I joined @911podficfest this year! And I had so much fun learning and trying to be creative with a new medium!

The amazing art you have here above is by the amazing, talented, and super creative @like-the-rest-of-la (I hope everyone seeing this takes a moment to tell her what a wonderful job she did 🤌💋)

So many hugs and thank yous to @rewritetheending for whom this podfic would not have been possible❤️

[Podfic] this is it, all the flames

Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Relationship: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz (Buddie)

Length: 25 minutes 34 seconds

Format: streaming and mp3

Text: this is it, all the flames by withoutthetiger

AO3 Link For Podfic: Here

Summary:

Set sometime in the middle of s6, just a quiet surprise in the middle of Buck's kitchen.

———————————————————————-

And you can check out the rest of the podfics for the 911 Podfic Fest 2023 too!

Hello, all! 🥰

I come bearing gifts!

A podfic for the lovely @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels of her fic “Curl Up in My Heart and Let Me Keep You” AKA The Cat!Buck Fic.

The fantastic and lovely @like-the-rest-of-la did the cover art for it! I need everyone to appreciate it and tell her just what an amazing job she did because 😍!

Now, without further ado -

Length: 1 hour 24 minutes 14 seconds Format: Streaming & MP3 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Relationship: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz (Buddie) Ao3 Link: Here

Fuck It Friday

I was tagged by @like-the-rest-of-la and my goodness, October is almost upon us! Spooky season has officially begun! Guess I should share a little snippet...

“It’s good to have you,” Hen tells him on his first day as they ride in the cab to a call. “We were starting to wonder if Cap would ever fill the spot.” “You can’t blame him for taking his time,” Chimney replies. Eddie looks back and forth between them. “What happened?” Hen and Chimney share a glance that conveys an entire conversation. They do that a fair amount, Eddie’s noticed. “The firefighter before you… he and Bobby got really close,” Hen says at last. “He was young, your age, actually…” “He was lost, and so was Cap,” Chimney adds. “They were there for each other.” “And then he… disappeared.” Hen shakes her head. “We don’t know what happened.” “Disappeared? Like, he left?” “No.” Chimney’s voice is empathetic. “All his stuff was still at his girlfriend’s place. His bank account hasn’t been touched. His phone was in the apartment.” Something cold and heavy congeals in the pit of Eddie’s stomach. “You think…” “We’re not sure what to think,” Hen says. “Bobby reported him as a missing person but there haven’t been any leads. We just hope…” Her voice dies off, but Eddie knows the rest of that sentence. They’re first responders, they know the statistics. We just hope he didn’t suffer.

WHICH HALLOWEEN FIC COULD THIS POSSIBLY RELATE TO? That's for me to know and you all to yell at me about.

💛 if it helps with the jump starting of the brain: DNA by Lany which coincidentally features my blog title and always gives me buddie feels <3 All the hugs 🌻🌻🌻

(@like-the-rest-of-la)

lisa this song is a banger but specifically the my reputation says that I fall too fast/but I can't treat ya like the rest of L.A lines. i hope u like!!

Buck was well aware he had a reputation - really, he was. You couldn’t spend your first few years in LA sleeping with half the population of the city without gaining a bit of a name for yourself. Most of the time, he didn’t mind: really, he didn’t. Buck didn’t mind the teasing that came with his past behaviour -

At least, he didn’t mind before Eddie Diaz had walked into the 118 and stopped Buck’s heart dead in his chest. He was - God, Buck had been annoying from the moment he’d met Eddie, the middle school boy inside of him going right for the pulling pigtails method of dealing with a crush - and he was just the most beautiful man Buck had ever seen. He was gorgeous, and kind, with those big, brown doe-eyes that made Buck’s heart melt in his chest, and Eddie was caring, and he was funny, and he was the best dad.

Buck was sort of torn between wanting to devour every inch of him, or just gaze lovingly at Eddie for the rest of eternity. 

Except Chimney was ruining it.

Chimney, with his big mouth, and his stories about Buck’s - objectively unprofessional, and possibly unsavoury - behaviour his first few years with the squad, was going to ruin Buck’s chances of having their new colleague, who Buck had been aggressively flirting with for months now, ever date him.

(Buck was going to make sure no one - not even Maddie - found Chimney’s body.)

“You know,” Eddie hoisted himself up onto the engine’s roof beside Buck, legs swinging out over the side of the truck. “You didn’t have to leave lunch early.” 

Buck shrugged. He stood by his dramatic exit. “I wanted to,” he huffed, leaving out the part where he’d contemplated stabbing Chimney with the blunt butter knife he’d been clutching. 

Eddie bumped his shoulder against Buck’s. “I know who you are,” he said pointedly, with the confidence of someone who’d known Buck for a whole lot longer than the six months he’d been with the squad. “I know you’ve slept with a lot of people, and you’ve got this - well, reputation.”

Buck was either going to kill Chimney, or himself. He hadn’t quite decided. 

Eddie smiled at him softly, reassuring. “I also know you’ve had your heart broken, your fair share,” he hummed, glancing back toward the loft. “I guess - I just want you to know that I don’t care about how many people you’ve been with. And if you - well, if you want to give this, whatever it is that’s happening between us, a chance, I can promise you something.”

Buck couldn’t help the bright flush that rose in his cheeks as he realised that Eddie was interested in him. Seriously, genuinely interested. “What can you promise me?”

Eddie grinned, and Buck was pretty sure he could see the rest of his life in the bright, happy brown eyes that gazed back at him. “I won’t treat you like the rest of LA has,” he murmured. “I’d be all in, with you. So it’s up to you, Buck.”

Well -

Buck had been all in since they’d blown up an ambulance together. He just needed to figure out a more romantic way to say that.

send me a song and i'll write you a drabble

High school reunion? 👀👀👀 single dads AU 👀👀👀👀👀👀

(@like-the-rest-of-la)

hi lisa!! i've just answered high school reunion here

the single dads au is something i came up with when i was considering signing up for an event, and then i didn't sign up and never got around to writing it sfkjs so all i have is a rough outline

basically: buck's daughter and eddie's son (chris obviously sjgkjsl) are in the same class and they’re the only two dads in a sea of moms at school pickup and parent teacher nights (except for that one gay couple, but they don't really talk to anyone else) so they get to know each other a little (and develop secret crushes). eddie's a nurse and buck's a librarian so they end up meeting outside of school too. and then they agree to chaperone a school trip and oops, they have to share a hotel room…(guess what: there's only one bed)

💛 How about "I can't concentrate when you look at me like this." for the fanfic sentence starters 😁😘

(@like-the-rest-of-la)

“I can't concentrate when you look at me like that.”

“Like what?” Buck managed to squeak indignantly from behind Eddie’s hand that was settled over his face.

Eddie didn’t bother responding because Buck knew exactly what he was doing with his big puppy eyes and the pouty lips and the curls on his head just a little wild from running his fingers through it. The only surprise had been that Buck had managed to keep his hands to himself.

Eddie grimaced as Buck licked his palm and he pulled his hand way only to wipe it on his face. Buck squawked again as he tried to knock off Eddie’s hand.

“You’re the one bothering me!” Buck cried. “I’m just sitting here. Minding my own business.”

“Uh huh,” Eddie said, sounding thoroughly unimpressed.

Buck just happened to fold himself in the center of the couch— even though they had had discussions at length about how that should be a crime when not cuddling— and just so happened to be wearing those sweatpants that made Eddie half hard just thinking about most days. Eddie’s boyfriend was many things but subtle was not one of them.

And normally Eddie would indulge him. The only thing in the world he wanted to do was to toss his books aside and pin Buck right there in the center of the couch— another equal exception to the rule— to take him apart piece by piece until he was begging to come.

But Eddie also wanted to pass his paramedics recertification as well. It wasn’t an easy test and being able to swing in was a nice extra cash flow.

Buck had managed to capture Eddie’s arm and held it to his chest like he was hugging it. But his foot was also nudging against Eddie’s ankle and then Buck did that sweet thing he did when he was feeling clingy where he kissed the bolt of Eddie’s shoulder that always managed to make his resolve melt.

“Baby.” Eddie sighed, resisting with about every fiber of his being. He finally tore his gaze away from his book and found Buck staring at him, wide eyed and innocent with a smile he was trying to bite away. He was ridiculous. “I’ve got to finish this.”

“So,” Buck said with a shrug, his hand settling on Eddie’s thigh. The weight of his palm alone would’ve had Eddie moaning if he wasn’t already biting his cheek. “Finish this. I can entertain myself.”

Teasing fingers rubbed little swirling patterns up Eddie’s thigh and Eddie was weak.

He splayed open his legs and glared at Buck’s triumphant little noise as he unfolded so he could settle on his front. His legs were too long to fit and Buck hooked his calves up to cross his ankles in the air as he got to work battling Eddie’s shorts.

It was a ridiculous visual but Eddie was too busy concentrating on not throwing his textbook aside and grabbing onto Buck’s hair to laugh.

In fact…

Eddie sucked in a sharp breath when Buck managed to free him and the sight of Buck’s head was going to be immensely distracting so he could always just—

Buck should’ve been offended when Eddie put his textbook on his head because most people would be when giving their boyfriends head.

But instead, Buck continued to prove that he was full of surprises when he shuddered so hard that Eddie felt it in his lips, making him jerk up. Buck’s hand settled on his hip and held him still so he wouldn’t choke.

His mouth went dry and Eddie sank into the couch as Buck got to work while Eddie lost any and all motivation to study for the rest of the night.

[Podfic] Close My Eyes and Stumble (Right Into Your Love)

One of my longest podfics to date! Close My Eyes and Stumble (Right Into Your Love) by @hmslusitania​ with cover art by @like-the-rest-of-la​!

The comic by like-the-rest-of-la was what first got me to read what would become one of my all time favourites so I’m so happy to have the cover art!!

Link: [Podfic] Close My Eyes and Stumble (Right Into Your Love) Rating: Mature Pairing: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz Length: 2:37:10 Author summary:

Eddie's PTSD is just that little bit worse and when he moves to Los Angeles, instead of joining the LAFD, he joins dispatch. Which is all good and fine, except for this one firefighter he keeps ending up talking to.

Kskdkdjddj I will never live this down 😅🙈🙈🙈

(@like-the-rest-of-la)

kladfhkaslsdajfdh, lisa, my love, INDEED you will not xDDD

the fact that you thought I was writing FULL-ON MCD will haunt me forever xDDDDD I am also obsessed with it xD (it IS because if you that I now feel like I have to specifically mention the presumed part <3 xD)

but yeah, the '/comfort' part of that hurt/hurt/hurt/hurt/hurt/hurt/hurt/comfort IS the important part xDDDD

Friiiida ❤️❤️ I love how much your spotify wrapped has been influenced by this lovely fandom :D a little question for you: so you got your number one, but what's the number one of your heart this year? Is it the same one? And which one is your current fave?

@like-the-rest-of-la

Lisa! 🥰💖 It's actually ridiculous how many different playlists and fic vibe songs I've listened to over the last year hahaha. But I didn't really use spotify much before either!

Ohhh good questions! I really thought my number one would be I'll Follow by Fancy Cars and SVRCINA - it was number 6 on my list, so close, but not quite there - because I was obsessed with it when I first discovered it; it has such buddie vibes! So in my heart that's the number one song of 2022. 😌

I don't know that I have a current fave, or at least there's no song I feel like playing on repeat at the moment (although to be fair, that's not something I do anyway, and if it happens I turn it off after three or four repeats lmao). But I'll give a special shoutout to your blog-namesake dna by LANY, because I went back to that one SO many times this fall, and that doesn't happen to me often!

Ohhhhh 29 for the music asks 🥰🌻

(@like-the-rest-of-la)

29. your favorite album closer

hands down no question

music asks 🎵

charles apparently happily scurrying to talk to a camera when max asks him to without a SINGLE ferrari PR person in sight? YEARS of pr training just all undone like that in a single second? let’s not lose the plot here charles is down JUST AS BAD

List 7 comfort films and tag 7 people: (tagged by @like-the-rest-of-la mwah❤️)

1. Miss congeniality (1&2)

2. Matilda

3. She’s the Man

4. Eloise at Christmas Time

5. The Emperor’s New Groove

6. The Mummy (1&2)

7. Prey

Tagging if you feel like doing this🫀: @fireladybuckley @mistmarauder @hmslusitania @fleurdebeton @starry-eyed-guttersnipe @stagefoureddiediaz @homerforsure

💖💖 Jess, my fave gnn mutual 😂😙😙😙 soooo, 11) a random thought/memory of @theladyyavilee aaaaand 13) mutual you'd visit in hospital jail? 😁

(@like-the-rest-of-la)

LISA, BBY!

Okay tho. Important question.

What the fuck does gnn mean? I'm super lost. Help. 🤣

BUT ALSO!

11. a random thought/memory of @theladyyavilee

Oh! I remember when we were shown the board of photos and whatnot in the Henren house, and she messaged me because one of her edits was printed and pinned to the board! 💃😂

13. mutual you'd visit in hospital jail?

Oh God... 💀 I'd have to go for @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels and handcuff her wrist to mine, so she couldn't run off. She'd probably try to gnaw her way through the chain, but not even she's rabid enough to succeed. 🤣

Mutuals ask game. 🌷

Seven Sentence Sunday

I was tagged by @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove and hey, since I was just talking about the F&F AU yesterday...

“I hate all that… macho posturing.” Buck shrugs. “Hate it? That’s literally all you did when we first met.” “Yeah, well.” Buck rubs the back of his neck, his cheeks going pink and his mouth curling up into a sheepish half-smile. “That’s when I thought you were trying to pick up my sister.”

Tagging... uh. I don't know. Who's writing? @like-the-rest-of-la and @princessfbi I think you two both have stuff you're working on. XD

Heeeeeey 💛 cactus and papyrus for the random ask game :))

(@like-the-rest-of-la)

cactus: something you’re currently learning (about)?

how to change my car title/registration in my state. not very interesting but necessary

papyrus: if you put your ‘on repeat’ playlist on shuffle, what’s the first song that comes up? what do you like about it / associate it with?

why'd you only call me when you're high. i listen to arctic monkeys at work a lot because i can't do customer service without having a banger playing from the kitchen. but also reminds me of my sister bc she used to love the arctic monkeys

get to know me

🌹🌹🌹😘😘😘

lisa my love! some more buckley-diaz family sweetness for you 💕

Eddie squats down and wraps both of his arms around his son, squeezing him tightly. 

“I love you so much,” he murmurs, “and I’m so glad we’re here together.”

“Me too,” Christopher says, tugging on Buck’s hand that he’s still holding onto, the other arm wrapped around Eddie’s neck. “All three of us.”

for every “🌹” you send me, i’ll give you a sentence from my wip