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“Alright,” Eddie shrugs, laissez-faire. He pulls Buck’s plate to the center of the table; pushes his own forward in kind. Then he begins a drawn-out circus routine of plucking an olive at a time up and out of the bowl and plopping them onto their respective dishes, one by one.
The delicate, repetitive movement of Eddie’s pinched fingers reminds Buck of picking the petals off of flowers. He loves me. He loves me not. He love—
An olive hits him square in the forehead.
“There,” Eddie says, resolute, as the pitted projectile tumbles to the ground at Buck’s feet. “Equal treatment.”
Or: Buck, Eddie, and the olive theory. Well, in theory.
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07 Jun 2026
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The doctor tilts her head to the only source of warmth in the cold, hospital room. “And who’s he?”
Buck’s eyes drift to Eddie, hungry for the sight of him. They fall upon the tense line of Eddie’s shoulders, the firm press of otherwise plump lips, watching like the very air in his lungs depend on Buck’s answer.
“That’s Eddie,” Buck answers, and the smile sneaks up on him. “Eddie Diaz. My partner.”
There. Relief washes through Eddie in a visible wave: his shoulders drop, features relaxing with the soft push of an exhale. Buck warms at the sight. Right answer.
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A polysemy is a word with multiple, related meanings. The word partner, for example, can mean close friendship, a teammate, a co-parent. To someone else, it can also mean a lover.Bookmarked by plaidalecki
04 Jun 2026
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'You ready?' says Buck, settling his laptop over their knees, in bed, sat up against the headboard, the lights low.
'As ready as I'm gonna get,' says Eddie, shifting so he's pressed closer to Buck, both of them naked, anticipatory.
He's weirdly nervous. They've already done the hard bit; they had sex and they filmed it. Now they've just got to watch, and they have great sex, the best Eddie's ever had, but it's one thing to feel that when you're in it and another thing to watch it happen from the outside.
'Okay,' says Buck, tapping the space bar on his keyboard and the video starts to play.
It begins with a static shot of their bedroom, Buck's phone angled from the corner to get the whole bed in frame. He got very into positioning the camera and getting the lighting right, moving a lamp from his nightstand to the dresser, and Eddie has to admit it does look good; the room without them in it, the bed waiting.
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21 Apr 2026
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“Aren’t you gonna tell me all about the Mississippi river?” Eddie asks, his voice thick with warmth, almost tender.
Buck narrows his eyes. “Do you wanna hear facts about the river?”
“Buck, if you have things to say, I want to hear them.”
The sun doesn’t break through the clouds, but it’s like the sky brightens, for just a moment, burnishing highlights in Eddie’s hair and finding new flecks of color in his eyes. Buck feels heat travel down the back of his neck.
or: Two firefighters. Two thousand miles. One realization they probably should’ve had a long time ago.
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25 Mar 2026
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The last thing Chris said to Buck was in a text message. You’re so embarrassing. Buck had replied with the emoji with the one big eye and its tongue sticking out.
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22 Mar 2026
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“If you wanted to see me that bad, you could’ve just asked me out.”
There’s a choked sound from the chair. A muffled laugh, quickly swallowed.
Buck’s eyes flick, just once, toward the chair, and then he flushes so fast it’s equal parts alarming and endearing.
“I’m fine,” he says, each word coming with its own zip code.
He always does that. It’s their routine, their little dance. He tries to bolt, she gives him a reason not to, without calling him out. He acts like it doesn’t hurt, she pretends she doesn’t notice the way his jaw tightens, the tremor in his hands.
This time, though, it doesn’t get that far.
“What you are is stubborn,” the guy in the chair says. If there’s meant to be an edge to it, Sam can’t find one. “You took a pretty bad hit to the head, Buck. The helmet came off. You should let them check you out.”
Buck rolls his eyes, but he doesn’t argue. Doesn’t even try.
That’s new.
Sam studies him for half a second, then gestures. “Okay, chin down.”or, Buck and Eddie being perceived by an ER nurse for a decade
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- Part 5 of buddie nde fest
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21 Mar 2026
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Toltec, Stanfield, Bighorn. Shuffling around parking lots. Buck gets down some of the warm applesauce cups the nurse gave them. He can’t take the pills on an empty stomach, and he’s been warned off solid food for the next few days. His nose wrinkles every time, but he doesn't complain.
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Eddie and Buck, driving home
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21 Mar 2026
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A 9x13 coda: Buck makes it home.
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19 Mar 2026
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you're trying to lift off the ground on those old two wheels by rainny_days
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
18 Mar 2026
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Evan rides a bike and it is not his. Evan crashes a bike that is his and therefore was always meant to be broken down and used. Evan crashes a motorcycle that is the same color as his dead brother’s bicycle and bleeds out platelets meant to save his brother and chokes on air that should’ve been his brother’s to breathe.
The blood dries on the pavement. The motorcycle is shipped to the junkyard. The leftover bicycle parts are in a box in the garage, right beside where his brother’s cherry-red bike sits, preserved in amber.
Evan Buckley, a bike, and what it means to be a person.
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18 Mar 2026
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“Eddie,” Buck tries. “You could, uh… I get why you asked for two rooms, but maybe we should…” The bed is small. They’d be touching all night, and that would be bad, given what happened last night—it would be terrible; Buck definitely doesn’t want it.
He doesn’t want Eddie pressed against his chest, doesn’t want his soft, steady breath at his ear. He doesn’t want it so bad that he says, “Splitting up gets people killed in horror movies.”
Eddie’s answering smile is surprisingly soft. “We’re not in a horror movie, Buck.”
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They're in a horror movie. 9x13 alternate version.
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09 Mar 2026
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“This is the most thought that anyone, of all time, ever, has put into adjusting a driver’s seat, Eddie.”
“Buck—”
“I’m serious. That rearview mirror has lived through so many angles and lives in the past six minutes that it’s about to start recounting its first-hand experience on the Titanic.”
Just for that, Eddie reaches up between them and tweaks the mirror again. A ray of sunlight hits it and bounces across Buck’s eyeline. Buck’s face scrunches up as he rushes to shield his forehead with one hand. It does not remind Eddie whatsoever of a small, bashful dog hiding behind its soft paw, because that would be deranged. He twists the mirror back into position.
“The Titanic probably would have gotten us to Nashville better than this truck.”
Buck’s indignant squawk rings out in time with the turnover of the engine as Eddie hits the ignition.
or: Gay Thoughts: A New (Nissan) Frontier
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04 Mar 2026
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"Are you okay?"
"Dunno," Buck says in a rough whisper.
"Let me take care of you," Eddie says, almost begging.
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- Part 3 of tumblr fills
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20 Feb 2026
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Eddie says, “The brownies are good, Buck. And you didn’t even have to get a hint from someone in your attic this time.”
Buck smiles at him, so at least Eddie can still do one thing right.
That feeling lasts through their next call, and the next, and then it all goes to hell.
It’s a call at a church, which feels a little on the nose. Some kid crawled onto the roof through the bell tower; Buck is harnessed up there and getting the kid down.
Eddie is on the ground. Buck’s foot slips.
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Or: Eddie's Abuela left him something in her will that he can’t stop thinking about, and he has a crisis of faith. Grief, love, and what it means when someone sees you a little too clearly.Bookmarked by plaidalecki
05 Feb 2026
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Buck snorts. “Don’t know if you can count Buck version one in my career. Could be used against me, even. Hey- if you were captain, and I stole the firetruck-”
“I’d-” Eddie starts, and then cuts himself off. That blush from before returns, even as he stubbornly keeps his eyes on the road. Buck feels his eyebrows raise, and his mind starts to really tick in interest. “I’d handle it.”
“You’d handle me,” Buck drops his voice to a whisper, leans over the center console. “Could show you what I used it for. Captain.”
“You talk a big game,” Eddie says. He’s recovered somewhat, even with Buck still close. “But when I said no one would notice if we went to the storage closet-”
or, buck and eddie and the wonders of undernegotiated roleplay
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05 Feb 2026
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"You used to call me," Buck says. He takes a breath. His eyes are burning, and Eddie is just staring at him, in the locker room, in the firehouse, which is the only place they're ever alone anymore, except that they're not, not really. Anyone could walk in. "Two years ago you wouldn't even think twice."
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- Part 30 of 9-1-1 Prompt Fills and Ficlets
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04 Feb 2026
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He can’t think about Ryan between his thighs, squeezing his hips, pinning him to a mattress. He can’t think about Ryan’s warm eyes going dark, that face that gets so flushed with pleasure.
He can’t think about Ryan not wanting to say it on camera. Because if it didn’t mean anything, if it was easy, he could say it. He could say the words and move on. The way he just told a woman exactly how he’d take her out – cooking for her, taking her dancing, calling her mama, staring into her fucking eyes, and how it didn’t mean anything at all.
or: Oliver's left feeling some kind of way after a particular interview during the 2025 Disney/ABC upfronts
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30 Jan 2026
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“LA Dispatch to Engine 118, be advised–”
Eddie’s head snaps up.
Maddie. Dispatch cadence – clean, clipped, controlled.
Chimney’s eyes flick to the radio, then to Eddie, before he answers.
“118, go ahead.”
Maddie continues, steady as a metronome.
“We have a reported MVC on the Fletcher Drive Bridge, repeat: multiple-vehicle collision. Units en route have visual confirmation of two cars at the scene.”
Eddie’s pulse stutters. He leans forward without meaning to, the seatbelt tugging tight across his chest.
Maddie keeps going, all professionalism, no tremor, until she hits the words that break.
“One of the vehicles is… a Jeep that went over the railing into the water.”
orThe Jeep nde.
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- Part 3 of buddie nde fest
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26 Jan 2026
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“Maddie and I are doing dinner with the Lees,” Chimney says. “They’re gonna spoil the kids, and then we have to get Jee to sleep somehow.”
Eddie is glaring at the pricing page when the thought hits. “Is Buck going with you?”
Chimney freezes. “Buck. Right, Buck.”
“You forgot your own brother-in-law?” Hen mocks. “That's really the Christmas spirit, Chim.”
“They won't care if he comes. I'll just text Maddie, and we'll get that sorted.”
“No,” Eddie says, and not only because he's looking at a good deal on a flight and two hotel rooms. “I'll invite him to come with us.”
Or: Eddie brings Buck home for the holidays. He's a safe harbor amongst Diaz family drama.
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30 Dec 2025
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Eddie barely lets Buck put his bags down in entryway before he’s on him, pulling Buck into his arms by his lapels and kissing him soundly.
“But the fireplace,” Buck tries to protest, because the fireplace was very important to picking the house, but Eddie swallows his words.
“Later.” Eddie bites at his lower lip and then surges inside, licking at Buck’s teeth, his tongue. He has a point; Eddie’s kisses are more important than the fireplace.
or: I mean, Eddie deserves a vacation
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- Part 17 of Buddie Ficlets
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15 Dec 2025
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'Buck,' Eddie says again, closer now and Buck turns around at last, 'why are you here?'
'I wanted to be here for May,' he says, 'I'm not here to cause trouble.'
'Bit late for that. I haven't seen you in five years, Buck. You ignored me for five years.'
Buck doesn't answer, just fixes Eddie with an inscrutable look.
'So you’re gay now?' he says, flatly.
Eddie shrugs, 'sure.'
'What does that mean?'
'Gay, bi, queer. It doesn’t matter.'
'If you fuck dudes now it matters,' spits Buck.
'Why?’ Eddie throws back, ‘because I never fucked you?'
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After Bobby died Buck left LA without a word. Five years later Eddie bumps into him at May and Ravi’s wedding. Is it too late for them to find their way back to each other? Do they want closure or something more?
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07 Dec 2025