#navyseal!buck

[satashiiwrites]

Snippet Sunday

tagging @quietborderline @monsterrae1 @rosieposiepuddingnpie @tkwritesdumbassassins @outtoshatter @whimsyswastry and @missanniewhimsy with no pressure. It’s sunday and i’m procrastinating packing for vacay. Y’all know the rules.

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Title: Family, Familia, ‘Ohana, Chapter 13: Eddie POV

Fandom: 911, H50, SWAT

Pairings: Buddie, McDanno, platonic Deacon/Hondo

Fic summary:

When one family seems lost another comes back from the past. But does Buck want to return to the past or live in the present? And does his present lead to a future he wants? Only he can answer these questions but Steve at least will be there to support him

Tags/warnings: first draft. NavySeal!Buck. Slow burn (look it took us 170k almost to get to the first kiss), first time, get together, set post tsunami/lawsuit era.

The nurse gives him a warm blanket to wrap around himself while he waits for someone to read his scan.  Eddie falls into a light doze and is woken several times by the orthopedist and then again by the nurse and neurosurgeon telling him that he’s cleared to leave sometime around five AM local time.  

Each time he wakes, he reaches for Buck only to see the rigid line of his back through the tiny slit window in the door. Buck is never looking back at him, and Eddie knows he’s got his work cut out for him to knock whatever bullshit Buck’s been telling himself about Eddie being taken is his fault out of Buck’s thick skull. 

But first, Eddie needs Buck to willingly be in the same room as him. 

Danny Williams shows up at the time that Eddie is handed his discharge papers. Buck has disappeared in search of a wheelchair despite Eddie’s protests that he can walk out of the hospital. Eddie is irritable, hasn’t slept in what feels like ages, and wants a real shower. 

“Danny Williams—I’m a lieutenant with 5-0, which I’m sure you know.”

“I have heard of you,” Eddie admits as he shakes Danny’s hand. “Any chance you can get me a shower so I don’t smell like roadkill left out in the heat for two days?”

“Sorry, no can do. We need everything on you for evidence and then pictures.”

“For trial?”

“Yes. Assuming we go that route,” Danny mutters the last part, but he hands Eddie a set of hospital scrubs and allows Eddie to change in private, leaving his clothes, including his boots, in a large paper bag. He won’t wear his boots without socks, and Danny has provided a set of flip-flops that are the right size. 

“We’ll get you some regular clothes after the CSIs have their pictures, and you can use the showers at our headquarters. You signed the release, letting us use your records for the case?”

“Yeah. Where’s Buck? Did he have to go to LA for that wheelchair I don’t need?”

Danny snorts and smothers his laughter, ice-blue eyes dancing. “You give him a run for his money, don’t you?”

“I guess?”

Danny waves off Eddie’s confusion. “He saw me coming and hightailed it somewhere. He’ll be back once he’s talked himself into something possibly macho but extremely bullshit about you getting hurt.”

“It wasn’t his fault,” Eddie repeats yet again, scowling at Danny. 

“That’s the attitude. Keep repeating it until he believes it. The kid is too much like Steve and needs to have his little brood session before you knock him straight. He was terrified for you, so let him have it now.”

“Okay…?”

“I’m sure you don’t need my lecture on the care and feeding of your Seal?”

“I know how to take care of Buck,” Eddie firmly states. He doesn’t need to be told anything to care for Buck as long as they’re talking to each other. If Buck keeps hiding from him, he might take an assist from Kono if she’s available, but he doesn’t know Danny, and McGarrett will probably be on Buck’s side in things and be unhelpful if he needs to pin his partner down. 

“Again, I’m sure you do. Just remember he’s a bit tender about you being kidnapped.”

“How could I forget,” Eddie says, pointing to the bruising on his face. It didn’t hurt since he was given some Tylenol and ice, but it was pretty spectacular looking in the glance he’d gotten in a mirror. 

Buck picks then to reappear with a wheelchair, and he pales at Eddie pointing to his bruises.  

“Buck,” Eddie calls, stopping him from disappearing again. He may play it up a bit how stiff he feels when he stands and hobbles to the wheelchair, making Buck hover. Give Eddie a few hours in the sun, a shower, and a nap, and Eddie will be good as new and ready to sit on Buck if necessary to make him listen to what Eddie has to say. 

“Let’s get the show on the road. The sooner we get your photo shoot done, the quicker we let you shower,” Danny reminds him as Buck pushes him out of the ER.  

#Family familia ‘ohana #buddie #911 #evan buckley #eddie diaz #Mcdanno #danny williams #steve mcgarrett #navyseal!buck #First draft #snippet sunday

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[stitchkiss]

yknow i really thought i’d see Navy SEALS!Buck this episode and i’m not saying i’m disappointed but we were fucking robbed.

#like ive been waiting see navy seals!buck for like three years #i wanna fucking see it #navyseals!buck #i love him sm #evan buckley #911 #911 on fox #stitchkiss

[ravipanikkar]

This is a list of my favorite Buddie fic, they’re in no particular order and I’ll add as I found new one. I’ll post only finished fic, the ones I’ll read over and over, with a little summary by me and a couple of tags. Hope you like them as i did! 

One shot

Live in Me, Jerusalem [AO3] by @matan4il [ AO3 | Tumblr ]

3,175 words 1/1 chapter

established Buddie | nsfw | Jewish!Buck | Catholic!Eddie

This is just a little snippet of a world in which Buck and Eddie are a couple and Buck is Jewish, with all the heaviness of the hate he received as a kid. There are 4 part of the series, each one focusing on a part of Buck and Eddie's relationship but with a strong focus on religion. This one in particular is about a specific part of Buck life as a Jew and how he opens it to Eddie. And they have sex, yes.

I love every fic by matan4il, and this one is easily my favorite.

Gentleman Callers [AO3] by lesbianettes/ @milkymarjan   [ AO3 | Tumblr ] 

10,487 words 1/1 chapter

british!Buck | nsfw | there's some plot

This one is really nsfw. Eddie's feeling pretty lonely in LA after the move and calls a sex line, where he meets Evan. Yes, here Buck as an English accent and this is a good 50% of the reasons i love this fic!

Yes, there's sex here too, mostly phone sex and I have to admit it's very well written! 

Other notable work from lesbianettes it's Curves and Edges.

Oh Captain (My Captain), Our Fearful Trip is Done [AO3] by @princessfbi  [ AO3 | Tumblr ]

22,873 words 1/1 chapter

established Buddie | hostage situation | angst and hurt 

What would happen if a band of bud guys enter the station? And then kidnap Bobby and Buck? What if Buck is so tired and sick that he can't almost stay awake? Ever wondered how the firefam would do if they have to watch Buck being hurt? Then this fic is for you!

It's extremely realistic in the most adrenalinic scenes and even in the sweet one ( I love my dad!Bobby, okay?).

I'd love to add some other works from Princessfbi but not only i can't choose, i just added more to my list! 

Frequent Flyer [AO3] by red_to_black / @redtooblack [ AO3 | Tumblr ]

13,464 words 1/1 chapter

Buck is not a firefighter | still unlucky as always | a nsfw scene but not buddie 

Buck is still trying to find his way so he changes job like every day, almost, but his bad luck keeps following him. And every time he, or someone for him, has to call 911 here comes the firefam, with Eddie. In this fic there are a lot of different scenes with Buck in needs of help, not always for himself and one time he's naked, that are amazingly thought and written, with the best firefam. 

I, Hildy is another of my favorite fic by red_to_black 

an unplanned proclamation [AO3] by autumnchills/ @lovebuck   [ AO3 | Tumblr ]

1,909 words 1/1 chapter

coming out story | loving firefam | technically not buddie

This is really easy to describe: Buck comes out to the firefam. But there's so much more! How he feels, the anxiety, the fear and the love! It feels like a rollercoaster in the best way possible. Highly recommend to every LGBTQ+ people that need something good.

This is the only fic I read from autumnchills, so as soon as I catch up I'll add something here

Multi chapters

maybe one day i'll fly next to you [AO3] by spinningincircles/ @tylerhunklin [ AO3 | Tumblr ]

35,914 words 8/8 chapters

Skating AU | nsfw 

Buck and Eddie are world famous figure skaters and they hate each other. Okay, not for long but the progression of their relationship is sweet and lovely and yes angsty but aren't we here for that?

This fic is one of my favorite AU, the firefam is so close and strong as ever, especially the Buckley siblings. I loved loved Buck and his feeling for the sport, for his own worth. Definitely a good read!

I love spinningincircles dabbles series, lots of one shot that i have yet to finish because i don't want to or i'll have to wait for more!

 Oh, well. [AO3] by @justapoet   [ AO3 | Tumblr ]

19,091 words 4/4 chapters

Poet!Buck | hospital | suicide thoughts

Buck finds a way to cope with his life and it's writing poems in his little notebook. And he is really really good at it! The poem not the coping so much 'cause we know (or should I say the good writer is justapoet technically?). But he never shows them to anyone, until Eddie and Maddie find them, all of them, especially the last one.

For Buck is like having his heart in their hands, and they are the best hands that could handle it, right? 

This fic is sweet, and hard, the poems are so heavy with all Buck feels. I loved the "And?" at the end (you'll get way) because in that single word i felt everything.

justapoet wrote only another buddie fic and it's I adjust the spring for you to follow me with your eyes which everyone should read right now! 

Series (technically not completed but readable as one shots)

White House AU [AO3] by buddiebuddie/ @buddie-buddie    [ AO3 | Tumblr ]

191,910 words 15 works (but one is like 30 chapters and going)

White House AU | no firefighters | nsfw

It’s an ongoing AU with Buck as the President of USA and Eddie as his bodyguard, and so much more! The firefam is there, Maddie and Chris too.

I love politics and this fic is the perfect mix to one of my favorite OTP ever and the White House universe. 

The Tremor 'verse [AO3] by Nibbles84/ @eddie-diaz-buckley    [ AO3 | Tumblr ]

22,365 words 6 works

Established Buddie | NavySEAL!Buck | chronic illness | nsfw 

It this AU Buck and Eddie are married, the first is an ex SEAL and the second is the firefighter, but Buck as also a chronic illness. It’s not an easy series of fic, is hard and heavy with real life problem for the both of them, but the love, the sweetness and the support they have for each other is astonishing! 

the outsider's pov, navy seal!buck au that got out of hand [AO3] by  coupe_de_foudre/ @a-beautiful-struggle-of-life   [ AO3 | Tumblr ]

8,339 words 6 works

Established Buddie | NavySEAL!Buck | external POV

This series is about a well established Buddie, even married in some, and there’s also Shannon! But it’s from an external point of view, 5 from Ana and one from Abuela. This series as everything, not much angst but I’m not complaining, from the sweetest Christopher ever to Buck and Shannon relationship. 

- other to come - 

#fic rec #buddie fic #buddie fic rec #ao3 buddie #buddie #911 fic #firefam #sorry for all the tags but i wanted to do a list for a long time #i couldn't find 2 authors on tumblr i'd love some help #if you don't want the tag or else just dm me and i'll fix it right away! #this is just my love and appreciation for all the writers of the fandom even the one i didn't put here #i read all this fic at least twice #and if you see a spelling error or other mistake just dm me cause english is hard! #mine

[alettereveryday-blog1]

Day 50. Letter 50. The Buck Stops Here. March 10, 2017 Dear Mr. Trump, This is my fiftieth letter to you. I will be writing you a letter everyday of your presidency.  The purpose ofthis letter is to remind you that your actions, words and decision have a largeimpact on millions of Americans such as myself. Today I want to talk about the buck stops here. The saying "thebuck stops here" derives from the slang expression "pass thebuck" which means passing the responsibility on to someone else. January1953, President Truman said "The President--whoever he is--has to decide.He can't pass the buck to anybody. No one else can do the deciding for him.That's his job.” You blamed “the generals” for a raid that led to the death of a NavySEAL in Yemen. You accused President Obama of fomenting protests against youand leaks within your administration. You blamed the judiciary for futureterrorist attacks against the US, and the media for the firing of your firstnational security adviser. You even blamed the weather for your smaller-than-desiredinauguration crowd. The one person you Trump never seems to blame is yourself. For a businessman who views the world through a binary win-or-lose lens,you have become the “don’t blame me” president — struggling to adjust to thereality of a job often revealed in shades of gray. In the nation’s highestelective office, you are eager to claim credit for positive developments, hasyet to show signs of accepting responsibility or blame when things go wrong. You accused your predecessor of leaving you “a mess,” despite a strongeconomy, a low unemployment rate and historically low crime levels. You wanted to be the leader of the free world. LEAD. You have the ability to make the world and America a better place. Donot throw away your shot. Each day I will write about a topic that deserve your attention and hopethat you will take the time to understand how you can impact our lives.   A concerned citizen, P. L. B.

#government #Trump #Donald Trump #POTUS #letters to the president #alettereveryday #handwritten #Healthcare #republican #democrats #resistance #resist #not my president #politics #mail #mailed #america #free speech #freedom

[satashiiwrites]

Family, Familia, ‘Ohana: Chapter 11: Proof of Life

about time….

Title: Family, Familia, ‘Ohana Chapter 11: Proof of Life

Fandom: 911, H50, SWAT

Pairings: Buddie, McDanno, platonic hondo/deacon

Fic summary: When one family seems lost another comes back from the past. But does Buck want to return to the past or live in the present? And does his present lead to a future he wants? Only he can answer these questions but Steve at least will be there to support him.

Chapter summary: 5-0 finally catches a lead that might or might not help right before proof of life is delivered to headquarters. Later, Danny’s earlier gambit starts to pay off.

Tags/warnings: NavySeal!buck, post tsunami/lawsuit era, all the angst, timeline what timeline, possibly unreliable narrators, swearing, cliffhangers oh my!

Read chapter 11 here on AO3

#Family familia ‘ohana #buddie #911 #eddie diaz #evan buckley #eddie díaz #steve mcgarrett #danny williams #h50 #h50 fic #Buddie fic #911 fic #911/h50/swat crossover #Alternative univer #chapter update #mcdanno #mcdanno fic #Navyseal!buck #Navy seal evan ‘buck’ buckley #Angst

[satashiiwrites]

WIP whenever

yeah it’s thursday—hence the whenever. Tagging @quietborderline @monsterrae1 @tkwritesdumbassassins @westernlarch @missanniewhimsy @whimsyswastry @rosieposiepuddingnpie @outtoshatter and whoever else wants to play. No pressure as always.

FFO chapter 11 has a title now! Eddie’s POV is done. Three more to go. Wip whenever banner by radio chatter.

Title: Family, Familia, ‘Ohana, Chapter 11: Proof of Life, Eddie POV

Fandom: 911, H50, SWAT

Pairings: Buddie, McDanno, platonic Hondo/Deacon

Tags/warnings: first draft. Navyseal!buck. Alternative universe. Set post divorce/lawsuit era. Timeline what timeline? Canon, don’t know her.

“Did you learn anything new?” Kono asks when he’s drank most of the bottle.

“Not really. Did Wo Fat ever have like a thing for McGarrett?”

“Steve? Like in what way? He’s obsessed with making him miserable, and Steve’s just as bad—can’t let Wo Fat go.”

“Like sexually.”

“Ew—no. Absolutely not. Besides, Steve had Cath, and when she left, I thought maybe he’d make a move on Danny since Steve stares at his ass enough, but no. Steve’s oblivious unless it’s Danny.”

“So why doesn’t he make a move on Williams? Buck made it sound like they’re hopelessly gone on each other.”

“You realize this is like talking about my brothers, right?”

“So you won’t mind and have opinions then,” Eddie jokes with her.  

“I have two hundred bucks on them getting together before Christmas. Chin says not until after. Half of HPD is betting on them.”

“Isn’t gambling illegal in Hawaii?”

Kono’s grin is unrepentant. “Nah, brah. This is just all in fun.”

“So, would it be violating the terms of the bet if I shove one of them in the other’s direction after we get out of here?”

“I have a side bet on Danny making the first move—double or nothing. Kamekona also bet me that Danny will want it slow and won’t let Steve move him in before six months. There’s no way Steve won’t kidnap Danny and the kids at the first opportunity once they’re together.”

“I can work with that,” Eddie agrees. “If all else fails, I’ll enlist Buck.”

#buddie #911 #H50 #mcdanno #family familia ‘ohana #wip whenever #first draft #navyseal!buck

[satashiiwrites]

snippet sunday

tagging the usual suspects, @monsterrae1 @quietborderline @missanniewhimsy @tkwritesdumbassassins @outtoshatter @rosieposiepuddingnpie @whimsyswastry with no pressure. This is all for fun.

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Title: Family, Familia, ‘Ohana, Chapter 13, Steve POV (this is getting to be a 20k chapter 😆)

Fandom: 911, H50, SWAT

Pairings; Buddie, McDanno, platonic Deacon/Hondo

Fic summary:

Tags/warnings: first draft (may not make final edit for chapter), NavySeal!Buck, set post tsunami/lawsuit era, angst, slow burn, long fic

Steve’s never been one to put off unpleasant business so he turns his suddenly leaden feet toward Joe’s cell.  Robert, tonight’s watch, nods in acknowledgement and then slides down the hallway to give Steve a semblance of privacy even though Steve knows that if Joe talks loudly the sound will easily carry 

“Joe,” Steve greets his former mentor.

“Steve,” Joe returns as he sits up, coming to stand a few feet away but not reaching for the barred door between them. 

Steve doesn’t know what to say. He’s rooted to the spot and feels the weight of any decision pinning him in place. He’d purposefully taken Joe off the chess board but now he doesn’t know what to do.  Does he release Joe?  If he does, then what will Joe do?  Will he alert Doris and help her spirit Wo Fat away again so he can return to haunt Steve’s life and hurt more people?  Or will Joe simply fade back into his retirement with a home base in Montana and floating in with the other tourists from time to time to visit?  

“Steve,” Joe calls softly, pulling his attention back to the older seal.  Joe looks tired, the lines around his eyes from years of exposure to the outdoor elements seem deeper and less like laugh lines than they used to.  He’s aged years in a span of days and Steve hates it. “You got him, I see.”

“I did.” The words stick in Steve’s throat which has gone drier than the desert. 

“I’m glad you corrected my mistake.” Joe says gently and closes the distance between them, leaning on the bars of his cell.  They’re not quite touching but they could be if Steve let them. 

“So it was a mistake?”

“It was.  I let your mother—“

“Don’t call her that.  She doesn’t deserve that honor,” Steve cuts in and corrects with a viciousness that he didn’t know he was harboring, tamping down on the urge to say something worse about the woman who’d birthed him.

Joe tilts his head, studying Steve and then slowly nods.  “You’re right.  Doris.  Doris knows my weak spots and she played into them.  It’s not an excuse but an explanation—I don’t expect your forgiveness.”

“What if I want to give it?”  Steve isn’t sure he does want to forgive Joe but he dislikes this entire conversation and hasn’t made a decision about forgiveness yet. 

Joe leans back and sighs.  “I haven’t earned that, Steve.  Sitting in here?  This is just me making it easier for you to do your job at this point.”

“I have to let you out at some point,” Steve mulishly points out. 

Another shrug.  “I suppose you do—and I have a possible suggestion.”

“Suggestion?”

“Allow me to correct my mistake.”

Steve doesn’t follow.  “What do you mean?” 

“Allow me to correct my mistake,” Joe repeats, not clarifying. 

Crossing his arms over his chest, Steve resists the urge to growl in frustration.  Joe’s not giving details because he either wants Steve to have plausible deniability or he’s going to pull something that Steve is going to regret and Steve isn’t sure which it is.   “I’m going to need you to lay this one out for me.”

“My mistake was allowing Wo Fat to escape the nice little maximum security hole you’d stuck him in.”

“And what?  You’re going to take him back to Colorado?”

Joe doesn’t confirm or deny. “I will put him in a place he won’t be able to crawl out of—even with Doris’ help.”

#Family familia ‘ohana #Buddie #mcdanno #navyseal!buck #First draft #snippet sunday

[satashiiwrites]

Family, Familia, ‘Ohana, Chapter 12: Operation Rescue

i know, about time. Blame the job change and holiday family obligations.

Title: Family, Familia, ‘Ohana, Chapter 12: Operation Rescue

Fandom: 911, Hawaii 5-0, SWAT

Pairings: Buddie, McDanno, platonic Deacon/Hondo

Fic summary:

When one family seems lost another comes back from the past. But does Buck want to return to the past or live in the present? And does his present lead to a future he wants? Only he can answer these questions but Steve at least will be there to support him.

Chapter summary:

Steve finds out about Danny’s conversation with Sang Min before getting the wind knocked out of his sails by an unexpected visitor. Danny takes care of Steve and gathers actionable proof. Buck storms Wo Fat’s lair and rescues an Eddie that may or may not need rescuing (he’s no damsel in distress).

Tags: NavySeal!buck, post tsunami/lawsuit era, all the angst, timeline what timeline, possibly unreliable narrators, swearing, cliffhangers oh my!

“You did what?!?” Steve glares at Danny, who is unrepentant. 

“I met with Sang Min,” Danny repeats calmly. 

“And you agreed with this?” Steve snarls at Chin, who is leaning silently against the computer table and has the good sense to wince when Steve’s angry glare lands on him. “You were supposed to be watching Danny!”

“Hey! I don’t need a babysitter. I’m a detective, Babe, and this is what detectives do—they get leads!”

Steve tries to breathe in and out through his nose, but he’s still stuck on the fact that Danny had a clandestine meeting with Sang Min earlier night and hadn’t told Steve about it. “Sang Min is dangerous. He’s working with Wo Fat!”

“I know,” Danny snaps, hair ruffled from running his hands through it when he’s stressed and hasn’t slept, the gel losing its hold. “And for what it’s worth, he’s sorry about it.”

“Oh, he’s sorry about it? Well, then, that makes it alright, doesn’t it? He’s not going to kidnap you and put you in the same cell next to Kono or Diaz—“

“Enough!” Buck barks, interrupting the argument. The kid is hugging himself tight, his biceps about ready to tear through his t-shirt, and he’s rocking on his heels in anxiety, but his attention is locked on Danny. “What did Sang Min have to say?”

“He is willing to trade the location of where Wo Fat’s keeping Kono and Eddie in exchange for leniency.”

“Leniency?” Steve is so mad he’s spitting.

Read chapter 12 here on AO3

#buddie #911 #Mcdanno #hawaii 5 0 #buddie fic #chapter update #mcdanno fic #family familia ‘ohana #NavySeal!evan ‘buck’ buckley #evan buckley #eddie diaz #steve mcgarrett #danny williams #platonic deacon/hondo #911 fic #h50 fic

[satashiiwrites]

Snippet Sunday

six or seven or more sentences on this lovely sunday. Tagging with no pressure @monsterrae1 @rosieposiepuddingnpie @outtoshatter @tkwritesdumbassassins @missanniewhimsy @whimsyswastry @quietborderline and anyone else who wants to play along.

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Title: Family, Familia, ‘Ohana, Chapter 13, Eddie POV

Fandom: 911, H50, SWAT

Pairings: Buddie, McDanno, platonic Deacon/Hondo

Fic summary:

When one family seems lost another comes back from the past. But does Buck want to return to the past or live in the present? And does his present lead to a future he wants? Only he can answer these questions but Steve at least will be there to support him.

Tags/warnings: first draft. NavySeal!Buck, AU as of season 3.

Breaking the kiss reluctantly, Eddie clings to Buck while the rest of 5-0 makes short work of clearing out Wo Fat’s lair.  Buck, for his part, seems just as reluctant to let Eddie go.  Buck’s arm is wrapped firmly around his waist and Eddie tucks himself up into Buck’s side, fingers caught in the loops of the bulletproof vest. 

Eddie’s curious about all the attached pockets but doesn’t want to let go of Buck to check them. He’s also manfully ignoring the bit where both of them are leaking from the corners of their eyes. 

#Family familia ‘ohana #buddie #911 #McDanno #h50 #snippet sunday #wip #first draft #navy seal Evan ‘Buck” Buckley #evan buckley #eddie diaz

[satashiiwrites]

wip whenever

was tagged earlier this week for tease tuesday (by @monsterrae1 I believe), making it into a wip whenever since I’m trying to wrestle this chapter into shape this weekend.

Tagging @monsterrae1 @outtoshatter @missanniewhimsy @whimsyswastry @rosieposiepuddingnpie @quietborderline @tkwritesdumbassassins and anyone else who would want to play along. No pressure as always.

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From: Family, Familia, ‘Ohana, Chapter 13, Buck POV

Fandom: 911, H50, SWAT

Pairings: Evan Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Steve McGarrett/Daniel Williams, platonic Deacon/Hondo

Fic summary:

When one family seems lost another comes back from the past. But does Buck want to return to the past or live in the present? And does his present lead to a future he wants? Only he can answer these questions but Steve at least will be there to support him.

Tags/warnings: first draft. Not sure if this scene is going to start/stay the same in final draft. NavySeal!Buck, set post lawsuit/tsunami arc. Slow burn (as of now my drafts are >150k). Kidnapping mentioned this part. Eddie and Buck are talking/making things work.

“I thought you hated beaches anymore—after the tsunami.” Eddie’s voice is startlingly close, and Buck twists to look up at Eddie, who is kicking off his borrowed sandals to take a seat on the sand next to him. The smile on Eddie’s face is relaxed, with no signs of the stress of the last few days except for the bruise over his left cheek.  

Buck can’t help but snap a bit at the joking tone, feeling a bit too raw and open after being reminded it was his fault Eddie had been taken. “It’s not the beach that bothers me.”

“Well,” Eddie drawls as he sends up a small sandstorm by plopping into the sand close enough for Buck to feel his body heat and knocking into Buck’s shoulder, “then why are you out here glaring at the water like it has personally offended you?”

“It’s not…” Buck gapes at Eddie. “How can you be so…”

“So what?” 

The little smile on Eddie’s face grates on Buck’s last nerve. “So I should be okay with you getting taken because of me?!?”

“It wasn’t your fault.”

“Yes, it was!” Buck snaps. “It was all my fault!”

“No—it was Wo Fat’s fault,” Eddie repeats calmly. “You didn’t kidnap me.”

“Well, he kidnapped you because he wanted me to leave Steve,” Buck irritably points out.

“Again, it was his fault. He’s the one who ordered them to jump me and bring me here to Hawaii. Not you.”

“But,” Buck’s voice breaks, and he barely bites back the sob that wants to escape his chest. He feels like he can’t breathe and it was his fault Eddie was taken, that Christopher was parentless for how many days, and now Eddie is here and he’s… he’s…. 

“Buck, it wasn’t your fault. People do terrible things all the time. Not everything is your fault, even if it was partially about you.”

“It was because of me,” Buck insists stubbornly. 

“And did you do what Wo Fat wanted?” Eddie asks instead, leaning in slightly so their shoulders are brushing together again, separated only by the thin cotton of their t-shirts. 

“No!” 

Eddie’s perfectly shaped eyebrow does that questioning lift thing, and those whiskey-brown eyes are silently laughing at Buck, his lips still stubbornly quirked into a smile, driving Buck insane. It’s the look that Eddie gives him when he’s being too stubborn and won’t see reason, but Buck is trying to point out to Eddie that it really is his fault this time. 

“It’s not…” Buck struggles to find the right words to express his point. Eddie had been taken because of him. He’d gotten hurt because of Buck. Christopher had been scared and alone because of Buck. “You got hurt because of me. Christopher is alone in LA without you because of me.”

“Again, it’s Wo Fat’s fault. You leaving Steve and 5-0 might have been his goal—which I’m glad you didn’t do—but it is his fault, not yours, Buck. Get that through your thick skull. It. Was. Not. Your. Fault.”

Buck hates it when Eddie is like this. He knows he can’t refute Eddie’s statement, but he still feels like an elephant is sitting on his chest, and Buck can’t take a deep breath. “It feels like it is.”

“I know,” Eddie lifts his arm and slides it around Buck’s shoulders, pulling him in close, thumb rubbing against the skin right above Buck’s collar bone.  

Buck’s body betrays him, and he all but melts into the half-hug. He wants to bury his face in Eddie’s neck and shut out the world for a few minutes, hours—fucking days if he could. Buck is losing that headspace that he always depended upon when he was working as an active duty Seal, and without it, he feels like a quivering mess, so he glares out at the water and the sun beginning to head for the horizon. 

He doesn’t want to disappoint Eddie by breaking down on him. Eddie was the one who just went through a traumatizing experience—not Buck. 

“Buck, look at me.” 

He can’t. If he looks at Eddie and Eddie is being Eddie and nice and—

“Buck.”  

The tone of Eddie’s voice is all command and years of conditioning, first by the Navy and then by being Eddie’s partner at work, has Buck shifting to meet Eddie’s eyes, which shine with a warmth that chases away the chill of the wind coming from across the water. 

“It wasn’t your fault. You taking time to get yourself straightened out while I was being an idiot? Not your fault. I want you to take care of yourself. I need you to put yourself first sometimes,” Eddie calmly states, and each word rings in Buck’s ears. 

“You need me to?”

“I do.”

“Okay,” Buck weakly agrees. He’s helplessly held in place by Eddie’s gaze and the light touch where neck and shoulder meet. 

“I need you to take care of yourself just as much as I need to take care of myself, but I also want to be there to help you when you need it.”

“Me too. I want to be there for you, Eddie.”

The corner of Eddie’s mouth quirks up. “We’re partners, Buck. I have your back, and you have mine.”

“Yeah…” Buck wants to be more than just Eddie’s work partner. They’d started talking about this before Eddie’d been taken, but maybe things have changed? Maybe Eddie’s reconsidered? Those discussions had been before… before Eddie had been taken. 

Eddie reads him like a book, noticing the creeping doubt that whispers poisonous thoughts in Buck’s ear. “Stop it. Whatever you’re blaming yourself for—stop it.”

“I can’t help it.”

“Then let me help,” Eddie insists, tugging Buck closer, and the hot touch across Buck’s shoulder slips down to warp around his waist, trapping him as Eddie’s torso twists so he’s sideways, and Buck is pulled into his chest with a thump and trapped between Eddie’s arms. Buck is warm, and he never wants to move. 

“Eddie… what are we doing?” Buck asks, needing to know. What does Eddie want from him? He’s everything to Buck. 

“I…”

Buck has caught Eddie off guard with his question, and the other man licks his lips before replying. 

“I want to find a way for us to move forward,” Eddie cautiously says. 

“Forward?”

Eddie nods, a hand carding through Buck’s hair and then rubbing the back of his neck. Biting his lip and struggling visibly to find the words, vulnerability emanates from Eddie in waves that crash up on Buck, making him want to burrow further into Eddie’s hold and hide from what he’s sure is going to be something terrible that Eddie has to say. 

“I... I feel like there’s this part of you that I never knew about, and then I found out about the Seals, your life before me, and the 118 with McGarrett; I didn’t have a clue.”

“I would have told you if I knew you wanted to know.”

“I know you would have. I just…” Eddie pauses, squeezing Buck’s neck to emphasize his point. “It makes me want to know what else I don’t know about you. I want to know everything about you.”

“Everything?”

“Yeah, and I want you to know everything about me which scares the ever-living fuck out of me.”

“It’s scary knowing someone,” Buck echoes, wanting Eddie to keep talking. 

#Family familia ‘ohana #buddie #911 #evan buckley #eddie diaz #Wip whenever #mcdanno #navy seal Evan ‘buck’ buckley #First draft

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morning writing….. it’s getting there.

Title: Family, Familia, ‘Ohana, Chapter 13, Buck POV

Fandom: 911, H50, SWAT

Pairings: Buddie, McDanno, platonic Deacon/Hondo

Fic summary:

When one family seems lost another comes back from the past. But does Buck want to return to the past or live in the present? And does his present lead to a future he wants? Only he can answer these questions but Steve at least will be there to support him.

Tags/warnings: first draft. NavySeal!buck. Set post tsunami/lawsuit era. Slow burn, getting together. First time.

Starring, Buck’s restraint is shot.  He can’t… he leans forward and presses his mouth against Eddie’s again, hands coming up to cradle Eddie’s face as Buck tries to pour into the kiss how terrified he’d been that he’d lost Eddie. That he’d been too late.  That they’d never figure things out.  That he’d never get here and is still terrified that he’ll only ever kiss Eddie once and that it had been just adrenalin and a mistake.

The feeling of Eddie’s arms wrapping around his shoulders and pulling him more solidly into him, silencing the spiraling thoughts of self doubt and recrimination. Going willingly, Buck melts into the kiss and the catharsis offered by the shelter of Eddie’s arms. 

The  wet sand under them crumples away as Buck twists his torso, catching Eddie’s mouth with his own as their eyes flutter shut and trade open-mouthed kisses.  Eddie meets him halfway, strong arms wrapped around Buck to hold their chests together as they roll in the sand, connected at the mouth tasting each other.  The oncoming tide laps at their legs as they both strive to get closer to one another.  

If Buck could climb under Eddie’s skin, he would.  He can’t get close enough. 

The gasp that escapes Eddie’s mouth allows Buck’s tongue entrance and he starts mapping newly claimed territory and planting his flag with every swipe of his tongue. 

Buck will never let him go—Eddie is his now, no take backs.  They haven’t said the word love but it’s there.  Their stated mutual goals, talking about moving in and making a life together and babies… it’s a different sort of love declaration than Buck thought he needed but Buck will go to the ends of the earth if it means being with Eddie. 

They have time.  They will figure the rest of things out, but for right now, Buck just needs to physically get as close as possible to Eddie. 

He wants everything with Eddie.  Absolutely everything.  Even an inch of space between them is too much. Buck wants to crawl under Eddie’s skin until it was impossible to tell them apart, merge them into one being.

Breaking apart to breathe, Buck’s head falls back against the sand as he’s ended up underneath Eddie who has his legs sprawled on either side of Buck, weight anchoring Buck who is so lightheaded he might just float away if it weren’t for being pinned in place.  The warmth in Eddie’s eyes as they meet his makes the air Buck’s sucking in like he’s just run a marathon catch in his chest before Eddie’s face comes close and he places biting kisses with too much teeth and tongue that are going to leave visible marks down the length of Buck’s neck.  

A sharp nip catches the prominent ridge of Buck’s trachea where the scar from the emergency tracheotomy Abby performed has him whining in need and he writhes to press himself harder into the rough scrape of Eddie’s unshaven cheek and the pressure holding Buck down. “Eds…”

“I’ve got you Ev,” Eddie growls over the roar of the oncoming surf and Buck’s sanity begins to unravel as Eddie overwhelms his senses. 

It’s too much and yet not enough.

He wants more and is given more by Eddie even as his breath is stolen by Eddie’s mouth sealing over his, setting Buck’s blood to boil with the heat generated between their bodies. 

Even the tide coming in can’t cool the fire in his blood that Eddie’s lit. 

It’s not until the water actually pushes them along the beach that Buck pays attention to the power of the waves sweeping over them.  They’re both drenched, salt and sand everywhere, and Eddie has never looked so gorgeous as he does with his hair dripping, T-shirt and board shorts plastered to his lean form. 

The ridiculous grin and crinkles of Eddie’s eyes make Buck’s poor heart skip a beat he’s so in love with this man. 

The next incoming wave pushes them further up the beach as they body surf in a tangle of limbs. Eddie takes advantage to steal another kiss but his hands are already urging Buck to escape the sweeping rhythmic tide. 

Together they scramble up the beach, rescuing their flip flops and tugging at each other.   Buck almost trips face first into the bank of sand where the grass starts but is rescued by Eddie’s arms wrapping around him and pulling him into another stolen kiss.  Fingers wander and their wet clothes stubbornly cling to them as Buck heads for the outdoor shower. 

The yelp Eddie makes as the cold water hits him first has Buck laughing until he’s pulled underneath the shower head by Eddie who is more irritated by the distance between them than the shot of barely lukewarm water that hits Buck and clears his head momentarily and he jumps back out of the cold.  Eddie is shivering under the shower head as the water warms, blinking rapidly at Buck and the sand that coats him sloughing off in brown trails that follow the curves of his body that Buck wants to trace with fingers and tongue until he has Eddie writhing in his grasp. 

Knowing he has Buck’s attention, Eddie grips the hem of his shirt and slowly drags it up his abs, flexing and maintaining the sort of eye contact that would be unsettling in other circumstances because it pins Buck in place more surely than being shot. Each inch of tanned skin has Buck salivating for more, unable to look away even though he’s seen Eddie before in all manners of dress and changed in the same locker room with him for years. The tease of the treasure trail leading to the smattering of hair between a pair of peaked brown nipples that have pebbled in the cool water, Eddie’s free hand sliding up to cup his own pec as he tugs the wet shirt off over his head and tosses it out of the shower, thumb playing with the nipple and rolling it. 

“Buck…Cariño… Babe…Ev…” Eddie’s voice has dropped two octaves as he tries out Buck’s name and a few choice endearments, the rough desire in the call of each choice plucking at the fraying nerves of Buck’s sanity as Eddie arches his back, showing off his body. 

Eddie can call him whatever he wants and Buck will answer to it. 

“Eds,” he calls in return, taking a half step forward toward the memorizing siren that is Eddie Diaz. 

“Why are you all the way over there?” Eddie says and Buck is crossing the distance between them before he can think. 

Why is Eddie not in his arms?

#Family familia ‘ohana #First draft #wip whenever #making some progress #buddie #911 #evan buckley #eddie diaz #Wip

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snippet sunday

plowing along…. This chapter is making significant headway finally even if the muse isn’t exactly cooperating.

Tagging for fun: @monsterrae1 @rosieposiepuddingnpie @tkwritesdumbassassins @outtoshatter @quietborderline @missanniewhimsy @whimsyswastry and anyone else who wants to participate. No pressure as always.

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Title: Family, Familia, ‘Ohana, Chapter 13: Danny POV

Fandom: 911, H50, SWAT

Pairings: Buddie, McDanno, platonic Deacon/Hondo

Fic summary:

When one family seems lost another comes back from the past. But does Buck want to return to the past or live in the present? And does his present lead to a future he wants? Only he can answer these questions but Steve at least will be there to support him.

Tags/warnings: NavySeal!Buck, set post tsunami/lawsuit, slow burn, first time, first draft

Watching out the window by the kitchen sink as Eddie wanders across the backyard toward Buck, Danny waits for Steve to join him. 

“Where’d they go?  I was thinking grilling out for dinner,” Steve says as he joins Danny. 

“They’re talking,” Danny answers.  “They’ve got a lot to talk about.”

“Oh.  So Dinner?”  Steve fidgets with the fridge but doesn’t open it.  

“I think they’re going to be a while.”

“So we shouldn’t..?” Steve finally looks at Danny and he’s lost some of the armor, letting Danny see the Steve he knows peeking out through a chink. 

“I think they’re going to need privacy.”

“Oh.  Uh…” Steve awkwardly looks around his kitchen, “It’s my house?”

“You can stay the night at mine.  We’ll give them some privacy.”

“I’m not being sexiled from my own house,” Steve grumbles, not moving. 

“You’re not.  You’re coming to mine and we’ll make the steaks I need to grill.”

“You could have brought them here…”

“No.  Buck is comfortable here—not at my place.”

“I’m not sleeping on your couch.”

Danny hums, not arguing with Steve.  He has a different idea for where Steve is sleeping tonight. 

“Danny, did you hear me?  I’m not sleeping on the couch and Gracie’s bed is too short.”

“I heard you.”

“Danno—“ 

Steve cuts himself off when he finally meets Danny’s eyes. Danny can only assume that what he’s thinking is on his face because Steve gives a little nod and drops the argument.  

“I’ll go grab a bag.”

#911 #H50 #mcdanno #steve mcgarrett #danny williams #family familia ‘ohana #Snippet sunday #first draft #navy seal Evan ‘Buck’ buckley

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snippet sunday

i’m not going to make posting this by midnight so it’ll be yeeted probably sometime the first week of 2024. Got held hostage by the family for family time and didn’t have time to write the 4K to finish out this chapter….

Tagged by @rosieposiepuddingnpie for a snippet sunday, so have some unfiltered, unbeta’d, Grammarly untouched sentences. Tagging with no pressure: @tkwritesdumbassassins @outtoshatter @elisela @whimsyswastry @missanniewhimsy @westernlarch @quietborderline @monsterrae1 and anyone else who wants to participate!

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From: Family, Familia, ‘Ohana, Chapter 12: Operation Rescue, Buck POV

Fandom: 911, H50, SWAT

Pairings: Buddie, McDanno, platonic Hondo/Deacon (although I’ve decided they are going to get their own sequel piece and Annie is going to baby trap Hondo from the grave)

Tags/warnings: NavySeal!Buck, angst. Post tsunami/divorce era. First draft territory warnings.

Outwardly, Buck is calm under the plain black ball cap he’s wearing to hide his blonde hair, a pair of tactical glasses hiding his anxious eyes.  He’s strapped for the apocalypse as is Steve, Danny and Chin.  The heavy, immovable weight of the bullet proof vest is tight around his torso even though the straps have some elasticity to allow him to breathe, the mic at his throat a persistent reminder every time he swallows spit and the hiss of a comm in his ear as Chin checks that they’re online. 

Both of his thighs are wrapped with holsters, a 9mm on the right, a string of extra ammunition clips on the left. Buck’s got fistful of flash bangs, a half dozen grenades and ammo clips in every pocket and then some, ready to start a war if needed, or rescue one stubborn Texan who managed to get nabbed in broad daylight in the middle of LA instead of halfway around the world. 

Buck’s HK416 hangs across his chest from it’s strap, an old and comforting friend in situations like these and a k-Bar snug in its sheath at his back, ready to silence any sentry he comes across. They’ve already discussed ROE but Buck doesn’t care.  He’s got one goal and he has pretty brown eyes, a beauty mark on one cheek and a tattoo on his arm that reminds him to keep going.

Fortalecer la mente y superar el cuerpo. 

Rubbing his face, he takes the proffered water bottle when Danny hands him one.  Based on the limited intel, they’ve narrowed down where Wo Fat might be holding Eddie and Kono.  It can’t be in any of the more populated areas as something would have been noticed so they know they’ll be going away from the shoreline.  The North Shore actually encompasses most of northern Oahu. There’s a lot of dense forest and even farms up here with only one resort, Turtle Bay. 

Somehow, Buck doubts Eddie’s being kept captive on a golf course but there’s a first time for everything. 

Eddie doesn’t even like golf.  He’s complained on more than one occasion that it’s like watching paint dry to watch and the only point of playing is going to the clubhouse for overpriced beers afterwards. Buck knows most of this is from the one summer that Eddie’s mom made him get a job at the local country club as a caddy instead of playing baseball like he had the summer before.  The lack of baseball playing had turned Eddie against golf and lugging around heavy bags had increased the aversion along with the paltry tips and wandering hands of the cougars who’d seen Eddie’s fresh-faced teenage self as fresh meat. 

Buck knows all about country clubs.  He’s worked at them too and doesn’t blame Eddie for his aversion. Too much old money hiding bad habits and terrible treatment of anyone not born with a silver spoon in their mouth. Buck’s parents belonged to the local one in Hershey which was telling in and of itself. 

They’re all idle, waiting on a phone call.  Raissa—Sang Min’s ex-wife—had given Danny an unlabeled map for them to plan with but she hadn’t given them coordinates or an address.  That would come from Sang Min. 

So they wait. 

All dressed up, and ready to party as Freddie would have said. Just waiting on their dance partner. 

“We look like walking Guns & Ammo advertisements,” Danny says, breaking the silence. 

“Nah,” Steve replies, tone bland as he adjusts his thigh holsters so they’re not riding up into his groin.  “We don’t have nearly enough grenades.”

“We don’t need any grenades,” Danny argues.  “I’ve got half of your favorite army surplus store hanging off me.”

“It’s a good look on you,” Buck teases as Steve automatically argues, “We’re Navy, Danno.”

“Don’t Danno me,” Danny grumbles as they all freeze at the sound of Danny’s phone buzzing in his pocket from a received message. 

#buddie #911 #Mcdanno #first draft #snippet sunday #family familia ‘ohana #Navy seal Evan “Buck” buckley #Eddie diaz

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WIP Wednesday

So I got today to write 6k and finish this chapter if I wanna stay on track…. And I got stuff scheduled all day.

This is not looking promising… maybe by the end of the week?

Tagging @quietborderline @missanniewhimsy @megasaurus-regina @monsterrae1 @westernlarch @tkwritesdumbassassins @outtoshatter @muffinsandsweets @rosieposiepuddingnpie with no pressure as always. This is just for fun and to keep me on track.

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From: Family, Familia, ‘Ohana, Chapter 10: FUBAR, Danny’s POV

Fandom: 911, H50, SWAT

Pairings: Buddie, McDanno, platonic deacon/hondo

Fic summary:

When one family seems lost another comes back from the past. But does Buck want to return to the past or live in the present? And does his present lead to a future he wants? Only he can answer these questions but Steve at least will be there to support him.

Tags/warnings: kidnapped eddie, first draft, NavySeal!buck, alternative universe, timeline what timeline?, set vaguely season 3 911 and I’m not giving a time frame for H50 (because it wouldn’t make sense anyway). Written while sleep deprived.

Danny rubs his temples, fighting off a looming headache. He’s been staring at his own terrible cramped handwriting for hours. Steve’s fingers replace his, and he lets his eyes close with a groan as Steve rubs his neck and temples. 

“You got another headache?” Steve’s voice is gentle and soft. He’s practically sitting on Danny’s desk as he hovers, but Danny doesn’t care. They’re alone in the office, and if Steve wants to touch him, Danny’s going to let him. 

“Yeah.”

“I can get you some ibuprofen or Tylenol?”

“Took some with the Alka-Seltzer earlier.” Danny will pay for Steve to keep up the neck massage he’s giving. Steve’s fingers are digging into the knot that had been forming between Danny’s shoulders, and when it releases, he bites his tongue to stop from moaning. 

“You didn’t eat.” There’s disapproval and worry in Steve’s tone. 

“Wasn’t hungry.”  

He wasn’t.  

“This has been sitting out too long now. Do you want me to order something?”

“Let me rephrase. I am not hungry right now, nor was I.”

Steve chuckles, and his fingers find another knot, working into Danny’s left shoulder that he’d slept on last night on the sofa for a few hours. He’s ignoring Danny’s grumbling like usual. 

“These headaches of yours worry me.”  

Danny opens his eyes at this. Steve is close—closer than he’d thought. He’s wrapped himself around Danny, and they’re not touching other than where Steve’s hands are still rubbing his shoulders, but he can feel his body heat because Steve is that close. 

Steve’s observing Danny, waiting for him to say something about the concern he’d voiced, and Danny is floundering with what to say. He stupidly lands on, “They’re just headaches.”

“You’ve been getting a lot of them.”

“I get them when I’m stressed.”

“You get them less when you sleep over.”

“That’s because I sleep better at your place,” slips out before he can take the words back. 

“Why?”

It’s an innocuous question. Why? Why, indeed.  

He has his theories. Danny had slept better when he was still married and sharing a bed with Rachel, and he could roll over and cuddle with her, listening to her breathe. He slept worse when alone because he hated being alone. It’d never been a problem until he and Rachel had started having problems, and she’d kicked him to the couch most nights, denying him coldly. 

Danny was like a dog that needed a companion or otherwise would tear things apart out of anxiety—he needed another heartbeat to listen to in the night. Sleeping at Steve’s and knowing he was just upstairs or hearing his footsteps when he got up at night to do his patrols around the house that Steve swore he didn’t do but Danny had watched him do every night he’d slept over unless Steve was drugged or concussed… there was a rhythm to those nights. They usually watched a movie after dinner or a game and sat too close on the couch because Danny was too tactile, and Steve seemed to crave touch as much as Danny needed to give it.

Confessing this to Steve, however, was probably not in Danny’s best interest. Knowing Steve, he’d have Danny moved in by the end of the week, and Danny needed just a little bit of space for when Steve would inevitably find either another woman or Cath would finally wander back his way. 

Danny didn’t need a front-row seat to Steve choosing a leggy brunette or blonde over him. He was already going to be too close, and it would hurt when it finally happened. If Steve is talking to Cath, then… she will probably come back at some point. Danny hadn’t known they’d still been talking after she left him in Afghanistan a year ago to go chasing after missing villagers and hadn’t wanted Steve’s help. 

#wip wednesday #family familia ‘ohana #first draft #navy seal evan buckley #kidnapped eddie diaz #buddie #Mcdanno #911/hawaii 5 0 crossover #borrowed swat characters

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Family, Familia, ‘Ohana: Chapter 10: FUBAR

Yeeting! Finally!

Title: Family, Familia, ‘Ohana: Chapter 10: FUBAR

Fandom: 911, H50, SWAT

Pairings: Buddie, McDanno, platonic Deacon/Hondo

Fic summary:

When one family seems lost another comes back from the past. But does Buck want to return to the past or live in the present? And does his present lead to a future he wants? Only he can answer these questions but Steve at least will be there to support him.

Chapter Summary:

Buck learns what arrangements Eddie’s made for Christopher after being informed he’s missing. The 5-0 task force reaches out to LA and the search is on. Meanwhile, Eddie finds himself far from home and makes a new friend.

Tags/warnings: content warning for panic attack this chapter. Navyseal!Buck, angst all the angst!, eddie is kidnapped! Timeline what timeline, possibly unreliable narrators, oblivious boys, alternative universe, 911 post lawsuit-era.

Read chapter here on AO3

#Chapter update #family familia ‘ohana #buddie #911 #mcdanno #911/hawaii 5 0 crossover #borrowed swat characters #911 fic #h50 #h50 fic #mcdanno fic #buddie fic #navy seal evan “buck” buckley #alternative universe #timeline what timeline #angst so much angst #kidnapped eddie diaz #military past #eddie diaz #evan buckley #steve mcgarrett #danny williams