buckleyretroactive
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we could kiss and just cut the bullshit by buckleyretroactive, goodeforyou
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
16 Feb 2025
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“Kiss… or hug, the person next to you,” the drag queen on top demanded of the audience, “now!”
Buck opened his arms for said requested hug, but Eddie Diaz had a very different idea.Or: Buck and Eddie cut the bullshit and make out at a drag show.
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“Tell me to get up and I’ll get up,” Anton says. And he means it. He’d do just that, then apologize before going back upstairs and never bringing it up again. Easily.
Anton watches as Paul Baker leans his head into the back of the couch—which could be interpreted in too many ways. Defeat. And what would that mean? Or irritation. Please don’t be that, anything but that. Maybe worry? Understandable, although so 60 seconds ago since Anton decided to throw that feeling away and no longer wants to examine it until it’s slapping him across the face tomorrow.
-- Or: Anton, somehow, ends up in Paul Baker’s lap.
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05 Sep 2026
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“So,” Issa announces, her hands on the door to the entrance of the kitchen. She’s wearing the shirt she wore when Jane Fonda punched her in the boob, a tight tank top that says IM BROWN AND SORTA QUEER, AND IM STILL OPPRESSED ENOUGH TO BE HERE that Billie had gotten her handpressed at the mail shop thats stopped worshipping her after her recent fall from grace. Anton knows that this means she’s serious.
“You and Paul Baker are in love,” she says.
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03 Sep 2026
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“Those couldn’t’ve been cheap,” Eddie says. “Do we need to talk about your spending habits?”
Buck lets out a soft huff of laughter. “What are you, the flower police?”
“No, no,” Eddie says, shaking his head, his hair brushing against the side of Buck’s face. “If you wanna spend your hard earned money on fancy ass flowers, I’m not gonna stop you.” He nuzzles into Buck’s neck, his stubble scratching against his skin.
“It’s nice,” he says, his voice muffled. “No one’s ever bought me flowers before.”
Buck copes with unrequited love by maladaptive daydreaming, buying Eddie flowers, and lying to the farmers market vendor about his imaginary husband.
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13 Sep 2025
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I choose you, Pikachu (or the ways two idiots finally say you’re mine) by snarkymuch
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
23 Apr 2023
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“Eds, seriously,” Buck sighed, trying to find an appropriate place to hold on—or even rest his face—as Eddie hauled him up the stairs in his loft, presumably planning on throwing him onto the bed, which he couldn’t deny having had a few fantasies that began just like this.
Still, he didn’t think they were headed for that kind of fun right now.
Because the steady growl rumbling Eddie’s chest made it pretty apparent that he’d reached the end of his tether with Buck’s antics at work, even if Buck still wouldn’t change what he’d done on their last shift—which had been cut short for him, though not for Eddie.
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Buck gets hurt at a scene, sparking a reaction in Eddie that is usually reserved for mates, which is especially odd since they aren’t nor have ever been dating, let alone bonded as a pair.
So when Eddie shows up at the loft after his shift, feral and lost to his wolf, he proceeds to literally lick Buck’s wounds, nuzzle his crotch, then test every last fiber of Buck’s willpower as he desperately tries to do the right thing, not wanting to take advantage Eddie in this state.
Which, for the record, he fails at—though neither is bothered by that in the slightest.
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Buck has self-control. He hasn’t always used it, but he likes to think he’s gotten a lot better at it, throughout the years.
Evidence: He’s clenching his jaw to the point of pain and very pointedly looking at the TV, like the local weatherman spouting off about a heat wave is capable of holding this much of his attention. If this were—before, they would not be watching the news.
...or, Eddie could just use his words, but where’s the fun in that?