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Babies, Grandbabies and Growing Old

Eddie Diaz/Judd Ryder | 1,504 words | Teen

@rarepairs-of-911 Fluff Bingo Prompt: Kids and/or Animals

Eddie could only chuckle as he took a sip of coffee. "I'm serious though. She was what, four or five when we first started talking more? She'll be 18 in January. Chris is 29 soon, Wyatt is what, 35 coming up? I mean, hell Judd, we aren't exactly getting younger here. You'll be 58 in January, I'll be 48." He fell quiet as he let out a sigh. "I just…I feel old knowing they're growing up."

OR: Judd and Eddie realize they aren't getting any younger, but that they can still enjoy life as they grow older.

Ao3 Link: Babies, Grandbabies and Growing Old - brittwrites - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

[brittwrites]

HI BRITT 💖

my sister is rewatching supernatural and came across the episode with judd soooooooooooooo!

juddie + “siren” 😁

"Son of a-"

Judd muttered under his breath as a siren began to sound from his phone, the sound of a baby's cry matching the noise. He tossed down his newspaper, where he had been looking at the local high school football scores, and launched himself out of his chair.

As Callie continued to cry, Eddie rocked her against his chest. "I've got her, go on. We knew there was a chance the fire would spread and you would get called out. Go, I can handle the house."

With a quick kiss to Eddie's lips, and one to Callie's head, Judd was out the front door.

Send me a ship + word, and I'll write a small drabble!

[occasionally-disco]

you were only a little bit of light

The first thing he sees is tight black curls, let down and pretty. They crowd around rosy cheeks and warm eyes, dark skin that seems, somehow, to glow. A maroon blouse hangs loosely off lithe shoulders, the neckline low but not immodest and a little golden necklace sitting delicately above it, dainty and not at all dulled with age. Black jeans hug short, slim legs, and long nails are painted in light pinks, not quite matching the outfit. It’s an image directly from Judd’s past, delivered onto his front doorstep, and it punches a strangled noise out of him, voice breathy. “Grace.”

After fifteen years away, Grace turns up knocking on Judd and Eddie’s door. Tensions run high, Charlie struggles to understand, and the past is a creature fighting with talons and teeth.

T | judd/eddie | 4.8k

@911lonestarangstweek day 2: Displaced | “Whatever happens, it’s on me.” | Un(natural disaster)

read on ao3.

[miru667]

You have a oc of the lorax?

Of Lorax, the character? Nah I don't! In my Audrey's timeline, the zombie apocalypse reached her valley before the lorax ever came back, and she left that valley herself and never went back either.

[911varietyposts]

yall over here beefing about buddie or bucktommy

im over here imagining a world in which eddie and judd ryder get together while eddie is in texas

[brittwrites]

back once more 😁💖🫶

gotta insist on more juddie in the world sooooo.

juddie + “safety”

"Fire safety is no joke, Hollywood." Judd said as he turned the handle of the pot around. Eddie's eyes rolled playfully. "Yes, Judson, I know that. I was a firefighter in Los Angeles, remember? For quite a while, at that."

Eddie had Callie on his chest as Judd was making dinner for the family. "I know how dangerous fire is, but Callie is a baby, and I don't think she needs the fire safety lecture yet, alright? Give it a few years until she can remember it, until then, Captain Ryder, you have some more time to work on it."

Send me a ship + word, and I'll write a small drabble!

[brittwrites]

You know I'm always ready for Judd/Eddie!!

Here's your word: blanket.

"Will you please lay down and rest like the doctor told you to?" Eddie snarked, his frustration beginning to boil over as he saw Judd up and moving around, the exact opposite of what his surgeon had told him to do.

Judd rolled his eyes, hopping on his useable leg to turn and look at his husband. "Hollywood, I'm fine! I've been through studs getting put into my knee, my ACL is gonna be alright." His hands landed on Eddie's waist and tugged him closer. "How about this, I'll rest on the couch if you go get us a blanket to lay under. The baby is napping and we can watch us a movie."

Eddie sighed, nodding his head. "I'll go get one. You better be off that foot and on the couch by the time I get back from the bedroom."

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[brittwrites]

Babies, Grandbabies and Growing Old

Eddie Diaz/Judd Ryder (Juddie) | 1,504 words | Teen

Originally Posted: March 18, 2025

Eddie could only chuckle as he took a sip of coffee. "I'm serious though. She was what, four or five when we first started talking more? She'll be 18 in January. Chris is 29 soon, Wyatt is what, 35 coming up? I mean, hell Judd, we aren't exactly getting younger here. You'll be 58 in January, I'll be 48." He fell quiet as he let out a sigh. "I just…I feel old knowing they're growing up."

OR: Judd and Eddie realize they aren't getting any younger, but that they can still enjoy life as they grow older.

Ao3 Link: Babies, Grandbabies and Growing Old - brittwrites - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]