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Hen & Athena 9-1-1, S01E09

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Tarlos + text messages [x]

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louferrignojr: Mamma said knock you out... then grab you for a kiss and make up 👊💋 #epicness #knockout #weekend #letsgo #gloves #dukes @estudios_official

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Toxic BT au where they meet when Buck is still sleeping around and Tommy is still a little bit in the closet. Young and reckless Buck who feels drawn to Tommy. Who will nod along to Tommy's "this is the last time" as he puts his hand down his pants in a bar bathroom. Scared yet secretly hopeful Tommy who pretends to believe Buck when he says "it doesn't have to mean anything" while he's taking the younger man apart in the back of his car. Tommy who says "it's not serious, we're just having fun, you can do whatever you want" and then gets possessive and growly when he spots Buck flirting with random people. Buck who says "i don't need a relationship, i don't like monogamy anyways" but won't actually sleep with anyone other than Tommy....

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Lolz. 😂

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But Eddie gets Buck, didn't you know?

I constantly see people saying about how if Tommy had said any of the shit Eddie said in that kitchen scene to Buck, all the bddies would be coming for his head. But it's not even just Tommy. Literally any other character says anything like that to Buck and they'd be crucified. It'd be all about how evil they were and how Eddie needed to save the poor baby Buck from these people who clearly hate him. I know this because it happens with everything!

The Lawsuit Arc, the amount of Hen and Chim bashing I've seen from that era where Eddie comes to the rescue is insane considering they were the two who were actually kinda on Buck's side and defending him and able to see his side, while Eddie was the one yelling at him in public and then totally icing him out and then never apologised.

Taylor said something about not everything being about Buck, but in a sense of trying to comfort him. Pointing out that his friends likely weren't all mad at him, they were just hurting and he was projecting his own pain onto them (which he WAS) and they lost their minds. Eddie constantly tells Buck he makes everything about him, in a cruel way, and it's fine because he was hurting too.

And look. Write what you want, I know some people like bashing fics. But it's just insane the amount of hatred for other characters who did nothing wrong, and the absolute lengths those same people will go to defend Eddie when he's the one who actually did wrong.

So yes. Had Tommy said any of what Eddie said to Buck, they would be calling for his head. (They were already...) But that doesn't just apply to Tommy. It applies to literally every character other than Eddie.

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How Buck looks at Tommy when Tommy isn't looking.

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My cat has made my laptop say things I've NEVER seen it do or say before.

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THIS. AND ALWAYS THIS

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I’ve seen posts dismissing Buck and Tommy’s relationship as shallow or forgettable — and I get it, it was short, Tommy’s a guest star, the arc ended quietly. But I think reducing it like that misses something much more interesting the show was actually trying to do — about Buck, about emotional intimacy, and about what it means to be seen in a relationship. This isn’t about shipping, or trying to make a case for “endgame.” It’s about giving narrative weight its due. And about why Tommy Kinard, even in limited screen time, brought something out of Buck we’ve rarely — if ever — seen before.

🧵 Re: That Buck/Tommy Take — I Disagree (Here’s Why It Deserves More Respect)

I got an anon earlier, and out of respect for their request, I won’t post it directly — but the gist was this:

“Buck and Tommy’s relationship wasn’t that deep. Tommy wasn’t a good partner. Why are people so obsessed with it? Can we stop fixating like it mattered?”

And respectfully?

Absolutely not. That reading misses a lot of what the show actually did — and what it meant. Let’s talk about it.

1. “It wasn’t that deep.”

Then why did it break Buck?

If it was just a fling, why did he:

Go into full spiral trying to get Tommy’s attention in 7x04?

Ask for a second chance and a coffee date — then invite him to Maddie’s wedding as a date (7x05)? That’s not something you do for just anyone.

Practically burst out of the closet to his family when Tommy showed up (7x06)?

Obsessively bake, spiral, and hesitate on texting Tommy again in 8x07? (Compare that to how he treated Taylor, Ali, or even Natasha post-breakup. Nothing. This was different.)

The entirety of 8x11 episode?

Start peacocking in a helicopter in 8x15?

That’s not surface-level. That’s a man who caught real feelings and didn’t know how to handle them.

And Tommy? He wasn’t untouched either. The shock on his face during the breakup, the sadness in the bar conversation, the heartbreak the morning after — and even in that blink-and-you’ll-miss-it moment in 8x15, watching Buck’s hallway breakdown from across the room — all of it points to something deeper. He felt this.

Maybe he didn’t expect it to be serious. But it became serious — quietly, fully, and in ways that clearly left a mark.

2. “Tommy wasn’t a good partner.”

This one honestly stings. Because Tommy might be the best partner Buck’s had on-screen.

He respected Buck’s boundaries. Checked in often.

He prioritized Buck. He prioritized Buck’s comfort — comforting him post Buck’s basketball spiral, showed up to the wedding like it meant something, and turned into a doting boyfriend during the Billy boils drama.

He offered open, enthusiastic affection — called Buck hot, smart, impulsive, adorable… repeatedly. To his face.

And Buck? Buck called him “cool.” Once. At the very beginning.

Tommy gave emotional warmth constantly. Buck basked in it — but we never saw him offer the same back. That’s not on Tommy.

3. “They barely developed it.”

Yes, Tommy was a guest star. The screen time was limited. But don’t pretend there was no development — because there was, and more quickly than some longer arcs. (Cough Taylor.)

We got:

Initial attraction

Mutual admiration

Emotional hesitation

A breakup with actual dialogue

A post-breakup hookup, driven by unresolved feeling

Lingering fallout that continued afterward

That’s more emotional continuity than Buck’s had with multiple long-term love interests. If the writers didn’t mean for it to matter, they sure wasted a lot of carefully written scenes making it feel like it did.

And yes — we keep using the same five scenes to prove our point. Because that’s what we got. But what we got? Was charged. Focused. Intentional. Emotionally dense.

And let’s be real: screen time is scarce on a show like 9-1-1. It’s not a character drama — half the runtime is dedicated to emergency calls, visual effects, and procedural pacing. Everyone’s fighting for space. Ryan Guzman literally said scenes get cut all the time. Oliver and others have talked about emotional beats that never made it in.

So the fact that Buck and Tommy still got this much? That alone should tell you the writers wanted it to land. And it did.

4. Tommy brought out something new in Buck

What sticks isn’t just the dynamic — it’s who Buck got to be inside it.

He was softer. More grounded. He wasn’t chasing a high or trying to play a role. He was allowed to be unapologetically Buck — extra, campy, chaotic — and Tommy met him there.

No need to impress. Just… show up. And be seen.

Hell, even his whole look shifted — relaxed in a way that felt intentional. Not just a “new season” change, but a visible softening. His hair. His clothes. His vibe. It was noticeable.

That’s rare for Buck. And worth paying attention to.

Just because a relationship was short doesn’t mean it was shallow. Just because it ended doesn’t mean it wasn’t real. Just because you didn’t care for it doesn’t mean the story didn’t.

You don’t have to ship it. But pretending it was meaningless? That’s a disservice to what we actually got — and to a character who, for once, saw Buck clearly… and liked what he saw.

P.S. This isn’t about being a Lou Ferrigno Jr. fan account or trying to hate on people who ship other characters with Buck. I genuinely love character analysis — we’ve been doing it for others as well — and this post or previous are coming from that place, not from bias or bitterness.

You don’t have to ship Buck/Tommy. But if we’re going to talk about what the show chose to give us? Then let’s give it the credit — and the critique — it deserves.

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After seeing a specific tiktok edit....

I had the thought...how do I make Carlos/Eddie happen in a fic without removing it too far away from the canon or doing some time fuckery?

And the answer involves TK being there in a certain kind of chair in the corner of the room—why is everyone booing all of a sudden??

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I love Bosko and her calling shit out and I love this!

Tagged by @setmeatopthepyre and @leashybebes for various things thank uuuuu i am going with “making it up as i go Monday” as it is Monday in my time zone and im trying to be brave about it. here is a snippet from a brand new wip whereupon Buck meets Bosko in a bar, set after the season 8 of it all :’)

“Hey, Eddie’s a good guy–”

“You sure about that?” Bosko met his eyes squarely. “Eddie’s a good paramedic, a good firefighter, but a good guy? The whole time I worked with him, it was all about him. I saw him hurting and I tried to be a friend, and he just took and took, and never once gave anything back.”

Buck’s gut clenched at the familiarity of her words as much as the hurt in Bosko’s voice. “Y-you just don’t know him like I do, ok?”

“I don’t,” Bosko agreed, “and I don’t think I want to if that’s what’s got you sitting here, alone, avoiding anyone who might just want to make sure you’re ok.”

Buck stared at his water. If he didn’t blink, then the prickling tears wouldn’t spill over. “He kicked me out, you know that?”

“Kicked you out? I didn’t know you were living together?”

“I was subletting to help him out—he had to go back to El Paso for his son—but they’re coming back and Eddie wants his place back.” Buck bit his lip til it stopped wobbling like a selfish little kid. “I know it’s easier for me to move than for him and Chris to find something else but he– he didn’t even ask, he just assumed, and he knew I couldn’t say no.”

“Why couldn’t you?”

“It’s Eddie,” Buck said helplessly, like that explained anything. It had explained everything once, but Buck couldn’t remember how long ago that was. The panic ebbed up his chest in hot waves—Bobby was gone, Eddie was someone Buck barely recognised, Maddie had her own life, and Tommy—the pillars of Buck’s entire life crumbled to the ground like they’d never been there. Like Buck never mattered to anyone who’d been the centre of his world.

“Hey, hey,” Bosko said quietly, gently, her hand running a firm line up and down his spine. “You’re ok, Buckley, deep breaths.”

No pressure tags for @ladyeyrewrites @leashybebes @setmeatopthepyre @racerchix21 @firehose118 @rcmclachlan and anyone else who wants to play

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Must Love Dogs

My amazing friend @betterthanfakemouthstatic has written the most amazing dog sitter AU for Bucktommy/Tevan and I love it.

Please read, comment and kudos!!!

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You just know Buck is a kinky bitch and him and Tommy do it everywhere.

you know he would

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Snake part two:

So, the Jeep flew down the road towards the beach at a speed which Athena would not be impressed with, Zach had the music cranked, one hand on the wheel, the other out the window catching wind like he was in a car commercial. The beach was just over the next rise.

And then, with a screech that made everyone lurch forward, Zach yanked the wheel and slammed the Jeep into a sudden stop, kicking up a cloud of dust as he swerved into the dirt shoulder.

“Bro!” Cassidy shouted, clutching the grab handle like it owed him money. “Whatchu doing with my Jeep? I swear to God if you scratch her, I will un-alive you with my bare hands.”

Zach held up a calming hand, eyes still locked on the road behind them. “Relax, Caz. Jeep’s fine. Built for this kinda thing. It’s got that... off-road chakra or whatever.”

“Off road what?” Cassidy yelled.

“Chakra, like, ya know, anyway there’s a problem.”

Frank, seated in the back and already halfway through a beer, leaned forward. “This better not be about your feelings again.”

“Aw shit,” Zach muttered, still staring out the window. “Bro…”

Todd groaned. “What now? We were ten minutes from touching sand and seeing some ass, and you pull a Fast & Furious pit stop?”

“There’s a snake on the road,” Zach said, pointing. “Just straight-up stretched out, sunbathing like it owns the place.”

The rest of the guys leaned to see, squinting into the distance, and there was a snake lying in the middle of the road.

Cassidy narrowed his eyes. “That’s not a snake, that’s a garden hose.”

“Nah dawg, look at it,” Zach insisted, pointing harder. “Totz a snake bro, just chilling in the sun.”

Todd spoke up from the back passenger seat, already still scrolling through Insta. “So what, let it live its best life. Run it over, nature’s had its turn.”

Zach turned to stare at him, even more scandalized than the g-string comment from earlier. “You don’t run over living creatures, bro. That’s like... bad karma or something..”

“It’s a literal snake.”

Zach pointed at him “You’re a literal snake, how would you like me to run you over, huh punk ass bitch.” and Todd just made a ‘what the fuck’ gesture at the other guys. 

Frank tossed his hands up in frustration. “It’s literally a noodle with fangs, Zach. While you’re whining over it we have beer getting dangerously warm back here and chicks on the sand waiting for Franky boy muscles. Let it chill or send it to Jesus….just pick a lane, before I die of thirst and your melodramatic karma bullshit.”

With a long, dramatic sigh like the weight of the natural world was his to bear, Zach flung the door open and stepped out of the Jeep.

Cassidy leaned over the console, eyes wide. “Oh fuck off, dude. Are you serious right now? Zach, get the hell back in the car!”

Zach ignored him and marched to the side of the road, grabbing a dried-up tree branch off the ground.

“Bro, like it’s literally gonna get pancaked if someone else comes through. I can’t leave it to die, okay?” he called over his shoulder.

Todd rolled his eyes. “Great, bro thinks he’s Steve Irwin now.”

“Steve who?” Cassidy asked, popping open a can as he watched.

“Steve Irwin. The animal guy? From Australia? Wore khaki and wrestled crocs?”

“Ohhh,” Cassidy nodded as he remembered. “Damn, he was that dude Zach was showing me pics of last week, the ripped Ozzie dude in undies with the big python, yeah? Tight abs? But I swear his name was Robbie or something.”

There was a beat of silence as Todd silently prayed. “Caz, that’s his son, Robert Irwin.”

“Woah dude, you’ve had too much to drink already, Zach doesn’t have a son bro, and if he did, he would not be old enough to be posing in his undies.”

Frank nudged Todd hard in the side, “Don’t… just don’t waste your time, they’re as thick as each other.”

Todd nodded grimly, then leaned in close and whispered, “Okay but, like, just between us, Zach’s a hundred percent bi, yeah?”

Zach knelt next to the snake, which of course, it wasn’t just any snake, it was a rattlesnake. Coiled tight, tail up, clearly not in the mood to make friends.

So Zach, naturally, made little clicking sounds at it like it was someone’s skittish cat. “Here boy... come on, let’s get you off the road. No tire tracks for you today, my dude.”

The rattlesnake responded by doing what rattlesnakes do, it coiled tighter and gave a sharp warning rattle, its tail vibrating with that distinct, spine-prickling buzz. Then came the hiss, low and clear, like it was personally offended by Zach’s existence, and to be fair, it wasn’t the only living creature that felt like that. 

“Aww shit, come on man, don’t be like that.” Zach reached out with his makeshift stick and gave the snake a gentle prod, which only made it rattle louder. It didn’t move, no it just vibrated in place, like it was about to launch a full-on strike.

“Zaccy,” Cassidy called from the Jeep, hitting the horn twice. “Car coming in hot, bro.”

Zach looked up and sure enough, a car was barreling down the road, not slowing down even a little.

“Shit, bro.” He froze for half a second, then scrambled into action, stepping instinctively between the snake and the oncoming car.

The vehicle swerved violently, horn blaring as it whipped around Zach and the coiled rattlesnake, narrowly avoiding turning both into roadkill. The driver flipped them off without slowing down.

Zach turned back to the snake, breathing hard, and crouched again, completely ignoring the fact that it was still rattling furiously, now clearly more agitated.

“See? Bro, honest to God, you would’ve been splat without me. I’m like risking my actual life here lil dude. The least you could do is slither six inches to the left. And, no cap I mean real inches, not like Caz’s ‘six inches,’ if you catch my drift.”

The snake hissed again, unimpressed.

Frank leaned out the window, cracking another beer. “If it bites you, I’m posting it on TikTok before I call an ambulance.”

Zach rolled his eyes and jabbed the stick again to encourage it to move on, because clearly the snake hadn’t made itself clear enough. It struck with lightning speed, narrowly missing Zach’s hand by a whisker as he yelped and flung himself backward like someone had suggested ‘commitment’ after the third date. 

“Zach!” Cassidy shouted. “There’s a fucking truck coming!”

Sure enough, there was, a big-ass truck barreling straight toward them, horn already blaring, and definitely not swerving.

Zach glanced between the rattlesnake and the fast-approaching doom. “Oh boy. Lil dude, he ain’t swerving for us, bro. He’s got delivery driver rage, and we are not the vibe today.”

He whipped out his phone with the calm of a man making every wrong decision in real time.

“Hey Siri,” he asked as the rattlesnake kept rattling, “how many people die from rattlesnake bites per year?”

Siri replied back “According to the CDC, around 5 people die each year in the United States from snake bites. However, thousands are bitten annually. Would you like me to call emergency services?”

Zach tilted his head as the truck blared down on them. “Five out of a thousand? Statistically, that’s like... great odds right? Like better than the lottery for sure.”

Cassidy screamed from the Jeep, “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING YOU IDIOT GET OFF THE FUCKING ROAD!”

Frank shouted, “LEAVE THE DEMON NOODLE, ZACH!”

But Zach wasn’t listening. Because of course he wasn’t.

“Alright, lil guy,” he whispered, crouching low like he was about to catch a Pikachu. “This is gonna suck for both of us.”

And with the dumb, misplaced courage of a man who once tried to impress a girl by backflipping off a picnic table, Zach lunged forward, grabbed the snake with both hands, and launched himself off the road just as the truck tore past with a roar.

For one glorious second, it almost looked like he’d pulled it off.

And then….

“FUCKING FUCK OW FUCKERS WHY FOR FUCK SAKE”

The snake sank its fangs into his forearm and Zach screamed, dropping the ungrateful legless bastard mid-stumble and rolling away like he was on fire.Which, to be fair, is exactly what his arm felt like.

Zach had never felt anything like this before, as the pain radiated through his body. 

“OW OW OW, IT’S IN MY BLOODSTREAM….IT’S IN MY FUCKING SOUL….” he shouted, flailing and writhing on the ground.

Cassidy leapt out of the Jeep. “Zach! Did it bite you?!”

“DOES IT LOOK LIKE IT JUST KISSED ME, YOU ABSOLUTE PRICK?!” Zach screamed, clutching his arm like it might detach at any moment.

Frank stumbled over, eyes wide. “Shit….should I piss on it?! That helps, right?” as he went to unzip his pants.

“DO NOT PISS ON ME, FRANK!” Zach bellowed, voice cracking with pain. “This isn’t a jellyfish!”

“Same difference though.” Frank argued.

Todd, still standing uselessly nearby, gave a casual shrug. “I dunno, bro’s got a point. Worst case? Warm rinse.”

Zach, writhing on the ground, reached out and latched onto Cassidy’s jacket with a death grip. His eyes were wild, his face pale, his voice trembling with rage and pain.

“Don’t let that idiot piss on me, Caz. I swear to God. I’m already dying… please don’t make it worse.”

Snake drabble

A little drabble (is that the right word) challenge for myself, to write as much as possible in thirty minutes with no stopping. So, Tommy, Zach and a hospital visit. Poor Tommy: Starts** Tommy entered the hospital room, and there was Zach, alright, mostly. Which actually made him more mad than he was before because before he was worried, concerned and panicking and now... Well now he was just beyond annoyed.

The nurse approached, "Oh hello, my name is Nurse Zheng, are you Mr Kinard?"

Keeping Calm, Tommy tried to look polite, "Ahh, yes, that would be me."

"And are you the father?"

Zach cut in from the hospital bed, "Nah chicky, he's a daddy but he's not dad."

The nurse looked how Tommy felt after dealing with Zach's antics, "But you are his emergency contact?"

"We work together...ahh, at least for now." Tommy sighed, shoving his hands in his pockets as the nurse gave him the download, which was Zach was going to alright.

Just dumb.

But Tommy knew that.

So he stood there, for a moment, just staring at the idiot in front of him with a juice box, a juice box. For the love of god.

And then, deep breathe, exhale and all the restraint he had in him,Tommy broke the silence, "Did you, or did you not, grab a rattlesnake?"

"I did." Zach replied casually, sipping on that bloody juice box.

Oh help him God, God help him because no one else would. Tommy took a step into the hospital room. "Okay, great. Why would you grab a rattlesnake, you abs-" he cut himself off, because Zach is in hospital and there are other sick people around.

And also, he's Zach's emergency contact, which they should probably discuss later in more detail.

"Well, it was going to get run over on the road, and legit Tommy, I promise I tried to poke it with a stick first but it just got like mad at me and wouldn't move and there was all this traffic."

Tommy felt his jaw drop, and he couldn't even sigh or roll his eyes, just stood there. "You were standing in the middle of a road?"

"Well, duh, or else some speeding idiot would of run it over, like bro, they're more likely to see me than a snake on the road, it kinda blends in, ya know and I wasn't gonn-"

"Stop talking," Tommy snapped, running a hand through his hair.

"Bro, relax..."

"Relax, you picked up a rattlesnake and it bite you, you... ugh, what part of this-"

"Dude, I was with Cass, who rang 9-1-1 straight away and did the whole pressure thing, rattlesnakes aren't that dangerous if you get to hospital in time, and I don't think you're listening to me-"

Tommy stunned, actually spun on the spot, like 360 spin. "Listening, you don't think I'm listening to you and your brain dead logic-"

"Oh my god, just shut up bro, ya really doing my head in ya know, like it ain't that deep, I was driving in the subbie, I saw a snake catching sum rays on the black top, and was like, yo that no good bro, so I tried to move it with a stick because safety first but that was a no go, so I grabbed it, it bite me because like it's a snake, what does it even know, nothing bro, and then I put it down in the grass and Cass rang 9-1-1 and I'm okay, relax."

"Why am I here?"

"I thought I might die."

Tommy shook his head and walked around the room for a moment or two before collapsing onto the chair next to Zach.

"So, is like Buck going to come join us? I wanted to here more about his firetruck stories and if he's gonna do you in the back of a helicopter..." ** And that's time** Do you think I can write anything I want to write, no - so this was fun. And this was inspired by the crazy woman on Tik-tok trying to move a cottonmouth, only she didn't get bit.