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it's nice to hear your voice again (i've waited all day long) by bucksprideflag
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
31 Oct 2025
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It’s not real. It’s not real. It can’t be.
He’s hallucinating. A concussion. Hell, maybe this is some sort of purgatory.
“Fuck,” he rasps, the word torn from him as a cough shakes his body. Copper floods his tongue. He blinks, disoriented, and Bobby’s still there, solid, impossibly so, haloed in dust.
“You’re not real,” Buck croaks.
“Maybe,” Bobby says with a small shrug, the ghost of a smile tugging at his lips. “Or maybe death sent me as a kindness.”
“You’re not real,” Buck insists again, the words cracking apart.
“I’m real enough,” Bobby murmurs. “Now breathe.”
Buck tries. It hurts, sharp, jagged, but the air finds its way into his lungs. He coughs, choking on dust and tears as the collapsing world bleeds back into sound. When he opens his eyes again, Bobby’s still there, steady, unshakable, holding the weight of Buck’s grief in his gaze. He nods downward.
“Put pressure on that before you bleed out, dumbass.”
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When Buck gets trapped during an earthquake, he’s forced to confront the one thing he’s been running from — grief.
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Buck doesn’t know when it starts. Maybe it’s in April—a passing comment from someone, a commercial on TV, a casual conversation at the firehouse about brunch reservations and flower deliveries. Or maybe it’s earlier than that, creeping in quietly, unnoticed, curling around the edges of his mind.
Or maybe it’s now, when a single Mother’s Day card display catches his eye at Target—rows of pastel envelopes and flowery script, shouting For the World’s Best Mom!
He doesn’t understand it. It’s been nine months since his mom died, and for the most part, he’s fine. Better than fine, even. That week of complicated grief—of breakdowns, apple pie and snow—feels like a lifetime ago. He made it through. He put himself back together. He learned how to carry what he couldn’t put down.
And yet, here he is.
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The first Mother's Day after Margaret Buckley dies, Buck is faced with the grief he thought he had left behind in Hershey.
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- Part 2 of The View Between Villages (Extended)
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i’m still angry at my parents (for what their parents did to them) by bucksprideflag
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
19 Feb 2025
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Olive is so small as she shifts against his chest, her fingers finding the fabric of his shirt, clutching as tight as her tiny fist will allow.
Eddie stills, watching in quiet awe, memorizing every detail—the delicate slope of her nose, the curve of her barely-there smile, the way her lashes brush against her cheeks. He traces her features with his eyes, like if he studies them long enough, they’ll etch themselves into his memory forever.
"I’m here," he whispers, shifting his hold just enough to press a kiss to her impossibly soft temple. She exhales a tiny, contented sigh, her fingers loosening their grip. "I’m not going anywhere."
The words catch against the lump in his throat.
He wants to believe them. He needs to believe them.
But the doubt lingers, curling in the back of his mind like an old wound that never quite healed.
Because he said the same thing once before.
And then he left.
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Olive Isabel Diaz is born, Eddie grapples with his fear of abandonment and discovers that, maybe, it’s finally okay to stay.
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“My mom died,” Buck says flatly, like reciting a fact he read somewhere. He adds a small shrug, as if that explains it. It doesn’t feel real. The words sit in the air, weightless and strange.
Eddie frowns. Bobby shifts closer.
“Are you okay?” Bobby asks gently.
Buck blinks at him, then gives a quick nod, too fast to be convincing. “Yeah,” he says. His voice is thin, brittle. “Did you want me to start lunch? I was thinking maybe that cheesy broccoli bake.”
Eddie’s brows knit together. “Buck…” he says carefully, voice low and steady.
“Or chili,” Buck continues, his hands smoothing out a crease in his jacket like that’s the thing that matters. “I think we’ve got enough ground beef.”
“Buck,” Eddie says again, firmer this time.
Buck’s hands still. He finally looks up, meeting Eddie’s eyes.
Oh.
His mom died.
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Margaret Buckley dies, and Buck tries to navigate grief, develops a complex relationship with apple pie, while Eddie, as always, is there.
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- Part 1 of The View Between Villages (Extended)
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if you were a waiting room, i would never see a doctor by bucksprideflag
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
22 Jan 2025
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And then, from somewhere in the crowd, a familiar voice calls out: “Where’s the patient?”
Buck freezes.
He turns, and there’s Diaz—Dr. Arrogant Himself—striding toward them in dark blue scrubs, exuding confidence like he owns the place.
“Why are you here?” Buck blurts out before he can stop himself.
Diaz doesn’t even glance at him. “Where’s the patient?” he repeats, addressing Bobby instead.
Sure, Eddie Diaz is a surgeon. Fine. But this is their domain—firefighters saving lives in impossible situations—and Buck can’t shake the feeling that Diaz doesn’t trust them to handle it. The arrogance practically radiates off him, rubbing Buck raw with every calm, clipped instruction.
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The one where Buck is a firefighter and Eddie is a trauma surgeon but they still manage to find their way to each other.
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The dead Margaret Buckley universe
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Three months later, things are mostly back to normal.
And then there's an accident.
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27 Nov 2024
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“It’ll go fine.” Howie advised. “I don’t like the idea of you being there alone,” he joked with a small little smile. “But it’ll be okay.”
“I’m not alone.” Maddie teased with a matching smile of her own.
“You’re right.” Howie conceded. “You have our scary baby girl to hold everyone off.”
Maddie snorted. “I meant -.”
“I know what you meant.” Howie sobered. “I like the idea of him being there even less.”
Maddie’s stomach jolted. “Do you think I made a mistake?” She asked cautiously. “Should I have told him not to come?”
Howie waved a hand to the side. “Nah,” he shrugged. “We both know Buck’s going to Buck.”
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Or, realizing that the family that you need has been beside you all along.
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20 Sep 2024
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probably my one and only buddie mcd fic this is so depressing to write
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