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“Get that BP cuff back on him.” Buck can’t hide the panic in his voice. “And call the goddamn medics!”
“Medic?” The older woman materializes at his side and points a finger at him with a confused look.
“EMT!” Buck nearly shouts. “No medic! Help medic!”
Ravi races to plug the cuff into the monitor. His senses flood with a harsh cascade of beeping and flashing.
Think Buck.
Think.
OR: Buck goes to paramedic school
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“You know, you can have some too if you want.”
“Hmmm?” Eddie doesn’t trust his tongue right now. Best he can do is twist his brows and pull his lips into a thin, questioning line.
“Eyeliner! It’ll go perfect with your whole” he swirls his hands in Eddie’s general direction “thing.”
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Buck wears eyeliner for Halloween. He offers some to Eddie, but can’t find the right angle. They end up on the couch.
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“I’ve had a chance to go through files from the past couple of years, and I found one that seemed to be… misplaced?” Her fingers settle over a manila envelope with “December 18th, 2018” scratched into the corner in Bobby’s boxy handwriting.
“Okay? And what trouble did I get into 6 years ago?” Buck tilts his head to get a better look at the envelope.
“I’m afraid your disclosure paperwork was never filed with the LAFD. It’s all filled out, minus the signatures, and it found its way to the bottom of the bottom drawer."
"Disclosure with who?"
-OR- Bobby filled out the paperwork years ago.
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Eddie doesn’t even look up as he settles himself, a crushed box of Marlboro Reds between them. Buck reaches for them, slaps the bottom of the carton on the butt of his hand and pulls an orange filter between his teeth. He leans toward Eddie, who’s already holding a lighter to the end of his cig. Eddie’s knuckles shine in the moonlight and flame, red smeared across his right hand.
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Set in 8x17
After the fightTM, but before the airport.
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Eddie sits up so fast his head spins. “Is he okay?”
“Eddie,” she exhales his name. “It’s not Buck–it’s–it’s–,” her choked back tears muffled with static.
“Maddie?” Eddie’s feet find the carpet.
“It’s Bobby,” Maddie lets the floodgates open. There’s no question in his mind. He’s heard sobs like those before. He’s had sobs like those before. Bobby Nash is dead.
-OR- Conversations I see happening after 8x15
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how to find a boyfriend, one easy step (not clickbait!) by saturnite0614
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
04 Jul 2026
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Rachel's eyes are a dark color, black in the low light of the bar. Her irises seem to swallow her sclera as she squints at Eddie, a small smile on her lips. She reminds Eddie of a fox with her lined eyes. And Eddie's the mouse. She takes a sip of her paloma.
"You know, Buck," she bites her bottom lip, "If you want to take me home, I have an idea of what you can do."
Buck's hand stays on Eddie's shoulder even as he turns to look at Rachel. Fingers flex and press into his skin.
Her eyes flick between them. "Why don't you two kiss?"
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Based on a Twitter post by @likes_koolaid. Buck tries to hit on a girl in a bar and she uno reverses him.
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06 Jul 2026
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“Is it weird that I’ve always wanted someone to kiss me like that?” Eddie says, mouth completely skipping that whole ask-brain-for-permission-first thing.
“No weirder than me always wanting to kiss someone like that,” Buck replies.
Every bit of oxygen is sucked out of the room. The movie is still playing, but Eddie can’t hear it over the ringing in his ears. His eyes snap to Buck, who is rhythmically puffing his cheeks out and picking at the label on his bottle of soda.
Five time Buck and Eddie kiss platonically, and one time they don't.
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05 Jul 2026
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“How the fuck do you know my name?” Dean hisses.
The man doesn’t look scared. He is watching Dean like there is nothing else worth watching, lips a little parted, eyes a little soft. And blue. Real blue, like the ocean on a postcard.
The ice spreading down Dean’s spine makes him shiver.
“I suppose you could say I’m your guardian angel,” the man murmurs. His breath fogs pale between them. All of him is unnaturally warm, like Dean’s touching somebody with the sun sewn up beneath their skin. “I have known you, Dean Winchester, for a very long time.”
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Dean meets an angel who says he's from the future. It all gets a lot more complicated from there.
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23 Jun 2026
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“We did good, Dean,” Sam says. “We got him back.”
Dean huffs a hollow laugh, because yeah, that’s always what it’s about, isn’t it? Cas or Sam or Dean getting themselves lost or dead, and then taking turns dragging each other back from the brink. He shrugs, shoving his hands into his pockets.
“We got him back, yeah,” he says. Sam nods, watching him. “So now what?”
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18 Jun 2026
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All Dean wants is a little privacy. Cas doesn't understand.
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