#911 Fox

[hurtingbuck]

Just let me know what you would call this thing between us

[lover-of-mine]

Buddie Countdown to Season 8b:

76 days.

[neptune-scythe]

i've actually been losing my mind for freaking ✨months✨ thinking about Buck going to Eddie's house after he got shot and the way his hair is wet when he talks to christopher and he has different clothes on

which means

Buck used Eddie's shower

like i'm just picturing him freaking tf out and he goes to Eddie's house and he's still got Eddie's blood on him and he can't talk to Chris like that so he's gotta wash it off so he gets in Eddie's shower, but then he freaks out because Eddie's blood might be the last piece of him he'll ever have, Eddie could be dead right then and there and Buck would have nothing left of him, but here he is in Eddie's shower with Eddie's shampoo and body wash, so he uses them, just for the familiar scent of Eddie Diaz, to feel close to him.

and he probably just sits there in the shower floor and cries into Eddie's shampoo suds, and then he gets out and all he has is the bloody clothes he came in, so naturally he just grabs some of Eddie's and puts them on and it makes him feel just the tiniest bit better because at least he's in the comforting familiarity of Eddie's house with the comforting familiarity of Eddie's clothes

[4utubing]

Seriously…

I can’t stand the idea of someone pulling their hand back and striking another.

Didn’t like it in this episode, when the Asian guy’s sister (who let himself fall from the rollercoaster) slapped Buck—for no reason.

And I developed a deep dislike for Chim, after he hit Buck—and it has not gone away—and poor Buck because when Buck found out Chim knew about Daniel, did he lay even a finger on Chim? NO, he didn’t. Shame, they had to ruin the Chim character for me.

😡

I don’t GAF how grief-stricken a person is—people need to keep their fucking hands to themselves.

OLIVER STARK as EVAN BUCKLEY 9-1-1 1x02 - "LET GO"

[dragonpyre]

[ryliversbuddie]

I just love the way they bicker like a married couple. You know a ship is good when they have a divorce arc without even being married.

[buckley-diaztruther]

another tangent sorry

i think sometimes it bothers me, the idea that you HAVE to date around and experiment when you find out your queer before you can settle down. or that if you do settle down right away, you're missing out. not because I think people shouldn't explore if they want to, they absolutely should. i just don't see why you can't find out your queer via your love/attraction to a single person and be allowed to just. be with that person.

especially because buck is bisexual and has dated and explored for years - yes with women, but it's enough for buck a lot of the good and bad of relationships and be allowed to finally just. settle down with his forever person.

and for eddie, who so many of us headcanon as demisexual, it feels especially frustrating to hear people say that he can't realize that thru his feelings for buck, that it'd be making his sexuality 'about' buck which is just blatantly false. what does that even mean, for your sexuality to be 'about' someone???? like that I think is entirely a flaw of the observer and generally a cishet behavior because I've met so many queer people who fall in love and marry their first partner and are happy and fulfilled and them being queer isn't erased by that or ABOUT that any more than bucks bisexuality would be about or erased by dating a woman for the rest of his life.

for the sake of nuance I will say that I do believe a lot of the people calling for the chance for eddie and/or buck to explore and date more are wanting to see this for more genuine reasons, like wanting to see similar stories to themselves and their own discovery and no one is wrong for wanting that. I think my frustration comes from seeing some folks say that buck and/or eddie HAVE to experiment more before theyre allowed to be together

tldr yes buck and eddie can date and explore their sexualities more before getting together but i wish folks would stop saying they HAVE to bc imo it just shows a blatant misunderstanding of what it means to be queer, especially in relation to bisexuality and demisexuality

[laincorrectquotes]

Chimney: Why did you kidnap Eddie !?!?!

Buck : Ah- um- well- the reason for that is, uhh... i

Hen : Sometimes, we must work together towards a common goal.

Chimney: NOT TO KIDNAP PEOPLE!

[igotbackpainx]

wanted to post my Eddie Diaz model here but i don’t know how tumblr works

[mischiefbuckley]

it’s the fact that they had eddie talking about curanderas and novelas yet where’s the vicks vaporub mention 😭

[georgies-ftts]

the ever growing desire to write angsty buddie fanfic is far too strong but the absolute gut-wrenching fear of 9-1-1 twitter publicly ripping it to shit with no remorse is much much stronger

[hurtingbuck]

[lover-of-mine]

Buddie Countdown to Season 8b:

75 days.

[neptune-scythe]

I had this sick ass theory that Eddie gave Buck his couch when he moved into the loft because they are EXTREMELY similar

but alas I am too good at my research and I proved that to be incorrect

it's cannon to me tho

why else would Eddie get a new couch in season 3 the same time Buck gets one

and besides the show has done far weirder things with canon than that

and ya know

couch theory and all that jazz

[everythingbuckley]

He went from not knowing how had to hold him and afraid to hurt him to the opposite

[fire-hose]

Christmas Colds

no warnings other than buck and eddie

being dorks

Christmas was always Christopher's favorite holiday, they'd go all out with decorations since Eddie could remember. But now that Chris was in El Paso, he thought decorating was useless, just one more thing for him to worry about. Naturally he talked to Buck about it, what did he not talk to Buck about.

Buck reacted the exact opposite of how Eddie expected. He expected Buck to get sad for a moment, since he loved seeing what Eddie and Chris did to the house.

Eddie sat on his couch, beer in hand, Buck right next to him. The TV was on, playing an old telenovela that Eddie and Chris used to watch together all the time. Chris wouldn't stop talking about it when he still lived in LA, only now did Buck have the time to sit down and watch it with Eddie.

Buck's lips pursed against his beer bottle, a frown when he finished drinking "You're seriously not going to decorate this year?" Eddie huffed, setting his beer onto the coffee table "I told you, Chris isn't here and it'll just be a hassle to put up and clean" The dirty blonde hated that. Why did Eddie have to be deprived of Christmas spirit because his son was gone? Or simply because it was a bit of a struggle to put lights and a tree up? He wasn't giving up.

The next day while Bobby made lunch for the 118 the topic of Christmas was brought up again. "I have no idea what Mara wants for Christmas this year, we already have most of Denny's gifts. Mara says it's enough that she's here and Santa doesn't need to get her anything" Hen sighed, pushing her glasses up her head to rub her face. "Sure must be lucky to not have to get your own kids Christmas gifts, Buckaroo" Chim teased. He knew that at least half the gifts for Jee-Yun came from Buck, despite his and Maddie's refusal.

"Does Chris want anything sent to him in El Paso?" The 118 turned to Eddie after Chim's question. The brunette just shrugged, to which Buck decided to butt in. "You guys know how Eddie normally goes all out for Christmas? Well he decided not to this year since Chris isn't here. How dumb is that!"

The team just stared at Buck, Hen chiming in "If my kids weren't here, I wouldn't either. It's too much stress to put it all up, then take it down and back in the attic" Bobby placed the lasagna at the table, salad in the other hand "Athena is big on Christmas so we decorate every year regardless" Buck's 'broody pout' was on his face "Not that you can this year"

Buck spent the entire shift trying to convince Eddie to decorate, saying he would help put the decorations away after Christmas, but he wouldn't budge. Without his son, Christmas wasn't the same for Eddie. Just another day with old memories.

Eddie had a 24-hour shift that Saturday, and that gave Buck enough time to decorate. Only problem was, he had the same shift. He couldn't just call off, Bobby knew Buck's fake sick voice from his real sick voice. He was dedicated. Eddie's house was getting decorated that Saturday.

The LA winters were almost never harsh, a decent mid 50° F (10° C) and the wind was never too bad. So Buck ruled out standing outside in the cold for long periods of time to get sick. His next idea was rain. But that was also ruled out, there was no chance of rain the next few days. He ran out of ideas, so now he needed an improvise.

He came up with the idea of hosing himself in the cold, then taking a cold shower, and sleeping with minimal clothes on. It was fool proof to him. Only he didn't have a hose. So he called Maddie, she had a hose, and would normally go with his bullshit ideas.

"Maddie, my favorite sister, dear Maddie" Buck spoke once she answered the phone. Her sigh could be heard through the phone "You're either high or have a horrible plan that you'll regret and blame me for allowing it" She knew him too well.

"Evan Buckley. That might just be your worst plan ever" Maddie scolded him like a mother after he told her his idea. “And our hose broke at the end of summer when Jee was playing in the yard!” Chim yelled from the background. Of course he heard. When were those two not together?

Now Buck needed a different plan, he needed to get out of work that weekend to decorate Eddie’s house.

When he got home from his shift he started a cold shower, kicking off his sweaty clothes. He stepped into the shower, the water surprising him. He took one of the fastest shower of his life, just trying to get out of the cold water. He put on boxers and walked out on his balcony. He wanted nothing more than to rush inside under a blanket but he was going to stay outside till he was dry.

After about half an hour he stepped back inside, climbing up his loft stairs and plopping down on his bed. He almost instantly fell asleep.

The next morning he was disappointed when he wasn’t coughing, sneezing and his throat wasn’t in pain. He got ready for work like he didn’t just try to do something so idiotic. Maybe it was a sign from the universe, not that Eddie believed in it, but maybe somehow he manipulated the universe so he wouldn’t have a decorated house.

Buck was getting ahead of himself, maybe he wasn’t just trying hard enough. That was it. Probably..

When he got to the station he saw Eddie in the locker room, and he decided one last shot wouldn’t kill him. He started walking but Chimney stood in front of him “No more bothering that poor man about Christmas lights and a tree. Can’t you decorate your own place” Buck already did, it’s just not the same as Eddie’s house.

Chimney wasn’t giving up, not letting Buck go to the lockers till Eddie left. Then he just went back up to make lunch with Bobby.

Buck spent the whole shift trying to ask Eddie to decorate, but Chimney was always right there and more than willing to punch Buck (as they’ve learned when Maddie ran away). So he had to go home and figure out what to do so he could get the weekend off.

When the blonde got home he kicked off his shoes, exhausted he just climbed the steps of his loft, crashing against the soft blankets Maddie bought him.

Buck didn’t remember falling asleep till he woke up with this horrible itch in his throat. He got up and drank some water, it was still dark out. He read the time on the oven, 4:19AM. He grumbled and grabbed his phone, ringing Bobby.

“Buck?”

“Sorry did I wake you and Athena?”

“Don’t worry kid, why are you calling so early”

“I’m not gonna come in for work today, I’ve got an itchy throat”

“You head back to bed Buck, someone can cover for you”

When they hung up he put the glass of water in his sink, climbing back up to his bed. The shift started at noon. He had the perfect opportunity. At the cost of his health, but a week of a few coughs and sneezes was worth it.

After Buck got more sleep than what he expected, 7am. Sunday. His body wanting to stay in the bed, but he knew he needed to get this done within these next few hours. He climbed out of his bed, dragging his feet down the steps and sliding his shoes back on. He didn’t bother changing from the clothes he was in the night before, he knew Eddie wouldn’t mind if he happened to come home early.

Buck slid on his jacket, walking out his apartment and starting his Jeep, making his way to Eddie’s house. Once he arrived he unlocked the door with his spare key, closing it and locking it behind him. He walked to the hallway and opened the attic, bringing down the Christmas decorations.

He coughed as the dust rose, covering his face with his shirt. He brought them all down to the living room. Next he had to bring down the tree.

After an hour and a half of struggling, and debating on calling Maddie to bring the 118 too many times, he got the tree down and up.

Buck thought about making garland, keyword thought. He decided to just use tinsel, he wasn’t going to miss any more sleep over this.

After almost two hours, the ornaments were up on the tree. The blonde was exhausted, starting to really regret the sick idea. Buck rummaged through boxes, finding stockings. One with an E, the other a C. He smiled as he hung them up on the fireplace.

Buck spent the last few hours just perfecting everything, wanting to do the lights last. Finally around 11, he started to unravel them. Only God knows how he could’ve gotten so badly tangled in the lights, he just sat on Eddie’s couch, admitting defeat.

When he heard the sound of Eddie’s keys unlocking the front door he panicked, just sitting on the couch, waiting to get scolded by Eddie.

When Eddie walked in, facing the Christmas decorations, he just stood there. Most definitely confused. That was till he saw Buck, tangled in the lights on his couch “Buckley, I told you I didn’t want it decorated”

He walked up to the blonde “Cap said you were sick, did you fake sick to do this?” Buck wish he did, but he decided the real thing was best “I may have purposely gotten sick” Eddie shook his head with a soft laugh, carefully unraveling the lights from Buck.

Bucks cheeks were warm, sweat slowly dripping from his forehead. Eddie wasn’t letting it go unnoticed, but his first priority was to get him out the lights.

When he finally got Buck untangled, he helped him up and to his room “Chris is gonna love the house when he sees it, but he will most definitely not love you being sick on purpose” Eddie walked to the bathroom, running cold water on a washcloth, waking back and putting it against Buck’s forehead “If I get sick you’re covering my shift”

Buck softly laughed and nodded, lying on Eddie’s bed, the blanket over him “I’ll cover your shift Eds” The brunette smiled, turning on the fan of his room.

After Eddie got himself some dinner and ate he made his way back to his room where Buck was asleep. He laid on the other side of the bed, a hesitant hand going up to Buck’s loose curls.

He pushed them back, not seeing the other man’s eyes open slowly. Eddie had a smile as he ran his fingers through Bucks hair. “Did Chris like it?” Eddie looked down and nodded “He loved it, he loves anything his Buck does. You might’ve convinced him to come back”

Buck smiled and closed his eyes again “That’s good, I worked my ass off for him” Eddies hand slightly shook, he never felt so hung up about Buck, sure he had a few thoughts about him on occasion but who didn’t? It was god damn Evan ‘Buck’ Buckley, six foot, super strong, great with kids, he was amazing.

Eddie’s hand froze, and Buck noticed, opening his eyes as he spoke “Ed-“ He was cut off by lips against his, an awkward kiss. Eddie pulled away after a second. “Shit sorry Buck, I don’t know what came over me” He pulled his face away, keeping his distance.

Till Buck pulled him back for a kiss, eyes closed with a smile. The kiss was just as awkward, but they were both just as into it. When the two finally separated for air, Eddie spoke “If I get sick I’m kicking your ass Buckley”