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Ooh i gotta ask about the new projects

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And I gotta give answers!

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“We got… We go Cap, Hen, Chimney, Buck. We can’t just call you Eddie.” 

Eddie swallows tightly. He doesn’t know what to do. 

“Sorry,” he shrugs. “That’s the only name I answer to.” 

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The bad blood between them goes on for another shift. Eddie doesn’t know why. He tries to be nice. Really, he does. In Eddie’s opinion, he hasn’t said a thing warranting the angry, contemptuous looks Buck keeps throwing his way. This has got to be because… Because Buck is seeing something in Eddie he doesn’t like. Because he’s bigoted and… And hateful. 

“I know he’s being frosty,” Hen says one day, while Buck is off sulking, avoiding Eddie, who is sitting with her and Chimney. “But try to forgive him.”

“No offense, I know he’s your friend, but I have no reason to do that,” Eddie replies. “He’s kind of an ass.”

“See, that’s the thing,” Chim says. “He’s usually just a dumb ass. Not a mean bone in his body.”

Eddie seriously doubts that. 

“He’s had a hard year,” Hen says quietly. “A really hard year.”

Eddie raises an eyebrow. This year hasn’t been peachy for him either. You don’t see him being an asshole. 

“He almost drowned. We thought he did drown,” Hen says. “It… It changed him.”

“Drowned?” Eddie asks. 

Hen nods. “We were responding to a plane crash. Went into the water, right off the coast. Almost lost Bobby and Buck.”

Okay. Shit. That’s intense. 

“Wow,” Eddie exhales. “I’m sorry.”

He knows what it’s like to almost die. 

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“Holy fuck,” Buck whispers. 

“DADDY!” 

The voice is closer. There’s a sort of knock on the bedroom door, but it sounds more like a child slamming his palm against the wood. The door knob wiggles. 

“Eddie, what do we do?” Buck whispers urgently.

Eddie shrugs, helpless.

The door opens. 

A little face pokes through. The boy staring up at them with big, glittering brown eyes, tears in the corners, isn’t as young as in the photo. He’s maybe four or five. His hair is a bit longer. Buck feels completely frozen. He can see himself in this child’s face. The set of his lips. The shape of his chin. This is his child. His son. What the hell? What the hell is happening? 

“You woke me up,” the boy pouts. “You were shouting.”

Buck opens his mouth to answer but finds he cannot. His breathing starts to get shallow. He feels completely panicked. This is way more insane than he already thought it was. Whatever this is, it shouldn’t be possible. 

“Dads?” The boy asks again. “Why did you shout?”

Dads. Plural. His child. His child with Eddie. 

Buck makes a little choked noise.

“Hey,” Eddie interjects, walking around to step in front of Buck. “Hey, kiddo. It’s okay. We weren’t fighting.”

It’s his best soothing dad voice, summoned from right from the core of who he is. Because Eddie is just good like that. Wonderful. He knows what to do. Buck does not. 

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Typing this from the stadium waiting to see Taylor Swift.

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“Yeah,” Eddie sticks to his guns. “Yeah prejudice. I have been nothing but kind and professional. Friendly even. So if you have a problem with me, because of who I am, that’s not my fault.”

Buck pales.

“Oh…” Chim says behind them. “Oh, he-”

“Listen, man, I swear, this has nothing to do with your, uh… Your ethnicity!” Buck protests, frantic. “That's not me!”

Eddie frowns. “Wait…”

“Chim,” Buck looks at his friend, wide-eyed. “You know I’m not racist, right? I’m not! I don’t like Eddie for completely separate reasons!”

Oh Eddie has fucked up. Eddie has really fucked this up.

“I don’t, uh,” Eddie stammers. “I don’t think you’re racist.”

Buck’s eyes dart back and forth, like his brain is buffering.

“Uh, okay… Cause I-I’m not. I really… I’m sorry if I did something to make you think-“

“I didn’t,” Eddie shakes his head. “I never did. I made a mistake.”

Chimney sighs loudly.

“Then what prejudice do I have?” Buck asks, looking a mix of annoyed and desperate.

Fuck. Eddie has to figure this out, and quick. He can’t accuse him of being transphobic without outing himself. He’s not going to backtrack and say it’s because he’s Mexican. He… Well, there’s only one other option. A lesser outing.

“Some guys don’t like working with gay men,” Eddie blurts.

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Just got home from Jamaica but still have a few days of travel ahead of me so answers will still be slow!

Obligatory trip photo until I run out:

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It doesn’t take long for the intruders to hear it. The sound of a child laughing, coming from behind the back shed. The laughing tapers off into a quiet chatter as two of the three men go to check it out. Watching from the security cam room, Karen hits the joystick of a remote. 

The men look around, confused, when they can’t immediately see the source of the laughter. There is no child present for them to steal. They look at each other for a moment, then one points. The other follows his gesture to where a little RC car is slowly driving off with a kids recording microphone toy taped to it. 

They say something back and forth. Karen can’t hear. The cameras don’t pick up audio. She hopes they’ll take the bait. She hopes curiosity will proverbially prove fatal. 

She releases a hefty exhale when one of them - a big guy with uncomfortably sharp features - follows the RC car. They’re falling for it. And, judging by the apprehensive look on the other guy’s face, he knows they’re falling for something.  

The RC car picks up speed. Karen doesn’t want to be entirely obvious that she’s luring him towards a trap, but they are. Even if one seems to understand, the other still bumbles after the toy car. Karen carefully weaves it around the rocky landscape. She needs to get this just right.  They’ve only got one chance at two detonations. 

“So close!” Maddie exclaims, watching over Maddie’s shoulder. 

Karen can’t even reply. Her jaw is clenched with focus. This has to go according to plan. 

The second guy, the one who didn’t go after the car, calls the third intruder over to him. They both shout something at the first guy. Telling him to leave it, likely. He listens, to Karen’s disappointment. She holds her breath. 

“No!” Maddie cried. “He was right there.”

He was. He really was. Karen can’t give up now, though. She has to keep trying. 

She spins the car around and drives it right back towards the guy, Away from her ideal destination. She does a few frustrating, taunting circles around the man, then drives off full speed in the direction of one of the two planted bombs. A Hail Mary, or whatever they call it in sports. 

Luckily, she’s right about the sort of personalities she’s dealing with. The man, frustrated, chases after the RC car. He gets closer and closer. Karen stops the car right where it needs to be. 

“Oh, god,” Maddie frets. “I don’t know if I can watch.”

“You need to hit the detonator,” Karen reminds her gently. 

But as it turns out, she doesn’t. Neither of them do. 

The second guy steps off to the side to angle himself properly, raises his weapon, and sends a spray of ammunition at the car. The accuracy is low but the result is perfect. A shot hits the first planted bomb. 

The explosion is huge. Bigger than Karen even expected. There’s a low rumble in the library. The blast is like a thunder clap, even indoors. 

“Oh, my god!” Maddie cries out again.

Karen gasps with relief. 

The remaining two men are knocked off their feet as their friend is killed instantly. One clutches his ears and makes an agonized face. The other scrambles to his feet and stumbles over to the mangled, flaming remains.

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Completed Fic: treat an opportunity like it's treating you

Another prompt fulfilled for @911actions and I am especially proud of this one. As a service dog user and Golden Retriever enthusiast, this was a great piece for me to combine interests.

Summary:

After losing his leg as a result of the fire engine bombing, Buck is presented with the opportunity to have a service dog donated to him.

Snippet:

Cranberry retracts her head from his leg, scooches forward, and shoves her nose into his stomach. Not hard. Just like a firm little tap. She does it twice more in succession. 

“Wh-what’s she doing?” Buck asks.

“Cranberry is trained to respond to physical displays of anxiety,” Sam explains. “Things that might indicate an oncoming panic attack, or let you know you need to take a break.” 

Maddie stares very intently at the dog. 

“What was I doing?” Buck asks. 

“Your breathing got heavier,” Sam says. “You were chewing the inside of your cheek, too, I think. She’s been trained on both of those indicators, plus a few more.”

“What a smart girl,” Maddie observes. 

“What, uh, what would I do with that?” Buck asks Sam. 

He keeps stroking Cranberry’s head. He doesn’t want her to think that just because he doesn’t know how to properly act, she isn’t doing a great job. She’s kind of, like, the best dog ever? 

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Completed Fic: the best endeavor waiting

One more today!

Here's the sequel to my Service Dog User Buck fic - treat an opportunity like it's treating you

Summary:

When quarantine puts the 118 on the front lines of the pandemic, Eddie asks Buck and his service dog, Cranberry, to stay with Christopher.

Snippet:

“Buck, I need us to switch.” 

“Switch?” Buck echoes. 

“I need…” Eddie sighs. “Would you switch with me? Stay with Chris? And I’d stay at your place.” 

Buck is silent for a second. Floored. In all his internal griping about working from home and having to entertain his dog, how did he not consider what Eddie must be worrying about?

“I’m sorry,” Eddie adds when Buck doesn’t reply quickly. “I know it’s a lot to ask. It’s not your… You’re not his… But, Buck, I can’t get him sick. I can’t get him sick, and you’re the person I trust most to take care of him.” 

“Of course I will,” Buck blurts. “Sorry, I was just surprised. Yes, Eddie. Of course, whatever you need. Are you… You’re sure?”

“I’m sure,” Eddie replies. “I… I think if it was anyone else I wouldn’t be sure.”

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@epicbuddieficrecs @theotherbuckley @sevenweeksofunrepression @slowlyfoggydestiny @goldenbcnes

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New fic: we won't look back, we won't be lost

Pipe Baby fic at last! Since I am very close to being done, I am going to start posting a chapter every day.

Summary:

Over six years after the 118 rescued a baby from a pipe, Buck meets that same child again on a different call. And in all that time, she never found a home. OR: Buck adopts Pipe Baby while Eddie waits for Christopher to come home.

Snippet:

“So, you two are very generous, kindhearted people,” Buck leads off his conversation with Bobby and Athena at their temporary apartment. 

Bobby and Athena look at each other.

“Why does this feel like a trap?” Bobby asks. 

“Mhm, my thoughts exactly,” Athena opines.

“It’s not!” Buck insists. “It’s not at all.”

“What’s going on, Buck?” Bobby asks. 

“Do you remember that premature baby we rescued from a pipe?” Buck starts.

“Oh, I remember,” Athena raises an eyebrow.

Ha. Right.

“Well, about her…”

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Completed Fic: a cold world for such a long life

IT'S FINALLY HEEEEERE!!!!

Summary:

“Maybe I’ll fix things with my brother when you tell that best friend of yours you’re in love with him.” Eddie gapes. “What? I didn’t tell you that!” Charlie smirks. “But it’s true.” Fuck. “Well, that’s not fair…” Eddie scowls. “Plus, he has a boyfriend. There are different rules than for estranged brothers.” --- OR: Eddie befriends Bobby's estranged older brother in a virtual support group for queer adults struggling to come out. The only problem? He has no idea that's who Charlie is.

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Completed Fic: Advice For the Young At Heart

WOOHOO it's been 8800 years since I posted. Here's a @911actions prompt for @pomerqueen - ily Marissa!

Summary:

Buck and Bobby overhear big news about Eddie. Buck spirals. Bobby talks him through it.

Snippet:

“Maybe…” Buck scrambles for words. “Maybe I could go home sick?”

“Sick?” Bobby asks.

Buck nods. 

“Mhm. Yeah. Sick. I think I have…” Buck’s brain completely fails to supply a plausible illness. “Tetanus?”

“Tetanus?” Bobby parrots.

“Crap, no. That’s stupid,” Buck admits. “Stomach bug?”

“Buck,” Bobby says. “You’re panicking.”

“Am I?” Buck asks. 

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Completed Fic: Late Fines

Another prompt filled for @911actions - the long awaited library fic! This one took me longer than anticipated to write, but I'm pretty happy with how it turned out.

Summary:

Buck is a children's librarian at the branch closest to Eddie's house. When he gets himself involved in the lives of a cute kid and his handsome single dad, he gets a glimpse of what he wants in life. It might just take a few years to get it.

Snippet:

“Hi, Eddie,” Buck smiles at him as Eddie approaches the front desk with Christopher’s stack of books in hand. “How are things?”

“Okay,” Eddie sighs. “First, I’m impressed that you remember my name. Second, I know. Okay? I know this looks terrible. I am so sorry.”

“What looks terrible?” Buck asks. He wants to act like it’s really nothing of note. 

“The books are nine days overdue,” Eddie says. “I get it. Bad precedent when it’s our first time borrowing.”

“Oh, hey. It happens…”

“No! Look, I’m not a guy to make excuses. Really. But I’m working twenty-four hour shifts for the first time, and my Abuela usually watches him, but she broke her hip, and it’s just me, and…”

He seems one sentence away from cracking. 

“Eddie,” Buck says, firmly but kindly. “It’s really not a big deal. I’m going to waive the fines, okay?”

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New fic: we all assume the worst the best we can

Before I go on a business trip out of country... Here is another @911actions prompt! This one for the lovely @goldenbcnes

Summary:

When a rescue goes wrong, Buck and Bobby are trapped, while Eddie and Chim scramble to save them.

Snippet:

Eddie watches from the ambulance with horror as the unfinished house collapses. Something must have happened down in the garage because it all seems to fold inwards, beams and cement and wooden framing all crumpling down. On top of Buck and Bobby. 

“Oh, shit,” Chim curses.

“BUCK!” Eddie hollers, unable to restrain himself. “BUCK!”

He starts running towards the wreckage. Chim is right behind him. He thinks he hears other first responders on the scene following, too.

“BUCK!”

“Dispatch, this is Firefighter-Paramedic Howard Han with the 118,” he hears Chim start to say into his radio. “We’ve had additional building collapse. Two firefighters and one civilian are unaccounted for. We need more help.”

Eddie understands that what Chim is doing is the intelligent thing. The only thing. Because a house just collapsed on top of his husband and captain and he won’t be able to solve that himself. And still he falls to his knees in front of the collapse anyway, grabbing at pieces of rubble, shouting. 

“BUCK! BOBBY! BUCK!” 

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Completed Fic: A Little Wisdom

My first ever prompt fill for @badthingshappenbingo!!! Prompt: Toothache

Yes I am using Clipboard!Buck as my checkmark.

FANDOM: 9-1-1

RATING: Teen

Summary:

Christopher comes home from Texas and needs his wisdom teeth removed, which leads to a larger discussion on hurt and comfort and needs that Eddie doesn't see coming.

Snippet:

“What?” Chris asks, words muffled by the set of his extended jaw. “What’s wrong with me?”

“Your wisdom teeth are trying to come through,” Eddie says. He steps back from Chris and turns off the light. “But they’re impacted. Which just means they’re growing in against your other teeth and causing a lot of pain.”

“Oh,” Chris says. “What do I do?”

I, not we. Like he has to solve his problems himself now. He didn’t talk like that before this summer. 

“Well, you’ll probably need a surgery to remove them,” Eddie says. 

Christopher’s face twists with apprehension.

“It’s a little surgery,” Eddie assures him. “Nothing scary like you had in the past. Lots of people have to have it.”

Buck could probably rhyme off the exact percentage of people who need it.

To his surprise, Christopher starts to cry. His face goes even redder.

“Aren’t I too young for that?” He blubbers. ”I-I don’t want it!”

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Completed Fic: Sweet Talk

Another completed fic for @911actions this time for @pt-soulmate :)

Summary:

Eddie asks to crash at the loft while Christopher is gone, struggling to be on his own. Only problem? There's only one bed, and no couch.

Snippet:

“Of course you can stay here,” he says soothingly. “You can stay as long as you need.”

Eddie slumps forward, just a little. Leaning his weight against Buck. Good. Buck wants to take it. 

“Thanks,” he mumbles.

“Of course,” Buck says. “But, uh… You know we’ll be going quarantine-style, right?”

“What?” Eddie asks, pulling out of the hug. 

“I don’t have a couch, Eddie.”

“What?” Eddie asks. “Still?”

“You’ve been here! You know this!”

“I can’t keep track of your couches. What happened to the Natalia couch?”

The Natalia couch. Oh, Buck doesn’t love that their names are attached to partners. 

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Tagging:

@epicbuddieficrecs @theotherbuckley @sevenweeksofunrepression @slowlyfoggydestiny @goldenbcnes

@diazsdimples @exhuastedpigeon @aquamarineglitter @loserdiaz @steadfastsaturnsrings

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Completed Fic: Jeep Talking

Another prompt filled for @911actions!

And for those asking why it wasn't on my 'Make Me Write' list hahaha

Summary:

A ride in the backseat of Buck's Jeep with Buck and Eddie in the front gives Chim new perspective on his brother-in-law's strange dynamic with his so-called "best friend.' And Chim is sick of them being so oblivious.

Snippet:

It starts from the moment they get in the damned vehicle. 

Eddie takes a seat and freezes. 

“You changed my settings,” he accuses Buck.

“What?” Buck asks. 

“My seat settings. The seat is too far forward and reclined too far back.”

“Well, you weren’t the last person to sit in this seat,” Buck explains.

Eddie frowns. “I wasn’t? Someone else changed my settings?”

Chim holds back a sigh. If they could turn on the Jeep and get going, that would be great. 

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@diazsdimples @exhuastedpigeon @aquamarineglitter @loserdiaz @steadfastsaturnsrings

@your-catfish-friend @incorrect9-1-1 @hawaiianlove808 @babytrapperdiaz @watchyourbuck

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Completed Fic: Long Death

IT'S DONE! Final chapter out now!

Summary:

Buck wakes up in the aftermath of his disastrous encounter with Kim.

Snippet:

“Hey, Eddie,” Buck’s voice rasps through the speakers when Eddie answers, expecting his sister. 

“Buck,” Eddie nearly squeaks. His voice instantly cracking with emotion, like he’s a teen again. “You’re awake.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day?” Buck offers weakly. 

Eddie doesn’t find it funny. 

“How… How are you feeling?” He asks. He can’t sort out the intermingling tendrils of anger and worry and love. 

“Like ass,” Buck admits. “But I’m alive…"

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WIP Wednesday

Thank you @diazsdimples and @tizniz for the tags!

Here is a snippet of an upcoming one shot for a @911actions prompt, focusing on Christopher seeing his relationship to Buck echoed in Buck's relationship to Bobby.

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Buck knocks on Christopher’s bedroom door, then greets him with a big, tight hug. The kind that only Buck gives. 

“Hey, bud,” he says. “How was therapy?”

Chris shrugs. “Fine.”

“Your dad said he told you something pretty big?” Buck prompts, clearly unsatisfied with Christopher’s one word answer. 

Well, Christopher can keep the trend going. 

“Yep,” he replies. 

Buck raises an eyebrow. “And how are you feeling about that?”

Is he talking to Buck or Frank? Sheesh. 

“It doesn’t matter to me,” Christopher replies. “I’m not, like, a Republican just because I spent the summer in El Paso.”

Christopher watches Buck’s lips quirk, holding back a laugh. Just laugh, damn it. Chris knows he’s funny. 

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No pressure tagging @pantsaretherealheroes @jeeyuns @exhuastedpigeon @aroeddiediaz @theotherbuckley

@steadfastsaturnsrings @mangacat201 @daughterofscotland @madneywedding @bidisasterevankinard

@evanbegins @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @wildlife4life @buckleybabyblues @adarkermiserablecrow

@epicbuddieficrecs @fortheloveofbuddie @watchyourbuck @buddieswhvre @your-catfish-friend

@l0v3t0hat3y0u @lyricfulloflight @kwills91

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Completed Fic: i've seen a couple suns that set forever

My newest fic for @911actions is finished! OR, as you may know it from my WIP games: ❤️‍🩹

Summary:

Freshly home from Texas and faced with the prospect of his dad's feelings for Buck, Christopher's abandonment issues surface. A conversation with Bobby, and realizing the parallels between Buck's relationship with Bobby, and his relationship with Buck, gives Chris the perspective he needs.

Snippet:

“Hey, bud,” he says. “How was therapy?”

Chris shrugs. “Fine.”

“Your dad said he told you something pretty big?” Buck prompts, clearly unsatisfied with Christopher’s one word answer. 

Well, Christopher can keep the trend going. 

“Yep,” he replies. 

Buck raises an eyebrow. “And how are you feeling about that?”

Is he talking to Buck or Frank? Sheesh. 

“It doesn’t matter to me,” Christopher replies. “I’m not, like, a Republican��just because I spent the summer in El Paso.”

Christopher watches Buck’s lips quirk, holding back a laugh. Just laugh, damn it. Chris knows he’s funny. 

“Yeah, but you’re still allowed to have feelings, kid,” Buck replies instead.

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Tagging:

@epicbuddieficrecs @theotherbuckley @sevenweeksofunrepression @slowlyfoggydestiny @buckleybabyblues

@diazsdimples @exhuastedpigeon @aquamarineglitter @loserdiaz @steadfastsaturnsrings

@your-catfish-friend @incorrect9-1-1 @hawaiianlove808 @babytrapperdiaz @watchyourbuck

@lyricfulloflight @tizniz @aroeddiediaz @estheticpotaeto

@buddieswhvre @l0v3t0hat3y0u @mage8

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