MidnightDialtone
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Buck struggles to accept the ways Theo takes after him
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“I can’t do it,” his jaw clenches, biting back the tears stinging at his eyes. “I’m not fit to be a father. I wasn't even fit to father him.” The harsh words rush out of him like a riptide.
“You’re-”
“Look around, Maddie!” He cuts her off, tone biting, as he gestures to the bedlam surrounding them. The remnants of Buck’s living room can just about be made out under all the chaos.
“Look what I did. What I created. I made a monster, abandoned him like Frankenstein, and now the universe has returned to sender so I can atone for my mistakes.” He laughs bitterly, staring down at the ground. It’s futile trying to breathe around the regret choking him.
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He takes deep steadying breaths. He closes his eyes, forcing his mind blank. He will not freak out. He focuses on the black of his lids.
Nope nope nope fuck nope.
He hadn’t. They didn’t. They wouldn’t. He didn’t.
Icy fear stiffening his limbs, he jerkily slides out from under Eddie’s arm. He eases it gently to the floor, watching raptly for signs of consciousness. Thankfully, there are none. Eddie’s deep even breaths help slow Buck’s own.
Just a little. He's still freaking out.
He races to the bathroom, shutting the door firmly behind him. He slumps against it, hoping to lock everything on the other side.
This is not happening.
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Buck and Eddie ignore their drunken hookup at the bachelor party until they're forced to confront it
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I was raised to finish my meals (I don't care if your legs are shaking) by MidnightDialtone
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
30 Apr 2026
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Eddie pulls another orgasm from Buck.
Inspired by Ryan Guzman liking a post on instagram about not caring if your legs are shaking, he was raised to finish his meals.
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What if Buck didn't wake up from his coma after being struck by lighting? What if, instead of his coma dream, he got to pick one last day to relive before he went?
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“Usually people’s lives flash before their eyes, but yours has been sad.” A woman’s voice sounds from next to him, gentle and heavy with melancholy.
Buck realises with a sinking feeling that it’s over. He’s dead. He thinks he should be panicking about this, but the acceptance has washed over him in a tidal wave. Water has filled his body. He rocks in time with the tide.
“I know.” He swallows thickly, “But it's still mine. I still loved it.”
Oh, and he did. His chest aches with it. His life had so much pain but there was also so much joy. -
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“Sit” he gestures to the stool at the counter.
Buck goes easy. Always so obedient.
“Good boy.” It comes out rough. Buck’s eyes flutter shut. “Should I be calling you a good boy actually? What with you going around picking fights?” He keeps his tone gentle, teasing. He expects a joke back, something to break the tension, but Buck’s tone is painfully earnest, his eyes pleading.
“I’m good. I’ll be good.”
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Nobody ever tells Buck that he’s a good boy, and he’s such a good boy. Eddie endeavours to change that. Platonically, of course. Or at least it starts that way.
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“You sold your dick?” Eddie says, voice pitching higher than it should. Everyone snaps to look at him, and Eddie’s cheeks suddenly flush with warmth. Okay. Maybe he’s drunk.
“No…not exactly,” Buck says, “I let them like… take a mould. Take some pictures. That’s not— it could be the lie! You guys have to guess!”
“No,” Eddie slurs, tilting forward, an accusatory finger pointed. “I don’t believe you. And the car thing is—” A slightly drunken hiccup. “Bullshit. You can’t tell two lies.”
Horrified at the allegation, Buck gasps, hand slapped against his sternum. “You think I’d— Eddie, the sanctity of two truths and a lie is really, really important to me.”
OR: One Life-Altering, Buck-Dick-Shaped Truth.
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19 Jun 2026
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“You fucked him,” Buck says, easy as two plus two.
“I mean—” and Eddie cuts himself off immediately. He doesn’t know if correcting Buck and saying he fucked me is the best course of action at this point.
Buck stares, almost hopeful, as if expecting Eddie to follow it up with a negative on the accusation. I mean, that’s not what happened or, I mean, that’s clearly lotion on the bed, dumbass. Buck stares and stares, and the hope withers and dies, and he finally lets out a short, disbelieving laugh that doesn’t quite reach his eyes.
“Jesus, Eddie. So what— what, you fuck men now? Were you even gonna tell me?”
Or, Eddie sleeps with the Boston firefighter, and Buck takes it about as well as you'd expect. What's a little roughhousing between friends, anyway?
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07 Jun 2026
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May: it's a weighted voting system, your vote has more weight if you have a queer parent
Denny: so i have the most voting power
Harry: which usually works out because denny is the most sensible of us
May: harry and i get one vote, denny gets two and chris gets an honorary vote
Ravi: why an honorary vote?
Chris: i have a bisexual buck
Denny: duhhhh
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07 Jun 2026
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"You know," Buck continues, tracing his finger along Eddie's jawline, dragging it down and over the Alpha's Adam apple. "If you wanted to fuck me, Captain, that's all you had to say. There's no need to be so dramatic."
"Buck," Eddie tries, ignoring the primal urge inside of him that roars for him to fuck, breed, claim. "Buck, I am your Captain. You report to me, I—I'm supposed to take care of you. What I did was inappropriate, I'm—I'm like 20 years older than you."
"If you're supposed to take care of me, why haven't you bent me over this desk and stuck your knot inside me?"
OR: Buck flirts with a teammate. His Captain doesn't take too kindly to it.
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- Part 1 of buddie gifts ᥫ᭡.
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01 Jun 2026
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“What’s your face doing?”
Buck makes an affronted noise, shooting Eddie a look. “My face isn’t doing anything.”
“Yes, it is.”
“No, it’s not.”
“Yes, it is.”
“Eddie. It’s not.”
“Yes, it–”
“I’m horny,” Buck blurts. Instantly, his face flushes, body going warm with humiliation. Eddie’s eyes go comically wide.
Or: Buck's really trying to keep it in his pants. Eddie's not exactly keen on letting him do so.
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28 May 2026