Chapters: 2/7
Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)
Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Maddie Buckley, Howie "Chimney" Han, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Athena Grant, Bobby Nash, Ravi Panikkar, Lucy Donato, Lou Ransone (9-1-1 TV), Original Characters
Additional Tags: stalker au, Post Season 5, Buck You in Danger Girl, Stalking, Suspense, Abduction, Whump, Hurt Evan "Buck" Buckley, Evan "Buck" Buckley Whump, Getting Together, Secret Relationship, Angst with a Happy Ending, Firehouse 118 Crew as Family (9-1-1 TV), Worried Firehouse 118 Crew (9-1-1 TV), Protective Firehouse 118 Crew (9-1-1 TV), Protective Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Mystery, POV Alternating
Summary:
He was just a hot guy in a crowded bar, talking to a girl with long dark hair. He had a birthmark over his left eye – kinda interesting, kinda unique – and light brown, almost blonde curly hair.
I noticed him, but I dismissed him until I saw him smile.
That angelic smile.
It's seared in my memory forever – his beautiful, bright, beaming smile. His laughter echoed across the club and I looked at him, flirting with a gorgeous girl, and thought, wow. I want him to look at me like that.
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Post-Season 5, in which Buck and Eddie are only just beginning, but someone dangerous is lurking in the background.
Just watched 2x03 of Rizzoli and Isles and there is a scene where they pretend to be lesbian lovers so Dr. Isles gets out of a relationship (or what I like to call, a Situationship) and I SO BADLY want this scene but with Buck and Eddie.
I was stunned and amazed to be shown this today. Someone liked my Merman Buck fic so much that they used it to practise learning how to book bind (for personal use and enjoyment only, no selling dw).
LOOK HOW PRETTY IT IS!!! omg. If you've read the fic you will know just how apt this cover is. I am so honoured and touched and just utterly gobsmacked that someone liked something I wrote enough to do this. Just... wow.
Here's a link to the fic if anyone is interested: Cherish
Summary:
After surviving the tsunami with Christopher, Buck found himself suffering the consequences of his actions during the lawsuit. Isolated from his loved ones, plagued by nightmares and a deep fear of water, once his most cherished element, he begins a solitary journey to conquer his water-based trauma. Months later, Buck has long ago reconciled with the 118, and he and Eddie have grown closer than they’d ever been.
Then Buck’s plans to unveil his new hobby to his fire family are abruptly thwarted by an unforeseen accident, leaving everyone in a state of shock – and the future of any relationship with Eddie uncertain.
AN: this will be part 1 of a 3 part story. the 1st being fluff, the 2nd part being smut, and the 3rd will be a mix of fluff and sick fic. they won't come out that close together, maybe days apart. and forewarning, i don't know much about private jets and how they are set up so if i get some information wrong, ignore it. hope you enjoy. please leave feedback.
This story contains: pure pluff
{ husband!harry - no kids - current harry era }
word count: 658
Harry leaves MSG and gets on his private jet to join his wife on their overnight flight from New York to Italy where the film festive occurs.
As soon as Harry's show at Madison Square Garden night nine was over with, he ran off stage to get ready for the airport. You had left his show a bit earlier than you normally do so that you could be at the airport waiting on him. There was a private jet there awaiting you both that would take you from New York City all the way to Venice Italy for Harry to attend the film festival for his upcoming movie Don't Worry Darling.
By the time Harry made it to the airport, he was exhausted. Running around on stage for two hours and then rushing to get to the airport, it made his limbs feel weak and his head painfully sore. You weren't that much better either.
You'd been up since five this morning and now it was pushing midnight. You just wanted to crawl into your bed at home with your husband and go to sleep, which unfortunately couldn't happen. But you knew you'd both get some sleep on this plane ride to Italy. Typically when you fly on private jets they have reclining chairs that turn into somewhat of a comfy bed.
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As soon as Harry gets to the airport, he does all the necessary things to do for traveling on a plane and than follows his security to the gate at which his plane awaits.
"Where's y/n?" Harry asks one of the security guards that's walking in front of him. He hasn't had time to message you to find out where you were.
Turning around, the beefy guy answers, "She's already on the plane waiting for you." Harry was satisfied with the man's answer and kept walking on nearly numb legs. He just wanted to finally be with you. Even if you saw each other minutes before his concert, back in his dressing room.
Harry walks up the few steps on the private jet and makes his way to go find you. It doesn't take long for him to spot where you are. You were already in your seat, getting yourself situated with blankets and pillows for the long night flight. When he sees you, Harry mutters tiredly, "Hi, m'love. Missed you." Then leans down to peck your lips in a quick kiss.
"Hello, babes. Sorry I didn't wait up for you in the airport. Was just too tired and I didn't want to be bombarded with paparazzi." you reply back. Harry instantly feels guilty by your words. He hates that you have to suffer long days when traveling with him or being harassed by paps but you always tell him time and time again that you wouldn't have it any other way. You love getting to travel with your husband.
Harry puts aways his carry on bag and gets situated beside you in his seat. He's wearing gray sweatpants and a hoodie and his hair is slightly damp from the shower he took back at the arena. He looks sexy in better terms, even with the heavy bags under his green eyes.
For the next few minutes you both sit upright in your seats as you go through the normal protocol for flying in private jets. Then once that was done and you've made it into the air safely, Harry begins to recline his seat and situates the blanket you'd brought for him over his long body.
"You're too far away." Harry whines, seeings as the armrest made a divide in your seats. You sit up a bit and push the armrest down so that there wasn't a gap. Then you slide your body over until you were cuddled into his side.
"Better?" you question.
"Mhm, much. Love you." he answers and kisses the top of your head that's laid on his right shoulder.
With your bodies close and the overhead lights dim, you and Harry fall into a cozy sleep as you make your way to the film festival in Italy.
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(PLEASE REBLOG BECAUSE WRITING IS NOT EASY AND IT’S FREE SO JUST DO IT)
I'll list the series/universes etc. Down below so you don't have to keep going to my master list. Just let me know what you wanted to be tagged in either through the comments, reblog, asks, or private message!
Athena Grant, Bobby Nash, Eddie Diaz, Evan Buckley, Henrietta Wilson, Howie Han, Maddie Buckley, May Grant
— DC/Arrowverse
Alex Danvers, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, Selina Kyle
— Call of Duty
Alejandro Vargas, Alex Keller, Farah Karim, John Price, Johnny MacTavrish, Kate Laswell, Kyle Garrick, Simon Riley
— Criminal Minds
Aaron Hotchner, David Rossi, Derek Morgan, Elle Greenaway, Emily Prentiss, Jennifer Jareau, Luke Alvez, Matt Simmons, Penelope Garcia, Spencer Reid, Will LaMontagne
Addison Montgomery, Alex Karev, Amelia Shepherd, Andrew DeLuca, Andy Herrera, April Kepner, Atticus Lincoln, Arizona Robbins, Ben Warren, Callie Torres, Carina DeLuca, Cormac Hayes, Cristina Yang, Dean Miller, Derek Shepherd, Izzie Stevens, Jack Gibson, Jackson Avery, Jo Wilson, Lexie Grey, Lucas Ripley, Maggie Pierce, Mark Sloan, Maya Bishop, Megan Hunt, Meredith Grey, Nathan Riggs, Owen Hunt, Teddy Altman, Victoria Hughes, Winston Ndugu
— Harry Potter
Bill Weasley, Cedric Diggory, Fleur Delacour, Ginny Weasley, James Potter, Lily Evans, Marlene McKinnon, Nymphadora Tonks, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black
— Marvel/Spiderverse
Agatha Harkness, Bruce Banner, Bucky Barnes, Bobbi Morse, Carol Danvers, Clint Barton, Gamora, Hobie Brown, Kate Bishop, Loki, Maria Hill, Mary Jane Watson, Melina Vostokoff, Miguel O’Hara, Monica Rambeau, Natasha Romanoff, Peter B. Parker, Peter Parker (AG), Peter Parker (TH), Peter Quill, Pietro Maximoff, Sam Wilson, Scott Lang, Sharon Carter, Spider-Noir, Stephen Strange, Steve Rogers, Sylvie, Thena, Thor, Tony Stark, Wanda Maximoff, Yelena Belova
— Shameless
Fiona Gallagher, Kevin Ball, Lip Gallagher, Steve/Jimmy Lishman
— Star Wars
Anakin Skywalker, Han Solo, Leia Organa, Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Padmè Amidala, Poe Dameron, Rey
— Stranger Things
Eddie Munson, Chrissy Cunningham, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Steve Harrington
He supposes it looks nice enough, the kind of thing that you would see in an interior design magazine. It’s covered in a nice brown leather. It’s the kind of couch that you’re supposed to want. It doesn’t belong in here anymore than any of the other things Margaret bought for the place.
Buck follows Eddie’s gaze to the couch. “Yeah, it’s, uh, it’s, she meant well.”
“It doesn’t look like you,” Eddie says, before his filter gets a chance to kick in. “Uncomfortable as hell, too,” he adds.
Buck snorts and Eddie can’t help but grin at him. That much is still the same.
“It’s the fucking worst,” Buck admits. “I’ve tried sleeping on it. It’s impossible.”
Buck and Eddie have sex on a couch. And ruin it in the process.
I know this isn't connected to anything, but just FYI, this is the kind of jacket I imagined Prince Eddie wearing in chapter 1 of When It Is Loved. Just imagine him wearing it while he and Buck are dancing. ;)
I’ve posted a Tarlos fic on ao3 in which the cabinet you see at the right hand side of this picture is relevant :) Ah background details!
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He’s at the loft. Sunset through the west-facing windows fills the central living space with amber light. Discarded by the door there’s two large grey suitcases and a couple of boxes. He’s only acquired a limited selection of essentials since the house fire, but tomorrow he’s going thrifting – he’s letting himself look forward to it. Ideally, he wants to combine modern-eclectic with Tejano antique gems.
Carlos stands in the vast area of the main living space, where the sunset strikes most warmly. He tries to imagine a rug, a couch, lamps, art and ornaments, the dimensions of everything. And then he starts to cry. Slow tears slide down his face. He ignores them, lets them fall. Just stares into the emptiest place he’s ever been.
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Premise: Three days after moving into the loft, TK is left alone for the first time while Carlos is at work. While wandering around, TK discovers an unsent birthday card with a message in it – which Carlos had written for him during their breakup…
Set after events in S3, ep 4. They each reflect on breakup angst they’d had around TK’s birthday and there’s some lingering trauma from the house fire.
I was wondering if anyone either had a link or knew the title of the fic where I believe it’s around the lawsuit era perhaps and Buck is finding it harder to talk to the point where he was on a call and physically could not talk into his radio which pissed Bobby off 🙏🏼🙏🏼
If I COULD leave kudos on the same fic twice, I would!
Thanks @daughterofscotland for the tag!
Tagging (no pressure, and if I didn't tag you, feel free :D): @hella-writes @freesirius4life @an-amalgamation-of-things @wingwyrm @thosetwofirefighters @thatnerdemryn @zashizawa @spacetimeconundrum @jesuisici33 @sherlockcrossing @ronordmann @steadfastsaturnsrings @buffaluff
To all my beautiful gorgeous wonderful fic writers out there: I read a fic recently about two characters I know nothing about whose fandom I am not in. Simply because it used a trope I enjoyed.
Don’t be afraid of writing something you fear is “overused” WE LOVE IT!!
So I need some help deciding on a decision it has me, @justabigassnerd and @maverick-wingman stumped. It'll be a crossover with 9-1-1 and Criminal Minds. Loaded with fluff and angst. Maybe even multiple parts.
Hoping to get the breakdown!fic today or tomorrow out, but it's being emotionally taxing. I need to go back to writing about food as a love language.
Buck shuts his eyes, resisting the urge to press his forehead against the damp floor to ground himself. He has to add more glue, he has to add more tape. Because Buck, at his core, is selfish. Selfish to want things he knows he doesn’t deserve. He wants Hen’s love, he wants Bobby’s parental guidance, he wants Eddie…
He wants and wants and wants.
Except he knows it’s not fair.
It’s not fair to go up to these people, broken pieces of the man he became pouring through his hands, pleading “Love me anyway?”