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Once upon a time, Eddie Diaz was a little boy in El Paso whose abuela read him fairy tales and told him if he was brave and kind and generous, he’d find a beautiful princess to live happily ever after with. The thirty-three year old Eddie Diaz in Los Angeles hasn’t thought about princesses in a hot sec, because his own kid preferred dinosaurs, and anyway, if he’s ever indulging in fantasies of happily ever after? It’s not with a princess. Not even close.
or, jee-yun buckley-han's third birthday party is in dire need of some fairy tale magic and buck's attempt to save the day might just be the thing that finally kills eddie
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13 Feb 2026
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“We should make it a road trip, Eddie! We never hang out anymore, Eddie! It’ll be so fun, Eddie!” Eddie mimics, his voice trailing as he disappears into the tiny bathroom connected to their Budget Queen motel room.
“We’re not stranded,” Buck scoffs. “And you weren’t saying that when you were stuffing your face with the tamales that I found, or the cherry pie that I read about.”
Or, there was only one bed. And a lot of bickering.
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12 Feb 2026
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Eddie’s phone rings from the bedside table. He reaches for it.
“There’s a hot guy in my bed,” Buck breathes the second he answers. “And I - - am freaking out.”
Or, Eddie’s last heterosexual thread snaps in a motel room. Buck needs to phone a friend about it.
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12 Feb 2026
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“It’s always pretty fun to see a former fuckboy from your grad school era bootycall list all domestic and settled down.”
“Right, uh,” Buck’s brain is very quickly piecing together the slow onceovers, no doubt cataloguing the matching sleep-soft sweatpants and cozy hoodies and unbrushed hair at breakfast-time on a weekday. The singular witnessed conversation regarding co-purchased home cleaning products. The lack of personal space followed by the hasty exit when made to interact with an ex of sorts. “He’s, uh, he’s actually my best friend.”
“Hey man, I love that for you. That’s the best way to do it, you know? Wish everyone got that in their relationship.” She's smiling very warmly at him. Buck’s sweating again.
“He’s my partner,” Buck stresses, as much emphasis on the word ‘partner’ as he can manage.
or, two boy best friends and an ex lover walk into a grocery store. everyone is on their normalest behaviour.
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11 Feb 2026
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“They’ll be ready by September,” he tells Buck, a little thickly.
“September,” Buck nods. “Good month. Summer end. We can make soup.”
Eddie turns to him. “Not too long away?”
“Nah,” Buck says, hand coming up to cup Eddie’s face. Eddie freezes, but Buck’s just using the pad of his thumb to oh-so-gently brush away a smudge of dirt on Eddie’s cheek. He keeps holding Eddie’s face for a moment more before dropping his hand, shifting to examine Eddie’s neatly planted rows of squash seeds. “Besides. They’re, uh. Worth waiting for.”
or, eddie’s growing a garden. buck might be the most firmly planted thing in it.
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10 Feb 2026
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It’s not even three minutes after he switches off the light that the door bangs open. Bangs open, not even an attempt at quietness.
“Eddie,” Buck stage-whispers, “you’re not asleep yet, right?”
“No,” Eddie grumbles, flicking on the light when Buck bumps heavily into something and swears. “But I could’ve been.”
“Eddie, Eddie,” Buck sings breathily, shucking his trousers and clambering onto the bed in just his boxers and a button-down shirt. “Why is there only one bed?”
“Um,” Eddie draws the comforter up to his chin, as if he can shield himself from the half-naked—oh, three-quarters naked, he’s pulling off his shirt now—Buck with just a duvet.
or, sharing a bed with your best friend is fine, usually, except for when your best friend is the particular combination of tipsy and stoned at his sister’s wedding that transforms him into 200 pounds of cuddlebug
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10 Feb 2026
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Mi media naranja. Half an orange, right? Like—two sides of the same coin, or something. A complementary coupla guys. A little silly, maybe, referring to a grown adult as a piece of fruit, but the sentiment is sweet enough.
“Hey,” Buck asks the girl beside him. “Um, Alba. She called Rosie ‘mi media naranja’. Like—half an orange? Is that a common saying in Mexico?”
“Oh, sure,” she nods. “It’s a pretty normal term of endearment. Cheesy as hell, but, well.” She gestures at where Eddie and the two women are sitting. Alba’s holding Rosie’s hand now. “When you’ve known each other that long and fit together that well… it’s just sweet.”
My most best friend. That’s what Alba said. That’s—well, that’s who Eddie is to him, essentially. And if what Eddie’s missing is a little affection in a language that feels like home, well. Buck can give that to him.
or, buck notices the lack of spanish terms of endearment in eddie’s life since his abuela died. so, he’s armed with what he’s been reliably informed is a totally normal thing to call your buddy. Operation Make My Best Friend Feel Cherished, as he’s named it on a trial basis in the privacy of his own head, is a-go
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10 Feb 2026
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Buck blinks. “You mean smoking?”
“No! I mean—yes. I mean—Jesus, Buck, do you know what you look like?”
Buck tilts his head the other way, which is even worse, somehow. “What exactly is this about…?”
“It’s about the fact that you smoke like it’s porn.”
Buck stares.
Eddie throws up his hands. “You smoke like it’s foreplay, okay?! I can’t—Jesus—I can’t think when you do it.”
Buck’s expression does a strange thing. It falters, shifts, and then slides into something dangerous.
"Wait,” Buck says, slow and low, “are you saying you’re into it?”
Or Eddie is really into Buck's new habit
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10 Jan 2026
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With a bakesale coming up for the LAFD, Buck's in dire need of flour, sugar, and eggs.
Eddie, for some reason, has never thought to bring Buck to Costco until now.Or: The Buddie at Costco fic that no one asked for
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- Part 1 of Buddie at Costco
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10 Dec 2025
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Eddie Diaz moves into a cheap L.A. frat house to stay close to his son—not to develop a crush on the loud, beautiful disaster in the next room.
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Five times lust ruined Eddie’s day, and one time he admitted it wasn’t just lust anymore.
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09 Dec 2025
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Scotland. Eddie’s heard that Scotland is great. He can live in the countryside, maybe in one of those castles older than sliced bread, haunting the cobblestone halls to remind visiting tourists of the importance of checking what picture you’ve selected when texting, lest you accidentally send a nude to your best friend.
It’s a big problem, he’s heard. In Scotland. That’s why he has to go there.
No other reason.
Or: Eddie Diaz and the mortifying ordeal of sending your best friend an accidental dick pic.
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06 Dec 2025
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Buck snorts. “Crush?”
Eddie tries to pull back. “Maybe I should take it up with Hen-”
“Hey,”
“I have a crush,” Eddie says firmly, as he gives up on breaking the embrace.
“You have a crush.”
“On…” Eddie forces himself to breathe.
“On?” Buck asks, holding his own breath.
You. you. you. You’re right. Crush is a stupid word. I’m in full stupid love with you.
“This guy,” is all Eddie manages before his throat gives out again.
It’s enough to shake the foundation of their core beings, though.
“Guy?”
“Guy.” Eddie confirms, nervous.
Buck pulls away like he’s been struck by lightning again. “That…no,”
Eddie sits up, confused. When he’d come out to Hen, she’d acted like it was the most obvious thing on Earth. And Buck knows him better than anyone on Earth.
“Yes,” he says, firmer than intended.
“You’re straight. And a renter.”
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Eddie confesses, Buck panics, shenanigans (sad) ensue.
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05 Dec 2025
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Eddie Diaz responds to a smoke alarm and discovers two things to be true: one, sage can absolutely cause chaos, and two, apparently he likes men now.
OR: A spiritual cleansing goes horribly, beautifully wrong.
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05 Dec 2025
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Christopher Diaz and the Very Normal Smoothie by paleredheadinascifi
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
02 Nov 2024
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"Out with it, please. What was in the smoothie?”
Christopher sighs. “I… can’t tell you. It won’t work if I tell you. Like a birthday wish.”
Or, Christopher makes them a normal, regular smoothie. He has absolutely no ulterior motives whatsoever.
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02 Dec 2025
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“You didn’t know he was doing this?” Taylor asks as she takes her phone back.
“I didn’t know we were dating,” Buck whispers, eyes tracking Eddie as he heads back to the table. Taylor laughs and quickly stops.
“Oh my god, you’re not joking. Well, good luck with uh - that,” Taylor snorts. She’s gone before Eddie sits back down, sliding two gin and sodas across the table towards Buck.or
The one where Buck didn’t know they were dating and Eddie is embracing whimsy (and isn’t as much of a technophobe as we think he is).
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13 Nov 2025
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"He isn’t expecting Buck.
But there he is, standing on the porch in jeans and a dark orange hoodie, his hair damp and starting to curl at the ends. There’s a grocery bag in one hand and wearing that easy, slightly lopsided grin that always manages to unravel Eddie’s defenses..."
Or, when Eddie has to bail on a hike with Buck to take care of a sick Christopher, he learns a little bit more about what's been in front of him the whole time and who his family really is.
*Fill for Fluffvember prompt day 6: "soup"Bookmarked by momentaryreader
06 Nov 2025
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He’s fairly sure, in some faraway part of his brain, that Eddie doesn’t mean for him to climb onto the couch, slot his legs between Eddie’s, and collapse on top of him — Eddie’s chest his new favorite pillow.
He does know that’s probably not what he meant. But it is what Buck does.
Or, Buck's so, so tired. What's he supposed to do but take a nap on top of Eddie?
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29 Oct 2025
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It starts with dinner. Then karaoke. Then a tipsy walk to a dusty old country bar where everyone is loudly, terribly attempting line dancing.
Everyone except Eddie.
He doesn’t dance.
(He does. He’s very good at it.)Bookmarked by momentaryreader
27 Oct 2025
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“Do you have a problem with heated blankets or something?”
Does Eddie have a problem with—yes, obviously he has a problem with heated blankets.
“We’re firefighters,” Eddie tries, attempting not to let on about his irrational hatred for an inanimate object. “We know better than to use heated blankets.”
Good, that was good. Rational, logical, excellent. Surely Buck will—
“Exactly,” Buck responds. “We’re firefighters. We know how to use them safely.”
“When I was a kid, my friend’s grandma had one catch fire while she was using it,” Eddie blurts out. “Is that what you want to happen to us while we’re sleeping?”
Buck snorts. “At least she wasn’t cold.”
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(Eddie hates heated blankets. Buck has a cuddly solution.)
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26 Oct 2025
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If you asked Eddie Diaz what grief felt like, he’d tell you it was a smoke alarm that never turned off.
If you asked him what denial felt like, he’d say it was standing in a strip club surrounded by objectively gorgeous women while his eyes—traitors—tracked one man through the crowd like a compass needle finding north.
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23 Oct 2025