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spotsandsocks · 1 year
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T 2.4K written for @mayrriedbuddie mini proposal event. An unconventional proposal- no ring/no kneee
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Buck has plans to propose but things don’t always go exactly as you expect. Sometimes laundry gets in the way.
Buck’s feet are cold, he forgot to put his socks on. He always does. Luckily the laundry basket is on the kitchen table and his favourite fluffy socks are sitting there. He pulls them on which is immediately much better.
It’s their day off and Eddie’s kicked him out of bed to make the coffee because apparently he’s the only one who knows how to make the coffee machine work properly, Eddie says it’s too complicated but Buck’s pretty sure he knows how to work it just fine. Eddie just wants to keep his own toes warm.
Buck complains but he secretly quite likes it; having a special job that’s just his, taking care of Eddie just a little bit by bringing him the perfect coffee, it’s so domestic, a regular routine and it makes him feel settled, at home.
He waits for the coffee to drip it’s way into Eddie’s favourite  mug. He’s never quite worked out if he fell in love with Eddie the first time he saw him and just ignored it for years or if he’d fallen slowly one step at a time, drawn into Eddie’s orbit until they were bound together in a way as fundamental as the laws of gravity.
Somehow he thinks it might be both at the same time which makes no sense and perfect sense. 
Just like Eddie. Eddie makes sense, through the ups and downs he’s always known that being with Eddie made sense, as his friend, his partner, his co parent, then eventually his boyfriend and his lover,  Eddie just makes sense. 
Sometimes it’s been the only thing that has. 
So Buck wants to add another name to the list of what Eddie’s is to him, what he is to Eddie. He wants to add fiancé and then husband. He wants it all. 
He’s worked out how to do it. He’s got a plan. He’s already checked with Chris; that he’s happy with the idea of him and Eddie getting married. That conversation  had resulted in a hug, a yes and an eye roll so reminiscent of his father that it made his heart ache at how fast Chris was growing up.
Buck carries the coffees back to bed and is rewarded by a kiss from his boyfriend (soon to be fiancé even if he doesn’t know it yet) before he climbs in next to him, they have about an hour before they need to get up and that means he can curl up next to Eddie and listen to him list all the things they need to get done today. He really couldn’t be any happier.
A week later Buck lies in bed and reviews his plan, everything's coming together. He’s talked to Bobby and he’s agreed and ordered what they need so that part is sorted, once he gets his hands on “the goods” he can get the second part underway until it’s all ready for the big event, Chris knows his role too, it’s all been discussed. Yup as soon as he has everything, he smiles to himself just as Eddie rolls over and snuggles closer, wrapping an arm around him. Yes, not long to wait and Eddie won’t know what’s hit him.
The subject of his affection wriggles even closer and kisses his neck making Buck shiver, the first kiss is followed by a word pressed into his skin “Coffee?” 
Buck knows the routine, more words follow, coming between each of Eddie’s kisses “Why yes!”-kiss , Buck shakes his head at Eddie’s antics, “I’d love one” - kiss “thank you sweetheart.” - kiss.
Buck sighs dramatically and pushes himself out of bed. “You know we can get an easier machine if it helps.” 
Eddie rolls onto his back exposing his chest with a wink, he looks delicious and Buck’s tempted to forget all about the coffee. Eddie grins at him, “nah I like ours fine”
“You mean you like me getting the coffee every morning.”
Eddie doesn’t deny it. 
Buck trots out to the kitchen and starts the comforting routine of getting their morning caffeine fix ready except his feet are cold again. He always forgets his damn socks. Glancing around he sees a pair sitting on top of the laundry. 
He grabs at them and stops a little confused. It feels like there’s something inside them, curious, he investigates. 
Reaching in his fingers brush against something, pulling it out he can see it’s a small pouch, black and velvet. It’s definitely not what he’d expected to find hiding in his sock, how on earth has it gotten there. He’s not even seen it before. 
His feet are still cold so he takes a moment to pop the socks on before he pulls at the drawstring to tip the contents onto the palm of his hand. There’s a piece of paper inside it and something else, he shakes the pouch and a metal disc and chain slip out, he stares momentarily confused at the necklace sitting in his hand then his heart stutters when he recognises it for what it is, a St Christopher's medal. It can’t be Eddie’s because he’s wearing his. He’s just seen it around his neck.
He reaches inside for the paper and discovers it’s cut into a heart. The handwriting is instantly recognisable; it’s Christopher’s, it says ‘love you Buck.’ There’s something on the other side too, he turns it over and in a different but equally recognisable handwriting it says,’ want to make it official?’ He stares at the words, heart pounding.
“Look on the back, we got it engraved.”
He startles at Eddie’s voice but turns to it automatically. There he is, in the doorway leaning against the frame, a soft smile on his face and love in his eyes. Buck’s lost count of how many times he’s been looked at like that and he’s still not used to it, will never get tired of it.
Chris is next to him, rumpled and sleepy but smiling, he’s not as patient as his father. 
“Look at it Buck!”
Tearing his eyes away from Eddie he does, flipping the medallion over. There are two words engraved on the back of it.
Be ours? 
Oh. Oh! His chest feels tight, so this is what it feels like to be chosen. 
“So? Will you?”
Eddie’s words are quiet, spoken with a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth but Buck can tell he's a little nervous. Chris on the other hand  is positively bouncing with excitement.
The younger Diaz doesn’t seem even slightly worried about what Buck’s answer will be. That’s because he’s a smart kid, there’s only one answer Buck would ever have to this question, except Eddie hasn’t said it out loud and he’d like to hear the words, just to be sure.
“Will I what?” 
He holds Eddie’s eyes and both Diazes speak, almost at the same time. 
“Adopt Chris?” 
Eddie says it softly, still looking at him, still smiling, still with everything he feels in his eyes. Buck can’t look away from him, not until Chris follows it up a moment later with
“Marry dad!” He’s much louder than his father. 
Buck looks at the boy whose become his son and beams before returning to Eddie’s eyes. 
“Yes.”
He crosses the room to his boys and wraps Eddie in a hug pulling Chris in too and after he kisses Eddie he stoops to kiss Chris’s head. 
“Absolutely yes.”
Chris punches the air and Eddie laughs, kisses Buck back and grins. 
Buck’s still a bit dazed by the sudden turn of events but one question fights it’s way to the front of his brain.  
“How’d you even know I’d pick up the socks?”
“Sweetheart” Eddie gives him a look, “You kept getting up to make the coffee and coming back to bed with freezing feet so I started leaving your socks out where you’d see them and you started coming back to bed with warm toes. So it seemed like a good plan when Chris and I were plotting.”
Eddie plucks the chain from Buck’s hand and moves to fasten it around his neck. 
“Can I?”
Buck nods and Eddie fixes it around his neck. He gently touches the image on the medal now resting on Buck’s chest , “Perfect”
Buck touches Eddie's fingers where they rest, he’s a little overwhelmed by it all to be honest, he whispers “I love you,” then a thought occurs to him and he frowns “but… “ he tries hard not to sound like he’s complaining but he’s just realised Eddie beat him to it and now his own plans are ruined.
“I was gonna ask you, I I had plans and everything!” he’s failed at not sounding a little sulky. 
Eddie looks amused “plans huh? Well I don't want to get in the way of plans, do I? How about we do ‘plans’ too?” 
Buck’s not quite sure what he means. 
“What?”
“Don’t see why you can’t propose too.” Eddie looks away “I think I’d like that actually.”
Buck studies him and he realises Eddie’s blushing, just a little. 
“Yeah?”
Their eyes meet again.
“Yeah” Eddie says softly “I’d like to be proposed to. We can wait to tell people , let you have your turn at proposing and then announce it.”
“Really?” He’s a little in awe of the man he’s going to marry, he’s so disgustingly perfect.
“Sure. Just don’t keep me waiting too long Buckley!” Eddie arches an eyebrow at him.
“No promises Diaz. Remember patience is a virtue.”
Buck looks at Chris, “Hey you,” he chides him, “being all sneaky on me, you knew about this and you didn’t even give me a tiny hint.”
Chris grins up at him.
“I’m good at keeping secrets Buck.”
Buck grins back because he knows that, Chris is in on his plan too and he hasn’t breathed a word to his dad either. He ruffles his hair and winks.
“Yeah, you certainly are.”
Buck knows he has to wait but hopefully not for too long, last time he checked with Bobby he’d said it would be soon. Patience is a virtue, but not one he’s particularly good at.
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December prompt for @mayrriedbuddie
being to timelessness as it’s to time
being to timelessness as it’s to time, love did no more begin than love will end; where nothing is to breathe to stroll to swim love is the air the ocean and the land
(do lovers suffer? all divinities proudly descending put on deathful flesh: are lovers glad? only their smallest joy’s a universe emerging from a wish)
love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun more last than star
—do lovers love? why then to heaven with hell. Whatever sages say and fools, all’s well
— e.e. cummings
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ride of my life: a buddie proposal fanfic
gen • 1.5k 
"Every turn is executed mercilessly, brakes hit only at the last possible moment, waiting longer and longer to make that crucial decision. Diaz and Buckley are taking every turn like they have nothing to lose, when really, this race means everything."
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Buck and Eddie drive fast cars and everything is different, but nothing is different.
written for the @mayrriedbuddie mini event!
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darkjediqueen · 1 year
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Waiting for the Moment
Waiting for the Moment
Title: Waiting for the Moment Fandom(s): 9-1-1 Relationships: Eddie Diaz/Evan Buckley, Tags: Alternate Universe, Getting Together, Fluff Warnings: No Warnings Apply Summary: Eddie wasn’t sure when it would happen, but he knew it was. Word Count: 3,144 Author Notes: This was written for the Mayrried Buddie Mini Event in December 2022: An Unconventional Proposal Beta: Grammarly (more…)
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monsterrae1 · 1 year
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in paper rings, in picture frames (you're the one I want)
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Written for the @mayrriedbuddie mini event! As soon as they announced their mini event I had this small cute idea so here it is, something fluffy and silly:
It was a fairly normal Tuesday, Buck had left his loft early in the morning, picked up some things he’d need to make breakfast at Eddie’s and got there before Chris had to leave for school so the kid could have a good breakfast that morning. 10 minutes after Buck had started cooking their eggs, Eddie walked into the kitchen, hair sticking out in random places, and rubbing the sleep off his eyes, Buck thought for a second about wrapping his arms around him and steal the warmth still lingering on his body from the bed.
“Morning” He said instead, and Eddie smiled, walking straight to the already served cup of coffee waiting for him.
“Morning” He replied before taking a long sip of his coffee “Need help?”
“Get the toast?”
Eddie nodded and got to work on the pile of toast they usually destroyed in between the three of them.
By the time Chris woke up, Buck and Eddie had a whole spread of breakfast food ready, scrambled eggs, toast, and cut up fresh fruit, Buck had packed Chris’ lunch and Eddie had checked that he had all this books for the day and his homework packed properly. It used to scare him, when they had mornings like this, where they were all domestic and acted like a family, but after Eddie told him about the will, and after practically moving in for a month after Eddie’s breakdown it just felt like this was where he belonged. No matter how it broke his heart that while he wanted this forever, Eddie might not.
“Alright, the kid has been dropped off” Eddie said when he came back, just as Buck was finishing cleaning up the kitchen.
“Plans for the day?” Buck asked him, knowing that it was their day off and they’d be spending it together.
“It’s cleaning day” Eddie said with a sigh, making Buck laugh. Eddie wasn’t the biggest fan of cleaning day, they usually alternated their deep cleaning days so they could tackle Eddie’s house and Buck’s loft on different weeks, but they always helped the other out, making the load of it easier.
As usual it didn’t take them long, and since Christopher was spending the afternoon at a friends’ house, they found themselves with a free afternoon and not knowing what to do with it.
“We could watch a movie” Buck said after a while.
“Sure, what do you feel like?” Eddie answered going for the remote control, but Buck shook his head.
“No, I meant, let’s go out, I think the movie theater downtown is open right now”
After some consideration, Eddie finally agreed and they both pilled into Buck’s jeep. The drive was kept busy with talks about Chris’ upcoming school projects and this science fair, as well as all the things they need to get from the grocery store for both their places, making the time go faster.
The only downside of last-minute plans was that their options for a movie playing at that time were limited, the choices were between what looked like a bad horror film and silly rom com, and since neither one of them felt like watching horror that day, they went with the rom com; Eddie getting their tickets while Buck went to get their snacks.
The movie wasn’t bad, really, it was just a tiny bit cringe like some rom coms tended to be, but Buck found himself enjoying it a lot, it was about two best friends whose life was pretty much completely intertwined, they acted like a team and all their friends teased them because where one went the other was bound to follow.
Buck was trying hard to not think about how him and Eddie were exactly like that.
It wasn’t until almost half the movie in that the characters seemed to realize that they had been dating this entire time, and Buck couldn’t help but feel like if he told any stranger about his relationship with Eddie, they too would assume that they were together, but they weren’t, they were just best friends, some best friends were just like that. Weren’t they?  
20 minutes later the lead was professing his undying love for his best friend and Buck heard a gasp coming from his companion, turning his head slowly to look at Eddie just as Eddie took Buck’s hand on his and squeezed it tight. Eddie was already looking at Buck with a shy smile on his face.
“That’s us” Eddie said softly, they were practically alone in the room, but Eddie’s tone felt soft for them, to keep the moment between them, not to avoid bothering other people.
“Of course, that’s us” Buck agreed right away; yeah, they are like that all the time and he was in love with Eddie, he had been for a long time, and the shine on Eddie’s eyes finally let Buck believe that maybe they could do this, maybe he could have him.
Eddie laughed, bringing Buck’s hand up to kiss it, Buck tangled their fingers together and squeezed Eddie’s hand “Should I call you my boyfriend now, then?”
“I think at this point I should just ask you to marry me” Buck said jokingly, they were already raising a kid together, they had already been through hell together, calling Eddie his boyfriend seemed to juvenile.
“Yes” Eddie said right away, without a drop of doubt.
Buck’s eyes widen in shock “Eddie” He whispered, unable to avoid the huge grin taking over his face “Really? Just like that?”
“We’ve done this thing in the wrong order already, I think I’m ready to call you my husband” Eddie answered with a soft smile on this face, Buck smiled back, how could he not? When he has just gone from friend to fiancé of his best friend and love of his life.
“Wait” Buck said suddenly, letting go of Eddie’s hand and patting himself down, trying to find anything to use as a makeshift ring for Eddie, anything to seal this deal.
He groaned, not finding anything he could use, until his finger graced the discarded paper wrapper from their straws “Yes” he whispered and took them, starting to twist them into a circular shape, Eddie started to laugh, catching up to what Buck was doing. “Shh, they’re gonna kick us out”
Eddie laughed even louder and Buck couldn’t help but to join in; they were just so happy, and they hadn’t even kissed yet, Buck couldn’t wait to kiss him.
“Can I be fiancé for a while?” Buck asked when he finally had the ring ready, Eddie smiled with tears on his eyes and simply gave Buck his hand.
“Yeah, yeah I’d like that”
Buck pushed the ring into Eddie’s finger, adjusting it a little to fit perfectly, and then turned to look at Eddie, he was looking down at the ring with a huge smile on his face “Can I kiss you?” Buck whispered, causing Eddie’s head to snap up to meet his.
“You better”
Buck placed one of his hands on Eddie’s chin to guide him to a better angle and finally joined their lips in their first kiss, soft, sweet, unrushed, just like their relationship had been.
Then they made out like teenagers in the back road of the empty movie theater, and in the hallway on their way out, and in the back seat of the jeep too.
It wasn’t until a couple of hours later when they came down from their high, they were walking around the mall, hand in hand, when the sweat from their joined fingers started to tear the ring apart.
“Wait” Eddie said, taking it off and putting it safely on his pocket “I think we’re gonna have to look for a more lasting alternative”
“We can’t wear rings at work” Buck said, feeling sad about not being able to see the ring on Eddie’s finger all the time, a proof that they had shifted their relationship, a proof that Eddie was his to keep.
Eddie hummed “We can wear watches” Buck looked him confused, Eddie laughed and stopped walking to press a kiss on Buck’s lips “My grandma used to say that back in her town, in Mexico, when a couple got engaged, after the girl got the ring, it was tradition that she got her fiancé a watch; so, I thought, well, we aren’t girls, but we can get the other a watch? One we can wear to work all the time, and then maybe later we’ll figure out the ring situation”
Buck kissed him “Let’s go watch shopping”
They spend the rest of the afternoon looking for watches, finally finding a pair that seemed fitting, and got them engraved with the date, Buck fastening Eddie’s into his writs, and Eddie doing the same with Buck’s.
Buck spent that night at the Diaz house, moving in just a week later.
Six months later he stopped being a fiancé, and became a husband.  
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djdangerlove · 2 years
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Whumptober is everything to me but can somebody please make Mayrried (??😂) a writing month thing? I want married buddie fics through an IV at this point, but this might help.
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December prompt for @mayrriedbuddie
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one's not half two. It's two are halves of one:
one’s not half two. It’s two are halves of one: which halves reintegrating, shall occur no death and any quantity; but than all numerable mosts the actual more
minds ignorant of stern miraculous this every truth-beware of heartless them (given the scalpel,they dissect a kiss; or,sold the reason,they undream a dream)
one is the song which fiends and angels sing: all murdering lies by mortals told make two. Let liars wilt,repaying life they’re loaned; we(by a gift called dying born)must grow
deep in dark least ourselves remembering love only rides his year. All lose, whole find
— e.e. cummings
insp.
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spotsandsocks · 1 year
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Hi spotty! How’s 2023 looking ?
Can I ask 1, 12 and 14? Thank you! Happy new year from the past ✨
1 first fic planned new year
It’s for Ro’s 4th reverse prompt challenge. It’s as good as done and I should get it out sometime this week I think. Called Home Wanted
12 is there a fandom event your looking forward to next year
Mayrried buddie event in (strangely) May 😉 might not write for it but looking forward to the fics.
14 an idea that’s been hanging around comfort a long time that I might actually write this year
A hotel based AU I’ve had floating around might see the light of day.
Thanks for the asks 😘
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