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[buddivorce]

hi guys i'm rereading this two-part series for the fourth(?) time and i needed to share it

Eddie vs. Romance by allyasavedtheday / @littlespoonevan

it's always on the tip of my tongue

“You wanna talk about it?” Buck asks after a beat. He doesn’t drink his beer. Eddie doesn’t either. It’s a crutch, mostly. A pretence, so that if the conversation gets too deep, too fast they can blame it on the alcohol. Eddie appreciates it.

As he thinks about Buck’s question he wonders where to start. He’s told Buck some of it, the important parts, but not- not what compelled him to do any of it in the first place. In the end, he can only think of one thing.

Swallowing around the lump clogging his throat, he says, “I don’t think I know how to be in love anymore.”

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The first part which explores Eddie and his complex history and understanding of romance.

an inch away from more than just friends

“I think Eddie’s in love with me.”

She gapes at him, mouth working for a response that doesn’t come until Chimney beats her to it.

“Eddie’s what?”

Maddie claps her mouth shut, stepping aside to let Buck through. Chimney’s on the floor in the living room with Jee playing with her tea set.

“You’re not involved in this conversation,” Buck says, pointing at him. “It’s your fault in the first place for even putting the idea in my head.”

Maddie apparently finally finds her voice, appearing at Buck’s side and looking between them. “I’m sorry, what? How did Chim put the idea in your head?”

“Him and Hen!” Buck exclaims, waving a hand. “They told me I should pay attention to how much Eddie wants to be around me.”

“And you took that to mean he’s in love with you?” Chimney asks incredulously.

(In which Buck has a clipboard and a list and is about to romance the hell out of Eddie Diaz.)

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The second part which is much lighter, like a treat after diving into Eddie's psyche. From Buck's POV and happens to include one of my favorite romance quotes ever written.

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these two fics together make up one of my favorite eddie character studies + buddie stories ever put to paper from my favorite buddie author, allyasavedtheday (@littlespoonevan), whose ao3 username autofills when i begin typing it on my phone. it's short, just about 28k words together, and both parts are rated T. if you give it a shot and truly hope you enjoy :)

[daedalusdoesstuff]

For some reason an AFTG AU will literally always be amazing to me. I re-read this one all the time it's such a great read. I'm always open to recommendations!

Cover for: And We'll Be Running by allyasavedtheday

[gallavichfanficlibrary]

totally blanking on the title and author of this fic… but it’s a s2 canon divergent where their first kiss happens in s2. i think it was a private fic too, like ao3 members only if that helps. thank you!

This sounds like it could be Seal My Fate. Let us know if this isn’t the one you’re thinking of!

[thebestbooksaround]

Look How They Align by allyasavedtheday (@littlespoonevan)

Buddie | 26k | Teen

The guy is standing with his back to him in front of an open locker. He’s in the middle of changing and Buck doesn’t mean to gawk but then the guy turns to the side and- That’s definitely the hot dad from Sophie’s school. “Uh Carla,” he says vaguely, not entirely sure he hasn’t interrupted her. “I’ll have to call you back." He drops his phone back down by his side before she has a chance to reply, staring in dumbfounded bewilderment as Eddie Diaz pulls an LAFD shirt over his – very chiselled – chest. “You know it’s rude to stare.” Buck jumps, snapping his neck to the side to see Hen approaching. “Do we need to get you laid?” she asks bluntly. “Should Karen and I take you out this weekend? I mean, first that dad at the kids’ school and now the new guy? Come on, Buck. Close your mouth.” He splutters, tries to muster up some indignation at Hen’s comment, but then he catches sight of Eddie again, now buttoning up his over-shirt and instead all he can manage is- “That is the hot dad from the kids’ school.” * In which Buck has a crush on the hot dad of the new kid in his daughter's class. The hot dad who also happens to be his new co-worker. Yeah, this is fine.

[fuckyeahfanfictions]

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

Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Evan “Buck” Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Henrietta “Hen” Wilson, Howie “Chimney” Han, Ravi Panikkar, Bobby Nash

Relationships: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)

Additional Tags: Humor, Fluff, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Bets & Wagers, Feelings Realization, First Kiss

Words: 3751

Summary:

“Well maybe you and Chim just aren’t as close as me and Eddie.”

Chimney’s mouth drops open so fast his gum almost falls out. “Nice try, Buck. Hen and I have been friends longer than you and Eddie have even known each other.”

“And?” Eddie challenges mildly. “The length of friendship doesn’t necessarily equate to how well you know each other.”

Hen snorts out a laugh. “I’m sorry; you think you two know each other better than we do?”

Which, obviously.

“Of course we do!” Buck says. He knows Eddie better than he knows himself. Every quirk, every mood, Jesus Christ he can recognise his touch without looking.

*

Buck and Eddie bet Hen and Chimney that they know each other better than they do and a rivalry ensues. Featuring one-upmanship, codependency, Ravi as reluctant quizmaster and Eddie believing his will is the ultimate trump card.

[theficpusher]

Under The Light Of A Thousand Stars by Jiksa | M | 2279 It’s Gemma’s wedding, they’re playing Ed Sheeran, and Harry is so done with giving a fuck.

no better place than right by your side by velvetnoodle | M | 5454 louis' in the maldives for a friends destination wedding when he meets harry at the reception. they agree to a no-strings-attached hook up: no last names, no phone numbers, no personal info, and no promises. only, the universe has other ideas. aka the one where harry just won't leave louis alone (but he really doesn't mind)

Crash Landing by FullOnLarrie | E | 5844 Louis crashes weddings for the thrill of it. He gets dressed up, uses fake names, and makes up stories to go along with each new persona. Sometimes he'll find someone on the guest list to spend the evening drinking and dancing with (among other things). No strings attached and he never sees them again. That is, until he meets a fellow wedding crasher.

reminiscing the other day by tilthesundies | E | 8317 “Spain,” Harry says. “This weekend.” Louis blinks. “Are you asking me, or telling me?” “Asking,” he says with a huff. Harry's invited to a wedding, and there's only so much Louis can hide.

Chaotically by scottmcniceass | E | 13765 The way Zayn plays makes Liam feel a lot of things, but mostly it just makes Liam want him.

in the end I started thinking about the beginning by infinitelymint | E | 21554 When Louis returned from Malaysia to attend his best mate Zayn's wedding, he hadn't expected their wedding planner to be Harry Styles. Over the next two weeks Louis learns that maybe staying in one place permanently isn't so bad, as long as you have someone to stay with.

If You Asked Me If I Love Him (I'd Lie) by allyasavedtheday | M | 26694 So Harry and Louis might have fucked up. The day of their wedding was the single most perfect moment of Louis’ life and every single day since where he’s been able to call Harry his husband has been nothing short of bliss. There’s just one teeny, tiny problem… Their families don’t know they’re married. * Or the one where Harry and Louis eloped but neglected to mention it to anyone. Meanwhile Lottie is getting married and the only way for them to not steal her thunder is by pretending they're just friends for the weekend. Featuring Harry and Louis as terrible liars who don't know the meaning of the word platonic and some Tomlinsons and Styles's who definitely don't believe them.

maybe if i got my timing right by missandrogyny | M | 30719 Louis is aware, of course, that this all makes him sound like the heroine from Twilight, but it’s just. It’s been three years, that’s all. Three years and not once does Louis think that he’s moved on, not once has he met someone who made him feel how Zayn did. Who made his heart race with excitement, with euphoria. Who made him feel high without drugs, like he was walking around on a cloud. Who made Louis feel everything—all the highs and the lows—with startling, vivid clarity. Which means that there must be some merit to his feelings, considering that it’s been three years and they’ve just consistently been…there. Unchanging. Unwavering. And whereas before he could ignore them, pretend they weren’t there, he can’t now because Zayn’s getting fucking married. He’s getting hitched. He’s entering into a lifelong commitment with another person, one that’s going to kill all of Louis’ hopes with Zayn and probably his last, only shot at love. So there really is no choice. Louis has to stop the wedding, confess to Zayn, and ultimately win Zayn back. (Or: AU where Zayn is getting married to someone that isn't Louis, and Louis enlists Harry's help to stop the wedding.)

(your heartbeat) rang true inside my bones by flimsy | E | 32945 Harry goes as Louis' date for a weekend wedding. He ends up taking the role a bit too seriously. “Hey,” Harry hears himself say just as Louis climbs back into the car. He ducks down, holding onto the roof to look at Louis who cocks his brow at him and says, “What?” “I meant it,” Harry starts. “Like, I’d do it. I’d be your date for the wedding. If it’d make you feel less awful about being there and if you want me to, I’ll do it. I promise I’ll be good.”

[skamffquotes-blog]

“Even,” he whispers again. And with as much gentleness as he possesses, he slides his arms around Even’s waist, curling protectively around his back and pressing his forehead right between Even’s shoulders.

Even’s entire body shudders and folds in on itself and Isak holds him tighter.

“We’re staying together in this universe,” he says with quiet conviction, swallowing down the tears in his throat. “I decided.”

Cut Us Out in Little Stars by Allyasavedtheday @littlespooneven

[evaksbinder]

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

This week’s theme is fluff. Today’s post is a multichaptered fic. If you like this fic, please consider leaving it a comment/kudos!

Things Look Different in the Morning - allyasavedtheday / @littlespooneven (47k words)

“So,” he says, drawing the word out. “I told Even he could stay here.”

Isak blinks, convinced he’s misheard.

“Eskild,” he says flatly. “We don’t have a spare room.”

Eskild straightens his back, expression turning sheepish. “That’s the other part…I was thinking he could stay in your room?”

*

In which Even needs a place to stay, kollektivet gains a new roommate, and Isak just really wants to sleep

Our ramblings:

Love the premise - any excuse for bedsharing is always appreciated

Great pacing of Isak and Even’s relationship, it feels extremely natural and effortless

Isak’s POV is amazing, as is Even’s characterisation - both just seem really in character

Creates such a lovely and tender atmosphere that really wraps around you and is perfect if you want to read something soothing and soft

Overall just very cute and one of the softest fics!

Sarah’s favorite lines:

Isak shakes his head against Even’s, raising his chin and mumbling his words against Even’s mouth. “Don’t ever stop kissing me.”

Even meets his gaze and the look that passes between them makes Isak shiver.

Right before Even leans down to capture his lips in another heart-stopping kiss, he murmurs, “I won’t.”

Kathi’s favorite lines:

Their lips slide together like they’re a perfect fit and Even’s hand is still curled in Isak’s hair, tilting his head closer and drawing him in with every brush. Isak’s own hand lets go of Even’s t-shirt in favour of sliding over his neck and he can’t help sparing a thought for the imperfection of the moment. They’re still in their pyjamas and they definitely both have morning breath and that should make this unappealing, unromantic. Instead it just makes it real.