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You know what I want? Buck being wooed. Buck being the one showered in love and made comfortable. Being the one not having to cling or question what he means to his partner. Tommy seems to be more mature and comfortable in himself so I’m hoping he will be exactly what Buck needs for his first queer relationship. I don’t mind it lasting for while. I hope it’s a good healthy relationship that shows Buck how they can be. If he does end up with Eddie I want them to both go into it in a good place. Because Buck deserves this. He deserves to feel loved and special and whole and to know what it is to be in a healthy relationship and mutual appreciation. Just give that boy all the good things.
#evan buck buckely#buddie#eddie díaz#911 on abc#bi evan buckley#bicon#queer buck#soft buck#tommy kinard#hold his face and kiss him softly
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What Would You Do If They Never Found Us Out?
Buddie | 5.4k | Explicit
Eddie moans in his ears, Buck's enthusiasm driving his thrusts. They push and pull, chase and relent, hold and release. Eddie looks at Buck like he hung the moon, like the sun only shines because of him. They are close, so close and Buck is moaning and writhing, body going pliant under Eddie's, ready to chase that high with his boyfriend when suddenly the door opens with a bang, a sliver of light enters in the dark room, the tiny sliver of ray bright enough to blind Buck. Eddie's thrusts falter and then stops as he slowly turns his head to look at their interruption, horror streaked across his face.
"What the fuck-"
"Holy fucking-"
"Hell no-"
"Motherf-"
Curse words fly everywhere, from four different voices, merging with each other through the similar shock and disgust written all over them.
Buck squints his eyes to see Hen and Chimney standing at the door, mouths open, eyes wide, tiny gasps pouring out of their lips.
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Eddie and Buck are secretly dating, until they get caught
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#buddie#eddie diaz#evan buck buckley#buck x eddie#buddie fanfic#buddie fic#buddie secret relationship#coming out#eddie diaz coming out#gay eddie diaz#bisexual evan buckley#911 fox#911 season 6#post lighting#soft buddie#soft buck#soft eddie#buddie angst#buddie fluff
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“you can hear it in the silence”🌙✨
#i just love them so much#they deserve to be soft and cuddly together#buddie#911#911 on abc#buddie fanart#911 fanart#evan buck buckely#evan buckley#eddie diaz fanart#eddie diaz#buck x eddie
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𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔
requested by @daughterofscotland ♡
#bucktommy fanart#buck x tommy#tommy kinard#evan buckley#911 fanart#911 abc#tevan fanart#tevan#i'm so soft for them
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Not to me. Not if it's you.
More buddie: disaster4disaster; How Long? VERY; Something Something;
#soft boys are soft#eddie diaz#evan buckley#evan buck buckley#buddie#911#911 text posts#buddie textposts#idk if thats really a tag but ima try#911 memes#911 crack#i had no tumblr for 4 days and this is what happened
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Buck was so careful, tactful, considerate, blunt but unbelievably gentle about it... I ship Buddie immensely but that scene showed the rock-solid way Buck and Eddie support each other the best they know how, platonically or otherwise, and I just 🥹🥹
kinda insane over how people thought buck would yell at eddie but instead buck comes through the back door of eddies house and asks eddie if his girlfriend was there before asking tf was going on 😭
can we be serious like anyone who reacted any way other than how buck did has some weird fucking ideas about friendship because 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 imagine being in THIS situation and feeling anything except HORROR AND WORRY FOR YOUR BEST FRIEND
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You know what? I don’t WANT an awkward double date. I don’t WANT buck coming out and people having the ‘I know’ reaction or the ‘is it Eddie’ reaction.
You know what I do want?
I want Buck panicking over what to wear for the date. I want Buck flopping on his bed like very teenager after their first kiss all giggly and happy and touching his lips because he kissed a boy
I want Buck smiling every time he says Tommy’s name because maybe it isn’t forever and maybe he’s not even looking for forever anymore but he’s so happy and he’s so light and being with Tommy feels good
I want Tommy to keep calling him Evan, because before Buck was Buck he was Evan and Evan deserves to be happy to be treated so softly and lovingly and Evan deserves to be free.
I want Buck to be happy. To be happy and free and queer in the way we all deserve.
#the other things are nice I guess#buddie would be nice#but honestly I don’t care anymore#I just want to see a happy queer character in media#because we don’t even fully have that with hen and Karen#their journey wasn’t an easy one#and why can’t we get queer characters who have a soft loving kind story#whatoh back at it again#evan buckley#tommy kinard#eddie diaz#911 abc#give me a giddy buck who’s nervous and unsure but so excited#give me a Buck who’s awkward but so determined to make this work and to discover more about himself#give me a Tommy who is so soft with him so gentle so kind#because don’t we all deserve that love? doesn’t Evan Buckley deserve that love?#for once I don’t want the angst for him I just want him to be Happy and Free
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I don't think I will ever NOT think about this gif right here and let me tell you why.
Buck is trying so hard to deflect any positive emotion in this situation because he still feels immense guilt for "losing" Chris. Even though it all worked out in the end, he hasn't forgiven himself for it and doesn't think he ever will.
Then we have Eddie. The way Eddie follows Buck's eyes no matter how hard he tries to avert his gaze. He knows exactly what Buck is doing and he will NOT let him deflect this. He doesn't stop until their eyes meet. He needs Buck to know that's it's okay and that it's not his fault. He's following Buck's movements and forcing him to lock eyes with him.
Eddie is doing everything in his power to let Buck know that Chris is okay. He is okay. They are okay.
#the softness in his eyes will never not shatter me#ryan guzman you are the king of microexpressions#just look at them#hes so in love its embarrassing#911#evan buckley#buddie#eddie diaz#eddie x buck#buck x eddie#oliver stark#ryan guzman#9-1-1#911 abc
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im working on a buck gifset but i got distracted because look at tommy's smile after buck says "i'm ready for something and i think that something could be with you"
LOOK AT THIS SOFTNESS!!!! FUCKING!!!!!!!!
#bucktommy#tommy kinard#mine#he's so 🥺 for buck#there's so much softness in his eyes.. so much fondness... i need to lie down.....#im in bed but ykno#gifsbyemmajames
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He looks so tiny and young 💔
How long do you think it’s been since someone touched him that softly with that much love?
It's got so much worse since you left, all right? Mom- Mom and Dad think I'm a total loser, and I'm not, Maddie. I'm not, ok? I'm gonna be something. I just... I-I don't know what it is yet.
Hey, of course you will.
🚒 911 rewatch 🚒
#911edit#evan buck buckely#maddie buckley#soft buck#evan buckley#someone just protect them#911hiatus2023
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#I’m just thinking about them and crying#something about feeling so safe with someone you can put down your strong front#Buck being all like everything is cool and I’m okay and here is some salad#and tommys so soft ‘are you okay?’#*distant sounds of me falling down the stairs*#I live here#I’ll die here#evan buckley#tommy kinard#bucktommy#tevan#911
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Buck reading on the couch and it's been HOURS and he's taking up all the couch space with his stupid long ass legs but Eddie doesn't wanna' disturb him and knows he needs to let him come out of that focused zone on his own so he just... crawls over him and lies down on his chest. Buck let's out an 'OOF' but without missing a beat he adjusts Eddie so that he's lying more comfortably on him, puts an arm around him and goes back to reading. Eddie sighs all content and warm and safe and takes the best nap of his life while thinking 'I really get to have this. I get to be protected and cherished and cared for. I'm home '.
#hi have some soft buddie thoughts#cuddling on the couch while doing their own thing#and eddie allowing himself to be soft and vulnerable#oooh it's my jam#911 abc#buddie#eddie diaz#evan buckley#evan buck buckley#buddie headcanons
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- I mean, that's why I called and asked for the tour. You know, it wasn't about me maybe leaving the 118, Tommy. I-I just, I wanted to get to know you.
- Yeah?
#911edit#911verse#911net#anztag#bucktommy#bucktommyedit#tommy kinard#tommykinardedit#kinley#cowboycoven2#cinemapix#cinematv#usersource#tvandfilm#chewieblog#tvarchive#tvedit#dailytv#filmtvcentral#kedits#when he looks at buck all soft like that 🥺
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Eddie drunkenly calls Buck from wine night, confesses some things. On ao3 here.
Eddie calls him at 11:34 pm, and it’s a Thursday, so that means a few things. It’s wine night, the biggest thing. It’s wine night, at Hen and Karen’s, and he knows those start around dinner time so Eddie’s got several hours of alcohol in him. It’s 11:34 pm and Buck got off work at 10:45, another thing, so it’s a toss up whether Eddie timed the call to when he was walking through the door (a feat possible after years of going back and forth between the station, the loft, and the Diaz house at all times of day and night) or if it’s just a drunken coincidence.
“Hello,” Buck answers the phone, dragging out the first half of the word, tossing his keys into the bowl on the counter.
“Buck,” Eddie says, voice bright and not very slurred, but he’s only said one word so far, and Buck sometimes secretly thinks he could probably say his name pretty steadily no matter the situation. Buck is pretty sure he could be all drunk or half dead and still be able to say Eddie just fine, anyway. “Hello. Are you home from, did you get home from work?”
Ah, so, somewhat drunk then. “Did indeed. You still at the Wilsons?”
“Did you, uh- was there fire?” Eddie sounds like he’s trying very hard to sound normal. Buck bites his lip against a snort.
“No fires. Just a half shift, remember. Pretty boring one, honestly.” I missed you probably isn’t fair to say, Buck covered the shift of his own volition, he could have been at wine night if he really wanted. But Donovan’s sister had a baby, what was he gonna do, not let the guy meet his niece? “Hope you had a better time.”
“Great time,” Eddie says, enthusiastic. “They had, uh, mini quiches.”
Buck grins at the empty room. “You’re a man who loves a mini quiche.”
A few seconds of whooshy silence where Buck assumes Eddie is nodding enthusiastically. “The- uh- they had the bacon kind. The kind, and with the- you know, there’s spinach? Can we go to Costco?”
“Sure,” Buck agrees, opening his admittedly pretty sparsely populated fridge. “Could use a grocery run.”
“And get the, get more quiches?”
Buck grabs a protein bar, smiling as fondly as he wants to with no one around to see him. “Yeah, Eds, we’ll get more quiches.”
“And you’ll take the spinach ones? And I get the good ones?”
Buck laughs. “The spinach ones are good. You can barely even taste the spinach, they’re just, like, warm and eggy.”
“Mmm,” Eddie says, doubtfully. “It’s not nice to lie, Buckley.”
“I’m not fucking lying,” Buck cackles. “Your spinach hatred is so unfair, what’d it ever do to you?”
“Taste bad,” Eddie says, adding a blegh sound for emphasis. “It’s like- like- it’s gross, I don’t believe you actually like it, actually. You just want to eat grown up food.”
Buck snorts. “Man, I hate to break it to you, we both turn 34 this year.”
“And I don’t feel like I have to prove that to anybody by eating nasty food,” Eddie says, nose definitely in the air. Buck shakes his head and takes a bite of the protein bar.
“Whatever, man. You just have to live with the fact that Chris is the one sneaking vegetables into your food.”
“You’re so mean. I’m not letting you have any of my actually good quiches.” Empty threat, they always end up sharing, both of them know it. “That’s not even what I called about. That’s not even-“ Eddie huffs so hard it sounds all crackly in Buck’s ear. “I called to tell you that I love you.”
Buck grins. Oh boy, affectionate drunk Eddie is here. He’d wondered just how much wine they’d got through and it seems like Eddie must be nearly a bottle in. “Aw, love you too, bud.”
“No,” Eddie says, and Buck can see the frown from here. “Buck. Listen. I’m in love with you.”
Oh. God. Oh god. “Uh-“ Buck says, stomach swooping all over the fucking place, “Uh- I don’t think this is a conversation we should be having while you’re-“
“Oh, fuck off, shut up. Shut up. It’s fine.”
“Eddie-”
“Buck,” Eddie says, in the annoyed voice he uses when Buck is trying to get him to eat yogurt with his fruit in the morning, or even a dastardly spinach quiche. “It’s fine. It’s fine. I knew you’d- why- stop it. Listen. I feel like this all the time. It’s stupid that I’ve never, like, I never just say this all the time. You’re, like-”
Eddie cuts himself off and Buck waits — sort of fearfully — for him to continue, but the silence keeps stretching on. Buck knows the other side effect of this level on the Eddie Diaz Drunkenness Scale is heightened distractibility, so he probably noticed a nice color or perhaps a bug. They spent a good twenty minutes hanging out with a grasshopper at Hen and Karen’s wedding towards the end of the night, because it was a lovely shade of green and a funny little guy. Oh god, Buck thinks again. I love this man. I love this man a ridiculous amount and we should absolutely wait to talk about it.
But: “You’re tall and you’re in my house,” Eddie says before Buck can do anything to stop him.
“I’m-” Buck glances around the loft. “Eds, I’m at my place.”
“What?” He sounds so indignant that Buck has to cover his mouth to hold a laugh in. “Why?”
“‘Cause I live here?”
“That’s stupid. You should live with me in my house.”
“Should I?” Buck asks, laugh escaping a little bit. “Also, wait, what does me being tall have to do with it?”
Eddie sighs, long and exasperated. “If you live with me you never have to go home and leave me because you’re already at my house. Your house. If you live with me you never have to go anywhere.”
“Never have to go anywhere?” Buck thinks he’s in shock, maybe, about all of this, but teasing Eddie is something that’s always easy to fall into. “I don’t have a job in this scenario?”
“Well you’d go to work. And other places. But you just come back to me all the time.”
“I’d like to come back to you all the time,” Buck says, choking a little on how simply it explains every ache in him. “Eddie-“
“And you’re tall because… it matters because you’re tall because…” Eddie’s voice is soft, his breathing is soft. Buck wonders where he is in Hen and Karen’s house. In a hallway, tucked away from everyone, the nice light from the stained glass lamp they have there warm on his face? On the back porch, out in the cool night air? Buck wants to tell him to come home, wants to make sure he’s warm. “I never had to look up at anybody before.”
“I’ve got like two inches on you,” Buck replies, but his voice is pretty quiet.
“It’s a big two inches,” Eddie says, just as soft. Then, also quiet but of an entirely different flavor, “That's- Sorry- that's what she said.”
“That's-” Buck snorts. “What-” and then giddy laughter bursts up out of him, baking soda and vinegar, foamy and ticklish. He cackles till he’s breathless, listening to Eddie’s responding chuckles over the line, and sinks down to the floor, back against the kitchen island. “You’re so fucking stupid.”
“I scored better on my certification exams than you.”
“That’s not even true!” Buck protests over Eddie’s continuing laughter. “Only in two categories!”
“Overall percentage was higher!” Eddie reminds him, as he does every time they have this argument.
“Well, I remember building construction and related hazards better than you and that’s written down on official paper somewhere.”
“Not fair,” Eddie says, as he always says. “You- you did- you built those. Unfair advantage.”
“I think you’re overselling the kind of experience I got in a few months working construction like a decade ago.”
“It wasn’t a decade when you took the tests,” Eddie points out. “Whatever. Nevermind. And I don’t want to sound like- you’re good at remembering things. You’re not stupid. I don’t want to sound like you are.”
Buck taps his boot against the sink counter in front of him. “I know. You’re not either.”
“I know,” Eddie says, soft again. “But your hands are big, and… you’ve got stubble sometimes, and…” he trails off into just breathing on the other end of the line for several long moments. “Buck,” Eddie whispers in sleepover voice. “Have you ever kissed a boy before?”
“Yeah,” Buck says, knowing Eddie knows this, but playing along anyway. “I have.”
“What's it like?”
Buck hums, closes his eyes. He thinks about the few guys he’d made out with but never followed home when he got to Los Angeles. Thinks about the room he’d crashed in with Connor in Peru, with it’s one mattress and both their clothes living in suitcases because they were too broke to buy any other furniture. He’s still got a t-shirt for a school he never went to, a few sizes too small. The way they hadn’t shared a room once they were in LA, the girls Connor started seeing. He thinks about John from the ranch who left town the next day. He thinks about high school, Len McGuinty under the bleachers in the summer before senior year, both of them giggling and half terrified and the way they’d pretended to barely know each other when school started back up. Hard jawlines and stubble and muscles and height. Having something, for however long you get to have it. Wanting something, very badly. He opens his eyes and it’s almost a surprise that he’s still in the loft. That he’s not at Eddie’s house. All the time in the world there wouldn’t be enough. “It’s good, Eddie. It feels good.”
“Buck,” Eddie breathes, shivery.
“I want to live in your home all the time, and never have to go anywhere,” Buck says, repeats. “I’ll kiss you, if you want.”
“Buck-”
“I’ll love you, if you want.” Eddie is still drunk, Buck tries to remind himself. But it might actually kill him not to say it out loud when Eddie had said he feels like this all the time. How could he not say he feels like this all the time, too? “I’ll love you back. I love you back. I’ll eat all the spinach quiches for you.”
“Buck,” Eddie says, and Buck doesn’t know what expression is on his face, doesn’t know what look is tied to this tone of voice. Is desperate to find out. Quiet down the line for a few moments. And then: “It’s late.”
Buck pulls his phone away from his ear for a second to check the time. Nearly midnight. “Yeah.” His hands feel clammy. It was too much. They should have waited to talk. Eddie wants out now, and that’s fine. Buck will —somehow, skin of his teeth — find a way to be fine with that.
But: “I want to go home,” Eddie says. “Buck. Come and take me home.”
“And then-”
“And then stay.”
“Okay,” Buck gets to his feet, tosses the half eaten bar in the trash. Eddie’s house has food. His home has things to eat.
“Okay,” Eddie says, confident now, everything decided, everything for sure. “I’ll see you soon.
“Minutes,” Buck says, grabbing his keys, half running to the door. “I’ll be there in minutes.”
“Minutes,” Eddie says back. And Buck can hear his smile.
#my writing#your lives are spared from buck mcd a little longer#man i started writing this before bi buck was a real thing!! thats crazy!! he’s bi for real now and has kissed a real dude!#slowly. slowly. one day. i will do all the prompts from that soft prompts list. i should probably post the ones I haven’t done again#let you guys send requests in#i think i might actually still have some in my inbox but again. from like a full calendar year ago#so I’ll give you another opportunity
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OLIVER STARK as Evan 'Buck' Buckley
9-1-1 – 5.17: Hero Complex
#911 abc#cinematv#filmtvcentral#userthing#smallscreensource#dailyflciks#userstream#tvarchive#filmtvtoday#usersource#evanbuckleyedit#tuserdaria#userrlaura#alivedean#alielook#useraudrey2#televisiongifs#911 edit#buck in a soft hoodie my beloved#🥰🥰🥰
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buck and eddie as girl daddies
#good fucking morning#it’s fine#not crying#or anything#because just look at them#they’re so soft#and also#tummy#shshshahshsejs#buddie#911#evan buckley#911 abc#eddie diaz#buck x eddie#evan buck buckely#i mean#help
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