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Dual blog for Eddie Diaz of 9-1-1 and Carlos Reyes of 9-1-1: Lone Star. under construction.

[ofcopsandfires]

buddie being buddie again || from here || @cowboysandheroes

“I promise, okay? I will rewind it to your part. But you agreed to this new year’s kiss thing! You can’t get mad that I want a proper one.” He found himself cradling Buck’s face, kissing his lips a few times over and over, humming softly. “We can watch it all night if you wanna, baby. I just want my damn kiss. This year fucking sucked... starting the new one with a kiss from you will make it unbeatable.” Cheesy and lame, but fuck... Eddie was so ensnared in this man’s magic. “Deal?”

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cowboysandheroes​:

“A problem? I see no problem.” Judd responded with a grin, he was genuinely so in love with this man it blew his mind. “Do you want to sit here and watch this, or do you want to go and make some fireworks of our own?” He asked, wiggling his eyebrows at Owen. Judd honestly would have done anything that Owen wanted him to, but he’d be lying if he’d said that he didn’t hope that the other man would choose the alternative option.

“Naturally, you wouldn’t see winning all the time as a problem. You played football in high school, all you know is winning and having attractive people throwing themselves at your feet.” He’d have been lying if the proposal didn’t spark a specific side of him. The offer almost always drew the results Judd wanted... and tonight wasn’t about to be different. Owen didn’t know how to resist the chance to be close to Judd. He moved to get in his lap, hands sliding up into his hair and tugging gently. “What were you thinking, Cowboy?”

[ofcopsandfires]

stryder cuteness w / my wife || from here || @cowboysandheroes

“Being cute will get you simply everywhere and that is a major problem sometimes, Ryder.” There was no malice in his words as he shifted to get more comfortable, watching the tv as they flashed another count down. Just under half an hour until it was finally no longer the worst fucking year ever. He couldn’t wait. And spending it with Judd was even nicer... the previous year, he’d been at the firehouse with the crew, which was still wonderful- but one on one time with the spouse to be that he saw only while working (or so it felt lately) was heaven to him.

[tarlosbuddie]

TK Strand Week 2020

Day 4: TK and Carlos

TARLOS

[ofcopsandfires]

Are you familiar with CM (Criminal Minds)

i am!!!!! i wrote as spencer reid for a number of years and still do on facebook. fuckin' love criminal minds.

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Are you crossover friendly

i am! just keep in mind that i have to research if it’s not a fandom i am familiar with.

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buckaroo118​:

The way Eddie initially cringed away from his hand broke Buck’s heart. When he finally grasped it Buck gave a gentle, reassuring squeeze, trying to ignore the way the sight of their twined fingers made his heart pound (and also very carefully not examining why that was the case.)

As Eddie sagged against him, nuzzling his neck, Buck held him up, one arm around his waist and the other coming to gently cradle the back of his head. Softly he scratched at the clipped-short hairs at Eddie’s nape. The squeeze made him flush brightly as he returned it, just for an instant debating kissing Eddie’s head. But then he’d stepped back and the moment was gone.

“It’s just a movie, Eddie. I’m more concerned with making sure you’re okay. You haven’t been out long—maybe five, six minutes before I noticed? Less than ten altogether. Sit, I’ve got this. You’ve still the color of a sheet. Let me get you some water.”

“We’ve had plans to watch this for weeks, this is the first time we’ve had to be able to do it and I fucking... mierda.” He was mad at himself, honestly. He was looking forward to this, to movie night. Christopher had helped him make Buck’s favorites, they had set up the living room to be as cozy as possible- movie night with Buck was always an ordeal in the Diaz house- always a reason to pull out all the nice blankets and tastiest snacks. He shifted back to lean closer again, only to stop as Buck directed him to sit, sinking down and leaning forward.  “I-- um. Can you grab me the bottle with the blue lid in my bedside table?”

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buckaroo118​:

As he watched some of the glazed terror left Eddie’s eyes, and he took cautious steps forward like the floor was a frozen lake. Reaching out Buck offered his hand to grasp, a tangible thing to root him more firmly in the present.

God, Eddie just sounded wrecked. His voice was almost… fragile. Like he still could only half-believe this was real. Buck shook his head emphatically as Eddie asked weakly if Christopher had witnessed his breakdown. He knew how important it was to Eddie to put forth an invincible facade for his son.

“No, he’s in his room working on his homework. He has a spelling test next week and some math worksheets to do. You signed his planner already and it’s in his bag.”

If Eddie would let him Buck would guide him to the couch and help him sit, get him some water. Even relatively short panics could be enormously draining, both mentally and physically.

The hand coming out made Eddie flinch violently at first, until it hit him that it was just a hand- one he could often already find in his own. He laced their fingers, focusing on the force he was using to get as much of Buck’s palm to his as he could, the contact already doing loads to soothe him- there was going to be no denying after this that Buck had become his anchor. That was going to be fun to discuss in therapy next week. As Evan assured him that Christopher was safe out of the way, then told him what he had accomplished before losing time, Eddie found himself nodding slowly, stepping closer still and leaning to put his forehead on Buck’s shoulder, taking a few deep breaths before he melted against the other man, nuzzling into his neck a second, voice still shaky. “I don’t know what set that off, I’m sorry. I-- we can rewatch your movie. I’m sorry, Buck...” It was a powerless feeling, coming out of a panic attack. He squeezed Buck, then let go, backing off to his original spot. “I need to check on dinner, I left it cooking. Shit, how... fuck. How long was I gone?”

[buckleys-diaz]

See, they’re more than coworkers or friends. They’re my family. There’s nothing stronger than family.

[bilosan]

[ofcopsandfires]

wholesome buddie || @buckaroo118

The words didn’t register, not at first. He hadn’t had an episode like this in years, but leave it to the one constant in his life to figure out how to get him back to level. He turned to look at him as he went on his thing, telling his name, where he was, trying to draw him back. Slowly, things started looking more familiar. He recognized his home, the sounds of the movie Buck wanted to watch, the smells of the kitchen, still permeating the air with the smell of the soup he’d spent all morning on with Christopher.  “Buck.” It sounded hollow, like he wasn’t sure it was him, but he let the instinct to move closer propel him up a few steps, stopping just in front of Evan. “Tell me he didn’t see me losing my mind...” He’d never had a break in front of his son before, and as he waited for the answer, he found himself sweeping the room, making sure it was secure. 

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things you said when fear cut deep

ooooh angst || from here

He’s reeling, heart hammering. It feels like an episode, and maybe he’s right- he should have called in that refill sooner... but as Buck reaches, Eddie swings, stepping back, putting space between them, eyes wild as he struggles to breathe. He sees a hand move, knows his best friend is just trying to ground him, offer him comfort... but it’s not the time, because can’t fucking Evan see he’s dying? His heart hammers harder as he grounds out.  “ -- don’t waste your fucking time on someone like me, Evan. “

[vhsmeme]

* things said meme

things you said over the phone

things you said with the tv on mute 

things you said when you were proud

things you said under your breath

things you said with sorrow between your fists

things you said when you were lost

things you said when our world began to crumble

things you said with too many days between us

things you didn’t say at all

things you said that i wasn’t meant to hear

things you said you’ll never forget

things you said with clammy hands 

things you said when fear cut deep

things you said while a fever stole your mind

things you said with rage between your teeth

things you were afraid to say

things you said when no one else was around

things you said when the sun was shining

things you said with blooming bruises and stinging cuts

things you said when we were safe

things you said without thinking

things you said that kept me grounded

things you said you loved about me

things you said you hated about me

things you said when you lied

things you said with scraped knees 

things you said with tears in your eyes

things you said while holding my hand 

things you said in the car

things you said under the stars

things you said at my grave

things you said at the kitchen table

things you said on the porch at 3 am

things you said in a gas station parking lot 

things you said in a hotel room

things you said in the waiting room

things you said while you stroked my hair

things you said that made me feel loved

things you said when i was crying

things you said while i cried in your arms 

things you said when you thought i was asleep

things you said in your sleep

things you said when you kissed me goodnight

things you said after a nightmare

things you said before death snatched you

things you said that i wish you hadn’t

things you said when it ended

things you said when you met my friends

things you said when we first met

things you said when they took me away

[melamemea]

This blog is accepting development anons!

Bug my character about their past! Ask them about the things you wonder about! Give them scenarios to get their brain going! Today is all about bringing out the growth hiding within my character.

[ofcopsandfires]

psssst, ryden is a hoe.

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psssst, ryden is a hoe.

[hesnotyourpet]

disco drop? of sams and badgers#1840. i needed to do things but my mood is fucking shot. so starters + replies probably have to wait. we will see if i am any better after my shower and i do something to try and fix it.