#promptabuddie

[monsterrae1]

the devil's on the details

8.6k | mature | read on ao3

Summary:

“What the fu-fudge?” The demon said, blinking away his black eyes, and staring at Eddie confusedly now with light blue ones “You have a kid in the room? What’s wrong with you? You’re not gonna sacrifice him to me, are you?” the demon rambled on, and Eddie found himself having a bit of a hard time following him. “What?” He said, “That’s my son, of course I’m not sacrificing him to you!” Eddie reached his hands back, to make sure that Chris was still safely there, the demon hadn’t made a move to get close to them yet, but Eddie was ready to take him and run at any moment’s notice. “You’re the one who summoned me with your son in the room!” Eddie groaned “You’re not supposed to be real!” He yelled, “I did this to show him that demons weren’t real so he could go to sleep!” The demon stared at them, blinking owlishly, looking far too human for Eddie’s liking.

Or, Eddie accidentally summons a crossroads demon who won't leave him alone until he signs his soul away. It's all tiktoks fault.

Based on this prompt by @promptabuddie

[diazheartsbuckley]

September Recap

tagged by @hippolotamus 💕

link

Idk what mood I was in but it was definitely something

tagging @watchyourbuck, @tizniz, @bidisasterevankinard, @giddyupbuck, @honestlydarkprincess, @exhuastedpigeon, @jeeyuns, @theotherbuckley, @promptabuddie, @wikiangela, @thewolvesof1998, @wildlife4life, @daffi-990, @elvensorceress, @cal-daisies-and-briars, @devirnis, @ronordmann, @extasiswings, @inell, @bucksbignaturals, @bucks-daddy-issues, @monsterrae1, @actualalligator, @kitteneddiediaz, @jesuisici33, @dangerpronebuddie

[aceofwhump]

Hello! Do you by chance have any recs for blood thinner side effect fics (for Buck), or just generally long-term effects of any of his injuries/lingering conditions?

Like (can I post links? Idunno, the title is “a hundred little pieces” by renecdote)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28948266

is absolutely incredible (highly recommend!) and I’m on the lookout. Thanks!

Hi! I've def got a few fics for you. Hope you enjoy!

These are all blood thinner related:

death by blood thinners by carefulren: Buck cuts his arm during a rescue, but he doesn't realize until Eddie walks in on him half-naked in the locker room and covered in blood.

Let That Lonely Feeling Wash Away by 221BSunsetTowers: After the fight with Eddie in the grocery store, Buck drops a glass jar and cuts his hand. Buck's just too tired, thinks he's just too tiring, to do anything but buy some gauze and plan on bandaging himself up at home. Buck's not really thinking about the blood thinners he's still on when the blood loss makes him collapse outside the store, right in front of Eddie.

Bleeding Isn't Optional for Most of Us by actually18pigeons Summary: In the midst of recovering from the leg injury, Buck relapses with self-harm, but the blood thinners make that a bit more of a problem than he anticipated. So what does he do as he's bleeding out on his bathroom floor? Call Eddie of course. Major self-harm trigger warning. Be careful please.

Shaving Gone Wrong by DawnNimbus Summary: Buck not paying attention at work before shift and cuts himself shaving. Eddie freaks out because of the blood thinners. Buck had forgotten to tell the team had been off them for a while.

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These are all Buck having chronic leg pain after being crushed under a firetruck:

Flare Up by actually18pigeons Summary: Off of a chronic pain prompt - Buck has a flareup sometime between healing from the accident and being reinstated. Pre-lawsuit, pre-Buddie (but there's definitely mutual feelings).

Attack from Behind by Shearmouth Summary: For Whumptober Day 6: "Stop, please." Most days, it's nothing. A twinge if he lands on it wrong, an ache during rainstorms. Other days, Buck can't breathe.

featherlight by rogerzsteven Summary: "Can you come over?" Buck asks over the phone— he pleas, and the tremble in his voice clenches Eddie's heart. "Where are you?" Eddie springs to his feet, grabbing his coat and keys in a rush, his brows knitted and face suddenly burning up. "Are you okay?" Eddie hears another choked out mewl over the line. "I'm— I'm home." "Are you okay?" "I'm—" Buck's words get cut off by a pained groan. "God, my—my leg— I c-can't get up." 1 time Buck tends to Eddie's shoulder pain and 1 time Eddie tends to Buck's leg pain. Bad Things Happen Bingo: Chronic Pain

eddie diaz saves the day by buckaroobuddie Summary: Buck's leg acts up as he's trying to rescue someone. Eddie's there to save the day. ---- Written for the prompt "Chronic pain"

cause i will be your safety by rogerzsteven Summary: "Is it your leg?" Eddie whispers as he gives Buck's shoulder blade a gentle squeeze. Buck nods his head without even lifting his face from the pillow and whimpers quietly. Eddie sits on the edge of the couch, wraps his fingers around Buck's leg and scoots closer so he can rest Buck's leg on his lap. "Hey." Eddie says when Buck tries to get his leg free from Eddie's touch. "Let me see." Buck has a leg cramp. Eddie helps him as he can. bad things happen bingo: crying into chest

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These are all post tsunami nightmares and panic attacks:

Fall On Me by lionheartedghost Summary: “You never used to go this way,” Eddie said. “It’s quicker to take a left back on Pine and go along by the ocean.” “This way’s quicker,” Buck said absently. “Cuts out the traffic.” “No it doesn’t.” Eddie looked at him carefully. “It just cuts out the beach.” Written for the promptabuddie prompt, "Eddie helps Buck deal with his fear of water following the tsunami."

Bring Me Back by Stennerd Summary: It's been months since the tsunami and Buck had been doing just fine. All it took was walking through water to bring it all crashing back.

Bucky bear by wolfypuppypiles Summary: Buck is still struggling with nightmares after the tsunami and Eddie and Christopher come up with a plan to help him feel safe at night.

Ghost in the night by wolfypuppypiles Summary: So, apparently one of the side effects of trauma can be sleepwalking. Yeah. Buck thought it was pretty weird too. Queue worry, angst, baby gates and pep talks :)

[promptabuddie]

Prompt: so after binging Lost In Space -Thanks Covid- I now wanna see a Buddie remake of the flashback school scene from S2 Ep5, where Judy is doing a school presentation on Heroes and hers is on her bio-dad, while Step-Dad John mouths her speech along with her b/c he helped and he’s EXTRA PROUD. So she finishes then as the teacher steps up to move to the next, Judy goes “But I’m not Finished!” And pulls ANOTHER POSTER dedicated to All Things John, while he manfully doesn’t cry.

Just imagine, Bck has helped Christopher for a project where Eddie is his Hero, and Eddie scrunches down in a kiddie chair and beams and it’s all SO PROUD HEARTEYES until he finishes and then Chris just goes “AAAAAAND my other hero is My Buck!!” And pulls another poster board about all the things Buck has survived and how he saved people and can build the WHOLE DEATHSTAR OUT OF LEGO and Buck is just blown away. Meanwhile, Carla is live-streaming the boys back for FireFam and bets are being made.

[greengirl02]

Chapters: 1/6 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson/Karen Wilson Characters: Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Karen Wilson, Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Denny Wilson, baby Nia, more to be added Additional Tags: 5+1 Things, Fluff, Family Fluff, no pain here, domestic Buck and Eddie, Getting Together, Multiple POV's, Buck and Eddie are Dumb, dumb and in love, acting married before they're dating, Tumblr Prompt Summary:

From promptabuddie: imeaniguessthatsfine: 5 times someone else witnessed Buddie being very domestic, and 1 time they all did (and it’s like their wedding or something)

-/-/-

OR

Buck and Eddie are acting more and more coupley. Too bad they're not actually together. Hopefully they'll figure it out soon.

@promptabuddie

[duckduck-buck]

Does anyone want a sneak peek of the Enchanted fic or the BROTP!May and Buck one? I would be more than happy to show you~!

[piratefalls]

previous lists here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here.

this has been the longest week. currently taking rec list requests because i’m bored.

sabor a mí by jay (tofupofu)

Eddie wakes up in a new body. It's not fun, until is absolutely one hundred percent is.

find your way home and i'll leave the light on by buckleyblueyes

Chimney is sick of Buck seeking refuge on his couch.

takin' my time, let the world turn by archerincombat

“Hey,” Ravi says. “Scale of 1 to 10, how bad would it be if I assumed Eddie Diaz’s girlfriend was his wife in front of him?”

Lee groans. “Did you do it in front of Buckley?”

“Yeah?”

“A hundred,” she replies, turning the other direction before Ravi can demand to know why.

At three in the morning, it hits him. He bolts upright in his cot. Oh my god, he thinks. Buck and Eddie are divorced, and everyone forgot to tell me.

aka, the ravi fic (affectionate)

Love Like Taffy by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels

Buck likes it when Eddie puts him in his place. And Eddie's noticed.

the gravity in between us by intotheblue

Buck drops to the cool sand and stares at the tempestuous waves. Once upon a time, he’d loved the ocean. Its salty spray had reminded him of freedom and possibility, the joy of flight. These days, though, the salt chokes him. The murky depths recall only death and terror. It’s a fitting place, Buck thinks, to be alone.

And he is – alone, that is. No Maddie, no Chimney, no Eddie, no Christopher. Hell, he doesn’t even have Taylor, not really. It’s Christmas day, and she’d wanted to be alone after the party for reasons she wasn’t willing to share. Probably something to do with her mom, Buck guesses. He understands. He wants to understand, anyway. Some people need to be alone. It’s not a sentiment Buck’s ever really been able to make sense of.

Maybe he gets it now, though. Maybe it’s not about protecting yourself. Maybe it’s about protecting the people you love. Maybe when people say they need to be alone, what they really mean is stay away, or I’ll drag you down with me.

on the radio by elisela

His radio had been stripped off along with the rest of his gear, but Hen’s is within reach, and he makes a grab for it. “Buck,” he says, in what he hopes is a very calm and professional manner, “come on man, you gotta get out, that section isn’t stable. Everyone is accounted for.”

Fall On Me by lionheartedghost

“You never used to go this way,” Eddie said. “It’s quicker to take a left back on Pine and go along by the ocean.” “This way’s quicker,” Buck said absently. “Cuts out the traffic.” “No it doesn’t.” Eddie looked at him carefully. “It just cuts out the beach.”

Written for the promptabuddie prompt, "Eddie helps Buck deal with his fear of water following the tsunami."

tread lightly on my ground by lecornergirl

“Do you want to stop?” Buck asks.

“No,” Eddie says again, and tilts his head back to look at the ceiling. Maybe it’ll be easier to say it out loud, he thinks, if he isn’t looking directly at Buck. “I want this—god, Buck, you have no idea how much I want this.”

“I feel like I have some idea,” Buck says, and shifts his hips against Eddie’s with a smirk. The contact sends sparks down Eddie’s spine, and Buck grins at the noise he lets out.

“Yeah, okay,” Eddie allows, and huffs half a laugh. “It’s just—I’ve never, with a man—what if—”

The Buddy System by hideeho

5 times Eddie Diaz supported Evan Buckley + 1 time he didn't

Finally found it right here by justhockey

He just wants to sleep. But then Eddie is placing a gentle hand on his shoulder and shaking.

“Buck, what did you just say?”

Buck huffs out a sigh. “I said Maddie is in lab-“

Oh fuck.

Your Kiss Might Kill Me (So Won't You Kill Me) by morganofthefairies

Buck hadn’t been a virgin by the time he’d hit Peru – not even close. He still considered Peru a critical point in his sexual history, though, because Peru had brought him Fiona, and he was pretty sure he could credit her with like 80% of his sexual knowledge.

None of that was the point, though. The point was that, six years later, when Eddie called for the jaws to get to a woman pinned in her car while responding to an 8-car pileup, and absentmindedly called him a good boy as Buck handed them over, he had a totally normal reaction to it.

I'll Give You the Best Years by natural_singularity

Today, he’s standing with Buck in the shade of a large oak tree. It’s a cool November morning, the California weather mild enough to gather outside in a large group, all dressed up in heavy formalwear. Today, he’s wearing a suit that complements Buck’s. The material is a little stiff, the shoes a little uncomfortable, but he doesn’t notice because damn, it’s worth it. “Eddie,” Buck begins, voice cracking and eyes already shining. Today, Eddie is marrying a total softie. (And he fucking loves it.)

insecure (what for) by sarcastic_fina

Christopher twisted his mouth up in a frown and his eyes wandered away, never quite settling on anything as he seemed to gather his words. "When you were my age—"

"Way back in the 1900s," Buck teased.

"Yeah," Christopher said, a faint smile appearing and fading. His brow furrowed as he wondered, "Were you cool?"

Or, feeling insecure about growing up, fitting in, and being accepted by his peers, Christopher turns to Buck for some guidance. And Eddie thinks this is a good time to let Buck know he's a permanent fixture in the Diaz family.

i threw a wish in the well by spinningincircles

“Do you guys know who Eddie’s been talking to?”

Chim shrugs, eyes never leaving the board. “If you don’t know, we sure don’t.”

“Are you worried?” Hen asks.

He closes his book and tosses it on the counter. “I’m not worried, I’m—”

None of the endings to that sentence make him look good, because there’s no way to spin I’m mad that someone else is making him that happy or I’m pissed I didn’t get to him first to make him sound like less of a jerk.

(or: buck is jealous for literally no reason)

Satisfaction Guaranteed by Phreakycat

In which Buck is a sex shop employee, and Eddie may have overestimated his ability to handle a store full of fake dicks.

If I Didn't Have You by rebeccaofsbfarm

Eddie groans, but he gets down on his knee, setting their beers on the pavement. He works to unknot the laces, then ties them again. He goes to stand, but Buck stops him with a hand on his shoulder.

“Eddie…” he looks up to see that Buck’s eyes are the size of dinner plates. He leans on his knee, trying to understand why Buck is so flustered, and then he hears the shutter of a camera. In his peripheral, he sees that a crowd has gathered around them, and half of the people have their phones out, recording.

Eddie’s eyes connect with Buck’s, and while he is panicked, Buck is trying so hard not to laugh that there are tears gathering in the corners of his eyes. The crowd must see it and misread it as Buck being overcome with emotion, because they coo in response.

“Fuck,” Eddie curses under his breath, quiet enough that only Buck can hear him. “What do I do here?”

Buck snorts, “Sorry man, I think you’ve got to commit now.”

sometimes you can even see by yawnralphio

Buck has a rough call, and finds himself going to Eddie.

signs from the universe, and all that by youbetsya

“Look, it’s like the universe wanted us to take it!”

Eddie rolls his eyes as he follows Buck into the elevator. Sure, he had suggested taking the stairs, but he doesn’t really care one way or another. And he’s certain the universe cares even less. “You really believe that crap? Signs from the universe and all that?”

“Sure.” Buck hits the button for the bottom floor of the parking garage, where they had parked, and the quiet whirring of the elevator starts up. “I think I have to believe everything happens for a reason. Predestined path or whatever. ”

Eddie scoffs. “You sound like a Catholic.”

OR The universe puts Eddie and Buck on time out until they get their act together.

After Everything I Must Confess, I Need You by 13zepptraxx

“And Christopher? Would he be okay?”

Buck shakes his head. “Don’t do that. Don’t hold him over me.”

“If you’re gonna talk about sacrificing yourself, then yeah- I do need to do that.” Eddie snaps. There’s a pause as Buck shuts his eyes and takes a breath. When he opens them, a tear falls from his eye before he can stop it. “If you’re gone, and something happens to me-”

“You can’t just bring that up every time I do something that’s maybe reckless.” Buck snaps back, and Eddie’s breath catches in his throat. “I didn’t realize when you made me Chris’s guardian that it was just a failsafe to keep me from doing stupid shit.”

The Very Image of You by matan4il

"How much do you want it?" Eddie whispers, hot in Buck's ear.

"We can't here, Eds."

A hand is pushing him away as a weak attempt at resistance, but it's so feeble, it couldn't even persuade people who were motivated to believe this protest. And Eddie isn't one of them anyway.

He knows Buck. They know each other. How they think and how they operate. There's a reason why they're here, in this ski resort. A reason why they have a whole week to themselves and no excuse for why it's only them, no friends, no significant others.

Or

Oli posted one of his ridiculous thirst trap vids and my mind just couldn't stop seeing the Buddie smut. Inside, you'll find a gif of the specific bit that inspired this modest offering of porn with feelings.

playground love by extasiswings

The tsunami changes everything.

Well, no. That’s not strictly true. More accurately, the tsunami changes nothing, except for the part where afterwards Buck starts noticing things that he never really let himself think about before.

they don't know i've waited all my life by mdnghtmmblngs

In which Buck has a secret boyfriend, but is it really that much of a secret?

@LAFD_Overheard by fayevian

The team discover an Instagram account based on what the public has overheard from their calls. Hen and Chim become amateur detectives in their quest to uncover the the context of every quote, but this becomes difficult when it's increasingly clear they've been left in the dark about something.

Based on the account @Overheard_LA and me deciding with all the insane things that the 118 say on calls, someone should be recording them for posterity.

EDIT: This fic is now a MULTI_MEDIA FIC!!! I recommend if you've already read to just scroll through and look at the masterpiece fake Instagram screenshots. It is screen reader accessible.

[monsterrae1]

DEMON BUCK DEMON BUCK DEMON BUCK 👁️ 👁️❗❗

@jesuisici33 also asked about this!

I don’t wanna give toooo much away but 👀👀👀 Bucks a cross road demon currently haunting Eddie cause he accidentally summoned him and now he won’t make a deal is pretty much the base idea 👀👀👀 i got this from this prompt from @promptabuddie

I have the full outline ready to go, the plan is to actually write it after I’m done with hire to kill and girl dad buck

Ask me about my wips

[diazheartsbuckley]

20 questions for fic writers ✍️

Tagged by @dangerpronebuddie @hippolotamus @actuallyitsellie 💕

How many works do you have on ao3?

4

What’s your total ao3 word count?

78,934

What fandoms do you write for?

9-1-1

Top five four fics by kudos

1. Corner Office Consequences

2. you were never meant to carry it on your own

3. Unread Declaration

4. Beneath The Bruises

Do you respond to comments?

I try to get through all of them at least!

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Uhhh…all of my fics have happy endings so far

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Corner Office Consequences, hands down. I put blood sweat and tears into that fic and they deserved their happy ending 🥹

Do you get hate on fics?

I get some very passionate comments but I wouldn’t necessarily label them as hate

Do you write smut?

I do! And I love it. I’m still in the learning process but I have so many fun ideas

Craziest crossover:

None yet but I’d love to do either a Brooklyn 99 crossover or maybe Station 19

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don’t think so?

Have you ever had a fic translated?

I’ve been asked about it but I don’t know if it’s been done

Have you ever co-written a fic?

Nope but I’d really love to, so you’ve got an idea, feel free to hmu!

All time favorite ship?

Buddie. They bring me so much joy 🥹

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Probably this one

What are your writing strengths?

I’m not sure. Angst maybe?

What are your writing weaknesses?

Oh god, where do I even begin? Descriptions of the environment and feelings and keeping my sentences somewhat short

Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

Love it! I’ve used some Spanish in a fic but I also triple checked it

First fandom you ever wrote in?

Supernatural

Favorite fic you’ve written?

It’s still a wip but I really enjoy working on this 📑

Tagging!! @watchyourbuck @wikiangela @daffi-990 @jeeyuns @jesuisici33 @bidisasterevankinard @evanbegins @bucksbignaturals @bucksbirthmark @honestlydarkprincess @thewolvesof1998 @spotsandsocks @diazsdimples @steadfastsaturnsrings @hippolotamus @namjroon @giddyupbuck @devirnis @athenagranted @rogerzsteven @promptabuddie

[justsmilestuffhappens]

Interstate Man of Mystery

{Or that One Time Buck Almost had a Panic Attack at Eddie’s High School Reunion because Strangers were Talking about the Ladder Truck Incident}

@promptabuddie Eddie needs a date to his high school reunion and Buck seems the only valid choice.

[khunvegas]

Buddie Fanfic Rec

A mini Buddie fanfic rec to share my love for these amazing writers. I couldn’t find some of the authors, so if you guys know them, please tag them.

Actions speak for themselves by starkbuddie

After another dinner in the Diaz household, Buck's preparing to head out but when it comes to saying goodbye to his best friend, his actions definitely spoke for him...

Or where Buck accidentally kisses Eddie without even realizing...

Are you gonna kiss me or not by @blaineandsamevanderson

What happens when you accidentally kiss your best friend goodbye as you leave for work?

Comfort of Strangers by mangacrack

"I don't want anyone else to have your heart, kiss your lips or be in your arms. Because that's my place."

Buck and Eddie grow closer, one kiss at a time.

Dile Al Amor by @hearteyesforbuck  

Buck doesn't speak Spanish.

Eddie sees Buck in a crop top by @fictionallovesarebetter

Promptabuddies on tumblr said "Buck starts wearing crop tops around Eddie."

Entirely Platonic by @evandiaz-buckley

“It’s not my fault,” Buck began, “that all of you considered the kissing, hand-holding, living together, driving together, raising a child together and Eddie’s undeniable heart eyes as entirely platonic.”

 Or the one where Buck and Eddie have been dating for months but everyone just assumed they were just extremely affectionate friends.

First Kiss by @greengirl88

Based on a Tumblr prompt.

In which Eddie is frazzled and kisses Buck goodbye on accident. In front of Hen and Chimney. Their next kiss is on purpose.

godless underneath ( your covers ) by @smartbuckleystrand

Buck gets woken up by Eddie in one of the best ways.

Guest (3x11 Coda) by @imyourbuddie

Why did you bring cookies?” Eddie asks as he clears the last of the beer bottles from the kitchen counter, dumping them in the recycling bin.

Buck straightens from where he’s just finished cleaning a stain off the living room rug and shrugs. “Maddie said I couldn’t go to someone’s house without bringing a gift. Makes me a terrible guest.”

“Guest?” Eddie cocks an eyebrow and snorts. “You practically live here. I don’t even know why you still waste money renting a place.”

 Season 3 Episode 11 "Seize the Day" Coda

I think we're alone now by @evanbucklley

Buck is drunk and Eddie gets called to pick him up.

It's Different This Time by ryan_yes

“Don’t tell me you were actually worried, Buck,” Eddie chuckled. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were in love with me.”

Or, 5 quiet seconds between Buck and Eddie after a close call changes everything.

Kindergarten (Online) Diaries by @hearteyesforbuck

Buck claps his hands together. “Alright, kids!” he exclaims. “I can’t believe I haven’t seen you all in two weeks! Now, I turned all your microphones off so--just like when we’re in school--you have to raise your hand to answer a question or if you want to say anything. No, Kevin, see--we can’t hear you, bud. You have to raise your hand, so I can turn your microphone on. Kevin. Kevin. Just practice--there you go. What’s up, buddy?”

“Mr. Buck, can I go to the bathroom?”

Murky Waters by @calypezo

Here’s the thing:

It started out legit.

“I can’t believe this is happening,” Eddie grumbled for what seemed like the hundredth time, “We get people out of situations ten times worse than this - how are we the ones trapped?”

And, like…yeah, maybe Buck had realized that he had a key in his back pocket, like, ten minutes ago - and, yes, okay, he knew he probably should have said something right away.

But he hadn’t.

He still didn’t.

He couldn’t tell you why he didn’t, but it would be fucking weird to do it now so he just sort of kept saying, “Yeah, well, here we are. We’ll figure it out.”

We’ll figure it out.

Like he didn’t have the tiny silver solution right fucking there.

Perspective  by @lardominyardo

Albert and Eddie both looked across the park then, where Buck was still playing with Chris and Denny, and Eddie’s heart warmed as he saw him “help” Chris across the monkey-bars, even though they all knew he was just holding him up in the air to mimic the sensation. Albert turned back to Eddie and asked, “Have you ever thought about bringing another child into the picture?”

 Eddie shook his head and chuckled. “Oh no. That hasn’t even crossed my mind. I mean, it’s been hard enough raising Chris without his mother. I’m sure he would love having a sibling, but I don’t think I’m anywhere near ready to take that kind of responsibility on again, especially not alone.”

 “Well, you wouldn’t be alone exactly.” Albert cocked his head to the side in confusion and gestured toward Buck and his son again. “You’d have Buck.”

Or, Albert thinks Eddie and Buck are together and it forces Eddie to get some perspective.

Tell the world that I'm falling from the sky by @evanbucklley

Buck ends up at Eddie's house to finish what they started

With Somebody Who Loves Me by lullatone

Eddie is Buck's plus one to Maddie and Chim's wedding.

You Got Me Tripping (Oh, Stumbling) by @golden-retriever-buck

It was moments like this that Eddie couldn't understand how a person could be so clumsy.

Or Buck keeps falling, but Eddie is there to catch him.

(OR Buck is a disaster bi and Eddie is not any better)

You Make Your Way Into My Veins by @serenecalamity

It was just meant to be a simple Grindr date...But then Eddie happens.

Zoom Into My Heart by @asteroidbill

Buck didn't know that zoom shared your private chats at the end of the meeting, but he's about to find out.

[eddiesriskybusiness]

"Hey, Bu-" Eddie's question died in his mouth when he saw the shiny silver band around his ring finger.

"Yeah, Eds?"

"Um, uh, nothing..."

Buck shrugged and headed to the locker room to change into his uniform, leaving a dumbfounded, confused and a little bit heartbroken Eddie Diaz behind.

Eddie climbed up the stairs to find Bobby reading a book on the couch.

"Hey Cap, did Buck mention any change in his relationship with Taylor? Maybe he came to you for advice?" He asked, sitting down as well.

"No, why? What's up?" Bobby set the book aside.

"Buck... he's wearing an engagement ring."

Bobby blinked.

Once.

Twice.

Thrice.

"Pardon?"

"Buck is wearing an engagement ring." Eddie sighed.

"Uh, what now?" Hen appeared at the top of the stairs.

"I'm not repeating myself." Eddie groaned.

Hen rolled her eyes.

"Did Buck just get secretly engaged or something?" Albert walked up.

"You saw it too?" Bobby looked at the probie.

He nodded.

"Maybe Chim would know something." Hen suggested.

"Maybe Chim would know what?" Buck joined them on the couch.

"Nothing." Eddie sighed.

"Getting married, Buckley?" Ravi appeared.

"Uh, no. Why?"

"Well-" Ravi started but Albert covered Ravi's mouth with his hand.

"Nothing, nothing, carry on."

Buck tilted his head, confused but walked away.

Ravi glared at Albert.

"What?! If he wanted to tell us, he would have. He'll tell us in his own time."

"When did you get so wise?" Hen raised an eyebrow.

"I am wise."

That earned an eye roll from everyone.

That's when the alarm rang, signaling another call.

Eddie couldn't help glancing at Buck or his ring from time to time, upset and heartbroken. Had Buck gotten engaged to Taylor? Why? Also, why didn't he tell him? And why Taylor . Yeah, she was his girlfriend but WHY.

His worries and anxiety were put to rest when he found Buck trying to tug the ring off of his finger between calls.

"What's wrong, Buck?" Eddie approached his crush best friend.

"Damn ring won't come off!!" He groaned and huffed.

"Why would you want the ring to come off though?"

"Because it's meant to be a surprise!"

"Buck, it's not a surprise. Everyone knows you're engaged to Taylor." Eddie sighed, trying and failing to keep the bitterness out of his tone.

"Engaged to Taylor? What gave you that idea? Taylor and I aren't even together anymore."

"Wait..." Eddie's heart did somersaults, "when did you break up?"

"Weeks ago, man. I thought I told you."

"Well, you didn't." Eddie was extremely relieved. "Anyway, what's the deal with the ring?"

Buck, giving up on trying to get it off, sat down on the couch. "Maddie and I went ring shopping. She wanted to surprise Chim, and I was her trial dummy but the ring got stuck and now I can't get the thing off!!"

"Oh..."

"Thank god Chim didn't have a shift today. I couldn't explain this to him." Buck sighed. "But how am I supposed to get it off!??"

Eddie thought for a bit. "You know, I got my engagement ring stuck to my finger once. I know a couple of tricks."

So, a couple of hours after the shift, with a lot of patience and a lot of vaseline and baby oil, the ring was finally off.

Eddie didn't know who was more relieved, him, Buck or Maddie.

Needless to say, Chim's face after seeing the ring, was priceless.

Buck shows up with an engagement ring on his finger and keeps avoiding all the questions about it leading to the team thinking he might have secretly gotten engaged (and poor Eddie's heart breaking) when the reality is he got a ring stuck on his finger while helping Maddie ringshop for Chim engagement ring except its supposed to be a surprise so he can't just come out with it

[softbuckismykink]

Bulletproof Picasso

Okay I know I posted a AU idea about PresidentialSon!Buck here and I said I’m not gonna write it but I lied. Yes I know I can’t help myself when I saw @promptabuddie​‘s post^ 

This was supposed to be posted like weeks ago but life happens. Also this was supposed to be a short one shot but the fic had a mind of its own.

So here’s the basics you need to know about this AU: Bathena adopts Buck as a baby, Buck is a firefighter, and this fills that^ prompt. The rest you gonna find out in the fic itself. Title is in reference to a song by Train of the same title. Also in my head I re-casted Katrina Law as Lena so I’d write her character with justice; Nothing against Rousey but yeah in my version of Lena Bosko is Katrina Law (cause she’s a badass in both H50 and Arrow) just saying. 

Warnings: Long ass exposition; Lots of backstories and Buck being ridiculous(ly adorable);  Lena is Eddie’s Partner (Secret Service); Likable!Lena; 

x-posted to AO3

Summary: Buck did have a knack for coming up with the most ridiculous excuse. So when the President asked him what the hell was he thinking, his answer was perplexing but at the same time not surprising at all.

“Um so I’m trying out the bulletproof vest?” At the blank stares he is getting Buck continued, “Well and what do you know it works! Really five stars will recommend to my police officer friends!” 

Am I made of paper 'Cause I tear so easily Am I made of vapor Because I disappear Do I have to have a reason For anything I feel Just be glad I'm real Glad I'm real Am I real?

Buck was knocked down before he even felt a dull throbbing pain on his chest or heard the loud beating of his heart. They said life would flash before your eyes when you are in the brink of death. He guess that’s true because the second that bullet hit his chest he started thinking of what brought him to this very moment. 

Robert “Buck” Evan Nash, Jr. pretty much grew up in the public eye. Being the white grandson of the first black president, Samuel Carter, was quite a headline maker. It didn’t matter that at the time of his grandfather’s tenure that Buck is the only son of the only child of the president, the press loved mentioning that particular distinction. 

The press never let him forget that he was adopted, making it seem like he is not really a part of the first family because he is different; and if Buck’s parents, Athena and Bobby, were any less loving Buck would have grown up to resent his circumstances. Fortunately for Buck, his parents loved him so much that it only bothered him as much as the birthmark over his left eyebrow bothered him, which is to say almost never. All because both his parents and grandparents were an over protective bunch. They shielded him from the worst that the media reported. 

Evan was adopted as a baby. He’d known that fact since he could remember, even before he knew what the word ‘adopt’ really meant. His adoption was deemed controversial, and was met with a lot of scrutiny, seeing that it happened when his grandfather was seeking re-election. Some thought it was just a publicity stunt to gain support for President Carter, but Bobby and Athena was quick to deny such allegations to anyone who dare brought it up. 

His parents Robert “Bobby” Evan Nash, Sr., a firefighter, and Athena Nash, a prosecutor, raised him in a small townhouse in west Virginia in attempt to give him a normal life. Well as normal as possible with 24/7 security and routine trips to the White House to visit his grandparents, or as Buck called them Popo and Gigi. 

As a kid Buck acted like a little Bobby Nash, dressing up like a firefighter and playing with his trucks, but no one can deny he’s a Mama’s boy. In every public appearance he has as a little child it’s always him clinging closely and tightly to his Mom, Athena Nash. These public appearances were inevitable but they endured it for years while Samuel Carter ran the arguably most powerful country in the modern world. 

After his grandfather left the White House when Buck was six, the Nash family of three live a relatively quiet and normal life. Buck’s mom Athena is still a prominent and well-known prosecutor but his dad Bobby is a simple man and made a living as a firefighter. They moved to the west coast in LA where Bobby have a job as a fire captain in LAFD and Athena as Assistant District Attorney of the LA county.  The public appearances significantly lessened but not the scrutiny, well at least not in local circles. But Buck need not worry of it all because his parents are zealous in protecting him against the vultures.

Needless to say Buck grew up relatively happy despite the public scrutiny and the circumstances of his adoption. The only instance he remembered being slightly unhappy was when he was ten and his mom was pregnant with his little sister, May. His Dad and Mom were so happy about the new baby, and at first Buck was happy too. That is until one of the mean kids in his elementary school told him that he should get lost already because his ‘fake’ parents are getting rid of him anyways because they are getting their real kid soon and they won’t need him anymore. 

Buck went home upset that day but tried not to let it show. Not that he was successful, looking back Buck was pretty sure his parents knew but let him be knowing or rather hoping he’ll come to them himself when he’s ready to share. Just like how he use to as a little child. But this time it was different, because it was the first time some one implied his loving parents, the only ones he’s ever known were not his real ones, that he is not their ‘real’ kid.

So he kept it to himself. He cried himself to sleep only to wake up in the middle of the night. It was when he decided that he had to leave. So Buck wrote a letter to his parents and had his favorite backpack filled with his favorite comics and pop tarts and a bottle of water. He left the goodbye letter to his parents on their fridge. Then he sneak out in the early morning while his parents were asleep.

Dear Mama and Dad Mr. and Mrs. Nash Bobby and Athena, 

I want to say thank you for taking care of me   and feeding me   and giving me a  home to stay at. I know I’m not your  real kid and I [apriciate] that you [taked] me in like I’m your real kid. I’m really glad you are [finaly] getting your real baby. She is so lucky to have you both. I’ll  always love you both. I’ll miss you.  But don’t worry about me, I’ll be okay. 

Love,

Robert Evan Nash 

Buck doesn’t remember much about what happened after sneaking out or how he got to his Uncle Micheal’s house but he remembered sitting in his uncle’s living room when his parents finally found him. 

“Robert Evan Nash, Junior!” Buck heard his mom’s stern voice before she even saw her. When he did see her the fist thing she did was hug him so tight. Then pulled away trying to inspect him, for what, Buck couldn’t really tell.

“You had us worried kiddo.” Bucked looked up when he heard his father’s voice noticing the slight frown in the man’s face.

“Don’t you ever run away again, young man, or it’ll be your last!”

“I’m-- Look Ma-- I mean look Athena, Bobby--” Buck started as he pulls away from his mother’s embrace.

“Wait, Bobby, tell me we did not just hear our son call us by our first names?!”

“Don’t call me your son, I’m not your son!” Buck protested in anger which quickly melted once he noticed the devastated look on his parents faces. He could feel the tears forming in his eyes.“You are gonna have your real kid really soon. You guys should focus on her. You don’t need me anymore.”

“And what you think just because we are having ‘our real kid’ we are just gonna forget about that kid we spent a decade loving?! It doesn’t work that way, Evie.”

“I--” 

“Son, just because we are having another child doesn’t mean we’ll forget about you. It doesn’t mean we love you any less.” 

“It breaks our hearts to think you feel that way. Your father and I love you so much, Evan.”

“You don’t need to leave us because you are afraid we’ll be leaving you behind, because your mother and I, we’ll always be here with you, no matter what.”

“Now you stop this nonsense about you not being our real son okay. Just because I didn’t give birth to you doesn’t make you any less our real child than this one does.” His mother said holding on to her pregnancy bump as she does.

“Your mom is right. You are not any less our son, just like May isn’t any less my daughter because I didn’t father her.”

Evan didn’t understand back then what they meant about that last part. Eventually though they explained to him how his Dad, Bobby, is sterile and so they had to ask Uncle Micheal to be their sperm donor and his Uncle Micheal was May’s biological father. And that doesn’t make his Dad, Bobby any less than May’s real Dad, because he is. 

When six years later his parents decided to have another child, this time it was Buck who dealt with his little sister’s feeling of jealousy. He told her what his parents told him six years ago, “May, just because Mama and Dad are having Harry doesn’t mean they love us any less okay?” 

“If you say so Buckaroo...”

“I say so, May-bear.” Buck beamed at his little sister, and hugged her tight to reassure her. “Now Popo, Gigi and the troops are gonna be here real soon and you know how Gigi gets, so why don’t you help me clean up and prepare the guest rooms huh?”

Buck was 17 when Harry was born, and unlike May’s birth which his parents surprisingly kept under the radar, Harry’s birth was anything but quiet. It seemed like the whole of America was tuned in to the birth of former President Carter’s grandson. Their family was once again on the forefront of national news. His mom cleverly turned that attention away from their private lives and to her campaigns for issues she deemed necessary to talk about like women’s reproductive rights.

It didn’t take long for Democratic Congressional Campaign Committee to take notice and approach Athena to run for congress. Slowly but surely, Evan’s mom’s popularity grew. Her transition from prosecutor to politician seemed to happen quickly. It took less than ten years before Athena’s running a national campaign. 

As his mother fame grew, Buck tried to find his own way in the world. Growing up with Bobby and Athena as his model for success, he knew he’d like to be like them and help people, but in his own way. So Buck traveled around in search of himself. He spent most of his early twenties journeying through South America, doing odd jobs here and there to support himself. For the most part he enjoyed it more than he think he’d enjoy a traditional college experience. He knew though that eventually he have to go back home. 

On Buck’s twenty sixth birthday, the first birthday he spent back home with family in the last four years, he announced his plans for the future. They gathered in his grandparent’s place in west Virginia since Popo and Gigi are the ones taking care of Harry and May while Bobby and Athena are going round the country in preparation for his mother’s campaign. The elections won’t happen for another three years in 2020 but his parents are going around to amass support.   

“So Ma, and Dad, Popo, and Gigi, May, Harry,” Evan looked at each one of them before announcing “I um, I’ve decided to finally stay stateside permanently this time.”

“That’s great Buck!” Harry beamed. “Finally, we get to see you more.”

“You see me every Thanksgiving, Christmas, and you guys birthdays, that’s like eight times a year.”

“Exactly 8 out of 365. That’s just about 2% of the year.” May argued, pouting at her older brother. “And we never see you on your birthday, Buck.” 

“Well I’m here and it’s my birthday so I think--”

“Oh you know what I meant.”

“Yeah I do.” Evan grinned at her. “I just like pointing out your mistakes in logic-”

“Your face is a mistake in logic-”

“Robert Evan! May Ann!”

“But Mama~ Buck started it.” May whined but at her mother’s threatening glare she stopped and glared at her older brother instead, said older brother of course just grinned in triumph at being able to annoy his little sister.

Athena just rolled her eyes at her kids’ antics. Bobby was quick to pick the conversation back up though.

“What are your plans then, son?” Bobby asked. “You want to join me and your Ma? You can help with the campaign, appeal to the young voters.”

“I’d be glad to help with the campaign in anyway I can but I was actually thinking of doing something else.”

“Well what is it that you want to do?” Beatrice prompted and asked when he noticed Evan hesitated on telling them.

“You know you can tell us,” Samuel prodded. “Short of anything criminal, we’ll support whatever it is.” 

“Um I want to be a firefighter like Dad, so I’m thinking of completing a fire science degree, I have almost all the general education credits already so I’m thinking that and the fire academy after.”

“Well that’s a good plan.” Bobby approved, smiling at his son, “You moving back to LA then? Cause I just need to tell Carla so the house would be ready for you to move back in.”

“Well actually, um I’m planning to move to Austin.”

“Like Texas?” Buck’s grandpa asked.

“Not like Texas, Popo. In Texas.” Evan said cheekily.

“You don’t even know anyone in Texas, sweetie.” Gigi piped up showing her concern and disbelief. “Where will you even live?”

“Yes I do, Gigi. Remember Carlos, Dad?” Buck asked but didn’t wait for an answer before continuing,  “His family moved in Austin like years ago.” 

“Who’s Carlos?” his little brother asked.

“Um you don’t know him, Harry. I don’t think even May does. He was my best friend in elementary. Dad and Carlos’ mom used to work together at 118.”

“Carlos? Juanita Reyes’ kid?” His Dad asked finally catching on and remembering the little boy who always tags along with his son after school. “That Carlos?”

“Yes, Dad. We reconnected when we met each other again in Chile. He was visiting family.”

“Oh is he the little boy you used to have a crush on when you were a ten?”

“GIGI!” Evan loudly protested. “I did not-- I never--”

“Oh, don’t deny it now, Robert Evan Reyes.” His mom jokingly chided. “You use to practice signing your name that way.”

“I did not!” Buck protested cheeks blushing. At his mom’s raised Eyebrow of Disbelief ™ he pouted and asked, “How did you even-” 

“I know because your dad was so upset. I mean not his regular pissed off I’m gonna punch something upset but baking three different pastries at three o’clock in the morning upset. So I thought it was really something serious. But turns out he found your notebook filled with the name Robert Evan Reyes.” Athena told her story barely suppressing a laugh while she does so. “It was a few months after your disappearing act, and your dad thought you still aren’t convinced enough that we love you and that you wanted nothing to do with us, and that’s why you wanted to change your last name. I had to calm him down explain to him about puppy love and crushes and dream weddings.”

“In my defense,” his dad went on to add, “I never thought about changing my name to my crush’s name when I was a kid so it never occurred to me that it was about Buck’s crush on the boy.”

“Wait Buck, is Carlos your boyfriend now?” Harry asked. “Is that why you’re moving with him instead of with us at Popo’s?” 

“No, Carlos is not my boyfriend. He’s a police officer at Austin PD.”

“What does being a cop have to do with a guy being your boyfriend?” May asked challengingly. “Are you saying you wouldn’t date him because he’s a cop? Isn’t that taking the firefighter vs cop rivalry too far?”

“I didn’t mean anything like that. I’m just saying that he isn’t my boyfriend. And that he is a cop. Two different things that are allowed to be unrelated.”

“Sure, they are allowed but you know what isn’t?” Gigi asked, not waiting for a reply before answering her own question. “Lying at this dinner table. I know we never really talked about this but you know me and Popo or your parents don’t care that he’s a guy. We all support gay marriage.”

“Mom!” Athena glared at her mother knowing where she’s trying to take the conversation. “That’s inappropriate.”

“It’s true!” 

“That doesn’t make it r--” But whatever Athena was about to say was interrupted by her dad trying to change the conversation. 

“Beatrice, don’t you think Buck is too young to think about marriage?”

“No I think not, Samuel.” Beatrice said not allowing her husband to change their topic, leaving Athena to roll her eyes at her and huff while her mom continued to argue her point, “Bobby and Athena were at Buck’s age now when they had him, and they were married for three years before that. Plus you and me are not getting any younger. I’d like to have seen at least one of my great-grandchildren before I go.” 

“Okay can everyone please calm down.” Buck shook his head at the adults in the table. “Carlos isn’t my boyfriend anyway so this whole conversation is pointless.”

“So if you are not moving to Texas because of this Carlos guy, why chose Texas at all? If your goal is to be a firefighter, isn’t LA a much better choice?”

“Oh I don’t think Buck would willingly move back to LA, Gigi.” May casually commented.

“And why is that?” 

“Well duh, Abby lives there.” Harry answered cheekily, which earned him a glare from his older brother. 

“Abby?” Athena voiced the question all the adults in the table seemed to be thinking. Buck looked at his younger siblings, gesturing for them to shut their mouths, hand slashing on the side of his throat.

“Wait Buck, didn’t you ever tell mama and dad about dating Abby Clark?” May asked totally ignoring the non-verbal hints her brother was conveying.

“Clark? Like your high school swim coach, Clark?” Bobby asked remembering his son’s swim coach has the same last name. “I didn’t know Miss Clark has a daughter.”

“It’s not her daug-”

“Her niece perhaps then?”

“Not her niece-”

“No, don’t tell me...” Athena trailed off finally realizing what her oldest trying to tell them, “Robert Evan Nash, Junior!”

“Mama!” Evan parried back with equal fervor. “This is why I never told you guys, I knew you’d be upset!”

“Of course I am upset! That lady is two decades older than you!”

“17 years is not two decades, Ma.” Buck tried to reason.

“You are not really helping your case, son.” Bobby shook his head.

“She was older and in a position of power, Evan. Clearly she used that to take advantage of you.”

“Nothing happened when she was my coach, Ma. It happened after I graduated. I was eighteen, we were together for like six months. I loved her. Or I thought I loved her but she realized she didn’t have time for a relationship. Not with an immature boy and not with her having to take care of her mom. I understood that. Or I told myself I did. We broke up and that’s-”

“When you started running away from your family.” Athena finished his sentence, as her frown deepens. 

“I’m not running away from you guys! I’m trying to find myself!”

“In freaking South America!”  

“It’s not because of her, Ma!” Buck argued.

“Oh really?!” Athena raised her Eyebrow of Disbelief™ and Buck has no choice but to capitulate. 

“Okay, maybe a little,” Buck said but continued to argue his point, “though you can’t deny that it’s a journey I need at that time, regardless of what led to it. Besides I’m back now, this whole conversation about Abby is a moot point, just like the conversation about Carlos.”

“Okay, I say we table this conversation and talk about something else.” Bobby said.

“Oh can we talk about the time Buck um...” Harry trailed off at his older brothers glare before returning it with a mischievous grin, “You know that time he snuck a girl to 118 and stole the ladder truck.”

“Robert Evan Nash Junior!”

“Really you’d think it’s gang-up-on-me-day not my birthday.” Evan grumbled and pouted at them. “I really hate you guys. It’s no wonder I tried to runaway when I was ten.”

“Oh you love us.”

“Yeah, Mama, I do.”

Buck did as he intended, and moved to Austin. He rented the extra room at Carlos’ parent’s house. It used to be a detached garage that they had converted into a studio apartment. He finished his fire science degree in eighteen months and immediately started at his firefighter training. All too soon he was graduating at the fire academy, top of his class. 

Evan was just done with his first year of probation at Station 126 when his mother ran and won the democratic primaries. It was a hectic few months between the primaries and the November elections. Buck spent the time he was’t working traveling all over Texas and nearby states campaigning for his Mom. It was tiring but it was all worth it especially when it was announced that his mom won 29 of the 38 electoral votes in the state turning Texas, a republican stronghold since the 80′s,  back to a blue state. 

He was happy for her because he knows his  mom worked hard for it. In turn his  family was happy for him for now being a full-pledged firefighter. Every thing was going well for all of them. Especially when his mom unsurprisingly won the elections. 

However there is the small issue of having secret service protection conflicting with  Buck being able to do his job. He wasn’t too worried though because he figured as an adult son of the president, he could always decline secret service protection. His mom would understand and not force it on him.

Buck didn’t count on how overprotective his dad can be though. 

He was glad to finally be home in his apartment in Austin. Three hours of flight from DC to Austin, not to mention the two months spent in campaign tours, exhausted him. He was glad for his mother’s triumph but at the same time he was also glad that the campaign is over and he could go back to his real life. Or so he thought. 

After grabbing dinner with Carlos and TK, who picked him up from the airport, Buck was letting himself into his apartment. There was a commotion behind the door which makes Buck suspicious enough that he was about to call Carlos back for backup, only for his front door to open and reveal a unbearably handsome man wearing a cheap black suit, unbearable because no man should be allowed to look that good in a cheap suit especially when that man is clearly invading Buck’s privacy and likely stealing things or something.

“Who the fuck--”

“Evan, language!” his father scolded, appearing behind the good-looking cheap suit guy who stepped aside to let him in the apartment.

“Dad what are you doing here?” Buck asked confused since he knew five hours ago the man was just saying goodbye to him at a private airfield in DC. It took him a moment to realize that the man that he thought was too good looking to be a thief or hoodlum was actually a secret service agent assigned to his Dad. 

“I thought Agent Kinard and Perez would be your assigned agents?”

“They are, Tommy is doing a perimeter sweep, Armie went on a food run.”

“So what’s with the new guy then?”

“Buck meet Agent Eddie Diaz.” At the introduction the handsome agent held his hand out for Buck to shake which he automatically reached for, and if Buck felt a tingle ran through him the moment they touch, he didn’t bother acknowledging it since he is too busy frowning at the situation he is finding himself in. Buck is quite sure he wouldn’t like whatever his father is gonna say,  “Agent Diaz will be the point man of your security detail. There’s another Agent, Josh Russo, who’s with Tommy doing a perimeter sweep.”

“Dad I told Ma already, no secret service. I can’t do my job with some men in black following me around!”

“Which is why I had carefully chosen agents who would be able to back you up in the field. Agent Diaz served as a Medic in the Army. Agent Bosko who’ll be arriving tomorrow, served in the Navy as Damage Control. And Agent Russo, was former SWAT and has experience in rescue operations. Those jobs would transition well into a firefighting.”

“Dad, I can’t just show up to work go to the Captain and say, hey Cap mind if I bring three tag-a-longs? Don’t worry they are house-trained and all! It doesn’t work that way, Dad!”

“I’ve already talked to the Fire Chief Mulaney and your station’s captain, Owen Strand. They agreed to have one of the agents with you on the field, they would go undercover as part-time hires, and would be assigned to partner up with you. They’ll do 48-hour rotation with you. I had Agent Diaz prepare a schedule to give to your Chief and another to your fire captain.”

“But Dad!” 

“No buts, Buck!” Bobby said just as loudly, showing the extent of his worry for his oldest. “We’re just taking your threat profile seriously, son. You are the only one in our family not living in the White House, which means you are the most vulnerable to malicious attacks against your mother. With your job they can even make it look like an accident. I can’t just leave you unprotected. Your mom and I wouldn’t be able to sleep at night, so please don’t fight me on this, son.”

Buck hated that he can’t say no to his Dad. Robert Nash, Sr has always been the overprotective sort. But he’s never one to beg, not until now. Because reality is that Buck is old enough to decline the secret service protection, whether his parents liked it or not. So his dad played dirty and begged, and Buck couldn’t ever say no to that, not when it comes from the man that raised him and loved him unconditionally. 

First few calls he went with Agent Diaz were medical calls and while it’s slightly irritating specially when the Agent would somehow it was bearable. Besides TK, whose the Captain’s son and Carlos, Buck’s best friend, no one knew that the three new hire at 126 where undercover Secret service agents assigned to protect Buck. Well no one officially knew but Buck guessed that no one was fooled about who the new hires really were. It’s just no one talked about it.

He’s getting used to having one of the agents always around. Bosko is always sarcastic, Russo is chatty and flirty, and that Diaz is quiet and gloomy. They are not too bad. But it didn’t mean that Buck liked them. In fact one could definitely argue that he hated them, or rather specifically Diaz. With a strength of a raging fire, one could say.  The man is just annoyingly controlling, in that it gets to Buck’s nerves.

It came to head when they got a call about a house fire in the ghetto area in Austin, and what turned out to be part of a gang war. They put out the fire pretty quickly but one of the injured gang member has an unexploded grenade embedded to his thigh. They secured the injured young man, who is probably no older than sixteen, in the back of an ambulance but soon discovered that the grenade is some special Vietnam war era grenade and is already missing a pin, hence the slightest movement can and will trigger an explosion. There’s no time to wait for the military expert which is at least 30 minutes out.  

“We couldn’t wait for the Bomb squad or the boy would bleed out.” Diaz informed the captain and suggested, “I could go in and securely pull it out, I have the training.”

“I’ll go with Eddie,” Buck volunteered.

“Oka-” the captain was about to agree but was cut off.

“No.” The agent simply said tone commanding no further objection, which Buck of course completely ignored.

“What do you mean no?” Buck challenged.

“I’m gonna have to pull rank Captain Owens.” Diaz said letting the captain know that he isn’t gonna budge on his decision and how he expected things to go. “I would go inside and get that grenade but I wont have Buck with me when I do. It’s too dangerous. Russo is on his way to help with crowd control.” He said the last four words deliberately which Buck understood as code for Russo is there to help with babysitting Buck. 

And sure enough Agent Josh Russo arrived in his turnout gear ready to partner up with Buck even when he is not originally part of the crew that answered the call.

“Okay, I’m not gonna waste anymore minute debating this.” Captain Strand shook his head before turning to the rest of his crew, “Anyone else not named Evan Nash willing to go through the hare-brained stunt that Diaz here likes to attempt?” 

“Me Cap,” Judd raised his hand to call the captain’s attention to him, “I’ll go with Diaz.”  

“Okay Ryder you, run with Diaz!” Strand nodded to his second in command, before turning to the President’s son, “Buck you stay here with Russo, help deal with the crowd!”

Buck silently fumed as they wrapped up at the scene and debriefed the police. 

“You!” Buck exclaimed the moment they were all in the fire truck on their way back. It was only him, Cap, Russo and Diaz riding with TK driving the truck, so Buck didn’t bother hiding his anger as he turned to the annoying agent, “What the hell is that?!”

“What?”

“The fucking stunt you pulled with Cap?!”

“Oh you meant me doing my job?” Eddie said dismissing Buck’s anger like it’s irrelevant inconvenience, “You forget that I’m not actually a firefighter, Mr. Nash. I’m a federal agent assigned to keep you alive.”

And Buck has no retort for that but if that’s how the agent want to play it, then Buck would play. So whenever the opportunity to be reckless presents itself Buck would grab it. From free climbing on the side of a cliff with minimal gears, to being the first to every door without waiting for backup. Buck is doing everything to make it hard for Diaz to do his job.

It’s clearly frustrating the Agent every time Buck is being reckless but he’s being mum about it. He endures and backs up what ever hare-brained stunt Buck wanted to pull. That is until Buck took it too far and actually defied a direct order from Captain Owens.

They just responded to a call regarding an old McMansion on fire. When they got there the owners of the house told them that their blind older brother was stuck inside but they couldn’t go in because they didn’t know if their brother deactivated the traps which they said are deadly. 

Buck, of course rushed in as soon as they got the brief not even bothering to wait for Captain’s order and also ignoring the summons to fall back insisting that he got it. 

“What the hell is that?!” Eddie shouted as soon as  Buck got out of the booby trapped house that’s now entirely on fire. Fire carrying the victim he saved and handing him off to the paramedics.

“That’s me doing my job, Diaz!” 

“You want to be reckless?! Do you actually have a death wish?! IS that it?! You want to fucking die?”

“And what is it to you huh?!”

“Dying is easy Buck, living is harder.”

“And why are you telling me this?”

“What you think dying makes you a martyr? A hero?! It doesn’t! It makes you dead! It would make your parents miserable! Your siblings would miss you! And me? I’ll be the schmuck that got you killed so think about that for once.”

Buck was cowed by the uncharacteristic anger displayed by the normally unflappable agent. He realized he was being a brat, that Agent Diaz was only doing his job and while he’s being a reckless brat that could get himself and his crew killed if he continued with the stunts he kept pulling just to annoy the agent. He resolve to make it up with the agent later. But right now Buck allowed himself to wallow in guilt.

Buck felt even more guilty when later at the end of their shift it was the agent who approached him first to apologize.

“Sorry I yelled at you earlier,” Eddie said as he hands out a blueberry muffin and a chocolate-banana muffin, “Here the owner of that burned downed McMansion sent these. I don’t know what flavor you liked.”

“Thanks I actually liked both.” Buck said as he accepted the treats. “Look I’m sorry for being a brat and annoying you with my recklessness.”

“No, I get it okay. You are retaliating because of the stunt I pulled with Captain Strand and the kid with the grenade. I get that. Which is why I let yo do what ever you want, but really you need top stop trying to get yourself killed. If you wanted to annoy me there are other safer ways to do it.”

Buck tamp down on the urge to be sarcastic and ask what those ways are. Instead he offered a reluctant smile and asked, “Okay what about a compromise, I’ll stop being a reckless brat, if you stop being a controlling jackass?”

“What about you stop being a reckless brat and I continue doing my job?” Eddie smirked. And fuck it if Buck didn’t like the way the man looked when he did that. So irritatingly sexy.

Buck’s fucking screwed and not in a fun way.

“Where’s Eddie?” Buck asked as soon as he opened his door and not seeing Agent Diaz as he expected.

“Hello Agent Bosko, how are you doing today? How’s you cat?” Agent Bosko said sarcastically imitating Buck before answering her own question, in a fake overly pleasant voice.“Oh why sir, thanks for asking. I’m fine, Binky is fine.”

“Sorry Agent I didn’t mean to be abrupt but really where is Diaz?”

“He called in today, obviously since I’m here but not that you seem to care.”

“I’m just-- Agent Diaz isn’t one to miss a shift so I was wondering what happened.”

“He has a family emergency, his son is in the hospital, pneumonia.” Agent Bosko explained.

“Is the kid okay?” Buck asked not even bothering to hide his worries.

“Chris is stable but they are keeping him for observation.” Buck wanted to ask more, which Agent Bosko clearly noticed so she graciously offered, “Hey since it’s your day off today, if you wanted we could visit them.”

Buck of course readily agreed, so he quickly changed into and piled into the black SUV. As customary, Buck took the backseat passenger side, another protocol that the agents are unwilling to compromise on.

“So, how’s your cat, Binky is it you said?” Buck tried breaking the awkward silence in the car. 

“I don’t have a cat.” Agent Bosko replied smirking at the rearview mirror. “Which is what I’m saying. I mean I know we are  not friends or anything but you don’t have to push us away either. I mean, unless something huge happened, at the very least you’d be stuck with us for at least four years, but most likely with how popular your mom’s approval rating, it will be likely eight years. The least you could do is know a little something about us, like for example I don’t have a cat.”

“Okay. You are right, so tell me about you.” Buck said, relenting. And so Lena and him filled the forty-five minute ride to hospital with idle chatter about How Lena got into thee service, Buck’s time in South America, and all the secret service gossip Lena heard about from other agents.  

Arriving at the St. Francis Children’s Hospital. Agent Bosko lead him straight to the elevators, obviously knowing where to go. Buck guessed she’d been here before. When “Okay Diaz is on room 310, just go on in I’ll wait here.” 

“Agent Diaz,” Buck announced his presence as soon as he entered the room.

“Sir!” Diaz stood up surprised at sudden intrusion.

“At ease, or whatever Navy slang you guys use,” Buck smirked.

“I was in the Army, not Navy.” Buck heard Eddie grumble under his breath but outwardly ignoring it, though inside he is quietly cheering at having annoyed the older man. 

“And who do we have here?” Buck smiled at the curly head little boy, sitting in the hospital bed with a nasal cannula helping him breathe.

“Um this is my son, Christopher.”

“You’re Mr. Evan Nash! Best Firefighter out of Firehouse 126! Your mama is  President Athena Nash. And your Grandpa is President Samuel Carter.” Christopher recited the facts, amazed but suddenly his face turned serious as he looked to his dad accusingly, “Wait Dad, you said I’m not dying!”

“What?” Eddie asked suddenly alarmed and panicking, “Why son are you feeling weak, or nauseous? Can you breathe? You know what let me get a doc-” Eddie turned to leave but a hand clutched tightly on the sleeve of his shirt. And it broke Buck’s heart to see the tears in the kid’s eyes, he was about to offer to be the one to get the doctor when the boy spoke again, stopping him in his tracks.

“I thought you said I’m not dying so we can’t really submit those Make a- ‘ish forms I fi-filled out but Mr. Evan Nash is he-ere and so I got my wish granted, which means I’m dying.” It took a moment for the kid’s words to sink in but as soon as Buck understood what’s happening he moved to comfort the boy.

“Hey, Hey Buddie don’t cry okay? You are not dying.” Buck said as he sat down on the edge of the kid’s bed and reach out to wipe the young boy’s tears away. “I’m just here to make sure your Dad isn’t playing hooky.”

“Hooky?”

“You know trying to get out of work to do something fun.”

“Is he in trouble now?” The little boy asked giggling at the idea of his father in trouble.

“Well yes! He is, but mostly because he didn’t tell me he’s spending the day with the most awesome kid in all of Austin!”

“Yeah silly daddy, he should have told you, I am the awesomest, Mr. Nash!”

“Tell you what, call me Buck, all my friends call me Buck.”

“Okay, Buck.” The boy beamed at him and Buck can’t help but beam back.

Meeting Eddie’s son endeared the agent more to him. Christopher is unlike any kid he ever met before, and Buck met a lot, having volunteered at Children’s Hospital around the country. It has nothing to do with the kid’s cheery attitude because that quirk isn’t at all unique to Chris. It’s more to do with the almost instant connection he has with Chris. Evan can’t explain it but the moment he met the little boy he felt a tug on a string he didn’t even know was tethered to his heart. 

From then on whenever possible, Buck likes to tag along the Diaz Boys. Whenever Buck’s day off coincides with the days that Agent Diaz has to protect him, Buck always insisted that they spent it with Christopher, playing video games. And whenever Buck’s day off coincides with the Agent Diaz’s day off Buck insists on going to the local park or a zoo, dragging both Agents Bosko and Russo with them as additional protection. Which Buck didn’t think is really necessary but Eddie insisted. 

In the two months that Eddie Diaz was protecting Buck, Agent Diaz slowly went from the unbearably handsome cheap suit guy, to most annoying and controlling work partner, to someone who Buck wouldn’t hesitate to think of as family. 

This realization came to him at a charity gala that him mom invited them to. It was an early evening event and was for once kid-friendly so Buck invited the Diaz boys to attend it with him.  Eddie was of course reluctant since he knew that he'll be working as protective detail and wouldn't have time to take care of his son. Buck insisted that he could take care of Christopher plus his little brother and Denny, the Vice President's son, both of whom were around Christopher's age, would be there and it's a good learning experience for Chris. Plus Chris would get to meet the President, and that he already promised Chris he'll tour him around the White house, so really Eddie has no choice.  

Buck was looking to where his siblings, Denny and Chris were seated. Then to his Dad having a lively discussion with his Mom, and his grandparents dragging Eddie from his post to ask him Buck don't even have a clue. Seeing both hisDiaz boys fitting so well with his family makes his heart ache. He can't deny it to himself anymore, he sees both Eddie and Chris as family. Buck would really do anything for family, and would protect them at all cost.  

So when Buck saw Agent Diaz leaping into action to protect his mother, it’s not even a conscious decision for him to leap in front of them both and push them down. It’s such automatic reflex that he didn’t even realized he moved at all until he felt something hit the wide lapel of his suit. The force of the hit knocking him off his feet. 

Bright flashes lights brought Buck to the consciousness. He could feel a dull aching on his chest. Slowly but surely he regained enough awareness to recognize Agent Diaz hovering over him and talking on his earpiece.

“Picasso is down. I repeat Picasso is down I need an immediate med evac--” 

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Domestic Bliss (Sort of)

Last chapter of Domestic Bliss is up! Sorry it took so long, hope you enjoy it! 

Chapter 6 : +1

Summary:

Buck and Eddie have a party to celebrate their domesticity, and something exciting happens.

Whole Fic Summary:

From @promptabuddie:

imeaniguessthatsfine: 5 times someone else witnessed Buddie being very domestic, and 1 time they all did (and it’s like their wedding or something)

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OR

Buck and Eddie are acting more and more coupley. Too bad they're not actually together. Hopefully they'll figure it out soon.

[toughpaperround]

'Left foot: Blue'

A fanfic for 911, featuring Buck and Eddie, playing Twister at the 118 Firehouse Games Night. Prompted by @promptabuddie (🍒😉)

Rated M, 1.5k

[mr-and-mr-diaz]

Thank you!! 😊❤️

My current WIP is an original mm romance that I'm in love with (I'm allowed to be in love with my own work, right?) It's over half done, published consistently every Wednesday.

Last line so far: "Limp as a rag doll, I followed Father’s jerking arm into the carriage and let the door slam on the last of my freedom."

Yes, my poor main character is going through a bit of a rough time atm, but for those of you who hate sad endings, worry not, so do I! 😘

Tagging @akatsuki-shin @bldramagalore @chiefprofessor @dailybuddie @edmundo-diaz @fytheuntamed @gacktova @hernandofuentes @ineffableboyfriends @jovannievlogs @kavans @lanzhanlanzhan @mrlovenstein @oliverstarked @promptabuddie @quiet @ryanaguzmanfanpage @sacetcendre @tabbytabbytabby @uweiy @without-ado @xiaoxzhan @youcanhavemybackanyday @zhansww

No pressure, love you all and have fun! ❤️

Last Line Meme

Rules: post the last line you wrote (from any WIP or finished piece) and tag the same number of people as there are words.

I've been tagged by the awesome @novemberhush (who also did tagged me with various other things which I obviously appreciate but didn't have a chance to properly participate in 😣😅)

While I barely write these days, I remember @novemberhush reminded me to be kind with myself.

So here is a little snapshot of my WIP:

"We have the time, Eddie."

So 5 people I'm gonna tag are @kitkat0723 @teambuddie-118 @matan4il @perfectlynervousbeard @diazbuckleysworld and whoever wishes to participate consider yourself tagged

And no pressure to those who are tagged ❤️