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[inell]

inell, who are some of your favorite drama free 911/buddie blogs? i am easing back into this fandom after 4 years and holy shit, i don't recognize the place... so we're starting fresh and i trust you 🖤😂

Hey Nonnie! Welcome back to Buddie! 💜 I joined right before Bi-Buck happened, and I was lurking for a couple of weeks before I finally started to really get into the fandom, so I’ve seen it change in so many ways (unfortunately, a lot of negative ways with ship wars and anon hate and folks looking for reasons to be miserable/unhappy/wanky).

I try my best to keep my dash drama free, especially since I have some friends who multiship, and I want them to feel able to scroll my dash without seeing random hate. I filter liberally, and I also block when necessary. Of course, I’ve also been in fandoms longer than some folks around here have been alive, so I’m just too old for drama. I’ve got bills to pay, and fandom is my happy space! Besides, I also know that a few toxic folks don’t represent an entire fandom, so I try to be considerate. That being said, I’m not a fan of LFJ at all, and I tend to see Tommy as a character intended for specific plot reasons in the main characters’ stories.

I generally reblog from folks I follow, so I’d think any of those folks are drama free (in my opinion). I’ll give you some people off the top of my head, but I know there’ll be people I forget! There’s also recently been a lot of name changes, so I may miss someone. You’re also welcome to message me if you ever have any concerns!

@exhuastedpigeon got me into 911, and Han is very anti drama on the dash.

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[hippolotamus]

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Hello, dearest inell! Thanks for your patience 💞

“Evan Buckley,” Eddie says before Buck can say a word. His lips curve up in a half grin as he extends his hand. “Heard a lot about you.” What the hell is that supposed to mean? Buck won't deny that he has a somewhat… rich history. One that he prefers to keep buried in the past where it belongs. Unfortunately that doesn’t mean everyone else does. Is that what Eddie’s getting at? Because if he’s here to rub Buck’s previous fuck ups in his face, and gloat about his own perfect existence, well, this is going to be one agonizingly long project.

@diazsdimples

[prima-after-dawn]

so Etsy has charms called sent/inel and it's just a keychain of him split in half and it's barely holding together

I’ve seen that!! I wanna buy one so bad but I’m tryna save rn 😭

[diazsdimples]

💌

Hey Inell!

I love how you're so committed to writing! I truly don't know if anyone could have written as many fics as you have without that kind of commitment and also the ability to finish something you're working on (a skill I truly am envious of). Keep writing!!

Mutuals send me a heart and I'll tell you what I think of you!

[dangerpronebuddie]

Madney or Henren

Abby/Buck or Taylor/Buck

Shannon/Eddie or Ana/Eddie

Buddie or Bathena

Buck & Hen BFF or Chim & Eddie BFF

Madney or Henren

Abby/ Buck or Taylor/ Buck

😬😬😬. To borrow from my darling Ryan, Abby can kick rocks. She was the WORST. I know she changed Buck, but she used him and abandoned him. (I could go on for ages). Taylor had an intensity that could've worked with Buck's if she matched his freak. She was mean, I'll always hate her, but Buck got to decide to end that relationship. There was the Jonah thing that lead to it, but there was no uncertainty, and we got Buck's definition of love out of the deal (one of my favorite quotes btw).

Shannon/ Eddie or Ana/ Eddie

Shannon and Eddie hands down. I could never hate her. Bad circumstances and the fact they were both runners lead to the relationship dissolving, but the love was there. I honestly miss her. I wish she had lived and they had got divorced. She could've been a really fun recurring character (and she and Buck would've been friends, I know it).

Buddie or Bathena

BUDDIE. I love the parallels between them but I have never seen a love story like buddie. (And tbh bathenas s7 arc was... eh).

Buck & Hen BFF or Eddie & Chim BFF

Eddie and Chim. Their friendship is so underrated and though they get on each other's nerves a lot it's never serious. Even their bickering in Jinx was great. I want to see more of their relationship, specifically, I want Chim to uno reverse Eddie with "if you love her, tell her."

Ask me "this or that?"

[elvensorceress]

saturday snippet of longing and pining and being completely unaware of your own feelings! (feelings are hard, okay)

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more of this 🥰

"I don’t know how anyone could not want you.”

Buck stares at him again with that piercing, soul-rending gaze that skewers directly through Eddie’s chest. But then Buck closes his eyes and shakes his head with a sardonic huff. “He’s straight. So. Doesn’t really work that way.”

Probably says something that Eddie’s first thought is, why not?

Why would it matter? Who would even care about sexuality if it were Buck offering his heart? Attraction is made up bullshit anyway. Who actually looks at someone and wants them when you know nothing about each other? Who wants to fuck just because they think someone is good looking? No one falls in love at first sight. It’s romanticized, telenovela fiction. And people lying to themselves because they’re lonely or want attention or orgasms or whatever. 

There’s a lot you can convince yourself of when you’re lonely, heartbroken, afraid you’ll die alone, afraid you’re a failure as a person, a husband, a partner. There’s a lot someone might do to be what other people want. There’s a lot that gets cut out and tucked away in order to be what you’re supposed to. 

All the more reason Eddie judges and dislikes anyone Buck dates. He’s totally justified. None of them get him and they don’t adequately appreciate him at all and Buck deserves all the love in the universe. At the very least, he deserves someone who will love him just as much and just as fiercely as Buck loves them. 

“Weren’t you ‘straight’ until Tommy?” Eddie asks. “Or— not that it was dependent on him, not that he did anything— but you thought you were straight until you realized you liked him. Right?” 

Buck looks at him, stares too hard at him for far too long and it makes goosebumps wash all over Eddie’s skin. The hair on the back of his neck prickles and swishing, churning flips through his stomach. 

“Yeah,” Buck answers quietly. “I don’t think that’s the case here though. Doesn’t matter. It’s not— It’s late. Too late. It’s really too late. We should sleep.”

Yeah. They should. Eddie has a long day of more packing to do tomorrow and another long distance tour with the realtor. Even if thoughts are whirling in his head. Too many thoughts. 

How does Buck know it’s unrequited? How does he know what he’s feeling now if he didn’t before? Did something change? How the hell would Tommy supposedly know if Buck didn’t know? 

How does Buck feel when he likes someone? 

How does anyone feel when they like someone? How do you know if you do? Is there supposed to be something you feel when you’re looking at someone beautiful? How would you know they’re beautiful if all you know about them is how they look? 

How do you feel anything for someone? Especially if you don’t know them? People say sex is better with someone you love, but is that more romanticized bullshit? Probably. Sex is overrated honestly. It’s fine. Mostly. Just. Not what everyone seems to say it is. Nothing earth shattering or life changing. Nothing all that intimate either. Not technically. It’s just distant, avoidant, using each other for a moment of relief. He and Shannon did it so they didn’t have to talk. When they didn’t want to talk or actually be close. They didn’t have to go on dates or bare their souls or anything. They could just take off some clothes. 

Isn’t that what everyone does? Isn’t that the difference between dating someone versus being friends with them? 

Is it supposed to be different? Is that why people like sex? Because it’s different for them? 

Does anyone actually feel the kinds of intense, fervent, passionate emotions that people make up stories about? Isn’t romance just another fantasy? Like fairy tale magic and otherworldly phenomena? Like dragons and unicorns and mythical creatures? It’s a nice fantasy, but still a fantasy. None of it is real. 

Love isn’t sex or attraction or beautiful people being beautiful. None of that is love. 

Love is sacrifice. Connection. It’s blood and battle and being torn apart. Giving up everything because there’s no alternative. Because you’re not whole anymore without the person you love. They’re part of you. So losing them is losing yourself. 

Is that all love is? Loss? 

Eddie reaches out and holds onto Buck’s shoulder. They should sleep. He’s tired, too. But there’s heaviness in his chest and a swirl of despair whirlpooling inside him. It’s small now, but it’s been growing and he needs to hold onto Buck. 

When it’s not enough to just grip his shoulder, Eddie lets his hand slide down until it’s again resting on Buck’s chest and he can gently rub back and forth a few times. He hopes it’s comforting. He hopes Buck knows he’s not alone. Eddie won’t let him be alone. Someone will love Buck the way he should be. 

A wave of envious aching crashes through Eddie’s chest and he swallows hard. Buck should be loved. Buck is loved. Maybe not the way he wants. But Eddie loves him. Every beat, every breath, every single shred of his soul holds love for Buck. It might not be enough, but it is there. Eddie would love him until Buck finds someone he wants who loves him properly. 

Eddie would love him after that, too. Even when Buck is happy and settled and doesn’t need him anymore. 

Buck takes Eddie’s hand and holds it tightly as he closes his eyes. He doesn’t turn back around. And he doesn’t let go. 

Eddie just wants to inch closer and hold tighter. 

There’s something faded, slipping away like tides and wet sand through his fingers. 

Why can’t he keep this?

Why can’t this be the answer? Why can’t Eddie love him the way he wants? Why can’t Buck love Eddie this way? Why can’t they be in love with each other? 

[theotherbuckley]

Several Sentence Sunday

I’m alive guys.. I haven’t posted much lately because uni is once again kicking my ass but here’s a snippet from my bucktommy meeting at physio fic au. These men have basically just met and I’m already wanting to smush their faces together and make them kiss but we are so far away from that 😭

He manoeuvres himself until he’s sitting again, closing his eyes as he leans against the wall, trying not to feel sorry for himself.

His phone vibrates in his pocket but he ignores it, knowing it’s probably Maddie asking about his appointment. He’s not ready to answer her yet.

It vibrates again and Buck sighs, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone. To his surprise it’s not Maddie, warmth rushes to his cheeks when he sees the messages.

Unknown:

Get home okay?

It’s Tommy 🚁

He’s so kind, checking in to see if he’s okay, even though he drove him home. Buck would cry if he wasn’t already doing so.

His hands shake as he types back, adrenaline and pain rendering his body useless.

Buck:

Elevator broke

A series of dots appear on his screen, indicating Tommy’s typing, before they disappear. It’s hard not to feel disappointed.

He tries to force his mind back onto other things, namely getting up the rest of the stairs before his phone vibrates, this time for longer, Tommy’s new contact flashing on the screen as his call comes through.

Buck stares at the screen, mouth dropping open slightly before he rushes to answer, bringing the phone to his ear.

“T—Tommy?” Buck asks, voice wavering as he speaks. He doesn’t have time to feel embarrassed before Tommy is speaking into his ear.

“Are you okay, Evan?” Tommy says, concern evident in his voice.

“I—” he means to say he’s fine, but there’s something about the worry in Tommy’s voice, or maybe just Tommy in general, that stops him from lying, “I’m sitting on the stairs,” Buck admits as another tear rolls down his cheek. He knocks his head against the wall, closing his eyes and sighing, hiccuping slightly.

“Stay right, there,” Tommy commands. Buck’s in too much pain to properly understand what he’s doing.

“Okay,” Buck whispers.

It could be 10 seconds or 10 minutes later, that Buck opens his eyes to Tommy rushing through the doors to the apartment. Buck doesn’t have a chance to question it because Tommy is right there next to him. He has his large hands wrapped around his face, his thumbs hover over his cheeks like he’s considering wiping his tears away but thinks better of it.

Buck finds himself disappointed that he doesn’t, craving those calloused fingers to wipe away his pain. He wants to lean into those hands, let Tommy hold him, and comfort him — so he does, he can always pass it off as the pain making him delirious if he has to.

Tommy doesn’t question it, too busy checking Buck for any bruising, eyes darting over his body for signs of injury.

“Evan…” Tommy whispers, eyes wide and sad. Buck doesn’t like that look on his face, he much prefers the scrunchy smile. He squirms on the step, pushing his face further into Tommy’s palm to hide.

Tommy chuckles slightly, a soft noise that has warmth blooming in Buck’s chest. He thinks Tommy must have some sort of magic healing powers because he’s already feeling better in his presence.

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Credit for the idea @bucked-it-up

Tagged by @perfectlysunny02 <3

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[spotsandsocks]

Seven Sentence Sunday 🌳🏡🌳

Tagged by @daffi-990 @bekkachaos with very cool stuff underway, and here’s my contribution - Buck as Anne in my Anne of Green gables au, getting into a spot of bother. Chapt 1 is coming later today interact here if you would like a tag when it goes up on ao3

He could haunt people who aren’t kind to others, make friends with a magician and help perform fantastical tricks to amaze and confound people, or he could find out secrets and learn new things, all that that sounds kind of fun so by the time Eddie and Bobby and one of the farm hands find him he’s almost disappointed he hasn’t had time to tragically die of exposure or something and become a phantom.

He decides to keep that to himself though. The worried looks just visible in the gloom on both Eddie’s and Bobby's faces make him think his thoughts won’t be appreciated. Athena is also very clearly relieved to see him once they get home and it’s really rather nice to have everyone fussing around him for the evening and being tucked into bed.

Before he left, Eddie had asked if he might want a visit tomorrow with some work from school. Athena had answered for him and said that would be very kind. Buck didn’t have time to object and actually when he thinks about later in bed he finds that he doesn’t mind the idea of Eddie Diaz coming by to visit with him. In fact it might be quite nice.

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[inell]

What do you think would've happened if the 118 hadn't turned up when they did, at Eddie's house?

Hey Nonnie! If they hadn’t turned up, I think Buck would have admitted he was Freddie and Eddie would have had the same stunned realization that Buck is willing to do something so momentous for him. There would have been a hug, possibly a bit more lingering & tighter than what we saw, and then they’d both box up their feelings as per usual. Albeit with Eddie more aware of something he can’t deal with yet.

They’d sit on the couch and drink beer while Buck teased Eddie for not catching the whole Freddie Fakeman thing, and Eddie would roll his eyes and hit back about being so easily replaced by a dog as Buck’s best friend, and they’d probably turn on some reality TV show and relax onto the sofa with their shoulders touching and the tension that they’re trying to ignore around them like a familiar comfortable blanket. And they continue talking around the feelings they’re both too scared to examine right now.

[hippolotamus]

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Thank you for the ask, friend! Continuing on with more Buckley sibling content ✨

His breath rushes out of him, blowing into the pink green glow. He watches in awe as it disperses, making the sunburst patterns on his walls light up, warm and golden, illuminating the space like fireflies.

“You did it!” She praises him as if he had any influence on any of what just happened. He gives her an enormous grin anyway. It feels impossible not to with how content he feels.

“No, you did!”

“Well, you did the most important part,” she argues good naturedly, tousling his hair.

He beams with pride, leaning into the touch. Thankfully, she takes the hint and strokes his forehead with her thumb.

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

Fic Update: Your Fake Name is Good Enough For Me

Chapter Eight is out now! Second last chapter!

Summary:

Buck returns to Los Angeles and to a new sense of clarity.

Snippet:

Eddie answers the door a few moments later, sleeves rolled up like he’d been cleaning. 

“You’re back?” He asks by way of greeting. 

Buck nods. “I’m back.”

Eddie reaches forward to hug him. Buck hugs him back, relieved. He feels needy. Greedy. Hungry. He needs Eddie. It’s selfish, honestly. He’s already received so much reassurance from Bobby. He shouldn’t need more. But he does. He needs it and he wants it. 

“Are you okay?” Eddie asks.

“I don’t really know,” Buck admits.

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[becausebuckley]

michelle's buddie fic recs: week 33

i've been reading so many brilliant fics lately and decided i wanted to share some of my favourites in a little rec list! i'm hoping to make this a weekly thing to share some extra love for the amazing authors of the 911 fandom <3

this is a mix of fics with all ratings, so some include NSFW content. please take a look at both the ratings and the fic tags before reading!

if you come across something you like in this list, remember to show some love to the author by leaving kudos and a comment! and with that, here's a small peek at my ao3 history this week <3

it hurts to hope for more | 42hrb/@exhuastedpigeon | 15.7k | M

Buck wants to be a dad, it takes a couple break-ups and a major non-romantic heartbreak for him to figure out that maybe he already is. definitely take a peek at the tags before reading but this is the most beautiful exploration of buck's desire to be a father + his relationship with eddie and chris!!

kindred spirits | Inell/@inell | 52.1k, ongoing | E

Eddie has been a member of Paranormal Research Group for nearly four years after being recruited during one of their investigations. During that time, he’s found a job he enjoys, created a family that cares about him, become an unwilling reality TV star, and fallen in love with his best friend and partner, Buck. okay so admittedly i am a chapter behind on this one but i'm so excited to read it like literally the tab is open i am ready!! i'm so intrigued by the paranormal research part of this fic and the buddie is just brilliant!

meet me where the tide comes in | iinryer/@iinryer | 4.2k | GA

a 3+1 fic about eddie getting kissed on the head i will never not love a head kiss fic tbh it's one of my biggest weaknesses, and this is no exception!

pivot tables | rainbowninja167/@rainbowtitania | 10.2k, ongoing | E

Buck learns that Eddie's never had a prostate orgasm. Clipboard sex ensues. this is funny and hot and sweet and so very them. it's ongoing and the two chapters that are up rn are absolute gems! the google form bit is my favourite <3

something to hold onto | foxwatson/@eddiediazes | 5.2k | T

the one where frank tells eddie he should work on letting himself want things, and eddie starts by cuddling with buck the absolute softest fluffiest cuddling fic. an immediate favourite!!

somewhere to stand and stay | teaspoon/@standback | 8.3k | E

in which buck accidentally passes his eddie-mentionitis to jee-yun, eddie grows a mustache, and buck realizes he wants to have eddie's babies. there's the cutest jee-yun ever, eddie's stache, a feelings realisation, and a breeding kink?? literally what else could i ask for. it's nothing the answer is nothing this fic is everything

waking the witch | lesbianrobin/@lesbianrobin | 7.8k | T

According to historians, seiðr was a traditionally feminine religious practice among the Old Norse. According to Eddie’s mother, seiðr is the birthright of a woman and a woman only, and Eddie is an aberration. i am such a sucker for magical realism fics it's honestly not even funny. but can you really blame me when the magic elements are incorporated as brilliantly as it's done here? just. the floating <3

[elvensorceress]

tuesday teases

Haven’t been around in a million years but the show baited me with delicious Eddie angst. So. Hello lovely little gay people in my phone. Would you like some Tuesday fic teases?

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Here’s the ridiculous boys after the realtor phone call meeting…

“She probably wasn’t thinking anything one way or the other. She’s just focused on her job and finding us— me. Me, technically. A house.”

No. Not just Eddie. Their house. It would be theirs. Even if Buck isn’t there. Even if he never steps one foot into it. Eddie’s home is still Buck’s home. That won’t change. Ever.

But he can’t say that. How does he say that?

He gets up from the couch and grabs his empty mug. “You still want to make snickerdoodles? Or some other cookie? Or, what did you call it? Cake masquerading as loaf bread?” Eddie doesn’t wait for an answer. He goes into the kitchen and gets out the stash of flour he’s recently acquired.

He stocked up. Just in case. Can’t have the alternative of Buck without his baking.

Eddie sets one of the ten pound bags on the counter then grabs a pack of butter and the carton of eggs from the fridge and finds the measuring cups and spoons in their drawer. The basket Buck made years ago during quarantine is next. It holds the vanilla, the baking powder and soda, various flavored extracts, finishing salt, molasses, packets of instant yeast, chocolate chips, other baking essentials. He takes the jar of cinnamon from the spice rack in the cupboard, goes to put it with everything, but finds Buck staring from the kitchen doorway.

He looks too wistful. Too heartbroken. And all Eddie can offer is a kitchen and ingredients. He doesn’t have anything else.

Was it really that much of a loss? They were only together for six months. Did Buck really want to spend his life with the guy? It couldn’t have been that serious. It never is.

None of the people Buck’s dated are good enough for him.

Maybe Buck isn’t thinking of his ex right now. Maybe he’s thinking about the kid who was like a son to him.

Or the whole Eddie moving to El Paso thing. He seems fine, for the most part. He’s helping. But that’s what Buck does. He helps. He supports. Even when he shouldn’t.

But Buck has bad relationships to get over. He’s not really thinking about Eddie or Eddie’s problems. He’s focusing on a task so that his mind doesn’t wander where it shouldn’t.

Buck would be fine without Eddie. Hell, he’s probably better off. Or he will be.

Eddie asks too much of him. He takes up too much of Buck's time with his issues.

Eddie looks through the little stock pile he’s put together. “Anything else you need?”

Buck looks, stands beside him, and answers, “Sugar?”

Sugar.

Eddie’s stomach twists. It’s not a pet name. It’s an answer. Not a term of endearment. Answer. And of course it slipped Eddie’s mind. Why wouldn’t something that huge and essential be missing from his offering. He should have some though. Buried in the back of the pantry. He finds white, brown, and confectioner’s, and adds them to the supply. “All yours. Whatever you want to make. I’ll run to the store and get more if you need anything. We should have plenty of flour though. I got you five bags.”

Buck’s head snaps toward him. “Five bags? You got me five bags of flour? Like, two pound ones, right? Or the five pounders?”

Eddie shakes his head and gestures. “No, the tens. Like that one.”

“You bought me fifty pounds of flour?”

“Well, you’re the one who decided his coping mechanism was snickerdoodles and sourdough. I’m just being supportive. Since you’re my wingman and I’m yours or whatever you said when you stole my tablet and my realtor call.”

Buck huffs but smirks. “More like saved your call.”

More like saved Eddie’s everything but who’s counting?

[redrosydiaz]

Highway - Buddie

hellooo dear inell, ty for this!!! this was a fun one too, and this is only the second prompt i'm answering so far, but i have, once again, gone over my self-proclaimed 200 word cap so. LOL. see how great i am at following my own rules 😂 anyways, please enjoy this one!! 💕

“You sure you wanna trade her in?” The man at the dealership asks. He stands across from Eddie, stance wide, arms folded over his chest, a single eyebrow raised, like he isn’t fully convinced by Eddie’s apprehensive request. He’s right not to be. Because the answer is no. A resounding, emphatic, definitive no. Eddie is not sure he wants to trade her in — the truck, his truck, his girl. In fact, he is quite certain that he doesn’t want to. Not one single bit. Eddie’s jaw tightens, mouth purses as he takes her in — probably for the last time. The sleek black paint, the shiny chrome detailing, the smooth leather interior. She’s been with him through— so much. The good, the bad, everything. Trips to the zoo, trips to the hospital. Carting Christopher back and forth from school, carrying Eddie to the job he loves so much. Bringing Eddie back to Christopher. Taking him away from Buck. He thinks back on the last truly happy memory he has with her — the long stretch of highway ahead of them. The clear blue sky above. Christopher in the backseat, Buck right beside him, their laughter a joyful melody filling up the cab. Buck’s smile, bigger and brighter than the sun shining down on them. Eddie's fingers had itched to slide across that center console, to tangle into Buck's. To watch that smile grow, impossibly, as Buck realized his intentions. Eight-hundred miles away, and Eddie still feels that same itch. He stares at his truck. His chest aches. He’s had to give up so much. But he doesn’t have a choice. He turns to the man, pastes on the most convincing smile he can, and says, “Sure am!”

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Fuck it Friday ⚔️

Tagged by @jesuisici33 @tizniz 💜

Ive had some nice comments about Princess Lavana my OC in Good Knight Sweet Prince before and another one arrived today and it had me re reading the chapter and enjoying her all over again so in the hope that I can hook someone else into this AU here’s a bit of Lavana chatting to her boys. If I ever get round to the sequel her and Ravi will be playing a bigger part. (Same pic crew as before for pic)

Eddie continues “And I happen to know you have at least four knives on you, right now.”

Her eyes widen comically as she fights to keep her laughter contained “Who doesn’t?”

Eddie relaxes enough to chuckle himself, “Most people your highness, most people.” He does like Lavana, always has.

Her laugh is deep and draws a pair of blue and brown eyes to them, Eddie ignores the weight of the stares as she says “‘it’s six actually, you can never be too careful.”

“Six what?” Ravi asks as he sweeps his wife from the top of the fence and spins her in his arms, planting her back on the ground with a kiss. When she doesn’t answer he says, “Knives? Again my love? I thought that we agreed four was enough.”

“Phah!” The noise is inelegant but somehow suits the Princess whose standing in front of them, half Eddie’s size and probably twice as dangerous.

“Even six is insufficient, before I chained myself to you, my love” her eyes are warm despite the words, “ I would carry no less than ten.”

“And you are a master with them,” Ravi bows over her hand and kisses it. Eddie’s aware of Buck staring in open admiration at them right next to him. He doesn’t blame him for staring they are adorable and very attractive. Eddie really wishes he didn’t like the royal couple as much as he did, he wishes he could hate them for being so perfect and so happy and so able to have Buck if they wanted him.

“Ten knives?” Buck asks in a voice that blends shock and interest.

Princess Lavana cocks her head and looks more innocent than a person carrying multiple concealed weapons should be capable of, “Indeed, a very respectable number, hardly excessive.”

Buck looks unconvinced but amused while Ravi pulls his wife closer, his pride in her obvious, “My love is exceptional in so many ways your Highness.” Eddie looks away from Ravi’s handsome face smiling at Buck, unfortunately what he chooses to look at is Buck’s face smiling back just as fondly. He feels a little sick, as one prince says to the other.

“Please call me Buck. We’re friends now.”

The words send a bolt of tension down Eddie’s spine, wiping the smile he hadn’t been aware off from his face.

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I’d love more people to read this fic. I really think you’d like it!! Promise 😁😁😁😆😘 yeah yeah I’m going on about this one again. Sue me 😆 would love to see anything you want to share it’s FIF after all tags under cut

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[inell]

The cast is laying this on way too thick for me to believe he's actually dead... that rat theory 👀

Hey Nonnie! The cast reaction has been curious. It sounds like none of them actually supported this plot and Bobby dying. They probably realized a lot of the GA is there for Bobby and Athena, and it could very well put their livelihood at risk because a lot of shows lose a main and don’t recover from it. It’s hard to find the right cast that translates into magic on screen for the viewers. Many shows never manage to do it. 911 has been very lucky to find it and let it grow for so long. The actors might be just as disappointed and upset as a lot of the viewers are, which could mean difficulty in praising the family member they’ve just been forced to lose.

The oddest thing is the lack of promo for Peter from the official ABC accounts. Like no special recap of the best of Bobby or general thank you for being our captain for eight years or the type of thing you often see when a major character is killed off of a popular show. Maybe social media didn’t know and we’ll get something over the weekend but…

It also could all be a lie, and they know Bobby’s being buried alive and waiting for a rat-antidote. Other shows have done this much to hide a “not really dead” character from the general audience, but it definitely isn’t common.