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Jack was watching him from across the room. Sipping his glass of whiskey sparingly.

        PLAYING  THESE  GAMES  AT  PARTIES  HAD  BECOME  A  FAVORITE  OF  HIS.   The  other  rich  socialite  had  been  someone  he  had  been  seeing  at  events  more  and  more  recently  ,  and  it  was  only  a  matter  of  time  ,         before  they  started  to  see  more  and  more  of  each  other.   Hardly  a  problem  for  Jay.   He  had  been  out  since  he  was  a  teenager  and  being  the  son  of  Tony  Stark  ,  that  had  reached  main  media  long  ago.

        Catching  the  glance  from  Jack  ,  Jay  smiled.         A  blush  on  his  cheek  as  he  took  a  sip  of  his  whiskey  ,  and  continued  to  schmoose  with  the  man  and  woman  he  had  been  talking  to.   Though  his  attention  kept  darting  between  them  ,  and  Jack.

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CONTRARY  TO  MOST  TEENS  JAY  DIDN'T  MIND  SPENDING  THE  DAY  WITH  HIS  SISTER.   He'd  always  wanted  a  sibling  ,  so  when  the  big  news  finally  came  that  the  Jay-Man  was  gonna  be  a  big  brother  ,         it  was  quite  literally  all  he  had  ever  wanted.   When  he  found  out  he  was  going  to  be  the  older  brother  of  a  sister  though  ,  that  was  when  he  felt         a  whole  new  level  of  responsibility  setting  in  him.   Someone  was  going  to  need  him.   And  he  was  more  than  ready  for  the  task.

So  on  the  off  chance  that  he  had  been  asked  to  take  Kaylee  out  for  the  day  ,  it  was  hardly  even  close  to  being  like  pulling  teeth  for  the  teen.         Even  when  it  meant  parting  with  his  gaming  system  to  indulge  his  baby  sister.

While  Kaylee  was  still  getting  used  to  their  dad  being  in  meetings  all  day  long  ,  Jay  had  gotten  pretty  used  to  the  occasion.   It  wasn't  like  Dad  didn't  make  time  for  him  ,         and  then  later  the  both  of  them  when  Kaylee  came  along.   Resentment  for  the  company  their  family  was  branded  with  wasn't  in  Jay's  makeup.   It  made  it  easy  to  smile  ,  and  even  chuckle  a  little  when  the  complaint  came  from  the  much  smaller  blonde.

❝  Well  ,  plus  side  t'dad  workin  all  day  ,  means  we  get  double  dessert.  ❞   Brows  furrowed  when  she  suggested  her  older  brother  ,         sneak  one  of  their  dad's  suits  away  for  a  little  flying.   Not  that  he  would  have  any  trouble  flying.  By  now  he  had  already  been  working  with  Dad  on  learning  to  pilot  them  ,         but  he  wasn't  quite  ready  for  chasing  after  a  little  kid  who  decided  to  play  tag  in  the  sky.   ❝  And  risk  losing  those  tickets  t'see  Dazzler  Dad  got?   Not  a  chance!   Unlike  you  ,  I  have  to  be  the  good  example.  ❞

There  was  a  knowing  ,  teasing  smile  that  accompanied  him  as  he  gave  the  little  girl  a  playful  shrug.   ❝  I  got  a  better  idea.  Pretty  sure  they  got  those  new  flavors  of  ice  cream  at  the  -  ❞

Proposition  for  a  different  idea  of  fun  was  cut  short.   Thankfully  ,  both  kids  were  well  prepared  for  the  long  laundry  list  of  people  out  to  take  a  blow  at  their  father.   Between  self  defense  classes  ,  and  learning  to  pick  up  on  what  to  look  for  ,         both  Jay  and  Kaylee  were  well  prepared  for  a  moment  of  crisis.

It  was  small  ,  just  the  flick  of  light  reflection  off  of  medal.   Catching  his  attention  ,  and  forcing  eyes  to  focus  and  narrow.   That  was  when  he  saw  them.   Suspicious  persons  watching  ,       before  silently  muttering  into  an  earpiece.   They  were  being  watched.   No  ,  they  were  being  hunted.   ❝  Run!   Call  Dad.  ❞   His  eyes  stayed  on  the  growing  group  of  people  moving  in  on  them.   He  had  a  suit  he  could  call.   Pieces  of  the  suit  on  his  person.   He  could  use  those  to  help  until  the  whole  thing  arrived.   But  a  loud  bang  was  heard  ,         before  a  wet  feeling  in  his  shoulder.   He  didn't  feel  a  thing  aside  from  the  force  of  the  wind  being  pulled  out  of  him  ,  until  he  looked  down  and  saw  the  blood.  That's  when  it  came.   THE  SEERING  PAIN.

The  pain  was  so  distracting  ,  it  was  hard  to  make  out  what  was  even  happening.   Voices  sounded  far  off  ,         or  maybe  even  like  they  were  under  water.   At  least  Kaylee  was  running  to  get  help  though.   She  was  safe.

Not  so  much.

Sound  of  sister's  cries  pull  his  attention.   Gripping  him  and  willing  him  to  get  up.   She  needs  him.   He  needs  to  protect  her.         He  promised  his  dad  the  day  she  was  born  that  he'd  never  let  anything  happen  to  her.   He's  never  broken  his  word  to  his  dad.   He  has  to  do  SOMETHING.

 ❝  Get  your  FUCKING  hands  off  her!  ❞   A  near  feral  growl  leaves  him.   Laced  through  a  strained  cry  of  pain.   Trying  to  sit  up  is  no  use.         He's  already  slipping  out  of  consciousness  as  sounds  of  the  struggle  muddle.   He  tries  to  keep  eyes  open  longer.   Tries  to  lift  his  hand  to  try  and  get  to  her.   Not  that  he  would  have  been  of  any  help.   ❝  K-Kay…please  run  ,   ❞   It's  no  use.   Logic  knows   they're  completely  surrounded.   Even  without  being  able  to  hear  the  woman's  deal  ,  while  eyes  flutter  closed  and  body  goes  limp.

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The day was beautiful, the sun was out shining leaving little prickles or warmth on her skin. There weren't many times the pair of siblings were without a guard but these days with Jay having a suit at his disposal and Kaylee's powers growing more and more everyday they were being left more to their own devices.

"Dad said he's gonna be in meetings aaaaaaall day. Ugh." she groaned, "Can we go see a movie or something?" she asked but then her eyes lit up mischievously, "Oooooor you could go get a suit and we could go flying!" she exclaimed, hovering up off the ground for a moment, her face bright as she tempted her older brother.

Her beaming smile faltered as she looked at his face, it looked like the gears were turning but not in the way she was use to seeing.

Run, call dad!

A sudden load bang rang through her ears, like a shot from a race, Kaylee took off, floating inches above the ground. She hit the emergency button on her wrist, hearing Tony's voice answer in nonchalant hello.

Kaylee turned around, watching Jay's body hit the ground as another shot went off. The blood curdling scream came from her little lungs as she screamed his name.

A furry of adults began to converge on him. Bad guys. She knew in her heart. She'd seen them on the news. Seen pictures of her parents, of Jay fighting them. Without even thinking, her body glowed and a sudden rush of adrenaline hit her system. Lightning fast she flew, arms out copying the stance she'd seen her mother take a million times.

Kaylee slammed her little body into the first man closest to Jay, screaming incoherently for them to GET AWAY FROM HIM.

Panic was setting in as she looked down at her big brother, seeing the pool of crimson seep from his chest. "No no no." she panicked pressing her hands to his chest. "DADDY!" she yelled into her wrist watch, hearing Tony's voice come through decidedly no longer unconcerned.

Her head spun. The bright world suddenly felt insurmountable. "HEL-!!!" She screamed, but a hand covered her mouth before she could finish the word. She struggled against the hands that grabbed her, biting down on them until she tasted the iron of their blood.

Hold the little bitch down! Someone commanded.

Ack! She fucking bit me!! Came the voice of her assailant. He reached his good hand back and back handed her. Kaylee's sapphire eyes narrowed dangerously as she felt the bones of his hand shatter against her invincible skin.

We didn't plan for the girl. Said another voice.

A bit of hope filled her. What were they to do with a part Kree warrior, young as she was, it didn't change her DNA. Until the guns all trained on Jay. She crawled her body over his protectively.

A woman, towered over them, "If you behave and come with we won't kill him." she said, opting for an alternative approach.

Kaylee gulped, eyes staring wildly around her. She couldn't take them all on and there was no way she could stop every bullet from touching Jay. She nodded right before the blind fold was wrapped around her head.

"Smart girl. Pack 'em up."

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buck spilling eddie's business

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i think this is what we'll be going with for the icon template. wanted to try something different and i'm really vibin with this.

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8x09 // 7x04

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Buck being hurt/almost hurt + Bobby's Reaction 9-1-1, S1-S8

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Oliver Stark as Evan “Buck” Buckley 9-1-1, S08E09 - Sob Stories

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9-1-1

S08E10: Voices | dir. Jennifer Lynch

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remembering this is the kind of shit my boi grew up listening to. tony (@impossibleormerelyfantastic) i'm so so sorry when he was in his insufferable teen years.

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EVAN "BUCK" BUCKLEY 9-1-1 (2018) 4.08

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You were born to save someone.

And that's what you do. Every day

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i need to see them dance at the wedding.

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how  many  times  had  he  seen  her  in  the  last  week?  three?  and  it  was  only  friday.  not  that  it  wasn't  normal  for  people  to  follow  him  in  hopes  of  a  statement.  but  it  didn't  feel  like  one  of  those  moments.  either  that  or  she  was  really  bad  at  her  job.  reporters  were  way  more  nosey  than  her.    ❝   i'd  say  we  should  stop  meeting  like  this,   ❞    he  started , approaching  the  blonde  with  a  seemingly  friendly  smile.    ❝   but  i  don't  think  i've  had  the  pleasure  yet.   ❞

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me  thinking  about  the  many  fucking  times  this  guy  has  just  gone  running  into  danger  not  thinking  about  the  fact  that  he's  just  a  normy  in  a  fancy  suit  because  he  literally  grew  up  with  the  idea  in  his  head  that  he  was  gonna  be  just  like  dad  when  he  grew  up . . . and  he  was.