it’s not nothing

Ana, 30 I write things, and sometimes I even finish them my ao3

[sinnabonka]

[read on ao3]

chapter 10/12, 65k words // 85k

tags: AU space; Eddie is a pilot, Buck is a teacher; married buddie; Buck is Christopher’s dad; tale old as time - Eddie always leaves and Buck always stays; whump, grief, mourning, angst with a happy ending; reunions; temporary amnesia; presumed dead Eddie

taglist

@lesbianeddiesdiaz @buddstiel @rozanovnas @lookforanewangle @lovelyladlelumps @exhausteddiaz @walske @queen-saltyfries @playinginthunderstorms @lily-katie @absolutelybifurious @tanktopdiaz @tweetsongs @pairofraggedclaws @vibecheckd @doitbuckley @stickpuck @quiethauntings @iwasraisedfromperdition @spaceshipkat @demisexualdiaz @perlaret @gayeddies @hawkslonggoodbye @buckmybeloved @sunflowerbuckleys @bucksgreyhairs @firefightersgobrrr @haikyuuisgreat @cryptidjpg @gloomydiaz @weteddie @young-waverer @dampbuck @bd-wlf

[emilyrosecreatives]

HAPPY PRIDEEE 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

[911-fic-a-day]

08/06/26 - Rec of the Day

my heart in your hands (and your love in my heart) by @sinnabonka (sinnabonka on AO3)

Summary:

LA Dispatch to Engine 118, be advised–” Eddie’s head snaps up. Maddie. Dispatch cadence – clean, clipped, controlled. Chimney’s eyes flick to the radio, then to Eddie, before he answers. “118, go ahead.” Maddie continues, steady as a metronome. “We have a reported MVC on the Fletcher Drive Bridge, repeat: multiple-vehicle collision. Units en route have visual confirmation of two cars at the scene.” Eddie’s pulse stutters. He leans forward without meaning to, the seatbelt tugging tight across his chest. Maddie keeps going, all professionalism, no tremor, until she hits the words that break. “One of the vehicles is… a Jeep that went over the railing into the water.”

or

The Jeep nde you didn’t know you needed.

Main Themes:

Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz

Near Death Experience

Car Crash Fic

Angst with a Happy Ending

Completed

Series:

buddie nde fest (7 Works)

[sinnabonka]

[read on ao3]

chapter 10/12, 65k words // 85k

tags: AU space; Eddie is a pilot, Buck is a teacher; married buddie; Buck is Christopher’s dad; tale old as time - Eddie always leaves and Buck always stays; whump, grief, mourning, angst with a happy ending; reunions; temporary amnesia; presumed dead Eddie

taglist

@lesbianeddiesdiaz @buddstiel @rozanovnas @lookforanewangle @lovelyladlelumps @exhausteddiaz @walske @queen-saltyfries @playinginthunderstorms @lily-katie @absolutelybifurious @tanktopdiaz @tweetsongs @pairofraggedclaws @vibecheckd @doitbuckley @stickpuck @quiethauntings @iwasraisedfromperdition @spaceshipkat @demisexualdiaz @perlaret @gayeddies @hawkslonggoodbye @buckmybeloved @sunflowerbuckleys @bucksgreyhairs @firefightersgobrrr @haikyuuisgreat @cryptidjpg @gloomydiaz @weteddie @young-waverer @dampbuck @bd-wlf

[womanguy]

you should get a second evening for reading fan fiction. And you should get an extra day in the week to do arts and crafts.

[911-fic-a-day]

08/06/26 - Rec of the Day

my heart in your hands (and your love in my heart) by @sinnabonka (sinnabonka on AO3)

Summary:

LA Dispatch to Engine 118, be advised–” Eddie’s head snaps up. Maddie. Dispatch cadence – clean, clipped, controlled. Chimney’s eyes flick to the radio, then to Eddie, before he answers. “118, go ahead.” Maddie continues, steady as a metronome. “We have a reported MVC on the Fletcher Drive Bridge, repeat: multiple-vehicle collision. Units en route have visual confirmation of two cars at the scene.” Eddie’s pulse stutters. He leans forward without meaning to, the seatbelt tugging tight across his chest. Maddie keeps going, all professionalism, no tremor, until she hits the words that break. “One of the vehicles is… a Jeep that went over the railing into the water.”

or

The Jeep nde you didn’t know you needed.

Main Themes:

Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz

Near Death Experience

Car Crash Fic

Angst with a Happy Ending

Completed

Series:

buddie nde fest (7 Works)

[sinnabonka]

chapter 10 is here <3

[911onabcbts]

Gavin posted an old headshot, and Ryan commented on it.

[frightfullytreeish]

next time buck gets badly injured he can't take strong painkillers anymore so he's just grimly pushing through the pain, so eddie starts investigating alternative pain management (and maybe he gets really annoyed about all the woo woo wellness healing crap and bitches to karen about it, because I long to bring back her little gay devil on the shoulder energy a la the face she made before asking eddie if he'd told buck about the el paso job offer, so perhaps she's the one who casually mentions this study she happened to read....) and discovers orgasms can help. aah :) he thinks, what a nice way to help my best friend. (buck hurt his hands/arms, I guess. or actually no it's funnier if he didn't and eddie just goes to him anyway and proposes-) let me jerk you off for your health and wellbeing :)

and buck thinks to himself: if I say no to this platonic suggestion, eddie might think I have feelings for him.

gotta say yes to prove I'm not in love with eddie

[livesbetweenpages]

Meanwhile Eddie is like it is only right that I suggest this, because I said it wasn’t weird and I can’t have Buck think I’m queerphobic. Any good friend would want their friend to feel better! That makes me feel better. That’s all, that’s the reason this feels so good, touching Buck like this! It’s because Buck’s relaxed and pain free! So what if I get to hold his dick to make that happen! That’s why I feel so relaxed and why my dick is getting hard: it’s just that I’ve made such a warm and comforting environment for Buck to relax in, that it’s rubbing off on me like I’m rubbing off on him

[frightfullytreeish]

and of course this gives them ample opportunity for some dorky medical roleplay. eddie in his fancywaiter voice: 'mr buckley? the doctor will see you now.' proceeds to give buck a handy that is pretend-clinical for approx 0.5 seconds and then the rest of the time they're beathing heavily inches apart staring into each other's eyes until buck comes so hard he sees the face of god, and then afterwards eddie clears his throat and puts the fancy waiter voice back on and goes 'okay mr buckley, you'll need to uh, book a follow-up appointment with the receptionist'

[metamorphesque]

— Tennessee Williams, Notebooks

[sinnabonka]

[read on ao3]

chapter 10/12, 65k words // 85k

tags: AU space; Eddie is a pilot, Buck is a teacher; married buddie; Buck is Christopher’s dad; tale old as time - Eddie always leaves and Buck always stays; whump, grief, mourning, angst with a happy ending; reunions; temporary amnesia; presumed dead Eddie

taglist

@lesbianeddiesdiaz @buddstiel @rozanovnas @lookforanewangle @lovelyladlelumps @exhausteddiaz @walske @queen-saltyfries @playinginthunderstorms @lily-katie @absolutelybifurious @tanktopdiaz @tweetsongs @pairofraggedclaws @vibecheckd @doitbuckley @stickpuck @quiethauntings @iwasraisedfromperdition @spaceshipkat @demisexualdiaz @perlaret @gayeddies @hawkslonggoodbye @buckmybeloved @sunflowerbuckleys @bucksgreyhairs @firefightersgobrrr @haikyuuisgreat @cryptidjpg @gloomydiaz @weteddie @young-waverer @dampbuck @bd-wlf

[sinnabonka]

chapter 10 is here <3

[iwasraisedfromperdition]

So I’ve been thinking. About you – us. About the beginning. How everything could have gone so many different ways, and it didn’t. It all went the way it did, and I got to know you.  I got to marry you.

His hand moves to his chest pocket – taps it twice, over the name etched there.

And I carried a part of you all the way out here.

obsession-fueled "poster" for

dead reckoning by @sinnabonka

full quality / ao3

[sinnabonka]

during their wedding Eddie is gonna randomly drop a “they say you’re supposed to marry your best friend, and I am lucky enough to do it twice in my lifetime” and I am not gonna survive it

[frightfullytreeish]

next time buck gets badly injured he can't take strong painkillers anymore so he's just grimly pushing through the pain, so eddie starts investigating alternative pain management (and maybe he gets really annoyed about all the woo woo wellness healing crap and bitches to karen about it, because I long to bring back her little gay devil on the shoulder energy a la the face she made before asking eddie if he'd told buck about the el paso job offer, so perhaps she's the one who casually mentions this study she happened to read....) and discovers orgasms can help. aah :) he thinks, what a nice way to help my best friend. (buck hurt his hands/arms, I guess. or actually no it's funnier if he didn't and eddie just goes to him anyway and proposes-) let me jerk you off for your health and wellbeing :)

and buck thinks to himself: if I say no to this platonic suggestion, eddie might think I have feelings for him.

gotta say yes to prove I'm not in love with eddie

[livesbetweenpages]

Meanwhile Eddie is like it is only right that I suggest this, because I said it wasn’t weird and I can’t have Buck think I’m queerphobic. Any good friend would want their friend to feel better! That makes me feel better. That’s all, that’s the reason this feels so good, touching Buck like this! It’s because Buck’s relaxed and pain free! So what if I get to hold his dick to make that happen! That’s why I feel so relaxed and why my dick is getting hard: it’s just that I’ve made such a warm and comforting environment for Buck to relax in, that it’s rubbing off on me like I’m rubbing off on him

[redstonedust]

i could never handle being a popular showrunner/writer/creator with a fandom because i know id go read fanfiction about my own characters and have to be physically held back from posting "you guys really think [blorbo] is a top??" on main

[iwasraisedfromperdition]

So I’ve been thinking. About you – us. About the beginning. How everything could have gone so many different ways, and it didn’t. It all went the way it did, and I got to know you.  I got to marry you.

His hand moves to his chest pocket – taps it twice, over the name etched there.

And I carried a part of you all the way out here.

obsession-fueled "poster" for

dead reckoning by @sinnabonka

full quality / ao3