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Buck would rather stab himself in the neck with a fork, thrice, than let Maddie and Eddie say a single word to each other.
His concern is that they will become friends. Allies. Allies United Against Buck. Comrades Who Know Too Much About Buck. A terrifying, powerful joint force that simply cannot ever exist.
He will make sure of it.
Or, so that Maddie and Eddie do not ever mingle, Buck meddles.
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Buck: embrace the homo
Eddie: ?
Buck: hope of missing out
like. u know
instead of fomo
(fear of missing out)Eddie: I know what FOMO is.
But sure
Embracing the homo.Buck makes a very embarrassing, somewhat pained noise, on account of being very embarrassed and also in pain.
His phone buzzes again.
Eddie: I didn’t get dressed anyway.
Can’t exactly show up in this haha
[Photo Attachment]OR: Buck and Eddie go to San Francisco for a gala. There, in an unfamiliar city, they embrace the homo.
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- Part 13 of ejo + 911
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“I’m a normal size.”
“No,” Buck says, insistent. “It’s— it’s thick, Eddie. Like— a real handful thick.”
Eddie ducks his head, swallowing hard. “I’m a— grower. By your definition. It gets bigger.”
Buck is still staring at him. Eddie does not look back. “Like an inch bigger?”
Grabbing his beer from the table, Eddie takes the last sip, hoping the chill of it will be some kind of cool balm over the flames within. It doesn’t help much. Quietly, he answers, “More.”
Buck gasps, loud and theatrical. “More?”
“Yes. Alright?” Eddie says tightly, his body flushes hotly. “More.”
A long second ticks by.
Abruptly and a little loudly, Buck asks, “Eddie, how big is your cock?”
Or: Buck finds out Eddie is hung. Seriously hung. This is mindblowing information to possess, apparently.
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- Part 17 of ejo + 911
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“Hey, Buck?” Christopher says. “How do you know you’re not in love with my dad?”
Buck freezes. A full body clench. “Uh,” he says. “Could you - - I think I - - sorry,” he laughs uncomfortably. “Could you repeat the question?”
“I asked Dad, but now I’m more confused. And you date men, right? But you don’t date Dad. So how do you know you don’t want to date Dad?”
Or, Christopher has some questions. He asks the two worst possible people.
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“You’re cheating,” Buck accuses.
“I’m winning,” Eddie pants, looking far too smug.
“I’m—” Buck tries to tug his arms free from Eddie’s hold to no avail. How is Eddie so damn strong? “I’m letting you.”
“You’re letting me pin you down? Do you like getting your ass handed to you, Buck?”
Heat floods Buck’s gut. He does like getting his ass handed to him. Or—no, well… he likes being pinned, or thrown against walls, or–or floors. But that’s different. That’s a sex thing. This is definitely not a sex thing. This is a bro thing. They’re bro-wrestling. Bro-housing. This is the most platonic thing Buck’s done in his entire life. He doesn’t know why he’s sweating.
Channelling his inner carpet python, he gives a determined wriggle, but Eddie’s hands tighten around his wrists. The feeling sends a shock through Buck’s spinal column.
Oh no.
Eddie, breathless and beautiful above him, repeats, “Say uncle.”
Breath stuttering out of him, Buck freezes.
Use your head, Buck thinks. His dick twitches. Then, panicked, the big one.
Or: Buck and Eddie wrestle over the remote. They forget the remote.
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- Part 16 of ejo + 911
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amourissima (you used to call me comme ça) by beetlesandstars, kryptonian
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
29 Mar 2026
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“Buck, seriously.” Eddie catches his eye, staring intently, attempting to beam the anxiety straight into Buck’s brain. “I know we’re both playing it cool, but… How are you not freaking out right now? I’m freaking out right now.”
Buck quirks an eyebrow. “I thought you didn’t panic.”
“I don’t,” Eddie insists. “But I woke up in the wrong body this morning, and I had to—” He lowers his voice, ducking closer to Buck. “I touched your dick, man. Which—you know.”
A violation of boundaries. A line that can’t be uncrossed. Something Eddie feels deeply guilty about.
“You touched my dick?” Buck asks, approximately one billion decibels louder than necessary.
The room around them stills.
Or: Buck and Eddie switch bodies. Chaos ensues.
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- Part 15 of ejo + 911
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“Gay Michael’s coming over for dinner tonight,” Bobby says conversationally, sliding a bowl of olives over to Buck.
Buck catches the bowl, and then freezes, eyes widening. “Gay… Michael? Since when do you call Michael Gay Michael?”
Ah. Well.
“It just slipped out,” Bobby admits. “I don’t usually.”
Buck’s eyebrows furrow, something like quiet devastation falling onto his face. “Cap, are— are you homophobic?”
At this, Bobby startles. “What? No. Gay Michael is my best friend.”
Or: Bobby calls it as he sees it.
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“Would you fire me?” Eddie follows up, because now he’s burning with desire to know. “If you were captain and I pulled something like that?”
“I would never fire you.”
“Why not?” Eddie folds his arms and quirks an eyebrow. “What about the chain of comm—”
“If you say chain of command, I will crash the car,” Buck interjects.
908 coda. Eddie stops keeping some secrets of his own, he and Buck talk, and Eddie discovers that fear may very well be the thief of joy.
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“It’s not a crush, I’m a grown man,” Eddie counters, setting his mug down. He crosses his arms and tries not to fidget. “That’s silly.”
“What, so you’re in love with him?”
The question hits him somewhere near his ribcage. Eddie has to actively use every part of his brain to respond, correctly. Without—saying anything crazy. “Buck, he’s a famous singer.”
...or, Eddie has a crush on Orville Peck, who totally does not look like Buck.
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Eddie wakes suddenly and violently, nearly throwing himself off the bed before he grasps at the sheets, eyes finding Buck in the dark.
Buck, who is sitting up in bed, panting, with a hand pressed to his chest.
“Buck? Buck, you okay?” Eddie rasps, voice thick with sleep.
“Racism wasn’t enough,” Buck slurs, barely coherent. “Had to frame me for murder, too.” A pause. Then, a huff of breath, followed by, “Naturally.”
Eddie blinks. Blinks again. “What?”
As if he’d never said anything at all, Buck lies back down, eyes already closed. Within seconds, he’s snoring.
Eddie wrestles with the urge to wake him again. Clearly, he’d been having some sort of nightmare, but— it seems he shook himself out of it? Probably?
“Okay,” Eddie breathes to himself, slowly settling back under the covers. “Night, then.”
OR: Buck has a nightmare about Tommy and subsequently breaks up with him. Unrelated to this (allegedly), Eddie dreams about The Bachelor.
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- Part 3 of ejo + 911
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“What’s your face doing?”
Buck makes an affronted noise, shooting Eddie a look. “My face isn’t doing anything.”
“Yes, it is.”
“No, it’s not.”
“Yes, it is.”
“Eddie. It’s not.”
“Yes, it–”
“I’m horny,” Buck blurts. Instantly, his face flushes, body going warm with humiliation. Eddie’s eyes go comically wide.
Or: Buck's really trying to keep it in his pants. Eddie's not exactly keen on letting him do so.
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Incoming call- Eddie Diaz
MISSED CALL. VOICEMAIL LEFT.
“Hi Buck, it's Eddie. Hope you get this, since the cell signals still seems a bit messy and stuff. I just wanna say thanks? For today, after work. You didn’t need to help me with Chris, and helping out with my car and getting us home after the quake. Just let me know if there is anything I can do to help make up for it, because I owe you a big one man.
Anyways, you have my number now. Thanks, again.”
END OF VOICEMAIL.
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Buck and Eddies relationship throughout the years, as told by their voicemail inbox.
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“Is everything OK up here?” Buck hears Eddie’s voice so he stands, pivoting quickly and watching as Eddie quickens his pace. “Jesus, Buck. I leave you alone for a few hours and you –”
Sneeze. Sneeze.
“Motherfucker –” Buck covers his mouth and nose as he’s assaulted with too many more sneezes to count, nearly falling over with the last one of the spree nearly a full minute later. “Kill me. Somebody kill me.” He can’t believe he jinxed himself. At least it wasn’t a nosebleed?
“What’s going on?” Eddie asks his question a different way and spins around a few times, but Buck watches everyone shrug.
“Eddie, I think I’m cursed,” Buck whines desperately and falls back down onto the couch.
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The one where Buck somehow jinxes himself into sneezing, and Ravi suggests a resolution: Eddie should kiss Buck.-
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“We asked for mauve,” Eddie says sharply and suddenly. He doesn’t mean to say anything at all, but the words force themselves past his lips and into the room before he can grab them back. “So, no, actually. Lilac isn’t acceptable.”
“Eddie?” Buck asks, sounding flabbergasted.
It’s unfair. Because they asked for mauve. Explicitly and multiple times. Eddie knows this because Buck had spent an hour talking to him about the cohesive but playful mix of mauve and sage green after a 48-hour shift, and Eddie had listened. He hadn’t fallen asleep like his body desperately wanted to, but he’d laid in bed, looked at the thousandth Pinterest photo that Buck had shown him, and nodded along because he liked how Buck had lit up whenever he showed a sliver of interest.
How hard is it to get the correct linens?
or: Eddie worries about Clipboard Buck’s appearance before their wedding and becomes a bit of a Groomzilla along the way.
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“Oh my God,” Buck says as cold, certain clarity seeps through him. “I know why I’m upset.”
He can barely bring himself to open his eyes. When he finally manages to find the courage, he sees Ravi looking at him with eager anticipation.
“Yes?” Ravi prompts, leaning forward. He waves a hand encouragingly at Buck. “Go on?”
“I think,” Buck says slowly, “I’m in love with Hen.”
Or: Buck wildly misinterprets his jealousy over Hen and Eddie being partners.
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“They just follow it around, copying it and helping it and bothering it so much that it's like, worn down into loving the duckling back and looking out for it.”
“So,” said Eddie, furrowing his brow. “In this scenario, you are—”
“A baby duckling, newly hatched into the world with no idea what’s going on.”
“And I am—”
“The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes.”
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Eddie has no idea how to cope when a temporary case of amnesia causes the return of Buck 1.0. Buck has no clue why his future self hasn't made the moves on his hot best friend. It all goes pretty well, considering.
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“I swear, this doesn’t normally happen to me.”
He didn’t normally run along trying to justify himself either, but it didn’t matter, because his date — Mia? Maya? — was already halfway out the door.
“Hey, man, you don’t have to justify yourself to me… just maybe don’t go calling yourself Firehose if the hose is lacking… water pressure.”
Buck was going to jump out a window.
“I don’t lack water pressure, okay, this has really never happened before. And Firehose is old, I didn’t even realise that name was still attached to the profile but—”
She sighed, “We’re not dating, Bock.” Buck’s brows wrinkled, “this was meant to be a short hookup, and your hook just isn’t going up, so I’m gonna head out.”
Before Buck could even argue any further, Meena was gone.
Or maybe it was Milla.
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Eddie leaves and Buck tries to fuck about it. Instead, he fails miserably and repeatedly, gets a cat and makes some discoveries.
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“Which do you think makes you feel most loved?”
Eddie thought for a long moment. Too long, maybe. Then he shrugged, “Honestly, Buck? I have no idea.”
Buck’s brows pinched up. “What do you mean? When have you felt the most loved?”
“Don’t make a big thing of this, Buck. Promise?”
Buck made a show of crossing his heart, brows still raised curiously.
“I’m not sure I’ve ever… really felt loved in a relationship? I’m not convinced that I know what makes me feel loved…”
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After finding out that Eddie doesn't know what his love language is, Buck sets about finding out for him. He begins a five week experiment, one for each love language, to figure out which will make Eddie feel the most loved.
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I guess your mama didn't know the gift she got when she got you by disasterbuck
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
25 Jan 2025
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Tired of his mom's nagging, Eddie tells a lie that spirals wildly out of control.
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"He has someone else he can go to," Eddie said automatically, Buck's smiling face flashing into his mind.
"Your friend Buck doesn't count," she said dismissively, and Eddie felt his hackles rising defensively. "I'm talking about a partner, Eddie. Someone who will commit to being with you and Christopher for the rest of your lives."
"Buck is committed," Eddie said before he could think about what he was saying. "He's not going anywhere."
There was a pause on the other end of the line.
"When you say committed…" she asked hesitantly, voice trailing off.
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- Part 4 of Eddie Diaz Week 2024
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If Buck could go back to all those weeks ago and tell himself that this idea would place at the top of the list of his monumentally stupid ideas, he would do it in a heartbeat. He would knock some sense into his own head, or let Maddie do it for him.
But here he is now, and a time machine, unfortunately, hasn’t been invented yet.
Here he is now, with Eddie boring into his eyes after that. After realizing he’s been caught red-handed. Except, the implication Eddie’s just made means he’s been sitting on this. And, holy hell.
Eddie breathes out, his chest puffing out noticeably.
“Not so quick to answer when the tables are turned, are you?”
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OR Buck ends up asking Eddie the thirty-six questions to fall in love. And really, what’s the worst that could happen?
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