humandevolution
humandevolution
don't ruin this on me
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humandevolution · 3 days ago
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mwahhhhhh💕
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humandevolution · 3 days ago
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alternate 8x06 ending where eddie finds his joy AND keeps the stache
obligatory buddie playlist
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humandevolution · 5 days ago
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bless the fic writers who let eddie be a little slutty after he comes out, as a treat. he deserves it
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humandevolution · 5 days ago
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🔒https://archiveofourown.org/works/60609271
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/60609271
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🚨TRIGGER WARNINGS🚨
(Mentions Of Suicide Thoughts)
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Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz
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Could Have Followed My Fears All The Way Down🔒
By icewhisper
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In 2019, Buck writes a letter and sits on the edge of his roof, but he doesn’t jump. He never tells anyone about how close he’d come.
In 2024, in the midst of packing up the loft so Buck can move in with him and Christopher, Eddie finds the letter.
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humandevolution · 5 days ago
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Backpack Eddie #buddie
Or. Cuddling buddies💕
This wip sketch was commissioned by @/thecaseycassidy on Instagram! Thank you so much!
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Commissions are opened!! Dm me if interested 😙!
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humandevolution · 5 days ago
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humandevolution · 5 days ago
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jealous buck this, jealous eddie that
actually they’re both insanely possessive jealous freaks and won’t ever stop holding the other once they realize what’s going on
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humandevolution · 5 days ago
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I was about to nap earlier and my mind randomly remembered the scene where Buck and Eddie show up to fix Marisol's house (they just looked so good in that scene...) and then this popped into my head, so I wrote it, and then promptly forgot about it until like...8 hours later. Okay, off to bed. Another drabble to be posted later! (More if you send in some from THIS list)
“So you remember the lady who’s house we destroyed to get her brother out of the ceiling?”
Buck frowns, “Okay when you say it like that, it sounds like our job is really weird.”
Eddie levels him with a look, “Our job is weird.” He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, cocking his hip a little as he holds up a finger, “Dude who duct taped himself to a billboard. Naked.” Another finger is lifted. “Bus in the side of a building, but not on the ground floor.” Another finger. “The ransom ware attack with the zoo animals.”
Buck flails a hand, “Alright. Alright. You’ve made your point.” His hand falls to his side as he tilts his head, “Sort of. What is your point?”
“I need you to help me.” Eddie explains and when Buck continues to stare at him, he continues. “I want to help fix her ceiling since we…”
“Tore it apart?”
“Basically, yeah. So, can you help me convince a few of the guys to go with us?”
“Us?” Buck echoes, crossing his arms and lifting an eyebrow. “I haven’t even agreed to this.”
“You’re my best friend. You don’t get a choice.” Eddie reminds him with a quick smile.
“Why are you doing this anyways? We’ve done damage to other people’s property and never gone back.”
“Way to really sell the job.”
Buck gasps suddenly, pointing at Eddie, “You like her!”
“What? No!” Eddie splutters, because that is honestly not what this is about. He has no interest in the lady with the damaged house.
“You do! That’s why you want me to help!”
“No, Buck, I just—“
“I’m not sure if I want to help you flirt.” Buck says in a complete one-eighty. Eddie is a bit lost and a lot confused. He actually can physically see the way Buck is recoiling from the idea. Eddie needs to fix this quick. Before Buck spirals because he thinks something that is so not true.
“Hey,” He steps closer, “I don’t like her. Not like that.” Buck doesn’t seem convinced. “I genuinely do just feel bad. And, this I can help with. I can fix her house.”
“She does this for a living.” Buck reminds him blandly, “She can do it.”
“It’s easier with more people and you know it. We did a bit of damage, Buck.” Eddie searches his best friend’s face. He thinks Buck is…jealous? But Eddie is asking him to help. Asking him to come along. Eddie would do this no matter who the house belonged to!
“Buck,” Eddie’s voice softens, “I don’t even remember her name.”
“Marisol.” Buck practically spits the name. “Her name was Marisol and you’d have no problem scoring a date if you go and flirt with her because she was practically eye fucking you the entire time.” He finishes with a huff.
Definitely jealous, then.
“Well unlucky for her,” Eddie hums, stepping even closer to Buck, who doesn't make any move to step away, “I’m not interested in her. She’s not my type.”
“And you have a son.” Buck drawls drily, echoing words from the beginning of their friendship, “That excuse won’t work forever.”
“Don’t need it as an excuse." Eddie replies easily with a shrug, "Because the person I’m interested in has a son too.”
Buck’s face cracks and a bit of hurt flashes. Eddie hates himself a little because Buck is not understanding what Eddie is saying. “Y-you’re interested in someone?”
Eddie really sucks at this, he realizes.
“I am.” He nods, “Tall. Blonde. Blue eyes. Great with our kid. Has a knack for fixing things.”
He can see the cogs turning in Buck’s mind, the hope blossoming in those blue eyes.
“Think he’ll be willing to do a good deed for me?” Eddie tilts his head to the side, “Maybe let me ogle him a little as he uses a hammer or drill? He’s probably really hot with a tool in his hand.”
Buck’s cheeks flush prettily, “I think he’d be willing to help.”
“Then I can take him for a drink after. As a thank you.”
“Y-yeah?”
“Yeah.” Eddie smiles, stepping away from Buck and turning away, “Because he’s definitely my type.”
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humandevolution · 7 days ago
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9-1-1 3.3 & 5.2
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humandevolution · 7 days ago
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buck or maddie coma dream where they switch lives
buck is a dispatcher, married to eddie (who‘s a paramedic/captain of the 118 depending on how season 9 is gonna go) with two kids (chris being one of these two)
maddie is a firefighter, in a codependent non-relationship with chimney who has a kid (jee) who maddie co-parents
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humandevolution · 7 days ago
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allow me to put this into a different context: this is actually buck marvelling at his new turnout coat which the 118 gave to him after finally marrying eddie
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humandevolution · 7 days ago
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9-1-1 s06e04 - Animal Instincts
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humandevolution · 7 days ago
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No seriously. Watch 8x06 and 8x11 back to back and tell me that Buck being in love with Eddie isn't something the show itself was trying to get you to believe. They had him UNKNOWINGLY get dumped because of Eddie and then run straight to Eddie. Who did this benefit? Tommy never even knew, so it didn't feed into his insecurity. The audience didn't yet know for certain that Tommy meant Eddie, either, so it wasn't a moment that the show "left open to interpretation" like they tried to argue in 8x11. At the time, we did not have the narrative context to interpret the moment in any particular way. The only people in the world who knew exactly what Tommy meant were the writers. Am I supposed to buy that it's a coincidence that they wrote Tommy saying he thinks Buck and Eddie will end up together and then had Buck end the episode at Eddie's house, with the shot of him on Eddie's doorstep being framed to look like a confessional???????? In an episode called confessions?????????
Very very weird thing to do if we're expected to believe that Tommy was just as likely to be wrong as right. Like why would the show bother lending credence to side character tommy's opinion about two main characters five whole episodes before it's ever even mentioned in the text if his opinion is just wrong and there's no actual narrative truth to it???? why are we BUILDING up to something if the something is just nothing?? I genuinely don't enjoy having my intelligence insulted like this, like stop lying to my face lmaoooooo
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humandevolution · 7 days ago
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going down⬇️✨
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humandevolution · 7 days ago
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May I request 41 please?:)
Of course you can, dear anon. And I'll even make this one not sad!
Eddie is comfy. Cozy. He's on the precipice of sleep. Just a few more seconds of silence and he'll—
"Eddie."
Groaning, he turns his face into the pillow. Maybe if he doesn't respond, Buck will stay quiet and Eddie will be able to drift off to sleep properly.
He really should have known better.
"Eddie."
"What."
"Are you awake?"
"No."
"But you're talking to me."
Rolling his eyes, Eddie emerges from his hiding spot and turns onto his other side, glaring at Buck, who is propped up on one elbow, worrying at his bottom lip.
"What do you want, love?" Eddie sighs deeply, reaching up to tug Buck's bottom lip free from between his teeth. "What's bothering you now?"
"It's just...what if we chose wrong?"
"We didn't."
"But what if we did."
"Then we'll survive."
"Eddie! This is important."
Wrapping his arm around Buck, he pulls the other man down, who releases a small grunt as his body is forced to collapse on top of Eddie's. Eddie simply sighs in contentment, loving the weight of Buck on top of him. Really, he should probably flip them, get Buck to quiet his mind down. But Eddie is tired and Buck is already here.
"I just want it to be perfect." Buck whispers, his voice hot against Eddie's ear. "It needs to be perfect."
"It will be."
"How can you know that?" Buck demands, squirming a bit in Eddie's koala hold. He huffs when he realizes that while Eddie may be sleepy, he's still got a firm grip. Buck relents and relaxes his full weight to rest on Eddie.
"Because." Eddie turns his head, brushing his lips against whatever bare skin of Buck he can reach. "You'll be standing across from me. And you'll officially be my husband. I don't need anything more than that to make it perfect."
"But...the napkins."
"Buck," Eddie groans once more, "you chose the right colour of white. Even though I stand by that there was literally no difference between them."
"It's not the colour I'm worried about," Buck shuffles his weight, just down a few inches so he can tuck his head under Eddie's chin. "It's the texture."
"...huh?"
"You made a face. When you touched the one. Like...like it bothered you."
"Oh. Well. Yeah." Eddie remembers that now, "It felt weird."
"But...you were okay with the other one? Right?"
Eddie thinks back on the other option he had been presented swiftly after he'd brushed his fingers along the first one, doing his best to not jerk his hand away suddenly. But apparently Buck had noticed. Of course Buck noticed. The second one had felt okay against Eddie's fingertips. It's why he had suggested that one.
"Yeah, Buck," Eddie trails his fingers up along Buck's spine, the sensation of Buck's bare skin always pleasant to Eddie. "That one was completely fine."
"Okay. Good. I just...I want you to be comfortable, Eddie. Even if it's just with stupid napkins. This is important. This is our wedding."
Eddie hides his smile into Buck's curls. "The napkin you chose is perfect. I promise. Now, go back to sleep. We have more wedding planning tomorrow."
"Alright," Buck yawns against Eddie's collarbone, "But I'll probably dream of napkins..."
i love you prompts
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humandevolution · 8 days ago
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9-1-1 : House to Ourselves
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