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911onabc: We are thrilled by the opportunity to tell Evan ‘Buck’ Buckley’s story and are grateful to Oliver Stark for portraying it with love and care. Discovering and expressing yourself—at any point in life—is a beautiful thing and we hope you feel loved and seen here.
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i misunderstood the assignment
[image description: 2 large gifs from 9-1-1.
gif 1: from season 7 episode 4. a close up of tommy as buck and tommy stand close together in buck's apartment. buck (offscreen) says, "good. 'cause trying to get your attention has been kind of exhausting." with a small look of surprise, tommy asks, "my attention?"
gif 2: from season 7 episode 5. a close up of maddie as she tells buck (offscreen), "i...i just think that maybe you're not sure of your own feelings yet. and if there's something that you need to tell eddie, you will. just, in your own time.
/end ID]
by farfromthstars
Hey can you pick me up at chris’ school? Everything went wrong today and we’re on our way there in an uber. I’ll tell cap Less than a minute later, Buck has texted back, be there in 20! hang tight, and Eddie breathes out.
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for the prompt: a kiss in which, “we’re late for work but let’s be later”
Words: 2375, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 9 of tumblr ficlets
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck” Buckley, Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Bobby Nash
Relationships: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)
Additional Tags: Love Confessions, First Kiss, Friends to Lovers
Evan Buckley in 3.01 ‘Kids Today’
GRANT GUSTIN and CANDICE PATTON as BARRY ALLEN and IRIS WEST-ALLEN on THE FLASH (2014-) happy birthday @miriammaisel i love you my sweet friend 🥰
on my heart (like a tattoo)
Please head the TW if you choose to read this fic! I’m not posting on Tumblr because of the sensitive content. @nymika-arts happy extra belated birthday! <3 I love you so much, thank you for being my sounding board for this fic.
Pairing: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz
Rating: M
Chapter: 1/1
Word Count: 5,086 words
Snippet:
There’s something about Dr. Yasmin Sheikh that doesn’t make Eddie’s hackles rise with every personal question. It could be the colorful throws, pillows and chairs of her office that make it seem more like it’s been well lived in, rather than an office that’s purely clinical. It could be the basket of snacks she has set out for her patients — of which Eddie takes great pride in stealing all the sour cream and onion chips from. It could be the way she brings an aura of informality that makes him feel more comfortable with coming here.
Or it could be the beanbags, and the way she’s folded her leg underneath her as she scribbles on the notebook, modern professionalism be damned.
It’s probably the beanbags.
[Read on AO3]
Damn it. (Part 2.)
I’m setting this aside for now. I feel like I’d unwittingly waded into deep waters and need to turn back, so I’m going to let this sit on my hard drive for a bit. Thank you for everyone who has shown so much love and support and enthusiasm for this little passing fancy! You’re all amazing. ♡
His nose is still filled with the stale scent of Stiles’ blood when he turns back to Scott.
“You should have called me.”
Scott looks away, a muscle in his jaw twitching. “We thought we could handle it.”
In the early light his cheeks are drawn and pale, his eyes shadowed by a grief Derek knows all too well, but Derek can’t find it himself to feel any sympathy towards the other werewolf.
“And look where that got you.”
Scott shifts his weight, stray pebbles crunching beneath his sneakers. He reaches up and rubs the back of his neck. “Look, I know we messed up—”
And just like that, the last thread of Derek’s fraying control snaps.
“Messed up? Messed up?” he repeats, and he can’t stop himself from getting into Scott’s face now, crowding his space until their breaths mingle in the morning chill and the air crackles with the promise of violence. “You did more than mess up, Scott! Stiles could be dead by now. Dead! All because you couldn’t put aside your fucking pride—”
“My pride?” Scott gapes. “You’re the one who left because you couldn’t take being my beta!”
“That had nothing to do with pride!”
Click here for the first part, and click here for the original tumblr ficlet.
Damn it.
This was certainly not on the plan for today, but here, have some (very messy) feral Derek, you wonderful people, you. ♡
“Get back!” The Hunter’s wild, panicked eyes glow like twin full moons in the darkened room. “I’ve got wolfsbane! And—And— The others will be back soon!”
Derek doesn’t slow his approach.
The young Hunter stumbles backwards, boots scuffing against the worn, hardwood floors. “You don’t want to do this! It’ll mean a death sentence for you, for your pack—"
Derek is on him before he can finish, his fist connecting with the Hunter’s pale, pockmarked jaw, and he crumples to the ground with a sharp cry of pain.
“You took my pack,” he snarls. “And now I’m here to take him back.”
With a whimper the Hunter tries to scramble away, blindly kicking out to keep Derek’s clawed hands at bay, but he is too uncoordinated in his panic, all of his lessons forgotten in the face of a real monster, and it is nothing for Derek to reach down and haul him up by his throat and slam him against the wall.
A few feet away, an ornately framed family portrait rattles.
“Tell me where you’ve taken him,” Derek demands.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” the Hunter chokes out, desperately clawing at the ironclad grip around his throat. “We haven’t taken anyone!”
and
Derek leans in until he can smell the fear leaking from of the Hunter’s pores, until he can see his own face reflected in the boy’s shining, terror-stricken eyes.
and
“Where is he?” He punctuates each word with a violent shake that has the Hunter’s head snapping back and connecting with the wall. Once, twice, three times. When Derek pulls him away the third and final time, it’s accompanied by a weak groan and the sound of crumbling drywall. “Where did they take him?”
“Rot… in… hell…” the Hunter gasps out.
Derek smiles, his vision turning red. “You first.”
Click here for the second part, and click here for the original tumblr ficlet.
For What We Don't Have by matan4il @matan4il 9-1-1 | Buddie Fanfiction Cover Art by @ronordmann
911 Characters of Color Week Day 1: Favorite Scene (4.08 BREAKING POINT)
what stays and what fades away
Buck drifts. Nightmares of being left alone, abandoned in the midst of the pain, claw at him, pull him down into the depths of despair and never-ending agony. He’s hot. He can’t escape the fire that engulfs his ankle. It’s an agony that would pull him into unconsciousness were he not already asleep. He’s restless, floating, floating, floating away, untethered from reality as the pain swallows him whole.
Or, Buck forgets his pain pills. It’s agony.
[read on ao3]
by intotheblue
The dark, the cold, the water, it’s all familiar. Only two things differ. First, Buck’s here. Second, there’s no way out this time.
Buck slumps against the wall and swears quietly. “We’re not digging our way out of this, Eds,” he says.
“I know.” He should tell Buck. He should tell him because he’s not going to get another chance because they’re going to die in here. The words rattle around his head the way they’ve been doing for months, but his vocal chords are frozen.
(The Merman Buck fic nobody asked for)
Words: 2243, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan “Buck” Buckley, Bobby Nash, Henrietta “Hen” Wilson, Ravi Panikkar, Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV)
Relationships: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)
Additional Tags: Merman!Buck, POV Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), set vaguely in season 4 but like not really, think early season 4 relationship dynamic though, Survival, First Kiss, Secrets, Buckley-Diaz family, Conversations
are there any fics that dive into eddie’s heritage? like i know in most fics it is mentioned but i’d like to read him being fluent in spanish maybe
As far as I could find, there was only one fic that kind of fit the description of what you're looking for. I'll list it first. There are other character study fics of Eddie that don't really feature him speaking Spanish but some do mention his past.
There's an Eddie speaking Spanish tag on AO3 but I didn't read most of them and can't guarantee that there isn't fetishization of the language in them so I'm not going to list them.
I hope that this at least helps a little bit. Fic recs are under the cut.
Look.
I am convinced that Buck threw up after the shooting. Probably at his loft when he was cleaning up and getting changed to go see Chris.
You cannot tell me that after the adrenaline rush faded and he actually realized Eddie's blood had been in his mouth, that some of it had probably been swallowd, that he didn't immediately gag and start throwing up in his bathroom.
He probably brushed his teeth with tears on his face for a good five minutes until Taylor finally stopped him. He could probably still taste it when he was talking to Chris.
There's no way he would have been able to completely shrug that off when Eddie's life was still up in the air, and the shooting was replaying over and over in his head.
No fucking way.
inspired by this post by @incorrectbuddie
( part one. part two. part three. )
