A "9-1-1" fan fiction with Eddie as the male lead character. SPOILER WARNING: You should have at least watched the first four seasons of "9-1-1"! Slighty AU since I hate Christopher / Texas story line. I used ChatGPT a bit for this fan fiction.

A chanceencounter with Tommy has Eddie questioning why Buck is being so weird.

Buck receives news he’s been approved to foster but keeps it secret after Maddie is kidnapped. While the 118 is out on a call, Buck finds a baby girl, Emilia, left at the firehouse. After an explosion traps them inside, the 118 rescues Buck and Emilia. Buck gets approved as her foster parent but struggles with the sudden life change.

TBA

Eddie wants to make the best choice for his son, even if he breaks his own heart in the process. Christopher is the most important part of his life. But it was so difficult to know what the right path forward was. He's starting to let his parent's opinions get into his head and accept that they know his son better than he does. Until the universe screams and he receives some divine

This is a slight different take on episode 8x11

"I have to quit." Buck responded, despondency lacing his tone. "I can't take being his favourite anymore. He… he calls me his little buddy, and he… touches me." Bobby's eyebrows shot up in surprise, and he half expected for Buck to conclude with a rushed "No, not like that" but it never came. This fic contains non-graphic non-consensual sex acts. Reader discretion is advised.

Something mysterious happens to Buck on a rescue, shocking everyone. Buck doesn't want to deal with it considering he more wants to deal with the ever growing feelings he has for his best friend and work partner; Eddie. Will this situation help or make it worse? [(bottom Buck) (top Eddie) (genderbend Buck) (Female Buck)]

I want more whump for the Tsunami episode, and maybe you do too, so here you go!

Eli got Gerrard fired to protect the 118, Tommy and Sal helps Eddie and Buck heal from the aftermath of Gerrard

Buck took charge after the interstate exchange collapse. He held the 118 together and did everything right. He was a superhero! He climbed walls, sawed through doors, hung from ropes, and got all of his injured loved ones the help they needed. But he missed one detail. He never noticed that he was injured, too...until it caught up to him.

He misses them. Obviously. It's not like he can't with all their memories around him.

A collection of unrelated drabbles for the 118 Daily Drabble challenge.

it would forever be marked in the 118's memory as the day that they saw just what it means when they say "never mess with a SEAL's family"

He should have just put it to the side and left it be, that would have been the better option. Granted, the option he's taken isn't exactly not amazing, but it's hard to be sensible when you have your own hand on your dick.

He glanced down once again at the package he'd sheepishly accepted from the delivery driver that morning like it was a live bomb, face already a little warm. At least Eddie would laugh at him if he made a fool of himself and he could backpedal. Or so he hoped.

The realization hit him with the force of a tidal wave, yet it also felt incredibly obvious, like a truth he'd been unknowingly carrying for years, finally bubbling to the surface. He was… he was in love with Eddie.

When Buck fails to text Bobby, he's found missing. Kidnapped. It's a race against time to find him. But a tie to Bobby's past throws his sobriety into question. Will they find Buck so he can admit his feelings to Eddie?

When Buck's estranged parents show up unannounced at Eddie's house, claiming they want to meet their grandson, Buck's world tilts on its axis. Forced to confront the ghosts of his past, Buck struggles to balance old wounds with the new life he's built alongside Eddie and Christopher. Buddie, found family, fake marriage, Buck need therapy, Chris best boy.

He gave a thumbs up to Buck who was still in the building and relief washed over him in a dizzying wave as he looked away momentarily. Another successful rescue. That's when he felt it. A hot, sticky sensation blooming on his side. He looked down. His hand came away crimson.

There, in the middle of the living room, bathed in the soft afternoon light, stood Buck. Not the Buck he knew – the adrenaline junkie, firefighting Buck obviously, the one who tackled buildings and climbed ladders with a reckless grin. This Buck was… different.

Isaac is the third sibling of buck and maddie, his live isn't any better then that of his siblings, his only hope is that in one year he will be eighteen and can finally move out. But some circumstances might give him new hope or destroy the last Bit of trust when secrets are revealed This fic follows my maleOc with some hurt/comfort An updated version of my original fic

Buck has enough of Maddie trying to micromanage his life and using her boyfriend to keep tabs on him and feels the need to get away from the situation before it damages his relationship with his sister and Chimney beyond repair.

He's fucked. As he looks up as the road narrows and the sirens grow closer, he knows he's done for. So much for being forward, Buck. (Or Buck gives into himself and steals the U-Haul)

What if Buck left after the lawsuit? What if Eddie and Buck weren't close? Eddie has Sal and Tommy to take care of him. Degradation Kink