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Risks of Supernatural Healing|T|1010 Words
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Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley & Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley & Firehouse 118 Crew
Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz, Original Characters
Tags: Whumptober 2024, healed wrong, Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Alternate Universe - Supernatural Elements, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Werewolves, Healing, Werewolf Healing, Medical Inaccuracies, Werewolf Evan "Buck" Buckley, Werewolf Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Ladder Truck Bombing (9-1-1 TV)
Summary: Buck had already started healing while he was still stuck under the ladder truck.
Whumptober 2024 Day 6: Healed Wrong
All Day Exposure|G|1036 Words
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Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley & Christopher Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley & Eddie Diaz, Christopher Diaz & Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley & Christopher Diaz & Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz
Characters: Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley
Tags: Whumptober 2024, Sunburn, Healing Salve, Alternate Universe - Magic, Post-Tsunami (9-1-1), Mentioned Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Pre-Relationship Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Witch Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Magic, Magic-Users, Witch Evan "Buck" Buckley
Summary: Eddie tries to help Buck’s sunburn the day after the tsunami.
Whumptober 2024 Day 5: Sunburn/Healing Salve
Days With Food|G|1130 Words
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Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley & Bobby Nash, Evan "Buck" Buckley & Isabel Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz
Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Bobby Nash, Isabel Diaz, Eddie Diaz
Tags: Flufftober 2024, market day, farmers market, Family Acceptance Via Food, Family Fluff, Bobby Nash is Evan "Buck" Buckley's Parent, Parental Bobby Nash, Established Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Eddie Diaz Loves Evan "Buck" Buckley, Soft Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Smitten Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Isabel Diaz Loves Evan "Buck" Buckley, Happy Evan "Buck" Buckley, Family Bonding
Summary: Showing that Buck is accepted via trips to the Farmers Market.
Flufftober 2024 Day 4: Market Day
Cause: Insomnia|G|530 Words
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Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley & Eddie Diaz
Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz
Tags: Whumptober 2024, Hallucinations, Insomnia, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Eddie Diaz Has PTSD (9-1-1 TV), Eddie Diaz Has Insomnia (9-1-1 TV), Mentioned Shannon Diaz, Dead Shannon Diaz
Summary: Eddie sees Shannon at the station.
Whumptober 2024 Day 4: Hallucinations
The First Call|M|661 Words
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Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley & Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck" Buckley & Christopher Diaz & Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Christopher Diaz & Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck" Buckley & Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV)
Characters: Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley, Original Characters
Tags: Whumptober 2024, "I warned you.", Kidnapped Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Streetfighter Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Phone Calls & Telephones, Hurt/Comfort, Mentioned Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Worried Eddie Diaz, Eddie Diaz Needs a Hug (9-1-1 TV), Angry Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck" Buckley Takes Care of Eddie Diaz, Pre-Relationship Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Alternate Universe
Summary: The man who has Chris calls Eddie.
Whumptober 2024 Day 3: "I warned you."
Notes: Part 6 of the Kidnapped Chris AU, which is being posted out of order.
Scent Revelations|G|612 Words
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Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz
Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz
Tags: Flufftober 2024, Favorite Scent, Pre-Relationship Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Soft Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Soft Evan "Buck" Buckley, Fluff, Smitten Evan "Buck" Buckley, Evan "Buck" Buckley Loves Eddie Diaz
Summary: Why does Buck’s loft smell so familiar?
Flufftober 2024 Day 3: Favorite Scent
Your Military Left|T|200 Words
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Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz
Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz
Tags: Flufftober 2024, Left Other Left, Evan "Buck" Buckley and Eddie Diaz Move In Together, Moving In Together, Post-Ladder Truck Bombing (9-1-1 TV), Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Evan "Buck" Buckley Loves Eddie Diaz, Eddie Diaz Loves Evan "Buck" Buckley, Thirsty Evan "Buck" Buckley, Injured Evan "Buck" Buckley, Hurt Evan "Buck" Buckley
Summary: Eddie is trying to hang a picture on the wall.
Flufftober 2024: Left. Other Left.
The California State Fair|T|850 Words
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Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley & Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz
Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz
Tags: Whumptober 2024, Amusement Park, Amusement Parks, Mentioned Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Emotional Whump, Emotional Hurt, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, california state fair, mentioned Devon (9-1-1 TV), Emotional Conversations, Hurt/Comfort, Minor Character Death, Canonical Character Death, Eddie Diaz Takes Care of Evan "Buck" Buckley, can be read either Pre-Relationship Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz or Established Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Roller Coasters
Summary: Chris is excited about possibly riding the roller coaster at the California State Fair. Buck is thrown back to Devon.
Whumptober Day 2: Amusement Park
the taste of iron
(buddie) (2.3k words) (8x01 alternate ending) so i made a joke the other day about what would have happened if buck hadn't pushed gerrard out of the way and then i kept thinking about it and then it wasn't a joke anymore and now we're here content warning: minor character death (but like. it's gerrard) (also blood related to said death)
Gerrard is so fucking loud. The vitriol, the bigotry, that’s what makes Buck angry, but it’s the volume that sets his teeth on edge. How it isn’t driving the rest of them insane, he’ll never understand.
The more he berates, the louder he gets. The construction, just feet away, adds to the cacophony. Buck can feel his eardrums vibrating with every spit-punctuated syllable that flies from Gerrard’s mouth. He needs it to stop, he needs it to—
All at once, three things happen. Gerrard’s hand comes up, finger pointed accusingly at the center of his chest. Buck takes an instinctive step back and stumbles, just enough to throw him off balance. The sound of the saw changes.
The split second it takes for Buck to steady himself is a split second too long. The saw blade flies across the room and embeds itself in the engine, but not before slicing deep into the tissue of Gerrard’s throat. Arterial blood sprays itself across Buck’s face. For a moment, everything goes quiet. Then, it descends into chaos.
Distantly, Buck hears someone shout his name. A hand grabs his shoulder and—
Firefighter needs help, I repeat—
—spins him around.
“Buck!” It’s Eddie’s voice, but Eddie—
Are you hurt?
—Eddie’s hands are on him, on his face, on his chest. They come away red and slick with blood.
“You’re okay, Buck, look at me, you’re okay.”
Go! Go, go, go go!
Buck blinks. Swallows. He tastes—
Three minutes away, we’re so close.
Eddie’s hands find his face again. “Look at me,” he says, as if Buck could ever look away. “I need you to breathe.”
I need you to hang—I need you to hang on.
Buck takes a breath, then another. There’s blood on his face. Eddie’s hands are on his face. Eddie’s hands are covered in blood. It’s not Eddie’s blood. It’s not Eddie’s blood.
There’s a siren, but Eddie’s not in the engine. Eddie’s in front of him, still standing. Eddie—
“Just like that, there you go. With me. In… and out…” His voice is calm, steady, unlabored.
“You’re—” Buck croaks.
Eddie’s eyes are wide and brown and focused. “I’m right here, Buck, keep breathing with me.”
His hand rises of its own accord and finds Eddie’s shoulder. The fabric of his t-shirt is dry and undamaged. Eddie’s brows draw together and a moment later realization seems to dawn.
“I’m okay, Buck,” he says, painfully quiet. “I’m not hurt.”
All at once, the tension that’s been keeping him upright goes. He stumbles, and without Eddie’s steadying grip, he’d probably fall. Buck blinks a few times, and the blurry world around him and Eddie comes back into focus.
Eddie’s turned him away from the engine bay, away from what must be an ocean of blood behind him. Everything he can see looks normal, but it’s unnaturally quiet. Buck lets out a shaky breath.
“Fuck,” he whispers, and it’s like shattering glass the way it breaks the silence.
Eddie’s face relaxes a fraction. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”
Buck lets Eddie pull him toward the locker room and guide him down onto the bench. He’s gentle, like Buck might break if he presses just a little bit too hard. He pulls at Buck’s shirt until it comes untucked, then carefully peels it off of him, leaving shivering gooseflesh in his wake.
“I’ll be right back,” Eddie says, “I promise.”
Buck nods numbly.
Eddie slips into the bathroom, and a moment later Buck hears the sound of running water. He comes back a few seconds later with clean hands and a damp towel.
“Okay,” he says quietly. He kneels and brings the towel to Buck’s cheek. It’s warm; Eddie must’ve waited for the water to heat before wetting it.
With one hand, Eddie drags the towel in soft, short strokes across Buck’s skin. The other cups the back of his head, steadying him. Buck’s eyes flutter closed, and Eddie takes the opportunity to carefully wipe at the blood that flecks his eyelids.
Finally, Buck hears the towel drop wetly to the floor and opens his eyes.
“With me?” Eddie asks. His eyes bore into Buck’s.
“Yeah,” he rasps.
Eddie squeezes his knee and stands. “Good,” he says, turning away just long enough to fish a sweatshirt from his locker and hand it to Buck.
“Thanks.” Buck pulls the sweatshirt on and is immediately enveloped by the smell of Eddie’s laundry detergent. It settles a little more of the anxiety that’s dug itself deep into his stomach.
Eddie settles next to him on the bench and brushes their shoulders together. “You want to talk about it?”
Buck shakes his head. He doesn’t. But—
“Is he dead?”
In his peripherals, Buck sees Eddie frown. “Probably,” he says after a long moment.
“Oh.” Buck feels less about that than he thought he might. He’s neither sad nor relieved, though he suspects the apathy will fade with the shock. “Can we go home?”
Eddie huffs a soft breath that might’ve been a laugh on another day. “Yeah. Pretty sure the 118’s not going back into service until B shift gets here.”
“Who’s going to deal with…” Buck trails off.
“Not us,” Eddie says decisively. He stands and grabs both of their bags from the lockers. “Come on, I’ll drive.”
“You hate driving,” Buck says quietly.
The corner of Eddie’s mouth ticks up. “Which is why I owe you more rides than you’ll ever cash in on.”
Buck surprises himself with something close to a laugh. “Yeah, okay,” he says.
Eddie all but manhandles him into the passenger seat of the truck, lingering just a moment longer than strictly necessary, then jogs over to the driver’s side. He turns the key in the ignition and fiddles with the radio until it lands on a station playing something old and soft.
As far as Buck can tell, it’s not a song he’s heard before, but it’s warm and comfortable all the same. He relaxes into his seat and pulls the sleeves of Eddie’s sweatshirt over his knuckles. It’s loose on him, unlike the majority of Eddie’s clothing, and Buck wonders if he bought it with a day like this in mind.
Eddie taps his fingers on the wheel as he drives and glances over at Buck every time they hit a red light. He’s quiet, though, and Buck is too, grateful for the chance to gather himself in the near silence. By the time they pull into Eddie’s driveway, Buck’s starting to feel mostly like a person again.
He follows Eddie inside, and it’d probably feel like any other day if he wasn’t still wearing his uniform pants and boots.
“I’m just gonna…” Buck says, nodding toward Eddie’s bedroom as he toes out of his shoes.
Eddie steps around him and squeezes his elbow. “I’ll be in the kitchen,” he says, but it feels a little more like, ‘take all the time you need, I’ll still be here’.
Buck’s had a drawer at Eddie’s almost as long as he’s known him. He bypasses that drawer and goes straight for the one that houses Eddie’s most comfortable and threadbare pajamas. He changes into a pair of soft cutoffs, and with his uniform sheds the last of the tension in his shoulders.
He wanders into the kitchen and finds Eddie whisking eggs in a mixing bowl. Wordlessly, Buck sets the table and pours two glasses of orange juice. When he’s done, he sits, knowing exactly what Eddie will say if he offers to help with the food.
A few minutes later, Eddie carries two plates to the table. Breakfast is simple, just scrambled eggs and toast, but Eddie’s gotten good at this; the eggs are beautifully fluffy and the toast is a perfect golden brown.
“Hang on a sec,” Eddie says.
He goes over to the fridge and returns with a new, unopened jar of blueberry preserves, the kind you can only get at the farmer’s market. Buck swallows thickly, suddenly aware of just how many words are caught in his throat.
“Thanks,” he says, the only one of them he thinks will come out painlessly.
Eddie ghosts his hand along Buck’s shoulder then sits in the chair closest to his.
“Eat,” he says softly, and it’s only then that Buck realizes he hasn’t even picked up his fork.
Buck read somewhere, once, that the physical act of chewing was enough to meaningfully lower cortisol levels. He’s not actually sure if it’s true, but sitting here with Eddie, he thinks it might be. It makes sense – you don’t stop to eat until the danger has passed. You eat when you feel safe. Buck feels safe. He spreads blueberry preserves on his toast and eats.
When he’s done, Eddie grabs both of their plates and drops them in the sink. He returns to his chair.
“Do you want to talk or try to get some rest?” he asks after a long moment.
Rest sounds really good, actually, but—“I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep,” Buck admits.
“We can watch a movie,” Eddie says, offering him an out.
Buck smiles half-heartedly. “Not sure I can do that, either,” he says.
“Then tell me,” Eddie says, voice full of all the concern he hasn’t expressed yet.
“I’m not sure what to say,” Buck says, finding it to be true as soon as it leaves his mouth.
Eddie looks conflicted for a second, but then his expression steels. “When I got shot. That’s what it reminded you of, right?”
There’s a certain relief in not having to voice it himself. Buck nods.
“Okay,” Eddie says gently.
“For—for a second I wasn’t in the station anymore. It was—I know you don’t really remember anything about that day.” Buck shrugs helplessly.
“I do,” Eddie offers. “Not most of it, I mean, but…” Eddie lifts his hand to Buck’s face and brushes a thumb along the curve of his cheek.
Something Buck doesn’t have a name for clenches in his stomach.
“I have this picture of you in my head; I was never quite sure whether or not I dreamed it.”
Buck’s breath catches in his chest.
“Guess not,” Eddie says ruefully, shaking his head.
“What, um—what do you—” Buck presses his lips together as the rest of the question refuses to form in his mouth.
Eddie sighs. “We never really talked about this, did we?”
Buck frowns. “We did,” he says.
Eddie shakes his head. “We talked about me, but you were there, too.”
“I didn’t get shot, Eddie.”
“And I didn’t get struck by lightning.”
Buck looks down at his hands and realizes they’re shaking.
“I know what it feels like to watch you die, Buck,” Eddie says seriously. “And you know how it feels to be covered in my blood.”
“I know how it tastes,” Buck corrects quietly. He glances up in time to see the stricken expression on Eddie’s face.
“What?” he breathes.
“It was the only thing I could taste for weeks.” Eddie’s hands find his. “And then today, I tasted it again.”
“Buck,” Eddie says roughly. Buck’s always liked the way his name sounds on Eddie’s lips. He says it like it means something.
All at once, Buck realizes that he’s been waiting years for permission to talk about this, permission Eddie’s finally given him, and it all comes pouring out.
“I thought you were gonna die, Eds. I—I thought I was going to have the taste of your blood in my mouth for the rest of my life. And I—god, I blamed myself for—for not seeing it coming, or getting to you faster.”
Eddie’s hands tighten around his. “You got there fast enough. You saved me,” he says.
Buck laughs softly. “I know. In my head I know that, but—but it never feels like it.”
“Still?” Eddie asks.
In lieu of a response, Buck takes one of Eddie’s hands in his own and presses his fingers to the pulse point in his wrist. His heart beats strong and steady. Buck closes his eyes.
“I’m sorry,” Eddie says.
He blinks them back open. His brow furrows. “For what?”
Eddie’s lips twist painfully. “We should have talked about this a long time ago. I should’ve asked.”
Buck shakes his head. “That’s not on you.”
“I think it might be,” Eddie says.
“You got shot,” Buck says. “You’re allowed to avoid the subject.”
Eddie huffs a soft breath. “I think…” he trails off.
Buck waits, counting every beat of Eddie’s pulse against his fingertips.
“I think I was afraid that if we talked about it, I’d remember.”
“And you didn’t want to,” Buck says. “I get that.”
“It’s all so blurry,” Eddie says, “but I remember the way it hurt. I remember being afraid. But I also—there was a moment, somewhere in all that, when I wasn’t afraid anymore.”
Buck bites his lip and nods.
“And…” Eddie’s jaw tightens for a moment. “And when I think about that, I—that’s when I see you.”
Buck takes a sharp, aching breath.
Eddie watches him for a long moment until something minute shifts in his expression. “Oh,” he says softly.
“What?” Buck asks.
Eddie shakes his head. “I just—I remembered something else.”
“Do you want to…”
“I think I’m gonna need a minute with this one,” Eddie says. “But I’ll tell you. I promise.”
“You don’t have to,” Buck says.
The corner of Eddie’s mouth ticks up into a small smile. “I know.”
“Okay,” Buck says softly. He holds Eddie’s gaze for several seconds, but nothing in it scares him. It’s Eddie, warm, perceptive and sure. “I—I think I might be able to sleep.”
“Good,” Eddie says. He stands, pulling Buck up with him. “Come on.”
And just as he has every other time Eddie’s asked him to, Buck follows.
Almost Caught|G|508 Words
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Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley & Eddie Diaz
Characters: Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley
Tags: Whumptober 2024, Race Against the Clock, Building Collapse, Barely Made It Out, Firefighting Inaccuracies, Evan "Buck" Buckley and Eddie Diaz's Partnership, Firefighter Evan "Buck" Buckley, Firefighter Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)
Summary: Whumptober Prompt: Race Against the Clock
The evacuation order is just a little late.
A Band of Gold|G|2.5k Words
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Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Eddie Diaz & Isabel Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Eddie Diaz & Abuelo|Eddie Diaz's Grandfather (9-1-1 TV)
Characters: Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Isabel Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Abuelo | Eddie Diaz's Grandfather (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck" Buckley
Tags: Mentioned Helena Diaz (9-1-1 TV),Mentioned Ramon Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Mentioned Shannon Diaz, Wedding Rings, Family Fluff, Family, Family Feels, Eddie Diaz Needs a Hug (9-1-1 TV), Upset Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Past Eddie Diaz/Shannon Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Soft Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Soft Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Established Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Eddie Diaz Loves Evan "Buck" Buckley, Evan "Buck" Buckley Loves Eddie Diaz, Hurt Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Emotionally Hurt Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Emotional Hurt
Summary: Eddie and his abuelo’s wedding band. A history of love and acceptance.
Fan Work Masterpost (AUGUST 2024)
Week One: Mistakes were Made
Fanfiction:
@xjustlikeyou (AO3 : xjustlikeyou) || AO3 link: You Might Have Noticed || 8.3k || 1/1 Chapters || Explicit || Tumblr Post: here
@smolfunpenguin (AO3: DuoOfDiaz) || AO3 link: World of the Living || 8k || 4/4 Chapters || Teen || Tumblr Post: here
@snprblu72 || (AO3: Sniper_Blue) || AO3 link: Loose Glitter || 1.2k || 1/1 Chapters || Teen ||
@donationwayne (AO3: donationwayne) || AO3 link: this could be a disaster || 15.9k || 11/11 Chapters || Teen || Tumblr Post: here | Twitter Post: here
@unlifeira (AO3: EiraLloyd) || AO3 link: let's get real || 13.3k || 4/4 Chapters || Teen || Tumblr Post: here
@smolfunpenguin (AO3: DuoOfDiaz) || AO3 link: Three is the Magic Number || 3.3k || 1/3 Chapters || Mature || Tumblr Post: here
@linus-lucy (AO3: Linus_Lucy) || AO3 link: Kiss Me In Sweet Slow Motion || 2.4k || 1/1 Chapters || Teen || Tumblr Post: here
@disasterbuck: (AO3: DistasterBuck) || Tumblr Post: Mistakes Were Made || 100 words ||
@unlifeira (AO3: EiraLloyd) || AO3 link: Mistakes Will Be Made || 5.5k || 1/1 Chapters || Teen || Tumblr Post: here
@illburnyouontheceiling || (AO3: BaconOfUnity) || AO3 link: The Love You Gave Me (Nothing Else Can Save Me) || 7.7k || 1/1 Chapters || Not Rated
Fan Art: N/A
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Week Two: Couch
Fanfiction:
@xjustlikeyou (AO3 : xjustlikeyou) || AO3 link: Too Often the Power of Touch is Underestimated || 15.3k || 6/6 Chapters || Teen
@linus-lucy (AO3: Linus_Lucy) || AO3 link: Never Let You Go || 1.8k || 1/1 Chapters || Teen || Tumblr Post: here
@donationwayne (AO3: donationwayne) || AO3 link: obsessed with the things that you do, low-key I need you to move (in) || 27.8k || 9/9 Chapters || Teen || Tumblr Post: here
@snprblu72 || (AO3: Sniper_Blue) || AO3 link: Finishing The Patio || 1k || 1/1 Chapters || General Audience
@unlifeira (AO3: EiraLloyd) || AO3 link: Picking A Couch || 6.8k || 4/4 Chapters || Teen
@illburnyouontheceiling || (AO3: BaconOfUnity) || AO3 link: I got myself in a mess (and without you I'm in more) || 6.7k || Chapters 1/1 || Not Rated
@smolfunpenguin (AO3: DuoOfDiaz) || AO3 link: A Good Couch is Hard to Find || 10.1k || 5/5 Chapters || Teen
@disasterbuck: (AO3: DistasterBuck) || Tumblr Post: that's my couch || 100 words ||
@unlifeira (AO3: EiraLloyd) || AO3 link: Ruin Your Couch || 7.4k || 1/1 Chapters || Teen || Tumblr Post: here
Fan Art:
@unlifeira (AO3: EiraLloyd) || AO3 link: Couch || Tumblr Post: here & here
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Week Three: "What have I done?"
Fanfiction:
@donationwayne (AO3: donationwayne) || AO3 link: come on, you can show yourself || 8.7k || 1/1 Chapters || Mature || tumblr post:
@xjustlikeyou (AO3 : xjustlikeyou) || AO3 link: It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything || 20.2k || 2/12 Chapters || Mature
@snprblu72 || (AO3: Sniper_Blue) || AO3 link: A Salt And Bat Three, Metaphorically || 1.7k || 1/1 Chapters || General Audience @smolfunpenguin (AO3: DuoOfDiaz) || AO3 link: Tell Me All The Things || 1.5k || 1/1 Chapters || Mature
@unlifeira (AO3: EiraLloyd) || AO3 link: Not Maddie || 100 Words || 1/1 Chapters || Teen ||
@illburnyouontheceiling || (AO3: BaconOfUnity) || AO3 link: All This Time I've Wasted (You Were Right There All Along) || 2.4k || 1/1 Chapters || General Audience
@illburnyouontheceiling || (AO3: BaconOfUnity) || AO3 link: Would You Rescue Me (When I'm By Myself) @linus-lucy (AO3: Linus_Lucy) || AO3 link: how'd it take a long long time to be here || 2.5k || 1/1 Chapters || Teen || Tumblr Post: here || @disasterbuck: (AO3: DistasterBuck) || Tumblr Post: what have i done - drabble || 100 words ||
@smolfunpenguin (AO3: DuoOfDiaz) || AO3 link: It Feels Like Home || 13k || 4/4 Chapters || Mature || Tumbr post: here
@unlifeira (AO3: EiraLloyd) || AO3 link: the phone keeps ringing || 7.7k || 5/5 Chapters || Teen
Fan Art:
@unlifeira (AO3: EiraLloyd) || AO3 link: What Have I Done? || Tumblr Post: here
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Week Four: Baking
Fanfiction: @unlifeira (AO3: EiraLloyd) || AO3 link: Flour || 100 Words || Chapters 1/1 || General
@snprblu72 || (AO3: Sniper_Blue) || AO3 link: Spark Plugs v Cookies || 1.4k || Chapters 1/1 || Teen @xjustlikeyou (AO3 : xjustlikeyou) || AO3 link: cookies are the sweetest lil bit of comfort || 5.8k || Chapters 1/1 || Mature @linus-lucy (AO3: Linus_Lucy) || AO3 link: I Knead You || 2.6k || Chapters 1/1 || General @unlifeira (AO3: EiraLloyd) || AO3 link: Sweetheart (you look a little tired) || 14.5k || Chapters 6/6 || Teen @illburnyouontheceiling || (AO3: BaconOfUnity) || AO3 link: Who Are We (To Fight The Alchemy) || 1.5k || Chapters 1/1 || General @smolfunpenguin (AO3: DuoOfDiaz) || AO3 link: Bake it 'til you Make it || 4.5k || Chapters 1/1 || Mature
@illburnyouontheceiling || (AO3: BaconOfUnity) || AO3 link: Birthday Wishes || 100 words || Chapters 1/1 || Not Rated
Fan Art: N/A
Life Updates Pending|M|3020 Words
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Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz
Characters: Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley, Bobby Nash, Original Character
Tags: Eddie Diaz Week 2024 (9-1-1 TV), Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Divorced Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Probationary Firefighter Evan "Buck" Buckley, Probationary Firefighter Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Eddie Diaz only recently moved to Los Angeles, Fire Academy Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley as Buck 1.0, Bobby Nash is So Done, Married Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Secretly Married Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Insecure Evan "Buck" Buckley, Woke Up Married, Fade to Black, Kissing, Neck Kissing, Body Appreciation, Soft Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Soft Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Soft Evan "Buck" Buckley
Summary: The first morning of the rest of their lives with a side of serious discussion. And Bobby reacts months after the fact.
Eddie Diaz Week - September 22 - Quote: “I’m not telling anyone else.” - SFW: Woke Up Married
@eddiediaz-week
A Matter of Life|T|1263 Words
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Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationship: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz
Characters: Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley
Tags: Eddie Diaz Week 2024 (9-1-1 TV), What Are We, Alternate Universe - Magic, Magic, Alternate Universe - Supernatural Elements, Pre-Relationship Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, No Ana Flores (9-1-1 TV), No Eddie Diaz/Ana Flores (9-1-1 TV), Post-Eddie Diaz Gets Shot by the Sniper (9-1-1 TV), Magical Evan "Buck" Buckley, Magical Bond, Magical Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)
Summary: Eddie has questions after he was shot.
Eddie Diaz Week - September 20 - Quote: “What are we?” - SFW: Supernatural Elements/Creatures
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Deflecting Attention|T|200 Words
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Rating: T
Relationship: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz
Characters: Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley
Tags: Eddie Diaz Week 2024 (9-1-1 TV), Fake Dating, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Pre-relationship Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Sassy Eddie Diaz, Innuendos, double drabble
Summary: Someone doubts that Eddie is actually dating Buck. She's right, but she doesn't need to know that.
Eddie Diaz Week - September 19 - SFW: Fake Dating
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“Well, I don’t believe that you’re actually dating each other,” one of the women that had just been hanging off of Buck huffed, crossing her arms. “You should prove it.”
He arched an eyebrow. “And how do you expect us to prove it?”
The question was asked idly even as he stared at her with disdain. He was sure her answer would be something that you would find in one of those trashy romance novels that Buck sometimes read. Eddie would never admit to liking one, however, even if he knew that Buck was well aware that he stole them off of his bookshelf.
And he was proven right when her response was, “You should kiss him. I think that would prove it.”
His expression only got more unimpressed. He had no interest in voyeurs. “And why should I let you see what he looks like when I get my mouth on him?”
She spluttered as he turned a smile on his best friend to see him slowly turning red. Well, that was adorable. He might have to use more innuendos if it got Buck turning colors. That did not happen frequently since he was open about his sex life.
and deep in your soul, an unmendable ache
A poem about Eddie's breakdown in the end of s05e13: Fear-O-Phobia. - from Buck to Eddie
'Why me?' you whisper under your breath, 'Why am I still here, when I'd rather be dead?' And your heart beats violently inside your chest cause you can't take it back, can't clean up the mess. 'It's no use, what's the point? Everyone always dies,' you say as you look up, no hope in your eyes. There's blood on your knuckles and tears on your face, and deep in your soul, an unmendable ache. My love, let me sit with you here on the floor. Don't get up; rest your head, let your body restore. I know pain is a constant, your partner unseen, and you think you're too much, but you're not – not to me. Whether covered in bruises or unblemished skin, my feelings won't change; I'm always all in. And no matter the hopelessness dragging you down I swear on my life I will always be 'round. So open your fist and let go of the gun, allow me to lead you back into the sun. And no matter how hard you try to resist, I will always be so fucking glad you exist.
Written for @eddiediaz-week Tuesday prompts 'Why me?' and Whump.
Gyms and Balconies
"You know, sometimes I wonder what we're even doing here." Eddie raises an eyebrow. Julie rolls her eyes. "No, I know, but we could just. Join them, you know?" Eddie leans forward and puts his elbows on his knees. "But the view is so much better here." Julie follows his gaze down the balcony at where Buck is currently spotting Lucy. She needs a few moments to rip her eyes away from Lucy's arms. "Very true", she murmurs and grabs for a peanut. Her hand misses the bowl. Eddie starts laughing at her, so she throws one at him instead.
This is written for the prompt "Rare Pair" of @eddiediazweek
Pancakes or Waffles?|G|1553 Words
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Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley & Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley & Christopher Diaz, Christopher Diaz & Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley & Christopher Diaz & Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz
Characters: Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley, Christopher Diaz
Tags: Eddie Diaz Week 2024 (9-1-1 TV), yes please, Family Feels, Domestic Fluff, Domestic, Fluff, Family Fluff, Domestic Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley Takes Care of Eddie Diaz, Pre-Relationship Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Christopher Diaz is a National Treasure, Christopher Diaz Has Two Dads, Tired Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck" Buckley Cooks, Soft Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Soft Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)
Summary: Big weekend breakfast at the Diaz house.
Eddie Diaz Week - September 18 - Quote: "Yes, please.”
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Goose Egg|G|100 Words
Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Eddie Diaz & Isabel Diaz
Characters: Eddie Diaz, Isabel Diaz
Tags: Drabble, Hurt Eddie Diaz, Mild Hurt/Comfort
Summary: Eddie gets hit in the head.
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“Why did it have to be me?” he almost whined as he let Abuela fuss over him. Of course it could not have been one of his cousins, not when it was just days before he started at the Fire Academy. That would have been too convenient. Now he was going to go in with a nice bruise.
“Well, you should have been paying attention, Eddito,” she tutted. “You were the one that hung the piñata.”
He huffed a short sigh. Of course she was right, but that did not mean he wanted to admit it. “But still, why me?”
Buddie Poem / written for Eddie Diaz Week 2024
'I can, in fact, cook for myself' he says when he enters the room. His eyes are bright with a teasing light; his smile both warm and askew. 'I know you can, but I don't mind' –the reply comes swift as a dart. And though he knew, now he knows once more: Buck will always have his heart.
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Just A Little TLC|G|1.4K Words
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Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley & Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley & Christopher Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley & Christopher Diaz & Eddie Diaz
Characters: Eddie Diaz, Evan "Buck" Buckley, Christopher Diaz
Tags: Sick Eddie Diaz, Evan “Buck” Buckley Takes Care Of Eddie Diaz, Pre-Relationship Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Evan “Buck” Buckley Cooks, Domestic Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Christopher Diaz Has Two Dads
Summary: Eddie called out of work because he was sick. Everyone knew that meant that he had to be dying.
Eddie Diaz Week - Day One - Quote: “I can, in fact, cook for myself.” - SFW: Sick Eddie/Taken Care Of
Notes: can be read as gen or pre-relationship, though it was written as the latter
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