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elvensorceress · 16 days
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Test Drive
Buck/Eddie, Buck/Tommy, Eddie/Buck/Tommy | 28K | rated: Explicit | complete! | ao3
“You can come home with us," Buck blurts out. "Or we can take you home. But— but you should. You should come home with us.”
For that, Eddie does look up at him. But only for half a second. “I,” Eddie starts slowly. “I wouldn’t want to. Interrupt. Or be in the way. You’re on a date. I’m fine. You don’t have to worry. I don’t care about her or the break up. I’m over it. So over it.”
Eddie wants to be with them. Eddie wants to be with Tommy. Of course he wants to be with Tommy. Tommy is amazing. Buck’s stomach twists and he doesn’t know how to breathe or what to say. Or why he’s not panicking about his best friend being into his boyfriend, and his boyfriend clearly being open to having sex with his best friend. He should be panicking.
What if Eddie is into men? What if Tommy could awaken that in Eddie just like he did with Buck? What if that could happen?
“You wouldn’t be in the way,” Tommy says as he finds Buck’s hand under the table and holds it tightly.
“Right,” Buck adds. “You wouldn’t be. You could,” Oh god. What does he say. How does he say. “You could be— with us.”
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In which Buck wants his boyfriend to give his best friend a queer awakening like he had. For no particular reason at all. While also having the most inopportune "Oh" moment ever.
(Read on AO3)
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iamharryhale · 6 months
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Albert: Hey Buckaroo, what’s the colour of Eddie’s hair?
Buck: Oh, inky black like the darkest night, and has a slight sheen that reminds me of a raven’s obsidian feathers, and when the sun bounces off—
Albert: Mm-hmm. What’s the colour of Maddie’s hair?
Buck: Brown.
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fangirlforlife97 · 22 days
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Me thinking of all the jealous, pining, petty, Eddie Diaz content we could end up with after he finds out about Buck, and Buck & Tommy:
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The potential of it all and not to mention Buck x Tommy. IT'S GONNA BE GREAT!!!!
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chronicowboy · 9 days
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every part of you (simple as that) | 2.8k
"Do you ever think about having kids?" The words fall from Buck's lips the moment Tommy returns from the bar with their beers. He flounders a little, mouth opening and closing like he can suck the words back in. To his credit, Tommy only blinks in surprise and takes a second too long to unwrap his fingers from the neck of the bottle when Buck reaches for it.
"Uh, no, not really," he says carefully, evenly. And Buck's only the tiniest bit disappointed that it doesn't fluster the man more. Tommy just joins him in leaning against the railing of the gazebo, hip and shoulder solid points of contact that Buck relishes in. The warm, strong weight of Tommy against him soothing the pacing dog in his chest. "I mean, I used to. When I still thought I was straight." He huffs a little laugh at himself, and Buck shares in it. A new feeling, wistful amusement. The years lost to a question you never thought to ask, or one you couldn't find the courage to answer. "It's what you do, you know? You find a nice woman, you get married, you have kids."
"Mm," Buck hums ins agreement, taking a sip of his own beer. It's a thought he's had countless times, a thought he continues to have, but now it's not always a woman standing up there at the altar with him. "You don't think about it now?"
"I never really considered it. Not with the job and everything." Tommy sighs, deep and heavy, before turning to face Buck head on. Something raw and vulnerable creeps into his eyes, and Buck finds himself standing a little steadier ready to catch whatever fragile thing Tommy is about to hand him. "The army, firefighting, Harbour. My mortality has never been a sticking point for me. I was always thinking: well, if I die, I die."
Buck sucks in a sharp breath, the words slicing through his skin like shards of a mirror long since shattered, settling in his gut like a stone of dread. How many times had he thought the exact same? How many times will he have to pay for his own carelessness by caring for someone he could lose so easily?
"I've made sure to live a life that would leave very little behind," Tommy continues. "Or I had. Until recently."
"Oh, yeah?" Buck raises an eyebrow, heart skipping once then twice. "What changed?"
"I think..." Tommy's voice is low as he sways into Buck's space. "I think I found something to stick around for."
(OR: buck comes out to chris at the wedding)
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bibuckagenda · 25 days
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Wait a minute if we get pining buck throughout the entirety of season 7, does that mean we could get a scene during the Madney wedding where love music is playing while buck watches his sister get her happy ending and he glances over at an oblivious Eddie, music swelling in the background as he visibly has to tear his gaze away from him??? Like we could see him completely aching and feeling more alone than ever while no one but us knows it? Is that what you’re saying?????????
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wiidoodles · 4 months
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Oh my god they were roommates..................
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loserdiaz · 5 months
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I leave the key in my mailbox just for you, so you don't call when you're coming over, you just do We fall asleep on the couch, I refuse to move 'Cause it's the only time I'm ever sleeping next to you And everyone knows it's us against the world I thank my lucky stars but it's tearing me apart 'cause You don't see us like I do You don't see us from my view
—I do, by Renee Rapp
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lourdesdeath · 3 days
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Has this been done? Probably. Do I care? No.
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epiphanybuddie · 1 year
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what the fuck type of straight guy sits like this
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eddie's gayest moment yet tbh
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buckttommy · 1 year
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One thing that was very interesting to me in this episode is the way Eddie was just... not joking about Buck's love interests.
That stuck out.
Usually when Eddie talks to Buck about his love interests, it's with an edge of fond exasperation, teasing laced around his gently delivered truths, but there was none of that this episode. Buck told Eddie he went to see Natalia and it was like something switched. Eddie's entire affect changed when Buck started talking about Natalia. He went from being loose and easy (as loose and easy as one can get when standing at a grave) to being... not combative, necessarily, but visibly actively not wanting to engage in conversation about her either, and it's not...
It's not even jealousy!! We joke a lot about Eddie and jealousy, but it wasn't that at all. It was a fatigue that comes with silence, that comes with holding your tongue, that comes with keeping secrets. Especially when Buck said that he feels like Natalia sees him. That look Eddie gave him immediately after? That was pure hurt. That was him saying I see you too, I've always seen you. But he can't say that. He can't say that, because to say that would be to say so many other things about the way he sees Buck, and to say so many other things would mean to have to unstick his tongue from the roof of his mouth about the ONE thing he's been holding onto ever since he was shot.
I don't know. I don't know, but I think Eddie taking Buck on a date and I think about how Eddie left his son—his heart—in Buck's care so they could bake cookies together (which becomes profoundly more significant in an episode where Christopher was talking about baking smores with his mom), and I think about Kenny saying Ryan has been doing some very nuanced work in the back half of this season, I'm like
Oh. Oh. I see it, thank you. Loud and clear.
#Before 5B I was like 'Eddie's pining era Eddie's pining era WHEN?'#but babes we are right in the thick of it. It's in his eyes. It's in his smile. It's in the way he looks Buck#in the way he treats him. In the way he creates space for his confusion for his fatigue for his grief.#In the way he shows quiet support and a stern shoulder to lean upon#In the way he doesn't burden Buck with his own feelings (even though that's mostly selfish on his part because#no part of Eddie will ever be a burden on Buck but Eddie doesn't know that yet)#It's just. Eddie's feelings for Buck are literally in *everything* he says and everything he does#It bleeds from him just like his blood did on that street.#If everything about Buck/Eddie's lives have been shrouded by the shooting since it happened#everything about their lives has *also* been shrouded by Eddie's enormous and unflinching love for him#and he keeps holding his breath and swallowing it down and putting off the moment where he pulls back the lid#and it all spills out and before he knows it... before he knows it#it's going to be too late. And instead of his blood staining the street it's going to be Buck's and he's going to tell him#but he won't hear him because Eddie was too slow too fucking slow#(did we all peep the watch on his wrist? Yeah. Time is running out Eddie. Time is running out and it is not going to#wait for fear to release its hold on you. Buck's not going to cheat death again. Don't waste time babe)#Anyways. Yeah. YEAH. Yeah....... whew. This episode was a Lot#jack.txt#tv: 911#911: 06 x 15#911 spoilers
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claypigeonpottery · 4 months
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sold
locked together 💚
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loveme-anyway · 1 year
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WHY WOULD HE SAY THAT--WHY DOES HE LOOK LIKE THAT!!!
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wikiangela · 18 days
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wip wednesday
tagged by @tizniz @daffi-990 💖
just a tiny lil snippet of the bucktommy fic before I post it probably later tonight (it's basically almost done, and then I just need a title) ngl this whole fic turned out hornier than I expected but buck is just a baby bi who has his first boyfriend, and I am not immune to how hot tommy is okay 🙈 (buck and I have literally the exact same taste in men and women istg 🤣) i kinda wanted to turn it into smut but I want it posted before the episode and it turned out too long already haha
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“When you’re ready.” Tommy says, his thumb tenderly brushing against where Buck’s birthmark is.
“Yeah.” Buck nods. “And when I am, I- Well, I bet you can teach me more stuff than just flying or Muay Thai.” he says half-jokingly, referencing the conversation right before their first kiss, when Buck didn’t even realize he was flirting until he thought back on it – which freaked him out, too, because how often did this happen before? Tommy just grins, all confident and charming, and leans in to press a soft but hungry kiss to Buck’s lips. Buck’s insides swirl and dance and make him feel all giddy and floaty. 
“Oh, I can teach you. I’m gonna.” he whispers, lightly pulling at Buck’s lip. Buck almost asks him to stay. Almost tries to bring Tommy closer, and thrust his hips up to make their clothed dicks collide again, wanting to feel that pressure again. He doesn’t, though. Which requires an impressive amount of self-control, if he says so himself.
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wildlife4life · 1 month
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Fuck-Friday Coda
Tagged by the always lovely @theotherbuckley @perfectlysunny02 @cal-daisies-and-briars @aroeddiediaz @exhuastedpigeon @hippolotamus @loserdiaz @wikiangela @daffi-990 @tizniz and @diazsdimples Thank you all so much for all the tags throughout the week and today! I have eased back on working NFL Buck because I am absolutely swamped with school. I have started clinic rounds and somehow the classwork has doubled for the next set of courses. Which holy crap. So a lot of my days are for studying, homework, and quizzes. Add on being a mom/house wife and yea, not a ton of time to work on my favorite WIP. But I am making time on Thursday to watch the newest 9-1-1 episodes and write codas, because I started them in the final episodes of season 6 and really enjoyed it! So I made a goal to make a coda for most if not all of season 7 episodes! 2/2! I will try my absolute damnest to get some work into NFL Buck because it is my baby and I know how much it is beloved. Until then, enjoy the season 7 codas. Posted to ao3.
7x02 Coda
“We-I…” Buck tries to find the right words again, but he has no idea what they should be.  He doesn’t know if he should be defending himself along with Eddie and Chimney, proclaim that they were just being honest with internal affairs. Or if he should defend Hen and the betrayal she felt when they couldn’t back her up.
Rock and a hard place, with Buck being squeezed tightly in between.
Chimney left the locker-room soon after Hen, with the passing false hope comment, “She’ll come around.”  His phone was half-way to his ear before disappearing around the ladder truck, most likely spilling the entire ordeal to Maddie.
Buck slumps back down on the bench and leans his head against the lockers, closing his eyes with a defeated sigh. Still standing close by, Buck hears Eddie hum in agreement. Yea, tonight was very much a downer.
“We should have had her back.” Buck finally says.
He feels additional weight added to bench and pressing warmth along his arm and thigh when Eddie sits beside him. “We did. We just all put our foots in our mouths trying to show her.” He assured.  He gives Buck knee a gentle squeeze, “You more than me with that whole ‘right call’ comment and wanting to give Captain Collier’s a hard time.”
Buck groans in embarrassment, “I was trying and horribly failing to lighten the mood.”
“The mood was dead on arrival; you had no chance.” Eddie chuckles.
They both go silent, stewing in the hurt emotions left behind by Hen and Chimney, mixing with their own anxiety and worry. It kind of reminds Buck of the last time Hen was captain and that man died at the happiness convention. God that felt like so long ago, when really is less than a year.  Yet here they all are, questioning themselves on the job after losing a patient and without Bobby’s steady leadership to help guide them through it.
Buck could only hope this didn’t send him or anyone else on the team into a spiral of questioning their purpose in life. And he really hoped it didn’t lead to another brush with death, for anyone of them.
The hand on Buck’s knee never left and gave another squeeze, pulling him from his past wallows and has his eyes fluttering open. He looks over at Eddie and sees an understanding smile gracing his lips. “That man’s death isn’t on us. We we’re working on the worst of the crash, and we saved that girl and her mother.  Hen made the right call, the same one Bobby would have made and when those lab results concur with her story, she’ll be back, and we’ll find a way to make it up to her.”
Buck takes a moment to let Eddie’s words sink it and pull him from the beginnings of a self-deprecating spiral. He did his job, he gave his facts of the event truthfully, and Hen would come around. In all regards, Buck just needed to learn how not to put his foot in his mouth, because at the moment it really was a nasty taste.
Slowly most of the tension that had built up during Hen’s confrontation eases away and Eddie felt it through the press of his shoulder into Buck’s, “That has to be a record.” He comments before getting to his feet and reaching a hand out.
Buck doesn’t even hesitate and tries his damnest not to flush too red as Eddie hauls him to his feet with little to no effort. The man has a girlfriend and Buck was done chasing. “Uh yea. Turns out when you stop trying to search for the life’s great moments and instead live in them, internal spiraling is easier to pull out of.” He explains. Eddie also is a big contributor, but Buck isn’t going to admit that to said man.
“Well… At least those self-help books will make good kindling for the next campfire.” Eddie cackles and Buck swats at his shoulder which only makes him laugh harder.
Eventually Buck joins in and the pit of dread dwindles further. He embraces this moment and knows eventually everything is going to be okay.
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hoodie-buck · 8 days
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—wrote this for my beloved wife april bday a few weeks ago and thought i’d share it with the rest of ya’ll 🫶🏼 it’s also part of my rainy day theater series for those of you who enjoy that one!
rated: m | words: 6.9k | read on ao3
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Why the hell was Buck calling him so late?
“Buck?”
There was some static and shuffling on the other end, Eddie wondering if Buck had butt dialed him or something.
“Buck?” Eddie tried again, the man’s voice finally greeting him.
“EDDIE!”
It was way too loud and excitable for the time of the night, but Eddie found himself smiling for it all the same.
“How much have you had to drink?”
“Where are you?” was the excited response he got, Eddie’s heart aching a little for it.
“I’m at home, in bed, where you should probably be.”
“I’d like to be in your bed.”
Eddie swallowed thickly. Buck sounded cocky, flirty.
Thankfully Buck spoke again, Eddie unable to come up with anything coherent.
“S’no-no fun w’out you.”
Buck sounded pouty, Eddie all but seeing his lower lip stuck out over the phone.
“No fun without me, huh? What ah, what would we be doing if I was there?”
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Drunk Buck calls Eddie, Eddie picks him up. There's pining, with a hint of angst, and soft slutty shenanigans
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