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readytoreid · 9 months
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Buck: One day I wanna be a dad.
Chimney: But you already are a dad to Christopher?
Buck: Christopher is not my son?
Christopher, writing in his journal: Dear diary, today marks the day I was disowned by my own father.
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chronicowboy · 1 year
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Buck is stood staring at his couch with a wrinkled nose when a frantic knocking rips him from his thoughts. Frowning, he skids over to the door on socked feet and yanks it open to reveal a harried Eddie and sheepish Christopher.
"Tell me you aren't busy," Eddie pleads, already pushing into the loft to set down two dangerously full grocery bags on the kitchen island.
The loft suddenly seems a lot brighter, feels a lot warmer.
"I'm not busy," Buck replies as he shoots a questioning look at Christopher who only bites his lip and looks away.
"Oh, thank God." Eddie grabs him by the shoulders with a grateful smile before taking a deep breath. "I am. Busy. Like incredibly busy."
"Okay..." Buck narrows his eyes at him. "So, I'm hanging out with my favourite Diaz then?"
"Hold the thought on that favourite bit," Eddie huffs, dropping his hands. Buck's shoulders turn cold at the loss, he shrugs the absence off. Eddie turns to Christopher with his arms folded over his chest and an arched eyebrow. "Want to tell Buck what you decided to tell me at four pm this afternoon?"
"Fine," Chris sighs, looking up at Buck guiltily. "I need to bake cookies for my whole class."
"Sure, we can do that." Buck frowns, sharing a look with a still frantic Eddie. "When do you need them for?"
Christopher averts his eyes. Realisation dawns on Buck, and he shares a knowingly unimpressed look with Eddie.
"Tomorrow," he mumbles.
"Chris," Buck groans.
"I know, okay?" Chris groans right back. "I forgot. I'm sorry. Will you help me? Please?" He breaks out his patented puppy eyes, and Buck has to try hard not to laugh at the notion he wasn't going to help Chris all along.
Buck steals a look at an apologetic Eddie, shakes his head in a way he hopes conveys I've got your back.
"Of course I will, Chris, you know that." His eyes snap to Christopher when Eddie's face melts into that dangerously fond expression. He's been seeing a lot more of it ever since he woke up from his coma, and it makes him feel a little like a lightning bolt trapped in a human body. He doesn't know what to make of it.
"You are a lifesaver," Eddie tells him seriously, pulling him into a quick hug. "I've gotta get over to Pepa's, but I'll be back around dinner time, okay?"
"Oh, I see," Buck tuts. "You just want to reap the benefits of all our hard work."
"Obviously." Eddie pulls one of his patented frog faces. "I wasn't trying to hide that."
"Lazy good-for-nothing," Buck says, except it comes out sounding much more like you're everything.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Who here was asleep for a wholeass week?" Eddie retorts.
"Ass," Chris snickers.
"Don't," Buck and Eddie scold in unison, sharing a bashful smile. Chris just rolls his eyes.
Buck tries not to preen at how natural all of this is, thinks of Bobby's words in the engine just before lightning struck.
Life's too short to take those relationships for granted.
Buck has seen his world without the Diazes in it, he'll never take them for granted again.
"I don't think a coma is technically considered sleep," Buck argues, just happy that Eddie isn't flinching away from the reminder of the accident like he used to.
"Well, you weren't snoring," Eddie concedes.
"I don't snore!"
"Buck, the only reason I felt okay leaving you sleeping on the couch to make Christopher's lunch was because I could hear you breathing all the way from the kitchen." Buck tries not to think about a worried Eddie hovering over him, fingers itching to reach out and find a pulse, lingering in the doorway to the kitchen because he didn't want to leave Buck alone. "You snore."
"You snore," Chris agrees.
"Betrayal!" Buck gasps. "We're making oatmeal raisin cookies."
"Nooooooo!" Chris cries. "Buck, please!"
"Do I snore?" Buck demands.
"Nope." Chris grins.
"Chocolate chip it is."
"Double chocolate chip?" he tries, eyes wide and sparkling. Buck loves him desperately.
"Nice try, kid." Eddie drops a hand onto Christopher's head. "You get double chocolate chip when you tell us more than one day in advance."
Something warm and content settles in Buck's gut at the ease of Eddie's us.
"Buck?" Chris pouts up at him.
"Nah, not gonna work on me." Buck shakes his head, folds his arms over his chest. Eddie sends him a smile, the small and private one that tucks itself into Eddie's rosy cheeks, the one that Buck's pretty sure he'd return from the dead just to see again.
"Okay, well, you two have got it under control." Eddie ducks down to drop a muah! on Christopher's head, presses a quick one to Buck's cheek. "I'm off! Love you both, see you for dinner!"
Eddie sweeps out of the door in a whirlwind of frantic energy. Buck just watches him go, mouth half-open in a soft 'o' as the skin of his cheek tingles where Eddie's lips had been. He stares at the closed door with wide eyes, stares for so long his mouth goes dry.
Maybe he does have the answers, maybe he's had a couch all along.
A sharp tug on his shirt pulls him from his trance, and he looks down at Christopher.
"Cookies?" he says, entirely too knowing for an eleven-almost-twelve-year-old.
"Cookies," Buck nods.
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iamharryhale · 7 months
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Buck and Christopher: *walking around, still very disappointed 6 hours after leaving the aquarium*
Eddie: what did you guys think a tiger shark was?
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moonlightsunlight1 · 1 year
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Buckley-Diaz family in brief:
Eddie's phone Buck's phone
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mikeluciraphgabe · 2 years
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I don’t care, the funniest thing to happen on this show is Eddie baby trapping Buck
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magicalnerdsworld · 11 months
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Buck & Chris:*Playing video games* Eddie: You guys woke up at 5:30 in the morning just to play games? Buck: *silence* Chris: *silence* Eddie, finally figuring it out: ...You two never went to sleep, did you? Buck & Chris in shame: Yeah...
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iconicbuck · 9 months
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And speaking of chemistry...
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loserdiaz · 1 year
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i used to think you were gods but i've ran out of faith.
i'll plot the coordinates to somewhere you haven't stained and i'll be a better man that you ever were.
—better man by kalea jordan
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What if Eddie is all nervous this Christmas that Christopher is gonna get all upset again but then this year Buck is involved with everything and helps put up the tree, decorations and make gingerbread houses and Christopher is totally at ease and this is when Eddie has his “Oh Moment” 😱
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goodiecornbread · 10 months
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I just know that Buck and Christopher have one of those obnoxious YouTube channels, so then I had to make it happen. Carry on.
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buddiesbestie · 11 months
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I find it very weird when people hate eddie & then proceed to invalidate how he's christopher's father in favor of acknowledging that buck is a father figure to him.
I love the buckley-diaz family. I love buck and eddie. I love buddie. I love christopher's relationship with buck...
but EDDIE IS CHRISTOPHER'S FATHER FIRST AND FOREMOST.
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readytoreid · 11 months
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Buck: *helping Eddie into the car from the hospital* why didn’t you ask Ana to take you home?
Eddie: why would I choose my girlfriend over the father of my child?
Buck: what
Eddie: what
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chronicowboy · 11 months
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When Connor finally comes over to the loft, Buck can only think thank god.
Its not that he doesn't like Kameron, he actually really enjoys her company. She's funny and bubbly and enjoys learning whatever new facts he'd found on Wikipedia that day and she has killer commentary for shitty reality TV.
Its not even the whole pregnant thing. He laughs when she balances her plate on her belly and he always braves her adventures in craving combinations even if it ends with him gagging and swearing never to eat tuna or jelly ever again - sidenote: chips and whipped cream is a new go-to snack.
He's just fed up of feeling like a perpetual roommate in his own apartment yet again. And his couch fucking sucks.
Also, like, its great that Connor and Kameron are starting to talk things through.
But his couch sucks.
So, when Connor comes over looking sheepish and apologetic, Buck welcomes him in with a smile. Kameron... not so much.
"I'm... gonna head upstairs," Buck mumbles into the awkward silence of the kitchen, "and get into my running gear." He nods once before fleeing up to his bedroom.
Buck dives for his headphones when their hushed voices start hissing at each other, connecting them up to his phone with fast hands and blasting his workout playlist as loud as he can bear. He strips efficiently, pulling on a pair of shorts and a tank top in the bathroom when the voices get louder. Then he's rushing downstairs and grabbing his sneakers, wondering if it would be wise to run all the way to Eddie's house.
His hand is an inch away from the doorknob when Connor stops him. With a silent sigh, Buck pops a headphone out and turns to face the scene in front of him.
Kameron is leaning on the kitchen island, palms flat against the marble, fingers curled under her hands, head hung low. Connor is wide-eyed and pleading, his grip on Buck's wrist tight and unyielding as he keeps him fixed to his spot.
"Buck, tell me you could raise a kid that wasn't yours," he begs, something frantic to his voice. Buck thinks he recognises the fear in Connor's eyes, thinks it looks a lot like Chimney haunting the loft weeks after Hen and Eddie had returned home. Not a fear of covid or DNA, but a fear of fatherhood cloaked in a thousand defences. "Tell me that it wouldn't bug you every single day."
Buck blinks. He opens his mouth, but something thick and cloying crawls up his throat and stops the words from coming out.
He sees flashes. Too-long curls and crutches and glasses. Nights spent huddled on a couch in front of the same shitty kid's film that Buck would happily watch a hundred times over, days spent hunched over worksheets at the dining table, mornings heavy with sleep but light with joy. Trips to the zoo, visits to the aquarium, tours of the observatory. Nightmares and tears and a run away on his doorstep. Sodden clothes and clasped hands and such visceral fear that Buck had thought he was dying. Saying no to one last game, mixing veggies into the sauce, putting his foot down on screen time. A bag full of pharmacy supplies and the tiles of the bathroom floor cold under him and growing pains Buck feels in his old bones.
"It wouldn't," Buck croaks, it feels a lot like a confession. "My captain has been more of a dad to me than my father ever was." Buck shakes his head, shrugs. "Its not about DNA, Connor, its about love."
"But." Connor's chest heaves with panicked breaths. "So, you'd do it? You'd raise another man's kid?"
Buck recognises the fear again, but this time its his own. Connor is feeling the same fear that had Buck staggering through the ravaged streets of Los Angeles. The same fear that had Buck withdrawing, trying to chase Eddie and Christopher out of the door with a list of all his sins. The same fear that had Buck reminding Eddie of Christopher's biological family. The fear Buck feels every time he has to say goodbye to Chris.
Its then that Buck's phone buzzes. He glances down at the new notification. A picture of Eddie scowling down at a cookbook captioned uh oh - backup needed ASAP.
"Oh," Buck breathes down at the screen.
All the flashes suddenly comes together, one beautiful mosaic of parental devotion.
Buck remembers the way Chimney's dad's words had lodged something sharp and painful into his chest, remembers wondering why. He remembers a quiet conversation on opposite sides of a hospital bed, remembers wondering why me. He remembers scribbling hearts together for an assignment, remembers its his turn to save you. He remembers wondering if he could be a donor not dad and Eddie asking if he knew any of Christopher's secrets.
"Buck?" Connor prompts.
"I'd do it," Buck says, only looking up from his phone when it fades to black. When he says it, it sounds a lot like you know I wouldn't. "Because... even though that kid might not be my blood, he'd still be mine," here, his voice cracks right down the middle. "I'm sorry, I have to go."
"What? Buck!"
"Sorry." Buck yanks the door open and looks over his shoulder with an apologetic shrug. "My kid needs me."
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iamharryhale · 4 months
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Christopher: I need you to check under my bed for monsters.
Buck: Look, kid, I appreciate your confidence in me, but if there’s a monster it’s gonna kill us both.
Eddie: *facepalms*
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mikeluciraphgabe · 1 year
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Shout out to Eddie’s therapist while Buck was in a coma🫡🫡
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dreamer-of-ships · 1 year
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Buckle up because this is a long one. But I promise I have a good feeling!
If you think about it… Eddie and Chris’s arcs this season could be beautifully tied up with Buck’s by the finale. Like I feel decisions are being made…
Hear me out.
Chris is growing up. That’s essentially the crux of the Diaz arc this season, and we’ve seen Eddie struggle to come to terms with that, whilst also enjoying all the milestones along the way.
Buck is battling his own desires of becoming a father. It’s something he’s always wanted, and suddenly an opportunity arose for him to essentially be one, even if he hasn’t fully comprehended what only being the donor means. But he’s been sucked into this Kameron and Connor situation because he likes to fix things and help people - no matter the cost to his own safety or mental well being.
Which is what 6x11 was all about. It was him realising that’s what he does. He uses situations where he can fix things as a way to prove his worth in the world.
As he started navigating his way through the coma dream he kept trying to figure out what he needed to fix in order to get back to real life. Like some afterlife business stuff, when, in reality, he just had to find his way back to himself. He had to be selfish and fix himself.
Fix you by Coldplay playing over the montage of him trying to get back to his body? Not a coincidence. Every person that got in his way as he tried to get back to his reality was offering up a situation that in real life Buck would try his damn hardest to fix. But in this instance, stopping to help that person, be it Chim with separating Doug and Maddie, Chris with finding Eddie, or Daniel with… wanting to exist, it would mean that he, Buck, would be the one to die. Fixing things would be the ultimate detriment to him making it back to his own reality.
Now how does this tie back in with Eddie and Chris? Because what if now, after this realisation, it makes him realise that he got sidetracked from spending time with his real family whilst he was working too damn hard to fix somebody else’s life? Notice, with everything going on in Buck’s life this season, he’s been noticeably distant from the Diaz family lately. Other than the Buckley-Diaz family dinner at the start of the season (which I’ll come back to shortly) there haven’t been many scenes with them together compared to previous seasons.
(I honestly do not think a showrunner would be so petty to purposely distance these characters out of spite to Buddie shippers. There must be an underlying reason as to why they’ve been so distant this season.)
Buck wasn’t there when Chris was lying about skipping science club, and when Eddie asked if Chris had spoken to him about it he was visibly distracted. Then he wasn’t there when Chris was trying on a suit for his first school dance. He briefly discussed Chris’s first crush with Eddie, but it was amongst the rest of the 118 and he still missed the milestone.
He keeps missing the milestones.
Chris is growing up, but Buck has been too distracted with the donor arc to notice.
Maybe this is another reason why Eddie was missing from Buck’s coma dream as well, because it was his subconscious telling him that something’s missing. Eddie isn’t as much of a presence in his life as he usually is, and his mind noticeably picked up on the absence, as well as how he fits into the Diaz dynamic. I.e Chris being taken away from Eddie because, ultimately, he never met Buck.
Maybe when Chris was asking Buck to help him find his Dad...he wasn’t referring to Eddie.
Now, moving forward, I honestly thing we’ll start to get more scenes with them together again. I have a feeling Eddie will be there to help him through his PTSD, and rightfully, so will Chris in one way or another. He isn’t going to miss anymore milestones.
I have no idea how the donor arc will play out. I’m making a guess in that Connor will find out that he’s actually the biological father, and not Buck. Then when everybody expects to see Buck spiral he just… doesn’t. Because he has Chris. And he’s done trying to fix everybody else’s problems, and is now focused on just fixing himself.
There’s a reason they opened the season with the three of them having dinner together. There was a reason they had the Diaz family, specifically, bring up the couch metaphor.
Like their arcs coming together wouldn’t necessarily tie into Buddie, but 100% ties into their relationship, whether it be platonic or romantic. The crucial element is the relationship between Buck and Chris.
I’ll say it again…
Choices are being made.
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