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[loudlyenthused]

sometimes the timeline just really knocks it out of the park

[badthingshappenbingo]

CONGRATULATIONS TO @princessfbi FOR GETTING A BINGO! BE SURE TO CHECK OUT THEIR COMPLETED FICS!

[letmetellyouaboutmyfeels]

Fuck It Friday

I was tagged by @tizniz and @princessfbi and god it's been a long week. Not as long as the one Eddie's having in this snippet though!

“We’ll have to take you to a hospital for overnight observation,” Chim informs Eddie as he checks his pupils. “Make sure you didn’t get something in all that water.” “Buck,” Eddie rasps. “I’m Chimney, but I get it, I’m incredibly handsome and half a foot shorter so it’s hard to tell us apart. Just remember I’m the charming one.” Eddie gives Chim a deadpan look, then swings his exhausted gaze over to Buck. “Please…” Buck knows what he’s asking. “Of course.” His hand trembles where it grips Eddie’s knee. “Of course, I’m sure Bobby will let me go. I’ll stay the night.” Eddie nods, his head moving heavily and wobbling a bit like a bobblehead. “Good.”

I do so love writing Chimney.

[larry-is-my-anchor1]

https://archiveofourown.org/chapters/125189032?show_comments=true&view_full_work=false#comment_928894786

It was the lightning strike. That had to be it. It was the only logical conclusion. Though, when it comes to being able to suddenly read people’s minds, Buck supposed there wasn’t a whole lot of logic involved.

Well… Not people. Just... One person’s mind.

Just… Eddie’s mind.

[katiagrim]

Hello 🥸 it is me. A stranger. Not princessfbi at all. Just a stranger with a mustache and unwaxed eyebrows. Here to tell you about the time that Tommy came into the station because it was raining and awful and Buck had forgotten his hoodie and he was cold and shivering cus it’s the law and surviving only on hot coffee until Hen cut him off and now he’s freezing to death waiting for dinner and praying the EMS gods don’t see fit to send him outside. And Buck sees Tommy coming up the stairs with a hoodie in hand and just beams. The kind where he smiles so brightly it makes his cheeks pink. And he doesn’t even get a chance to get up before Tommy is dropping a still laundry warm hoodie in front of him and leaning down to kiss the crown of his head. And when Buck says he didn’t have to, Tommy just shrugs and says he wanted to. Like it was easy. Like he didn’t just deal with cross town traffic in the middle of the most miserable rainstorm they’d had in a while simply because Buck had complained in the text about how cold he was. And then later when Buck puts it on he sees KINARD on the back and beams some more.

Just a total stranger dropping off a nice thing. 🥸

Now see this is what I needed to read!!!!!!

[princessfbi]

Hi Everyone! Happy 2024!

I recently had some income that I was supposed to get this month fall through and I won't be seeing any income for about two or so months. Not great but at least I get to have a little more free time to work on some original fiction and things!

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[mistchievous]

Hello, all! 🥰

It's Day 11 of the @911podficfest, and I come bearing gifts! 😍

A podfic for the wonderful @princessfbi of her fic "If I Risk It All (Could You Break My Fall?)" AKA the Buddie Begins James Bond AU!

The talented and wonderful @like-the-rest-of-la did the cover art for it! Everyone please tell her how amazing she is! She deserves to know! 🥰

Now, without further ado -

Length: 4 hours 47 minutes 31 seconds Format: Streaming & MP3 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Relationship: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz (Buddie) Ao3 Link: Here Summary: "This is Buck," Bobby said when Buck's tongue refused to unstick from the top of his mouth. "Your new quartermaster." Eddie's eyes — brown with just a glint of green if you caught them in the right light — widened before he scanned Buck with another sweeping assessment. "You're—" Buck had heard it all before. "Not all of us nerds are the skinny kids that used to get picked on in high school."

[devirnis]

🚗🚗🚗xoxo princessfbi

Thank you my love! @princessfbi

Maddie takes a seat, brushing a few errant curls off Buck’s forehead. Sitting down on the other side of the bed, Tommy immediately grabs Buck’s hand and weaves their fingers together. His eyes are wide as he scans up and down Buck’s comatose body. When his gaze lands on the ventilator again, Maddie can see his shoulders tighten. “He doesn’t need it to breathe,” Maddie says, a reminder to herself as well. “It’s to keep him from choking, to protect his lungs.” Tommy nods slowly, not looking reassured at all. It strikes Maddie that this is Tommy’s first time seeing Buck with a serious injury. She knows he came to the hospital when Buck dislocated his shoulder, but this is a nightmare. “The first time he was ever in a hospital, he was just a baby,” Maddie says quietly. 

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