#evan is not a buckly

[maryhadalotofshows]

Chapter 4:Unravelling the Mystery

Jake could feel their eyes on him. It felt as if they were all trying to look for answers. Taking a deep breath, he looked at Lexi one more time. Breathing out, he lifted his head, locking eyes with Ice before he began to speak.

 

"I was on leave three months ago. I went home to see my friends, only to find that something strange was happening. The townspeople were disappearing. You see, I'm naturally nosy, and I couldn't resist the urge to investigate these mysterious disappearances. What I discovered was that they all had one thing in common: they had visited Bobby's Saloon. So, one fateful Friday night, I decided to pay it a visit..."

THREE MONTHS AGO

 

Jake Seresin approached Bobby's saloon. It was strategically situated on the outskirts of town, where the last vestiges of untamed nature still held sway.

 

The facade of the building paid homage to a bygone era, a time immortalized in pop culture and history books. The dark wood cladding, worn and aged saloon doors, and an atmosphere that hinted at lurking dangers in the wilderness all combined to transport you back to the wild west. The illusion, however, was shattered by the presence of modern automobiles, a jarring contrast to the otherwise carefully maintained ambiance. The moment you crossed the threshold, the past came alive, undisturbed by the march of progress. Lanterns cast warm, flickering light that painted moving silhouettes on the walls. An expertly preserved piano sat nestled in the corner, its keys expertly tinkered with by a silent pianist who played melancholic tunes from a forgotten era. The tables, scarred and stained with history, bore silent witness to countless tales. The staff and patrons alike were dressed in period-appropriate attire, making Jake feel like he'd stepped into a time warp.

 

As Jake settled onto one of the well-worn barstools, he couldn't help but marvel at the craftsmanship of the saloon. The scent of aged wood mingled with the faint aroma of cigar smoke, drawing him deeper into the past. Lantern light danced upon the walls, creating elongated shadows that seemed to whisper secrets of the wild west.

 

Bobby, the bartender and owner, regarded Jake with a curious glint in his eye. His attire, a vest, and shirt straight out of history, added an authentic touch to the establishment. "Welcome to my saloon. How can we help you this evening? I have not seen you here before. Are you new to the area?"

 

Jake, choosing his words carefully, replied, "No, I'm not new to the area. Unfortunately, I've been away for work." He kept his tone intentionally vague, maintaining a protective barrier between his personal life and this enigmatic proprietor. "I just got back into town a while ago, after travelling for the past five years."

 

Bobby's gaze held a flicker of interest, though Jake couldn't quite decipher whether it was genuine curiosity or something more inscrutable. "Five years is a long time to be away," Bobby mused, polishing a glass with well-practised motions. "There must be quite a story behind that."

 

Jake offered a faint smile, though his eyes remained guarded. "Yes, it's been quite the journey," he admitted, his mind already working on an excuse to leave the saloon before too long. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss, an underlying tension that hung in the air. As the sombre tunes from the piano man filled the room, Jake's senses were on high alert. Maybe it was a mistake to investigate without telling anyone. He considered abandoning his "mission." He couldn't do that guilt wouldn't allow, especially after what happened to his wingman, a tragedy that had resulted in his first kill.

[military-newsboys]

Eddie: I’ve only slept nine hours over the past four days, so I’m right on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Eddie: [Bites into his phone] Eddie: ... This isn’t a bagel.

[luminiciant]

118

[wannabees8]

Buck was read for filth by his ex boyfriend and sister back to back

Give that man a break, he needs 3-5 business days to process things like that

[circular-8]

I still can't quite believe that I spent years watching people reblog gifs of Buck and Eddie and I was still unprepared for the fact that Buck's first reaction to meeting Eddie was essentially "oh no, he's hot (derogatory)"

[stopthatfool]

every time someone on twitter calls buck buckley a dom/brat tamer 10 angels fall from heaven with their grace completely stripped and 10 puppies die

[m1dv1ght]

*911 Spoiler*

Bobby dead, no buddie cannon, tonka the toy truck was in the episode, still no eddie. what the fuck.

[gffa]

9-1-1 | s3e05 - "Rage"

#SO YOU HEARD ABOUT BI!EVAN BUCKLEY ON 911 #AND WERE CONSIDERING MAYBE CHECKING OUT THE SHOW #LET ME HELP YOU WITH THAT #BECAUSE THIS SCENE IS THE HEART OF WHAT THE SHOW IS #JUST BONKERS RIDICULOUS FROM ONE WALL TO THE OTHER #DONE BY PEOPLE WHO ARE MASTERS AT COMEDIC TIMING #ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW IS THAT THEY'RE MAD AT BUCK FOR SUING THE DEPARTMENT FOR TRYING TO GET HIS JOB BACK #THAT HE HADN'T EVEN LOST YET!!! #HE JUST WAS ON FORCED MEDICAL LEAVE BECAUSE HE WAS ON BLOOD THINNERS!!! #BUT HE COULDN'T STAND THE WAIT SO HE SUED THEM!! #AND YOU CAN'T STAY MAD AT HIM BECAUSE HE JUST WANTS TO COME HOME!!! #HE LOVES YOU GUYS SO MUCH!!! #JUST ABSOLUTE PUPPY DOG ENERGY #I WAS ON THE FLOOR IN THIS SCENE BECAUSE YEAH THAT SHIP YOU HEARD ABOUT BEING WILDLY POPULAR #OF COURSE IT'S THE DUDE WHO'S LIKE 'I COULDN'T EVEN CALL YOU TO GET ME OUT OF JAIL' #AND YEAH NOBODY KNEW ABOUT THAT YET SO JUST #DUMBASSES FROM WALL TO WALL #ALL WHILE THE ACCIDENT IN THE BACKGROUND IS GOING ON #JUST CHEF'S KISS OF BATSHIT BANANAPANTS RIDICULOUSNESS #PLEASE JOIN ME IN WATCHING THIS SHOW NOT JUST FOR BUCK KISSING A DUDE EVENTUALLY #BUT BECAUSE THE SHOW IS GENUINELY FUN

[nether-moth]

Bucktommy

[maryhadalotofshows]

Chapter one: The Texas Gambit

Jake Seresin's eyes slowly fluttered open, greeted by the familiar surroundings of the Hard Deck. The other members of Dagger Squad were clustered around the pool table, their laughter and banter filling the air. But something was different, a subtle shift that he couldn't quite place. As he approached the bar, a rush of memories flooded his mind, the déjà vu as he realised that this was just before that dreaded mission. The mission that had changed everything.

Maybe, just maybe, this time he could fix a couple of events. The weight of the past rested heavily on his shoulders, a constant reminder of what went wrong, of the lives almost lost and the mistakes made. At the back of his mind, those haunting words from Chuck kept ringing like an echo, refusing to be ignored.

But he had made up his mind. He wouldn't let those words stop him, even though a part of him still feared the consequences. The echo persisted, lurking in the corners of his thoughts, an uninvited companion that whispered doubts into his ears.

His gaze settled on Pops, the crazy pilot and his father figure. Jake's first change would be to save Pops a boatload of money. The only downside to this whole mess was that all the effort he had put into building relationships was back at square one. Maverick, the once fatherly figure in his life, didn't fulfil that role anymore. Nevertheless, Jake was determined.

He walked over to where Maverick, Pops to Jake, was just about to place his phone on the bar when Jake swiftly grabbed the phone, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Well, Pops, I just saved you some money. You never place your phone on a ladies’ bar,” Jake said, his words catching both Maverick's and Penny's attention.

“Lt. Seresin, you just ruined my fun. I was hoping to have a few of your colleagues though him out of my bar,” Penny chimed in, a playful grin on her face.

“Well, milady, I suppose I've broken one of your rules then. You have my apologies. Allow me to introduce myself properly. Jake Seresin, at your service, a lonely cowboy from Texas,” he said with a slight bow, his tone light yet genuine and somehow still flirty.

Penny chuckled, raising an amused eyebrow. “A cowboy, huh? I'll have to see some evidence of those Texan roots, Jake.”

Jake glanced around the bar, his eyes lingering on the old jukebox. An idea began to form, a way to bridge the gap that had been created by his decision to alter the past. "How about a little wager, Penny? A dance-off. If I win, you don't throw me out. If you win, I'll do something for you within reason, of course."

Penny's eyes sparkled with intrigue. "A dance-off? You're on, cowboy."

As the county music began to play from the jukebox, Jake and Penny found themselves in the midst of a friendly competition, their laughter and movements filling the room. For a fleeting moment, the weight of Jake's mission and the echoes of doubt faded into the background, replaced by the simple joy of the present.

And as the night wore on, amidst laughter, dancing, and camaraderie, Jake couldn't help but hope that maybe, just maybe, by rewriting a few moments, he could steer the course of destiny in a better direction. 

Even if it left the Daggers to be confused with his sudden change in behaviour. At least this time around he is off to a better start with both Pops and Penny. 

[military-newsboys]

Bobby: I don’t know why you have an issue with this. Hen was happy to comply. Buck: So, what? Now I’m just supposed to do anything that Hen does? I mean, what if she jumped off a cliff? Bobby: If Hen were to jump off a cliff, she would’ve done her due diligence regarding the height of the cliff, the depth of the water, and the angle of entry. So yes, if you see Hen jump off a cliff, by all means, jump off a cliff. Buck, frustrated: You jump off a cliff! Bobby: Gladly. Provided Hen does first.

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Feelin' Good (Could be Better) by donationwayne

10/10 | Not Rated | 24,628

The Buckley parents come to town, turning Buck's already shaky mental status from precarious to worse. Despite avoiding a dreaded dinner at all costs, Buck consents to join Maddie, Chimney, and his parents for dinner. Buck is super fine thanks for asking, he'll just bake about it. And think about kissing Eddie, obviously. Secrets are revealed, leaving the 118 reeling.

Tags: eventual buddie | Evan "Buck" Buckley Whump | POV Evan "Buck" Buckley | Athena Grant and Bobby Nash are Evan "Buck" Buckley and Maddie Buckley's Parents | angsty!buck | Whump!Buck | join me in delving into evan buckley's parental trauma | Bobby Nash Acting as Evan "Buck" Buckley's Parental Figure | Athena Grant is Evan "Buck" Buckley's Parent | margaret buckley is her own warning | i am a buckley parent hater | angst with intermittent fluff | towards the end there is a fun buck and karen bestism moment | buckley family reunion fic | Protective Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) | Christopher Diaz is a National Treasure | Christopher Diaz Has Two Dads | Margaret Buckley and Phillip Buckley Bashing | Bad Parent Margaret Buckley | strap in basically | Mutual Pining | Angst with a Happy Ending | Evan "Buck" Buckley Stress Bakes

[vodakstr8tnogay]

Buck’s autism is genetic and he got it from his pa-pa, Robert Nash

[my-brain-soup]

That scene of Buck moving the couch around just to end with it in the same position eddie had it (and a parallel shot of buck sitting down at it like when he first found out eddie was planning to move) is going to be playing in my head for at least a week

[wednesdays-buck]

anyone have any pre-relationship buddie fic recs where eddie (knowingly or subconsciously) refers to buck as chris' dad/parent ? or refers to chris as "our son" to buck ?

if so please leave a link! I live for this shit

[jilanartspace]

Eddie no mustache ver 😌

Which one you like more? 💖