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Maybe he shouldn’t be this invested in beating a three year old at her own made up game, but he was also raised by his dad and Buck, and neither of them ever took it easy on him when they played anything. Dad still beats him at boggle nine times out of ten, and he gave up playing Stratego against Buck years ago.
He turns out to be pretty good at Barbie Murder Time though.
“You win!” Jee announces, offering him a barbie doll when his simulated bridge collapse beats her five car collision. “Now throw it!’
“Why?”
“Because that’s the rules,” she says like it’s the dumbest question she’s ever heard, “when you win you have to throw a barbie at the wall.”
He shrugs and chucks it, watching it hit the wall and then the floor with a dull thunk. Jee shrieks in glee, bulldozing a tower of blocks with a hotwheels zamboni. His answering car crash is uninspiring, and he concedes the point easily as Jee flings a polly pocket across the room.
“I’m allowed to throw things,” she tells him in a way that makes it clear she absolutely is not. But whatever, he’s no snitch. She’s having fun and she’s not his kid, so he's not about to be the fun police here.
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Ok but imagine that Chris get sick right, really sick, and he needs like a kidney or a liver and Eddie gets tested but he isn't a match and it's killing him, because what do you mean he isn't a match that's his baby, he's half his DNA why isn't he a match? Eddie is losing his mind, and Chris is sicker than he's ever been and there's nothing, nothing Eddie can do. They get Chris on a transplant list, but the chances of him getting an organ before it's too late are slim.
Buck gets tested too obviously, before Eddie can even ask, because that's his kid also no matter what labels they put on it, and seeing Chris' pale face and small body hooked up to all those machines makes him sick to his stomach. He's facing the possibility that his kid, his little superman, might die, and he's not sure that a world without Chris is one he can exist in. He knows it's one Eddie definitely cant.
They tell the 118 and they all immediately decide to get tested too, but none of them are a match either, and they can see Buck and Eddie dissolving before their eyes, Eddie is frantic and catatonic by turns, Buck can hardly stop crying long enough to eat.
Maddie sees this, sees her brother's despair and Eddie falling apart and the preumptive grief that is hanging over the 118 as Buck and Eddie spend almost every second at Chris' bedside. No one asked her to get tested. She thinks maybe they just forgot.
She doesn't tell Buck what she's doing. He and Eddie have had their hopes dashed too many times already, and if she isn't a match it won't matter anyway. She just goes to the hospital and quietly asks to see if she could be a kidney donor for a patient there, one Christopher Diaz. They take a few vials of blood and do some scans. After a while the doctor comes in and miracle of miracles, tells Maddie she's a match.
The doctor asks when she'd be available for surgery, citing the need for Chris to get the kidney as soon as possible, and Maddie doesn't even hesitate. Chim's with the kids at his parent's house tonight, she doesn't work until the weekend, and this is for Buck's kid. She asks if they can do it right then.
One of the surgeons agrees to stay overtime an the next thing she knows she's in a cap and gown being wheeled into the OR. She asks if she can be put in Chris' room when she wakes up and the doctors agree provided Chris' guardian consents. Somehow, Maddie doesn't think Eddie will mind.
Not that he or Buck knows she's doing this. She'd made it very clear she wanted to remain anonymous until after the surgery was done and Chris had his new kidney safely in his abdomen.
To her surprise when she wakes up Eddie is the first face she sees, camped out by her beside, but when she turns her head she can make out Chris' curly head on the other side of the room, Buck holding his hand as he sleeps.
To Maddie's absolute shock and horror the second Eddie notices she's awake he bursts into tears, crying and thanking her over and over for saving his son and how he can never repay her for this as long as he lives.
And Maddie just laughs and waits for him to calm down, smile going soft as she takes in Chris' still sleeping form, his face somehow already looking healthier.
"Anything for my favourite nephew."
Eddie smiles, and Buck goes bright red where he's totally eavesdropping on the other side of the room, but neither of them deny it.
Maddie gets best aunt privileges for the rest of time and Eddie buys her ridiculously expensive Christmas presents every year forever, that Buck helps him pick out.
Chris and Maddie eat pudding cups together while they recover in the hospital and then go for ice cream every week once they're out. And they all live happily ever after the end.
#911 show#911 abc#evan buckley#eddie diaz#christopher diaz#buckley diaz family#maddie buckley#maddie han#911 fanfic#buddie
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if i was eddie diaz i would not come out to my parents at all i would gaslight them so much like ive always been gay??? buck and i have been together for 7 years???? do you need to lay down??? maybe it’s time to put you in a home
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wish literally any gay papers would talk about lil nas x cause every article is either written with contempt OR makes sweeping assumptions by only quoting the cops and blatantly lies about things they contradict in their own article. like how is there no coverage of support or efforts to keep an eye on his location?
shortest possible story is that he he got arrested and hospitalized after walking around outside at night, MAYBE having 'an episode', MAYBE he was drunk, maybe he was high, maybe he was just being loud, who knows. Dude was outside at night in boxers and cowboy boots and that's all he did to "invite" police interaction.
But cops claimed he assaulted them so he gets arrested. Then goes to the hospital. Then goes back into custody.
And then he's not heard of for a while, then days later says he's out and okay. But facing FELONY charges!
WHERE IS EVERYONE? Pinknews cunts? Them? OutMag? Hello??
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“I don’t know why Buck is the way he is.” He doesn’t know exactly what he means except that Buck is one of the best people he’s ever met, and yet for all his sunny smiles and warm disposition there’s always a hint of sadness hidden in his eyes, anxiety that lives behind the wrinkle in his brow, and a miserable kind of wistfulness that tightens his shoulders whenever he thinks no one is looking. Loneliness, Chris knows, can eat at you, suck at your insides until you’re hollowed out and desperate, a void of a creature begging for something, anything, to fill it. And for all the people who gravitate towards and rally around him, Buck is still the loneliest person Chris has ever met. “But I just get the feeling he’s used to people leaving and I didn’t want to be one of them.”
“Oh,” Maddie breathes, eyes shining, “you stayed…for Buck?”
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One thing I think ties Chris and Buck together more than the tsunami or their looks or anything else is that they had very different childhoods, but they both ended up with the same issues. They both struggle with abandonment and change, they're both terrified to disappoint anyone who's ever given them the time of day, and the best way to reassure either of them is to spend quality time together without demanding anything from them
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Bonus points if they're in the same grade and share classes and a nose and the slope of their eyebrows but not a last name and not a life. They sit three feet away from each other but it might as well be miles. They both chew their bottom lip when they're concentrating and rub their necks when they're embarrassed, and their chins tilt up when they laugh. They're so alike. They're strangers.
HC that there’s one greaser and one Soc in Tulsa who look suspiciously alike, and everyone can see it, but all their friends know better than to bring it up.
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8k into a fic about Christopher Diaz just so that I can share one specific 300 word paragraph paralleling Buck that (hopefully) the masses will go crazy over
ooof this fandom is gonna keep me in a chokehold
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The most unrealistic part of that tsunami episode was that we didn’t hear Chris talk once with the woman who carried him around all day. That kid is a chatterbox. He would’ve been talking that poor lady’s EAR off the entire time
#Literally#I know a lot was going on but tbh that would just make him talk MORE#and why do we never see that lady again?#you really think Christopher ‘Buck saved me’ Diaz would just forget about the other person who helped save him? Uh uh#Give my girl some credit#she saw Chris and she loved him the way only a stranger can love another stranger and the love was still enough to get him home#tbh people miss so much about the tsunami episode like I love the Buckley-Diaz moments but COME ON#Accidentally reblogged to the wrong account at first#whoops
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I've seen a few posts about Eddie having a nightmare one night (pre buddie, when he and Buck are alternating nights sleeping on the couch and the bed respectively) when he's sleeping on the couch and going and crawling in with Buck. Don't get me wrong, they're cute, and I love the idea of them waking up together in bed, but consider:
Eddie wakes up from a nightmare, in bed, because it's his turn (and when did he start having turns in his own bedroom?) He's shaking, breathing heavily and on the verge of a panic attack and just...doesn't want to be alone. So he goes and checks on Chris, and glances at Buck snoring on the couch because he might as well check on both his boys while he's up, then tries to go back to sleep.
He can't. He's just too wound up.
He wants Buck. But he isn't about to wake Buck just because he had a nightmare, he's a grown man. Besides, it's not like he could ask Buck to sleep with him. Or- next to him. not with him, not like-
Anyway. He's not about to ask Buck to share his bed is the point.
But...he could still sleep beside him couldn't he? He knows he'll feel better with Buck nearby, when he can hear his soft snores and see the rise and fall of his chest when he turns over.
Besides, he's ex military. He's slept far worse places than his carpeted living room floor.
So he grabs his duvet and his pillow, and pads into the living room, taking a minute to appreciate how soft Buck's face looks before settling down beside the couch in a very masculine, not at all pathetic way.
He's asleep less than five minutes later.
When Buck wakes the next morning the first thing he sees is Eddie's slack face drooling onto his pillow, loose limbs spread out on the floor beside him.
It's the cutest thing he's ever seen.
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Buck would 100% do that easter thing where they tape a bunch of candy to some dad/uncle/older brother figure and then a horde of children chase him around trying to grab them. He'd love it. His initials are even E.B. He was made to be the easter bunny.
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Where? Are my Christopher Diaz pov fics? Not enough of them methinks I must rectify that. No one understands him like I do. Hmmmm much to ponder much to ponder. Why do I have uncle Buck with Jee and never Aunt Maddie with Chris??? Is he not her nephew in every way that matters? The writers are cowards. The POTENTIAL there. The pseudo son to Buck being the pseudo nephew to Maddie. Another curly haired teenage boy but this one she could just spoil and support instead of having to raise. Two gentle souls with a love of laughter who are almost too perceptive. Give me the scripttt
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out of curiosity, does everyone have a certain type of character they get attached to or are urs random
#Was about to be like. No#and then i realized#i love all sorts of characters#every character that is profoundly lonely in a different way
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Christopher Diaz is the type of kid to cut worms in half trying to make more worms and then cry hysterically when he finds out the truth. Buck is probably the one who broke the news to him, but he’s also probably the person who got him a worm farm so they could raise baby worms together to make up for the ones Chris killed with kindness.
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Let’s be so real guys, there are two things we know about Eddie Diaz: the guy is determined to be a good father and also has the worst catholic guilt of any repressed gay macho man to ever walk the planet. Point being, he would TRY and give Chris the sex talk and fail abysmally. There’d be lots of stuttering and tangents. Two minutes in and Chris is eyeing the pencil on his desk and considering stabbing himself through the eye just to escape. At the end of it Chris probably ended up even more confused and unable to look his dad in the eye for a solid week, meanwhile Eddie probably locked himself in his room and recited eight Our Fathers as penance. Then while Eddie was sobbing to a priest about being a failure of a father, Chris would ask Buck for clarification about, well, everything and Buck- certified respectful manwhore with badly hidden dad instincts- would answer everything with just the right balance of teasing and normalcy that Chris would feel knowledgeable enough to never have bring it up again (the goal of any twelve year old fielding the sex talk). Then they’d go for ice cream meanwhile Eddie is dry heaving in a confessional booth and later when Buck tells Eddie about everything because he didn’t wanna overstep but Chris came to him and he was curious Eddie, Eddie would laugh hysterically and then call Buck Chris’ other dad and his own partner in a way that’s totally straight because catholic Jesus is Watching Him and he definitely doesn’t find Buck parenting his kid hot. Then they have a non date date night and fall asleep together on the couch. The B plot of the episode is the 118 dealing with a myriad of sex related injuries/calls. At one point Buck is seen very obviously checking out Eddie’s ass. Multiple ‘joking’ innuendos are thrown around. Chimney and Hen share a number of exasperated looks and no one mentions it. At one point Bobby is the only person who is familiar enough with a sex swing to be able to to free the victim irreparably tangled in it. Everyone mentions it.
#911#911 abc#911 show#evan buckley#eddie diaz#christopher diaz#buck and eddie#buckley diaz family#118 firefam
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I fucking hate pop psychology, like omfg I hate pop psychology, as someone doing a psychology degree and who knows shit about this it's like my biggest fucking pet peeve and it's DANGEROUS.
Not everything is a symptom of autism or ADHD! People have interests and we aren't meant to sit still for eight hours a day! These neurotypes are complex and while they have been historically underdiagnosed (particularly in women and POC) that doesn't mean the solution is to self diagnose based on a tiktok with three 'symptoms' overlayed over a video of someone dancing! Not everyone who is manipulative or shitty or a liar is a narcissist, some people are just shitty! Antisocial Personality Disorder isn't serial killer disorder! Not every paraphilia is violent in nature! In fact, one of the biggest criteria for paraphilic disorders are that the thoughts/urges cause great distress to the person who experiences them! OCD is not neatness and cleanness disorder! Dissasociative Identity Disorder is incredibly complex and underresearched but also RARE and should not be self diagnosed! Porn addiction is not a thing! Take your meds instead of whatever smoothie or chalk filled supplement some influencer is peddling! Im losing my mind
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It drives me crazy when I see people acting like Tilda Minyard intentionally and deliberately chose Aaron over Andrew as if she didn't just grab whatever baby was closest to her to dump in the safe haven baby box.
Aaron wasn't wanted. Tilda didn't choose him because she 'loved him more', she didn't choose him at all. She wasn't standing over the twins as infants agonising over which one to keep, she probably couldn't even tell them apart or even care enough to try.
She chose to keep a baby, a baby she knew she didn't want, and Aaron just ended up being that baby. She chose not to keep twins, and Andrew ended up being the baby that made that a reality.
But she didn't choose Aaron. She just ended up with him.
She didn't even want him.
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