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some of my fave buddie fics for anon in no particular order! please mind all the ratings, tags, and warnings of these works while browsing:
plot-focused:
about the present series by Amiril
The day of the shooting, Eddie got stuck in a time loop. But that was three months ago. He's completely fine now.
boys, when my baby found me by nondz (pinkjook)
Three months later, things are mostly back to normal.
And then there's an accident.
the city is a jungle and i’m a beast by putanauhere (TRUST ME.)
“There are no wolves in Southern California,” Buck states, another bit of trivia. He just doesn’t know it’s a lie.
The Things All Come and Gone by moodlighting
“I didn’t—it’s not that I couldn’t be alone,” Buck explained, pausing to find the right words. “I just. Wanted to be here.”
I Broke What You Gave Me, But You Kept Giving More by rcdwings
Evan Buckley wakes up without eight years of his memories with some guy named Eddie Diaz on his bedside. Which could mean nothing.
lonely little love dog by littleghost
When the 118 is closed for reconstruction after an earthquake, Buck is a floater for different stations around the city. He tries not to let it get to him. Much.
kerosene by mandolare
He doesn’t— need more of Eddie. This is enough. This is plenty. This is more than anyone else has of him; he can deal with the marrow-deep want that’s begun to choke him every once in a while.
all my little words by youbetsya
Eddie: Did you just send me an email??
Buck: yeah lol
Eddie: Why…
I dont think you’ve ever emailed me actual words before. Just stuff to print when your printer is broken
Buck: did you read it?
Eddie: Not yet
Too busy trying to figure out why the fuck you’re emailing me
Buck: just read it dude 🙄
instructions on not giving up by Wildehack (tyleet)
Eddie gave up in July.
Live and (Don't) Let Die by xylodemon
The guy gets straight to the point, asking, "What do you need?" in a dull, bored voice.
"My best friend is going to die. I want that to… not happen."
"No small feat, bringing back the dead. And it comes at a cost."
It's Eddie. Buck says, "Yes," without a second thought.
good pretender by likeshipsonthesea
“Okay, but what are the rules?”
Ravi stares. “The rules for…?”
“Casual sex.”
Ravi continues to stare. It is 5:39 in the morning.
i can tell just what you want (you don't want to be alone) by Talls
In which Eddie keeps secrets and Buck is incredibly normal and rational and even brave about his reaction to this.
here’s my hand, there’s the itch by signetsealed
"I wasn’t kidding when I said I could talk about Chris all night,” Eddie says. His voice is quiet and close in Buck’s ear. “But that’s not why I called.”
been lost for a while by trysetmeonfire
Eddie's wife has been dead for two weeks. There's a firefighter in bed five. These are not necessarily related facts, but Eddie will have a hard time separating them out, later.
Downward Facing Doggy Style by Survivah
Eddie and Buck pick up a new hobby while Chris is in Texas.
slaughterhouse by kithmet
Eddie announces he’s leaving. Buck, naturally, begins a slow descent to madness.
Choosing Joy 'Verse series by ithilien22
In which Eddie mends fences with Chris, starts something new with Buck, and navigates the complex emotions he has around his parents.
the sweetest apparition by hyruling
Eddie moves to Texas. Buck keeps accidentally telling people Eddie's dead. It goes about as well as you'd expect.
pluperfect by unreckless
Buck is always good for a ride to the airport. He’s good at lots of things, like being a good friend and goodbyes.
beating the horse by doitgently
Eddie is moving to Texas. Buck finally figures out what he wants.
Burn a bridge, learn how to swim series by WatermelonShots (AvocadosUnderTheEaves)
In which there is some unexpected making out, some pining, one third of an existential crisis and a lot of unhelpful advice. Not necessarily in that order.
you drew stars around my scars by ladieslunching
Someone at the 118 doesn't know how to leave Buck's clipboard alone. Buck would be a lot more upset about it if it didn't bag him the love of his life.
Hot Ghost Problems by ebjameston
The ghost would prefer to go by Buck, if Eddie wouldn’t mind.
ripples all the way down by iriswests
This is the tumultuous road to finding out what Buck truly wants, paved by pebbles.
throw a bone, i’m finally home by fleetinghearts
“Oh, Buck,” Eddie says softly, torn between unbearable fondness and an ache that threatens to crack his breastbone.
when everything's on fire by beartowns
Eddie and Chris move in with Buck after a fire. Buck breaks up with his boyfriend, buys a house with Eddie, and realizes he's in love. In precisely that order.
ice cream before dinner by cloudydaisies
The problem is—well.
Actually, backtrack for a sec. There were a few problems.
Eddie’s got a whole lot of them, lately, and maybe that was The Problem.
Something in the Air (Is Giving Me Bad Ideas) by paramountie
After Christopher comes back from Texas, Eddie makes an important decision: he is not going to blow up his life anymore.
crossed the muddy line by Anonymous
Eddie Diaz is from El Paso, Texas; a fact which accounts for both more and less than he ever expected it to.
the tortured poets department by colonoscopys
The first time Buck touched him, Eddie blew an ambulance up.
still by brewrosemilk
For the first time, Buck longs for a bullet wound to treat. Dirt to dig at. A door to break through. Something. There’s nothing.
somewhere to stand and stay by teaspoon
“What are you doing right now?” Eddie asks. He sounds distracted; Buck can tell immediately that he’s driving.
authentication by v_greyson (greyson)
"Yeah, Eddie picks the guys so I don't make stupid decisions," Buck says, flicking through menus to pick a new racetrack.
The combination of Hen munching peanuts and looking back and forth between them makes Eddie feel like he's a zoo exhibit. Best Friends, captured in the wild, still feral, exhibiting behaviors heretofore unknown to science.
"Well, good luck with - all that," Hen says pointedly to Eddie. She is definitely not talking about the video game.
keeping score by arcanaphora
After getting dumped, Buck is left with two tickets to a weeklong cruise. Eddie steps in to support a friend in need, but complications arise when his friend becomes his fake husband. All's fair in love, war, and trivia.
if i said you could never touch me by marviless*
Eddie pulls back from him with a half-confused, half-concerned furrow in between his eyebrows. “Buck?”
Buck sags against the wall. “Sorry,” he says, wiping the back of his forearm against his forehead in a mixture of frustration and newfound exhaustion. “Sorry.”
Counting Pulses by tinyydancerr*
Eddie Diaz’s life is going great. He’s in therapy, he’s got a great girlfriend, a great kid, his friend is getting married to the woman of his dreams, and his best friend just came out to him.
Now his best friend is dating their new friend.
Things are going great. He promises.
porn-heavy (only a few of these are straight up pwp though):
Feel You Forever by semperama
“Is this…” Eddie meets his eyes again. “Is this new?”
a mess of my creation by Anonymous
They’re in the fucking bunk room. There’s someone snoring in the bed over by the bathroom, a good twenty feet and two beds away, and Buck doesn’t know if it’s Hen or Chimney or Bobby, but they’re in here, they’re asleep, and this is awful, this is so fucking unprofessional and if they get caught they are going straight to HR.
blood in the highs and count the stars by seachanged
“Go on,” Eddie says, nosing into the soft spot under Buck’s jaw.
Buck laughs, a little hysterically. ”You’re not serious.”
look straight ahead if you like it slow by hattalove
“This gets you going, huh?” Eddie grins, propping himself up on his elbows so he can move higher on the bed, reach the pretty pink bow of Buck’s mouth. “Devotion? You being it for me?” He stretches up toward Buck’s ear, whispers: “Monogamy?”
hang me up on your bedroom wall by eddiegettingshot
“You’re going to be a great father someday,” Eddie says eventually, because he’s worse than he used to be and Buck’s reverent eyes make him feel—they just make him feel.
“Eddie, I—”
“You are,” he repeats, firm. “Don’t you think I’d know better than anyone?
buck and eddie's red hot infidelity summer series by cranberrymoons
He’s not thinking about it. He’s not. He’s definitely not.
the moon like a spotlight by dykeries
Three months after Eddie moves to El Paso, Buck comes to visit.
this ecstasy, this forgetfulness of living by glorious_spoon
"You guess," Eddie repeats under his breath, but he sounds amused. He sets the boxes down and kicks the door shut behind him to wind through the chaos of Buck's half packed away kitchen. "You're insane."
love's not a game by thatbuddie (talktothesky)
“So that goal, huh?”
Buck groans, his hands clawing at the sheets beneath him as his toes curl up, the fire that’s been building up inside him for what feels like hours sizzling and uncontrollable in its path through Buck’s body.
i might kiss you on the back of your neck (because it’s christmas time) by sibylsleaves
Five Times Captain Diaz and Recruit Lieutenant Diaz fail to sleep together and one time they do.
would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? by brattybuckley
Evan Buckley is currently on cloud nine.
Well–
Honey on the Vine by sirencalls
Buck wakes up to an Eddie with stubble for the first time in months and refuses to let a good opportunity to go waste.
lock me down tonight by lecornergirl
Buck tells everyone Eddie talks him into it, but when it comes to Eddie, he’s never needed much convincing.
Mind Blowing Mess by EtoileGarden
"I’d like to have a threesome. I think.”
“You think?”
“Yeah,” Taylor eyed him for a moment, and then leaned a little further over the table, her chin in her hand. “Have you ever had one before?”
songs and poems and promises by lesbianrobin
“It’s crazy how different sex is with men,” Buck says, and everyone around him groans.
rodeo queen by okanus
“What’s the saying again? Save a horse…hm, y’know, I don't quite remember the rest of it.” Eddie can’t help the smile curving up the corner of his mouth.
“You’re an asshole,” Buck says, scowling. The tips of his ears are pink.
I gotta ask now since I’m not seeing it in the rec list, do you have any good recommendations for jock Derek stories?
I do 💕
Cut to the Bone by standinginanicedress
“Not that it’s any of your god damn business, but my name is Stiles. Do you need something?”
The alpha grins. All teeth, shiny white, straight as an arrow. He’s got this sculpted perfection to him that Stiles is sure has worked on all the omegas he’s ever encountered before, but Stiles stands his ground and narrows his eyes. “A date.”
Stiles looks him up and down, slowly, from the black shoes on his feet, to his uniform khakis and blazer littered with pins, to his face. He frowns, makes a face, and says, “pass.”
Pong Me, Bro by LadyDrace
Stiles doesn't date jocks, because it seems like all they do is prance around making a spectacle of themselves to impress whoever they're trying to hook up with. It's pathetic, and Stiles isn't into it.
Which is probably why it somehow completely escapes his notice that one particular jock is determined to catch his eye.
You Look Like Bad News (i gotta have you) by standinginanicedress
Option A : violently tell Derek that they are under no circumstances ever to hook up again because it was stupid and dumb.
Option B : tell Scott the truth, stand back and watch as Scott kills Derek with his bare hands so Stiles doesn't even have to face the music. Not an option at all, actually. Expunge this from the record.
The real Option B : calmly explain to Derek that the situation is too fucked up and hey, maybe if Derek and Scott ever shake hands and make up, he and Stiles can hook up again because, man…it was great.
Option C : forget everything, charge headfirst into danger like fuckin' Bravehart and have sex with Derek all over again.
Option D : bury himself alive and wait for the worms to eat him.
soluble by HalfFizzbin
Derek comes back after summer break all hot, beardy and brace-less. Stiles honestly has no idea what everyone's freaking out about.
When the Rose Blooms by DevilishBittersweet
The first time Derek saw him was at a football game. There he was, cheering loudly for number 12, leaning over the bar in front of the bleachers. His nose was bright red due to the cold night air. His messy hair was half covered by a loose beanie. His skin was almost translucent under the large stadium lights. Derek’s acute sight could pick up the small moles that covered his face. Derek could hear his heart beat thrumming loudly in his chest out of excitement. He saw his friends around him. But Derek had his eyes set only on him.
Sandbox Love is Forever by Dexterous_Sinistrous
Being at different colleges, miles apart, meant that they’d likely be too busy for each other. An unstoppable force tearing them apart. But he could hold on for now.
“Okay,” Stiles shakily answered, clearing his throat before continuing, “I’ll go with you after the game.”
The corners of Derek’s lips started to turn up into a small but hopeful smile.
It was different from the smile Derek did for football. It was always more personal—genuine—when he looked at Stiles.
A Thousand Fiery Suns of Angst - Just Press Play by apocryphal
All Stiles wants from life is to learn to control his magic, keep his grades up, and not die horribly while saving Beacon Hills from supernatural threats. It's all going pretty well until Derek Hale, werewolf extraordinaire, has to go and ask him on a date. That asshole.
Made Your Mark on Me (A Golden Tattoo) by writteninthewolfstar
Beacon Hills High and Lycan Heights High are well-known enemies. Derek Hale, Lycan Heights' star quarter-back, is well-known for being aggressive and arrogant.
Imagine Stiles surprise when he discovers that Derek Hale is actually his soul-mate.
loving him is red by allhalethekings
"Who’s that?” Stiles asks, eyes not leaving the table.
“Who?” Scott asks, following Stiles’s line of sight. “Him? That’s Derek Hale. And you better forget about him. He doesn’t date."
erroneous manoeuvres by slippingfromreality
"Hey, Stilinski!”
Stiles clenches his teeth. “What do you want, Hale?” he shouts back, not bothering to turn around. The smug smirk that’s most likely waiting for him is already seared into his mind from overexposure.
“A date!” the answer comes, still as loud, and most of the bystanders giggle or snort in Stiles’ direction.
Stiles rolls his eyes. This is the third time this week. He’d complain that Hale’s jokes are getting pretty stale, but he’d probably be milking this situation for all that it’s worth, too, if their roles were reversed. “Wrong aisle,” he grouses back, “try the bakery section. I hear they have fresh tarts.”
Or, in which Stiles grievously misjudged his bullying situation.
If I should stumble, catch my fall by Gorgeousgreymatter
Well, friendship is canceled. That's all Stiles can think when he walks into the locker room and finds it empty, with Scott's dumb werewolf ass completely AWOL despite the text message he'd received assuring him otherwise. Which wouldn't be that bad, if not for the fact that now Stiles is face to face with a very wet, very naked Derek Hale.
Kingdom By The Sea by kilaem
Lydia grabs his arm and pulls him down in the seat next to her. “When the hell did you find time to bag a guy like Hale?”
“We’re friends,” Stiles feels his face heat up, and then the team are running out and Derek sees him and smiles. His blush gets worse.
“Oh really?”
“Our moms were friends, okay? We’ve been in diapers together.”
“I thought you two hated each other.”
Game On by stilinskisparkles
Derek first sees him from across the quad four days into fall semester. He’s sitting on one of the long benches, a marker pen in his mouth, grinning at something the kid lounging on the bench beside him is saying. When he laughs properly he pulls the pen out and throws his head back, his neck a long, lean line Derek is entranced by. He flicks the page in his book and highlights something, tossing the cap up in the air and catching it with his teeth.
Other fic recs: angsty fics | possessive Derek | historical AU | baby/mpreg | outsider POV | smut | mafia | hurt/comfort | magical!Stiles | Stiles gets kicked out of the pack | BAMF!Stiles + pt2 | alive Hales | omegaverse | witch!Stiles | creature!Stiles | bad friend Scott | pack mom!Stiles | unrequited love | werewolf!Stiles | dark sterek | single parent!Stiles | feral Derek | arranged marriage | Stiles is underestimated | mpreg w/o abo | accidental knotting | jock!Stiles
(grabs you by the shoulders) you have to make room for new experiences in your life. you have to go through the unpleasant work of leaving your comfort zone, even if just for a few minutes at a time. because if you don't, your brain will trick you into stagnation. you will start to believe that the world can barely fit you in it. but that's not true. it's the opposite way around. you can fit the whole word inside of you. your task is only this: to welcome it with open arms
If I had a nickel every time Robert Sheehan played a character that was buried alive (and immortal), I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice.
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