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“Your safety is my priority right now. How long have you been thinking about this?” he repeats.
Eddie wants to tell him that it only happened yesterday, but then he thinks about quarantine, and when Shannon died, and when she left for LA after he was discharged, and when he found out Chris was diagnosed with cerebral palsy, and when Shannon told him she was pregnant, and when he was ten and his dad yelled at him for crashing his new truck because his mom was in labor and nobody was around to take her to the hospital. He thinks about how he wanted to disappear every time, wished for something to kill him so that he didn’t have to face his fears, deal with reality. It hits him like his dad’s truck hit the tree.
“Since I was in elementary school,” he admits breathlessly.
Also known as, the eddieravi bestie fic that quickly turned into a character study
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Eddie lets himself break a little, now that the only thing that can keep him upright is here, breathing heavy against his neck. His stomach coils tight, and the heat from Buck warms Eddie up from the inside out. His arms comes around to Buck's shoulders, and he tugs him a little closer.
When he huffs a breath out against the top of Buck's shoulder, it comes out choked, and Buck whispers something against his neck before he repeats it, louder.
"Hey, it's okay. We're gonna find him."
Buck separates them, still holding both of his arms in a death grip, and Eddie looks into his eyes, seeing the fierce conviction behind them before he says it again.
"We're going to find him."
Eddie has to believe that. For himself. For his son.
And for Buck.
______________________________OR, Chris gets kidnapped. Eddie and Buck fight against the odds and themselves to find him.
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And here’s the thing. If Buck was paying just a little more attention, he probably would’ve clocked what the pain in his middle meant a lot sooner. It wouldn’t change the outcome, sure, but he’d at least be ahead of the curve.
The worst part is that it’s all rather obvious in retrospect, because the signs are all there. The flickering lights. The gymnasium air rippling and warping like heat off pavement. The dark patches on everyone’s suits and dresses.
He should’ve seen it.
But all he sees is Eddie. Everything else is just white noise and set dressing.
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Or: Buck's never been to prom.
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“Tommy said what?” Eddie’s voice was low, controlled.
Buck chuckled nervously. “He called you his competition. Said he wanted to get back together since the ‘competition’ was out of the way.”
Eddie looked straight at Buck. His expression faltered, just for a second, before he schooled it back into careful calm. Just like that, Buck lost any hope that they could laugh this off and forget about it. Eddie knew exactly what Tommy meant by that, what it meant about Buck.
“Buck…”
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“Who the hell is Evan?” Buck asks.
“Ummmmm, you?” Eddie draws in his bottom lip as a giggle makes an attempt at freedom. Doing this while wine-tipsy is making it significantly more difficult. “That’s your name.”
“That’s not my name to you.”
“That’s the name on our marriage license.”
What if you were GAY and at WINE NIGHT and you called your husband his LEGAL NAME to win MONEY… Eddie Diaz can relate.
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- Part 2 of You're Still The One
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14 Feb 2026
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Eddie looks across the sofa to see Buck’s chin cradled in his hands as he watches them instead of the screen, and Eddie hides his face in Chris’ hair because Buck can see the heat on his skin.
As easy as it is becoming to let Buck in, it astonishes Eddie when Buck is so open and vulnerable with them too. He’s just spent the day taking care of Chris and now he’s smiling so softly and sincerely just watching Eddie and Chris relaxing together. Eddie’s heart beats quickly in his chest and Christopher squirms a bit when he hears it.
“Are you okay, Dad?” Chris whispers. Eddie nods against the mop of curly hair that he should probably schedule a haircut for soon.
“I’m really good, Chris.”
or Eddie rejoins the 118 following the events of season five, slowly finds himself, and realizes along the way that he's in love with his best friend
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13 Feb 2026
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Dear Captain Nash,
I know this email is kind of out of the blue, but I didn’t know who else to reach out to. I’m not even sure how to start this email. One time Buck and I signed up for this pen pal program, but the kid in Maine I was writing with gave up after two rounds of letters. It was during my ancient Egypt phase and I think I scared him off with my questions about mummies. Buck told me I was too cool for him anyway.
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When Chris starts going to church in Texas he reaches out to the only person he can think of who might have some answers, meanwhile Eddie uses his email to try and talk to God, and Buck... well Buck online shops mostly.
A season 8 rewrite told only through email.
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12 Feb 2026
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“I…I know I’m late,” Ramon starts, “and I understand if there’s no place for me. But I would really like to come to your wedding. If you’ll have me.”
Eddie stares at him. This is the outcome he’s been hoping for since the day his mother reluctantly confirmed that her RSVP for one wasn’t a mistake, but now that it’s happening, Eddie doesn’t know what to feel. Relief? Joy? Anger?
Shock overshadows everything else, leaving him mostly numb. “You’ve had months to decide,” Eddie says incredulously. “Why now? What changed your mind?”
Ramon reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone. “Buck,” he says simply.
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When Eddie's father refuses to come to their wedding, Buck is determined to change his mind.Inspired by Schmidt and Cece's wedding on New Girl!
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And maybe it’s exhaustion from hours upon hours on the road, and patchwork sleep that never got deep enough to even matter, or too much shitty coffee and gas station food. Or maybe it’s the fact that they didn’t bother to turn on the lights when they walked in, and the shadows are always kinder, combined with Buck sounding so earnest, and maybe a little bit heartbroken. But no matter the reason, Eddie can feel his anger draw back slowly, like the ocean pulled by the tide.
“I know, okay?” Buck breaks the silence again, cutting Eddie off before he can open his mouth. “I know it’s stupid. We had a good time, we had fun, that’s – that’s all it was supposed to be, right? A getaway. I know this last year changed things. We can’t just go back. I–I–I know that. It’s just sometimes I –”
His voice breaks. Eddie can almost picture the fragments of it hitting the floor.
“Sometimes I’m wondering if I still even have a best friend or –”
Eddie winces. “Of course you still – Jesus Christ, Buck.”
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Forced into a hundred and thirty cubic feet of space for a thirty-hour drive – something’s gotta give.
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- Part 1 of the long way home
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“You miss me that bad that you needed to pretend you wanted ice?” Eddie asks.
Buck is leaning against the ice machine and balancing the bucket on his hip. “Yeah, because this little clandestine meeting was my idea.”
“I’m just making sure my water is cold. You want me to drink warm water?”
“Far be it from me to deny Eddie Diaz anything he wants.”
Buck and Eddie end up at a motel on their drive back from Nashville and spill all their romantic secrets.
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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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Here, in this little rental car, no one but the two of them around for miles and miles…he felt hyperaware of himself, the sound of his breathing, every shift of his legs against the leather of the seat. Aware of Buck too, the heat of his body radiating towards him in the close space, a rival to the blaze of the sun beating down on him through the windshield. It all stirred something frenetic in Eddie, setting him on edge.
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Buck and Eddie take an impromptu road trip from Nashville to LA. What's 2,000 miles and a shared bed between friends?
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12 Feb 2026
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you can hear it in the silence (you can feel it on the way home) by nwtons
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
08 Feb 2026
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The universe will never be done laughing at Eddie Diaz.
_________Or: A 9b hiatus fic over the Olympic break, featuring my episode predictions for 9x11 - 9x13, based on the bts stuff we've gotten so far.
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Bobby could actually feel his patience thinning to the point where he was physically grinding his teeth. It wasn’t watching Buck still be doted on by his parents it was something else. It was the oozing kindness from them both towards the team, they were just so cheerful and saccharine that it was getting on Bobby’s nerves now.
There's a secret Bobby is keeping from Buck about his parents that Bobby knows he can't tell.
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Want pierces him, a red-hot needle to the throat. He used to feel so close to Eddie. He needs that again. Whatever Eddie hides, that is what Buck needs to know, exactly that.
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- Part 1 of tumblr fills
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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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“I, uh… I felt a little bad, though, right, I mean—they just wanted a day they could never forget,” Buck muses, then—and Eddie hums.
“Guess you’re right,” he agrees. “Then again, if you need pyrotechnics to remember your wedding maybe you’re marrying the wrong person,” he goes on, then, his body and mouth relaxing along with his brain, the words flowing without permission. “Know you like the grand gestures, but if you wanna risk our guests lives when it’s our turn, I’m afraid that’s something I’m gonna have to veto, bud,” he sighs.
The thing is… it takes a second for his brain to catch up—he’s so relaxed, so at home, so at peace… in fact, the only thing that cues him into the fact that he’s said anything at all out of the ordinary is the significant silence coming from his left.
And… swallowing, Eddie brings the bottle of beer down from his temple, his eyes slipping open as his brain rewinds the last few seconds. Shit.
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06 Feb 2026
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The long-suffering existence of Christopher Diaz by paleredheadinascifi
Fandom 9-1-1 (TV)
04 Feb 2026
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"You used to call me," Buck says. He takes a breath. His eyes are burning, and Eddie is just staring at him, in the locker room, in the firehouse, which is the only place they're ever alone anymore, except that they're not, not really. Anyone could walk in. "Two years ago you wouldn't even think twice."
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- Part 30 of 9-1-1 Prompt Fills and Ficlets