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elvensorceress · 3 days
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If I Should Fall
buck/eddie | rated: Teen | 23.7K | ao3
So last Monday, I posted this little thing. Of course I took the week and went and wrote the rest of said thing. It's complete and all posted now!
It’s just after midnight and Buck is going to bed. He’s been saying this for a couple hours but YouTube had too many Am I the A-Hole videos and Instagram had those gorgeously, if deceptively edited food recipe posts and he doesn’t even want to talk about the doomscrolling of TikTok.
His phone goes off with a call five seconds after he lies down. A number he doesn’t know. So he could ignore it. Or wait until they’ve left a message. But who would call at this hour for no reason? Or for scamming, telemarketing reasons? Long story short, he answers.
“Buckley?” The man on the other end says. He sounds vaguely familiar but not enough that Buck came put a name or face with a voice.
“Uh, yeah? Who is this?”
“Mehta. Captain Mehta. Of the 133.”
“Oh, hey,” Buck says, automatically friendly and smiling. That makes sense now. “What’s up? Why the— why are you calling?” Why would he call in the middle of the night?
Why does anyone call in the middle of the night.
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A helicopter crash leaves the love of Buck's life dying in a hospital, leading him to evaluate the life he has, the life he wants, and where his heart belongs.
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loserdiaz · 2 days
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no but i can't stop about eddie finding queering the map and being overwhelmed by the amount of stories that resonate with him.
it starts with buck, because of course it does.
buck comes into the station one day, rambling about this site he found online. he's still figuring out bisexuality for himself and has been going down a rabbit hole ever since, reading endless articles and reddit stories and experiences told from so many people.
and something about it, about this particular site, catches eddie's attention. he really can't stop thinking about it, wondering if people from el paso would have any of those pins. if anyone from the place he grew up in, was raised in, ever felt like him.
he can't stop wondering if maybe he was never as alone as he thought he was.
when he gets home, he decides to look for himself— it takes him a while. there's too many black pins and he doesn't quite know how to navigate the huge map on his screen. it takes him a few minutes to get the hang of it.
but when he does— oh, when he does.
right there in el paso, people from the same streets he once rode his bike in, are sharing his experiences. fellow soldiers in the same base eddie trained at.
eddie reads these sacred, secret little messages and feels his heart expand more and more with every each one of them.
some of them makes him laugh and chuckle, teary eyed but amused, like "even the army has gays," and "from one gay cowboy to another."
others, nake him falter. make his bretah hitch inside his chest. make something beautiful and fragile and orecious uncurl from the deepest depths of his soul. make him feel seen in a way he isn't sure he's quite ready to.
messages like— "you're not the only one," and "you'll be okay." "the heaven the people from this town speak of, is not a heaven i wanna be sent to." "i should've told him when i had the chance." "stuck in a warzone, thinking about how i wasted so much time and now i might not make it home to him."
messages that hit a little too close to home. from soldiers still in the closet, struggling to accept themselves and living a lie.
messages from dumb teenagers, scared of the future— just like eddie had been once.
messages from people braver than he ever could be, sharing the stories of how they came out to their families and moved across the country to be able to live their truest selves.
eddie spends hours and hours just reading post after post, goingbthrough as many lins as he can and drinking them in as a dying, thirsting man in the middle of the driest desert. he reads until the light from the comouter makes his head hurt and his eyes burn everytime he blinks.
at the end, before closing the tab, he decides to put on his own note.
📍not sure if I'll ever be ready to say it out loud, but I love him. i'm too late. I've lost my chance. this changes nothing, my heart is still in his hands.
he clicks on add and feels the tiniest amount of weight lifting from his shoulders.
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extasiswings · 2 days
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Post-4x13 Fics
I was going to go on a reblog spree, but instead figured I would just put all of my S4 finale spec/post-4x13/S5 spec fics in one handy list.
some things you just can't speak about
A collection of S4 finale spec fics.
a flower in a gun (a bird in flight)
Even if Buck felt the same—and Eddie isn’t convinced of that, doesn’t have the arrogance to assume—what right does he have to say please, to say wait, to ask Buck to put his life on hold indefinitely while Eddie sorts through the tangled mess in his head in the hope that one day he’ll finally be ready? He can’t be that selfish. Especially not with Buck. [Or: in the aftermath of the shooting, love endures.]
mark me like a bloodstain (or a tattoo kiss)
Eddie finds words difficult. So he comes up with other ways to show how he feels. [For the prompt: "You've always felt like home."]
stars choose their lovers (save my soul)
Most of the time, Buck feels like there’s no one in the world who understands Eddie as well as he does. Most of the time. Because there are still some other times when he’s completely in the dark.
safety and home
The thing Eddie remembers most about the shooting isn’t the shot itself, or the pain, or even the fear—it’s the cold. [Or: Eddie dreams of drowning]
burning like a slow flame
For the prompt: "I felt it shelter to speak to you." “With all due respect, Mr. Diaz,” the doctor says, “you’re in the emergency room because of an acute stress response in which your brain tricked your body into believing you were in danger to such an extent that you thought you were dying. I’m not sure you’re as fine as you think.”
slipping away (call on me)
For the prompt: "I exist in two places, here and where you are." Buck feels like he lost part of himself when he watched Eddie being rolled through the emergency doors and he hasn’t gotten it back. There’s a hollow space in his chest crowding out his lungs so he can’t draw a full breath, squeezing his heart so his blood isn’t circulating properly. He’s a shade. Half-alive. And the other half left on a city street, in an ambulance bay, in a hospital room.
paint me a heaven with your bloodied mouth
Buck. Four letters. One syllable. Eddie knows it’s a nickname. He doesn’t know why Buck picked it or why Buck seems to use it exclusively, but he figures it isn’t really his business. And also that it probably isn’t that deep—all of them use nicknames at work or otherwise in their daily lives. Eddie himself might find it weird if anyone outside of his immediate family suddenly started using his full name regularly after so many years of only rarely hearing it from anyone else. So. Eddie calls Buck "Buck." And he doesn’t think anything of it. At least…not at first.
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iinryer · 3 days
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—still the only thing, everything—
[buck/eddie || 10.6k || post-lightning]
It should scare him, Buck thinks. Probably.
With the infrequency of it here, less opportunities to get used to it again. It should.
But another flash of bright cold light demands attention outside his windowed wall, the bass-y roll of thunder rumbling and echoing through the loft, skittering over him like waves…
And all Buck can think about is how much it doesn’t.
It doesn’t scare him.
the next time it storms in la, buck thinks about fear, grief, and lightning. eddie drops by.
[read it on ao3]
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diazsdimples · 20 hours
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I think- I think you might be my person.
Buddie or BuckTommy if it sparks joy 💞🦛
Oh, we're going for the feels today huh? Have some Buddie feels, just for you my love 🥰🫶
"I think - I think you might be person."
The words hang heavy between them, thick with unspoken meaning. There's yearning behind them, years of bitten back "I love you" and "don't leave me" and "please stay, I need you." But finally, Buck will speak them, no longer afraid of the consequences. He's ready. They're ready.
Eddie looks a little stunned, his mouth hanging open slightly as he looks at Buck, takes in the open vulnerability of his expression. They're so close, just a couple more steps and they'll be there. Buck waits with bated breath, praying Eddie will take the cue and take Buck's tender, open heart delicately in his hands.
"I- we're best friends, Buck, I should hope I'm your person."
He's deflecting, Buck can tell. Eddie's had years of repression and Catholicism that've taught him to box away all his feelings and not allow himself to be authentically him.
But not anymore. They're allowed to be happy. They're allowed to have this, to have each other. Buck just needs to take that step that Eddie can't do himself, because Eddie will never let himself have something if he doesn't think Buck will want it too.
"No, Eddie. That's not what I mean, I'm not-" he sighs, mentally weighing up his options. He could back out now, pretend he was just talking about their friendship. But then they'd be back in that revolving door of bad decisions and unspoken words and Buck can't do that anymore. He won't.
"Fuck it. Eddie, you're my person because you're the most important thing in my life. You and Christopher. You're my best friend, yeah, but it's more than that, right? Every day I wake up and you're the first thing I think about. When we're not together, I feel empty, but when you're by my side it's like I'm whole, like a piece of me has been returned to my body. You're my person because there is no one else in this world I would rather spend every day with than you. I trust you with my life."
Eddie's eyes are soft and they shine with unshed tears. He's biting his lip and Buck wants nothing more than to run his thumb over it and release it from his teeth, and tenderly capture his lips with Buck's own. But he needs to finish what he's saying. Eddie has to hear it.
"Eddie I can't imagine a life without you. The sun rises and sets on you, the world revolves around you and I-" his voice breaks and he ducks his head. He can't go on, he can't say it, he's not strong enough, he's not-
Eddie's fingers curl under his chin and slowly, gently, he raises Buck's head so their eyes meet. God he's so beautiful. He's truly the most beautiful person Buck has ever seen.
"Go on," he whispers, his voice cracked and raw with emotion. "Please."
Buck sucks in a breath. It's now or never.
"I love you."
It's like the air has been knocked out of Eddie and his breath hisses from him. Buck can't breathe. The oxygen has been sucked from the room, and he can't breathe, not until Eddie speaks. Until he confirms that Buck hasn't fucked this up and read all the signals wrong.
"Please say something," he begs.
Eddie takes a step closer, his fingers never leaving Buck's chin. The gap between them closes until they're chest to chest, nose to nose, close than they've ever been before. Eddie's lips ghost against his, a tentative brush, as though he's testing the waters. Buck tilts his head ever so slightly and, emboldened, Eddie kisses Buck properly this time, their lips moving in sync with one another and oh, this is what's been missing from Buck's life.
It's like the world has a new meaning now because hold fuck, Eddie is kissing him. His best friend, the love of his life, the man he'd almost convinced himself he would never be allowed to have, is kissing him back as though he feels the same. There's such tenderness and emotion with the way Eddie kisses him, as though they were born for this. As though they were made for one another. Two halves of a whole, destined to be with one another regardless of circumstance.
Eddie pulls away from him and rests his forehead against Buck's, his lips pressed tightly together. He's breathing heavily and fast, as though he's moments away from a panic attack.
Buck gently touches Eddie's arm, just above the elbow. Eddie doesn't pull away, staying completely still.
"Eds?" Buck says, voice quiet and full of choked up emotion.
Eddie licks his lips and takes a deep breath, as though steeling himself, and Buck feels sick. He's going to say he doesn't feel it, that Buck is alone in this journey, that they're just friends and Buck has misread the signs. Eddie can't, he won't, won't ever-
"I love you too."
Send me a ship and a sentence and I'll finish it!!
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bewilderedbuck · 14 hours
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i want you to stay.
for rae @ice-sculptures
“So, um,” Buck swallows, gaze darting down to Eddie’s mouth for no more than a second. “So, this was a — a date, right?” Eddie keeps his eyes trained down when he asks, “Did you want it to be?”
read on ao3 here.
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gayeddieagenda · 2 days
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i wear your socks and slippers
buck/eddie | getting together, pre-season 7 | rated e | 6k
“Do you ever wonder–I mean, do you ever think about it?” Buck said. He was rambling, had been for the better part of a couple minutes now. Eddie was being patient with him. Watching him, steady gaze over a beer bottle held loose in his hand. “It would be easier, right?” “What would?” Eddie said. “You and me,” Buck said. “If we, you know, worked. Together, not just as friends.”
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tizniz · 2 days
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Tease Tidbit Tuesday 💫
Tagged by Hippo, @theotherbuckley & @bidisasterevankinard
For @hippolotamus 🩵 Hope you have the most wonderful day, my darling.
Buck's Surprise (2.4K)
“Are you going to tell me where we’re going yet?” Buck asks as he plays with Eddie’s finger, whose arm is stretched across the middle console to rest in his husband’s lap, more than content to feel Buck’s calloused fingers run along his palm. “Nope.” Eddie replies with a grin. His eyes are hidden behind his sunglasses, which means Buck doesn’t see him glance over and catch the way Buck’s nose wrinkles, “Baby, it’s worth it, I promise.” “This is cruel and mean and cruel.” Buck whines, tilting his head back against the headrest.
Eddie surprises Buck with a special trip to the zoo.
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NP tagging: @actualalligator, @actuallyitsellie, @perfectlysunny02, @spotsandsocks, @fortheloveofbuddie, @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove, @daffi-990, @jesuisici33, @cal-daisies-and-briars, @exhuastedpigeon, @theplaceyoustillrememberdreaming, @monsterrae1, @epicbuddieficrecs, @elvensorceress, @eddiebuckley-diaz, @eddiebabygirldiaz, @wildlife4life, @evanbegins, @devirnis, @loveyouanyway, @smilingbuckley, @watchyourbuck, @loserdiaz, @excuseme-greentea, @wikiangela, @scknight05, @dangerpronebuddie, @kitteneddiediaz, @incorrect9-1-1, @underwaterninja13, @bigfootsmom, @mountedeverest
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spotsandsocks · 1 day
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Tease Tidbit Tuesday 💔
Tagged by @rainbow-nerdss @wikiangela @bidisasterevankinard @tizniz
Ok the tease is my title for the first chapt of the Demi Eddie fic I’m writing. Decided to just throw chapt one out there on a random Tuesday! It feels like ages since I’ve put anything out so I just wanted to!! It may not be perfect but my eyes are tied and I can’t edit anymore!
I’m rather pleased with the angsty title 😂
It’s called
How can we dance when I silenced the song 1/4 2.6k
Buck’s bisexual but that won’t make any difference to how Eddie feels about his best friend , not one bit, not at all. How could it, it’s Buck, and Eddie already knows he loves him, will love him always. What it will do apparently, is force you to open your eyes to the fact that those feelings, that love, isn’t exactly what you thought it was, because you can run and you can hide and you can lie to yourself for a very long time but eventually, if you’re lucky you can learn enough new things to finally hear the truth and then maybe you can dance to the song you’ve been ignoring all your life.
Chapt 1 is angsty but we’re heading to a happy buddie ending 😘
Tagging to share today or Wednesday whatever day it is with you when you see this 🩷
@monsterrae1 @shortsighted-owl @the-likesofus @hoodie-buck @loserdiaz
@bi-buckrights @rogerzsteven @bekkachaos @thekristen999 @ronordmann
@hippolotamus @spaceprincessem @underwaterninja13 @wildlife4life @stagefoureddiediaz
@thewolvesof1998 @exhuastedpigeon @weewootruck @giddyupbuck
@honestlydarkprincess @elvensorceress @jesuisici33 @eddiebabygirldiaz @daffi-990
@diazsdimples @steadfastsaturnsrings @lover-of-mine @fortheloveofbuddie @watchyourbuck
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loveyouanyway · 3 days
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Hi Nolan 🥰
For the sentences game: buddie + "Will you please hold still?"
hi darling!! i hope you like whatever this is
"Will you please hold still?" Eddie asks in a stern but fond voice. Buck laughs. "Ugh let me do it myself." "Sure but it's gonna look like shit." They're trying to put on eyeliner because Karen said Buck would look good with it and apparently Eddie is the only one out of the four of them who knows how to do eyeliner (thank his sisters for that) so here they are. "Okay fine you do it, Eds." Eddie sighs and applies the eyeliner as carefully as he can while being pretty drunk. He takes a step back and he makes some expression that has Buck asking, "Oh does it look weird?" "No no. You're just really hot. Like the way the eyeliner makes your eyes stand out. God, I love your eyes–"
send me a ship + a line and i'll continue writing
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leothil · 14 hours
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I was looking for a fic post to reblog, but couldn't find one for this fic, so I'm making one myself because I need everyone to read this!
like a hole in the ground
by @clytemnestraaa
“Look," Maddie says. "I don’t have a lot of experience here. But I think it might not be exactly what you think. Like sometimes people just get all... twisted up inside. And it take time to untangle, you know?” - Buck confesses. It doesn't go all that well.
Internalized homophobia, not actually unrequited love, angst, and pining. 14.7k words, rated T
>Read on AO3<
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elvensorceress · 2 days
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Heart of Flowers/Heart of Gold
Since we're all back on our sniper arc nonsense, here is the very first thing I ever wrote for the Buddie fandom in the hiatus between s4 and 5. Complete with a new little rewrite for the ending because that part always bothered me especially after 5B and now I fixed it. 😘💕
buck/eddie | rated:M | 145K | ao3
You okay, Buckley?”
No. No is the only word in his head. Nothing else. No over and over again. It can’t be happening. He’s not okay. What sort of a question is that? No, no, no, he’s not okay. Nothing is okay.
There’s blood on his hands, on his face, his crisp white shirt. It’s sticky and smells like suffering and dying and it’s on his tongue. In his mouth, down his throat, in his body in a way it should not be because it’s not his. It’s not his, it doesn’t belong to him and it’s not supposed to be all over. It was sprayed and gushing and spilled all over the street, and it is not okay.
His hands are shaking. Everything’s blurry. There was a rush and a panic and frantic seconds that were both too fast and not fast enough. But what now? Adrenaline is a thing. It’s working, rushing through him, but there’s nothing he can do. He can’t breathe. How is he supposed to breathe? His heart is beating because it’s pounding and screaming against a cage inside him. But it’s ripped open. Bleeding onto pavement like a gunshot wound.
He’s not okay.
(continue reading)
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dangerpronebuddie · 16 hours
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Hiiiiiii Maggie!! Sending you the first of many kiss prompts. I’m not sure which you’ve already done so just lmk if you want me to send you the next one haha
FIRST requesting number 72 please 💗💗💗
Hi Bazza💕💕💕
I hope this is along the lines of what you had in mind 🥰
Kiss Me Once Cause You Know I Had A Long Night 31/?
72. Accidentally bumping noses
Summary:
Eddie leans away and pulls his shirt over his head. He barely has his head free before Buck's diving back in for a kiss.
Only they both tilted the same way, bumping their noses together.
Eddie breaks into a fit of giggles, bright and bubbly and so beautiful. Buck can't help but laugh with him.
(read below!)
“Off,” Buck mutters against Eddie's lips, tugging at the hem of his shirt. Buck had his shirt off before they even got down the hall. Eddie needed to catch up.
They only have an hour to themselves, maybe. Chris is getting a ride home with a friend who's going to stay for the entire weekend. Buck wants as much alone time with Eddie he can get before then.
Eddie chuckles and cups Buck’s face in his hands. “You're insatiable.” He guides Buck into their bedroom and kicks the door closed, kissing him with slow, aching tenderness. Buck melts against him, basking in the moment of unhurried softness as long as he dares.
Eddie ducks to kiss the hinge of his jaw.
“Okay, now you're just procrastinating.” Buck tugs at the shirt again.
Eddie leans away and pulls his shirt over his head. He barely has his head free before Buck's diving back in for a kiss.
Only they both tilted the same way, bumping their noses together.
Eddie breaks into a fit of giggles, bright and bubbly and so beautiful. Buck can't help but laugh with him.
He winds his arms around Eddie's waist, his heart fluttering with how full of love he feels. He never in a million years thought he'd get to have this. Married to his best friend, able to laugh during the most absurd moments, completely comfortable and completely loved.
Eddie leans in again in an attempt to get them back on track. Buck, never missing an opportunity to mess with him, bumps his nose against Eddie's again, setting the giggles off once more.
Eddie calms down quickly, like he's in just as much of a rush as Buck. “Are you actually going to let me kiss you or are you just going to-”
Buck cuts him off with a hungry kiss Eddie smiles into.
An hour later, just before Chris and his friend arrive, Buck pulls Eddie in for a soft kiss. Only Eddie bumps their noses together with a wide grin.
“I love you,” Buck says with a fond chuckle.
“To the core,” Eddie says before actually kissing him.
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exhuastedpigeon · 2 days
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Buddie - “Do you really think that’s going to fit?”
This is longer than five sentences but I'm not sorry!
"Do you really think that's going to fit?" Buck's voice meets Eddie's ears and he can't help but smile as he turns around.
"It might if you gave me a hand with it," Eddie raises an eyebrow at Buck and nods towards to table, already laden down with enough food to feed an army.
Buck laughs, but he moves a couple of dishes around so Eddie can set down the cake - "Death - 0 / Chimney 5" written across it in bright blue icing.
"Not sure how Maddie is going to feel about that," Buck says with a smile, leaning into Eddie's space.
"Maybe like her husband is very lucky?" Eddie asks, feeling the heat of Buck's body where he's touching him. He feels like a live wire, like Buck touching him any more might light them both on fire.
He hasn't been able to get the feel of Buck's body against his out of his head, not since Chim's bachelor party where they spent the entire night plastered together like some kind of two headed monster.
"Hopefully," Buck laughs, his breath warm against Eddie's cheek. "At least we know Chim'll love it."
"Yeah," Eddie doesn't mourn the loss of Buck's warmth when he walks toward the doors to Maddie and Chim's backyard. He doesn't. It isn't his loss to mourn.
"You coming?" Buck asks, eyes bright when he turns back to face Eddie. Eddie can see their family in the yard. Can hear Hen's laugh and Karen's giggle. Can practically feel Bobby's eyes on him, like he knows what Eddie was just thinking.
"Yeah, I'm right behind you."
"Best spot for you to be, I'm gonna need you to have my back out there," Buck laughs waits for Eddie - he's always waiting for Eddie.
Eddie breathes in once, smelling Buck's deodorant and his new cologne that Eddie knows Buck doesn't like as much as his old one because he's wearing less and less of it, and then they step outside together. Buck and Eddie verse the world, just like it's always been for them.
And maybe one day soon it really will be BuckandEddie, the two of them together in every way. They just aren't there yet.
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wolfmadefromash · 2 days
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New College Buddie AU in the Works
After getting a little glimpse over drunk and hungover Eddie at the end of 7x05, I had a need for something with party boy/frat boy Eddie. So I have this college AU where Buck is more the academic and Eddie is the partier. Buck goes by Evan, Eddie keeps calling him Buck. They have the same major, Eddie's trying to be friends with Buck/flirt with him. Stands him up for a date because he has to watch Christopher. Buck thinks he's lying. These are just thoughts for the story, haven't gotten to them yet. Anyway...
Here's a small bit of it:
“Sociology again? Didn't you take that last semester?”  “That was Intro. You know there’s more than one sociology class, right?”  Eddie reaches over, snatching the piece of paper from Evan. “Yeah, right.” He says, studying the list. “Hey, we’re in the same groups in everything but sociology.” He looks over to Evan and grins. “Now we have to be study partners.”  “We really don’t.”   “Awe, come on. We made a good team in Public Services, right? Both got A’s, and you know it’s probably your fault I have to take Intro to Sociology again since you weren’t there to help me. But now with you in the next class you’re basically a pro!”  “How did you manage to fail sociology? It’s basically all just... life views and different perspectives.”  Eddie shrugs. “I might have missed a couple classes.”   “A couple?”  “Okay most of them. But it was an 8am Monday lecture, who’s actually making it?”  “So you were too hungover to make it, is what you’re saying. Public Services was an 8am Monday, class and you made that just fine most of the time.”  Eddie reaches down, slipping the paper back into Evan’s open bag. “Well, I had good motivation to come to that class.” He says with a wink.   Evan feels his face heat up and he quickly turns away. “You’re an idiot.” He grumbles, shifting in his seat as the professor walks in. 
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epicbuddieficrecs · 2 days
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Fic rec for my BFF, pt.2 : Seasons 4-5
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Here's the next part of my "fic rec for my BFF who's watching 9-1-1" series, covering seasons 4 and 5!
Season 4
To Build a Home We Deconstruct Our Rituals by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels/ @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels
Post-S4, Marriage of convenience | 44K | Explicit
After the shooting, Eddie realizes he needs to put some things in place. Like who will get his assets if he dies. Who will speak for him if he ends up in a coma. What might happen if his family contests Buck's guardianship. Luckily, he's got a simple easy-peasy solution that won't result in insanity, catastrophe, or heartbreak: Marry Buck.
Eddie: Let's get married! In a platonic way! 😆
it's blue (the feeling i got) series by lecornergirl/ @clusterbuck
Post-Shooting | 4 works, Complete | 37K
don't want no other shade of blue but you (Post-S4E14 | 11K | Teen): “You can’t go see your son like this.” That gives Buck pause. “He’s not—he’s not my son.” “Isn’t he, though?” she says. And part of Buck wants to argue, but a bigger part of him thinks, isn’t he, though? Not by blood, sure, or legally, but in all the ways that matter, Christopher is as good as his son. if your cascade ocean-wave blues come (Post-S4, Getting Together | 16K | Mature): “You’re breaking up with me, aren’t you?” Ana sounds disappointed, but not all too surprised.“Yeah,” Eddie says. “Sorry.” “It’s because of Buck,” she says, barely a question. “Isn’t it?” “Um,” Eddie says, because he doesn’t really know how to answer that when Buck is flipping pancakes at the stove three feet away from him. in my eyes, my heart, my soul (Fluff | 2K | General): “We made you pancakes for Father’s Day,” Christopher says. Eddie watches the expressions that cross Buck’s face. Surprise, confusion, then a careful kind of joy like he’s beginning to put together exactly what Christopher means.  “For—for me?” Buck asks, so quiet Eddie barely hears it. “Yeah,” Christopher says. “I want you to be my other dad. If… if you want to be.”  the blues, and then purple-pink skies (Established Buddie, Secret Relationship | 8K | Teen): OR: three times Buck and Eddie (think they) manage to hide their relationship, and one time the truth comes out.
Stucky has Post-Winter Soldier recovery fics, Steddie has post-Upside Down recovery fics, and Buddie has Post-Shooting-Buck-moves-in-with-the-Diazes fic! 😆
this must be the place by euadnes/ @kananjarus
Canon Divergent, Post-Shooting | 75K | Teen
Every life altering event is often led up to with a series of other important events. In this case, there were at least three: An unstoppable fire. An afternoon spent underneath a blanket of California blue sky. But firstly, and maybe the most important of all: There was the impeccable aiming of an ex-sharpshooter. Or, the Buck is also shot by the sniper AU that no one asked for.
Benign Fatality by EtoileGarden/ @etoilegarden
Time Loop AU, Season 2-4 | 23K | Teen
Eddie noticed it like this; Sometimes, when Buck’s done a day too many times, he forgets that this day might be the real day, the one that continues on into the rest of his life. It’s exhausting dying and waking up just to go die again. And the thing was, when a death was to do with work, he knew he could just ask to be man behind, or not go into work, but - but who would he be condemning to die in his place if he didn’t go in and try to avoid it? Maybe no one, yes, but maybe someone. Buck repeats days until he doesn't die in them, has an underdeveloped sense of self worth, and Eddie is the one who wants to step in with him.
Amazing fic, such an interesting concept!!
i don't swim and you're not in love by hattalove/ @hattalove
S4, Post-Buck Begins | 32K | Teen
She turns to Eddie and says something else, but Buck is busy fighting the headrush he gets at the sound of Ana Flores calling Eddie and Christopher 'the boys'. Like they belong to her already. God, what’s wrong with him? What is this? or, eddie cooks, chris domesticates a slug, and buck tries to figure out why he hates his best friend's girlfriend. to everyone's immense shock and surprise, it goes badly.
A Classic by the always amazing hattalove!!
everything (nothing) has changed by bizarrestars
Post-S4, Love Confessions | 48K | Explicit
Buck breathes for a moment, then sets his shoulders. "Eddie, there's something I have to tell you." "Do you?" Eddie asks flatly, still alarmed and doing his best to hide it. "I would've never guessed." Buck swallows. "Eddie, I love you." "Are you softening the blow, or buttering me up? Because, I've got to tell you, I'm still very worried regardless," Eddie tells him. "No, you don't understand. I love you. I'm currently in love with you," Buck says as evenly as possible, and even then, his voice wobbles precariously there for a moment. He exhales. "You don't have to worry about it, though, because I've processed it and decided to—to find relief in telling you before moving on and moving forward." Eddie stares at him. No response at all. Well, at least he's not freaking out. Or: After Eddie gets shot, Buck confesses his love. From there, things get a little out of hand.
Literally only just read it but the idiocy in this is CHEF'S KISS 😘👌 (#eddie said: get over me??? youre gonnna get over ME??? dont think so, <- love this tag 😂)
Those Two Firefighters by DarkFairytale
S4 to S6, Social Media/Outsider POV | 64K | Teen
#thosetwofirefighters starts to gather a following on social media, as everyone tries to figure out if those two cute firefighters from the 118 in LA are a thing or not.
Just a fun crack-y "social media" fic with some outsider POV mixed in (plus some 911LS!)!
Stuck on Fast Forward (Throw Away the Blueprint) by extasiswings/ @extasiswings
Post-S5, Friends with Benefits | 42K | Explicit
“Sounds like the problem is you think casual sex with a stranger or finding someone new to date are your only options.” Eddie’s brow furrows. “Aren’t they?” “I mean, there’s always…someone you already know. Who you’re already comfortable with.” “Because my pool of male friends who are single and who would be interested in having sex with me has so many options?” “Well, I don’t know about many, but you only need one,” Buck points out. “And who would that be?” “Me, of course.” [Or: Frank gives Eddie therapy homework, Eddie misunderstands the assignment, and Buck is just a really supportive friend...right?]
Have some more FWB, as a treat 😌
Season 5
The Aftermath of Liberation and Love Confessions by ElvenSorceress/ @elvensorceress
Post S5E9: Past is Prologue, Coming Out, Getting Together | 17K | Teen
After a very long year of one terrible thing after another, Eddie has a brand new life strategy. It’s called not giving a shit. There’s the fire of a challenge in Buck’s eyes and a clench in the set of his jaw, and come on, it’s not as if Eddie forced Buck into dating the reporter. Not like he pays it any mind whatsoever. It was doomed from the start. She’s not good enough for him. She’s a terrible fit for him. Buck’s clearly been miserable for months. Still, Buck says, “Yeah, Eddie. Why don’t you teach us. What would you say if you were professing your love?” You mean something besides, “In the event of my untimely death, I made you legal guardian of my child”? In which Eddie comes out, sexuality is complicated but coffee is not, Buck makes an excessive salad and is also roasted, everyone has a love confession, and December is the most dramatic time of year.
Eddie not giving a shit is A Mood 👌 worth reading just for the scene from the summary 😆
Courtship Behaviors of the Southern Coastal Husbro by Mad_Lori/ @madlori
Post-S5, Queer Platonic Relationship, Getting Together | 49K | Explicit
“I want you in my family, I want us to be a family. Officially. A family can be a guy, his son, and his best friend, right?” Buck’s lower lip was trembling. “You’re really asking me to be your…what, now?” “Frank called it ‘platonic life partners.’” Buck looked stunned, and also…hopeful. “We could really do that?” - Buck and Eddie decide to become platonic domestic partners and co-parents. They are 100% super normal about it and absolutely nothing is awakened in them, except a mutual annoyance at being referred to as "husbros."
Love love love this series!!!
everything's coming up milhouse by hammersmiths/ @bucktommys
Post S5E10: Wrapped In Red, LAFD Liaison Eddie | 10K | Teen
LAFD Updates (@L*A*F*D_Metro) LAFD Alert: Red-level traffic on Gardiner Road this morning. If you are trying to get into the city centre consider taking Westerley Lane. buck 🔥🔥 (@firebuck) so true bestie or, Eddie mans the LAFD Twitter account. Buck tries to be supportive.
THE Twitter Eddie fic <3 just a funny social media fic but it's real cute!
let's hear it for the boy by hattalove/ @hattalove
Post-Season 5, Eddie Coming Out | 56K | Teen
in which eddie attends a self-empowerment group for gbtq men to supplement his therapy, and is empowered to: forgive himself, say "i'm gay" to his own reflection in the mirror, accidentally adopt an adult, make fried rice, and tell his straight best friend that he's in love with him. not necessarily in that order.
Such an amazing Eddie character study/coming out fic, so good <3
The Best Lie is a Truth (My Best Mask is My Face) by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels/ @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels
Post-S5, Fake Relationship | 43K | Explicit
The Buckleys are celebrating their 50th Anniversary, and Maddie and Buck are both expected to come. To take the heat off Maddie, Buck impulsively blurts out that he's seeing someone new. Obviously, there's only one solution: bring Eddie as his fake boyfriend, pretend to be in love with him, and survive the weekend with minimal bloodshed. No problem, except for the, uh. "Pretend" part. Oops.
Excellent fake relationship fic!! it's got it all! Pining! Practice kissing! There was only one bed!!
Leave the Light On (I'll Be Coming Home) by HMSLusitania/ @hmslusitania 
Post-S5, Missing Presumed Dead, Amnesia | 44K | Mature
“We’re here for our grandson,” Helena says. “Chris is still sleeping,” Buck says. “I meant, we’re here to take him back to Texas,” Helena clarifies. “Yeah,” Buck says. He’s too tired, way too tired to be tactful. “Over my dead body.” An accident on a call leaves Buck with custody of Chris after Eddie is... missing presumed. While they navigate their new family circumstances -- and fight to stay together, despite Eddie's parents' best efforts -- a John Doe wakes up in a coma ward with no memory of his own life beyond the knowledge he has a son named Christopher and, somehow, he needs to get home.
The angst is SO GOOD!!!! A re-read favorite.
Plus or Minus by ElvenSorceress/ @elvensorceress
S5 | 10K | General
"Chris said you were crying. You came home, hugged him, and cried more than he’s ever seen.” Eddie considers for a moment but then shrugs and continues neatly stacking mugs in the cupboard. “It happens. Sometimes. I’ve been told I’m supposed to let it out instead of bottle it up. So. There you go.” “Why are you cleaning out the kitchen? Why is my stuff in boxes?” Eddie slows, then stops. “Figured you’d want it back.” It’s quieter. Pained. When he says it. “I haven’t decided anything. So unless you’re kicking me out—” “Buck. Come on.” He’s not angry or snapping. It’s still quiet, and somehow that hurts even more. He’s resigned and defeated, and Buck is a scooped out, gutted, hollow shell. “I know how this ends the same way you do. You want to be loved, you want to be married. You’re going to leave. Might as well…” His voice cracks before he can finish and get it under control. “Shouldn’t drag it out.” ~ Taylor is offered a job across the country and asks Buck to go with her. Buck has to figure out if he wants to start over or if he has a reason to stay right where he is.
The notes on my bookmark are: pining so good it gives you chest pains 🥺
Canon Divergent/AUs
Even in Winter There is Eranthis by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels/ @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels
Inspired by Hades&Persephone, Mythological AU | 45K | Explicit
Buck is supposedly a god. Supposedly. But he's got no idea what his domain is or what role he plays in Olympus. When he meets Christopher, a young boy lost and trying to find his father, he helps Chris get home - and ends up accidentally binding himself to the Underworld. Now bound to Eddie, the god of the dead, Buck must spend half the year with him in the Underworld while winter reigns above. But even as something grows between them, there are still trials to endure. Just because the gods are not mortal... does not mean they cannot die.
my words are paper tigers by hattalove/ @hattalove
Time Loop, Canon Divergent | 20K | Teen
He wakes up with Eddie's arm thrown over his waist. There's a pit in his stomach as soon as he opens his eyes, because the alarm is on again, the same radio station, the same song. The sunlight streaming into the room is buttery-soft, brand new because it's early. The alarm is ringing so they can take Chris to school. And— He reaches out for the bedside table on his side of the bed they share, clumsily unplugs his phone one-handed. The screen lights up to a familiar wallpaper, and it's right there, just above the top of Buck's head: Wednesday. or: buck breaks up with eddie, even if it means losing a part of himself, because it's the right thing to do. the universe decides to test that conviction.
I fucking love time loop fics!!! 👌
Hot Ghost Problems by ebjameston/ @ebjameston
Canon Divergent, S2, Ghost Buck, Witch Eddie | 41K | Teen
Eddie is the newest firefighter at the 118. Buck is the ghost haunting the 118. Unfortunately for both of them, Eddie's also a witch and needs to put Buck's spirit to rest, because that's what witches do. Turns out, Buck's spirit? Super not interested in being put to rest. Very interested, however, in flirting with Firefighter Diaz, who is just trying to survive his candidate year. (Also turns out, Buck? Super not dead.)
I know you love witchy vibes and I really enjoyed this one! There's also a great podfic if you like that.
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