow sugar crystals. Buck definitely never tells her how they unintentionally lead to the best sex he’s had in years after Tommy witnessed him shoving the entire treat in his mouth in one go.
Through his adult life, Buck has developed a certain taste for his personal decor and style. It’s rather minimalist, but it works for him. Still, he finds he enjoys adding these gifts of support and love from his family.
np tagging (lmk if you want added or removed) @shipperqueen6 @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @bidisasterbuckdiaz @actuallyitsellie @bi-buckrights @chaosandwolves @daffi-990 @elvensorceress @epicbuddieficrecs @eowon @fortheloveofbuddie @bucksbiawakening @giddyupbuck @saybiwithme @hoodie-buck @jesuisici33 @indestructibleheart @jesuisici33 @thekristen999 @lemonzestywrites @lizzie-bennetdarcy @loveyouanyway @monsterrae1 @rmd-writes @spaceprincessem @spotsandsocks @steadfastsaturnsrings @the-likesofus @theplaceyoustillrememberdreaming @thewolvesof1998 @vanillahigh00 @watchyourbuck @weewootruck @welcometololaland @wikiangela @wildlife4life @your-catfish-friend @honestlydarkprincess @queerbuckleys and anyone else who wants to 😘
#911 spoilers#hippo writes#surprise! introspective queer feelings#from moi???? the hell you say!#no idea what we’re calling this one yet#hippos bi Buck fic#in which i have a lot of feelings#about learning who you are later in life#and being told it’s unnecessary to *suddenly* have queer everything where everyone else can see it#spoiler alert: it's not#you do you babe#love you anyway to the core#inspiration saturday#sunday sentences#7SS
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