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Novel Surreality

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Milena. 34. She/Her. Multi-fandom blog. Presently drowning in Buddie (9-1-1), and Kliego (TUA) with a healthy dose of Destiel as a chronic malady. I also reblog a lot of stuff regarding social/world inequality so if that upsets you, this won't be a safe place for you. Icon by @scifitvaddict
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my buddie fics (chronologically)

Still Waters, 7k - Buck/Eddie, post s4 (AO3)

As Eddie lays on the hot pavement bleeding out, his eyes locked on Buck’s bloody face, his hand reaching out towards him, what washes over him isn’t his hard-earned stillness nor is it shock.
It’s clarity, edging slowly into focus from off-stage.
And when he wakes up in the hospital bed and registers a soft, slim hand in his, he thinks, “no, that’s not it.”
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Or, Five Ways Eddie’s Body Feels Different After the Shooting

Carve It Into Stone, 1.5k  - Buck/Eddie + Chris, Sleepy Sickfic (AO3 link)

Caught in the rhythm of routine, Eddie remembers a few moments too late that he’s meant to be entering quietly when he gets home from work. Or: a self-indulgent Buck and Chris napping together fic because of this post.

Actually, Truly, 14k - Buck/Eddie, Helena POV, post-s4 (AO3)

Isabel calls to tell them Eddie’s been shot on a Thursday afternoon and by lunch on Friday Helena and Ramon are landing at LAX. When they land, they learn Eddie’s already home recovering and has been for two weeks.
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Or, Helena (and Ramon) tries to find a way back into Eddie’s life and doesn’t know what to make of finding Buck around every corner she turns.

Before the Night Fades, 8.6k - Buck/Eddie double date shenanigans (AO3)

“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.

(Need You) Like a Hole in my Pocket, 11.9k - Repressed!Eddie figuring out he's allowed to want things for himself (AO3)

Before he was legally allowed to drink, Eddie looked  out the passenger side window of his dad’s truck, and in the dusty,  barren nothing of the Texan landscape, he saw his entire life written  out for him in someone else’s handwriting.
Eleven years later, walking out of an emergency meeting at  Christopher’s school over his son’s recent “behaviour”, Eddie thinks of  the view out of his dad’s truck.
And when Buck asks, “So? What happened?”
Eddie lies.
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'it's their anniversary on sunday' + buddie 💗 ily

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It’s their anniversary on Sunday. Two more days and they will have been married for a year—a whole 366 days—and it has gone by so quickly that it feels like no time at all.

In the grand scheme of things, it is no time at all. Not enough, certainly, although Eddie isn’t sure that’s much of a quantifier since forever wouldn’t feel like enough time with Buck. Which is... It’s funny, really, because forever was a concept he didn’t really believe in before Buck, but now it feels like the bare minimum, anything else impossible to imagine.

He’s trying not to do that now: imagine. Where he went wrong, what he could have done better, the conversation he’s going to need to have with their kids when he goes home.

“Eddie,” Bobby says quietly from behind him.

Eddie shakes his head. He knows what Bobby is going to say. He knows what the look on his captain’s face is going to be if he turns around.

Bobby comes closer, hand finding Eddie’s shoulder, his voice sure when he says, “It’s not your fault.”

Except—

”She’s going to fall.”

“And what if you fall?” snappy with adrenaline, with fear, the building trembling around them.

Buck’s gaze steady, steady, always trusting. “You’ll catch me.”

And Eddie didn’t. 

He was meant to catch Buck—was meant to have Buck’s back, always and forever, til death do them part and then some—and he failed. So it doesn’t matter what Bobby says, doesn’t matter how sure he sounds, it doesn’t even matter if Buck wakes up from surgery and doesn’t blame him either. Eddie will always blame himself.

“It’s our anniversary on Sunday,” he says, and his voice sounds numb and distant to his own ears.

“I know,” Bobby says, squeezing his shoulder. “Have you already got Buck a gift?”

“Socks,” Eddie replies, which sounds stupid and insignificant when he says it out loud, but. “His feet are always cold, he complains about it all the time, and they’ve got little fire emojis on them.”

They also say “hot stuff” on the soles, but Bobby doesn’t need to know that.

“He’ll love them,” Bobby says, smiling.

Buck will love them, Eddie knows that. He’s just not sure he’ll get the chance to see that familiar, delighted grin light up his husband’s face.

Eddie presses the heels of his hands against his eyes. He’s vaguely aware that he’s shaking, but he can’t work out whether it’s cold, or shock, or something else.

“Okay,” Bobby murmurs, and then he’s sitting sideways on the bench and pulling Eddie against his chest, arms wrapping around him in a tight hug. “Okay, I’ve got you. It’s going to be okay.”

Is it?

What if it isn’t?

“I can’t—” Eddie starts, but he can’t even bear to finish the thought.

The thing about grief is that it doesn’t get easier with practice. Eddie has lost more people than he can count, but none of it has come close to preparing him for the possibility of losing Buck.

“You can,” Bobby says, his voice steady.

Eddie knows he isn’t the only one who has been beaten down by grief before. He’s not the only one who has shied away from helping hands even as they dragged him out of the darkness. He’s not the only one whose heart will crumble, maybe fall apart completely, if Buck doesn’t make it through this.

He brings a hand up, holding tight to the arm Bobby has wrapped around his chest. He feels so old and unbelievably young when he whispers, “He’s going to be okay, right? Tell me he’s going to be okay, Bobby.”

“Eddie, you know I can’t tell you that.”

Eddie squeezes his eyes shut. He does know that, but. “Please.”

Bobby squeezes him, his voice rumbling through his chest and into Eddie’s bones when he answers: “Buck is going to be okay. I promise.”

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loserdiaz

the fact that buck has slept on eddie’s couch several times, like this is canon, and eddie is the one to tell him that buck’s couches have all been given and provided by his ex girlfriends… THINK ABOUT IT. the only couch he’s never had to give up has been eddie's !!!!!!!!!!!!!

how do you expect me to be normal about that damn scene?!?! IT'S SO LOUD.

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Quick reminder that if you forget exactly what happened in an episode of 9-1-1 or need dialogue for a creation you can go here and find transcripts for every episode.

If you click an episode title and it brings you to the search function, just type it into the bar and it will come up.

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SALAD THEORY FOLK RISE UP

Things I’m not over:

  • HOMEMADE SALAD.
  • HOMEMADE LASAGNA.
  • Chris/Eddie went to Buck’s couchless apartment!? Voluntarily!? Why? Why not go to the Diaz house? No, they really got in the car and said “hey let’s go to Buck’s house even though there’s no place for us to watch tv or play a video game because there’s literally no place to sit but at the island/table” because they don’t need tv or video games they just need Buck. I’m not here. I’m away. I’m not okay.
  • I’m not even going to touch the “3 tries” or the couch because just get out of my face with that. It was basically an engagement and that's all there is to it.
  • The fact that there’s a BIG GLARING HOLE where Buck’s couch used to be. The fact that he never picked out his own couch. The fact that “Buck’s couch” is in Eddie’s goddamn living room and WE ALL KNOW IT.
  • I can’t. Leave a message. I’m not here.
  • In a conversation about making the right romantic choices, couches, and trying three times, the fucking staging of the goddamn lasagna next to the GENUINE beer.
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My first podfic! A reading of the wonderful Before the Night Fades by @milenadaniels. I love this fic so much, I knew it was exactly the one I wanted to revisit for my first time recording a podfic.  

Length: 47 minutes 24 seconds  Format: Streaming + MP3 + M4B Rating: Teen & Up Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV)  Relationship: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz Warnings: No Archive warnings apply Links: AO3, archive.org, Google Drive Summary: 

“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.“ — Or, EddieAna and BuckTaylor double date and it ruins everyone’s night.

I finally got to listen and I am beside myself!!! I can't believe this is your first podfic! Thank you so much for this! 💛 Even the art is amazing???

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#return of the queen 😌✨

[Image Description: 4 large gifs of Maddie Buckley, from season 5, episode 18. She is at the new dispatch center, wearing her dispatcher’s uniform. Gif 1: A shot of Maddie settling into her chair, reaching up to put on her headset. Gif 2: A close up of Maddie from a different angle, as she adjusts her headset, and lifts her head as a call comes in. Gif 3: Maddie takes a deep breath and answers, “9-1-1.” Gif 4: Maddie continues, saying, “What’s your emergency?” And then smiles privately to herself. /End ID]

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Can’t wait for the moment next season when Buck is teasing Chimney for the umpteenth time about Maddie, all “Y’all are raising a kid together and clearly are in love with each other no matter what you’re pretending” and Chim finally snaps and is like “You mean like you and Eddie?!?”

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From this askreddit post lol imagine buddie in this situation. I feel like this could work with either of them

Actually now I’m imagining this but with a twist, like the team are all out for drinks, and then a guy starts hitting on Albert or Ravi at the bar, and Chim’s about to go over there to interrupt and drag him back to the table,

but then EDDIE, healthy and pink-cheeked, freshly back from Texas and just reinstated to active duty, downs his shot smoothly, scrubs his fingers through his hair and says, with a peculiar gleam in his eye, “nah, I’ll handle this”

And he claps Chim on the shoulder and strides over to the bar without a backward glance, his back muscles shifting beneath the frankly almost see-through white henley he decided to wear (which has been driving Buck insane for the last half hour - he swears he can see Eddie’s nipp-uh anyway)

The rest of the table have only a second to exchange wide-eyed glances and for Chim to say, “he’s not gonna kill him is he-”

Before they snap their gazes back to the bar, just in time to see Albert/Ravi’s face shift from surprised relief to confusion when eddie gracefully slides in between him and guy-who-won’t-take-a-hint, and lets loose.

And by “let loose”, I mean, Eddie cocking an aggressive hip and waving a pugnacious finger in the pushy guy’s face, who immediately backs a step away,

The bar isn’t that noisy, and so everyone can hear snatches of Eddie’s raised voice, phrases like, “-on our anniversary!!” and “-can’t leave him for 2 minutes!! fscking Hollywood-” culminating in a final “-and stay off my man, bitch, or so help me-”

The guy is halfway out the door, and by this time Albert/Ravi has shaken off his shock enough to grab Eddie’s gesticulating hand and get in on the act, saying “babe, babe it’s OK, he’s gone, he’s gone,”

Before eddie, satisfied, turns and grabs the drinks they’d ordered and comes back to the table, a triumphant mischievous grin on his face, trailed by Albert/Ravi, who is barely holding it together, laughter spilling from his mouth as he reaches the table and absolutely loses it.

Everyone reaches to get their drinks, laughing and ribbing Eddie and Ravi (Ravi confirmed by @perfectlynervousbeard​ lol). Hen takes a moment to applaud Eddie, saying, “That was incredible, like straight out of a soap opera…or maybe a telenovela?” she says, with a mischievous smile at Buck that he tries to return. It’s hard to muster up a smile. For some reason, he just keeps thinking about Eddie’s protective posture, the way Ravi’s hand closed around Eddie’s as he waved it around-

Eddie laughs before winking at her and saying, “Nothing straight about that performance, Hen” and Buck nearly chokes as his sip of beer goes down the wrong way. Chim pounds at his back helpfully as he coughs and manages to get his breath back.

“I just thought Eddie was coming to help me get the drinks,” Ravi’s breathless with laughter, “And I was so relieved because I thought at least it would distract that guy, and then Eddie just gets all up in his face like, ‘go find your own boyfriend!’ and I think I just blue-screened or something,” he starts chuckling again,

and Eddie’s absolutely glowing with mirth, brown eyes big and bright and shining, cheeks flushed pink, even his hair looks fluffier and silkier and Buck couldn’t take his eyes off him if the whole bar caught fire right now.

There’s this weird hot churning in Buck’s gut that started when Eddie got up and strode over to Ravi’s rescue. It got worse when Ravi started to play along as the guy trying to placate his protective boyfriend, and he’d thought it would die down when Eddie came back to the table (to where he’d been sitting at Buck’s side)

But somehow, Eddie’s on the other side of the table now, with Ravi next to him, and Eddie turns to Ravi, still grinning, and says, “You played along pretty well there, hope I didn’t embarrass you too much,” and Ravi nudges Eddie’s shoulder with his own (which- ok, that’s, that’s fine, other people can nudge Eddie’s shoulder, it’s-Buck’s not going to-it’s fine-)

and Ravi’s like, “No way, why would I be embarrassed about my big strong boyfriend coming to rescue me? You were so brave, Eddie!” and the rest of the table cracks up laughing at the over-the-top lovesick intonation Ravi puts into the words. “Ravi, maybe you’ve got a future in soap operas,” Chim quips playfully.

It’s funny, it’s so funny, it’s all just messing around, right, but that churning in Buck’s gut kicks up another notch, when Eddie turns to Ravi and replies, with amusement dripping from every syllable, “Of course, babe, you know I’ve gotta look after my man, keep the wolves at bay,” and that’s just- no, be cool, Buck tells himself, be cool, what the fsck-

as Ravi, drunk off the hilarity of the moment, puts his arm around Eddie’s shoulders, and leans in close, opening his mouth to say something, and Eddie’s not even pulling back or, or pushing Ravi away, he’s just- he’s smiling at him, all loose and relaxed and-

Buck can’t remember the last time he got to be that close to a laughing smiling Eddie. Buck can’t remember the last time he was able to casually wrap an arm around Eddie’s shoulders like that. Before, Eddie had been sitting in the chair next to him, and Buck had managed to shift a little closer, just until their knees touched and their shoulders pressed together, and that had been. That had been good. That had been enough. It had to be enough, because Eddie didn’t- he wasn’t-, maybe, one day, but not yet, and that was fine-

Or maybe it wasn’t fine, because Buck blinks, and finds he’s on his feet, one hand on Ravi’s arm, actually lifting his arm up and removing it from around Eddie, probably (definitely) a little rougher than necessary, and he hears his own voice, a little too loud, a little too harsh to be joking, “Ok, jeez Ravi, he’s not actually your boyfriend, wanna give him some breathing space maybe?”

Ravi’s eyes are huge as he quickly shuffles a couple of inches from Eddie’s side. “Sorry, I was just joking. Eddie, I didn’t mean to crowd you-” Eddie’s eyes are wide too, staring at Buck in surprise. Hen’s Chim’s and Bobby’s eyebrows all seem to be in a competition to see whose can reach their hairline.

Buck’s face feels like it’s on fire, and he can feel adrenaline and embarrassment flooding his veins. His heart is pounding, and all he wants to do is sink into the floor and disappear.

Sadly he can’t do that, so he does the next best thing - mumbles, “Think I’m gonna head out,” as he turns on his heel and heads for the exit of the bar.

Of course he’s only just managed to get his car keys out of his pocket when he hears Eddie’s voice behind him.

“Buck! Hey, wait!” For a second Buck considers persevering in his getaway attempt, but he wouldn’t put it past Eddie to follow him home demanding answers. Especially now that “home” is the Diaz residence, at least until Buck finds a new place for himself (he hasn’t quite gotten around to looking up apartment listings yet; for some reason Eddie keeps changing the subject every time he mentions it).

There’s also maybe a small part of him that is tired of running from this.

He turns around and leans against the Jeep, watching as Eddie slows to a stop just a few feet in front of him. His beautiful brows are drawn together in concern as he gazes at Buck.

“You going home already?” His eyes flick down to the car keys still in Buck’s hand, then back up to his face.

“Yeah, I don’t-, I guess I’m just not really up for a night out tonight. I’m not good company.” The weak excuse stumbles from his lips and stops abruptly.

“You were fine until about 5 minutes ago, and then you just kind of bit Ravi’s head off. What’s goin’ on with you?” Despite his words, there’s not even a hint of accusation in Eddie’s voice, just confusion and worry. Buck feels even worse than he had before. He drops his gaze to the ground at their feet, feeling his cheeks burn with shame.

“I don’t know,” it’s only half a lie, “I didn’t mean to say it like that, I just, he was calling you his big strong protective boyfriend and I thought it was dumb, I mean, he didn’t need to keep going on like that, let the joke die, you know-” this sentence is going nowhere fast, and it’s a relief when suddenly Eddie steps forward,

Buck lifts his gaze as an achingly familiar warm callused hand drops onto his shoulder, broad thumb pushing aside his shirt collar to settle unerringly into that spot at his collarbone as precise as a bullseye

Sure enough Eddie’s ducking his head slightly, dark eyes luminous and seeking Buck’s under the garish lights of the parking lot.

“We were just kidding around, Buck, and you know that. Ravi doesn’t want me to be his big protective strong boyfriend, and I don’t want to be Ravi’s big strong protective boyfriend.” There’s the gentlest of teasing smiles tilting up the corners of Eddie’s mouth as he over-emphasises the words, and Buck ducks his head for a second, helpless against the answering grin that tugs at his lips whenever Eddie teases him like this. It’s basically an involuntary reaction at this point. Instinctual, even.

“Yeah? You promise?” He manages to joke in response. Just the warmth of Eddie’s hand on his shoulder, his thumb rubbing back and forth under Buck’s collar, it’s enough to make Buck feel about 90% better than he did a minute ago. Some kind of sorcery, or serotonin, or something. He’ll probably end up googling it later.

“I promise. I absolutely do not want to be Ravi’s big strong protective boyfriend.”

And that’s- that almost sounded like- Buck lifts his eyes to meet those of his best friend, and his breath catches in his throat. Eddie’s looking at him like-

“Not- not Ravi’s?” Buck manages to get out, as his heart starts galloping like a runaway horse. Eddie shakes his head, and moves even closer until Buck can smell the faint scent of his hair gel, mingled with his aftershave, and his sweat. If Buck could, he would bottle that smell, and keep it for himself, and that creepy thought isn’t particularly new either.

“Then whose?”

Eddie shrugs nonchalantly, even as his hand leaves Buck shoulder to cup his jaw, tilting his face down just a little. He’s so close, it’s-

“I don’t know, you happen to know anyone who’s in the market for a big stro-mmph!”

Buck doesn’t need to hear the rest of that sentence. And judging by the way Eddie presses him against the Jeep and kisses him back, he’s not too upset about the interruption.

~the end~

tagging @perfectlynervousbeard @biaoba @elvensorceress @stuckyevanstanfan thought you might find this entertaining even though it’s really dumb and i think the characterisation got away from me lol

tagging people who showed interest in case they wanted to read the completed ficlet @freddyollie @toughpaperround @onelonelytortillachip @corgiqueen14 @dancer-me @gembu-tortuesouscafeine

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he wants you too (you just have to ask him) [5x18 spec | 464 words]

“May I have this dance?”

Eddie looks up in time to see Buck lifting Jee Yun into his arms, Maddie shaking her head fondly as Buck begins gently spinning him and his niece around.

Something swoops in Eddie’s chest as Jee begins giggling in Buck’s arms and Buck’s smiling so wide that surely his face must ache with it and it’s like Eddie’s heart is right there spinning with them.

“Pretty sure he’d say yes, if you asked him.”

Eddie thanks his years of military training for not startling straight out of his seat, Maddie—who had somehow made it across the yard without him noticing—stands beside him, arms cross and a relaxed—almost amused—smile spread across her face.

“I’m not—I don’t—”

Maddie raises an eyebrow, “You’ve been watching him all afternoon—but somehow I get the sense you don’t quite realize he’s been watching you back.”

Eddie blinks, heating rising in his face—he had caught glimpses of Buck’s eyes on him but he had trouble letting himself think it could possibly be for the same reason his eyes were on Buck.

“You should ask him to dance,” Maddie continues, looking over at her brother and daughter, “he’ll say yes.”

Eddie lets his own gaze wander back to Buck, “How can you be so sure?”

“Call it ‘sister’s intuition’—or, if you prefer—Chim calls it the ‘stupid big heart eyes’ you guys keep making at each other.”

Eddie’s face is definitely flushed, but he looks over at Maddie, feeling bold, “you should ask Chim to dance—he’ll say yes too, you know.”

Eddie doesn’t miss the way Maddie’s eyes wander to Chim, dancing with Karen while Hen laughs.

“You think so?”

“He’s got a bit of his own case of ‘stupid big heart eyes’ y’know.”

“Yeah,” Maddie says softly, and then she ducks her head,  “I just don’t wanna mess things up again.”

Eddie places a comforting hand on her arm, “I can’t promise you that it’ll always be perfect, but you and Chim—you love each other—you shouldn’t let the fear of something happening stop you from being happy.”

Maddie’s silent for a moment, and then she meets his eyes, she gives him a watery smile, “those are pretty wise words, Diaz, have you considered listening to them yourself?”

Eddie’s eyes widen with realization and then he laughs softly, “yeah, maybe I should.”

“Ask him to dance,” Maddie repeats.

“Will you?” He can’t help but ask back, “ask Chim?”

Maddie glances over at Chim, who’s let Hen take over for him, “I think I will.”

Eddie looks over at Buck, he’s stopped spinning Jee and moved to rocking her gently in his arms, their eyes meet across the yard and he smiles so brightly at Eddie that Eddie feels like it could blind him.

“I think I will too.”

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