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Am I the only one with a feeling that The Buckley Family plot isn’t over?
Like past if they’re still there in Recovery, I feel like they’re gonna come back with one last disappointment. 911 has done a lot of “forgive your parents” messages, but they tend to do diverse or several takes on topics. Like parenthood, they tried bio and adoption and IVF and sperm donors.
And if they keep with the plot line of forgiving Chimney’s dad, which I don’t like, but does feel more “permanent” somehow, what if the Buckley parents screw up again?
Like there’s no way they went to therapy a few times and now they’re “fixed”. They screwed up their kids big time.
Sometimes, the (better) message is “you don’t have to keep forgiving the people who hurt you because they’re family that’s okay occasionally”.
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I FUCKING FORGOT I MADE THESE AND I GODDAMN HURT MYSELF.
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anonymous requested: the buckley siblings + pinky swears
I was so entranced that when I looked up I totally forgot I was even in my dorm room lol, loved this! And poor Maddie! 😭❤️
Trigger fic. Early season 3 Maddie. She gets a head injury somehow. It’s a bad concussion but she’s had a LOT of those. She’s in the hospital and it’s like she’s forgotten she’s not in Hershey anymore with the head injury and confusion and she’s so lost in the trauma of it all that she calls Chim or Buck (your choice) Doug and keeps apologizing. Maybe Buck since he hasn’t seen a lot of her triggers. And I hurt my own heart bye 😉.
The last thing he should be thinking about is how awkward it’s going to be when Chimney turns up but with the lawsuit and everything that had happened over the last few days, he’d almost not even called him. But he’s Maddie’s boyfriend and if she were at all cognizant right then he knows that it’s Chimney she would be asking for. Buck gulps down the lump in his throat as he looks at his sister; it was the second time in less than a year he’d been next to her as she lies in a hospital bed and he hates every single second of it.
More than anything though, he hates how terrified she looks at the moment, as though she’s not entirely with him. Her eyes are wide, darting from one side of the room to the other as her breathing quickens. She’s been this way since he’d found her and part of him is worried that she’d hit her head so hard that she’s actually done herself some serious damage and of course, he’s not even sure he’d be surprised. It’s the Buckley luck; a truck had crushed his leg and by some miracle, he could walk but that was where his luck had run out. Now he couldn’t work, or rather… Bobby wouldn’t let him work, even if he felt perfectly capable of doing so.
He stares at her, wishing he could figure out whatever was going on in her head right then. She’d rang him when she must have gotten in from a date with Chimney, a little tipsy and upset, muttering something about how she didn’t know what to do or what to say because she was stuck in the middle between him and Chimney and she never wanted that. The guilt had started to creep in right then because he hadn’t thought about how his friend would feel about all the secrets that come out over the last few days until he was sitting across from him and then he hadn’t thought about the fall out that could come afterwards because Chimney was dating his sister. Of course it would be discussed, of course Maddie would feel the need to see both sides. She was always playing the diplomat between him and his parents and then with Doug, and now… with him and the people he used to call family.
Buck wasn’t stupid, he had seen the hurt on the other man’s face when he’d been told that everyone knew about Bobby’s relapse apart from him. His frown deepens when he can visibly see his sister shaking as though she’s just realised where she is. He had rushed over to her apartment the moment she had stopped answering his texts, not even because he was worried about her but more so, he couldn’t stand the idea of another person hating him or being angry at him. He doesn’t know if there’s any turning back now for him and the rest of the 118 but he’d only just gotten his sister back.
She must have slipped and hit her head on the sink, although he doesn’t know how, she hadn’t seemed that drunk on the phone. But there had been so much blood and even just seeing it and feeling it in entirely different circumstances from months previously in the snow, he was taken right back there for a moment. He’d had no choice but to call 911, she wasn’t responding and then when she was it was as though he wasn’t even in the room with her and she’s not said a single word and each passing second feels more painful than the last.
“Maddie? I’m sure they’ll have your test results soon, we’ll be home before you know it and Chimney… he’ll be here soon.” He’s met with silence again and he tries not to read too much into it as he moves both of his hands to clasp over one of hers, squeezing tightly in the hopes it’ll pull her out of whatever she’s going through then. Her breathing is starting to quicken even more so and she looks more terrified than he’s ever seen her before, even more so than the times he had ran to her bedroom late at night after Doug had died, when she had been woken up from another nightmare. She just looks so scared right then and he feels more helpless than he ever has before.
“What the hell happened?”
Chimney’s voice is enough to pull both of their attention, watching as the man walks towards Maddie and carefully presses a hand against her cheek. It’s something he’s seen him do before and she always leans into the touch but right then, she flinches back as though he’s burnt her and all he can do is shake his head when the other man looks at him. Maddie seemingly isn’t going to answer, tears threatening to fall in her eyes as she so desperately avoids eye contact with either him or Chimney. Instead, he takes a breath, “I-I went to talk to her in person because she hung up on me and… I found her unconscious. I think she hit her head on the sink. She has a severe concussion, a few stitches but she’s pretty out of it.”
He considers Chimney to be like a brother to him but right then, he’s not looking him in the eyes and it hurts. It hurts to know that he had hurt Chimney’s feelings and gotten his own hurt in the process. It’s just a mess… a complete and utter mess than he wishes he could have gone about differently but… he felt as though he hadn’t had a choice. He needed his job, he wasn’t anyone if he wasn’t a firefighter, he didn’t have a family if he didn’t have the 118.
He can see the confusion on his face, “She was tipsy when I dropped her off but she was okay, just… we had a stupid argument about this lawsuit and it wasn’t a big deal or anything. But that was why I didn’t stay the night and… she was fine. I walked her to the door and… she was fine.” As guilty as Buck had felt, Chimney looked about ten times worse right then, carefully rubbing her arm in an attempt to get her attention. It does. And Buck quickly stands up at the intensity of which she snaps her head towards her boyfriend, fearful that she’s done more damage than she already has.
“D-Doug?” He’s never heard his sister sound quite as petrified as she does right then, his heart clenching and his head spinning. Chimney stumbles back a little, his face immediately paling, looking as though he’s about to throw up which is exactly how Buck feels right then. “I-I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I didn’t… I just… I don’t know what happened. I’m so sorry. Was my fault. I-I didn’t… I didn’t mean to.”
The silence was better; Chimney looks as though he’s just been punched in the gut or as though Maddie may as well have just ripped his heart out and for that moment, everything outside of those hospital walls is forgotten when they look at each other. Even from where he’s standing he can see the way the man is trembling before he moves to stand next to Maddie’s bed, “Maddie, it’s… Chim--Howard. Howie. Doug is dead and you’re in LA with me and your brother, he’s just standing right on the other side of your bed, do you see?”
The tears fall down her face and Buck can do nothing but watch as Chimney gently wipes them away, despite the way Maddie flinches at his touch. He doesn’t know whether this is concussion related or trauma related but there’s this awful tension that lingers in the air and he wants to reach out and hold his sister but he doesn’t want to make anything worse. “I’m sorry… I-I didn’t… it was… it was my fault… I must have…” She’s gasping for air and with each anguished sound, there’s an ache in his chest and his stomach flips.
Chimney’s entire bloody slumps in defeat, turning away for just a second to wipe the tears that fall down his own face before he turns back to Maddie with a devastated look on his face. “It’s okay, Maddie, it wasn’t your fault. It’s going to be okay. Take a deep breath and close your eyes, I want you to breathe with me, okay? Your brother is right here, too and I promise, we’re gonna take care of you.” He doesn’t know how his voice can be so calming right then but he supposes it’s years of practice as a Paramedic. “There we go, nice deep breaths... you’re doing so good.” His voice is low, gentle, carefully brushing a hand over Maddie’s cheek as she moves to lie back, “Close your eyes and I promise that when you wake up, everything will be okay.”
Neither of them say another word until the even sounds of Maddie’s breathing can be heard and she’s stopped trembling as much and Chimney can’t take his eyes off of her, just in case she wakes up again. “I-is she okay?” Buck gulps, almost afraid of the answer, terrified that this is more than a concussion.
“Yeah, she will be… just… confused, probably thought she was back in Hershey… thought I was… Doug.” He looks queasy just at the sound of his name, enough to cause a shudder to run down Buck’s spine when he thinks of everything Maddie had been through at the hands of her husband when he had been so unaware. “It happens… she has PTSD and when the concussion eases… she’ll be okay.” She’s not sure if he’s trying to convince himself more than he is Buck but he’s grateful for it anyway, sinking back down onto the chair as he holds Maddie’s hand once more.
“Will we be okay?”
Chimney is slow to sink down onto the chair on the other side of Maddie’s bed, taking her other hand in his own as he brushes his thumb against the back of her knuckles, “We’re family, Buck.” That’s enough of an answer, at least, although he still won’t look at him, feeling at least some of his fear easing as he stares at his sister’s anguished face whilst she sleeps. It’s a concussion, he tries to remind himself, trying to force himself to be as calm as Chimney is pretending to be right then, his heart beating fast and the tears falling before he can stop them, falling into a comfortable silence as they both focus on his sister.
Welcome to the Buckley Siblings week 2021!
With less than two weeks to go; join the Buckley Siblings week from March 29th - April 4th 2021
Prompts for the gif/art/fan video makers:
Day One: Maddie & Buck + protecting each other
Day Two: Maddie & Buck + color(s)
Day Three: Maddie & Buck + family
Day Four: Maddie & Buck + favourite scene/episode
Day Five: Maddie & Buck + personality traits
Day Six: Maddie & Buck + favourite quote
Day Seven: Free Choice
Prompts for the fic writers:
Day One: “I need you.” “I’m on my way.” + hurt
Day Two: “You’re kind of my favourite person, you know that?” + childhood
Day Three: “I can’t believe you’re getting married.” + fluff
Day Four: “Wake up, please don’t leave me alone.” + angst
Day Five: “You’re burning up.” + comfort
Day Six: “Oh shit, you weren’t supposed to see that.” + humor
Day Seven: Free Choice
Rules:
Please tag your work with #buckleysiblingsweek2021 so it can be found and re-blogged. If you have any issues with posts not coming up in the tags, just let us know.
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Okay, I am so happy right now because my bad things happen bingo card finally came in which means so much 9-1-1 content is about to be poured out here. I’ll post it later if anyone wants to submit a prompt or something. I just want to post my third chapter of my GW au first which I know I promised earlier last week and oops I—😬
Okay, here is my bingo card for anyone who wants to submit a prompt. I’m always open for any prompt outside the bingo card as well, just keep in mind I don’t write smut, sorry! I was going to wait to post this until I had chapter 3 posted to my GW au 9-1-1 story, but I’ve been a bit preoccupied with writing another Madney au of my favorite book series, The Darkest Minds. I am finishing up chapter 3 though soon. I’ve also been really busy lately, so just know it may take a bit for me to publish any stories people request, but I will try hard to get them out as soon as possible!
Yes, another great chapter! 😭🥰
It’s definitely too late but his heart is big and his need is great. To be loved by the two people who should have unconditionally done so from the moment he was born, that was all he had ever wanted and needed from them. And he now knows that they did love him but they didn’t know how to show it because they had been so wrapped up in what they had lost that they didn’t see what they could have gained from him and from his life.
Very evil for ending it like that, but I love doing the same for my own stories. It wouldn’t be a true story of mine if I didn’t have a least one cliffhanger. 😂
Usually, her daughter comes hurtling towards her, crashing into her as though she hasn’t seen her in years and it makes her heart feel full every single time. But… maybe they went out for ice cream, maybe they popped to the store. There are a million innocent, fun reasons as to why the apartment is so quiet right then and why her daughter isn’t greeting her at the door as she would expect her to, and yet, her brain and her heart immediately jumps to the dark place. It always does.
mY hEaRtTtTtttTttttttt!!!! 😭❤️
She hates the words for falling from her mouth, hoping that her brother understands that her intentions have only ever been to protect him. This had always been the plan, though she had never voiced it to him. She had to do everything she could to ensure that if Doug was going to leave this apartment - it would be alone or with her and only her. “This was your fault, Maddie, if you had just stayed.”
Welcome to the Buckley Siblings week 2021!
Join the Buckley Siblings week TOMORROW from March 29th - April 4th 2021
We are really looking forward to seeing everyone’s creations!
Prompts for the gif/art/fan video makers:
Day One: Maddie & Buck + protecting each other
Day Two: Maddie & Buck + color(s)
Day Three: Maddie & Buck + family
Day Four: Maddie & Buck + favourite scene/episode
Day Five: Maddie & Buck + personality traits
Day Six: Maddie & Buck + favourite quote
Day Seven: Free Choice
Prompts for the fic writers:
Day One: “I need you.” “I’m on my way.” + hurt
Day Two: “You’re kind of my favourite person, you know that?” + childhood
Day Three: “I can’t believe you’re getting married.” + fluff
Day Four: “Wake up, please don’t leave me alone.” + angst
Day Five: “You’re burning up.” + comfort
Day Six: “Oh shit, you weren’t supposed to see that.” + humor
Day Seven: Free Choice
If your fic is posted to A03, please use the collection BuckleySiblings2021!
Rules:
Please tag your work with #buckleysiblingsweek2021 so it can be found and re-blogged. If you have any issues with posts not coming up in the tags, just let us know.
Every creation made for this week should be posted on Tumblr, so it can be re-blogged on this blog. If you post to A03, just link on your Tumblr Blog and tag appropriately.
Have fun!
If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to send us an ask.
Please re-blog to spread the word!
So good! 😭🥰🙏🏼
The minute his phone lights up with a call from his sister, he doesn’t hesitate in picking up. It’s three in the morning, the buzzing sound of his phone had pulled him from his already light sleep, as though his mind and body had been waiting for this moment. “Maddie?” He squeezes his eyes tight shut through sleep filled vision, rubbing his eyes with his other hand when he moves to sit up in his bed.
“I need you.”
Three words. That’s all he needs to hear to practically throw himself out of the bed, “I’m on my way.” She hangs up before he can say anything else, trying not to read too much into the tone of her voice. If there were something wrong with the baby, he wouldn’t be her first call and considering Chimney is still fast asleep on his couch as he heads down the stairs and she hadn’t asked him to wake her boyfriend up, his unborn niece or nephew must be absolutely fine.
Buck sighs, grabbing a face mask from the side, heading out of the door, trying not to let his imagination run wild. Living through a pandemic wasn’t easy; going to work every single day, having to be more careful than ever, thinking about every grocery trip he took, not able to go anywhere other than work and home and repeat. But the hardest thing had been not seeing Maddie. This was meant to be a joyous time, he was meant to be able to fuss over her, to watch her grow, to spoil the baby before he or she was even born. It’s been three months and Maddie is five months pregnant and he’s seen her once and that was before he had even known.
But he knows, as sorry as he feels for himself and what he’s missing out on, Chimney is the one sleeping on his couch and missing every part of the pregnancy he’s meant to be heavily involved in. Buck wasn’t stupid though, he could see from the video calls that it was starting to weigh heavy on his sister’s shoulders, that she was becoming less understanding and more impatient with Chimney, the longer it was.
He feels lonely, at times, despite the fact he lives with someone and he works with the same people he has always worked with. It’s just isolating, perhaps because there’s too much time now to internalise and think about everything, think about what they are missing out on and what they could be doing or what they should be doing at every spare moment. The car ride to Chimney’s apartment - well, Maddie’s too, now, he remembers - is shorter than he had remembered, a journey not travelled in over three months. Everything had changed so quickly - one minute his sister was telling him she was pregnant via a phone call and the next Chimney was knocking on his door saying he couldn’t go home and risk Maddie or their unborn child’s life. Maddie had moved out of her apartment and into Chimney’s with Albert and Chimney was living with him in his apartment and everything had changed.
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Ahhh there’s so much to read and write for 9-1-1 and not enough time, I blame this group project I’ve been assigned to not keeping up with everyone’s stories plus my own.
I have a lot of content in the works for madney/Buckley siblings, half of it coming from my bingo card, but that of course didn’t stop me from coming up with a whole other story idea.
So what if Phillip Buckley had actually been one of those dads who took pictures and filmed stuff, like Danny Tanner from full house, and kept all of that stuff over the years and sent it all to Maddie and then Maddie has the idea where even though Buck never got to meet Daniel, she asks him if he wants to meet his older brother, and then plays him some VHS tapes or whatever of a young Maddie and Daniel playing with each other or goofing off. Imagine that.
Maddie was on the brink of turning the car around right when the welcome to Los Angeles sign came into view. Her whole body is shaking with nerves from both leaving her abusive husband behind in Pennsylvania and going to see a brother she hasn’t seen or talked to in 3 years, all while her son happily sat in his car seat in the back, headphones on, smiling as he watched Toy Story 3 on his portable DVD player she bought him for his birthday.
Jamie is enjoying his time away from home because to a 4 year old this all feels like going on a vacation. Maddie wants to feel just as free and light as her son, but she doesn’t think she knows how to. Not when she’s almost positive Doug is close behind them, or at least he has to realize by now they are gone. It will take him some time to find her because he has no clue where Buck lives. Maddie knows though.
Her little brother is a firefighter now. Has been for almost two years. Maddie found out through a christmas postcard he sent last year with him in front of a truck that read 118. He’s smiling proudly in the photo with his arms crossed and a santa hat on, and it has been a long time since Maddie saw her brother genuinely that happy and excited.
Can someone please take me out? Give me an excuse so I don’t have to give a Ted Talk to my class in 2 weeks when I could barley stand in front of them and talk for a group presentation. No? Okay, that’s...that’s fine.
On another note then, would you guys be interested in a fairytale AU with Madney and the Buckley siblings? I’m not trying to get ahead of myself here because I’m still in the middle of working on two stories right now, but I’ve been thinking a lot about Once Upon A Time and I’m kind of feeling inspired...idk. I have too many ideas hitting me all at once. 😭
As much as Buck hated Hershey, he didn’t want to leave his sister and Nephew behind to go traveling again. A part of him wished he could just take them with him even if he knew deep down that he couldn’t. So he stayed for maybe a month or a month and a half, up until his sister told him it was time for him to go because she could see he was getting antsy. She promised they would be okay and would keep in touch. He left again and at the beginning months of Jamie's life received videos and pictures daily. As time went on, nearing his nephew’s first birthday, even getting Maddie to pick up her phone felt hard. He went back home for Jamie's first birthday, and that was the last time he saw either of them before Maddie completely cut him off.
Buck still loves his sister even if it felt like she abandoned him, and as he finally presses the green talk button and hears the ringing, he just hopes the real reason she showed back up is because she finally left Doug. He hopes that the real reason isn’t that she finally stopped caring about him after all these years, because Buck doesn’t think he could handle that. Finally though, after what feels like too many rings later, he hears a familiar voice at the other end of the phone. “Evan?”
Bobby lives the life of the unexpected. He lives the life of both Miracles and tragedies, has seen what type of magic and consequences a firefighter can both work and cause; he wouldn’t trade any of it for anything though...well, almost anything.
Bobby loves his job as a firefighter, he loves going out into the unknown everyday and getting to help families stay with each other, especially after he couldn’t keep his own family together in the end. Los Angeles was exactly the type of clean fresh air he needed to restart his life after living under a constant dark cloud for years. He can feel it even all this time later as he sits at the dinner table surrounded by something he never thought he would have again—a family, his family.
Bobby got a second chance to be married to another amazing woman and have kids running around the yard as he chased after them, and while it could never replace his life back in Minnesota, he is still grateful every single day for it. Really he should have had this life with his wife before and his own kids, and it will always be a mystery on why god caused him the pain he did, still does, because while he has a new life with a bunch of people he loves and who love him, it will never quite get rid of the gaping hole in his heart.
Maddie can feel the joy radiate off of each and every person her eyes glaze over as she looks at the photographs on the walls, one guy she even recognizes as the person who first greeted her when she unexpectedly showed up at the firehouse in search of her brother. She is so happy it seems Buck has found his place in the world and also found the people he wants to share his life with. If anyone deserved it, it was her little brother.
So maybe, maybe she should just leave and not come back. Maddie should just take her son and run somewhere else. It isn’t fair for her to drag her brother into a mess she made, not when he finally has a job he loves and people he considers family. Not only would she be messing his life up but theirs as well. They look like they love Evan just as much as she does, so automatically it feels like she’s making her mess all of their messes as well and that is not fair to drag down Buck and everyone around him. It would be all too familiar and all too hurtful she knows, but maybe she should just write a letter to her brother and get out while she still can.
There isn’t really much time to process that thought any longer though as the door handle jiggles to the front door and Buck is stepping into his apartment.
Don’t tell me that I’m wrong I’ve walked that road before And left you on your own And please believe them when they say That it’s left for yesterday
Here is a preview of a story I’m working on with all my other stories. I just felt like sharing a little of what’s to come because why not? ✌🏼
It doesn’t take long after Buck rolls over in bed groaning from a long night of restless sleep and opens his eyes to remember what today marks.
7 years.
Today officially marks 7 excruciating, haunting, and painful years since he’s last seen his sister and he isn’t even out of bed yet before knowing today is already going to be one hell of a day, and he still has a 12 hour shift at the fire station ahead of him. All Buck really wants to do is hide under his covers like he used to do when he was a kid and drift away from the world. He wants to pretend he doesn’t exist and has no obligations to anyone or anything other than himself, but unfortunately he has people counting on him. So, it’s with a heavy heart wrenching sigh he pulls the warm covers off of him and lets the cold morning air sink into his bones as he gets up and tries to move forward with his day.
Each step feels heavier than the last and if more effort is required, as if he is attempting to move forward in quicksand but each step is just dragging him down further and taking a little piece of him bit by bit until there is nothing left to give—burying his soul way before it’s time.
Buck supposes he always feels like this on his sister’s anniversary, because usually he is a lot more upbeat and confident and can throw a smile on at a moment's notice with all the jokes his crew throws about.
Not today though.
Today doesn't deserve smiles and happiness and cheerfulness, not when his sister isn’t here to share it with him. His team knows what today is, too. That’s why Bobby told him to work at least a 12 hour shift after Buck told the man he wanted the day off, because his friends knew that all he would do is mope around at home and drink himself to the point of blacking out, and that is no way to go about dealing with his demons. Why feed them when you can shut them down all together for at least an afternoon?
Buck really doesn’t want to be alone anyway if he’s honest, because then his mind will be stuck in an endless loop of what if’s and how he could have stopped his sister from walking out the door that morning for school just to never come home again. It would constantly play on repeat the last time he saw her at only 13 years old and how she hugged him goodbye and told him she loved him and would be home to see him off the school bus. How she walked out the door and down the driveway only to look back and smile at him with so much love as he watched her disappear down the street from the big living room window as he always did. How he got off the bus that afternoon with no sister in sight. How she didn’t make it to dinner that night, or any other night for the next 7 years.
On October 8th, 7 years ago today, Maddie Buckley walked out the front door to her home, and she never returned.
No one knows what happened to her. Maddie just seemed to vanish with the wind, out of sight from everyone, and no indicator of where she had blown to.