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This Place Could Be Beautiful, Right? You Could Make This Place Beautiful. by Mariereads167
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
29 Oct 2025
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Life is no longer the same for Eddie and Buck. The last seven years of comfort and familiarity are threatened to be washed away and in its place now is a physical seperation by hundred of miles.
But alas, they trudge on.
Buck learns how to love himself amidst loneliness and how to let that be enough.
Eddie grapples with his shifting identity and what it means to be unsure of yourself in a world that seems to be so unforgiving.
Both men find love in one another and in their diverging lives. And even in the weeks and months to come, as they make their way back to one another, they realize that loving themselves is the only foundation their relationship can rest on.
OR: Buck remains in LA with his lingering feelings in this new chapter of his life without Eddie by his side.
Eddie is in Texas working on his relationship with Christopher.
When you are a parent, you are trying to sell the world to your children.
‘Any decent realtor, walking you through a shithole, chirps on about good bones.'
And both Buck and Eddie realize that to love the world, they must first love who they are in it.
*under construction as of 4/30*
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- Part 1 of No One’s Ever Had Me (Not Like You…)
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Every Story Has A Beginning, Middle, And End But Not Necessarily In That Order by Mariereads167
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
29 Oct 2025
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Sometimes love doesn’t knock—it quietly moves in, settles on the couch, makes coffee in the morning, and slips into your heart when you’re too busy dancing around it to notice.
And every great story has a beginning, middle, and end. But not necessarily in that order. Nothing in Eddie Diaz’s or Evan Buckley’s life has happened linearly so far, but it has occurred nevertheless. And them falling in love with one another is not another exception.
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There are better no roommates than Evan Buckley and Eddie Diaz, and there is no state more natural for the pair of best friends than living together under one roof.
They have a routine, you see. One they had down before they even lived together, but now that they do, it's like second nature.
Buck, Eddie, and Christopher have a long summer ahead of them living in one house.
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- Part 2 of No One’s Ever Had Me (Not Like You…)
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Theo hands Buck three dandelions.
"Oh, thank you Theo. I love them."
Theo shakes his head. "They're not for you. They're for you to give to Eddie." He points at Eddie, standing frozen with two stacks of toilet paper in his arms. "Eddie likes flowers."
"He does?" Buck asks, looking at Eddie curiously.
Eddie looks away, cheeks colouring. The two pendants under his shirt burn against his skin.
Theo nods enthusiastically. "He likes flowers and he likes you, so you should give him flowers Buck."
"Yeah Buck," Chris singsongs. "You should give him ~flowers~."
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Buck adopts Theo. Eddie's Saint Christopher pendant suddenly has a companion.
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07 Jul 2026
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"Eddie!" Buck barges into Eddie's house with his strawberries and honey and burning need to understand what the fuck just happened. "Why have you been telling everyone at the farmer's market you're gay and have a husband??!"
"Uh, cause I haven't?" Eddie says, looking confused, mug halfway to his mouth.
"Then why does everyone at the farmer's market think you're gay and happily married?" Buck exclaims. "Gayly!"
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Everyone at the farmer's market thinks Eddie is gay and married, and Buck has no fucking clue how they got that idea.
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07 Jul 2026
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Carmy ran warm. She saw him strip himself of his woolen jacket and brave Midwestern cold with bare arms and miraculously be without any goosebumps more times than she could count. He surely didn’t need the fuzzy packets of warmth, but he had them. Undoubtedly, he had them for her. Sydney would complain about her constant cold fingers and dry knuckles often, she shouldn’t have been surprised Carmy wasn’t just listening but cataloging the facts about her into some place in his brain. And yet—
It made her ache, to be thought of like that.
Or, when Carmy and Sydney finally start dating, everyone knows. Everyone, that is, except for Sydney.
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26 Jun 2026
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“I can’t sleep,” Spooky Doorway Eddie says. “Can we just keep fighting tomorrow?”
The annoyance drops from a boil to a simmer. He reaches for the covers, holding up a corner in an invitation for a temporary truce. “I’m still mad at you.”
“I know,” Eddie offers, crossing the room and slipping beneath the sheets. “I’m mad at you, too.”
Or, a first fight and a truce.
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26 Jun 2026
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“I heard you two were expanding your family! Another little one at Durand. We were so excited when we saw the enrollment paperwork.” She clasps her hands together. “Theo is an absolute joy. Let me show you what he’s been working on.”
Expanding your family.
Buck opens his mouth to redirect — it's a reflex, the correction sitting right there on his tongue. This isn’t the first time they’ve been mistaken for more than two totally platonic best friends who are both men and also raising children together.
It’s right there, polite and practiced: Oh, we’re not actually—
But suddenly Eddie’s hand is on his back. Not his shoulder this time, but lower. A few inches lower than two totally platonic best friends who are both men and also raising children together would justify.
Eddie’s palm presses flat against the base of Buck’s spine, fingers spread wide like he’s anchoring them both to the same spot.
“Thank you so much,” Eddie says. “We’re really proud of him.”
Or: The totally platonic act of raising not just one, but two kids with your straight best friend.
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05 Jun 2026