#911 6x14

[xofemeraldstars]

LMAO THEIR FACES

[apricustar]

i’m still here !! it’s crazy to me that the same woman who told eddie that it breaks her heart to see him alone was the one standing in the kitchen last night, calling him our eddie to buck.

pepa knows loneliness. she’s lived in the silence that comes after love. she wasn’t setting eddie up because she thought he needed excitement—she was trying to make sure her nephew didn’t end up with the same kind of loneliness that had once settled into her own life. when she said that line in 6x14, it wasn’t about fixing his love life. It was about protecting his heart, even in a a meddling way.

pepa knows what it’s like to come home to endless silence. to miss the comfort of someone who just knows you. that’s what she was chasing for him: not just companionship, but refuge.

and then there was last night.

buck, eddie, christopher all orbiting each other, all settled into something steady. there was dinner. laughter. shared space. and later, just her and buck in the kitchen—no awkwardness, no distance. she hugged him. she called him cariño, evancito, called eddie our eddie.

like she wasn’t just accepting him, but affirming what’s already true.

i think in a lot of ways what we saw last night was her stamp of approval of buck’s place in eddie’s life. here is a man who has remained resolute beside her nephew, who has shown up for him and christopher time and time again, who took over his lease to ease another burden for him. a man who gives everything and asks nothing, who’s folded himself into their lives without expectation.

so, last night wasn’t a revelation, more confirmation. for us and for buck. he’s a part of this family, he’s loved by this family. she looked at eddie, chris, and buck and saw a unit: devotion, lived and unwavering. not something becoming, but something already whole.

[riversfire]

Ok I’m convinced Tia Pepa knows Eddie is gay and set him up with Vanessa in an attempt to force confrontation:

“You should be shopping for antiques or having a cafecito with somebody you love, not lounging around in your pajamas like some malcriado.”

This is literally gay culture. She’s telling him to go be gay for that poor recently dead firefighter.

[air--so--sweet]

Everyone talks about Eddie saying he hates dating because he feels like he has to perform but, no one mentions him whipping out his phone to take notes on his and Vanessa's fake story to tell their tías about their date in the same episode.

I know that the scene ultimately is meant to set up Eddie considering dating again and realising he's lonely, but except for him looking regretful at the end, that scene actually feels so queercoded to me. Especially knowing that the reason Pepa set him up because all his cousins are married or engaged. Even in the season that seemed the most determined to separate Buck and Eddie to prevent queerbaiting allegations and to kill Buddie, Eddie reads to me as a gay man.

Also, Vanessa seemed nice. I think it would have been fun if Eddie and her had actually become friends and hung out. Eddie could really use more friends...

[911actually]

The 118 races to a commercial bakery and a bodybuilding competition. Chimney runs into a familiar face at the firefighter academy. Maddie helps a nervous teen suffering a panic attack.

[sunflower-eddiediaz]

— Feels like I have to perform | Aisha Hinds as Hen, in 6x14

— Eddie's straight | Tommy in 8x11, directed by Aisha Hinds

insp by @heartbreakfeelsogood's post

[buddiesystempod]

Have a kiki 👯‍♀️🎉 with our first Eddie Queer Coding Special episode!

[clusterbuck]

so show me family

6x14 coda (eddie’s version | buck’s version)

one week after his tía pepa ambushed him, eddie wakes up to the sound of someone in his house.

his hand is halfway to his baseball bat when his brain catches up, and he relaxes back against his bed.

the sound is coming from the kitchen. it’s two people, not just one, and eddie knows exactly who they are.

buck is humming, in that absent-minded way he never realises he’s doing. the tune is familiar, even if eddie can’t quite grab onto it enough to identify it. if he walked into the kitchen right now he’d probably hum right along.

but he stays in bed for a moment longer, listening to buck humming and christopher’s occasional chatter. it sounds like he’s asking about ingredients, mixed in with things that happened at school last week. dishes clang, occasionally, and he deduces that buck is cooking up something.

he doesn’t know why buck is in his kitchen at—he turns to check the clock radio on his nightstand—8AM on a saturday morning, but he’s sure there’s a reason for it. he’s sure he’ll find out eventually, once he drags himself out of bed.

when he shuffles into the kitchen five minutes later, buck looks up and grins at him. “morning, sleepyhead,” he says, pouring a cup of coffee and handing it over.

“it’s barely gone eight,” eddie huffs. “on a saturday. on our day off.” he brings his coffee cup up to his face and just holds it there, inhaling the scent and feeling the warmth in his hands.

“exactly,” buck says. “it’s already eight. one third of the day gone already.”

“i don’t think that’s how it works,” eddie says, taking a sip of his coffee.

“can’t prove me wrong,” buck says, and turns back to whatever he’s mixing.

“actually—” christopher starts, and buck grabs an apple slice off the counter and puts it in christopher’s mouth. eddie snorts a laugh despite himself.

“he’s not five years old, you know,” he says.

“i know,” buck says, then shrugs. “worked, though.”

christopher sticks his tongue out, then swipes another apple slice and wanders off to his room.

“so what’s up?” eddie asks. “you gonna try and set me up with someone?”

buck frowns. “no? why would i—”

“that’s what happened last time i got ambushed on a saturday morning,” eddie says. “didn’t work out, so—”

“i’m definitely not setting you up,” buck says, something tight in his voice that eddie can’t quite identify.

“so why are you in my kitchen at eight in the morning?”

“oh, i mean—i can leave, if—” buck starts, and eddie rolls his eyes.

“come on, buck,” he says. “you know i’m not trying to kick you out.”

buck grins, a pleased little thing he mostly aims at the ground. “i found a new recipe i want to try,” he says. “it’s like a breakfast pie, i think? seemed silly just to make it for myself.”

“sure,” eddie hums. “you didn’t just get lonely?”

“me?” buck asks, pointing at his chest. “pfft, i don’t get lonely.” but there’s a clear tinge of bravado in his voice.

“of course not,” eddie says. “what was i thinking?”

“hard to say,” buck says, turning back to his bowl again. “what are you ever thinking?”

eddie laughs, wrapping his hands around his coffee cup and leaning on the table. buck starts humming again, and eddie still doesn’t know what the song is but he hums along anyway.

if only pepa could see me now, he thinks. not so alone, tía, huh?

maybe this isn’t exactly what she’d meant, but—he’s not alone.

shame buck’s not a woman. i could marry him. i bet tía would be all over that.

it would be—nice, he thinks. marrying buck. they already spend most of their time together. he always wants to see buck. christopher loves him, too, and buck just—fits. into their family.

it would be nice. if only he could.