#soft eddie diaz

[mairaiscarrierofthepaperclips]

Buck: Can you do the thing?

Eddie: What thing?

Buck: You know, the thing that makes me happy.

Eddie. Oh. *smiles*

Buck, quietly: Thanks.

#911 fox #incorrect 911 quotes #911 incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #incorrect buddie quotes #911 buddie #911 #buddie #quotes #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buck x eddie #meme humor #theyre in love your honor #so in love #Soft Eddie Diaz #Soft Evan Buckley #Love

[buddie-buddie]

be the lightning in me (strike relentless)

co-writer: @princessfbi 6x12 coda - 1.3k - g - read on ao3

“You died, Buck. You’re gonna feel a lot of different ways about that. Sometimes all at the same time. I found the best way to process it is to… allow yourself to feel it.”

“How do you feel about that?” The question’s been burning at the tip of Buck’s tongue since he first woke up, since he came out of the coma. Since he first saw the darkness hiding beneath Eddie’s relieved smile– lingering in his features, clinging to the shadows beneath his eyes and the stubble across his jaw. 

Ever since, the question’s been swimming in his mind, itching at his skin, begging to be asked. To be answered. 

Eddie sighs, suddenly very much occupied with trimming the crusts off of Christopher’s sandwich. “Buck–”

“No, I– I’m serious,” Buck presses. He has to know. He can’t bear it any longer. “E-Everyone keeps asking me how I feel. But who’s asking you?”

Eddie sets the knife down on the counter with a small huff. He walks over to the fridge, completely dodging the question. “You think Chris would rather have blueberries or grapes?”

“Grapes,” Buck doesn’t miss a beat. “Eddie.” Buck pushes because Eddie is the one person who pushes back and Buck doesn’t know why Eddie won’t even look at him. 

“Don’t ask me that, Buck.” 

It isn’t a request. 

Buck’s breath hitches, trapped somewhere in the back of his throat because it isn’t a request. It isn’t a command. It isn’t anything more than a raw, unfiltered plea from somewhere deep in Eddie’s chest. 

Buck doesn’t move. Moving feels dangerous. Like he’s waiting for lightning to strike again, but instead of him, it’s Eddie up on that ladder. 

But he needs Eddie to push back. How else is Buck supposed to remember that any of this is real? 

“Why not?” He asks, just as raw. Just as much of a plea. Maybe even a little more desperate.  

There’s something unreadable in Eddie’s expression. His voice is quiet when he speaks, rough in a way it only ever gets when thick with emotion. “Because I don’t want to lie to you.”

“Then don’t.” He swallows around the dryness that’s suddenly appeared in his throat. “I died.” Saying it out loud, saying it seriously , for the first time makes his heart slam into his ribcage. 

“Yeah.” Eddie draws in a long, shaky breath, He scrubs his hand over his face, his chest rising and falling slowly. He doesn’t say anything for a moment. A moment Buck clings to because he’s starting to understand just how much can be missed in a moment. Eddie braces himself against the countertop, fists clenching so tight his knuckles turn white. “It felt like a part of me died, too.”

The push. Buck feels it as the words nudge against his chest and find their way in between his ribs. The words are frank, strong. But they feel like they could shatter any second anyway.  

“Why?”

“You know why.”

Buck holds his breath. “Pretend I don’t.”

“Because when your heart stopped so did mine.” Eddie says, brave and heartbroken all at once. His gaze cuts to Buck and it’s like being struck by lightning all over again. “I love you.”

Eddie’s never said that before. Not without man or dude tacked onto the end of it. And never with such a softness to it. Never with the words dripping with reverence. Never like this. It sends Buck into a tailspin, his chest squeezing and his heart pounding as he replays the three words over in his mind. His pulse hammers in his ears. 

“Eddie,” he breathes. 

Eddie’s chin trembles before he bites his cheek and looks away. “You were just hanging there and I– I couldn’t pull you up.” His voice breaks.

“I’m sorry.” The shaky edge to Buck’s voice wasn’t there a minute ago. 

The sound Eddie barks out is harsh and catches in his nose as he shakes his head. “You don’t—”

He stops himself with a hand to his mouth, pushing away the bite of his words. Eddie curls his arms around himself like he’s trying to hold himself from splitting in two and it makes something in Buck ache. 

“You don’t have to apologize for being struck by lightning, Buck,” Eddie says, softer, gentler but just as certain. There’s forgiveness in his eyes all the same. 

Buck rises from his barstool, walking around the island until he’s closed the distance between them. He reaches for Eddie’s hands, taking them in his own as he meets Eddie’s eyes. “And you don’t have to blame yourself for what happened to me.”

Eddie’s gaze drops and Buck knows what Eddie’s instincts were telling him. He knows because his own are screaming at him to do the same, begging himself to stop exposing the throbbing live wire of a nerve they’d bandaged and pretended wasn’t hurting. 

Eddie barely gets the space to swerve before Buck is grabbing onto the first thing he can reach. Eddie’s hips are warm and soft beneath the harsh fabric of his jeans, giving to the slight pressure of Buck’s fingertips as he holds on. 

Eddie swallows, trying to back away, but Buck follows because if he doesn’t, he doesn’t think he would be able to find this moment again. The counter keeps them pinned and Buck dips down to catch Eddie’s eyes again. 

“Eddie,” he breathes. He’s too close. Close enough that he can count the number of endless lashes framing those hazel eyes. Close enough he can see the heartache swimming behind them. The hope, too. “I’m right here.”

Eddie’s mouth trembles. “But you weren’t.”

“I know,” Buck says. He has the sore chest and the bruises and the lightning branded into his skin to prove it. 

“Three minutes, Buck,” Eddie says, his words wet and thick with emotion fighting to break free from his resolve. “For three minutes you weren’t here. And I-I-I can’t…”

“I love you,” Buck says. Pushes because maybe that’s what they both need. Eddie’s eyes flutter closed as he exhales and Buck pushes again. “I love you, too.” The words roll off his tongue effortlessly, like they’ve been waiting a lifetime for the chance. Maybe they have been.

Eddie’s face twitches before he opens his eyes again. Strong, shaky fingers tangle in his t-shirt, holding him there like Eddie doesn’t want Buck to float away. 

Not even a hurricane could’ve made Buck move then. 

Eddie’s eyes shine as his fingers brush against Buck’s cheek. He touches him like he’s special, not like he’s fragile. Like he’s something precious. 

Buck presses his forehead against Eddie’s and a small breath from Eddie ghosts across Buck’s lips. The moment stretches between them like infinity and Buck breathes through the tension of it. 

“Please,” Buck manages, the word hanging between them in the space between their lips. 

Eddie kisses him and everything settles. The uncertainty snapping like static at the base of his spine softens and the low hum that’s been buzzing beneath Buck’s skin goes quiet. 

His blood sings as he melts into Eddie’s touch. 

A low sigh escapes his lips as Eddie pulls away too soon and Buck can’t help but chase after him. 

“I love you,” Buck murmurs. He doesn’t think he’ll ever tire of saying it, doesn’t think he’ll ever lose sight of the wonder that comes from being in love with Eddie and from being loved by Eddie in return. 

Eddie kisses him again and Buck’s breath hitches, warmth exploding behind his chest. He makes a tiny, contented noise in the back of his throat. He’s never felt more alive. 

Buck was dead, but Eddie brought him back. In more ways than one. 

Eddie breathes life into him in a way he hadn’t realized he so desperately needed, clinging to the inside of his lungs and permeating his soul on the deepest level. They’re two halves of one whole. 

Eddie brings their joined hands to his lips and lets his lips ghost across Buck’s knuckles. And with that, the last of the ache in Buck’s chest ebbs away like the tide beneath a full moon, his heart called home to Eddie’s like waves to the sea.

#thank u to my ride or die bestie girl princessfbi for the assist on this one!!! #truly could not have done it without her #not to mention #it's so fun writing fic with your friends!! #10/10 recommend #6x12 #911 spoilers #9-1-1 #9-1-1 fox #911 #911 fox #buddie #buck and eddie #buck x eddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #my writing #soft eddie diaz #soft evan buckley #buddie fic #6x12 coda

[fromxxthexxashes]

With Great Power Comes Great Pining (10485 words) by Princessfbi Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Bobby Nash, Howie "Chimney" Han, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson Additional Tags: Pining Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Mutual Pining, Idiots in Love, Eddie Diaz Loves Evan "Buck" Buckley, Soft Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Soft Evan "Buck" Buckley, Mind Reading, Post lightning strike, Protective Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Fluff and Humor, idiots to lovers, Buck just forced into having to listen to Eddie saying nice things about him, Embarrassed Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie's just really gone for him, Telepathy Summary:

It was the lightning strike. That had to be it. It was the only logical conclusion. Though, when it comes to being able to suddenly read people’s minds, Buck supposed there wasn’t a whole lot of logic involved.

Well… Not people. Just... One person’s mind.

Just… Eddie’s mind. 

Notes: A nice little one-shot that features Buck and Eddie being absolutely head over heels for each other, behaving like the idiots in love that they are. 

#buddie #buddie fic rec #911 #911 abc #911 fic rec #evan buckley #evan buck buckely #eddie diaz #pining eddie diaz #mutual pining #idiots in love #soft evan buckley #soft eddie diaz #post lightning strike #fluff and humor #protective eddie diaz #idiots to lovers #10k #teen and up audiences #though I would consider it more mature based on the dream scene

[sterekstuckony]

I Wanna Cry, I Wanna Love

Eddie has nightmares about Buck trapped under the fire truck.

For @smilingbuckley .

Read on AO3 :))

#buddie #eddie has nightmates #this life we choose #post fire truck explosion #soft eddie diaz #soft evan buckley #911 abc #911 fox #eddie x buck #buddie fanfic #buddie fic #my first fic

[evanbuckleyrecs]

This Is The Night (It's a Beautiful Night)

Written by Kwills91

Words: 2,660

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationship: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)

Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Howie "Chimney" Han, Bobby Nash

Additional Tags: Valentine's Day, Fluff and Angst, Oblivious Evan "Buck" Buckley, Pining Evan "Buck" Buckley, Evan "Buck" Buckley is a little bit of an idiot, Soft Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Eddie Diaz is a Little Shit (9-1-1 TV), First Dates, First Kiss, Getting Together, Love Confessions, Not Beta Read, Misunderstandings

Summary

Buck feels like an idiot. Really. It’s not a new feeling, by any means. He’s definitely got things wrong before. Especially when it comes to things like romance. Especially when it comes to Eddie.

But he’d really thought they’d been heading somewhere. Really thought something was happening between the two of them. After his disastrous date with Marisol, and him subsequently deciding to do some “soul searching”–Buck doesn’t think he’s ever been so shocked to hear any words coming out of Eddie’s mouth, but those had almost made him choke on his coffee–to decide what he really wanted, and after things had fizzled out with Natalia, their schedules too conflicting for either of them to really have enough time to invest in building a relationship or develop any feelings beyond just like, Buck had thought he and Eddie had turned a corner.

***

Buck thinks he and Eddie are heading somewhere, but then Eddie announces he has a date for Valentines day and Buck pines. He's also a little oblivious.

#911 #buddie #911 on abc #buddie fanfic rec #buddie fanfiction #first kiss #getting together #rated g #misunderstanding #first dates #love confessions #pining evan buckley #oblivious evan buckley #fluff and angst #soft eddie diaz #Eddie diaz is a little shit #2 3k #valentines day

[sunshinedawn]

We fell fast and hard, how'd it get this bad? [completed, yay]

buddie | 12.4k | mature

Summary: Several months ago, Buck got into a relationship, one he was certain would distract him from his current downward fall into love for Eddie.

Instead, Buck wears long sleeves, panics easily, and is hiding away his biggest secret.

Nick hits him.

The team doesn't know, yet , and if they find out, Buck knows it won't be pretty.

If only Buck knew how right he was.

Warnings: domestic abuse (not super graphic, but always caution), violence, angst, manipulation, temporary character death, possibly triggering scenes.

Pairing: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz

Excerpt: (this is from chapter one)

“Buck.” Eddie called. His stomach was tight, anxiety curling, and worry for Buck making his hands close into fists. Was Nick the danger that set off Eddie’s worry?

Buck turned. “Yeah?” Eddie was standing in the middle of the room, his face full of concern.

“You know if you were in any sort of danger, you can come to me, right?”

Buck’s stomach full of anxiety sloshed up to his throat as nausea hit him. “I know, Eds.”

Eddie didn’t look convinced but he let it go. Buck needed to know how safe Eddie would be for him, he needed someone to run too. “I love you, Buck.”

Buck’s heart fluttered, he knew of Eddie’s struggle with those three words. Eddie was trying so hard to say them, especially to those he truly cared about. He had only ever said them to Christopher and Shannon, and as of tonight, Buck. “I love you too, Eddie.”

I've finally released the whole fic now, so it's finished. it's four chapters, and I do have a couple extra scenes in the works that'll be out in a few days. I'm gonna repeat, I don't get too graphic with the abuse, but Buck does get slapped, yelled at, and things are thrown. I don't think it could be triggering to someone who hasn't been a victim, but you never know, so victim or not, exercise caution, as you should with any fic. Thank you for reading!!!!

[read on ao3 here]

#fanfiction #angst #ao3fic #buckley diaz family #evan buckley #firefam #9-1-1 #eddie diaz #buddie #soft eddie diaz #worried eddie diaz #no seriously this man is going to give himself an ulcer #911fox #bobby nash #domestic abuse #if you are a victim of abuse like this #please #reach out for help

[wildlife4life]

There’s only one place to start really, Hen/Chim friendship for the win! Wow. My heart was in my throat the entire time Chim and Hen were trapped with that mad man. And holy shit, I know we didn’t like Jonah, but the actor blew the creepy hero god complex insanity out of the water. I was creeped out! And Aisha, oh girl, broke my heart and will need to provide therapy.

Wish the theory that Buck was taking care of Chris paned out, but we still go an adorable fire husband moment before Eddie left. And speaking of Eddie… his sass is unmatched and finally showing vulnerability in front of his father. Omg. And he’s finally, finally stating he wants to be better for himself. He wants to love himself, be himself. I just love that man and his journey.

Buck and Taylor…. Well that’s coming to an end and I’m so happy. Not only because it’s just not a good relationship but Taylor’s redemption arc thag made her look better, thats gone and Buck can actually break up with her, developing himself.

And to cap it all off (pun intended), BOBBY PROTECTS HIS FAMILY! Swing that fist!!!

Next week, looks super exciting and I’m anxious to see what happens with Bobby and Eddie letting Buck help with his mess.

#911 fox #911 spoilers #evan buckley #eddie diaz #bobby nash #hen wilson #chimney han #hen/chim friendship #Bobby is the best #buddie #firefam #fire husbands #taylor kelly #anti bucktaylor #anti taylor kelly #soft Eddie Diaz #all the heart metephors again #Jonah is insane

[calinaannehart]

Day 28: It’s just the tip of the iceberg

Anger born of worry | Punching the wall | Headache

If Eddie was being truthful he should have seen it coming.

He’s been feeling off all day, a lingering presence in the back of his head as though there was something poking at the soft tissue, unwilling to be ignored. It only grows as the day progresses and it’s a call to a car show that lights the final spark, the migraine exploding into existence as engines and exhausts rev and bang all around him.

#whumptober 2022 #whumptober #whumptober day 28 #eddie whump #soft eddie diaz #eddie díaz #soft evan buck buckley #911 fox #evan buckley #911 on fox #evan buck buckely #fanfiction #9 1 1 on fox #911 fanfic #9 1 1 fanfiction

[whatohitsonfirewelp]

You know what? I don’t WANT an awkward double date. I don’t WANT buck coming out and people having the ‘I know’ reaction or the ‘is it Eddie’ reaction.

You know what I do want?

I want Buck panicking over what to wear for the date. I want Buck flopping on his bed like very teenager after their first kiss all giggly and happy and touching his lips because he kissed a boy

I want Buck smiling every time he says Tommy’s name because maybe it isn’t forever and maybe he’s not even looking for forever anymore but he’s so happy and he’s so light and being with Tommy feels good

I want Tommy to keep calling him Evan, because before Buck was Buck he was Evan and Evan deserves to be happy to be treated so softly and lovingly and Evan deserves to be free.

I want Buck to be happy. To be happy and free and queer in the way we all deserve.

#the other things are nice I guess #buddie would be nice #but honestly I don’t care anymore #I just want to see a happy queer character in media #because we don’t even fully have that with hen and Karen #their journey wasn’t an easy one #and why can’t we get queer characters who have a soft loving kind story #whatoh back at it again #evan buckley #tommy kinard #eddie diaz #911 abc #give me a giddy buck who’s nervous and unsure but so excited #give me a Buck who’s awkward but so determined to make this work and to discover more about himself #give me a Tommy who is so soft with him so gentle so kind #because don’t we all deserve that love? doesn’t Evan Buckley deserve that love? #for once I don’t want the angst for him I just want him to be Happy and Free

[existential-queeer]

I don't think I will ever NOT think about this gif right here and let me tell you why.

Buck is trying so hard to deflect any positive emotion in this situation because he still feels immense guilt for "losing" Chris. Even though it all worked out in the end, he hasn't forgiven himself for it and doesn't think he ever will.

Then we have Eddie. The way Eddie follows Buck's eyes no matter how hard he tries to avert his gaze. He knows exactly what Buck is doing and he will NOT let him deflect this. He doesn't stop until their eyes meet. He needs Buck to know that's it's okay and that it's not his fault. He's following Buck's movements and forcing him to lock eyes with him.

Eddie is doing everything in his power to let Buck know that Chris is okay. He is okay. They are okay.

#the softness in his eyes will never not shatter me #ryan guzman you are the king of microexpressions #just look at them #hes so in love its embarrassing #911 #evan buckley #buddie #eddie diaz #eddie x buck #buck x eddie #oliver stark #ryan guzman #9-1-1 #911 abc

[renalovestowrite]

Take My Hand (Buddie)

@starlingbite decided to merge two of your prompts into one story.

Prompt 1: Buck runs from the hospital, confused from his concussion. It's dark and raining and it took a while for anyone to even notice he was missing.

Prompt 11: A brawl breaks out at the scene of an incident, Buck is caught in the middle of it.

#starlingbite #buddie #Evan Buck Buckley Whump #Hurt Evan Buck Buckley #Soft Eddie Diaz #Protective Eddie Diaz #Protective 118/FireFam #Bobby Nash being a Papa Bear #Concussions

[chronicowboy]

shoot another shot (try to stop the feeling) | 5k

eddie gets drunk and cuts a little too loose, buck tries to pick up the pieces and ends up getting more than he anticipated, tommy just knows

"Evan, he's fine," Tommy tells him yet again. It could be the fifth time tonight he's said it, but Buck is no closer to believing him than he was when this bachelor party started.

Buck just hums distractedly in response, eyes tracking Eddie as he slips out of a heated debate between Hen and Chim to shoot three shots at the bar. He's lost count of exactly how many times Eddie has sneaked in a secret shot between the rounds of drinks they're all splitting, but he knows for a fact this is the drunkest Eddie has ever been since Buck's known him. Eddie is wild and loose in a way that is terrifyingly unfamiliar to Buck. It settles like an itch under his skin, tries to drag something out of the back of his head that he can't quite get a solid grip on.

"He's just cutting loose," Tommy adds placatingly. "Let the guy have some fun."

Buck bristles at this, biting down on something that tastes a lot like the rubber of a basketball.

"No, Tommy." Buck turns back to his boyfriend—his boyfriend!!!!—with that nervous thrum of energy in his chest that usually sticks there in the few moments when he thinks a rescue is about to turn ugly. "I don't think that's what's happening. I wish it was." God, does he wish. If there is one man in the world deserving of letting loose and having pure, uncomplicated fun, it's Eddie. "You have no idea how much I wish it was, but I..." Buck sighs and glances back just in time to watch Eddie join Albert and Ravi on the dancefloor. "I know when he's pretending."

You don't have to pretend with me. Except Eddie does anyway, even if he knows that Buck will know he's pretending. It's some inescapable dance of theirs, a ritual that only ever pre-empts disaster.

"Okay." Tommy sets his beer down, nudges Buck's knee with his own to regain his attention. Buck looks back into the face of Tommy's gentle understanding and blushes just a little at the unwavering trust there. "Talk me through it."

(read the rest on ao3)

#sami rambles #my first ao3 fic since august 😭 #anyway huge shoutout to everyone writing soft fluffy bucktommy bc i seem to be incapable lol!!! #i was crying as i wrote this lol!!! #911 spoilers #911 show #911 spec #buck x eddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #buddie #tommy kinard #buck x tommy #bucktommy #buddie fic #911 fic #buck x eddie fic #bucktommy fic #buck x tommy fic #911 spec fic #kinda

[likegoldintheair]

i'm torn between wanting buck and eddie to have a full-blown fight where they scream and yell and shove at each other because they just don't get it huh like they really don't get it OR wanting them to have a quiet soft conversation on the kitchen floor because they're both just tired of pretending that they don't know what this actually is OR if i want the fighting first and then the soft conversation help

#buddie #i can see both scenarios happening #or all three i guess #i think a fight would be a great callback to the fights they've had before but this time they actually say what they mean y'know #but i also think a soft quiet pouring of the hearts would be a nice thing too #especially after how gentle and soft eddie waa with buck after the lightning thing #so many choices so little tiiiimmmmeeeeeeee #evan buckley #eddie diaz

[evankinard]

being a buddie stan is the most fun a girl (gn) can have rn cause any and every interpretation of these interviews and promos just means I win. could all the extra coverage signify that they're gonna go for making it canon? sure there's no way they'd say if they were going to do it so that's as much warning as we'd get anyways. and if it's just to be taken at face value that it's not romantic but they're still going to prioritize it and be "soft" and "vulnerable" with each other? well brother that's mostly what I'd want from buddie canon anyways I WIN

#like SOFT and VULNERABLE???? bitch thats the whole thing i dont actually need to watch these two men fuck #911 spoilers #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buddie #weewoo brainrot #911 abc

[loserdiaz]

—"For Keeps," by Joy Harjo

#this poem is so !!!!!! #im soft #evan buckley #evan buck buckley #eddie diaz #buck x eddie #buddie #911 abc #911 on abc #911 edit #buddie edit #my edits #poetry #buddie x poetry

[evanbuckleyrecs]

Work Husband

Written by hideeho

Words: 1406

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV)

Relationship: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)

Characters: Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck" Buckley, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Howie "Chimney" Han, Bobby Nash

Additional Tags:

Humor, Fluff, Chim is the Prank King, Eddie is not amused, Minor Injuries (everyone is fine), Hurt Eddie, Getting Together, First Kiss, Prompt: Idiot Husbands, Day Five of Eddie Week, Eddie Diaz Week 2020, Soft Eddie Diaz

Summary:

“What...what have you done with Buck?” Eddie is going to kill him for messing with his phone. No, that’s too extreme. He’s going to maim him. Just a little.

“Check under H,” Chim offers helpfully, shooting a look over to Hen with a smirk.

Why the hell would he be under—

Then he sees it.

Husband.

#rated t #1 2k #buddie #911 #911 on abc #buddie fanfic rec #buddie fanfiction #first kiss #getting together #hurt eddie diaz #minor injuries #humor #soft eddie diaz