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[911onabcbts]

Ryan and Oliver during their second panel at Saving Lives 2.

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[redrosydiaz]

Hii I thiiink you posted like two days ago a post about a mutual pining buddie where Eddie is fully flirting trying to get buck to fall in love with him meanwhile buck is desperately trying to repress the fact he is in love with him , by any chance you know any fics like that ?

hiiii! sooo sorry it took me a hot minute to get to this ask - i was out of town, then did not have a whole lot of time during the work week to go searching for fics like this. but!! i've finally had the chance to!

i'll be honest - i KNOW i've read fics like this before, but i read a lot of fics and i'm so terrible with remembering specific titles so unless the summary/tags make it obvious or have enough there to jog my memory, i might not be able to remember which ones i have read that do fit this bill. i did my best to look through my bookmarks and a bunch of different tags on ao3 to try to find some that match this description or at least have a similar sort of vibe!

here's what i found that fit the bill or was at least similar enough:

on my last strength against you by @markofalover (markofalover)

all i know since yesterday by @thirdwheelravi (sibylsleaves)

then help me with the crossword in the mornings by @thirdwheelravi (sibylsleaves)

foolish one (stop checking your mailbox for confessions of love) by @butchdiaz (butchdiaz)

tux and flipper by @bisexualbellamyblakeinjail (lightyears)

the kiss that lingers by @greenbergsays (greenbergsays)

perception of admirable objects by @doitbuckley (doitgently)

fourth floor balcony jump by @fcntasmas (iriswests)

and an honorable mention to these few fics which are the same concept but in reverse, with buck as the one flirting (intentionally or not):

darling, do you think that if i talk enough, i will make you wanna be mine by elgney

wishing someone would film the way i'm looking at you right now by @shitouttabuck (fleetinghearts)

i could give you fifty reasons by @marviless (marviless)

i am DEFINITELY opening this up for others who see it to offer up their recs too if they remember fics like this that i haven't mentioned!!

[semperama]

Buddie 50k Celebration Rec List

For the 50k Buddie Fics celebration, I wanted to make a rec list of some of my favorite fics that I feel are underrated, flew under the radar, deserve more comments/kudos, aren't recced enough, etc. If you read them, please consider giving them some love, ideally in the form of a comment or a reblog! <3

sing to me instead by @putanauhere - This is, to me, one of the Eddie fics of all time. Just absolutely nails his characterization and the experience of grief and the disconnection that comes with it.

The Things All Come and Gone by @mooodlighting - Absolutely perfect little slice-of-life where Buck and Eddie work on a crossword puzzle during a thunderstorm. Beautiful and atmospheric and such strong character voices!

yes god don't speak by @buick118 - THEEE angsty bachelor party fic to me. Meer's writing style is so poetic, and this is painful and stunning and hot all at once. (Also her entire oeuvre is underrated IMO, so after this one...just read everything else and give it all some love haha.)

Something in the Air (Is Giving Me Bad Ideas) by @paramountie - Another really spot-on Eddie POV. I think about "Want to rob a bank with me?" like every day. Once you read it, you'll get it.

escalation by @rainscenes - Probably the best written sexual tension I've ever, ever read. So playful and fun and so THEM!!

like a mermaid of the soil by @standback - There could never be enough fics where one of them disappears and the other goes crazy, but this is a really great one in a perfect tiny package! And it has one of the most butterfly-inducing first kisses ever!

In Which Eddie Diaz Works Out That His Books Are a Metaphor by @the-hwaelweg - Eddie going to Texas may have been poorly executed on the show, but I still maintain that it gave us some of the best fic, and this is such a sweet and unique spin. Alice always writes with such a perfect blend of sweetness and humor, and both of those are in top form here.

sometimes it returns by @redrosydiaz - I love explorations of how the lightning strike affected Buck and/or Eddie's relationship with rainstorms, and this one is so well done. The atmosphere and setting are so perfectly rendered, as is the unspoken affection between them.

7 Minutes by @tanktopdiaz - You know when you read a specfic, and you immediately know that no one who writes on the show will ever be as funny or insightful or understand the characters so well? Yeah. I'm actually in pain over the fact that I can't see exactly this moment on my TV screen.

Where You Go (I Go) by blueberrytwoberry - I have lots of good Eddiefics on this list, but this is one of the very best Buckfics imo. His panic over Eddie moving is so palpable and so real. Also has a lovely Buck&Chim brotherly heart-to-heart.

[rocker-by-heart]

wait wait wait hold on... i knew all these things individually, but suddenly the pieces came together

st. christopher, patron saint of travellers — st. theodore, patron saint of soldiers

the traveller and the soldier

[peapeapeapa]

Daniel Jackson redraw

[velvetwar]

The most Daniel Jackson thing Ever is when that guard asked him if they were Russian spies and he replied, "nyet," only to be made aware of his mistake seconds later.

[theodorereaken]

If Keeper had to entrust the Energems today, who is he giving them to? Do you think he’d find people or do you think he’d give them to animals and if so which ones?

[redrosydiaz]

just so you're all aware. this is what eddie diaz looks like when he's on his knees. with buck standing over him. waiting patiently for buck to come all over his face :) in case you wanted to know :)

[chroma-imp-draws]

[venusavrt]

wine husbands

[deanspunchingbag]

sorry i cant stop thinking about it

shane: hey :) play better next time best buddy :)

scott: take ilyas dick out of your mouth before you talk to me

[lunarfleur]

Don’t Touch Our Goalie ~ Dean Portman and Fulton Reed

Tagging: @collieflower215 @juneberrie @whyareyouhere66 @sluggmuffin

Warnings:Fighting, cursing.

Summary: Dean and Fulton will never tolerate someone laying their hands on their favorite goalie

This is x male! Reader!

Hockey was an aggressive sport. You knew that. Hockey players could be aggressive. You knew that, too. Hockey could be unfair. You knew that better than anything else about the sport.

It was one single save that set him off. You were a good goalie, there wasn’t anything that could make you believe otherwise. But, sometimes, even after the whistle gets blown, players can act as if they have unfinished business.

The player from the other team had heard the whistle, the one that marked the end of the game, but he approached you anyway. He cursed and yelled at you. You stood up straight, puffing out your chest like Dean told you to-make yourself look bigger. But he put his hands on you anyway, grabbing you by the cloth of your jersey and sending you skidding back into your own goal. You heard-and felt-the clang of the metal against your helmet. A dull ache started in your shoulder, and you knew there was gonna be a bruise.

You felt a strong hand grab your arm, and there crouched Fulton. You hadn’t even noticed he and Dean had skated up. Both teams went quiet on the ice, watching the way Dean got into his face.

“Are you okay?” Fulton asked, soft as ever. He had taken his helmet off. His hair was drenched with sweat, his face bright red and glistening. Nodding, you let him pull you off the ice. He grabbed your helmet, gently pulling it off your head.

You hadn’t heard Dean use such inappropriate language on the ice in a long time. But that was the effect you had on him.

“Who the fuck do you think you, are anyway?” Your boyfriend barked. His voice was getting higher and higher every second, the way it did whenever he was angry. It didn’t take away his intimidating demeanor.

Dean gave him a shove, and the player backed into Fulton’s chest. Fulton still had a grip on your arm, he seemed content to never let go.

“Don’t touch our goalie,” Fulton scoffed. That was enough to get him to back off.

The way Fulton said it, “our goalie,” made it obvious who he was talking about. It wasn’t “our” as the team’s goalie, it was “our” as in their’s. You were their goalie: Fulton and Dean’s.

Fulton let go of your arm and it fell down to your side. Dean looked at you, eyebrow raised, before smiling brightly. You smiled back.

“Thanks, sunshine.” You winked playfully and basked in the way the both chuckled. You intertwined your fingers with Fulton’s and grabbed ahold of Dean’s wrist, leading them both off the ice.

The team was already in the locker room when you got in there.

“Everything okay?” Adam asked hesitantly. Fights during the game were totally normal, but none of them had ever seen Coach’s reaction to one afterwards.

“Yeah, fine,” Portman shrugged. Your locker sat directly in between Dean’s and Fulton’s, across from Ken’s.

You pulled off your jersey and pads and everything else that wasn’t necessary. You craned your body to look at your shoulder in the mirror, barely seeing the bright red mark that sat against the skin.

Dean grabbed your shoulder, a cocky grin on his face while she dug his fingers into the spot.

“That hurt?” He asked. You winced. It did.

“That’s gonna leave one hell of a mark,” Fulton told you, pressing his lips to the corner of your mouth. Dean, from behind you, pulled you against his chest. He kissed the top of your shoulder densely.

“Well, if he’s gonna be dating both of the Bash Brothers, he has to be able to handle a small bruise.”

“Dean, it’s the size of my hand,” you scoffed, prying away from his arms to run into Fulton’s. You pouted playfully, digging your face into Fulton’s shirt.

“You have small hands,” Portman shrugged jokingly.

Dean leaned in close to you, face inches away from yours, before he straightened back up and kissed Fulton’s cheek. He grinned, backing up and walking away.

“See you, I love you both,” he called, exiting the locker room.

You pouted for real this time, looking up at Fulton. He laughed at you, ignoring the groans of the rest your teammates, and grabbed the sides of your face sweetly. Every game ended like this.

“Don’t cry,” Fulton chuckled, “I can give you all the kisses you want.”

[buckleyflower]

eddie gets hit on the head and is in the hospital feeling all sorts of confused and loopy from the drugs and whenever as soon as the hospital staff asks a question he just turns around and looks at buck expectantly, waiting for him to answer or confirm his own answer — and when someone from the 118 points out that he should know those things about himself (like allergies etc) he shrugs and goes he knows better and everything goes smoothly enough until a nurse looks fondly at buck and says you are a really awesome boyfriend and eddie smiles, all crooked and lopsided and nods — he fucking nods!!!! and buck nearly dies of embarrassment but still dutifully answers all the questions about his best friend

[buckleyflower]

IT’S A FIC NOW 👀

[theodorereaken]

Head cannon that Bobby kept Buck around in his 1.0 phase bc he showed dedication but that dedication was being very vigilant about his chores. But the reason he was so detailed about his cleaning and chores was bc that’s all he was good for at his parents house.

[eve6rangers]

These are a few snip-its from a Flynn fic I'm working on. The FMC is my own OC, her name is Magnolia and she has implants like Dillon but hers made her have super hearing basically. That's all I'm gonna share for now, so please let me know what you think!

Flynn is tinkering on the Jeep, wearing a blue Henley covered in grime. Mags is leaning against the jeep, back to the open hood with her headphones on, enjoying the hum of Flynn's idle tinkering being dampened by her headphones. Flynn moves around her, or her out of the way if needed. 

Flynn rests a hand on her shoulder, his gentle way of asking her to move. Maggy blinks out of her daze and steps aside. While he’s still leaning under the hood, she steps over to the kitchen to grab her abandoned smoothie. When she brings it back, she offers a sip to Flynn, still standing out of the way. 

“Thanks, Maggy,” she hears faintly, letting Flynn grab her hips to bring her back to her spot. She hums in response, crossing her arms with the smoothie staying closest to Flynn. 

An empty smoothie and an unknown amount of time later, the sound around her got louder and clearer. Maggy opens her eyes (when had she shut them?) and looks to see Flynn holding her headphones.  “Ya done?”, Mags asks, standing fully. 

“Aye, gonna go get cleaned up”, Flynn confirms, holding up his grease-covered hands for reference. Maggy nods, taking her headphones back, and motions for Flynn to lead the way up the stairs, heading straight for his room. 

When they reach his door, Flynn pushes it open and heads to his closet while Maggy goes to lie on his bed. She’s putting her headphones on the bedside table when Flynn comes out of the closet with a clean set of clothes in hand. 

“I’ll be right back.”

“I’ll be right here.” 

Flynn smiles, walking over to press a kiss into her hair, saying, “I know.”

Maggy smiles, settling into the pillows and closing her eyes. 

——

Flynns is sitting up in the bed with his back resting on the headboard, Maggy’s head is resting in his lap, and his fingers are running through her hair.

“K wants to look more into your hearing tomorrow,” Flynn murmurs, tucking her hair behind her ear. 

“K wants to use a sonic gun and see if it makes me scream,” Maggy grumbles. Her eyes aren’t open, but Flynn can perfectly picture her eye roll. 

“The more she learns, the closer we get to a solution,” He reminds her gently, trying to remind her of the positives. 

“Hmph,” Maggy grumbles, turning to shove her face into his thigh. “That’s later though. Right now, let's just listen to your fan hum.” 

“My fan isn’t loud enough for that,” Flynn denies, gently bringing her face out of hiding. His thumb strokes just under her eye, coaxing her to open them. 

“It is for me.” 

——

When Maggy walks into the lab, Dr. K  greets her with, “We need to test the range of your hearing.” 

“Didn’t you do that when you first ran me like a lab rat?” Maggy reminds her snidely. The young doctor was fascinated with Magnolia's “upgrades” when she first arrived with Dillon, running as many tests as possible. Most of which caused Maggy's sensitive ears great pain. 

“Though I deny that sentiment, yes, I have already tested the range of your audio processing, but now I need to see how it’s progressed with time,” Dr. K replies matter-of-factly, Maggy's attitude doing nothing to deter her from her studies. 

Maggy squints scrutinizingly at her, keeping silent for a long moment before she finally sighs and says, “If I do this, will you leave me alone?” 

“For now,” Dr. K appeases. 

“Fine.”

Magnolia moves to stand in the center of the lab, as is practice when you’re the source of K’s poking and prodding. Dr. K begins to type on her keyboard, faster than the average person can even think, let alone comprehend. 

“We’ll start with seeing how you handle low frequencies, and then we’ll move on to see if you can withstand high frequencies.” 

“Yay,” Maggy mumbles, clearly wanting this to be over as fast as possible.

“Let me know when you can make out the noise.” K gives no time before hitting play, waiting ten seconds, and then increasing it just barely. 

Magnolia notes that she can hear the first set of noise faintly if she strains her hearing, the second set a little more clearly, and by the fifth time K raises the volume, the noise is the same tone as someone speaking five feet from her. K writes her and Maggy’s observations on her clipboard. 

“Now we’ll move on to your capability to endure loud volumes,” K informs her, typing away on her computer one more time before standing and moving to grab more equipment from the table at the side of the room. When she turns back to Maggy, she’s holding what looks like a modified version of her sonic gun. 

Magnolia eyes it warily, regretting her choice to not run for the hills when she had the chance, “Wait, how do we know this won’t hurt?” 

“We don’t, that’s the point of the experiment,” K says from her place by the table. 

“Oh, comforting.”

“I’ll count from three.” 

Magnolia nods her understanding, taking a deep breath. 

“One”

She squares her shoulders, sets her feet. 

“Two”

She glares at the device before closing her eyes, putting her full focus into preparing to fight the noise. 

“Three”

Immediately, Magnolia's senses are surrounded by white. All she can feel is white, hot, bright pain. Faintly, she thinks her mouth is tasting the heat as well, but that could be the feeling of her skin burning. 

When she finally comes back to herself, she’s on the floor, her hands over her ears, eyes wide, mouth open, and throat sore from screams that were still escaping her. She feels swaying, like her body is being moved by ocean waves. She’s distantly aware that it’s her, rocking herself back and forth. 

The other rangers finally manage to open the lab doors, looking between K, who stands in shock, and Magnolia, who lies crumpled on the ground, still screaming. Dillon is the first to move, rushing over and falling next to Maggy on the floor. 

“Mags, Mags, you’ve gotta calm down.” Dillon rushes out, immediately noticing it has no effect on her. He turns to glare at Dr. K, “What did you do to her?”

[dumbbunnybabey]

I think power rangers ESPECIALLY Mystic Force is such a comfort series not because of nostalgia for me (the only two series I finished as a kid were jungle fury and samurai) is because everyone is actually nice to each other?

Like you never realize how many american sitcoms rely on how long you're willing to watch characters be rude and betray each other yet stay together for no other reason than being too familiar with each other to sever ties until you watch a kids action series where the core themes are friendship and teamwork.