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FAVORITE 9-1-1 HAIRSTYLES ↳ buck in 4.12 • treasure hunt

#season four Buck hair save me #save me season four Buck hair #the closest we got to the curls

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#Josh: ok but how do you know I won’t tell Maddie?#Eddie: because you’d much rather hold this over me#Josh: fuck you’re right… fine deal but you have to bring me snacks once a week until you get the guts to tell Buck#Eddie: fuck you. deal.

“Eddie tells Tommy first” “Eddie tells Maddie first” Eddie tells Josh because Josh is the only gay person he knows that won’t immediately blab to someone who’ll blab to someone who will blab to Buck.

#incredibly accurate yes #buddie #Eddie and Josh are petty bitchy besties and you can pry it from my cold dead hands

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Henren + Favourite Moments

#THEM!!! #henren

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the funniest part about oliver saying that buck's intro to eddie could very possibly have been misplaced jealousy because he didn't properly understand his own feelings is the fact that the exact same thing has happened yet again in 7x01 with a shirtless eddie in the locker room, and in 7x04 with misplaced jealousy because he still doesn't properly understand his own feelings

#YOU'VE GOT A POINT #buddie

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OLIVER, THE MAN THAT YOU ARE!!! 🥹

#feeling particularly unhinged about that last one

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a new person to fly the helicopter? Lucy is ALSO a pilot, anon. they set that up at the end of season six. if she’d come back, I think chances are she’d have been flying the helicopter.

Lou said Tommy was originally supposed to date Eddie, so if the original plan had gone through, he probably would’ve been introduced differently.

Do you know how the storylines would have gone if A: Lucy came back instead of Tommy? Would her and Buck have gotten together? Or B: if Oliver said 'no' to the bisexual storyline (I know he was going to bring it up to Tim but if he wasn't)? Would Lou have only been in the one episode or would they have just gotten a new person to fly the helicoptor?

Tim said that it was after they had already got Lou to agree to come back that he decided to do the bi Buck story, so Lucy is not a factor in that arc at all. Yes, they would've just brought Lou back for an episode, then probably.

#just throwing my two cents on there

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The fucking couch theory was my ruin. It has caused me tremendous ptsd. I couldn’t even sit on a couch for months. And now you’re telling me we’re still NOT done with it?? And it keeps coming back from the dead to haunt us???? Guys I’m not strong enough. This will be my undoing 🙃

#im sorry oliver knows about COUCH THEORY #??? #this is a Stage 5 containment breach

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"The introduction of his character is literally Buck turning in slow motion and Whatta Man is the soundtrack that's playing, you know? So I think if we look back at that moment, yes, there's definitely an element of [attraction]. Which then, not knowing how to deal with or process those feelings, he kind of sectioned it off into some kind of jealousy or insecurity about himself."

#I can't BELIEVE HE SAID THIS #911 abc #911 on ABC #911 show #Evan Buck Buckley #Evan Buckley #Eddie Diaz #Oliver Stark #buddie

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#SAVE ME MADNEY WEDDING

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#have I reblogged this before? maybe? #idk if I have #but yes YES #it's so true #thank you OP for your service #buddie

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Howie 'Mr. April' Han

#HIM #LOVE OF MY LIFE

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fuck it if i can't have him!

#yeah #exactly #buddie

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#Peter lmao

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I keep these longings lockеd In lowercase, inside a vault

#THIS IS WHAT I WAS SAYING #OUGH #IT HITS SO WELL #buddie

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Timber Timbre

The firework that sets him off is probably a Roman candle, and way closer than all the other ones have been, by Hen’s estimate. Eddie is on the ground before she can say anything and Hen’s blood runs a little cold at the realization of what’s happening. 

“Eddie,” she says gently. “It’s still fireworks, it’s okay.” 

Eddie is squatting low behind the kitchen island, head down, and he’s visibly shaking. He nods jerkily, but his breathing doesn’t slow at all. Hen’s heart hurts, but she’s careful not to get too close. She’s well versed in many a mental health crisis, but what to do when your friend is having combat flashbacks feels a little out of her depth. She gets low with him, keeps her tone soft and even. “How can I help, Eddie?” 

His eyes are wild when they meet hers, his hands clenching around nothing like he’s physically clinging to the present. “Can you-“ he stutters. “Where is-? I need Buck.” 

Hen is on her feet as quickly as she can without startling him. “I’ll find him, okay? You stay right here.” 

Downstairs, Buck’s holding the heavy bag for Chim, saying something that was probably meant to be encouraging but comes out more antagonistic. Their shift into being brothers has obviously been going well. They both stop in their tracks when they see the look on Hen’s face. 

“Eddie needs you.” It feels important to say it the way he did.

Another firework goes off then and Buck pales. “Oh, shit.” 

Then he’s taking the stairs two at a time with Hen and Chim not far behind. “Kitchen.” She calls after him. 

Eddie is where she left him, but now his hands are pressed against his ears. Buck squats down in front of him slowly, ducking his head so he can catch Eddie’s eye. “Hey, hey, it’s okay, it’s me, I’m here.” He says, like it’s definitely not the first time.

He looks back and Hen and Chimney, whispers, “Can you guys sit with us a second?” 

They nod, taking their places off to the left across from them, backs against the kitchen counter. Close enough if they need help, far enough away to keep their bubble intact. Hen’s grateful for the direction, and when Bobby comes out of his office, she waves him over, finger to her lips. He doesn’t question it, just squats down on Hen’s other side. 

Eddie shudders, breathes hard out of his nose. Says, “Buck.” Real soft. 

Buck nods, scoots closer at the recognition, reaches out to run his fingertips feather-light over Eddie’s forearms. “You’re in LA, Eddie. At the 118.”

Eddie gasps like he’s just reached the surface of water. “Doesn’t- doesn’t feel like it.” 

Buck grimaces. “I know. I know, let’s go through it, okay?” 

Eddie nods, once, lets Buck take his hands and keep going. “I feel,” Buck prompts. 

Eddie closes his eyes. “Panicked.” 

Buck nods, soft look on his face like pride. It makes Hen’s eyes water. Their boy has grown up so much. 

“Because the fireworks made me think about,” 

“The chopper going down. Getting shot at while the fire was burning. Greggs.” Eddie grits out through bared teeth. 

Buck rubs his thumbs over the backs of Eddie’s hands. “But if I look around I can see,” 

Eddie forces his eyes open with what looks like immense effort, trains them on Buck for a solid ten seconds before he looks around the rest of the room. “You. The 118. Bobby. Hen. Chimney.” 

He looks at each of them in turn. Hen nods encouragingly, waves a little, which seems to increase the recognition on his face. 

Buck smiles at him. “Yeah, that’s good, real good.” 

Some of the tension seeps slowly from Eddie’s shoulders, and Buck rewards it with a squeeze of their joined hands. “Tell me what day it is.” 

Another firework goes off in the distance and Hen wants to murder someone. Bobby looks like he’d help her without a second thought. The fucking audacity to set off explosives when you live by a firehouse is astounding. 

Eddie winces but Buck stays firm with him, tapping his fingers rhythmically against Eddie’s knuckles. “What’s the date, Eds?” 

“Fourth of July.” 

“Exactly. Which means,” 

“Morons.” Eddie answers like, rote, like he’s been trained. The way Buck’s handling him right now, Hen supposes he has been. 

“You got it.” He praises, pressing forward until his forehead rests against Eddie’s. “Chris was excited, though, remember?” 

“Poke cake.” Eddie responds and Bobby smiles. 

Midwestern traditions often mystify Hen, but Christopher was so excited to make that weird jello cake with Bobby and Buck that she couldn’t help but decide she loved that one. They spent all evening in Bobby and Athena’s kitchen last night, making gratuitously American dishes that should be objectively gross but that Denny and Chris were wild for. Poke cakes with red and blue jello, things being called “salad” that have never and will never be salad, and burgers that were always a welcome staple in Grant-Nash cookouts. 

Buck is tapping his fingers on Eddie’s knees now, alternating as he prods Eddie to talk him through Christopher’s latest science project. Bilateral brain stimulation, her brain provides. Works for most long-term trauma treatment but can also be helpful during flashbacks. Evan “Internet Research Extraordinaire” Buckley certainly hasn’t been a slouch in this endeavor. 

As he talks through Buck’s prompts, Eddie is slowly relaxing, sitting up on his own a bit more but shifting closer to Buck, tension slowly bleeding out of him as he points out the things he knows, the things he can see, what Bobby made for dinner, what Chimney’s favorite show is right now, what class he helped Hen run flashcards for. It makes Hen’s heart grow too big in her chest. To know that they’re a part of Eddie’s recovery, of him feeling safe. 

“Where are you, Eddie?” Buck asks again after a few minutes of this. They’re side by side now, shoulders brushing as they lean back against the island cabinets. 

Eddie takes a deep breath, sags a little against Buck. “I’m in LA. I’m at the 118 firehouse. You’re all here with me. Everyone’s safe.” 

Hen smiles encouragingly at him, Chim says, “We’re here for you, man.” 

Eddie looks away, mutters, “Esto es tan vergonzoso,” color staining his cheeks. 

“Nuh uh.” Buck answers, firm. “None of that. No tienes nada de que avergonzarte.” 

Hen knows Buck spent a while in Peru. Bartending, she thinks. She’s heard him speak Spanish to people on calls before, but his accent has historically been horrendous. It sounds like being in the Diaz orbit has been helpful for that. Hen doesn’t speak Spanish well, but she’s been in LA long enough to get the gist most of the time. 

“Sorry you guys had to see that.” Eddie apologizes anyway, ignoring Buck.

Bobby shuts that down immediately. “Everybody’s got their demons, Eddie. We’re just happy we can help with yours.” 

He tells Eddie he should take the rest of the night, even as Eddie protests that he’s fine and he doesn’t want to leave them hanging. “It’s just a few hours, Eddie. Take him home, Buck?” 

Buck nods, looking relieved that he didn’t have to ask permission. Eddie still looks a little mortified, but it’s tempered by Bobby’s careful hand on his shoulder. “Get some rest, and I’ll see you tomorrow.” 

“When do you think they’ll give in and just get married?” Chim asks after Buck bundles Eddie into his Jeep. 

Bobby snorts. “I’ve had the paperwork ready to go for years.”

#awww this is so good #buddie #fic recs

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If I Should Fall

buck/eddie | rated: Teen | 23.7K | ao3

So last Monday, I posted this little thing. Of course I took the week and went and wrote the rest of said thing. It's complete and all posted now!

It’s just after midnight and Buck is going to bed. He’s been saying this for a couple hours but YouTube had too many Am I the A-Hole videos and Instagram had those gorgeously, if deceptively edited food recipe posts and he doesn’t even want to talk about the doomscrolling of TikTok.

His phone goes off with a call five seconds after he lies down. A number he doesn’t know. So he could ignore it. Or wait until they’ve left a message. But who would call at this hour for no reason? Or for scamming, telemarketing reasons? Long story short, he answers.

“Buckley?” The man on the other end says. He sounds vaguely familiar but not enough that Buck came put a name or face with a voice.

“Uh, yeah? Who is this?”

“Mehta. Captain Mehta. Of the 133.”

“Oh, hey,” Buck says, automatically friendly and smiling. That makes sense now. “What’s up? Why the— why are you calling?” Why would he call in the middle of the night?

Why does anyone call in the middle of the night.

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A helicopter crash leaves the love of Buck's life dying in a hospital, leading him to evaluate the life he has, the life he wants, and where his heart belongs.

tags for some beloveds who showed interest 💕😘

@eddiebabygirldiaz @sibylsleaves @hoodie-buck @wh0re-behavi0r @hippolotamus @suavecitodiaz @chaosandwolves @daffi-990 @jyt1891 @iced-coffee-jesus @rockets-obscure-omnibus @ronordmann @emilybahu @family-tree-of-ships @frenziedblaze @penpatronuswhump @imascar @kinardbuckley @tommykinrd @burnthatbridge @watchyourbuck @ultimateteadrinker @theotherbuckley @wikiangela @evanbi-ckley @sorryimlatecapt @so-much-purple @edmundobiaz @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @klaush4rgreeves @xunandran @diazsdimples @swiftieeddie @djdangerlove @smallandalmosthonest @queerbuckleys @herrmannhalsteadproduction @lovecolibri @bekkachaos @jesuiscenseedormir @monsterrae1 @buffaluff @spotsandsocks @l0v3t0hat3y0u @the-likesofus @fiona-fififi @messyhairdiaz @exhuastedpigeon @lemonzestywrites @alex1424

#oh this was amazing!!! so emotional and lovely!! #and kind to Tommy #perfection #also demisexual Eddie Diaz you will always be famous #fic recs

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The Eddie Knows of it all implied by SEASON 4 when Eddie wrote The Will. The possibility the Will Reveal was an aborted love confession and Eddie and Ana falling apart was in part due to Eddie Knowing and he still KNEW when Buck was struck by lightning and died for 3 minutes and 17 seconds and had to face the possibility of losing Buck before he ever had him. The implication that post lightning strike Buck was going to crash on Eddie’s couch and they would discuss their near death experiences and Eddie would say the last thing he remembers is reaching out to Buck and he would have put his hand in Buck’s…….

#im so unwelll actually #buddie