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beep-beep-robin · 19 days
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guys they are actually so dumb (affectionate) i can‘t
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shortsighted-owl · 4 months
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*Buck’s water trauma entered chat*
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meep-meep-richie · 3 months
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buck bb what did you do?
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penpatronuswhump · 2 months
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Thought he was Buck… That’s not Oliver, right?
who dat
Here’s Eddie the very next frame -
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stqrsdust · 4 months
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thats gonna sound kinda mean but i cant wait to see buck dying of panic when he realizes that bobby and athena (his parents, ofc 😘) are in terrible danger. im sure hes gonna be freaked the hell out, just wanting to go there and do everything he can possibly think of to save them.
and i also wanna see the rest of the team trying to stop him cause he can (and probably will) die or get pretty hurt if he tried to save them with his bare hands.
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jesuiscenseedormir · 26 days
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neverevan · 13 days
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EVAN BUCKLEY + always going back for seconds + bonus he's thinking about it
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bucknerdycore · 13 days
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incorrect911argoship · 4 months
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*The 118 celebrating New Years at Athena and Bobby's place*
Bobby: I'm happy we could get together for another year. My new year's resolution is for us to have the most dull and unexciting 2024 possible.
The 911 writers plotting Bobby and Athena's cruise sinking in the season 7 premiere: And we took that personally.
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hoodie-buck · 28 days
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thanks for the tags beloveds @disasterbuckdiaz @wikiangela @honestlydarkprincess 🩵
—soo i started a new wip for ✨reasons✨ we’ll call this one: physical therapist eddie <3 (for context this is after the ladder truck injury)
With that, Buck settled back onto the bed, his heartrate having kicked up for an entirely new reason. Not only did he have to worry about the onset of a panic attack, but now he was going to have to think about anything but hot therapist Eddie’s hands on him.
“Ok, let’s start off with some simple stretches, see what your mobilities like, huh?”
Buck nodded in answer, not trusting himself to speak.
Instead of focusing on the pain the movements caused, Buck focused on Eddie’s touch, the man gentle, but still pushing Buck a little further, knowing he could take more.
Eddie moved his ankle back and forth while also bending and straightening his knee, Buck taking deep breaths through the process, Eddie continually checking in on him.
“You doing ok bud?”
Buck grunted as Eddie flexed his calf, simultaneously stretching his Achilles tendon.
“Yea just uh, just feels kinda—”
“Weird?” Eddie supplied, Buck nodding in answer.
Eddie put his leg down gently so he could rest a moment, his fingers disappearing. Buck missed them in an instant, sighing aloud his disapproval. Buck swore Eddie chuckled at that, but it must’ve been his imagination. After all, he was still in a lot of pain and taking lots of medication for it. They must be getting to him.
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sapoteylx · 2 months
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shoutout to buddie shippers for being the most delusional people out there. im with you my brothers its our year
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daylightdiaz · 4 months
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i am just feeling VIOLENTLY ill at athena saying “and we didn’t tell anyone that we’re going” during the s6 finale to THAT s7 teaser
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prosperdemeter2 · 3 months
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Teaser Tuesday - watermark
“I don’t really know if I’m going to see them again.”
“How long are they staying?”
“A few weeks.” Buck rubbed at the tattoo on the inside of his forearm. “Maddie said they want to have family dinner on fridays. Like we used to do before she moved out.”
They used to do a lot of things before Maddie moved out. They had stopped doing most of them when she left, replaced them with cold, dark nights and a lingering anxiety of what version of his parents were going to greet him. “Would you be able to get out of the obligation of going?”
“Probably not.” That wasn’t true. Buck could get out of the obligation very easily. He had a built in excuse - he really only had to ask Bobby to put him on call for the next week and he’d wrinkle his brow at him but do it without much prodding. Eddie would probably be a happy excuse. But not showing up wouldn’t only put Maddie in the potential warpath of their perpetually changing parents, but it would give them an excuse to show up at the 118. To blow up whatever life Buck had carved out for himself with reckless abandon.
“Is that because, in order to get out of the obligation, you’d have to tell Maddie what you’ve been avoiding for a long time?”
Damn.
It was like being caught with Eddie all over again, only Eddie would have been a lot more blunt about it from the beginning. It wasn’t that he didn’t understand, and that he didn’t sympathize with Buck’s worry about telling Maddie at all, but that he didn’t… well, Eddie had made it known that Buck was his priority and Maddie wasn’t. He cared about her, and he didn’t want her to hurt, but ten out of ten times Eddie would choose to cause Maddie pain to save Buck from having to endure more. Amy held out her hands in silent invitation. “You don’t have to answer.” She said after a moment of Buck biting his own tongue. “I know the relationship with you and Maddie is important to you.”
“She wouldn’t believe me.”
“What makes you say that?” Amy tilted her head as she asked.
Her nails were painted bright yellow, a contrast to her graying hair.
Buck gave her a look and Amy frowned in response. “Has Maddie often not believed you when you’ve told her things?”
“We don’t talk about…” Buck waved his hand in the air. They didn’t talk about a lot of things. They didn’t talk about their childhoods or Doug or Daniel. Why should this be any different?
“You’ve wanted to talk to her about things, though.” Amy was always the person to gently bring up things Buck had previously admitted to whenever he ended up contradicting himself. “You want to talk to her. You’ve just expressed that you don’t know how to talk to her.”
“I was talking about Daniel, not about… this.”
“So this doesn’t fall into the same category?”
“No.”
“Then what category does it fall into?” Amy paused. Gave him a moment to consider his options. “Buck, I want you to think about this, okay? You don’t have to give me an answer at all.”
“It’s not…” It’s not that easy, Buck had told Eddie when he had asked him why Maddie didn’t know. On paper, Maddie would care, and perhaps he was being too cruel to her to imply that she wouldn’t in action but… Maddie had left, like everyone always left, and he really didn’t want to be the one pushing her away this time. She was fragile, and pregnant, and Buck was clumsy and prone to accidents and known to hurt others without really thinking about things.
“What makes telling Maddie so different from telling Eddie?”
“Eddie won’t leave.” Buck answered with an easy shrug and then flushed at the realization about what had just left escaped his mouth, no matter how true it was. “Not that… that’s not what I meant.”
@wildlife4life because you always tag me and I feel low-key horrible that I don't always have something new to share 😅 (not in a bad way, please, don't ever stop)
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meep-meep-richie · 3 months
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What if we get surprising buddie content in the teaser? Then what?!
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perfectlysunny02 · 14 days
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ೃ⁀➷Tease Tidbit Tuesday➹⁀ೃ
here’s an excerpt from my newest wip, right now, i wish you were here with me
“Never doing this again,” Buck huffs into the phone. He’s agitated in a way he can’t explain, filled with a sense of wrong, wrong, wrong.
“Not doing what again?” Tommy asks with a slight laugh. “Going home to your mom and dad? Falling asleep together on the phone?”
“Yes, actually,” Buck mumbles, petulant like a small child.. “I miss you. Never leaving again.”
This is too new, too bright. He’s never felt like this before, and he knows he’s said that before, but laying here awkwardly on his twin bed in his childhood bedroom, he aches with want, and a sense of giddiness. Dating a man, dating Tommy is everything he didn’t know he was missing. It’s like taking a drink of water when you’re desperately thirsty, it feels like he can breathe for the first time. Tommy Kinard is his sanctuary, he’s safe within his arms.
“Oh, sweetheart,” Tommy coos, and Buck hears his bed creak as he settles down to sleep. “It’s okay. It’s not forever, baby, you’ll be home soon.”
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Thank you to @birdclowns for the tag for Teaser Tuesday. Since I was not in fact awake (oh so sleepy) and it’s now Wednesday, I’m gonna kick off WIP Wednesday instead! Boxing fic my actual baby🥊 💛
“I like you too, Carlos,” TK says. Carlos kisses TK’s head once more, grins into the gesture this time. They stand like that for a long moment, hand over hand, TK leaning into him at the table. They go quiet. They simply breathe together, for the long stretch of moments it takes TK to pull back and say, “Oh! Can I show you something?”
“Sure,” Carlos says, chuckling at his sudden enthusiasm. He steps back, fully expecting TK to stand, to lead him to something in the apartment Carlos hasn’t spotted yet, or at the very least to pull his phone from his pocket and unlock it.
TK does neither. Instead, he reaches down, tugs the cuffs of his sweatpants up until they stretch over his knees, and Carlos’s mouth falls open at the sight.
TK’s knees – both left and right – are bruised.
“Is that…” Carlos starts. “Is that from…”
“The parking lot,” TK’s voice lilts in a soft, beautiful laugh. “I think so.”
“Oh my god,” Carlos groans. He leans right in now, rests his cheek against TK’s head and wraps an arm across his chest. TK brings a hand to Carlos’s arm, rubs softly back and forth as they laugh together. Carlos is pretty sure no one else has ever bruised their knees – injured themselves – from blowing him before. It’s ridiculous. Completely and utterly ridiculous, in a way that only makes him laugh harder the more he thinks about it. The feeling of TK’s body shaking with his own laughter is enough to send his heart up into the sky, bright and wide and lovely. They laugh together, and they hold each other in this sweet, awkward embrace. The more Carlos listens to TK’s laughter alongside his own, the more certain he is that this is a sound he will never get over, a place from which he can never come back.
And in this particular moment, he can’t imagine ever wanting to.
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