my favorite fics

Hi, this is a way for me to archive my favorite fic, and they are never written by me! My usual tumblr is iamaang, I will fully respect if you want me to remove a rec (or hide a tag or something). Love

[woodchoc-magnum]

boys of summer

M, 47k, road trips, fluff, falling in love, smut

Find Chapters 1 to 4 on AO3

[woodchoc-magnum]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 6/6 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Characters: Evan “Buck” Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Christopher Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Taylor Kelly, Henrietta “Hen” Wilson, Howie “Chimney” Han, Maddie Buckley, Ana Flores (9-1-1 TV), Bobby Nash, Athena Grant, Original Male Character(s), Karen Wilson Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Pining, Coming Out, Bisexual Evan “Buck” Buckley, Eddie Diaz Loves Evan “Buck” Buckley, Getting Together, Oblivious Evan “Buck” Buckley, Pining Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Confused Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan “Buck” Buckley & Taylor Kelly Friendship, Friends With Benefits, Drama, Good Friend Henrietta “Hen” Wilson, Good Friend Howie “Chimney” Han, Maddie Buckley is a Good Sister, Canon Compliant until 4x10, Firehouse 118 Crew as Family (9-1-1 TV), Supportive Firehouse 118 Crew (9-1-1 TV), Jealous Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Summary:

In which Buck discovers the wonders of bisexuality and Eddie spends the entire fic pining for him in a big bad way.

Last chapter is up!

[myrecs]

Blessed are the Chosen by beggingwolf

Geno/Sid

At the farm, Jake met God. God’s name, as it turned out, was Geno.

[littlespoonevan]

one of these days you’ll miss your train

Pairing: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz

Rating: Teen and Up

Word Count: 4915

Summary:

“Buck?”

Whipping his head around, his eyes land on a face he hasn’t seen up close in almost a year.

“Eddie?” he gasps in disbelief, taking in the sight of Eddie’s rumpled appearance. His shirt is ripped, Buck can see scrapes on his forearms where his sleeves are pushed up, and he’s got a nasty gash across his forehead, blood trickling down into his eyebrow. But he’s looking at Buck like he’s a prayer and a miracle all wrapped into one. “Eddie!”

His brain finally catches up with his legs and he rushes forward just as Eddie all but collapses into his embrace.

“Thank god,” Eddie heaves out raggedly, fingers clutched tightly in the back of Buck’s turnout coat.

*

In which Eddie takes his parents up on the offer to move back to El Paso after Shannon dies and is the one to come back on the train in 3x18 instead of Abby.

read here on ao3

[doeeyeseddie]

and longer by far [read on ao3] for @seacoloredeyes

“Eddie’s been married once, and after Shannon asked him for a divorce and then died before they could do anything about it, he figured that was it for him. One marriage with all its ups and downs is enough for a lifetime.

Granted, he didn’t think he’d fall in love with Buck and be lucky enough for that love to be returned.”

OR

Everyone seems to expect Eddie to propose to Buck any minute now, which is annoying because Eddie doesn’t want to get married again. He's sure of that. Or is he?

buck/eddie, 14.5k

[myrecs]

the answer to it all (is in the back of my mind and on the tip of my tongue) by waferkya

Buck/Eddie

Soft, dark hair, just long enough to begin curling at the tips; expressive eyebrows and an impossibly straight nose that should belong on some Greek statue, full pink lips stretched in a wide smile just this side of goofy, and a wonderful amount of stubble dusting his jaw; broad shoulders hugged to perfection by the dark blue police uniform, his entire body a stretch of tight muscle. Yeah, yup, yes. Chim is not wrong. The man is handsome as sin. Also, he’s a cop, which—hi, hello, that’s hot.

[AU in which Eddie is a cop who just moved to LA; Buck has zero self-esteem, a praise kink the size of the desert and no clue on how to pick a decent Dom; and eventually love conquers all.]

[extasiswings]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz

Summary:

“You’re sleeping with him.”

“I’m not—” Eddie rolls his eyes and corrects himself halfway through. “I’m not sleeping with him like that, okay?”

Sophia looks at him for a long moment as her gaze turns from teasing to thoughtful.

“But you want to be. Right?”

[Or: Buck and Eddie get in the habit of sharing a bed while living together during quarantine. It’s platonic until it isn’t.]

[myrecs]

Your mind! Putting this in the tags as well, in case somebody feels ✨inspired ✨

[myrecs]

OKAY this might be 3 months of home-office’ing messing with me, but can someone rec me Buck/Eddie fics with smoking hot sexscenes? For two such insanely gorgeous men and characters, there are surprisingly many fics that don’t include that level of intimacy?? Not complaining, I’m just positive I have to have missed some.  I’m just a simple girl really, looking to read hot sex in fic with gorgeous people right now. It is what it is.

[myrecs]

with every inch of my heart by smilebackwards

Joe/Nicky

The apology in Nile’s eyes tells Nicky he’s let his expression slip in a way he hasn’t in centuries, his whole broken heart on display.

Or: the one where Nicky has a Michelangelo painting and also 500 years of angst over a misunderstanding with Joe

[myrecs]

with rome below us by whimsicule

Joe/Nicky

And last but not least: Prof. al-Kaysani got married last week! And while he has explicitly asked for no fuss to be made, we have organised a small gift and a card that you are all welcome to sign. It will be on my desk until September 7th.

Best,

Dr. Quynh Pham Course Leader BA (Hons) Curating

--

Nile’s eyes are stuck on the word ‘married’. Her mouth drops open, toast falling into her lap without her noticing.

Married.

“The fuck?”

[paticmak]

HERE IT IS! 🍒🍒🍒 excited to share cherry vodka - a short film following two strangers meeting unexpectedly in summer ’88

[myrecs]

Cherry Vodka by Lvslie

Eddie/Richie

“Baby,” Richie’s voice unstitched with laughter. And Eddie’s skin burning up, in the palms and fingertips. Hands clasped on the steering wheel, he takes a sharp turn.

Richie’s shoulder digs into his. G-force. And little space.

Eddie breathes in. His chest hurts like the nonexistent airbag is already pushing into it.

Like he’s already crashed.

[Or, American screenwriter Richie comes to shoot a movie in late Soviet era Poland and meets Eddie K., sound technician, hobbyist car mechanic.]

[myrecs]

Sense Memory by Kelly

Joe/Nicky Their wounds have always healed, so Joe doesn't know what to do when a gunshot to the head takes an irreplaceable part of Nicky.

[myrecs]

Never Go Up Against a Scythian When Sex is On the Line by MelodyMayhew

Joe/Nicky

They are her family, in every way, without question, but it is a matter of days before she wants to kill them both, multiple times, for being complete and utter idiots. In which Joe and Nicky did not get together immediately, and Cool Lesbian Aunt Andromache helps Yusuf figure out his Big Gay Feelings

[myrecs]

if my wishes came true (it would’ve been you) by fraudulentzodiacs

Jamie/Tyler

“I love you. I’m in love with you.”

The words are out there. The secret he’s kept for so long he forgot when it started. He stares at the floor, at the wall, at the weird art piece Katie had insisted on and left when she went back to L.A., out toward the pool house they’d turned into a gym during the pause.

Looks anywhere but at Jamie.

[myrecs]

a familiar sweetness by baberainbow

Joe/Nicky

“You make me feel so good,” Nicky told him very seriously. “You always do.”

Joe got very sentimental for a moment, paused, and stared into Nicky’s eyes. His Nicky was a steadfast, intense lover. He was a warm, constant fire that never flickered. He was the most gentle, most vicious, most wonderful, the most --

“Oh. Look at you, Nico,” he said in awe, and he tucked a sweaty lock of hair behind Nicky’s ear and stroked his cheeks.

[kingbuckley]

“Yeah,” Buck acknowledges. “I did.”