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schrijverr · 16 hours ago

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Go Ask Daddy, Bud, I’m Napping for a Bit

Divergence from chapter 23, where when Buck is tired in the lead up towards Christmas, he accidentally refers to Eddie as daddy to Chimney. It’s just automatic due to Chris, but it gets some weird looks and attempting to explain doesn’t make it sound better. In trying to defend himself more comes to light.

On AO3.

Ships: Buddie (pre-slash)

Warnings: discussions of sex

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Christmas is drawing near and Eddie and Buck have been alternating on taking extra shifts, as to not throw off their schedule too much while still saving up.

You never realize how expensive holidays are until you’re an adult. And those expenses increase exponentially when you have a kid. They still don’t know Chris’s Christmas wish, so they’re making sure they have enough for whatever it will be. The kid deserves not to be disappointed.

Right now, however, Buck is exhausted and slightly grouchy about it. His extra shift is a 48 hours that is a 24 hours for both A and B shift. So, his first 24 hours with B shift have rolled into the next with the A shift and he is so, so tired.

He thinks someone on B shift must have said the q-word, because they’ve been running all over town all day. He’s hoping that the curse won’t last into this new one, because that will suck ass. Of course, he’d do anything for Chris, but by god does he want this shift to be over.

The others ribbed him a little about it when they came in, but five calls later, they’ve slowly eased off of him.

They’ve just come back from their latest call and Buck has collapsed onto the couch, fully prepared to take a nap and too lazy to walk all the way back down after climbing the stairs to get a snack. He likes napping on the couch and listening to the hum of the station anyway.

Buck is already halfway asleep, vaguely listening to Eddie and Hen chatting at the kitchen table, when he is interrupted by Chimney asking: “Have you seen my sweater anywhere?”

And later, Buck will totally blame the curse for the way he gestures in Eddie’s general direction as he grumbles: “Go ask daddy, bud, I’m napping for a bit.”

He would have dropped off in the immediate shocked silence that came after that, were it not for Chimney loudly exclaiming: “Daddy?”

It startles him and he blearily tries to open his eyes as he sits up, going: “Wha?”

“You just referred to Eddie as daddy,” Chimney informs him, a mix of gleeful, confused and a little weirded out. “Unless you have opinions about Hen that you didn’t share with the class.”

The words break through the exhausted fog and embarrassment floods through him at the realization of what just happened. The sweater thing was just such a Chris question and he’d been on his mind, due to the Christmas present conundrum, so it had just slipped out as natural in the sleepiness.

A bright blush paints his features and he’s sure everyone can see. Still, he tries to deflect: “Are you sure, man? Pretty certain I said Eddie, you must’ve misheard or something.”

“No, you said daddy,” Hen speaks up and Buck looks over to her. She is raising her brow at him, then at Eddie, who is across from her, also blushing. She continues: “And Eddie here looked over at it without missing a beat.”

“So, it’s normal for you to call Eddie daddy, is it? Hm, curious,” Chimney accuses.

“You’re making it weird,” Buck protests.

“And it’s not?” Hen counters unconvinced.

“No, it’s not. It’s not a thing,” Buck says as confidently as he can anyway.

“What do you have to say for yourself, Edmundo. You’ve been awfully quiet,” Chimney directs himself towards Eddie, who’s been quietly trying to disappear into the background. Buck feels guilty about that, Eddie didn’t ask to be caught up in Buck’s stupid brain fart.

“Uh, I thought he said Eddie,” Eddie defends himself after a beat that last too long to be believed.

“Hm, you thought he said Eddie, did you?” Chimney hums in a knowing tone, which irks Buck to no end. It’s not like he’s wrong, but he doesn’t have to be smug about it, or make it a sex thing – ironic coming from him, he’s aware.

“Oh shut up, it was just a slip of the tongue. I’m tired,” Buck says.

“Freudian slip,” Hen coughs and Buck glares at her.

“I’ve been hanging out with Chris and Eddie a lot,” Buck tells them stubbornly. “He calls Eddie daddy, so you start doing it when talking to him and my brain got it mixed up. You two are making it something it’s not.”

Chimney squints at him, clearly trying to discern whether he’s lying or not. In a way, he isn’t. He has been hanging out with Chris and Eddie a lot and he does refer to Eddie as daddy when talking to Chris because of it and his tired brain did get mixed up.

However, Hen doesn’t buy it, asking: “Really? You say to Chris things like ‘go ask daddy’ and not ‘go ask your dad?’ You don’t do that with Denny. Or Harry.”

Fuck, busted.

“Uh…” Buck starts dumbly, unsure where to go from there.

Before he can say something more incriminating, Eddie comes to save him. He says: “It’s not that big a deal, you guys are really taking this and running with it for no reason.”

“Yeah,” Buck agrees immediately. “Like, what do you even want me to say? Want me to confess me and Eddie are having steamy, kinky sex? We’re not. And despite my daddy issues, I don’t actually have a daddy kink. That’s not necessarily how that works.”

His need to please has translated more into being a service switch and having a massive praise kink, but he decides to keep that to himself for now. He doesn’t want to turn the him and Eddie conversation into a sex conversation more than it already is. Buck is pretty sure he will explode if it does.

Chimney and Hen pause at that, likely trying to think of why they’re pushing this the way they are. A part of Buck doesn’t want them to think about it and doesn’t want to think about it himself either. What if they picked up on the way he’s in love with Eddie and that’s why they thought they were onto something?

“You’re sure?” is what Chimney finally says, suspicious eyes going between Buck and Eddie.

Scandalized and annoyed, Buck exclaims: “Chimney!”

“What?” Chimney says defensively.

At that point, Bobby comes up the stairs from where he’d been filling out his reports. He has heard some of the ruckus and when he comes upstairs to find Buck glaring at a defensive Chimney, while Hen and Eddie are spectating – though Eddie with less amusement and more embarrassment than Hen – he asks: “What’s going on here?”

Before anyone else can speak, Chimney answers: “We’re trying to figure out if Buck and Eddie are fucking after Buck accidentally called Eddie daddy.”

“I told you, it’s because I’ve been hanging out with Chris and it’s not like that,” Buck exclaims. “You’re making it something it’s not. We’re not fucking!”

“And we said that it’s a little weird that you went ‘go ask daddy’ and not ‘go ask your dad,’” Hen reminds him.

“Yeah, and you two are being very defensive about it,” Chimney adds.

“Of course we’re defensive, you’re making a brain slip surrounding my kid weird,” Eddie grouches. “And throwing around accusations.”

Bobby hums thoughtfully as he tries to decide how to proceed. All of them hold their breath while they wait to see whose side Bobby will pick, and if he’ll even pick a side or will just walk away and distance himself from it.

Finally, he says: “No one in this house would judge you two, you know that right? If you want to keep things private, that is fine, but you will need to fill in the proper paperwork.”

Outraged as a result of the embarrassment and feeling exposed, Buck cries out: “You too? Why do all of you think we’re fucking?”

“Maybe because you two are making heart eyes at each other every day?” Hen snorts.

“What?” Buck squeaks, because, yeah, he is making heart eyes at Eddie and he kind of gathered he probably wasn’t hiding all that well, but what does she mean ‘you two’?

“Huh, what are you talking about? I’m straight,” Eddie frowns in confusion.

Hen looks taken aback by that. “You’re straight?” she asks disbelievingly, clapping her hand over her mouth the second it slips out.

“Yes!” Eddie says defensively, before his voice gets a slightly vulnerable edge as he adds: “Did you- did you not… think that?”

“Uh, no, I thought you were just low key about being gay,” Hen admits a little sheepishly, looking like she feels bad about bringing it up.

“Wait, but if Eddie’s straight, then why are him and Buck always eye fucking? What have we been witnessing these past few months?” Chimney interrupts loudly.

“Us being friends?” Buck suggests tentatively, unsure if he wants to risk it, but not wanting to make anyone think it’s something other than that.

“And there’s nothing else going on between you two?” Chimney asks suspiciously.

“No, no. No, definitely not,” Buck quickly assures him.

“You’re lying,” Chimney accuses, finger jabbing in Buck’s direction. “We all know you can’t lie for shit, Buckaroo, and that, was a lie! You two are fucking.”

“We’re not fucking!” Buck yells, face as red as a tomato. He’s still embarrassed by the daddy comment, then embarrassed by everyone seeing through him and pointing out how much he wants to fuck Eddie, and on top of that uncomfortably reminded that Eddie will never want him like Buck wants him.

“Then what is going on?” Bobby asks in that kind concerned fatherly manner that Buck usually loves, but right now makes him feel like he’s being cornered.

“Why do none of you believe that there’s nothing going on?”

“Because you’re a shit liar,” Chimney says.

“I can lie,” Buck says defensively, crossing his arms.

“Sure, you can,” Hen agrees patronizingly.

“I can!” Buck protests, before he lets it go, it’s not the point right now anyway. “And even if I can’t, I’m not lying now. There is nothing between me and Eddie.”

“Nothing, huh?” Chimney still doesn’t believe him, but lets him be for now, instead turning to Eddie again and asking: “And what do you have to say for yourself?”

“That you guys are being ridiculous,” Eddie offers. “Me and Buck are friends. Good friends. He’s been a huge help with Chris and he was just tired. It happens. You’re all just seeing things.”

“Hmm,” Hen hums as she studies Eddie closely with squinted eyes. “I can’t tell if he’s lying.”

Eddie sends her deadpan look. “I’m not lying.”

“You see, I want to believe you, but something makes me feel like there is something you’re hiding from us,” Hen tells him as she leans over to look intently at his face, scrutinizing him.

Unimpressed, Eddie also leans over the table so he can look right back at her. “Okay, do tell. What do you think I could be lying about? What are we hiding? Because we’re not fucking, I can tell you that much.”

Buck doesn’t know what Eddie is doing, challenging Hen like this. Eddie is the better liar between them, but inviting them to dig deeper when they’re already uncomfortably close, doesn’t seem like a smart idea. However, Buck isn’t going to get the attention on himself. If anyone is giving it away, it’ll be him. Best to keep to the background.

“You’re either really good at lying, or incredibly codependent with Buck to the point of you two acting married,” Hen finally says. Buck doesn’t see what Eddie’s face does at that, but everyone can hear Hen exclaim: “Oh my god, why did your face go pink when I suggested you two were married?”

Chimney whips his head towards Buck and immediately asks: “You two are married?”

“Noooo?” Buck says, cringing the second he does, because that sounds like a lie even to himself.

“You totally are!” Chimney has wide eyes and his mouth gapes slightly at it.

“That is something that you should have definitely disclosed way before it got to that point,” Bobby frowns.

“Come on, when would we have the time to get married?” Buck deflects, hoping for the best. “Don’t you think you would have noticed us getting married?”

“Right now, I don’t trust anything anymore,” Chimney says.

“Yeah, it could have happened at any time. Bar for that first shift you two have always acted like this,” Hen agrees, then her eyes grow wide and she points between the two of them. “Wait a minute, you’ve always acted like this.”

“What are you saying, Hen?” Bobby asks.

“That they’ve been married this whole time?” Hen suggests, sounding as if she can barely believe what she is saying herself.

“Are you sure? We saw them meet,” Chimney says skeptically.

“Yeah, Hen, that’s ridiculous,” Buck says.

“Then why was Eddie blushing?” Hen counters.

“Because you called our friendship incredibly codependent?” Buck offers.

“Which I only did, because he asked me what you two were hiding after you guys started being weird about us pointing out you two were close,” Hen says. “And the only reason I’m even entertaining this absurdity right now, is because you don’t sound convincing at all when you deny it.”

“Hey, come on now,” Buck protests weakly.

Bobby’s hand appears on his shoulder and he looks up at him. There is a mix of hurt and confusion in Bobby’s eyes as he genuinely asks: “Just be honest with me here, Buck, are you and Eddie married?”

And Buck hates this, because it’s Bobby, who is asking and Buck is already bad at lying, but he’s even worse at lying to Bobby. This whole scheme depended on them not being suspicious enough for anyone to ask directly and now he’s being asked directly. All because he accidentally called Eddie daddy. He’s never going to live this down.

“Okay, fine. Yes, we’re married,” he admits after a beat.

“Buck!” Eddie calls out, as if to ask ‘what are you doing?’

“You know I can’t lie!” Buck defends himself. “He’s just looking at me and I- I just couldn’t.”

“Wait you guys are actually married?” Chimney asks.

“Yes,” Eddie sighs, “we are.”

“But you’re straight?” Hen asks in a tone that implies isn’t sure she’s buying it.

“I am,” Eddie glares at her, heckles raised. “It’s a marriage of convenience.”

“So the Buck calling you daddy is…”

“Just like you calling Karen mommy when talking to Denny?” Eddie fills in. “Yeah.”

“That makes you a father,” Bobby suddenly realizes as he looks to Buck.

“Uh, yeah, I am,” Buck says, unable to help the prideful smile on his face. “Chris is a great kid. Love him to death. I mean, you met him, you know how amazing he is.”

Bobby’s face does a weird thing at that and Buck can’t place it. It makes something twist inside him, what if Bobby disapproves of him as a father? What if he thinks Buck can’t do it?

However, before he can ask Bobby what he’s thinking, Chimney butts in: “Okay, but how long have you been Chris’s dad – which, kind of weird, not going to lie – because I’m still confused about when you guys met.”

“Yeah, and when did you get married?” Hen also asks.

Buck looks over at Eddie, trying to communicate if they’re going to come clean about the whole thing now that the cat’s out of the bag. Eddie seems resigned and embarrassed by the whole situation. Buck can relate, but he feels bad about Eddie also feeling like that. However, Eddie sends him a reassuring smile, which makes him feel slightly better about the whole thing.

“Well, we got married in 2016,” Buck answers Hen’s question, since it kind of automatically answers Chimney’s question too as being not during their first shift together.

The room explodes into noise at that, which is fair enough considering what they just shared. However, Buck still kind of leans away from the yelling. It’s mostly variations of “2016?!?!?” and “What the fuck!” and “Why would you lie about that?”

When the yelling dies down, because it’s not getting results, since there is no space for them to speak, Buck clears his throat and says: “Yeah, uh, 2016. We did lie about that.”

“Why?”

“What part exactly?” Buck asks, just to be sure.

“Why you lied,” Bobby says at the same time Hen says: “Why you got married.”

“So we can work together,” Buck answers, while Eddie says: “For Chris.”

“Okay, we need order,” Chimney says. “I ask the questions, if anyone has another question, they raise their hand and I will give you your turn.”

“Are you a school teacher?” Hen smirks in amusement.

“No, I’m showing leadership,” Chimney corrects her. “Now, Buckley, tell us why you two lied about being married. Hell, about even knowing each other?”

“Uh, well, we wanted to work together,” Buck explains. “Eddie had gotten the offer from Bobby and we figured that offer would be retracted, if he knew we were married, even though it’s not like that, so we decided not to say, but then we thought it would be weird for me to just randomly know him and not have mentioned him before and then you all would ask questions and I can’t lie, so we thought it would be best to just start from scratch.”

Everyone blinks at him for a second, so he adds: “We realized it was a dumb idea, but by then it was kind of already too late and we’d gotten in too deep.”

“That… is actually very in character for you,” Chimney finally says.

“But not for you,” Hen says, directing herself at Eddie. “Why did you agree with that?”

“Hey, I was doing the questions!”

“Oh shut up, Chim,” Hen rolls her eyes. “So, Eddie. Why go along with it?”

“Uh,” Eddie looks away, cheeks getting redder, as he admits with a mumble: “I came up with it.”

“What?!” both Hen and Chimney choke and even Bobby makes a weird noise. They’re so shocked at the idea that Eddie can be dumb too, which Buck gets, but it’s also so funny and he can’t help but burst out into laughter.

“Don’t laugh!” Eddie exclaims, but Buck can hear he’s starting to crack up too. That makes him happy, he didn’t like embarrassed, walls up Eddie from before.

“It’s funny,” he manages to get out between peels of laughter.

“It’s not,” Eddie says, but he lets out a huff of laughter of his own.

“You came up with it?” Chimney finally finds his words.

“Uh, yeah,” Eddie nods, biting away his grin. “It was a strategic sharing of information where relevant.”

“God, you’re just both stupid,” Hen mutters under her breath. Both Eddie and Buck choose to ignore her, because she’s not wrong, but they don’t have to acknowledge that.

Bobby clears his throat and says: “Well, informing me of this, would have been relevant. And I will be informing HR about it and figuring out the paperwork, any disciplinary action, and if you two can continue working together at this house.”

That settles a stone in Buck’s stomach. After the embarrassment of calling Eddie daddy in front of everyone and then the lighter atmosphere of the questions, the real reasons they never told and tried to lie had moved to the background. Until now.

He sees Eddie tensing up and he is off the couch before he knows it. He implores: “Bobby… I- I know, you have to do that. I do. But can you- can you wait until after Christmas? We’re trying to save up for gifts and the holidays are expensive.”

Immediately Bobby’s eyes soften, a melancholic note playing in them, as Buck waits with bated breath to see what Bobby will say. After a moment, Bobby says: “Of course. I can wait.”

“Thank you so much,” Buck says gratefully.

“Yes, Cap, thank you,” Eddie also says.

The atmosphere has changed now and they’re all just awkwardly standing there, until Chimney says in a hushed tone: “I think we just witnessed dad Buck for the first time.”

“I think we did,” Hen agrees, a smile breaking out on her face.

Buck blushes a little, unable to help the flush of warmth that goes through him at being acknowledged as Chris’s father. He distracts from it by playing at offense and swagger as he says: “Hey, I’ve pulled out the dad Buck before.”

“Really? When? You’ve never been mature a day in your life before this, Buck-o,” Chimney grins. It’s playful but gentle, as if he knows he’s handling something fragile here and just acting his role as the comedic relief that he likes to cast himself in.

“I once told you to eat your greens,” Buck reminds him – a mortification from his probie days that, at the time, he thought he would never recover from.

“Oh yeah, you did do that.”

“And have none of you guys ever paid attention to Buck when on calls with kids?” Eddie asks. He’s gotten up and is now near Buck, bumping his shoulder lightly as he grins: “Definitely the papi I know from home.”

“Papi?” Bobby asks, only slightly butchering the word.

“Yeah, Chris calls me that,” Buck says, the blush returning slightly. “Eddie was already daddy, so growing up in a Mexican household meant that labeling me as papi was only logical to his five year old brain.” He shrugs. “It’s become so normal, I don’t even register it as odd anymore.”

“Five years old?” Hen does the math, “That must be right after you gotten married, right?”

“It was. He told a teacher about it and that’s what prompted it,” Eddie says. “Before that it was Evan, though I’m half convinced he’s forgotten that was ever your name.”

Buck nods in agreement.

“So how long were you Evan?” Hen asks curiously.

“Two years,” Buck says. “I met Chris when he was three. I worked on a chicken farm in El Paso and they bought eggs there. I babysat first, then met Eddie a year later when he was back from tour. We started co-parenting because Shannon was out of the picture and I offered to help.”

“And you two got married for Chris, you said. Why? I mean, it might provide a more stable home, but if you’d been co-parenting without it for a year already, why do it? It’s quite a big step,” Hen asks.

They all look at them curiously and Buck looks over at Eddie again, silently asking how much to share about the whole situation. Wordlessly, Eddie tells him to go ahead and just tell everyone. Eddie himself has never been the talker between them, so Buck happily takes the lead in explaining.

“Chris had to have surgery and that’s expensive, so the bills got too high. Eddie re-enlisting was the only way to keep our heads above water, but I didn’t have any legal basis to keep Chris. We were scared he’d get taken and placed with his grandparents,” Buck explains, not trying to go into too much detail about why they would not want that. “So, we looked into me adopting Chris and stepparent adoption was the quickest. We planned to get divorced, but just didn’t get around to it. We have a mortgage, you know. And private school is expensive.”

Everyone is sharing looks that Buck can’t full decipher, he looks over to Eddie, but he seems equally confused.

However, none of them say what those looks are about. Hen just nods as she gets it, saying: “Hence the marriage of convenience.”

“Uh-huh.” “Yup.”

“Daddy and papi,” Chinney shakes his head after he looks between them. “That’s gonna take a bit to get used to.”

“Thank you for sharing that with us,” Bobby says, putting a hand on both their shoulders. “You are two fine young men and I am proud of you both, even if I’m disappointed in you for lying. I know you can be professional, so just continue the way you’re doing and we’ll sort everything out come January. That sound good?”

“Yes, Cap.” “Thank you, Cap.”

“Alright,” Bobby gives them a satisfied nod.

Then the bell starts ringing and Buck groans. He’s still exhausted and he never did end up getting his nap. However, as he rushes to the rig with everyone, he does feel a little lighter than he did before. It feels good to not be lying and continuously live with the feeling of getting found out at any moment.

Still, he could have done without it being revealed the way it did. If he thought he wouldn’t live down the ‘eat your greens’ comment, he’s definitely never going to be able to live down the ‘go ask daddy’ moment.

At least inviting Maddie over for Christmas will be easier now…

A/N:

This is so fucking stupid, but it came to me and I just couldn’t help myself. It’s so funny to me and I just had to. Like, I love them <3

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woodchoc-magnum · 16 hours ago

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Chapters: 6/7 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Maddie Buckley, Howie "Chimney" Han, Bobby Nash, Athena Grant, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Karen Wilson, Ramon Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Helena Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Sophia Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Original Characters, Albert Han (9-1-1 TV), Carla Price Series: Part 29 of you can tell everybody this is your song Summary:

A series of flash forward fics, comprising scenes in the life of Buck and Eddie - as fathers of Christopher and twin girls, still surrounded by their extended family and friends, and making their way through life's ups and downs.

Chapter 6 is now up!

(yes, after a super long hiatus, I am finally posting the last ever Songs fics!)

#911fic #911 on abc #buddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #songs universe #911 fanfic #9-1-1 fanfiction #911 #9-1-1 #buddie fic #buck x eddie #author: woodchoc_magnum #woodchoc_magnum #woodchoc-magnum

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fanficmanic · 1 day ago

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One of the very few hard pills to swallow I've had with 9-1-1 is the way Eddie so easily allowed his parents to barge into his house and just take his son.

Some may argue that he was too emotional to put up a fight, because 1) the whole encounter with Kim, and 2) he knew he fucked up so he didn't want to upset Christopher more.

Well, this is the beauty of fanfic. You don't like something? You can write a fix-it!!

Here's an excerpt from a piece that I started on today. Hopefully, it won't take me long to finish it cause I'm not looking into making it a long one.

“Go to your room, Mijo. I need to talk with your grandparents.”

“But I want to go!” Christopher says, slamming one of his crutches on the floor.

“And I want to erase the last two days of my life, but we don’t always get what we want, do we?” Eddie says, his eyes narrowing at his son. “Go to your room, Christopher.”

“I hate you!” Christopher screams at Eddie, making Eddie close his eyes and take a deep breath.

“You’ll get over it.” Eddie calls after him, not saying another word until he heard the door slam behind Christopher.

Let me know what you think!

#911 abc #911 #911 on abc #eddie diaz #christopher diaz #this is how 7x10 would have ended if my mom was Eddie #911 fanfic #a bit late #but still a fix-it

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christmassavestheyear · 11 hours ago

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from the moment that we met, no doubt in my mind where you belong for @118dailydrabble day 2: family

After Tommy left, Buck ran. He ran from himself, from his feelings, for months; and then he ran right to New York, crash-landing on the couch at TK and Carlos’ new place. It wasn't the best plan; but he didn’t know how to exist there anymore, so he reverted back to what he did when he was younger; packed his Jeep and went wherever the road led him. And now he’s here, distractedly babysitting an energetic toddler and standing in an open doorway, staring down Henrietta Wilson. “I’m taking you home.” Hen says flatly. “Why?” Buck groans. “Because we’re your family, and this is ridiculous.” She narrows her eyes, stepping past him. “We’re leaving once TK gets back.”

on ao3.

#118dailydrabble #drabbles #911verse #911 #911onabc #911 on abc #911abc #911 show #911 fic #911 fanfic #bucktommy #tevan #firefly #firepilot #tommy kinard

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chimneyz · 5 hours ago

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To Think We Could Stay the Same

Words: 7,801 and Counting | 2 out of 15 Chapters

Evan 'Buck' Buckley/Tommy Kinard

post episode 8x06 | angst with happy ending | make up

It appeared Evan Buckley and Tommy Kinard stood outside the realm of space and time, nothing else mattered. Buck’s breathing hitched as his feet melted into the pavement below unable to move, his skin itched as he gazed at Tommy. He gulped down the anxiety filling his mouth but leaving it dry as the anxiety filled his stomach weighing him down. His eyes scanned Tommy, soaking up every bit of him. He looked like shit, good, as long as he looked like how Buck felt, good. Tommy’s hair curled more than its usual shaping, to Buck it wasn’t the clean cut he was accustomed to but disheveled, dark circles rested under Tommy’s eyes, a stubble hand grown in on his cheeks. Conflicting emotions stormed through Buck’s mind, he wanted Tommy to hurt as much as he did, it was only fair that way. But my God did it hurt to see Tommy this way. “Firefighter Buckley,” Tommy nodded as he passed, almost robotic, emotionless. Firefighter Buckley? Oh, that enraged Buck. Before his brain and logic could catch up, Buck turned toe, following Tommy closely behind. “ Firefighter Buckley? Is that all I get?” Buck snapped. Tommy didn’t turn to face him, only moving to the wreckage. “Hey!” Buck grabs his shoulder swinging him around, to actually look him in the eyes. Tommy couldn’t even give him that, focusing his eyes on Buck’s left shoulder instead. “I am talking to you Tommy!” “Buckley, this is not the time!” Lucy hissed. “I-It’s fine this won’t take long, go get the patient, I’ll be ready shortly.” Tommy worded carefully. Hesitantly, Lucy looks between the two of them then leaves to check on the patient getting details from Eddie about the man in the car. Luckily, Bobby was busy elsewhere working on a small fire in one of the cars that had been evacuated. Buck could feel the eyes of both Hen and Chimney passively watching as they assess some of the other less injured people at the ambulance. But Buck couldn’t care less that all of this between him and Tommy would be on display for the world to witness, he needed to get this off of his chest. “What the hell is wrong with you?” Buck sneered, “First you dump me after me telling you how I could actually see a future with you, you say it’s to protect yourself, which is bullshit. Then the first time we see each other after…. You act like there was nothing between us? You won’t even look me in the eye! Why? I want to know why Tommy!”

SUMMARY: The breakup was harder to deal with than they had expected, both Evan 'Buck' Buckley and Tommy Kinard now have to face the new chapter of their lives alone. It seems like the universe has other plans though.

(new chapter every friday)

#very excited about this fic i hope you enjoy #bucktommy #bucktommy fic #tevan fic #evan buckley #tommy kinard #911 #911 abc #911 fic #911 fanfic #mine

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actualalligator · 1 day ago

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Just share some Roo stuff. The world needs it. Please.

I know it's been months since you sent this, anon, and I'm sorry. I had to take a break, but I'm here now and want to share some Thanksgiving Fluff.

Eddie wakes up first. He never wakes up first. He basks in it, just getting to enjoy the warmth of sleep still trapped in the blankets and to be cozy without needing to do anything. It's nice. Their days off are always so busy these days, but today isn't.

Today is Thanksgiving. Because the flu has been tearing through the 118, they've only been running two shifts. Twelve on, twelve off. They haven't had a day off in eleven days, but that changes today, and they're going back to their usual schedule. A-shift drew the lucky straw and got it off.

Pepa was in charge of dinner and wouldn't let Buck help. She was very firm that they'd been working too hard and deserved the morning off. Buck was allowed to make two pies. He'd prepped the dough at the firehouse and put the pies together to bake as soon as they got home.

So there's nothing to do. Chris is at a sleepover with his cousins. They had nothing until dinner, which was at three, but they'd been forbidden from arriving before two.

Eddie turns his head to look at Buck. He looks so soft and peaceful in his sleep. He reaches out and carefully cupshis cheek, just gently stroking across it with his thumb. "Roo Baby," he says softly.

Buck lets out a soft sigh and nuzzles into Eddie's hand, but doesn't open his eyes. Eddie smiles.

"Baby boy, wake up," he murmurs.

First, a nose wrinkle, then one eye opens.

"Good morning," Eddie says.

"Morning, Daddy," Buck mumbles. He squirms closer to Eddie, wrapping his arm around his middle and hiding his face against his throat.

"You want to move to the couch? I'll make hot cocoa," Eddie offers. He slides his hand up the back of Buck's shirt and rubs his back. He presses a kiss over the top of the messy curls.

"Marshmallows?" Buck asks.

"Of course. As many as you'd like. We have minis."

Buck hums at first, considering it but then starts to pull back. "Fifteen."

"Deal. I'll go start it. You make a couch nest," Eddie said.

Buck's face split into a grin and he scrambles off the bed.

Eddie uses the bathroom before heading into the kitchen.

He makes his hot cocoa the way his abuela always made it for him, starting with milk on the stove. She would always keep a big bar of chocolate to chop up and add, but, thanks to Buck, Eddie always has a supply of chocolate chips in the cupboard. He adds those, a little bit of salt, and a couple of pinches of cinnamon and slowly whisks as everything comes together. He then transfers it into mugs, adds exactly fifteen marshmallows to each, and deposits the now empty pan into the sink.

Buck has truly transformed the couch into the perfect little nest with him in the heart of it wearing his oodie, and with Emily the cow tucked right there with him. The warmth of happiness spreads through him. He sets the mugs down on the side table and settles in with Buck, jostling him as little as possible before he reaches for the mugs and hands Buck's to him.

"Thank you, Daddy," Buck says softly, taking a sip. His eyes close, and he lets out a soft little groan of happiness. "You make the very best hot cocoa."

Eddie leans in and kisses his temple. "Thank you, baby." He takes a couple sips of his own, then reaches for the remote.

Buck settles against him. "What are we going to watch, Daddy?"

"I thought we'd watch the parade," Eddie replies He turns it on and scrolls through the guide until he finds the right channel. It is almost 8:30. "That sound okay?"

"Uh-huh," Buck says, fishing a gooey marshmallow from his cocoa. He stuck both it and his sticky fingers right in his mouth. Eddie was pretty sure he could put infomercials on right now, and Buck wouldn't mind. It made him feel fond.

Eddie sipped his hot cocoa as the parade started. One of his earliest memories was watching the parade with his dad. He was little. Maybe four. It was the last Thanksgiving as an only child and he and his dad had been shooed out of the kitchen by his mom and Abuela who'd arrived early to help with dinner. He'd sat snuggled up with his dad in the recliner watching the balloons and all the dancers and marching bands all culminating in an appearance from Santa himself!

It had been magical. And even the next year when Sophia had been only three months old and going through it with colic, they'd still managed to watch the parade. It was somewhat of a tradition after that. Eddie shared the magic with Sophia and then, even though their dad wasn't around for every Thanksgiving when Adriana was born, he'd shared it with her too.

He'd missed out on Christopher's first few Christmases, but they'd watched more than a few parades together over the years. After about ten, Chris didn't have much interest in it anymore, and Eddie's work schedule made it harder to watch together, so the tradition had almost died.

When Buck finishes his cocoa, he sets the cup on the table and snuggles up even closer to Eddie. "Oh, Daddy! Look at the dinosaur!"

Eddie wraps his arm around Buck. "Isn't that so cool? The balloons are very big in person. I'd love to see them in person someday."

"Me too," Buck says.

Eddie presses a kiss to Buck's forehead. "I used to watch this with my dad."

"Yeah?" Buck tilts his head back to look at him. "And with Chris too?"

Eddie nods. He combs his fingers through Buck's curls, pulling them back from his forehead. "But he doesn't really care about the parade anymore. And the last few years, we've been working on Thanksgiving anyway." He presses a kiss to his nose. "I'm glad I can share it with you."

Buck grins up at him. "I wanna watch the parade forever and ever with you, Daddy. If we work, we'll watch it at the firehouse." He bumps Eddie with his nose and kisses his jaw.

"I love you," Eddie says.

Buck smiles and kisses him again. "Love you."

They watch. They talk on and off, pointing out floats and balloons they love, but about two hours in, Buck sits up. "Daddy! Marshall!"

Marshall from Paw Patrol makes his way across the screen.

"Did you hear that? He's long as TWO New York Fire Department engines! That's so big, Daddy! Just one engine is long, but two?" Buck rocks slightly with his happiness, clapping his hands. "That's so cool!"

"That is really, really cool, Roo. I didn't know there was a Paw Patrol balloon," Eddie murmurs.

Buck settles back down when Marshall leaves the screen, but he continues to talk on and off about how cool it was for the next while. That seems to be the highlight of the parade for him because no other balloon is "as cool as Marshall though, Daddy."

"Daddy," Buck asks. It's almost noon. The parade is almost over.

"Yeah, Roo?" Eddie replies.

Buck shifts so he can look up at him. "Did that lady just say Santa was coming?"

Eddie smiled and nodded. "Yeah! Santa always ends the parade."

Buck thinks over that for a second before he nods. "It's probably a good day for it cos tomorrow starts Christmas season, and I bet he is really busy."

And his expression is so serious that Eddie almost laughs. He doesn't. He kisses Buck's forehead and nods. "You're right. He's got a lot to do the next month."

Buck nods and settles again. There are a few more cool performances, the hosts continuing to hype of Santa until finally he comes, led in by a giant reindeer balloon.

"Tiptoe is not as cute as Rudolph," Buck whispers, but Eddie can see his eyes widen as Santa comes on the screen, smiling and waving. He doesn't move until Santa has gone, and the parade has ended.

Buck rolls over onto his back, resting his hea in Eddie's lap and looking up at him. "That was really cool, Daddy," he says. "Santa is gonna come to our mall soon, right?"

"He is. We will have to go see him," Eddie says, brushing his fingers through Buck's hair. "Do you know what you're going to ask for?"

Buck shakes his head. "Have to think more. And write my letter."

"We have time, sweetheart," Eddie promises.

It is time for them to start getting ready. They both need to shower. There are few last-minute things still to do, but Eddie wants just a few more minutes of this. He leans down and kisses Buck's forehead. Yeah, they can take just a few more minutes.

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WIP Wednesday

“So, I have a confession,” Taylor says over dinner. “I may have actually known you were here and planned to run in to you?”

“How did you know I was here? Wait, why would you want to run in to me?”

“Albert let it slip.”

“Is he just hanging out with all my exes? What is happening?”

“Well, just the ones still currently in L.A. Tommy seems nice, by the way.”

“You’ve met Tommy?” Buck is flabbergasted.

“He came out with me and Albert the last time we went for drinks,” Taylor shrugged like it was no big deal.

“What is happening?” Buck moaned as he dropped his head into his hands again. “Am I dead again? Is this hell?”

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“I can’t imagine anything more painful than going through life alone. Except maybe one thing… going through death alone.”

Fanonwriter2023 on AO3

Where CANON and FANON collide!

New Buddie Multi-Chapter Fanfic - 8x6 "Confessions" through mid-season finale CODA or a "Fix it": “I can’t imagine anything more painful than going through life alone. Except maybe one thing… going through death alone.”

Chapter 6 is now available on AO3.

“I can’t imagine anything more painful than going through life alone. Except maybe one thing… going through death alone.”

Fic Summary: Eddie feels completely alone, he isolates himself and the weight of it causes him to slip into a deep depression. Once he accepts the fact that he’ll die alone, he has a decision to make regarding his life. Buck finally gets clarity about his relationship status and once he does, realization sets in and he becomes frustrated that he didn’t see it coming. Will they finally figure out they’re each other’s person before it’s too late?

Currently 6 of 10 chapters completed: 85.7K Words; Rated: Teens and Up Audiences

One chapter will be posted at a time.

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Here's a snippet from Chapter 6 of Buck and Eddie talking while they're sitting inside of a restaurant and their eating breakfast.

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Eddie uses his napkin to wipe his mouth and after he takes another sip of his coffee, he says, “Buck, I’m going to be honest with you and explain that this is not going to be easy because my mom is controlling and when she wants something, she nags and belittles people… including family members until she gets it. She tries everything to undermine the other person and the things she says will hurt. I said all of that to say… this fight to get Chris won’t be easy and if she proceeds with a custody battle it’s going to be bad.”

Buck doesn’t break eye contact with him because he’ll do whatever it takes to help Eddie get his son back. He knows Eddie’s a great dad because he’s witnessed it with his own two eyes and he knows how much Eddie loves his son.

“When I changed my will, I should have told you about it but I didn’t and there’s a reason but I’m not in a good enough headspace to get into that yet. Once this stuff with Chris is resolved and I’ve unpacked it all in therapy, we’ll discuss it but me naming you to be his legal guardian was the best decision I’ve ever made. It wasn’t fair for me not to tell you about it and for that I apologize but it’s like I said before, I know you’ll fight for him the same way I do and that’s what I want for him. This custody battle will be ruthless and we both saw what Hen and Mara went through to get their foster license back but this is different. Things are likely to get very messy really fast and I want you to know that I understand if you don’t want to go with me. So, before we leave here to go to the airport…” He trails off when Buck starts talking.

“Eddie?”

“I’m serious, Buck. I understand and I’ll pay for your airfare, so you won’t have to worry.”

How will Buck respond to Eddie's offer to pay for his airfare so he won't have to go to El Paso? 👀

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Chapter Summaries

Chapter 1 - Eddie’s avoiding conversations with everyone at the 118 to prevent having to talk about how lonely he feels. On the other hand, Buck excitedly prepares to spend a romantic weekend with his boyfriend only to learn something he should already know.

Chapter 2 - Eddie appears to be happy whenever he’s at work but the truth is he’s masking his high-functioning depression with smiles and laughter. After another call with Chris, he falls deeper into depression and for the second time since he’s been living in L.A., he considers risking it all because he has nothing to lose. Since Buck’s got clarity on his non-existent romantic relationship, his fear of being left behind resurfaces and it causes him to spiral and he thinks he’s lost everything. In his search for answers to his relationship problems, he starts asking the questions he should have asked years ago.

Chapter 3 - Both Buck and Eddie experience déjà vu numerous times over the course of three days and during those encounters, Buck’s reminded of his own definition of love while defining moments from Eddie’s past resurface and he finally forces himself to confront them.

Chapter 4 - As Eddie hits rock bottom, he has a difficult time trying to pull himself back up and Buck does what he always does, he never gives up.

Chapter 5 - Buck’s inside Eddie’s home and he’s standing right in front of him explaining he’s here to help. Eddie’s happy to see him and he’s finally ready to make several confessions about the things that have been happening and the way he’s been feeling.

Chapter 6 - As Buck and Eddie prepare to leave Los Angeles for El Paso, Eddie initiates another conversation with Buck regarding his will and before it ends, they’ll outline a parenting and legal guardianship plan that will prove they’ve been coparenting Chris for the last 7 years and the way they’ve been doing it is in Chris’ best interest.

Chapter 7 - Will be posted soon.

Chapter 8 - Will be posted soon.

Chapter 9 - Will be posted soon.

Chapter 10 - Will be posted soon.

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Read: chapters 1 - 6 are available on AO3.

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