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Call it the way I see it!

@deluweil / deluweil.tumblr.com

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and, darling, this is more than i've felt before

“Buck’s husband!”
“You’re lucky you’re pregnant,” Eddie grumbled before walking over and pulling her into a quick hug, “I thought we had a deal?”
“Husband, huh?” He could hear the grin on Chim’s face without even looking at him.
“Did we miss something?” Hen asked, a similar grin displayed on her lips, “Did you two idiots get married without telling us?”
“No one got married,” Buck spoke up, a light blush showing on his face, “She just likes to be a menace.”
“Hey!” Kameron crossed her arms, fixing Buck with a look, “It’s not my fault the two of you act like you’re married.”
or: Kameron keeps calling Eddie Buck's husband and it may be time that Eddie puts a ring on it.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Characters: Evan “Buck” Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Henrietta “Hen” Wilson, Ravi Panikkar, Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Additional Tags: Episode Tag 5x10, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Eddie Is A Stubborn Bastard, but we love him anyway, We Includes Buck, Idiots in Love, 5x10 Broke Me This Was My Therapy I Hope It Helps You Too Series: Part 2 of Season 5 Tags - Buddie Feels Summary:

“I’m leaving the 118.” A silent explosion of words, quiet, definite, final.

Or,

Eddie drops the bomb in the middle of Santa’s Village, And Buck may be used to people leaving but Eddie is not just people.

A special Thank You to my amazing Beta @talespinner230 , I could not have this without you, you save my sanity babe!! 💜💜💜

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When Buck downloaded Tiktok in 2020, he never, ever thought he would actually make a Tiktok, especially not one with his best friend/love of his life. See, Buck had curated his for you page to consist mostly of animal videos, people who had pets, at home kid art projects, and other people in love, who made mushy coupley videos.
He meant to just save it and not actually post it. Knowing his Buck Luck, the video getting out would get him into so much trouble. He did not need Eddie to ever see this and be the thing that made him lose Eddie.
But then Eddie came home looking all flushed and happy, and in his haste to put his phone away, he accidentally clicked post instead of save to drafts.

Or the one where a Tiktok trend hopefully gets these two idiots together.

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Rated: Explicit // Words: 7261

Self rb for tags! (Just tagging some mutual friends as well)

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Seven Sentence Sunday

I was tagged by the awesome @talespinner230

Here's my wip (I do in fact have several lol), and I'm breaking the 7 sentence rule too 😂

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“He said he was scared I would be dead next year, that’s why he wanted this Christmas to be perfect.” Eddie recalled, hoping the explanation will be enough of a reason.

“His mother was killed in a car accident,” Buck reminded quitely, “She wasn’t a firefighter. Christopher and I were swept away in a tsunami,” he continued, making Eddie flinch and turn away, “Shit happens, life is uncertain.” Buck’s voice is quiet but urgent, and filled with  emotion. 

“Leaving this job, this family, that isn’t just yours but Christopher’s as well, will not make this better, in fact, it might make it worse.”

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Funny thing is I wrote this way before S5b promos, maybe I'll finally be able to finish this tag and post it soon. 🙏🙏🙏

I'm inviting anyone who want to participate, tag me so I can read your wonderful wip too. ❤

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Potential prompt- hungover buddie wake up in bed with little clothing.

Did we? Nah, no way. But then why? Could we have? Would you have? Maybe? Did we?

Awkward get together, perfectly innocent near miss or whatever you decide. Or on the trash heap if this doesn't spark joy 😉

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Needed a couple of days to fully form this, hope I nailed it @blu-eyed-demon 🙏💕

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Buck woke up slowly, the room darkly lit, someone was wise enough to close the shades before going to bed last night.

He knows for a fact it wasn't him, his presence of mind was somewhat... drunk, there is no better way to put it, he thought with an inward chuckle.

He knows it's not his bed he's lying in, because for one, be does not have shades on his big ass window in the living room, and second, opening his eyes, he knows that ceiling, knows the scent that lingers in the room, he's at Eddie’s.

Turning his head to the other side of the bed, he finds it empty, but there is a presence looming over next to it.

Buck frowns at finding Eddie standing next to the bed, his arms crossed, staring or glaring at the bed with a thoughtful expression in his face. "Eds?"

Eddie raised his eyes to meet confused blue ones, "Are you okay?" Buck asked.

"Did we?" Eddie blurted at the same time but stopped.

Buck furrowed his eyebrows, noticing Eddie’s disheveled and mostly naked appearance, then looked under the blanket.

He quickly lowered it with a muttered "Oh shit." And looked to his friend, "Were you naked when you woke up?"

"Yep." Eddie replied, lips purse.

"Hmm," having been in this situation before, Buck rolled his eyes inwardly at that, he sat up feeling for any aches or signs out of place.

Watching Buck doing some sort of mental check, Eddie raised a bemused eyebrow, "What are you doing Buck?"

"Before I explain, I have to ask, did you wake up with any physical discomforts, the monster hangover aside?" He asked.

Rolling his eyes with a chuckle, Eddie smiled for the first time that morning. "No," he replied, "no residual sticky stuff on my person either."

"Sticky stuff?" Buck teased, "And they say I'm immature." He leaned back against the headboard. "Bed's clean too," Buck observed, shamelessly pulling the blanket back to check, exposing himself in the process.

"You're an exhibitionist, aren't you?" Eddie huffed with a fond laugh, finally leaving his post next to the bed and moved to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

"Not an exhibitionist, just not self conscious where my body's concerned." Buck shrugged.

"Just everything else?" Eddie asked as he left the bathroom, closing the lights and making his way towards the bed throwing a Tylenol bottle to Buck.

Buck caught the bottle with a shrug.

Eddie went out to the kitchen to get water and threw a water bottle at Buck before sinking back to the mattress.

"So either we slept together last night, showered, changed the sheets than fell asleep, or we just..." Buck summed up.

"Slept." They both completed together, laughing.

Buck took two pills and washed them down before handing Eddie pills and his bottle before lying back down, drawing the sheets back to cover himself and Eddie who put the bottle aside and lay back down.

With Christopher at abuela's, both of them had the rest of the day to sleep off the hangover.

"So I gather you've been in this situation before?" Eddie inquired, an amused smile on his face.

Buck had the decency to look sheepish, as he nodded, "misspent youth and all that."

"Youth, right." Eddie teased with a fond smile. Buck shrugged, the cute pink blush spreading on his cheeks making Eddie draw closer, and reach over to cup the blonde's warm cheek.

Buck freezes for a second under the touch before leaning into the touch, eyes closing in content for a few beats.

When Buck’s blues reopened, meeting warm fond browns, he had to ask, "you know for someone who has woken up naked in his own bed with another naked man, you're pretty calm."

"Did you expect me to freak out?" Eddie murmured amusedly, body already demanding to curl into Buck's warmth and fall back to sleep.

"Well, kinda, I guess." Buck replied distracted, reading Eddie’s intent and just reached over to his waist to pull him closer.

"Well, for one, nothing happened, and two, it's you," Eddie answered, his eyes boring into Buck's, willing him to understand, "I trust you." He finished the sentence, then leaned the rest of the way to press warm lips to Buck's own.

Buck gasped at the long awaited touch, hoped for it, willed it to happen but never believed it would.

Eddie smiled into the kiss, taking full advantage of the slightly open mouth to sneak in a gentle tongue and tease Buck into responding.

The kiss was short, but sweet. Both men were smiling stupidly at each other as they parted.

Rubbing a gentle thumb over Buck's flushed cheek, Eddie whispered against his lips, "The only thing I would have freaked out about if anything happened, would have been not being able to remember it, to remember us, together, finally."

Buck chuckled, and bumped his nose against Eddie’s playfully, "Trust me Eds, when we finally do decide to do this, drunk or not, you'll remember."

Eddie snorted amusedly and pecked Buck's lips, just because he can now, "Cocky, aren't we?"

"Not cocky, Eds. Just confident." Buck retorted, and before Eddie could make a witty comeback to that, he dove straight back to Eddie’s lips, starting a long heated make out session that will make both of them forget about their hangovers for a while.

They could always sleep later.

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That's it, hope you enjoyed it! 🤗

This was so much fun to write!

As always, likes, comments and rb-s are a love language 😇❤

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Here's a prompt for you...

Feeling for the other one in the dark. 💖

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Here is my first prompt reply for my buddie prompts post from yesterday.

I wanted something, sweet and light, hope it hits the spot. 💕💕

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Moments In-Between.

Eddie swore under his breath, he really hoped for a longer break after the last big blackout.

He shut the faucet and reached blindly for the towel. "Christopher? Buck?" He called out.

"Still here Eds." Buck called back, clearly amused.

"Here would be?" Eddie asked with an eyeroll.

"Living room, Christopher is complaining about not being old enough to swear." Buck replied with a laugh.

Eddie looked around, but then cursed again when he realized he left his phone to charge in the bedroom.

"Eddie?" Buck's voice was heard closer as he made his way to the kitchen.

"Here," Eddie replied quietly, "Why are you feeling your way around, don't you have your phone?" He asked, leaned against the counter, letting his voice guide his partner to him.

"Left it with Christopher in the living room, forgot you left yours to charge." Buck sighed, finally reaching out to wrap his arm around Eddie’s nearest arm, then another, both hands moving to wrap around his waist and back.

Eddie was smiling as he was reaching back to wrap his arms around the blonde, chin fitting itself on Buck’s shoulder.

"This could be really nice if Christopher wasn't still awake in the living room." Buck joked, pressing his lips against Eddie’s temple, then down to his cheek making Eddie smile with gentle fondness and turn his head just slightly to bring their lips together.

Buck smile into the kiss, they both kept it gentle, sweet, unhurried. Eddie’s fingers ran soothingly at the edges of Buck’s hair and Buck pulled Eddie’s body closer to himself.

They loved moments like these, they lived for moments like this. The ones in between the crazy life loved to throw at them.

They stood like this until Christopher’s shrill voice made them both break the kiss, "Buuuck!! Did you find the candles?"

Buck chuckled, "Almost buddy."

Eddie nuzzled against sculpted cheek, "Oh yeah, where did you put the candles?"

"Pretty sure it's in the drawer next to the fridge." Buck reluctantly withdrew from their embrace and reached for the fridge then felt his way to the drawer, "Yep, matches too."

"Okay," Eddie pecked Buck's lips and pulled him out of the kitchen towards the phone light in the living room, "Let's go keep the kid company, your phone battery will only last for so long."

Buck chuckled, good thing they have nowhere to be tomorrow, because candlelight is considered romantic and soon as Christopher falls asleep he intends on lighting a different room in the house.

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Didn't know how fluffy this drabble will turn out until I wrote it,

Hope you like it - likes, comments and rb-s are a love language. 😉❤

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Here's a prompt for you...

Feeling for the other one in the dark. 💖

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Here is my first prompt reply for my buddie prompts post from yesterday.

I wanted something, sweet and light, hope it hits the spot. 💕💕

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Moments In-Between.

Eddie swore under his breath, he really hoped for a longer break after the last big blackout.

He shut the faucet and reached blindly for the towel. "Christopher? Buck?" He called out.

"Still here Eds." Buck called back, clearly amused.

"Here would be?" Eddie asked with an eyeroll.

"Living room, Christopher is complaining about not being old enough to swear." Buck replied with a laugh.

Eddie looked around, but then cursed again when he realized he left his phone to charge in the bedroom.

"Eddie?" Buck's voice was heard closer as he made his way to the kitchen.

"Here," Eddie replied quietly, "Why are you feeling your way around, don't you have your phone?" He asked, leaned against the counter, letting his voice guide his partner to him.

"Left it with Christopher in the living room, forgot you left yours to charge." Buck sighed, finally reaching out to wrap his arm around Eddie’s nearest arm, then another, both hands moving to wrap around his waist and back.

Eddie was smiling as he was reaching back to wrap his arms around the blonde, chin fitting itself on Buck’s shoulder.

"This could be really nice if Christopher wasn't still awake in the living room." Buck joked, pressing his lips against Eddie’s temple, then down to his cheek making Eddie smile with gentle fondness and turn his head just slightly to bring their lips together.

Buck smile into the kiss, they both kept it gentle, sweet, unhurried. Eddie’s fingers ran soothingly at the edges of Buck’s hair and Buck pulled Eddie’s body closer to himself.

They loved moments like these, they lived for moments like this. The ones in between the crazy life loved to throw at them.

They stood like this until Christopher’s shrill voice made them both break the kiss, "Buuuck!! Did you find the candles?"

Buck chuckled, "Almost buddy."

Eddie nuzzled against sculpted cheek, "Oh yeah, where did you put the candles?"

"Pretty sure it's in the drawer next to the fridge." Buck reluctantly withdrew from their embrace and reached for the fridge then felt his way to the drawer, "Yep, matches too."

"Okay," Eddie pecked Buck's lips and pulled him out of the kitchen towards the phone light in the living room, "Let's go keep the kid company, your phone battery will only last for so long."

Buck chuckled, good thing they have nowhere to be tomorrow, because candlelight is considered romantic and soon as Christopher falls asleep he intends on lighting a different room in the house.

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Didn't know how fluffy this drabble will turn out until I wrote it,

Hope you like it - likes, comments and rb-s are a love language. 😉❤

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Past Eddie Diaz/Ana Flores, background Evan "Buck" Buckley/Taylor Kelly Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Carla Price Additional Tags: Idiots in Love, Requited Love, but not quite there yet, Sleepy Eddie Diaz, Soft Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Soft Evan "Buck" Buckley, Buddie being weird together, Sleeping Together, like literally sleeping, shared shower, Soft but not sexual touch, 9-1-1 Episode 5x06 tag, Protective Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Protective Evan "Buck" Buckley Summary:

The danger has passed, no one was hurt, and something good came out of this whole mess.

But going home in one piece to Christopher didn't feel like enough to calm his frayed nerves, he needed Buck, in his line of sight, in his arms, where he could feel his heartbeat.

He just needed Buck.

** I want to thank my amazing beta @talespinner230, Thank you for the support and the careful editing, you saved my sanity and made my work so much better my dear 💖💖💖

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here's my number (so call me maybe)

“911, what’s your emergency?” Eddie says into his headset.
Someone groans on the other end of the line. And, listen, Eddie’s been at dispatch for a few months. He’s heard plenty of pained groans, and this… wasn’t it. Whoever was on the other end of the line was? Annoyed?
“911, is anybody there?”
The person on the other end groans again. Someone shouts something in the background that Eddie can’t make out.
“Hi, Eddie,” Buck says sheepishly, voice coming out small and tinny through his ear piece.
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eddie works at dispatch, buck's an idiot, taylor drops a bottle of wine, and eddie gets the girl in the end.
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yaaaaas whipped this baby up first thing in the morning bc why not. only getting around to posting it now cuz i literally forgot i wrote it <3 i'm having a day y'all

anyway hope u enjoy it. let me know if you did. if you didn't i don't wanna hear it LOVE U GUYSIES AND DISPATCHER EDDIE HEHEHEHEH

tagging below the cut lmk if u wanna be blah blah blah y'all get it

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to my beloved @talespinner230 for the 911 Valentines 2022 gift exchange, thank you @missmybuddie for setting it up!<3

“Diaz, you still with us?”
By the grace of some higher power, he’s able to tuck his chin and talk into his radio. “Barely,” he croaks.
The next voice is Bobby’s. “Eddie, what’s going on? Where’s your location?”
He does his best to articulate the nearest approximation. White hot pain shoots from his hip down to his toes, creeps like gnarled fingers up his back. He worries for a moment about spinal injury. And then, because he’s bombarded with a slough of bitter realities he can’t handle, pushes the thought away. No use worrying over what he can’t control.
The pain eventually subsides, which is definitely not a good thing, considering. His vision winks out, because one minute he’s staring at the crumbling ceiling of an abandoned squatter house, and then the next he’s on a stretcher being wheeled into an ambulance with Hen and Chimney trotting beside him.
Bobby is at the foot of the stretcher, face pinched in worry. Eddie tries sitting up, but there’s pressure against his forehead, pinning him down.
“Buck,” he rasps, fingers twitching toward his pocket, where his phone is probably crushed beyond oblivion. “Somebody . . . call Buck.”
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Right before Valentine's Day, Eddie gets injured on a call.
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