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It’s winter in Hawkins, and Mike and Will aren’t speaking anymore. Living in Mike’s house, Will tries to be invisible, spending most of his time in the basement.
Then the power goes out — and if there’s one thing he dreads more than facing Mike, it’s the cold.
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Seven nights in which Mike and Will have to sleep in the same bed, even though they’re barely friends anymore.
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14 Dec 2025
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just thee byler fic
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Maybe he just needs to meet the right person. That’ll help with the giant best friend-shaped hole in his chest. He clicks the end of his pen and writes:
I’ll meet the love of my life tomorrow.
Or, Buck's journal grants wishes. It's not his fault that the only things he wants are the things he can't have.
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28 Sep 2025
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JUST BANGER AFTER BANGER
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Buck has always lived in a world drained of color—until the day he meets Eddie Diaz, his soulmate, and suddenly everything bursts into vibrant hues. But there’s a catch: Eddie can’t see the change. As Buck navigates the dizzying brightness of new feelings alone, he must find a way to bridge the gap between them—or risk losing the chance at love forever.
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- Part 43 of Buddie Fanfics
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Bucklecup: I really like your moustache. it’s very girthy. really solid.
Eddito: girthy?????????????
Eddito: did you just text me at 7pm on a wednesday evening to tell me my moustache is GIRTHY????
Bucklecup: honestly, i’m kinda surprised you haven’t blocked me yet, eds
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Buck gets drunk-dared to send Eddie one cheeky text every day for 50 days. Eddie loses his mind. TW for the cringiest pickup lines in existence.
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He’s so close. But Buck’s face sways even closer, eyes hyper-focused on Eddie’s mouth, like he wants to ensure that what he whispers next make its way inside:
“The quiet, closeted catastrophe of Edmundo Diaz—performed nightly for an audience of none.”
Eddie flinches. For a second, all the noise in his head goes silent.
“W-what—” Eddie’s voice cracks and he’s trying to frown, trying to be mad, but he feels exposed, so his words come out broken, confused. “What’s that supposed to mean?”or: buck fights back during the kitchen scene in 8x17 and it sends eddie spiralling
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27 May 2025
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holy fucking shit you guys
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“Well, tattoos can look like almost anything.” Buck lifts his other arm to show Christopher the null sign on his inner elbow. “Your dad’s is script– uh, words, like this one–” he twists to display the quote on the outside of his forearm. “But I have some that are just shapes.”
Chris nods at this thoughtfully. “Can you color them?”
Buck grins. “You can get them in color, yeah. But all of mine are black.”
Chris glances at his markers, then back at Buck’s arm. “Can I color them?”
And, well. They’re just Crayolas.
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For the 9-1-1 Actions Gotcha for Gaza prompt "Chris likes using markers to color in Buck's tattoos and as he gets older, he starts designing them."
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“I have a bottle of champagne, four champagne flutes, one engagement ring to go into one of those champagne flutes, and a note to deliver it all to table 34 with dessert,” Tomas explains, wide-eyed, throwing his hand back to the prep station where said champagne is waiting on ice next to four flutes and a small ring box.
“Okay?”
“Okay so there’s two men and two women and I have no idea who’s getting proposed to. I’m not even 100% on who came with who."
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Or, EddieAna and BuckTaylor double date and it ruins everyone's night.
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Eddie snaps the picture, and sends it to Buck without thought.
New neighbour stopped by to welcome me
Eddie had been drinking his coffee, sitting outside on his back porch, trying not to get overwhelmed at all the shit he still had to do at his new place. The bird, a sweet little thing with a yellow face, was a nice distraction, flitting around, probably looking for food through the overgrown garden. It doesn’t take more than three minutes before his phone buzzes with Buck’s response.
think thats a verdin!!! so cool!!
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I See The Fire Glow by WaveringFyre
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV), 9-1-1 (TV) RPF, I Saw the TV Glow (2024)
20 Feb 2025
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A movie night was meant to be simple, one last ritual before Eddie leaves for Texas. But as the screen flickers, he sees himself in its glow, a future he never chose staring back at him. The weight of reality breaks him.
Buck doesn’t have all the answers, but he stays. In the hush of a dimly lit room, between quiet confessions and a touch that steadies, Eddie lets himself be seen. And for the first time, he reaches back.
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“But how do you—? I mean, how do you know you’re gay?” asks Buck. “You’re talking about your lack of attraction to women, but surely, there must’ve been some sort of indication that you’re into men?”
Eddie nods. “Yeah. My childhood friend. I think I loved him. And—”
Eddie doesn’t finish the thought. He merely bores into Buck’s eyes, pleadingly.
And oh.
Oh.
“M-me?” Buck stutters out, warm all over.
“You,” Eddie confirms. “You are my sip of juice. My joy.”
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Eddie freezes at the doorway, tray in hand, the voices drifting from inside stopping him cold.
“Oh, your stepdad doesn’t live with you?” Mark asks, gesturing to a framed photo of Buck and Christopher.
There’s a beat of silence—too long, too loaded.Eddie’s heart stutters, thudding hard against his ribs as he waits, breath held. God's really decided to test him today.
Then Christopher answers, casually, like it’s the easiest thing in the world. “No… he lives in L.A.”
or Eddie overhears a conversation between Christopher and his friend, then proceeds to spiral about being in love with Buck while also being insanely jealous of 118's new recruit
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“Most babies are born as accidents,” She says suddenly, like she’s decided that Buck has passed, that she can trust him with this.
Buck doesn’t really have an answer because that question hits way to fucking close to home. A year or so ago he would have said, yes, I was an accident, so I know how that goes, but Buck knows better now. Knows that he would almost give anything for that answer to still be yes. Evie’s finger works under the seal to rip it open, a stack of important looking papers dumping out onto the table in front of her.
“Not me,” she says without looking up as she organizes them into a neat stack, “I was engineered.”
And.
And Buck’s pretty fucking sure a giant, cataclysmic hole has ripped right open, dragging him down to the earth’s core where he vaporizes into dust.
{or Buck meets another savior baby and everything comes crashing down}
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Missing Chris is less of an emotion these days and more of a physical entity. He’s sure everyone can see that he’s slowly hollowing himself out, that he can’t do much of anything else.
But when Jee laughs at him trying to get his tongue to touch his nose, and Mara loops one of her arms through his to keep him from tossing the rest of his cup in the garbage, Eddie feels solid again.
Maybe he likes yellow birthday cake ice cream after all.
(or, gerrard messes with the team's schedules and eddie 'i just drove my son to flee the state' diaz is the only option to watch mara and jee-yun after school on tuesdays, which, shouldn't be a problem at all, right?)
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"I don’t like oranges.”
“Since when?” Eddie frowns. “You used to love oranges.”
Christopher shrugs. “I don’t like them anymore.”
And that’s fine, really. Tastes change. Christopher doesn’t have to like oranges.
It’s just that he does. Christopher loves oranges. Christopher has loved oranges since the first time he tasted one, Eddie watching on over a shaky video call from the desert.Or, Eddie knows his kid, and his kid loves oranges. Buck knows both of them better than Eddie realized. He shows it in various citrus-based ways.