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[evanbuckleyrecs]

Feels So Good To Be Us

Written by: buddiesmutslut

Rating: Not Rated

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category: M/M

Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV)

Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), past Evan "Buck" Buckley/Abby Clark - Relationship

Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Abby Clark, Maddie Buckley, Howie "Chimney" Han, Bobby Nash, Athena Grant, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Karen Wilson

Additional Tags: Evan "Buck" Buckley Loves Eddie Diaz, Buckley-Diaz Family (9-1-1 TV), Getting Together, First Kiss, There is not enough, Abby Clark Bashing, in the fandom so here I am, I think Abby is the worst in canon and we don't talk about it enough, smug eddie diaz, Pre-Relationship Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Post-Episode: s03e18 What's Next? (9-1-1 TV), Eavesdropping, accidentally, Team as Family, Bets & Wagers, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Petty Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)

Words: 5481

Summary:

After finding Abby during the train crash and then not hearing from her, Buck resolves himself to the fact that he may never know what happened to end their relationship, and he has more or less come to terms with it. Imagine his surprise when she shows up at the firehouse at lunch time days later to thank the team in person for everything they do. After securing an invitation to lunch, she has a confrontation with Eddie that Buck accidentally overhears, and several confessions are made. What will Buck choose?

[eddiebuckley-diaz]

Buck: my last two girlfriends came with couches

Eddie, proudly thinking: I brought a kid

[pirate-hunter]

girlies (gn) I look forward to your fix it fics

godspeed with your writing endeavors 🫡

[taketheplanspinitsideways]

I'm not going to watch live tonight and I'm not going to reblog any of the eddie content I see that's linked to her. I've had enough of seeing her on my screen and until I have the chance to find out about the episode in my own time and after it's aired then I'll just end up stressed over it, whether I need to or not

[papabearbobbynash]

The way you can see they’re enjoying this so much LMAO

[tawaifeddiediaz]

EVAN ‘BRAT’ BUCKLEY + eddie ‘don’t make me put you in your place’ diaz

(or, this is only part one because he really, really is a brat.)

[Image ID: ten small gifs of Evan Buckley and Eddie Diaz from multiple episodes of 9-1-1. They are organized by Buck's dialogue on the left, and Eddie's response on the right.:

ROW 1: From 2x01, Buck laughs humorlessly and shifts on his feet as he asks Eddie, "Why would I be threatened by you?". Eddie laughs quietly to himself before looking back up at Buck, saying, "Exactly. There's no need to be."

ROW 2: From 3x08, Buck handing his report to Bobby, looking smug and cocky as he says, "I bumped up the numbers, got fancy with the math." Eddie stops to peer at the report, shaking his head at Buck as he says, "You don't know math."

ROW 3: From 4x06, Buck looking up at where the bell's going off before they can eat, pointedly telling Eddie, "Yeah, definitely not jinxed." Eddie's gaze drifts from the ceiling back to Buck, his jaw working for a moment.

ROW 4: From 4x06, Buck sitting with a book in hand, head propped on two fingers as he peers up at Eddie curiously and asks, "Eddie, what would you say Ana's love language is?" Eddie holding out his hands, looking betrayed as he says, "Traitor."

ROW 5: From 6x17, Buck gleefully saying, "Okay, so that's what it is. You-you suck at [dating]." Eddie turns to look at him, frowning slightly at the words.

/end ID]

bonus:

(or, eddie can be a brat, too.)

[BONUS GIFs: From 4x10, Eddie looking at the picture of Jee-Yun, and pointing towards it with a creased, confused expression as he says, "Sure that's a smile? That's the same face Buck makes when he's gassy." Buck looks slightly appalled as he tilts his head at Eddie, then says, "I will take that as a compliment, 'cause it just means she looks like her Uncle Buck." /end ID]

[watchyourbuck]

I really wanted to NOT analyze this scene bc it’s been done so many times but I’m a public menace, so

Buck and Eddie and Chris are at Buck’s loft, after a mission and a less than pleasant conversation w Bobby, and here are my thoughts:

We see Buck (who’s upset), cooking for Chris and Eddie, when — in the whole arc —, we never see him cook for Taylor (or Ali, or really, anyone else but the 118).

Recently therapied™️ Eddie doesn’t give a flying fuck about being interim captain, but has enough eyes to see Buck does. His voice softens, and he gives him foot to discuss his own feelings without hiding them bc Eddie doesn’t share them. (Bonus points bc he makes the same face he made after the lawsuit, in THE Kitchen Scene, when he tells Buck ‘not to beat himself up about it.’).

“Lucy is great– whatever-,” Buck says absentmindedly, and we get a glimpse of Eddie’s smug little face. It kind of implies he knows about the kiss, but opts to say nothing. He did, in fact, cheat on Taylor (and Chris is in the room). But the grin falls a little. Maybe he’s not so nonchalant about it, after all. Or maybe, he knows they (she and Buck) never stood a chance. He looks – relieved, almost.

Eddie feels comfortable enough to keep actually playing with his kid. Enough to win, actually. He doesn’t feel that comfortable at his parent’s house (5x17).

Buck keeps talking about this, and even if he acts like he doesn’t care (and Eddie has dealt with that sarcastic-coping-mechanism-tone Buck does one too many times), he’s visibly angry, so Eddie changes the subject. “What are you offering?”

“Right now? Bobby’s famous lasagna.” Okay, this doesn’t scream ‘I’m cooking you my family recipes’ to anyone else?

Then we have The Diaz’ compliments, which not only sound genuine, but make Buck grin. Like he did something right. Besides, it took him ‘three tries to get it right.’ Interesting, when other in the show has Buck not given up immediately after something doesn’t go his way? Surely, this had to be something he was very keen on achieving, cuz he barely cooks for himself.

Chris’ little ‘you don’t even have a couch’ is very funny to me. Because he’s a kid and he’s joking, or being smart. But Chris isn’t my focus here, it’s Eddie’s reaction. We do know kids absorb what their parents feel and say, right? Eddie laughs, so he must think alike. He looks almost drunk — all flushed cheeks, big smile, squinted eyes.

“My last two couches came with girlfriends” and the IMMEDIATE correction Eddie makes. We know Buck is at his most comfortable with the Diaz boys, so we know he’s not putting on a show. What he says – he means. Of the heart speaks the mouth. That’s how he feels about his past relationships, not the correction Eddie makes. (And if you may let me be annoying here, it’s kinda interesting, the correction. It sounds almost – hopeful. Eddie knows it’s supposed to be the way he corrects him to be, but in a way, he corrects him just to guarantee himself that that’s not what Buck meant ((and it’s not.)).

The way that Buck stops, stares and then plunges down on the chair. ‘Right,’ he thinks, ‘the girlfriends came with couches.’ Again, NOT his initial thought. He hides behind a grin.

Eddie is not careful mentioning Taylor. Buck isn’t heartbroken. He even mentions her in Chris’ presence, and we know by history they’ve always been careful. (If you ask me, that’s the reason they didn’t hook up after the ‘you wanna go for the title?’ scene).

“Maybe I don’t wanna pick the wrong couch again.” Please stay here for a second. In all objectivity we’re talking about furniture…, right? This is a three-street conversation, because Chris added himself to it, yet Buck won’t look at him. He looks at Eddie, very intently. As if… as if he’s saying something different with his words. Huh, whatever could he mean? (Faint whispers of: ‘your couch, you, I wanna pick you, I wanna pick you, pick me, too.’) And then Eddie, who is Oblivious Firefighter of the Year (awarded) brings the conversation down again to the actual topic, and Buck deflates, like his balloon has been popped. His eyes literally stop glimmering.

So, is this a conversation two best friends who are comfortable in that title would have?

[once-upon-an-imagine]

Saw you are taking 9-1-1 requests. Would you maybe write one with Eddie x reader where she is preparing some food for Christmas (maybe desserts to take to Bobby and Athena's) and she manages to cut herself. Eddie helping clean it and assess the damage before deciding she needs stitches. Buck comes over to hang out with Christopher. Maybe some fluffy cute stuff while they sit in the waiting room and then with the reader trying to walk Eddie through finishing the dessert when they get home because she can't really use her hand.

hello, love! this was so cute! sorry it's past Christmas but hope you're still in the Christmas spirit and like this little story 😊 Happy Holidays everyone! Warnings: reader gets cut and is scared of needles; I think that's it, this is also my first time writing for 9-1-1 and Eddie Diaz so, I hope you loves like it! I have a few more in my inbox Disclaimer: I don’t own 9-1-1 😊 gif isn’t mine 😁

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Christmas Cookies

“Would you please just let me help you?” Eddie asked for about the twentieth time.

“No, I’ve got it” you insisted. “Besides, you can go take care of our guest-”

“Buck is not our guest. He’s practically our other kid” Eddie laughed.

“I heard that!” you heard from the living room where Buck was playing video games with Christopher.

“I meant you to!” Eddie said, before looking back at you and smiling at you covered in powdered sugar. “What is that?” he asked as you put a tray of cookies in front of him.

“Chocolate Peppermint cookies” you shrugged. “They are Athena’s favorites” you explained. “For tonight's Christmas party?” you said, when you got no response.

“I thought you were making brownies” Eddie said confused.

“I am” you told him. “Chimney loves brownies” you continued.

“What else are you making?” he asked, leaning on the counter and looking at the endless amount of ingredients.

“Well, gingerbread cookies for Bobby, lemon bars for Maggie, Linzer cookies that Hen and Karen love” you smiled, pointing at the tupperware containing them. “And chocolate chip cookies with M&M’s” you said, grabbing one.

“Oh, yeah, those are Chris’ favorites” Eddie said, grabbing a few M&M’s.

“Yep… all the kids love them” you smiled.

“And…?”

“Buck and Al” you added.

“There it is” Eddie chuckled. “Sweetheart, you did not have to do this many desserts” he insisted. “Athena literally asked you to bring one dessert” he said.

“Don’t worry, I have your buñuelos too” you rolled your eyes.

“No, love, that’s not the point” he chuckled.

“Well, what was I supposed to do?”

“That? Just make one dessert” Eddie said as you started chopping some walnuts for the brownies.

“Yes, but if I make one dessert, I still have to make enough for everyone, so I thought it would be best to have a little bit of everything knowing that there’s something that everyone enjoys” you explained.

“Look, I know you’re the one who owns a small bakery-”

“Small?”

“Those are your words” he defended himself. “But I still think you are spoiling everyone by bringing a hundred desserts” he continued.

“It’s not a hundred” you said, looking back at him.

“Sweetheart, you’re overworking yourself-”

“I’m not-!”

“Yes, you are, I mean, you are making about ten different kinds of desserts, and none of them are even your favorite” he said, walking closer to you.

“I like all of these desserts!” you insisted.

“You are allergic to nuts, and you don’t like gingerbread cookies. Or Linzer cookies” he reminded you.

“Ugh, look if you’re just going to be all rational about this, and keep bugging me, why don’t you just go play video games with Buck and Chris in the other room?”

“Oh, I’m bugging you? You’re kicking me out of my kitchen?”

“Yes, Eddie, I am kicking you out of your kitchen because you’re distracting me, and you’re gonna make us late-” you stopped when you felt a sharp pain on your hand. Eddie’s smug smirk disappeared when he saw the expression on your face and you both looked at your hand. Your hand, which was now entirely red thanks to the spot you had just cut. “Shit” you muttered under your breath.

“Baby, are you okay?” Eddie asked, running over to you.

“Why is it bleeding so much?” you asked, getting a bit more anxious. You had cut yourself before at work, but it was never this big of a deal, usually a bandaid would cover it.

“Stay calm, okay?” he said, gently grabbing your hand. “Let me look at it” he said, walking you over to the sink.

“What happened?” Buck asked coming into the kitchen with Christopher on his back. “Whoa!”

“You’re bleeding a lot” Chris pointed out.

“Oh, honey, I’m sure it looks worse than it is- OUCH!” you complained as Eddie cleaned your wound.

“Sorry” he said, with a small smile. “It does seem it’s as bad as it looks though” he said. “It’s pretty deep, love. I think you need stitches” he instructed.

“W-what?” you asked, feeling your heart stop a little.

“You sure? Let me see” Buck said, putting Chris down and walking over to the two of you. “Oh yeah, you definitely need stitches” he agreed.

“N-no, I don’t” you chuckled nervously. “I’m sure I can just clean it up and put on a bandaid” you said, trying to take your hand away from Eddie.

“Sweetheart, you need stitches” he repeated.

“W-why?”

“It’s too deep” he insisted.

“B-but I don’t want stitches” you said.

“She’s afraid of needles” Christopher said from his spot.

“What? No, she’s not” Eddie chuckled, looking at his son and then back at you. “Are you?”

“Don’t look at me as if I’m crazy for not liking someone stabbing me with a needle” you glared at him.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“You never asked” you shrugged.

“How come Christopher knows?”

“He asked me!”

“Okay, let’s just go” he said, putting something to apply pressure on your hand.

“B-but my desserts-”

“Sweetheart, you need stitches, you can’t even move your hand at this point and you’re bleeding a lot” he said worriedly. “Let’s go!”

“Yeah, don’t worry, we’ll finish up in here” Buck said.

“Don’t touch my desserts!”

“Don’t go near my kitchen!” Eddie yelled out at the same time as you.

“Okay, fine. Geez, you try to be helpful for once” he rolled his eyes as Christopher laughed at him.

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“Hey” Eddie said, holding your good hand and making your leg stop shaking once you were in the waiting room. “It’s gonna be okay, sweetheart. I promise you won’t even feel it” he smiled encouragingly.

“Easy for you to say. You practically see and do these kinds of things every day at work. Plus, you have tattoos. You are clearly okay with someone stabbing your skin with a needle-”

“Nobody’s stabbing your skin with a needle, okay? You will just feel a small pinch, I promise” he said, kissing your hand. “How come you hadn’t told me about this?”

“About what?” you frowned.

“You not liking needles. I mean, Christopher knew” he pouted.

“I don’t know, it’s not something that comes up a lot” you shrugged. “It’s not like spiders where you can just find one randomly crawling around somewhere. It’s easy to avoid needles. I told Christopher when he was having nightmares and I said everyone’s afraid of something, so he asked what I was afraid of” you explained. “Plus, it’s… kinda dumb” you said, looking down.

“What? It’s not dumb” he insisted.

“Yes, it is. You and everyone at the 118 face so many things every single day which are a lot scarier than a dumb needle-”

“Bobby’s scared of needles too” he interrupted.

“What?”

“Yeah” he smiled.

“Bobby? Your captain, Bobby? Captain Robert Nash?”

“Yes” he chuckled. “He suffers every time he donates blood” he explained. “Apparently, he has a rare type of blood that can cure pregnant women and their babies of rhesus disease” he continued.

“Honey, I know you’re trying to make me feel better, but you’re honestly making it worse” you pouted.

“What? How?”

“Because of course, Bobby can power through it and still donate blood! How does this apply to me?”

“You can too!”

“Edmundo, I am certain that you are not comparing me to your captain. He’s like the bravest person that I know!”

“Hey!”

“Aside from you!” you insisted.

“Look” he said, squeezing your good hand. “I know that you’re brave. Not Bobby brave, according to you, but you are” he insisted. “Plus, I’m going to be here and I promise to hold your hand the entire time, okay? You can squeeze it as hard as you need to” he said before kissing your temple.

“Thanks” you smiled, resting your head on his shoulder.

“And besides, you’re right. Everyone’s afraid of something. You have nothing to be embarrassed about, okay?” he said, giving you a peck on the lips.

“Okay” you smiled, still a little nervous. “So… what are you afraid of?”

“You know that” he chuckled.

“No, no. I don’t mean a meaningful fear, like something happening to Christopher, that’s rational-”

“Something happening to you is on the list as well-”

“I mean a dumb fear, like needles” you ignored him.

He sighed, looking away and then finally caved. “If you tell Buck-”

“My lips are sealed, love. I promise” you smiled.

“Snakes” he muttered.

“What?” you frowned.

“Snakes” he repeated a little louder.

“Hold on, is that why you squished my hand when Buck told us about that girl who was being strangled by her own snake? That he later hooked up with?”

“Well, yes!” he said as if it was obvious.

“Well, that’s a little bit more rational” you insisted. “I mean, snakes can be venomous and- ouch!”

“What is it your hand?”

“Yes!” you said, ungluing your good hand from his. “You’re squishing it!”

“Sorry, love” he apologized.

“It’s okay” you said, pulling him closer and kissing him again. “Thanks for letting me know” you smiled. “And thank you for being here for me” you said, kissing his cheek.

“Always, sweetheart” he smiled. "I love you" he kissed you.

"I love you too" you said, resting your head on his shoulder again.

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“OH MY GOD! You are doing it all wrong!” you yelled as Eddie glared at you.

“I cannot believe this is the thank you I get for trying to help you!”

“This is not thank you. This is the opposite of thank you! You burnt my cookies!”

“That was Buck!”

“Hey!” Buck said, pointing the fire extinguisher at the oven. “You didn’t tell me they were ready and I was busy over here doing the stupid lemon bars that nobody even likes!”

“Maddie likes them!” you argued.

“Well, if you don’t like it, you come here and do it!”

“She can’t move her hand!” Eddie, snapped at Buck, as Christopher laughed at the whole scene while he ate chocolate chip cookies.

“Yes, I can!” you insisted. “And obviously, I have to if I want to bring something tonight” you said, trying to grab one of the trays, but Eddie stopped you and carefully grabbed your bandaged hand.

“Out of my kitchen, love!” he said as you glared at him. "You are on mandatory rest until I say so" he reminded you.

"I hate you" you said, rolling your eyes and going to sit next to Christopher on the counter.

"I love you too" he smiled, kissing your forehead.

“How are you two firefighters, and you have burnt down half of my desserts!?”

The End

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A/N: I hope you liked it :D

[chronicowboy]

"Can I tell you something?"

Honestly, Eddie isn't sure where it comes from. One moment he's watching Buck trying and failing to bite through the long line of melted cheese stretching from his mouth to the slice of pizza held at arm's length, the next something scolding tears through his chest like a bullet from a sniper's rifle and Eddie's mouth falls open before he can think of what he's going to say.

"'Course," Buck mumbles through his mouthful of pizza, breathing around it because its still too hot of course. There's a smear of red sauce on his chin and the pizza is still held aloft about a foot away from his mouth, Eddie finds him desperately beautiful.

"In the truck, after I was shot," Eddie slides the plate under the pizza slice just as Buck drops it, "and after you told me you weren't hurt, there was one last moment that I fought to stay awake."

"Eddie—"

"Not for Christopher, not for you, but for myself." Eddie nods, eyes trained on the picture of Buck and Christopher on the fridge. "I just wanted to look at you. Just for one last moment. When I knew that you were okay, that you weren't hurt, that I didn't have to worry about you or Chris. I just wanted to look at you." Ironic, he thinks, that he can't look at Buck now. He sucks in a sharp breath and turns to meet Buck's dazed blue eyes. "I wanted you to be the last thing I saw." Buck swallows, that damn string of cheese still hanging from his lips. "And then I woke up to Ana sat next to me in the hospital, and I don't think I've ever been more disappointed in my life."

The loft hasn't been this silent since the morning after that one fateful night during quarantine when they'd thought it would be a good idea to get hammered and play truth or dare, and nobody could look each other in the eye over the several terrible secrets that had been revealed.

Its that same cloying silence now.

Not their usual silence. Not the comfortable silence Eddie revels in. Not the warm silence that greeted him when Eddie walked into the loft with a pizza after asking Buck to call him with an "emergency" to get out of a date with Pepa's latest "perfect woman".

"W-why are you telling me this?" Buck stutters out. "Why- Why now?"

"Because I've been on four dates since you died and none of them have felt remotely close to the night we scammed ten Porterhouses out of the Chief." Eddie shrugs, looking out to the red umbrella flapping in the wind on the balcony. He swings his gaze around to Buck. "Because you said you had the answers, and I'm hoping with everything in me that you have the answer to this question."

"W-what, um, what question is that? E-exactly?" Buck asks, voice breathy.

"If I told you that I'd been falling since that ambulance exploded," Eddie smiles, its a shaky thing full of fear, "would you catch me?"

"Always," Buck breathes without any hesitation, laying his big hand on Eddie's forearm. "Always, Eddie."

"And if I asked for your heart?" Eddie manages to choke out.

"You've had it the whole time, Eddie." Buck smiles, just as shaky as Eddie's had been, but bright and brilliant. "It only started beating again for you."

"One last question?" Eddie raises an eyebrow, his own smile beginning to ache in his cheeks.

"Anything," Buck promises.

"Will you kiss me?"

"Now, I'm not sure about that," Buck grins, all smug and self-assured despite the fucking cheese still on his fucking chin. "Don't I get a date first, Diaz?"

"What? Pizza and beer isn't good enough for you?" Eddie quirks an eyebrow, plan already forming in his head for a homecooked meal lit by candles in the kitchen at home, undoubtedly a panicked call to Bobby when the lasagne doesn't go to plan.

"I'd like to be wooed," Buck says haughtily. "I died, I won you steaks, I think I deserve a little wooing."

"Oh, you do, do you?"

"I do actually," Buck grins at him.

"How about you finish your pizza first," Eddie reaches up to cup Buck's cheek, uses his thumb to catch the string of cheese and gently pushes it past Buck's lips which open for him willingly, "and then we can circle back round to the wooing?"

Eddie pulls his thumb from Buck's mouth with a pop and watches Buck's pupils dilate until the blue of his irises is entirely eclipsed.

"Nope, wooed enough," Buck blurts out before grabbing Eddie's face and crashing their lips together clumsily.

Its the best first kiss of his life.

[daffi-990]

Seven(ish) Sentence Sunday ✍️

Tagged by @tizniz (who posted 21K of fluffy dad!buddie goodness that you can read here). Thank you lovely 😘❤️

Now that turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you (aka the Eddie pulls away from Buck after the graveyard scene fic) is finished, I can dive back into Rival Firefighters and hopefully the Eddie breakdown fic (feel like I may be. bit stuck atm with that one).

Snuck in some tipity tap typing time this morning and was able to get a little bit more of Rival Firefighters 🚒 written (not as much as I would’ve liked but hey, it’s something 🤷🏻‍♀️).

Prev snippet here, though today’s snippet actually follows on a little bit after this one (yes I’m aware I’m posting snippets out of order but I write a little out of order soooooo)

Buck’s seen pictures of Shannon around the Diaz house but they really don’t do her justice. Shannon’s hair is up in a high ponytail, her bangs accentuating the feminine softness of her face and when she turns to look at Buck and offers him a friendly smile like she’s genuinely pleased to see him, Buck understands how Eddie was so easily drawn to her.

She’s beautiful.

The way her blue eyes light up when she smiles reminds Buck of sunlight dancing on water. Sparkling light reflection he thinks it’s called.

She extends a hand out to him. “I’m Eddie’s very platonic, ex wife, Shannon.” She says with a mischievous grin.

Eddie closes his eyes and brings a hand up to his face to pinch the bridge of his nose as he mutters in Spanish under his breath. “Dios Mio”.

A little confused at the way she’d introduced herself, Buck accepts her offered hand. “Uh, I’m Buck”

“Oh I know” she says with a glint in her eyes. Buck tilts his head and raises an eyebrow in question. Shannon glances at Eddie who is pointedly not looking at her or Buck. “You’ve been a hot topic in the Diaz family ever since Eddie joined the 136.”

“Oh have I?” Buck says with smug satisfaction as he turns his attention to Eddie who actually squirms at the attention.

“I had to bi—,” Eddie’s eyes quickly flick over to Chris, “complain to someone about the annoying probie I kept running into.”

“Uh huh.” Buck couldn't keep the stupid smile off of his face even if he wanted to.

No pressure tagging: @wildlife4life @hippolotamus @diazsdimples @spotsandsocks @thewolvesof1998 @wikiangela @watchyourbuck @monsterrae1 @malewifediaz @missmagooglie @exhuastedpigeon @elvensorceress @eddiebabygirldiaz @evanbegins @nmcggg @rainbow-nerdss @bekkachaos @rewritetheending @try-set-me-on-fire @theotherbuckley @captain-hen @puppyboybuckley @loserdiaz @ladydorian05 @lover-of-mine @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @athenagranted @king-buckley @jesuisici33 @jeeyuns @sibylsleaves @steadfastsaturnsrings @honestlydarkprincess @homerforsure @hoodie-buck @devirnis @disasterbuckdiaz @giddyupbuck @fiona-fififi @fortheloveofbuddie and anyone else I missed who wants to join 🤩

[prettyboybuckley]

kiss me with everyone watching by prettyboybuckley

3.8k | 1/1 | Teen and Up | No Warnings Apply | Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz

For the @911bingo prompt: Dared to Make Out (though I realized too late it said make-out and not kiss so it's, like, barely making out)

Summary:

The moment Chimney opens his mouth and utters those words, Eddie knows that it's going to happen, that he's going to be kissing Buck because Buck isn't going to back down from a dare. (And neither is Eddie if he's being honest.) "I dare you," Chim says, his eyes sparkling with mischief, a smug grin on his face. For a moment, Buck doesn't move, and then he turns around and promptly drops himself into Eddie's lap in the armchair. OR: The team has drinks at the Grant-Nash house and Chim comes up with a dare that might either be the best or the worst thing that has ever happened to Eddie

Read on ao3

[loserdiaz]

tagged by the lovely @daffi-990 🩷

here's another moodboard from my hunger games au and a lil snippet!

"Is he the one behind you? Can I get a few words from him?" Taylor raises an eyebrow, trying to peak over Eddie's shoulder. "Buck, is that how you called him?"

He crosses his arms defensively against his chest. "No."

He'll be damned if he lets Taylor fucking Kelly make a spectacle out of Buck (or any of the tributes, for that matter) just for a few giggles and views from the Capitol citizens that have nothing better to do than watch her atupud, cheesy, pathetic News Channels.

"You never make it easy, do you, Diaz?" Taylor still has that charming, toothy smile plastered on her face but Eddie notices the slight pinch in the corner of her eyes and how her gaze flashes with annoyance and dislike.

Eddie gets a weird sense of smugness and satisfaction bursting in his chest at the sight.

Then, one of the kids pushes forward and reaches a hand inside the cage, his tiny little fingers wiggling as if willing a tribute to come close.

To Eddie's horror, Buck does.

"Hey there." He says, soft and caredul. A small, weak smile tugging at his lips.

Everyone else falls silent, a mix of weariness and worry from a tribute being close to a kid, and a sense of curiosity and anticipation hanging in the air.

If anyone would be able to stop time like that, Eddie thinks, that would be Evan Buckley. Brave and reckless like no one he's met before. "I saw you on television." The little kid says, his face glued to the cage. He's probably not older than six or seven, if Eddie had to guess. "I saw you defending your sister?"

"You did?" Buck lights up a bit at the mention of Maddie.

"Yeah. I have a sister too." The kid says. "Her name is Annie."

"That's a pretty name." Buck whispers. "My sister is Maddie. She is pretty cool. My favorite person in this world, by far." Eddie swallows thickly at that.

The kid reaches until he's softly barely ghosting his fingers over Buck's cheek. "I hope you win." He says, more somber than any kid should be at that age. "So you can go back to your sister."

At that, Buck's breath catches and he blinks rapidly, his eyes looking awfully glassy. "Thanks, kiddo."

Everyone is so enthralled by the moment happening in front of them that they don't notice Buck never says "I hope so, too." or the way his voice sounds defeated, resigned. Sad.

Eddie does, though, and he aches with the weight of what it means.

He promises himself he'll do anything in his power to make sure Buck does go back home to his sister.

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[thewolvesof1998]

WIP Wednesday

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Here's some more of my Halloween fic (even though Halloween is done) I'm hoping to finish this soon and post it *fingers crossed*:

Eddie’s hands curl around Buck’s thighs, they're stretched obscenely wide across the dark denim, god he loves Buck’s thick thighs and he needs them bare now. “Not the-” Buck protests too late Eddie’s claws are already piercing them, “-jeans…you know I’m going to have to borrow some of your clothes now and no complaining when they get stretched out.” Eddie lets out a pleased rumble at the idea of Buck wearing his clothes, covered in his scent, maybe he’d even let him stretch one of his department shirts just to see DIAZ spread across Buck’s broad shoulders so everyone will know who he belongs to.  “Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Buck asks and when Eddie looks up at his face there’s a smug smile on those pretty pink lips. Instead of answering Eddie just drags his claws down, shredding the denim until it scraps hanging from the waistband or in a pile on the floor.  It exposes Buck’s pale blue boxes and how hard he already is, straining against the fabric in the most delicious way. Eddie curls his claws around the waistband of Buck’s jeans and underwear, he looks up into Buck’s lust filled eyes as they slowly shred through the last bits of fabric. Buck’s dick springs free, looking painfully hard and already leaking, firehose huh.  “You know,” Buck says somewhat breathlessly, “I finally understand why people like those bodice-ripper romances, you ripping off my clothes is kinda doing it for me.”

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[bievanbuckley]

eddie!!!!! diaz!!!!! you are SO. "3 minutes and 17 seconds" he says while sitting back all smug about it, like "YEAH i know the EXACT amount of time that my husband died by heart and YEAH it was THAT LONG and he came back, isn't it crazy??? are yall as proud for him as i am for this accomplishment??? he got a GOOD grade in death, something that is both normal AND possible to achieve. THIS IS MY HUSBAND YALL" like. he's so insane for this

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

NEW FIC: You Can't Surprise Evan Buckley

Hello all! This is a direct sequel to Eddie Diaz is NOT a Birthday Person

Summary:

Ten months into their relationship, Eddie has not been able to execute a romantic surprise for Buck. But on Buck's birthday, things are about to change.

Snippet:

The truck is parked behind the Jeep, so that’s the vehicle they’re taking to wherever it is they’re going, after they drop Chris off at a friend’s for the evening. 

Buck throws his bag in the backseat and walks towards the driver’s side door.

“Uh-uh,” Eddie wags a finger at him. “I’m driving.”

“You hate driving,” Buck reminds him. 

“I don’t hate driving.”

“Then why do I always drive?”

“You don’t always drive. Take, for example, today. Today, I’m driving.”

Christopher rolls his eyes at them as he climbs into the backseat. 

“Okay,” Buck sighs. “But when you start grumbling about how L.A. traffic is the one thing that would ever make me move back to Texas, I’m going to remind  you of this moment.”

Eddie’s response is a smug smile, looking wickedly handsome underneath his sunglasses.

“Who said we’re staying in L.A.?”

[tawaifeddiediaz]

CHRISTOPHER DIAZ + roasting his dads (ft. the other being smug about it)

[Image ID: six small square gifs of Christopher Diaz, Eddie Diaz and Evan Buckley from 9-1-1 episodes 5.11 and 6.01. The gifs are arranged in two columns of three:

GIF 1: Eddie gallantly saying "All this time, everybody thought I was a bad cook"

GIF 2: Christopher instantly saying, "You were"

GIF 3: Buck looking all smug as he laughs around the bite in his mouth, throwing the roll to his plate as he laughs.

GIF 4: Buck wondering what he doesn't have that the other candidates do, looking pensive.

GIF 5: Christopher immediately abandoning his and Eddie's game to say, "Buck you don't even have a couch."

GIF 6: Two gifs combined - the first of Eddie laughing teasingly as he looks smugly at Buck, then holds his fist out for Chris to bump, and the other of him turning a fond look on his son.

/end ID]