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“On the other side of this,” Eddie whispers. “Maybe we can try it.”
“Hm, okay,” Buck hums, apparently awake, but barely. “What are we tryin’?”
“I know now isn’t the right time. I’m not - - we’re not ready. But this next bit isn’t going to be pretty. It’s going to be hard. And I need you to know, so you have something to hold on to. So that I don’t forget what it feels like. What it felt like. We could - - we could try.”
Or, after the kidnapping, Buck goes through it. Eddie goes through it with him.
Bookmarked by aceassbutt
15 Mar 2026
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Buck is worth waiting for and they were born to love each other. I'm just gonna go cry for days, thanks.
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Buck blinks. “You mean smoking?”
“No! I mean—yes. I mean—Jesus, Buck, do you know what you look like?”
Buck tilts his head the other way, which is even worse, somehow. “What exactly is this about…?”
“It’s about the fact that you smoke like it’s porn.”
Buck stares.
Eddie throws up his hands. “You smoke like it’s foreplay, okay?! I can’t—Jesus—I can’t think when you do it.”
Buck’s expression does a strange thing. It falters, shifts, and then slides into something dangerous.
"Wait,” Buck says, slow and low, “are you saying you’re into it?”
Or Eddie is really into Buck's new habit
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The kid claps a hand over his mouth. His eyes are huge and sparkling with something that looks like excitement or mischief, probably both.
"Sorry, sorry," he whispers loudly. Then he leans forward, like he's about to share a secret. "You're a hunk, right?"
Buck chokes on nothing. "I. What?"
"A hunk," the kid repeats. "You know, a hunk."
"I..." Buck has no idea what's happening. "Sure? I guess? I mean, I've been told... I work out sometimes—"
"Perfect!" The kid is already digging around in his backpack. He pulls out a slightly crumpled rectangle of cardstock and presents it to Buck with great ceremony. "This is for you."
It's a handmade card written in crayon, blue crayon. The handwriting is careful but wobbly, the letters all different sizes.
My dad likes boys and is single. He is a HERO and fights fires like Superman. He is a hunk. If intrested, please contact Chris Diaz.
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Bookmarked by aceassbutt
15 Jan 2026
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Not even halfway through and I knew I was reading my favourite fic.
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He’s still greedy, even now. Still can’t figure out how to loosen his grip on it just a little, knuckles white with how hard he’s holding on, but he’s trying so hard to give Eddie space and time because he asked for it, because when they got together, Eddie couldn’t seem to stop looking at him when he asked Buck to be patient with him, couldn’t hide the nerves from his voice, the vulnerability of his open chest, the honesty in his fingers against Buck’s wrist where he’d held on so gently as if he was afraid to come any closer. So Buck is trying, to just sink into having it rather than wanting more, to let it be enough rather than him being too much, and he’s been doing good, mostly. He’s been doing good.
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Or asking for what you want is asking too much of Buck, except it isn’t really. Not when it’s Eddie.
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Bookmarked by aceassbutt
13 Nov 2025
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I felt so much love from this, even I didn't know what to do with it and then I had to stop and wonder if I even know love. 100/10, would cry again
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Eddie Diaz and the Fine Line Between Friendship and Tattoo Appreciation by buckmeetsboy
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
08 Nov 2025
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Buck gets new tattoos. Eddie notices. He's totally fine about it.
Or: Eddie Diaz tries to be normal about Buck’s legs. It goes poorly.
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“Maddie thinks you’re in love with me,” Eddie states, and Buck nods once. “Are you?” he repeats—slower now, not as if Buck is stupid—never, not once, has he ever made Buck feel stupid—but as if he’s… encouraging him to… slow down. To process.
“I-I love you,” is all Buck can stutter, along with as much of a shrug as he can manage in this position.
“And I love you,” Eddie confirms—still slow. “But that’s not what I asked you, either.”
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- Part 4 of my best work
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07 Nov 2025
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Of course Buck wouldn't know he's in love with Eddie until he's saying it out loud, to Eddie.
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After a pause, Eddie asked, “You ever think about just… keeping it going?”
Buck blinked. “What, like living together forever?”
A snort filled the air, and Eddie looked half amused and half serious. “I dunno, maybe? Something like that. I mean, look, it’s a new year, right? Anything could happen. But neither of us wanna be alone forever. So, maybe if we’re both still single in a year or whatever, we could just—” he waved a hand vaguely, like he was lassoing the future— ”make it official.”
“Official?” he echoed, head even fuzzier now.
Eddie’s mouth twitched. “Yeah, we could just get married, or something close enough to it."
Buck’s heart tripped over itself.
On New Year's Eve, Buck and Eddie made a drunken pact: if they were both still single in a year, they'd marry each other. They didn't mean to start sabotaging the other's love life to make it happen, but somewhere along the way, that's exactly what they ended up doing.
Now the only question is... how far are they willing to take it?
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Bookmarked by aceassbutt
24 Sep 2025
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I think they should be allowed to burn together until they fuse and become one. Gawd, I love these freaks. Chef's kiss.
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“Are you finally proposing?” Buck asks, and the air rushes out of Eddie like he’s been punched in the gut, a swift burst.
Hearing it from Buck makes it real, solidified, no longer a shapeless fantasy in his head.
"Proposing what?”
“Marriage, genius.” Buck snorts. “Duh.”
Buck peels Eddie's pomegranates, carves out the brown spots from his apples, eats the ugly, discolored fruit. Eddie wants to propose, spirals, and crashes a car about it.
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Bookmarked by aceassbutt
21 Jul 2025
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I cried, sobbed and screamed about this for like 3 days gay.
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“Buck—” Eddie choked out, a strangle of breath high in the back of his throat. “Can I…”
He trailed off. Let go of Buck’s wrist to drag his fingertips up over Buck’s stomach, over the ridge of his sternum, between his pecs, then laid his palm flat there—rubbing.
“Can you…?” Buck echoed, urging him to continue.
“Fuck you.” Eddie spit, flush high on his cheeks, embarrassed. “Here.”
Buck’s face flickered, not confusion but surprise, a split second and then a slow, washed-out smile. “You want to—” he gestured at his own body, “—right here, on my chest?” The note in his voice was soft, stunned, like the question itself was precious.
Eddie nodded, words stuck in his throat, but he didn’t look away. Not this time. He watched Buck’s eyes dilate; watched him draw a ragged breath.
“Fuck, Eddie, yes,” Buck said, almost a moan. He laid back on the bed, propping himself up on his elbows, chest arched out, a blush crawling high up his neck. “You want me to just—” He circled a big hand over his pec, rubbing at the skin, then looked up for confirmation.
Or; Eddie fucks Buck's tits.
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07 Jul 2025
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I don't think I could've loved it any more than I did
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“We need a safe word,” Buck says. “You know, to make things as clear as possible.”
“I feel like no works just fine,” Eddie says.
Buck lets out a breath, because, sure, it probably will, but he needs assurance here. He needs something straightforward, simple, maybe something easier than Eddie telling him no. Maybe something easier than Eddie saying it’s too much. He’s never been great at that. “Just, humor me, okay? Communication is key with stuff like this.”
Eddie’s laugh is soft, kind of incredulous, but he meets Buck’s eyes, and there’s a relenting fondness in them. “You think, what, you’re gonna be so good it’s gonna scramble my brain out of knowing how to say no?”
An answering laugh tumbles out of Buck, peppered with the exasperation at the back of his throat. “I think this is new for you, and I think you should have options.”
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Eddie has to use the safe word.
Bookmarked by aceassbutt
20 Jun 2025
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I haven't stopped crying since
“Because it’s so hard to love someone this much, and to witness them cut themselves on the jagged pieces the people before you, the people who were supposed to love them, broke them into. It’s so hard to watch them hurt, every day, and think they’re meant to.”
and I don't know if I will.
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It’s not a conscious thought.
Not him. Anyone but him.
He doesn’t mean it. He doesn’t want to lose any of them—but it’s flitting to the front of his mind and he can’t even stop it, is the thing. And maybe, some awful, heartbroken part of him—this little thing inside of him that he’s been so scared to acknowledge—knows why, but it doesn’t stop the wave of guilt.
He doesn’t want to lose any of them.
And they’re all in that building.
And one of them is dead.
And all he can think is—not him. Anyone but him.
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Mystery Work
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
Bookmarked by aceassbutt
10 Apr 2025
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Sort of oblivious, kinda jealous, hopelessly in love, idiot Eddie Diaz with a bit of a thigh fixation. Boy do I get it.
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"I don’t like oranges.”
“Since when?” Eddie frowns. “You used to love oranges.”
Christopher shrugs. “I don’t like them anymore.”
And that’s fine, really. Tastes change. Christopher doesn’t have to like oranges.
It’s just that he does. Christopher loves oranges. Christopher has loved oranges since the first time he tasted one, Eddie watching on over a shaky video call from the desert.Or, Eddie knows his kid, and his kid loves oranges. Buck knows both of them better than Eddie realized. He shows it in various citrus-based ways.
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The feeling came late (I'm still glad I met you) by paleredheadinascifi
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
25 Nov 2024
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"Come on, Buck. Let it out. I hate this, too. I hate leaving you. Tell me how much you hate it. Yell at me, Buck. Come on, yell at me,” he begs.
Buck snaps. He pushes off the couch and crowds into Eddie’s space.
“Is this what you wanted?” He spits, pushing hard enough against Eddie’s chest that he takes a step backwards. “Hmm? You want me to lose it on you?”
Or, Eddie cannot handle Buck pretending to be fine about his move to Texas. He, in fact, refuses to let him.
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Buck slaps the back of his hand against Eddie’s chest. “I even carried Eddie here once.”
Eddie’s entire demeanor changes as he finds a way to get Buck to focus on him again. “That was the adrenaline.”
“Well, yeah,” Buck admits. “But I could do it now, too. Do you want me to prove it?”
That’s the flirtatious tone that was missing earlier, and Hen immediately pays closer attention. Eddie makes a sound that Hen has never heard him make, and it takes her a second to realize that it was a giggle. A giggle! If only she could record this shit for Chim and Karen.
“No,” he says, not very convincingly.
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Hen spends three weeks watching Eddie make a fool of himself in front of Buck.
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Missing Chris is less of an emotion these days and more of a physical entity. He’s sure everyone can see that he’s slowly hollowing himself out, that he can’t do much of anything else.
But when Jee laughs at him trying to get his tongue to touch his nose, and Mara loops one of her arms through his to keep him from tossing the rest of his cup in the garbage, Eddie feels solid again.
Maybe he likes yellow birthday cake ice cream after all.
(or, gerrard messes with the team's schedules and eddie 'i just drove my son to flee the state' diaz is the only option to watch mara and jee-yun after school on tuesdays, which, shouldn't be a problem at all, right?)
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19 Sep 2024
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I didn't know a 9yo could make me cry so much. And love it.
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i pray that something picks me up and sets me down in your warm arms by fruitsdoesnotknow
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
09 Dec 2023
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He doesn’t know what to say, and the silence grows fast between them as Eddie searches for something to say back that’s proportional to what Buck said.
I’d wheel you around too, Buck. I’d make you the first cup of coffee in the morning, just the way you like it. I’d give you my last spare pair of clean socks and my child and the morning newspaper. I’ll pull out Chimney’s chair right before he goes to sit at lunch tomorrow to make you laugh. I’ll buy you milk for breakfast every time you mention we’re out of it. I’d bring you the moon and get down on one knee and plead in a universe I didn’t used to believe in to let us be together.
But he misses his chance, and Buck carries on. “I’d wheel you around like a little old man.” Before Eddie can raise back an argument, Buck powers through. “I’d carry you, like Chris when he’s sleepy. Two Diaz’s, one for each arm.” Eddie can practically taste the smile in Buck’s mouth, and it makes him dizzy. “I’ll bring gummy bears tomorrow, and milk. You need anything else?”
“Nothing, Buck. Just you.”
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Eddie just wants to be in Buck's arms, any way he can. It's a disaster.
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Bookmarked by aceassbutt
15 Aug 2024
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“Eddie’s my best friend.”
“Okay, and you are very clearly in love with him, best friend or not.”
Surely their five minutes are up. Doesn’t she have somewhere to be? God, this conversation is so amusing to her she no longer cares about the time limit she’d previously set. He’s so fucked.
“W-What?”
“C’mon, Buck. This cannot be news to you,” she insists, like his stupidity is actually painful for her to deal with.
“I’m with Tommy,” he repeats. “Tommy is my boyfriend.”
“Like that stopped you before,” her smile is cutting, and he should’ve known she would throw that kiss back in his face. “Which, by the way, if I had known you were going to cheat on me I really would’ve bet money on it being with Eddie.” She says it casually, like her words are not recentering his universe.
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After being recruited to help bring down Councilwoman Ortiz, Taylor Kelly drops a bomb on Buck that leaves him spiraling.
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10 Aug 2024
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I Have Walked Through Fire, and I Saw Your Face by kissingconstellations_Kore (MoiraiFata)
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
06 Aug 2024
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Buck’s parents are back in town and all the feelings he has had since childhood come flooding back. All he wants to do is punch things and scream about it. But Eddie won’t let him do that, instead, he chooses to show Buck the lengths he will go to prove Buck’s worth. And if they end up in bed…well that's between them and God.
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We begin with punching bags, we end with filth.
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08 Aug 2024
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Dean takes a really, really long drive to kick fear in the ass. It might just be the best thing he ever decides to do.
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The seat squeaks, and Dean follows the sound, his gaze trailing down. There—where Jack sat moments ago—is a much tinier version of him. He looks mostly the same, just...smaller and more dimply and cuter, if that's possible. His clothes have shrunk to fit him, so he's casually sitting in a t-shirt, jeans, and scuffed tennis shoes. He swings his feet from side-to-side over the edge of Baby's seat the same way Sam used to in the back, and he stares up at Dean with clear eyes.
"Oh," Dean blurts out, eyes bulging, "Cas is going to fucking kill me."
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01 Aug 2021