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My 9-1-1 Favorite Fic Rec List

I started watching 9-1-1 during the S8 hiatus, and dove head first into the fics. I had a lot of free time for a few months this year, so I may or may not have read ~500 so far...

These are my top favorites! I read pretty much anything and everything, so I'll try to include all ratings and any key tags, especially those that can serve as warnings. I do like heavy angst at times.

(Some fics may be restricted)

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the measuring contest - ColorMeParanoid (2,598 | T | Lone Star- Crossover)

Hen snorted from her own cot. “Trust me, guys. This isn’t the kind of measuring contest you want to play with Buck because you will lose."

Break Glass in Case of Emergency - Beforeastorm (2,894| T | Hurt/ Comfort, Fluff )

When hospital policy doesn't allow Chris, as an unrelated minor, to visit a comatose post-lightning strike Buck in the ICU, Eddie has a solution. Unfortunately, that involves sharing some pretty personal information in a waiting room filled with the 118.

a glint of you in everything - Daisies_and_Briars (3,604 | T | Getting Together, a little bit of magic)

A year into living in El Paso, Eddie begins to see glimpses of Buck's life when he looks in the mirror.

trust - boneswrites (3,930 | T | Angst and Fluff, 3x03 missing scene)

My take on what happens after Eddie sees Buck at the hospital, finds Chris and Buck collapses on Cap, Chim and Hen until Eddie and Chris show up at Buck's place with a little twist to the ending of the episode.

Everything's coming up milhouse - Hammersmiths (4,000 | T | Social Media)

LAFD Updates (@L*A*F*D_Metro) LAFD Alert: Red-level traffic on Gardiner Road this morning. If you are trying to get into the city centre consider taking Westerley Lane. buck 🔥🔥 (@firebuck) so true bestie or, Eddie mans the LAFD Twitter account. Buck tries to be supportive.

In you, darling, I trust - hammersmiths (10,112 | T | Social Media)

5 times Eddies is recognized as Mr LAFD Updates Man

Take The Bitter With The Sweet - fruitsdoesnotknow (5,207 | T | Misunderstandings)

No one thought to brief Ravi on the Buckley-Diaz situation when he finally joins the 118. Spoiler: it goes about as well as a car crash

let's go to bed before we say how we feel - rarakiplin (gmontys) (7,043 | T | AU- Roommates, sitcom logic)

Buck brings home a table. Chimney has a secret. Eddie has an awkward encounter with an ex. also, Ravi fights a spider."

Because you're exhausting - Theotherlucifer (10,025 | M | MCD, Suicide, Sad, Not a Happy Ending)

Buck's always been sad but it's post lawsuit, and Buck just can't handle it anymore

( This one is a gut punch, but it is written so well)

I really fucked it up this time. Didn't I, my dear?- emgiehae (11,365 | T | Singer!Buck, Post-Lawsuit )

In the midst of going back to work after the firetruck, the embolism, the tsunami, and the lawsuit, Buck feels more alone than ever. No one is talking to him, no one wants him to be there. On a whim, he takes up singing again and feels more like himself with every passing performance. His friends don't know, and he doesn't tell them. Buck's back at work but he's not like he used to be. Eddie's worried and he doesn't know what to do. So he does what he does best: he shows up for his bestfriend. Turns out, his bestfriend has been hiding a pretty massive secret.

Bad Luck Buck Verse - whileyouresleeping ( Series | 50,216 | Works:4 | M- E | Hurt/ Comfort, Canon Divergence)

In his entire time being a firefighter, Eddie has never met anyone as accident-prone as Evan Buckley. And Buck - well, he's quickly becoming the 118's best customer.

been lost for a while - trysetmeonfire (17,834 | M | Graphic Depictions of Violence, Angst, Nurse Eddie)

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.

The Deployment Notice - Unite_Cosmos (18,915 | T | Seal!Buck)

He gestured to the envelope in a 'go on' fashion, and that seemed to break Eddie out of whatever stupor he was in. With one last confused and concerned look at him Eddie reached down and scooped up the envelope taking out the papers and reading through their contents. "I don't understand." Eddie said after seemingly having read through the papers at least three times. "C'mon Eds," Buck huffed out a mirthless chuckle, "I know that you know what a deployment issue looks like."

Mission Accomplished - Unite_Cosmos ( 28,596 | T | Seal!Buck)

Faced with the possibility of finding his previously thought to be dead teammate alive, Buck must now find a way to keep it that way. More accurately, he WILL find a way to keep it that way. No matter what the world throws up against him.

Eddie Diaz vs the pta agenda - mmtion (19,701 | M | Jealous Eddie)

Really, Eddie doesn’t care that the PTA aren’t his biggest fan. He knows he misses too many meetings, and it’s not like he’s best friends with any of the other parents. It doesn’t affect Christopher, so it doesn’t bother him. He’ll pay for the annual fundraising mugs and consider his duty done. But then Buck picks Christopher up from a class trip and it all goes to hell. Like, of course Buck is everyone’s dream guy. He’s responsible with kids, and kind, and funny and interesting and hot to touch. That’s obvious. But now Eddie’s fighting to keep the PTA moms, teachers, and dads, all off an unsuspecting and tempting Buck"

The Elephant in the Room Never Forgets - exvichan (19,762 | T | Crack)

Secrets are spilled and truths brought to light when the 118 and their partners go on a camping trip. Oh, and there’s malaphors. Lots of malaphors.

fallacy of the local body - littleghost (22,749 | E | Bodyswap)

Christopher is gone for the summer and Eddie is—aimless. Drifting. Everything is different, and he can't fix any of it, much less himself. He wishes he were different. Someone that doesn't have as much baggage, or misery, or so much empty time on his hands. Naturally, he wakes up one morning as Buck.

More Than a Fading Memory - FandomLife54 (33,491 | G | Seal!Buck, Grief/Mourning)

Things after the lawsuit haven't been easy. What happens when Buck gets called away for deployment before anyone has a chance to say goodbye? What happens when they realize they're the ones who owe Buck an apology? Now, they may never get the chance.

we won't look back, we won't be lost - Daisies_and_Briars (37,526 | T | Fluff and Angst, Adoption)

Buck adopts Pipe Baby while Eddie waits for Christopher to come home.

Leave The Light On (I'll be coming home) - HMSLusitania (44,415 | M | Angst with a Happy Ending, Amnesia)

An accident on a call leaves Buck with custody of Chris after Eddie is... missing presumed. While they navigate their new family circumstances -- and fight to stay together, despite Eddie's parents' best efforts -- a John Doe wakes up in a coma ward with no memory of his own life beyond the knowledge he has a son named Christopher and, somehow, he needs to get home.

oh brother, I see (you burn like me) - canadadry (47,908 | M | POV: outsider)

Adriana doesn’t tell their parents that she’s going to LA. She doesn’t tell Eddie, either—or ask, for that matter. She does ask Chris, and he thinks it’s a good idea—says as much, on the phone, and doesn’t say much else. “Buck will probably be hovering,” is what Chris does volunteer. It still surprises her when the man who opens the door is not Eddie. It’s—Captain America, is the thing that actually comes to mind—a man close to a foot taller than she is, if not more than that, with blond curls and broad shoulders, and he’s got a question in his very blue eyes that’s probably less friendly than the one he actually asks her. “Uh,” he says. “Can I help you?”

I’m Not Breathing Unless I’m Giving You CPR - letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (51,400 | E | Graphic Depictions of Violence, AU- Dark, Minor Character Death, Dead Dove : Do Not Eat)

Evan Buckley fascinates Eddie. And when Eddie's fascinated by something, he wants to play with it. Especially when the thing in question hates him so much. But then something odd happens - Buck sees past Eddie's mask for what he really is. And it turns out, Buck's the same way. And he's not something to play with. He's something to keep. Now the real game begins: the game of being who they are, what they are, together, without their well-meaning friends and family finding out. Because now that they've found each other, they're not going to let anyone separate them. Buck is keeping Eddie, and Eddie is keeping Buck.

the witch eddie cinematic universe (WECU) - weewooforever (Series | 58,151 | Works:7 | T - E )

Eddie Diaz is a witch and his magic leads him right to Evan Buckley.

Ice Cream Before Dinner - cloudydaisies (58,577 | T | Fluff)

Gerrard messes with the team's schedules and Eddie 'i just drove my son to flee the state. Diaz is the only option to watch Mara and Jee-yun after school on Tuesdays, which, shouldn't be a problem at all, right?"

We're Overdue for a Revival - BespectacledBunny ( 60,850 | M | Marriage of Convenience)

“If I had,” Chris lingers on the words, watching Eddie intently through the screen, “If I had conditions?” Eddie feels his stomach knot up. It’s the first time Chris has ever alluded to a willingness to come home. Usually he just shoots Eddie down with a flat “I know” before hurrying off the call. Eddie Diaz will be damned before he lets this chance slip through his hands. “Anything,” his voice rings with desperation in his own ears, “Whatever you need to feel ready to come home. If I can make it happen, I will.” Chris eyes him, young face serious as a judge presiding over trial. An apt comparison because only Chris could condemn or parole Eddie. His fate is in his son’s hands so completely that if he was going to therapy, Frank would probably be concerned. Finally, Chris opens his mouth and says something so earth shattering as to crack the foundations of his father’s mind. “Marry Buck,” Chris says firmly.

sweet child, you are a blessing (poor child, you have been cursed) - dumbdpaus (62,480 | M | Hurt/Comfort , AU- Magic Realism)

Every Blessing comes hand-in-hand with a Curse. If someone wants to be Blessed with money, or love, or life, someone else must be Cursed. When Daniel Buckley's cancer doesn't seem to be going away, despite the transplant from his little brother, Evan, his parents make a terrible, terrible choice. They Bless Daniel, and they Curse Evan. Twenty-two years later, Maddie and Daniel Buckley learn that their parents lied when they claimed that their baby brother died in a car accident. After two years of fruitless searching, they decide to make a podcast to see if anyone else can help them find him. That same year, Evan Doe joins Firehouse 118. -- Evan Doe is not made to be loved. He knows this. Everyone who meets him learns pretty quick, too. The Curse makes damn sure he doesn't have any wiggle room. "You will lose everyone who loves you." He was always doomed to be alone.

I hit the Accelerator (but the car was in reverse) - extasiswings & letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (68,139 | E | Canon Divergence, Slowburn, There's a lot of sex in here considering no one is talking about feelings)

When Buck is forced to confront the truth about his breakup with Abby, having casual sex with his hot new coworker seems like the best rebound idea. Unfortunately, that hot new coworker turns into his best friend. But best friends can keep having sex with each other, right? There's no way this could possibly go wrong.

Those Two Firefighters - DarkFairytale (75,850 | T | Fluff and Humor | Social Media)

#thosetwofirefighters starts to gather a following on social media, as everyone tries to figure out if those two cute firefighters from the 118 in LA are a thing or not.

Leading with the left - letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (84,763 | E | AU- Stripper, alternate meeting, slowburn)

When Buck said he was a "bartender" in "South America" what he actually meant was "stripper" in "Mexico." And when Eddie said, "What's your problem?" what he actually meant was, "Is this about the time you gave me a lap dance?" In other words, there's a few things the 118 doesn't know about Buck. Or Eddie. Or Buck and Eddie's relationship

good pretended - likeshipsonthesea (85,090 | E | Casual sex, getting together)

An au where Buck broke up with Taylor before 5b, Ravi and Buck become (actually platonic) friends with benefits, and Ravi, Eddie, and Buck all go on a journey of self-discovery that ends with them all getting what they need

the whale fall principle - fastcardotmp3 (95,489 | M | Complicated family dynamics, Grief/Mourning, Fluff & Angst)

Daniel Buckley lives, but he’s still deciding what that means. Maddie is having a baby, but it isn’t her husband’s. And Evan knows his purpose. Until he doesn’t anymore.

Held Up a Lightning Rod (Wonder Why I'm Struck) - letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (128,759 | E | AU- Sugar Daddy)

When Eddie Diaz stumbles his way into money, he finds himself one of the most eligible bachelors in Los Angeles - to his dismay. He needs a way to get people off his back without confessing his messy marital situation, and Shannon's still not answering his calls, so he caves to a friend's suggestion: hire someone to pretend to be his partner

Lighthouse - KilldevilandtheWildThings (132,083 | E | Graphic Depictions of Violence, Heavy Angst, Suicide Attempt)

After the lawsuit, buck confronts what it was he wanted all along. he looks and looks and longs for it; the team looks right through him. Buck breaks-- right down the middle.

What's love got to do with it? - ColorMeParanoid (134,079 | E | Light Angst, Eventual Smut, slowburn)

After Buck’s and Eddie’s dates both end with disasters – proving once again that maybe dating just wasn’t meant for them – they decide to simply settle for each other. If there was one person in the world they'd ever trust with their hearts, it was each other. And who was a better person to date other than your very own best friend?

Objects in the mirror - Sevensoulmates (139,140 | E | In Your Eyes AU, slowburn)

The voice had always been around, Eddie remembers it, like a stream of consciousness that babbled incoherently to the point where Eddie just tuned it out. But then the voice started speaking directly to him. Conversing like he was a whole person standing right in front of him. Like he could see what was happening around Eddie. Eddie shook his head. No one was talking to him, and Eddie most certainly was not talking back

Stupid People - brewrosemilk (160,151 | E | AU - different first meeting, sex work)

New in Los Angeles, and having recently admitted to himself that he's gay, Eddie figures that hiring a sex worker might be a good way to keep his private life cut off from his job and his son. A way to keep things from becoming too complicated.

The Only Way Out is Through - GatheringBlue (240,415 | T | Seal!Buck, 911:Lone Star, S.W.A.T, Top Gun)

Evan Buckley was just a few hours old when he was abandoned at a small church in Pennsylvania. With the identify of his family unknown, Evan was sent into foster care where he'd spend the next 17 years. Eventually, he'd join the Navy SEALs in an attempt to find the one thing he's always longed for: family. Considering that he has the worst luck in the world, it was only inevitable that he would lose that family as well. He spent three years in the Navy and two more trying to run from his past before finally moving his entire life across the country to LA. He didn't plan on becoming so attached to his team when he arrived at Station 118 but he soon finds out it was unavoidable.

to change the prophecy - pinkpeachtea (240,963 | E | Fake Relationship, Slow Burn)

Buck and Eddie fake date over the holidays when Buck's parents come to town

-—————— WIPS ————————

Doe & a Drop of Golden Sun- ohstars (87,482 | T | Custody Battle, Fake marriage)

Buck doesn't mean to keep secrets from everyone, but he also can't talk about the pain he experiences on a day to day basis. With his nine-year-old living across the country and his custody limited to one monthly visit, Buck doesn't know how to share this part of himself. How does he tell his team of six years that he's had a kid this whole time? How does he tell his sister? How does he tell his Edd-- best friend?

Come Away O Human Child - JustABunchOfHocusPocus (326,330 | T | AU- Urban Fantasy, Hurt/Comfort, Slowburn)

Evan Buckley is 18 when he learns about an older brother he never knew, and the lengths to which his parents went to try and save him. What they were willing to risk. What they were willing to trade. He's 18 when he learns that he he only has twelve years left before the deal his parents made to try and save his brother--the deal that cursed him, the deal that didn't even work--comes to its conclusion, and the magic that has always flowed through him so much more strongly than it should is drained by the Fae that his parents sought out.

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Heated Rivalry Recs #3

Back with a few more favorites from my recent reads <3.

Also, if anyone has any fics they've read and loved that I have NOT included in a rec list, please share!!

This list includes a variety of fics in both rating and type. I tried to include all relevant information and tags (especially those that may serve as warnings, since I do like some heavy angst/ dark themes.. and smut). Some fics may be restricted. Enjoy!

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A Rose by Any Other Name - emarosa (4,866 | M | POV Cliff Marleau, Mistaken Identity, Coming Out)

Cliff had messed up, he knew that much. But, in his defense, what were the odds that he'd sleep with the Jane? As in, Ilya's Montreal Jane?! Once he worked up the courage to confess to his best friend/captain/adopted little brother, that was it. Ilya was going to slaughter him. Cliff just hoped he was dead before he had to explain that it had happened multiple times over the past three months, and that he was fairly certain he was in love with Jane.

influential - 409_conflict (6,112 | T | AU, Texting, Fluff)

The problem is, no one knows how to market Ilya Rozanov's (in his own words) sexy Euro masculinity to an audience of white straight men. He needs the best. And if it happens to be his secret lover’s mother who despises his very existence, so be it. [phone] See? That is what I need. Do not care that you are not professional. You are best This is Ilya Rozanov Yuna This is a fucking joke, right?

hi shane, is this still available? - tunamelt (bbang1z) (6,676 | E | AU- College/University, Mixed Media, Sexting)

While in search of a roommate, Ilya comes across an interesting Facebook Marketplace listing from Shane Hollander.

Pour Decisions - hermacology (7,125 | T | AU- Bar/Pub, Crack Treated Seriously)

Hayden Pike and his group chat of coworkers are pretty sure their new manager Shane has a parasocial obsession with a professional hockey player. He talks about him constantly, knows everything about him, watches every game, and even has candid photos of him that are definitely not available through conventional sources. So naturally, they decide to intervene to find him a man who actually knows he exists. Shane, for his part, has no idea what they're talking about.

Victims of Shane Hollander’s ‘tism rizz (support group for queer hockey players) - strawberriesnoranges (8,773 | M | Chatting & Messaging, Sexting, Comedy)

Victims of Shane Hollander’s ‘tism rizz (support group for queer hockey players) Ilya Rozanov was added to the chat OR: After coming out to none other than Troy Barrett, Ilya Rozanov, Shane Hollander's recent fiancé, is added to a group chat full of queer hockey players on the current league. The twist? Almost every single one of them had some interaction with Hollander that made them, at the very least, question things. It goes as well as expected."

Totally Real Canadian Boyfriend™️ - hermacology (17,633 | T | AU, Hockey Player Ilya Rozanov, College Student Shane Hollander, Grindr, Misunderstandings)

Ilya Rozanov, captain of the Boston Raiders, has a boyfriend. A definitely real, suspiciously (and boringly) handsome, conveniently offline, consistently unable to meet up in real life boyfriend. Who lives in Canada. Unfortunately for him, absolutely no one believes him. The more serious Ilya gets about his Totally Real Canadian Boyfriend™️, the more concerned his teammates become that someone either needs to call MTV and get him on the next episode of Catfish or that he's slowly losing his mind. Shane Hollander is, fortunately, very real, very sarcastic, and increasingly delighted that an entire NHL locker room seems to think that he's a government psyop to distract Ilya from his game.

The Great Pretender - lady_st4rdus7 (31,298 | T | Crack Treated Seriously, Misunderstandings, 5+1, Depression, Hurt/Comfort)

Ilya Rozanov is in love, closeted, catastrophically lonely, and apparently incapable of referring to Shane Hollander in present tense. The Centaurs come to a- given the circumstances- reasonable conclusion. Or: Five times the Centaurs thought Ilya Rozanov was mourning his dead wife, and the one time they discovered his wife was actually Shane Hollander. Shane, for the record, is alive and really confused.

To only ever know the cold - IbecomewhatIbelieve (31,374 | M | Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Sickfic)

Svetlana knows about Jane. It's frankly insulting for Ilyusha to think otherwise. She just never expected to have to call him for help. During the Olympics. In Russia. In the dead of night. Or, it's Sochi 2014 and Russia has lost to Latvia. Grigori Rozanov, not yet compromised by illness, punishes his son for shaming the family. When Svetlana finds an injured and emotionally fragile Ilya, she knows she needs somewhere safe for him to recover. And there's only one person in Russia who Sveta trusts with her Ilyusha: Canada's Golden Boy, Shane Hollander.

everytime I leave - fckingfreckles (38,557 | NR | Sickfic, Hospitalization, Fluff and Hurt and Comfort)

Ilya rozanov did not plan to spend the majority of his rookie season in a hospital. then again, he didn't plan on shane hollander either. __ or, the whump fic. based on my own tweet: a fic where 17 yr old shane is a [redacted] ill patient and ilya is the rookie his team drags to the children’s hospital. he falls in love w freckles and can’t stop visiting shane every chance he gets.

change, like the sky - cupocoffee (43,264 | M | Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Suicide Attempt, Accidents)

He doesn’t mean for it to happen that way. He sees the asphalt before he reaches it. He thinks, Ilya. He doesn’t remember much after that. - SHANE HOLLANDER, CAPTAIN OF MONTREAL METROS, FOUND UNRESPONSIVE AFTER FALLING FROM APARTMENT BALCONY The incident occurred mere hours after rumors of the hockey star’s sexuality started circulating, stemming from an online video of a private conversation between the young captain and actress Rose Landry. There is no update on his current status after being moved to… Or, Shane gets outed and accidentally hurts himself, the world thinks he's tried to end his life, and Ilya struggles to come to terms with mortality in more than one sense of the word.

find your way back home - strange_ghost (112,340 | E | Friends to Lovers, Fluff and Angst)

""Hi, solnyshko.” The Russian pet name set a firework off inside Shane's mind as he heard it cooed from behind him. The intonation was just as he remembered, but the voice was much deeper. He turned and felt himself short circuit. It took every ounce of willpower to not let his jaw drop cartoonishly to the floor. Shane would recognize his individual features anywhere, even after 5 years. But it was as if someone had snapped their fingers and the smug, silly Russian boy who had been attached to Shane's hip for 3 summers was transformed into some sort of fucking Adonis right before his eyes. “Ilya-” was all Shane managed before strong arms were wrapped around his waist and lifting him off the ground in a greeting all too familiar from years ago. OR When Shane Hollander & Ilya Rozanov spent their summers as teens in an elite hockey camp, they quickly became inseparable friends. But they lose touch when Shane moves on as a prospect for the NHL and Ilya for the KHL. Years later, Montreal makes a bold move to take the hottest player in the KHL. After hearing of the Russian's reputation, the Montreal Captain is tasked with keeping his old best friend and new teammate out of trouble.

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Heated Rivalry Fic Recs #2

MORE fics I really enjoyed!!

This list includes a variety of fics in both rating and type. I tried to include all relevant information and tags (especially those that may serve as warnings, since I do like some heavy angst/ dark themes.. and smut). Some fics may be restricted. Enjoy!

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Leave a message after the tone - Anonymous (2,128 | T | Phone Calls & Telephones, HTML Tryhard)

2011, Boston March 14, 2011 at 10:01 PM “This is—This is Jane. I swear to god if you don’t open the door right now, I’m leaving. I’m not staying in the streets waiting at your front door, you asshole. Do you think it’s fun? Because I don’t—[Sound of a door creaking open] Ah, hey—” Shane and Ilya's relationship, viewed through unanswered voicemails.

please leave a message - Ravenesta (2,407 | T | Texting, Crack)

Sarah Does anyone have the number for Shane's girl from Boston? I feel bad that they've been seeing each other for this long and we've never added her here. Jackie Oh good point! Let me ask Hayden. Jackie has added Lily to the conversation Lily what what is this Or: Ilya Rozanov is, apparently, one of the girls.

jackie & lily world domination - goldengalaxies (3,547 | NR | Humor, Social Media)

Jackie No offence but this is not what I expected from Shane’s girlfriend. Lily (Shane) I know he is so boring and I am so fun Lily (Shane) But opposites attract is the saying, no? Lily (Shane) Also I am not girlfriend Jackie Why not!! Jackie Sorry that was nosy Lily (Shane) Is okay Lily (Shane) Is complicated Lily (Shane) But I cannot let him go because he gives head like champion Jackie Girl!!!!!! (spreading the jackie & ilya bestie gospel!)

Smile for you, laugh like you - Anonymous (3,731 | T | Texting, Pre-Relationship)

Me: Why didn’t you tell me that this((( THIS((( is all something that isn’t used in English. I didn’t know. Lily: ah)) Lily: is cute when you use it Lily: like little dog who learned new trick Lily: makes me proud After years of increased back and forth by message with Ilya Rozanov, Shane picks up one of his texting habits, unaware that it is a Russian texting slang.

I can see it, your face is glowin' - joldiego (4,051 | T | Misunderstandings, Humor, Coming Out)

Shane is stooped over to strap on his shin guards when his phone buzzes once in Hayden’s hand. He doesn’t mean to tap the notification. And oh god, does he wish he could un-tap the fucking notification. Because why the fuck has Lily, Shane’s mysterious Boston hook-up of several years (no matter how fervently he denies it), sent him a picture of a fucking sonogram. Black and white, blurry, and undeniably baby-shaped. Ilya makes a joke, Hayden breaks Shane’s phone, and a comedy of errors ensues.

@MLHTracker - summerblood (4,816 | T | Social Media, Humor)

MLH Tracker @MLHTracker rozanov81 (Ilya Rozanov) started following 3 and unfollowed 0: ✅ montrealmetros (The Montreal Metros) ✅ shanehollanderofficial (Shane Hollander) ✅ metrosworst (Worst Metros Plays) ⏎ 55 ⟳ 39 ♡ 732 rozanov defender @gremlinroz ... alright who told ilya about the mlh tracker ⏎ 0 ⟳ 10 ♡ 63 lea @rozanovsss getting ready for the game on thursday i see... masterful trolling ⏎ 5 ⟳ 1 ♡ 37 The history of Hollanov, primarily as seen through the MLH Tracker on Twitter.

The Montreal Girl - some1_around (5,868 | NR | 5+1 , Humor, Friendship)

Five times Ilya lied (but not really) to his teammates about Shane, and one time he didn’t have to. Inspired by two Cliff Marlow lines: In the airport, when their game with Montreal gets cancelled and he tells Ilya, “Whoever she is, she’s gonna get over it,” and the scene in the locker room when he says, “Wow, this Montreal girl works you up, brother—you’re straight up blushing, Roz.” Or, the Boston Bears’ perspective of Ilya and Shane’s “secret” relationship over the years

Baby by Me - Anonymous (7,465 | T | Crack treated seriously | MPreg (kinda) )

It clicks. The reason why Rozanov was acting so fucking weird, why he was only checking on his rival so late at night, why Rozanov didn’t want Marlow to even have a glimpse into what was behind that door. Holy shit. -- In which a single misunderstanding spirals into becoming the MHL's greatest secret: Shane Hollander is pregnant.

Deep Misunderstanding - some1_around (9,071 | T | Angst, Character Study, POV Hayden Pike)

“Am I a bad friend?” Hayden has always been the guy Shane joked with, the guy he trusted to feed him without mocking him, the guy he roomed with on the road, and Shane is the only man who has ever seen Hayden cry, and Hayden loves Shane. He fucking loves him. They are like brothers, and they have been for almost ten fucking years. He’s always been Shane’s guy, Shane’s best friend. Except all along, maybe that wasn’t true. Ilya Rozanov, apparently, had been the guy. Before Hayden had ever met Shane, Ilya Rozanov had been there. And Hayden had never even noticed. Shane is all over every inch of Hayden’s life. Hayden thought that was reciprocal.

Lingua Russia - GrendelsMother (17,128 | NR | Cat and Mouse, Major Original Characters)

That’s wild, man. That is just weird.” Yannic paused. “You really think someone speaks Russian but is hiding it from you and just using it to do nice things for you?” “Well, that is the question. Why would anyone do that? Why not just say they speak Russian?” Rodion had been wondering this all morning. … … … … A side story wherein Shane accidentally reveals that he speaks Russian while still playing for Montreal, which results in a cat and mouse game with a minor leaguer.

I Like Jane For You - icopythefaxm (17,661 | M | Sexting, Secret Relationship, Coming Out)

After a mix-up leaves Hayden with the wrong phone for three days, he ends up learning more about Ilya Rozanov and his secret girlfriend, Jane. Another Hayden-Finds-Out, because we can't have too many. *now with the extra continuing Hayden-Rozanov friendship text threads*

One Dead, Two Souls Gone - Sunshine_Raye (20,007 | M | MCD, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Gun violence, Suicide, Hurt No Comfort)

Each moment felt as if they were running from one place to the next. Chasing feelings they barely knew the names of and grasping at gaps in time. Holding on to them and fitting them into the most unlikely of places. They had an hour at this hotel, a single week at Ilya's apartment, a long weekend at Shane’s cottage. Each meeting was ephemeral, just as their relationship was proving to be. Just as Shane Hollander was proving to be. OR Shane and Ilya discover just how prominent gun violence can be in spaces with large crowds.

*I apologize in advance if you read this.. It had me SOBBING

and i spit out the seeds. - linearity (24,200 | E | Sex Tapes, Coming Out)

A video of Shane sucking Ilya’s dick is leaked. Over the next twenty-four hours, Ilya goes on an odyssey.

Lose This Number - ibumblebee (25,789 | T | Angst with a Happy Ending, Miscommunication)

This needs to end. He doesn't want to see Rozanov again. Ever. He’s done with this. He can’t do just sex anymore, that much he knows. And if that’s what Rozanov wants, he sure as hell hasn't got any trouble finding willing bed partners in any city it seems, something Shane has spent more time than he is willing to admit thinking about. No, he needs to end this now. Jane: Lose this number Jane: I mean it, don’t fucking text me ever again OR, Shane believes Ilya paid him to have sex with him and freaks out. Ilya doesn't understand why he's been blocked, but fuck Shane if he thinks Ilya is going to let them end like this.

something you can fix - some1_around (26,824 | M | Angst, Outing, Hurt/Comfort, Homophobia)

Shane’s conversation with Rose is secretly recorded. Months later, after the All-Star game and Ilya’s confession in Russian, the video gets leaked online. Shane is outed to the world while Ilya is in Russia, and must now finish the 2016-2017 season with the entire world in on his secret.

it’s the terror of knowing what this world is about - PrincessAmericaChavez (29,722 | T | Graphic Depictions of Violence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hostage Situations, Gun Violence)

He’s about to unlock the door when his phone buzzes, no doubt with an apology or an explanation. Someone screams outside of the bathroom. There’s a loud noise. More screams. What the- His phone buzzes again. Jane: don’t come out Jane: hide Jane: guns Jane: idk what’s happening Jane: call the cops Or Shane, Ilya, Scott Hunter and a bunch of MHL players find themselves in a hostage situation in the middle of the Las Vegas award ceremony. (Mid-situationship, the year pre-tuna melt).

Bostons worst nightmare (you have 81 unread messages) - immersivemediaI (31,219 | WAG Ilya Rozanov, Coming Out_

It's 2016 and Ilya Rozanov has just been added to the WAG group chat as his alias lily, he is immediately befriended by them! There's one problem though... they don't know his true identity and wine night is in 3 weeks. Readers do not be put off by word count, most of the story is inserted through images of text conversations :3

Concussion Protocol - cjr2 (49,003 | E | Hurt/Comfort, Major Character Injury, Explicit Sexual Content)

Instead of Shane, it is Ilya who suffers a concussion during the Boston-Montreal game in April 2017. Dazed and agitated, Ilya briefly starts speaking and responding only in Russian and the medics can’t calm him down. Luckily, Shane started studying Russian after Ilya spoke to him in Russian on the phone from Moscow. For no particular reason. Certainly not because he’s fallen in love with Ilya Rozanov. In Montreal with lingering concussion symptoms, Ilya is advised not to fly home for a few days, and the hospital won’t release him without assurances that he has someone to stay with him until his symptoms improve. Luckily, Shane conveniently has a condo in Montreal no one knows about and a few days before he has to travel again. But Ilya’s symptoms don’t resolve after a few days. Which is okay; Shane can handle it. He can take care of Ilya, study Russian, lead his team into the playoffs, and keep Ilya’s continued presence in Montreal a secret. He can do everything, no problem. He is Shane Hollander after all. or A whump fanfiction that is secretly a fix-it.

The Game Plan. - FestiveFerret , pouringinsheets (64,024 | E | Fake Mariage, Enemies to lovers, Homophobia_

Shane Hollander is the number two overall NHL draft pick and a newly minted Montreal Voyageur. He’s also laser focused on his goals: being the best by beating the best. For him, this means a continued rivalry with number one draft pick—and new Ottawa Centaur—Ilya Rozanov. But when a problem with Rozanov’s immigration paperwork threatens his future in the NHL, what does that mean for Shane’s own career? He can’t risk finding out…so they get married. Just for immigration. A fast, practical, mutually beneficial solution. No one will ever suspect, let alone find out, that the NHL’s greatest rivals are secretly married. And there’s certainly no risk of feelings getting involved. They have a game plan.

something you can build - some1_around (96,881 | M | Humor, Banter, Outing)

Six months ago, Shane’s intimate conversation and break-up with Rose Landry was recorded and leaked. In those six months, his life had completely upended and everything had changed, for better or for worse. Except for Ilya. He still has Ilya, and he’s beginning to understand that he always will. It’s 2018. Shane Hollander has to figure out his new life, in a new city, on a new team, while being out to the world but not by his own choice. Ilya, along for the ride, also has to learn what it means to be connected to a place, to a person, and to his own inner truth.

With or Without You - a1phab3ts0up (109,668 | M | Accidental Marriage, Rivals to Friends to Lovers)

“Is it your wedding day?” Shane sputters. “Sorry?” “The tuxedo,” she points out. “You look like you just got married.” “Oh,” Shane says dumbly, glancing down at his rumpled suit. “No,” he adds. Or the one where that one night in Vegas gets a little out of hand for Ilya and Shane and a marriage by accident could turn into one of convenience. And maybe, something more.

[touch-grass-kick-ass]

Heated Rivalry Fic Rec #1

Took a pause from some of my 9-1-1 fic TBR to bounce over to HR after watching the show and reading the books. Put together a list of my faves so far, in no particular order! If you notice a theme with some of my faves being texting and social media formatted... oops.

Shout out to all the amazing writers who capture so much of the characters in their own unique ways.

This list includes a variety of fics in both rating and type. I tried to include all relevant information and tags (especially those that may serve as warnings, since I do like some heavy angst/ dark themes.. and smut). Some fics may be restricted. Enjoy!

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Shane Hollander Doesn't (not to be confused with Can't) Fight - RedDragon11133 (4,847 | NR | Social Media)

Shane Hollander doesn't fight. Doesn't, however, does not mean can't. Too mad no one told Tanner Gagnon that

it's not gay if it's ur bro! - Persimmon_tea (7,517 | T | Social Media, Crack)

cens and censibility @ottawagirly is there a reason why 8 million different hockey players have decided to post pics of themselves kissing each other with tongue or???????? Or, Hayden Pike is freaking out after accidentally posting a video of Shane and Ilya making out on his fanmail. Luckily, he has a groupchat of hockey players determined to help them play it off. The internet is mostly just confused?

say something batshit crazy (i'll do it, don't you make me) - yrsaffectionatelyily (8,392| NR | Social Media, Crack)

@shanehollanderstop i’ll say it because i am not afraid of losing my job: roger crowell is a piece of shit and should never know peace in his life ever again. my name is hayden pike and i play for the montreal voyageurs. 💬 29.5K 🔄 113.1K ❤️ 513.4K Ilya joins stan twitter

i beg you don't embarrass me (motherfucker) - yrsaffectionatelylily (8,783 | NR | Social Media, Crack)

@shanehollanderstop went to loserville city in the united states of floptropica and they said you’re the president @TheMontrealVoyageurs 💬 8.5K 🔄 62.7K ❤️ 459.6K or Ilya refuses to deactivate his stan account

sports car - hajinights (24,722 | E | Smut, Smoking, Aftercare)

When Shane mentioned that he would like to try weed, he expected Ilya to disregard it. Imagine his surprise when Ilya shows up a few weeks later in a fancy car with some surprises in the glove box.

You've got mail - Anonymous (27,916 | T | AU, Letters, HTML Tryhard, Fluff)

While trying to write to his friend studying abroad in Moscow, Shane Hollander accidentally reaches Ilya Rozanov.

(The coding on this fic is so much fun)

cardiac tamponade - asthestarsforetold (32,502 | T | Team Dynamics, Emotional Hurt/Comfort)

Cardiac tamponade: pressure on that heart that prevents it from filling and beating adequately. Shane thought he knew two things: his move to Ottawa would cause chaos, and that the Ottawa Centaurs were nice. As it turned out, he only knew one of those things. (Or: the Cens are still a team of professional hockey players. They're going to fuck up.)

home economics - Anonymous (38,174 | M | AU , NHL Lockout, Angst with a Happy Ending)

The Swiss National League doesn’t care about the legendary Hollander-Rozanov rivalry. When the MLH can’t negotiate with the Hockey Players’ Union in time to prevent a hockey lockout at the start of the 2015 season, the Zürich Lions jump at the chance to sign both Shane and Ilya to short-term contracts. For four months in Switzerland, they share a team, a line, a house, and a bed. Then the lockout ends in January, and it’s time to go back. Back to different countries, cities, lives. Beds. Reentry is harder than expected.

Ilya R. has been added to the chat - Anonymous (41,287 | M | Texting, Fluff and Humor)

Bood what have you given her before? Ilya A fucking, mostly Bood CHEAP CHEAP GIFT GIVER Ilya enlists Bood & the Ottawa WAGs to help brainstorm ideas for his first proper Valentine’s Day with ‘Jane

Operation O Canada, or The Hollander-Rozanov Method of Soft Launching a Marriage - robbinscinquefoil (118,812 | T | AU , Social Media, Secret Marriage, Embedded Images)

In 2017, Shane Hollander spirals and proposes to his boyfriend of 4 days (or 7 years, or 9 years, or not his boyfriend at all, depending on how you look at it), which leads to a lot of plans, weird theories in the Montreal Voyageur locker room, some Twitter drama, and Ilya Rozanov entering his WAG era.

[heartcellar]

how long?

[my-2nd-account]

Sex does sell but emotional damage is what gets you to second highest rated episode of all time within two days of release

[sincenewyorks]

im dying at how gagged they were

[letmegrabyourcuteass]

The phone vibrates for some time now. Hen, Chim, and Ravi watch it slowly vibrate off the edge and hit the floor with a good smack.

Ravi winced as his eyes flickered to Eddie, who sat there rubbing his forehead and sighing.

"You, uh, gonna get that?" Ravi asks.

"Nope," Eddie says, relaxing further in the chair and kicking his feet up. "Where the hell is Buck? Thought he'd be here by now," the man says. They were at a small get-together at Maddie's and Chim's.

"So, who are you exactly ignoring?" Hen asks.

"Nobody," Eddie says.

Hen huffs. "Right, and I'm a straight woman."

The phone then starts a series of singular brr-brr.

"That, my friend, is a group chat," Chim says, waltzing in the living area with drinks. "What other group chat are you also in, Diaz? Are you cheating on us?"

Eddie laughs. "No, no it's just-" another single vibration. "My cousins, and sisters. They're trying to get me to come over."

"Oh?" Hen asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Are you not on good terms with them?" Ravi asks, curious about the man's family.

"I am," Eddie sighs. "They all caught wind of me coming out, you know? And by wind, I mean my mom calling every single family member and telling them what I told them,"

"Ooo, damn," Hen winces. "Do you think they wouldn't...?"

"No, no, they wouldn't care. My cousin Alysia has a wife. Still, I'm a little nervous. I didn't get the chance to tell them, and so I'm avoiding them. And I don't want the date set-ups to start again," Eddie groans.

"Well, it doesn't seem to be working," Maddie says with a sigh. "Baby Nash is down for a nap. "Thanks again for the white noise machine, Hen. I was freaking out when our old one stopped working so suddenly."

"Hey, not a problem. We have a few in the closet, so it's no bother."

Another vibration, but this time it was a different pattern. Eddie perks up, reaching over for his phone. "That's Buck."

"I'm not going to even comment on the fact that he set a different pattern just for Buck," Chim says, amused.

Eddie quickly sits up, alert. "What the fuck--" he says, panicking. Everyone whips their heads over to Eddie, all concerned.

"What?"

"Did something happen to Buck?" Maddie says, worried. She pulls her phone out."

"He just messaged me help sos, but left a crying emoji," Eddie says, confused. "Jesus Christ my cousins and sister left so many messages," the man mutters. Eddie notices a voicemail left by his cousin.

He sighs, ignoring it and clicking on the voicemail Buck left.

"I have been taken against my WILL," the voicemail Buck left says.

Maddie tilts her head at her brother's tone of voice. Not panicking enough.

A woman laughs, "You came willingly!"

"I-I did not--" the voicemail ends.

Eddie glares at the screen.

That laugh.

"That was my fucking sister," Eddie hisses. He scrolls back to his voicemail logs, clicking on the previous one he had ignored from his cousin.

"Ahhhh!!!!! Baby Primo!!! Come on, don't ignore us!! We just wanna hang out. It's been forever, and I feel like we haven't done that in a while--hang you know? We got a party going on, ama making some food, managed to get your sister here too, but she said you wouldn't come unless we had something to get you to come over. Usually, abuela works, pero you know she's in Texas right now for a small trip," his cousin, Fernando, says.

Oh. Oh no.

"I don't like where this is going~" Chim says, looking at Eddie amused.

"Oh no," Eddie mutters in horror.

"So we got your gringo here!" Fernando cheers. "It was easy, man."

Another voice chimes in. "Yeah, all Sophia had to do was show up at his place and wave baby pictures of you, you know, the one where you were all cute and chunky--" Alysia, his cousin, says.

Eddie's face turns red. He glares at Hen and the others, who were all too amused by the events unfolding. Hen looks like she really wants to see those photos.

She was going to probably get those photos one way or another.

Alysia continues. "He was confused about who we were until he spotted Adriana and Sophia, probably from family photos you have in your house. Soon as he saw your baby photo, he was all happy, smiling away. Swear his eyes lit up and everything."

"They manhandled me into the car!" Buck's voice says in the background.

"He's kinda right. Sophia actually manhandled him into the car. Said something about it being chilly and that we should all sit in the car." That. That was his sister, Adriana. "He was like, 'okay.'"

"They're lying!" Buck cries out.

"You keep that up, and I'm not showing the videos," Adriana threatens.

Silence.

"Thought so," She huffs,

Jesus Christ.

"Anyways, you know where mi mama is, we're all at her place. We'll wait for you. Don't worry, I think ama is going to keep him busy in the kitchen. We'll feed him, too. He looks like he needs a few tacos," Fernando mutters.

The voicemail ends.

And a headache starts forming for Eddie.

"Did-Did your family just kidnap my brother?" Maddie asks.

"Is it kidnapping if he went willingly?" Chim says. "I mean, leave a trail of Eddie's baby photos, and Buck will go anywhere."

"I don't blame him. I kinda want to see those photos too," Hen says.

Eddie sighs, getting up. "I gotta go,"

"Have fun!" Chim snorts.

[touch-grass-kick-ass]

9-1-1 Fic Rec (#13!)

Been chipping away at my TBR list slowly but surely and have gone through so great and fun reads recently. Most have been short because work has been busy, but there's a couple longer ones here.

Hope you all enjoy as much as I did!

This list includes a variety of fics in both rating and type. I tried to include all relevant information and tags (especially those that may serve as warnings, since I do like some heavy angst/ dark themes.. and smut). Some fics may be restricted. Enjoy!

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In Another World - Spacers24 (2,496 | T | Eddie Diaz/ Ana Flores, Unrequited Love, Heavy Angst, Heartbreak, Song Fic)

It's a special Day, a day where Eddie Diaz is getting married. Buck goes as his best man.

need some lovin' care - SymphonySoldier97 (3,082 | E | Incubus Evan "Buck" Buckley, Hand Jobs, Semi-Public Sex)

Buck needs a little help sometimes on nights like this, when he’s laid up in the hospital after a dose of smoke inhalation and some nasty burns up the outside of one arm. He’ll be okay, but he’ll be okay even faster if he feeds, and even Buck isn’t up to pulling a stranger tonight, lust demon or not. That’s okay, though, Eddie’s got him. OR Incubus!Buck needs to feed. Eddie's happy to help. Y'know. Platonically.

deep conclusions require thought - simplyylupin (3,129 | T | Crack, Humor, Miscommunication, Idiots in Love)

He sits with it for a while. Plays the photo-video again and again, as if the words might change, might morph into something else. They never do, of course. “--in love with Eddie?” Slowly, it starts to make sense. The texts, the near-constant updates, the friendly words. Buck, in Maddie’s kitchen, looking wild as he says that. “--in love with Eddie?” Maddie’s in love with him. in which maddie accidentally sends a live photo of buck and, naturally, eddie comes to the wrong conclusion

Meeting Again and Again - ScentedBooks (3,298 | T | US Navy Seal Evan "Buck" Buckley, AU - Different First Meeting, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Gun Violence, Minor Character Death)

The first time Eddie Diaz met Evan Buckley they were sat on the plane next to one another. Both of them in uniform for entirely different reasons. Evan was a seal, that much was obvious. And when Eddie first sat down next to him and saw the man sitting there, straight and silent in his dress blues he wondered why. Because usually that's not how any of them flew home. Or Eddie meets Evan Buckley three times before he gets to keep him

My Soulmates A Boy - ScentedBooks (3,994 | T | AU - Soulmates, Internalized Homophobia, Emotional Hurt/ Comfort, Getting Together)

Eddie is seven years old when his first soulmark appears. A day hes been feeling ansty about since his Abuela explained to him what they were after he'd asked why she had the word fool written on the inner part of her wrist, faded and old, dulled out. As if it would disappear any day. He wanted one of his own, to have his own special person even if he didn't really understand it yet. Or when your soulmate is told and believes something negative about themselves, the words are written on your skin.

you've got the antidote - hattalove (4,243 | T | Temporary Amnesia, Anesthesia, Pining, Fluff)

“I do know that video,” he says, holding on to Buck's hand for dear life. “You showed me. When you asked me to come pick you up from the hospital, actually.” Buck blinks. “I'm in the hospital,” he says. “And you're hot.” “So I'm your husband?” Eddie laughs, and then keeps laughing, a little hysterically. in which buck is a little high, and shirts are difficult.

one look, dark room - markofalover (4,473 | M | Almost Kiss, Mutual Pining, Getting Together, First Kiss)

Eddie—gulps, looking at him, because Buck doesn’t—he doesn’t look bothered, but he doesn’t look like he’s going to get up and finish the job, either. They’re at a standstill. The air in the room feels less like pops of static and more like a heavy cover of humidity. Their eyes won’t meet. “Uh,” Eddie manages, pointing to the door. Buck’s eyes are still somewhere past Eddie. “We should get back out there, huh?” “Yeah,” Buck says. …or, Buck and Eddie almost kiss. Things go about as well as you would expect them to go.

Your Mouth Can Do It Better Than Some God Who Don’t Speak - moodlighting (6,271 | E | First Time, Hurt/Comfort, Questionable Coping Methods, Caretaking)

Buck crawled into bed beside Eddie. On any other night, Buck would’ve kept his distance. Turned away so he and Eddie could sleep back-to-back, no pretense of being comfortable bed partners. Tonight, Buck didn’t hesitate; he pushed into Eddie’s space. He slipped his bicep between Eddie’s neck and pillow, bending his arm at the elbow to loop it over Eddie’s shoulder and across his chest. He wrapped his other arm around Eddie’s waist, shoving his freezing fingers into the tight space between Eddie’s hip and the mattress. Buck shifted in close until he was pressed along the entire length of Eddie’s back. He fit his legs into the right angle of Eddie’s bent knees, tangling their ankles together, chafing his socks against Eddie’s bare feet. He hugged Eddie desperately to his body. No part of them wasn’t touching. Buck didn’t know if it was an attempt to comfort Eddie or himself. He wasn’t sure there was much of a difference. In the aftermath of a gruesome call, Buck and Eddie search for comfort in each other.

giving up (on doing this alone) - SymphonySoldier97 (7,724 | E | Vampire Evan "Buck" Buckley, Blood Drinking, Monsterfucking, Semi-Public Sex)

Prepared, Eddie ticks off the facts on his fingers. “We’re trapped underground, no way anyone topside is getting to us before our air runs out, not with all the other people up there who need saving, and the only way you’ll be strong enough to get us out is if you feed. What more do I need to know?” Buck’s face falls, fight starting to drain out of him like bathwater circling a drain. His eyes are sunken into their sockets, and his irises are enlarging, the dark limbal ring around them getting more pronounced. He’s stopped pretending to breathe, so still where he sits. When he speaks, Eddie catches the flash of fangs. If he’s too tired to even try to appear human, he needs this even more than Eddie expected. “It’s just… if I feed off of you, it’s gonna, uh… you’re going to feel it.” “Feel what? Your teeth? Yeah, I expected as much, Buck.” “No,” Buck rubs a hand over the back of his neck, clearly embarrassed for some reason Eddie can’t parse. “No, you’re gonna feel… turned on. You’ll probably get, uh, h-hard, and you probably won’t be able to help it. You’ll lose all your in-inhibitions, and you’ll need to get off.” Oh. Oh, well, yeah, he supposes that does add another layer to things.

i never really cared until i met you - chromatophorica (26,998 | T | Lawsuit AU, Accidental Baby Acquisition)

“Ali, hey, what’s up?” He hasn’t heard from her since she left LA right after breaking-up with him. He had known it was coming from the day he’d been released from the hospital, he supposes if he’s thankful for anything it’s that she at least waited until he could work out how to mostly cope on his own before she split. “Can you come to Cedars Sinai?” There’s nothing else in the call, Ali sounding tired but not scared or hurt. “Are you okay?” He’s already turning towards the stairs to jog down them, ignoring the mild twinge in his leg as he picks up speed. “I’ll be there in ten minutes.” --- Following the arbitration meeting, Ali drops a bombshell in Buck's lap. Now he has to navigate the future with no job, no support and a newborn baby. It's just as well he's got more friends and family than he realised.

The Totally Awesome Kidnapping of Chris Diaz - HeartOfTheMirror (29,089 | T | Kidnapping, Hijinks & Shenanigans, AU - Different First Meeting, Getting Together)

Buck didn’t wake up on a random Tuesday morning in sunny Los Angeles and think to himself, “Today I’d like to kidnap a child.” Unfortunately, sometimes these things just happen. Or: Set right after season one, in which Buck is already aware he's bisexual, he accidentally kidnaps a child and makes a new BFF while trying very hard not to be arrested for something that is totally, 100% not his fault, he swears. Hijinks ensue.

Both Blade and Branch - Daisies_and_Briars (62,835 | M | Dark and Twisty, Lots of Hurt, Weird Paranormal Elements, Slow Fucking Burn, Temporary Character Death, Inspired by Orpheus and Eurydice)

The chances of being struck by lightning twice are incredibly minute, but Buck still manages to pull it off. During a double date with Marisol and Natalia, nonetheless. Eddie manages to resuscitate him, but as Buck recovers from yet another trauma, Eddie can’t help but notice there’s something very different about him. He’s not quite sure what version of Buck he got back.

[kiley01]

Do I think Buck and Eddie will become canon? No. Does that stop me from anxiously anticipating it? Also no.

[touch-grass-kick-ass]

9-1-1 Fic Recs (#12!)

Happy start of Season 9 (a couple of episodes late)!

After going through my entire read history, I am giving up on theming my rec lists. Starting a new job has taken away the time I had to read as much as I did.... And with S9 coming out, keeping up with new lists and my reading list is too mcuh.

SO here are my most recent readings recs/ some other fics I forgot I read and enjoyed!

This list includes a variety of fics in both rating and type. I tried to include all relevant information and tags (especially those that may serve as warnings, since I do like some heavy angst/ dark themes). Some fics may be restricted. Enjoy!

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talk about bad luck - smilingbuckley (2,748 | T | Established Eddie Diaz/ Evan "Buck" Buckley", Awkward Conversations, Crack)

Eddie gets stuck in an elevator with people he'd rather not be stuck in an elevator with. -- “Wow, you’ve got a kid, Diaz?” Tommy asks, crossing his arms. “Well, I didn’t just randomly grab someone’s baby and strap her to my chest.” “Ah, you two know each other as well,” Ana says, glancing between them, probably sensing the tension between them. Eddie doesn't really care that his dislike for Tommy is obvious. “I dated his best friend,” Tommy says with a shrug. Taylor’s eyes narrow, “Wait. Buck?” “Buck?” Abby asks, looking up from her phone. “Wait, Tommy, you dated Buck? As in Evan Buckley? Firefighter?” Eddie wants to punch the satisfied smirk on Tommy’s face. “Yeah, I heard about your adventure with him.” “Hold up, you’re that Abby?” Taylor turns towards her with a calculating glance. “Oh. Yeah. That makes sense. You’re totally Buck’s type.” Ana glances at Eddie, “Awkward,” she says softly, amusement in her eyes. As if they're sharing an inside joke. “Did anyone in this elevator not date Buck?” Abby asks, crossing her arms. 

The burgundy on my t-shirt - justhockey (3,208 | NA | Getting Together, PTSD, Guilt, Angst with a Happy Ending)

“Buck, what is this?” Eddie asks him. In Eddie’s hand is a shirt. It’s draped over a hanger that had been shoved right to the back of Buck’s closet so he didn’t have to look at it, so he doesn’t even have to think about it except for when the violent memories of that day tear him from sleep. He could have gotten rid of it - should have, probably. But something had always stopped him, had made him hold onto it like a trophy for the very worst thing that he survived. The shirt is white, with thin grey stripes running vertical, and dark burgundy blood stains spattered all over it.

another hole to mend - glorious_spoon (3,442 | E | Eddie Diaz/ Taylor Kelly, Semi-Public Sex, Jealousy, Angst and Porn)

Eddie and Taylor fuck in a bar bathroom. Somehow they both manage to make it about Buck.

it's not too late to build it back - wylanvanecks (3,869 | M | Hurt/Comfort, Suicidal Thoughts, Whump)

It had been a little over six weeks since he had had his first shift back. At first, he'd tried to act normal. He had already texted everyone how sorry he was in the old 118 group chat, though not a one of them had replied. When he'd walked into the loft at the start of that first shift, he'd given a smile and greeting that were no more than shadows of his usual bright personality due to nerves. The response had been curt, disinterested, like he was just some stranger. Nobody was outright mean. They were civil and professional, but that was almost worse. Buck would've preferred they yelled at him, told him how much they hated him. He would've rather gone through a million and one versions of his argument with Eddie in the grocery store. Instead, it was like they didn't care at all. OR Buck is suffering as the 118 ices him out after the lawsuit, and he's forced to try and cope with the fact that the little family he had found didn't seem to care about him anymore. But when he gets injured and Eddie finds out, he learns the truth.

drop a heart and break a name - edsdiaz (8,411 | M | Crack Treated Seriously, First Kiss)

Buck quickly grabbed the phone and was about to double click to end the call when he noticed. Buck - Work mobile “Eddie?” Buck called from the kitchen, eyes glued to screen as the name disappeared and turned into a missed call notification. “Did you find it?” “Yeah,” Buck responded, just loud enough to be heard. He stalked out of the kitchen, phone clutched in his hand as it hung loosely at his side. “I found it.” ----- Buck finds out Eddie's kept his contact the same for their entire friendship and feels a certain way about it.

Which Witch? - HMSLusitania (11,421 | Series | Works 2 | T - M | Withc!Eddie, Vampire!Buck)

It starts as a stupid conversation at the station. Chim, overly credulous, kicks them off with a quick, “Hey remember when we were jinxed because Probie said the q-word? Do you guys think there’s such a thing as actual magic?” In his defence, Eddie guesses, it really is a …q-word… shift and they don’t have anything better to do, everyone sprawled around on various pieces of furniture in the loft. Eddie had been playing a round of pool with Buck, but if they’re going to get into this conversation, he’s got to nip it in the bud. “Nope,” he says.

make me confused, mock me with praise - arrangementsofshadows (12,369 | E | Sexting, Phone Sex, Porn with Feelings)

Buck skidded to a halt, horror etched across his face. “Ed-Eddie,” he stammered. “Please, just… I’ll block his number, I’ll delete the thread, just… Stop scrolling and give me my phone. Please.” “Relax Buck,” Eddie retorted, rolling his eyes at him while still scrolling. “I may not be great with technology but I know how to block a conta—” and proceeded to choke on his own tongue. Suddenly, it all fell into place: why Buck was so adamant about getting his phone back, why he didn't want Eddie to keep scrolling. Because in Eddie Diaz’s hand was a picture of his best friend on his knees, dick in hand. His piercing blue eyes glancing up at the camera like they were looking right at him. 

Alone Together - jupiterfics (13,648 | NA | Presumed Dead, Hurt/Comfort, Temporary Character Death)

There aren't a lot of places Buck can sit comfortably with his thoughts, but here—out on the water, body weightless as long as he lies still, no sound but the lap of the waves and the breath thrumming in his chest—here there's nothing in the world to drag him down, no anger no worry and, most of all, no regrets to fill his lungs and suffocate him. Here on the water it's fine that he's alone. He wonders if Maddie felt alone when she died. or; Five years after his sister is legally declared dead, Buck finds his way to Los Angeles and joins the 118, hoping he can make Maddie's memory proud. And the universe smiles down on him.

four thousand miles to you - mercess (14,688 | E | Angst with a happy ending, Getting together, Emotional Hurt/Comfort)

Buck runs, and Eddie follows. ----- It’s been over two months of chasing Buck across the country, from state to state to state, following a trail he suspects Buck doesn’t realize he’s dropping breadcrumbs on. If he did, Eddie worries he’d stop sending the postcards, and they’re his only clues. Buck left his phone in his apartment back in Los Angeles. If he’s gotten a new one, he hasn’t shared the number with anyone—not Maddie, not Chris, and certainly not Eddie. So Eddie lays in a too-soft bed in a too-small cabin in the middle of bumfuck Nebraska, the first grey light of dawn creeping its fingers past the dusky pink curtains, and reads the postcard again. He knows what it says by heart, but it makes him feel a little less alone to hear Buck’s voice in his head.

Say Something - imaginarybird (14,960 | T | Jealousy, Angst with a Happy Ending)

An alternate look at Buck, Bothered, & Bewildered, where instead of acting out in jealousy, Buck tries his best to manage his feelings, maintain his relationship with Eddie, and even foster a new friendship with Tommy. It doesn't go great.

Ride with you - Eddies118problems (20,606 | G | AU- Different First Meeting, Fluff and Crack, Light Angst)

That's when he noticed the motorcycle pulling up beside him. Eddie's eyes were immediately drawn to the hunk of a man—lean and confident, clad in a leather jacket that seemed to mold to his frame. Even with the helmet obscuring his face, there was an air of casual swagger about him that was impossible to miss. Then, in a move that caught Eddie completely off guard, the stranger reached out and took Eddie's hand in his own, rough calluses grazing Eddie's skin. Eddie's breath hitched, a flush creeping up his neck as he instinctively turned to face the biker , and that's when their eyes met—a piercing, mesmerizing blue that seemed to cut straight through Eddie, leaving him stunned and flustered. He flipped his visor down, and then he was gone, peeling away from the stoplight with a throaty roar of his engine. Eddie watched him disappear into the flow of traffic, his hand still tingling from the brief contact. He didn't know who that stranger was, but those impossibly blue eyes that seemed to have put him in a trance. OR What if Eddie transferred to the 118 after Buck left ? Will he ever stop hearing about the infamous Buck that everybody keeps talking about ?

Those he left behind - DaniWib (21,202 | M | Major Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Love Confession, Wakes/Funerals, Suicide, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat)

All Buck wanted was to be with his family, but things weren’t the same after the lawsuit. He was sidelined, buried in chores, still on the outs with the 118, especially Bobby and Eddie. Unwilling to give up on them, Buck kept his head down and did his job. Until he died, all alone, while his team was out on a call. Grief and guilt consume them. They should have been there, should have seen the signs— should have saved him. But Bobby had let his anger blind him, believing there’d be time to make things right. And Eddie had stayed silent, convinced there’d be a someday. Now, Buck is gone, and they can never make it right. They weren’t the only ones Buck left behind, however. When a group of Navy SEALs arrives at Buck’s funeral, their presence brings more than just surprise. It brings truths the 118 never saw coming, and more grief than they ever could have imagined.

all that we need - not1_2write (26,436 | M | Mutual Pining, First Kiss, Secret Santa)

When Buck buys a Powerball lottery ticket he doesn't think much beyond his need for change to air up his tire. He forgets all about the ticket until word spreads that the winning ticket was sold in LA and hasn't been claimed yet and pretty much dismisses it. After all, there's no way he won the lottery. Turns out no, he really did win the Powerball, to the tune of 295 million dollars and just in time for Christmas. He's going to make sure the 118 has the best Christmas of their lives. And just maybe he'll have a good one too.

And if I Sacrificed my Limb for You, What Then? - BuckLaReine (34,239 | M | Post-Lawsuit, Omega Evan "Buck" Buckley, Hurt/Comfort, Medical Inaccuracies, Slow Burn)

Buck thought that a ladder truck falling on him and then him almost dying due to a blood clot was the worst thing that could ever happen to him. When he finds out that it's BOBBY that is keeping him from returning to his family, he decides that his only course of action to return to where he belongs is to file a lawsuit against the department. Buck is miserable the entirety of the lawsuit, but he thinks at least it can't get worse than his entire pack hating him. Until he learns that he has cancer. And on top of that, he has to amputate his leg. And throughout everything, he has no one to turn to. What happens when Eddie finds out what happened to Buck by accident when he runs into him when taking Chris to PT?

forever is the sweetest con - becausebuckley (37,978 | E | Marriage of Convenience, Friends to Husbands, Practice Kissing, Humor)

“Buck,” Eddie says, a small smile curving at the edge of his mouth, “wanna get married? For our honeymoon, we’ll scam your parents out of some money and make Ravi’s accountant do our taxes.” “Well,” Buck says drily, “that sounds like an offer I can’t refuse.” “I’m sorry,” Eddie says, in his very best – meaning very bad – impression of Buck when he gets his hands on a clipboard. “What was that?” “Yes, Eddie,” Buck says, putting on an air of suffering despite the butterflies making themselves at home in his stomach. Man, whoever Eddie ends up proposing to for realsies is gonna be so lucky. “I’ll marry you.” or: buck is invited to a family reunion and realises that there's a good chunk of money waiting for him. there’s one issue, though: he has to be married to claim it, and right now, he’s painfully single. it’s a good thing he has such a great best friend in eddie, right?

One call away - Millowe (73,438 | E | Emotional Hurt/ Comfort, Break Up, Getting Back Together, Idiots in Love, Ambiguous/Open Ending)

It’s been 5 years since that day when Buck’s whole world crumbled. When he lost the love of his life, family and home all at once. He tried to keep in touch with Chris, he really did. But time and distance made it go further and further between the calls, and eventually they died out, transitioning into a venmo for birthdays and Christmas’s. He never spoke to Eddie again. Not until he gets that phone call. The man freezes at the sight of him and Buck sees how his eyes widen in shock. For a moment they just stare at each other. “Buck..?” Eddie eventually says hesitantly, eyes darting behind him towards the road, almost like he was looking for an explanation for his presence behind him, and Buck clears his throat before lifting an eyebrow. “Well. You look pretty good for being on the brink of death.” He states dryly.

Importance of a Name - NinjaPandaScholar (74,438 | T | Therapy, PTSD, Military Inaccuracies)

Evan “Buck” Buckley was not an honest person as much as he would like to be or even was trying to be in his own way. His dishonesty wasn’t malicious in the slightest though. He had his reasons, of course, but his entire identity was built on a shaky Jenga tower of lies. As much as he built it up, one by one the blocks were still removed over the years making the tower less and less stable. Buck joined the 118 fresh out of the Navy and braced himself for all the questions that were about to come his way which he did not want to answer. Then, like a gift from above, somehow and shockingly, no one had read his resume, and he found he could start all over again, be a new person, someone completely different or maybe who he was supposed to be all along.

[knownqueerbaiter]

buck gets labeled the reckless one on the job bc he does crazy shit when he’s angry or sad as a type of passive self-harm so we see the emotional risk in it. eddie doesn’t have to be sad to do all that he’s just a little nuts

[knownqueerbaiter]

buck taking a risk at work: ouaaghh im so sad im gonna go run into this fire really hard. Dont worry about it

eddie taking a risk at work: damn this is gonna be so fucking sick lol

[super-powerful-queen-slayyna]

"Eddie, c'mon!"

"Leave it alone, Buck!"

"You expect me to forget about the fact that you just kissed me?!"

"Yes!"

"Eddie!"

Buck knocked on the bedroom door again, to no avail. Sighing deeply, Buck closed his eyes and slumped forward against the locked door, unwittingly replaying the last few minutes in his mind.

He truly did not see it coming. And with the way Eddie was acting, it didn't seem like he was expecting to kiss Buck either.

They were at Buck's new place, testing out recipes for his big housewarming dinner scheduled a couple of days away. Buck had been struggling to pick a menu, overwhelmed with vastness of the choices available to him (from his own repertoire and online) and the pressure to make it perfect for everyone. It was going to be their first real family dinner following months of gloom and Buck had taken the initiative for once. With Eddie (and Chris) back and Bobby better and Mara officially adopted and the Hans having welcomed their son into the world, it was time they had a positive gathering. A celebration.

Except, two hours into researching and planning had found him inundated with a myriad ideas and no hope of narrowing them down. So, he'd done what he should have done in the first place — accepted Eddie's standing offer to help.

Eddie had turned up and converted his haphazard concepts into a concrete list. And together, they had accomplished a lot in a half hour, managing to shortlist Buck's recipes based on his ability to make them and the time it took to cook it all.

"Alright. This sounds amazing, Buck! If you do a trial run now, you won't be nervous about how the newer recipes will turn out on the day."

"Yeah, you're right."

"So, which one do you want to start with?"

"None of them."

"Excuse me?"

Buck ducked his head, shy with what he was about to admit. "I... actually have another recipe I want to try out first."

Eddie frowned. "Okay? Why didn't you write it down?"

"Because it's Pepa's Queso fundido."

Eddie's mouth parted in surprise. "What?"

"Yeah," Buck rubbed at the back of his neck, chuckling nervously. "I called her before you got here to get some ideas and she told me about it. It sounds really easy to make and Pepa said it was your favourite dish growing up, so that pretty much sealed the deal. I was going to surprise you with it."

"You were?" Eddie asked, still looking a little stunned.

"Yeah, but I can't anymore," he groaned, pouting at his friend. "I really don't want to cook it for the first time on the day and we're on shift tomorrow, so today is the only time I can trial it. I'm just annoyed the surprise is ruined."

"Buck," Eddie breathed, stepping up to him, hand on his shoulder. "I promise any queso fundir you make will be a surprise even if I'm standing next to you the whole time. You haven't ruined anything."

Buck grinned at him. "Yeah?"

"Yeah," Eddie reassured him, matching his smile.

"Okay then! Time for some chopping! But you're not allowed to do anything because this is still a surprise."

"Buck. C'mon, it'll go by faster if I do some of the chopping. Or even the grating! If this is my Tia's recipe, then I know there's a monstrous amount of cheese involved."

"... fine. But only because I hate grating."

Soon, the sounds of prep floated through the air in Buck's new kitchen. Buck started chopping the veggies while Eddie took over grating the three types of cheese involved. It was quiet until Eddie chuckled, seemingly out of nowhere.

"What?" Buck asked curiously.

"Just... this takes me back," Eddie explained, eyes alight with memory.

"Oh yeah?"

"I was stuck with the grating back then too. Sophia used to say I had to do the 'yucky' job since I was the oldest and Adri was too young to do more than hand her the ingredients as she cooked." Eddie shook his head fondly, his smile turning sweeter. "I loved it anyway. It was a simple yet delicious dish we could make whenever and it meant we could have as many tortilla chips as we wanted. And believe me, we ate a concerning amount."

"That amazing, Eds."

"Hmm. It was one of the best times I spent with them."

After the initial prep was done, Eddie was delegated to sit on the counter whilst Buck busted out the iron skillet.

"You sure I don't need to stick this in the oven? I didn't want to believe it when Pepa said I didn't really need to, but you get that crispy top with it."

Eddie smiled, rolling his eyes good-naturedly. "Yes, Buck, no oven necessary. It's just as amazing without."

Once Buck had checked that all the cheese had melted into that pleasing stretchy consistency and switched off the stove, he added the pico de gallo garnish and reached for a spoon.

"Sorry, I don't have any chips to hand right now," he said, carefully scooping up a portion and twisting the spoon to get all the cheese, "but tell me what you think."

Eddie inclined closer wordlessly and wrapped his mouth around the utensil, his eyes never straying from Buck's face. They lit up as he proceeded to chew.

"Good?" Buck asked tentatively.

Still chewing, Eddie opted to smile broadly and nod.

"Good," Buck sighed out, relieved, moving to taste it himself. "I think this will be a good alternative for your usual dips. And who doesn't love tortilla chips, right?"

There was no answer.

Buck was too busy taking a bite to notice. "Mmmf, you weren't kidding. I'd want to eat unhealthy amounts of this, too. No wonder it's your favourite, Eds, I don't think I can stop making this now."

"Yeah."

Buck was being hauled forward then, his chin tipped up as soft lips pressed to his. The spoon dropped the floor as his fingers slackened with surprise, the metal clattering noisily on the tile below.

Buck's eyes dropped shut as he melted into it after a moment, kissing back gently, hands coming up to frame Eddie's face. But as he tried to angle their lips and deepen the kiss, Eddie ripped himself away, his eyes wide with panic and shock.

"Eddie..." Buck murmured, his mind finally catching up and sending his heart racing. His best friend had just kissed him.

However, Eddie didn't reply, hopping off the counter and sprinting out of the kitchen. There was the distinct sound of a door slamming shut by the time Buck managed to pry his feet off the floor and trail after him.

"That's my bedroom!"

"So?"

"You can't hide in there forever!"

"Watch me!"

"What about Chris, Eddie? You gonna leave him to his own devices?"

"I've had a good run being his father. It's your turn now!"

Buck choked out an incredulous laugh, feeling slightly ridiculous shouting at a door. Did he unknowingly step through the Looking Glass with Alice?

"I will break down this door, man, new house be damned."

Silence rang out from the other side. Buck decided that he'd wait about twenty seconds before he'd follow through on his promise.

He'd counted down to five when the lock finally clicked.

The door creaked open to reveal a red faced Eddie, biting his lip, eyes cast to the floor. "I don't know why I did that," he whispered.

Buck shuffled forward carefully, stopping when their feet touched. "Do you regret it?" he asked, voice hushed. That was the only real question at the moment. They could figure out everything else.

Eddie didn't meet his eyes. His head shook side to side.

Exhaling slowly, Buck closed the last of the distance, gathering Eddie into his arms. It was slow, but Eddie embraced him back, nestling into him with a sigh.

"I think I got it wrong, why Queso fundido is my favourite."

"Yeah?" Buck hummed, palm gently soothing up and down Eddie's back.

"I think I like the process of making it more than just eating it."

"Why's that?"

Eddie pulled back from his chest then, finally looking him in the eye. His cheeks were still flushed prettily and there was a cute little smile adorning his lips.

"Because making it always meant that I get to spend time with the ones I love."

Buck made a pleased sound, his lips splitting open in a blinding grin as he tilted forward to nudge his nose with Eddie's and rest against his forehead.

He closed his eyes, letting out a dreamy sigh.

"I think that's the perfect reason to call anything your most favourite thing in the world."

[super-powerful-queen-slayyna]

The house party at Chim and Maddie’s was in full swing when Eddie slipped quietly into the kitchen. He was in search of alternative choices of juice that Chim had promised him he could find in the fridge.

Looking at his options, Eddie found himself picking the unfamiliar choice. Pomegranate juice. As the reddish liquid poured out into his glass, he silently smiled to himself.

After El Paso, Eddie had made an effort to branch out, expand his borders. He’d quietly confessed to Buck one night, not long after moving back, that he was afraid to get stuck in his old habits, following the same well-worn patterns of behaviour. And Buck had proceeded to make it his personal mission to take a sledge hammer to his walls.

He could already picture Buck’s proud face at his successful efforts at trying something new. He’d get that pretty crinkle by his eyes as his face stretched to accommodate a wide smile, his toothy grin shaped by lips the same shade of pretty pink as his birthmark and the way the pretty blue of his eyes somehow shine brighter as they gaze at him proudly.

Everything about Buck seemed pretty these days.

“Eddie, hi!”

Juice. The juice was everywhere now. Fuck.

Barely resisting banging his head against the upper cupboards, he dove for the paper towels on the other side of the ornate wood counter. Chim would never invite him back if his kitchen counters ended up with a red undertone.

"Oh, god! I'm so sorry!"

“Don’t be. I'm the one ruining your woodwork right now, Maddie.”

“I shouldn’t have ambushed you like that.”

Eddie grunted as he crouched down to wipe away the trails of juice flowing down the side of the counter. “You didn’t. I was just lost in thought.”

Why did it have to be pomegranate? He could've gotten away with spilling orange juice on this wood. So much for branching out. Sorry, Buck.

Eddie straightened back up after the last of the drops were wiped away from the floor. He tossed the damp, crumpled tissues into trash and finally turned to properly greet Maddie, only to find her covering her mouth, clearly trying to hide amusement.

"What?" he asked helplessly, looking around himself to see what he'd missed.

"Look down, Eddie."

The juice had splashed onto his pants, forming an alarmingly large wet spot in an very awkward place.

"Oh, fuck!"

With his dignity at stake, in front of Buck’s older sister, Eddie began to pull truly egregious amounts of paper to save himself.

But tissue could only do so much.

“Eddie,” Maddie chuckled when he started to aggressively rub at his pants as a last ditch effort. “That's just making it worse.”

The liquid had almost entirely been soaked up with the paper tissues or by his jeans. But the stain left behind was refusing to budge. It honestly looked like he was bleeding out of his dick.

Eddie groaned pitiably. “Do you have a magic door somewhere that'll allow me to slip out without anyone noticing?”

"Aren't you the one who is always telling Buck that magic isn't real?"

"I think just this once I will make an exception. Also, please don't tell him, god, I'll never hear the end of it."

"C'mon," Maddie laughed, beckoning him to follow her deeper into the house, "I have a pair of pants that you can borrow."

Covering the stain with a fresh tissue, Eddie trailed after her awkwardly. "Uhh, Maddie, I'm not sure Chim's clothes will fit."

"Oh, no. I meant Buck. He left a pair behind from when he lived here temporarily." With her hands on her hips, she surveyed the bedroom thoughtfully. "Now, if I can only remember where I put it."

Eddie frowned at woman who had started to rifle through the wardrobes. "He did?" When did Buck live at Maddie and Chim’s?

"Yeah," Maddie replied, muffled voice coming from where it was buried under clothes. "I mean, there was a lot of moving around — the loft, to here, to your place. It was bound to happen."

That did not clear anything up. "W-why would he move here? He only vacated his loft after I left, right? He had an fully empty house available."

Maddie froze in the midst of searching, her head popping out into the open with a puzzled look. "He didn't tell you?"

Eddie just shook his head.

Maddie’s face turned calculating. “He felt lonely. He said everywhere he looked, all he saw was you and Chris and the reminder that you had left. He said it was too much.”

“Oh.”

He knew Buck had struggled when he left but he didn’t now it was bad enough that he couldn’t even stay in his house? After all, it was his idea to give up the loft.

And why wouldn’t he tell Eddie about that? They’d talked nearly twice daily.

“Aha! I thought it was somewhere around here.”

Eddie broke out of his trance to see Maddie triumphant with a pair of Buck’s pants in her grasp. But as she drew closer to hand it to him, he found his attention drawn to the plastic bag in her other hand. More importantly, the glimpse of Buck’s visage that he caught through the transparent cover.

“What’s that?” he asked as casually as he could, when really he was insanely curious because was that Buck in a cowboy’s outfit?

Maddie just smiled at him. “Postcards. Buck used to send them to me as he hopped from place to place when he was travelling around before coming to LA. Sometimes, this was our only mode of communication.”

Eddie knew what she was referring to, Buck having regaled him of many a tale of his travels around the country in a time when he was looking for somewhere to belong.

He just hadn’t known about the postcards.

“May I?”

As he shuffled through the postcards, giving them a cursory read but really looking for the ones with pictures, he couldn’t help thinking about how young Buck looked. Innocent and free, exploring what the world had to offer.

“God, I thought he was joking when he said he tried out for the SEALs.”

“Yeah, even then I didn’t really believe it’d stick.”

Eddie glanced at Maddie, chuckling along with her amused smile. “I can’t picture him all emotionless and no nonsense.” He paused as the cowboy picture finally came into view. “Dude ranch, huh?” he said, mostly to himself, thumbing over the picture like he reach into the image and feel the leather of Buck’s boots and the rough fibres of the ropes he was holding. “I wish I could’ve seen what this was like.”

There was something about the picture, the way Buck was poised with one of his legs up on the bumper and staring off into the distance mysteriously, his cowboy hat, the jeep he was sitting on framed by the background, it wasn’t a setting he was used to seeing Buck in and he couldn’t stop staring now. There was an inexplicable warmth in his chest.

Buck looked handsome.

“You love him.”

Eddie’s head snapped up, startled out a stupor he didn’t know he was in by Maddie’s words.

That wasn’t a question.

“What?” he choked out, his heart racing with something akin to fear. But why would he be scared?

“Buck,” Maddie said, her tone soft but knowing, “You love him. You love my brother.”

Eddie ducked his head, feeling his cheeks go embarrassingly hot as he hastily shoved the postcards back into the bag. “O-of course, I do. He’s my best friend.”

Handing them back, he peeked up at her. Maddie had a serene smile on her face. It unnerved him to no end.

He didn’t spend a lot of one-on-one time with Maddie. She was his best friend’s sister and the wife of another one of his close friends but still, in seven years, he could probably count on one hand the number of times he spent any time with her.

There wasn’t much opportunity. Sometimes it felt like being in a room alone with her was an impossibility. Possibly due to lack of chances or possibly due to something else, something in him that was apprehensive to speak to her in any meaningful way.

Buck was the one thing that connected them. And Buck meant a lot to him. Buck wasn’t someone he took lightly. Buck wasn’t someone he could live without. He could survive without Buck, but he couldn’t live without him.

He just didn’t know how to communicate that to someone who could understand what he meant completely. Perhaps to a alarmingly deep level.

Because what is he meant to say when Maddie says ‘you love him’ in a way that terrified him with its implications?

“He’s never had a best friend before.”

When Eddie just stared at her, too nervous to say anything, Maddie continued. “Buck’s had a lot of friends come and go, but he’s never had someone like you, someone he trusts with his life and someone who trusts him back. I don’t think I’ve ever thanked you for giving him something no one else could.”

Eddie shook his head. “We’re partners,” he said, not sure why he was keeping his voice low, “I trust him more than anyone in the world.”

Maddie hummed noncommittally at his words, reaching out to drop the postcards on a table beside him.

“There wasn’t a lot of that, when we were growing up,” she said casually, finally handing him Buck’s pants. Eddie took them wordlessly. “It was just Buck and I against the world. Maybe that’s why we never really understood what it felt like to meet someone and know that you’d do anything for them. Because we’d never met anyone who’d sacrifice the same for us too.”

Maddie turned to leave then, walking towards the door. It swung on its hinges and stopped just as it was about to close. She met his eyes, smiling at him. Eddie had to gulp down a shiver at her piercing gaze.

“Maybe that’s why I thought Chim was just a friend at first too. The best friend I ever had. I just never knew any different.”

The door clicked shut behind her, leaving him in a ringing silence.

~~~

New pants on, Eddie slipped back into the living room that was buzzing with laughter and lively conversation, his eyes scanning over the crowd for a head of curls and a signature birthmark.

He found Buck standing just inside the sliding doors that led to the backyard, eyes closed and head tilted back, seemingly enjoying the evening sun before it set.

Eddie wished he could stop and capture that beautiful scene, but he felt fit to burst right now. Artistic shots of Buck under the sun had to wait another time.

Approaching as quietly as he could, Eddie sidled up to Buck, arm coming up to wrap around his waist, his palm resting on the small of his back.

“Buck.”

“Eddie!” Buck jolted, body tensing from the sudden touch but relaxing when he twisted to see that it was just him. “Hey man, you okay? You look a little intense.”

“Yeah,” he exhaled, feeling breathless with nervous energy. “Yeah, I’m good. Can I talk to you?” he asked, tone urgent.

“Sure,” Buck frowned. “Did something happen? You— ” he stopped as his gazed flicked over him and spotted what was different. “Are those mine?”

“Yes, yes they are,” Eddie said simply and stepped away. But when it looked like Buck wasn’t following, he grabbed his hand and got him moving.

“But,” Buck stumbled after him, stuck on the pants, but thankfully, still holding his hand and letting Eddie guide him through the house, toward the bedroom that he had just been in. “But where’d you get them? And why are you wearing them?”

“Maddie,” he huffed out, pulling Buck into the room and closing them off from the rest of the party. He couldn’t go as far as locking the door, though, it felt too claustrophobic for how anxious he was feeling at the moment. “She lent me these when I spilt some juice on mine.”

“Oh.”

Eddie found himself staring at Buck, the urgent words swirling around in his mind all but vanishing as he looked at him, fidgeting uncertainly where he stood. When he didn’t say anything for a long moment, Buck broke the silence.

“Eddie? You’re worrying me, man.”

“Don’t go,” Eddie blurt out.

“Go where?”

“Don’t leave, Buck. That new lease you’re about to sign? Don’t. Just stay. With me.”

Buck’s face fell, a hand coming up to brush through his air. He looked frustrated. Eddie’s stomach twisted into a nauseating knot. “Eddie, we’ve been through this— ”

“I’ve never met anyone like you!”

Buck looked as shocked as he felt at his outburst. “What?” he whispered.

Eddie stepped up to him, close enough for him to tilt his head up to meet Buck’s stunned eyes head on. “I’ve never met anyone like you,” he repeated, their proximity making Eddie wanted to lower his voice to a murmur. “I’ve never had anyone I could call a best friend. Not like you.”

“Shannon was your best friend,” Buck replied, eyes searching.

Eddie’s lips quirked up. “Not a great example there, Buck. And I already knew I liked her, going into it.”

Buck looking away, inhaling stiltedly. “W-what,” he croaked, “What are you saying, Eddie?”

His hand didn't settle in its usual spot on Buck’s shoulder, thumb pressing into the skin just above his clavicle. Eddie forced his hand to move up, his palm smoothing over the skin of Buck’s neck until it paused just under his jaw, his thumb pressing into his jawline, turning his head back to face him again.

Buck’s gaze poured into his, fear clearly written across his pupils.

Eddie’s mouth suddenly felt dry.

“I’m saying maybe I got it wrong. I’m saying maybe how I feel about you isn’t how someone feels for their best friend.”

“H-how do you feel?”

“Like this.”

The other hand was quick to cradle Buck’s cheek, drawing him down to a kiss before he could react. Their lips didn’t meet for long, just a hard kiss pressed onto unmoving lips to show something words could not.

But Buck didn’t let him fall back onto his heels and step away like he had planned. Instead, he was pulling him in, held flush against his body with arms that wrapped tightly around his waist.

Like a switch had been flipped, the kiss changed. Eddie sighed out a pleased moan as Buck’s mouth opened against his, kissing him fervently.

Eddie tipped back onto his heels some time after, lips tingling and chest heaving. The circle of arms around him didn’t break, keeping him close as Buck’s forehead fell onto his.

Eddie closed his eyes and breathed, contentment settling deep into his bones.

“So, you’ll stay?”

“Yeah, I’ll stay.”

~~~

When they re-emerged into the party, hand-in-hand, they couldn’t have been gone more than fifteen minutes.

There was still a lot to talk about, so there was no great plan to announce anything to the party at large. Plus Eddie wanted to just enjoy it for a little bit before letting the world in.

But as Buck leaned in to whisper into his ear that he was going to get him that replacement juice and retreated from his side, Eddie caught the eye of one Maddie Han, watching them knowingly from the other side of the room.

She approached after he’d chosen an empty spot by the wall to lean against, mirroring his stance once she was next to him. They weren’t looking at each other, but out into the living room where their beloved friends and family were gathered.

“So.”

“So.”

“Where’s Buck?” she asked casually.

“Gone to get me some juice since I missed it.”

“Hmm.”

They didn’t say anything for a beat.

“You know what I think, Eddie?”

“What?”

“I think you and I are going to finally learn what it means to be best friends with someone.”

“Yeah. I think you’re right.”

It only took one glance to the side for them to burst out laughing. Exactly like best friends with a shared secret.

tagging @minalover because thank you for talking some confidence into me.

[redrosydiaz]

eddie who's been taking the couch since he and chris got back bc he refuses to kick buck out of his room (and then pulls the "but its your mattress" card when buck tries to argue that its actually eddie's room, since, yknow, buck insists he was just keeping the lights on while they were away) and well. as nice as that couch is to sit on it certainly is not meant as a long term sleeping arrangement and eddie's not getting any younger here. he tries to do his best to not make it obvious that its bothering him bc if buck catches on he WILL try to force eddie into the bed and take the couch for himself, and eddie doesn't want that bc he doesn't want buck to be the one having back issues. except of course buck does catch on bc, well, there's only so much you can do to hide the fact that it hurts to move sometimes and buck's not stupid, he can put two and two together (plus he's done his fair share of sleeping on that couch. maybe not for quite as long a stint, but. he's familiar with those lumps!) anyways.

buck does try to push eddie into taking the bed and eddie, firm stubborn mulish eddie, refuses and Will Not budge on that so buck huffs and goes fine, at least let me give you a massage then — the offer slipping out of his mouth before he can even really think it through! bc if he had, for even one single second, he would've realized immediately how terrible an idea that was. offering to put his hands aaaaaallllll over eddie, touching and rubbing and kneading all that warm, beautiful, naked skin — bc ofc eddie would have to be shirtless. bc buck would Not skimp on this, he'd be pulling out all the oils and lotions and whatever to make it the Best massage for eddie.

and eddie is like you— what. and buck's like, well shit i already said it i cant take it back now, so he doubles down, determined to be soooo completely normal about this offer and he's like yeah! a massage! i used to do it professionally for a little bit back in the day. and eddie's like 👁️👄👁️ bc he is now thinking about buck's big warm hands all over his body and oh. well. 😳 and he tries to be like no no its okay i'm fine you don't need to do that. but buck insists and he is noooot taking no for an answer and finally he hits eddie with the if you're not going to take the bed then you have to let me do this. and eddie still refuses to kick buck out of the bed and he can see that buck, who is also stubborn and mulish when he wants to be, is not going to budge on this and so he finally relents and goes okay fine.

and buck goes all out for it because he knows that will make eddie smile and will amuse him, and it does, but it also makes him feel a little yearnachey in the heart bc like its really sweet, that buck wants to go all out for this, and make sure eddie's getting the best experience here. (which is like quintessentially buck, it doesn't even surprise eddie).

and so buck shows eddie to the bedroom where everything is all set up and eddie's probably never been to a legit spa for a legit massage but this sure feels like what that would feel like and then buck's standing by the door telling him to dress to his comfort level and he'll be back in a few minutes and then he leaves and eddies left alone to take his clothes off, and he like. contemplates it for a second, bc he doesn't actually know what's normal here, like does he get all the way naked? does he just wear underwear? does he keep his shorts on since its just his back bothering him? but he eventually decides on just underwear bc that's a good middle ground and that seems normal right? and he's in his briefs, and well. is that a lot of skin? does he need to switch into boxers? but then he's like that'll take too long — it would take less than a minute, actually, the drawer is right there after all, but buck could be back any second and that would feel weird, to get caught changing his underwear. so he's just like okay whatever its fine these are fine. nothing buck hasn't seen anyways, he saw me in my tighty whiteys, this is fine.

and so he lies on the bed, face down, head cushioned by his arms, except actually before he gets comfortable he drapes one of the extra towels over his butt bc that's what he's seen on tv or whatever lol and he feels a little less exposed that way. and so he lies there, waiting for buck to come back, and at first maybe he's a little tense but the music and the lighting and the candle, they help. and the longer he lies there, alone, the more comfortable he gets.

and then there's a knock at the door and buck's walking in and the first thing he sees is miiiiiles and miiiiiiles of eddie's bare golden skin and a towel over his ass and he's like [audible gulp] bc he thinks, for a split second, oh my god is he naked under that? and has to take a few deep deep breaths. but then he gets closer and spots the waistband of eddie's underwear and is like phew okay we're good.

so buck takes a few seconds to collect himself before he's striding in and taking his place at the bedside and this first time he's very like aware of his every move and he narrates them too, like "okay eddie, i'm gonna get the oil now." and "alright i'm going to start with your shoulders" and "now i'm moving down to your upper back." and "time for the problem section" with a (nervous) little chuckle before he's putting his hands on eddie's lower back.

and eddie's skin is sooooo warm beneath his hands and it's so soft and the more buck's touching him the more eddie's relaxing, until he's practically melting into the bedsheets, all loose and pliant beneath buck's palms, and the longer it goes on the more like unrestrained eddie gets in the sense that towards the beginning he was pretty much silent, but as time goes on he starts letting out these slightly more audible exhales and a few times a couple of deeper grunts when buck's fingers press into a particularly tight knot in his muscles. and buck is doing his damndest to not pop a boner bc jesus christ that would be bad. he's the one who offered this! he cant be making it weird by chubbing up! he's supposed to be a professional here!! (even if his massage license has definitely lapsed by like. a lot of years lol)

and maybe buck starts out trying to do it from the side of the bed bc he doesn't want to be weird but the bed's just a little too low to be comfortable, and be doesn't want to fuck up his back bending over to help eddie with his so he like pauses, trying to work up the courage to ask if he can, y'know, climb up, and when he pauses his hands are still on eddie's skin, right above the taper of his waist and when he pauses eddie makes a confused noise and like starts to lift his head a little to crane his neck over his shoulder and ask buck what's wrong and buck like places a hand between eddie's shoulder blades to stop him from twisting and he's like nothing nothing's wrong. just.... and eddie's like ...just? and buck goes well. i mean. it's— the angle's sort of, um, not exactly right? like this? and eddie's like oh? and buck's like yeah i mean. your bed— my bed— the bed, its not. uh tall enough? so i think i might have to— and eddie's like you might have to...? and buck sighs and goes i might have to. climb up. and eddie's like oh? do you need me to— and starts to like spread his legs as if to make room for buck and thank god eddie is still facing the headboard bc buck definitely flushes at that (brain screaming at himself to not think of that in literally ANY other context, maybe not even this one. just. don't think of it at all, actually, buck!) and buck touches eddie's thigh then— a subconscious movement except now he's touching eddie's thigh. and it stops eddie's motion, so buck pulls his hand back, and he's like no uh. i think i need to, uh, sit. on you? to reach your shoulders and back. and eddie's quiet for a moment before he goes oh and then he's quiet for another moment before he goes okay. and buck's like g-great! yeah okay! well uh. here— here goes! and then he's kneeling on the side of the bed and taking a deep breath before he swings his leg over eddies body to straddle him.

and he manages to make it through the massage mostly unscathed this time, thank god. no inappropriate boners or anything. which— honestly — buck's giving himself major kudos for. but also, more importantly, it works. it helps eddie. he's much more relaxed after, and a lot looser, and his back is hurting him less.

so, naturally, this becomes a regular thing!! because if eddie's going to continue to insist on staying on the couch, then buck is going to insist on giving him regular massages to help with the back pain.

but, of course, the uh. boner issue becomes harder and harder (hah) to avoid. but, it's not just buck. eddie's getting them too. except, neither one of them are mentioning it. they're sort of like dancing around it.

untiiiiiiil. the tipping point comes. (literally.)

buck is working on eddies shoulder this time, because eddie mentioned it's been bothering him lately too. eddie's on his back, with his eyes closed, and buck's reallllllly hitting all the right spots and eddie has definitely started to fill out his briefs and he's also like. fidgeting a little bit. like his hips want to move but he's not letting them, but also the occasionally twitch cant help but happen. and of course, buck, being sat on top of him (to reach, of course!!) feels that. he notices eddie's a little restless and well. well that can't be very helpful for his relaxation! how is he meant to get the full benefit of this massage if he's squirming and, well, pent up. so buck, being the gracious, wonderful, above and beyond ultimate best friend (again, without thinking, bc nothing kills his brain to mouth filter harder than eddie, especially a nearly naked, halfway to blissed out eddie) he blurts out "i can help with that. if— if you want."

and eddie's eyes flYYYY open, and the stain in his cheeks darkens and he's like what and buck swallows and then is like WELL IN FOR A PENNY IN FOR A POUND and sort of like nods towards eddie's crotch, where there is an obvious tent in his briefs. and he repeats, "i can help." and eddie's eyes are wide and wild and a little glassy already and he sort of fishmouths for a second or two but then he swallows too and then, in barely more than a whisper, is like "okay" and buck exhales and goes "okay" and then he's shuffling down eddie's body to settle over his thighs— or maybe this time he does take the space between them, nudging them wider so he can fit and g O D what a sight that is— eddie's legs falling open for him. and then buck is reaching for the waistband of eddie's briefs and he's— fuck — he's pulling them down. and and then there's eddie's dick. thick and curved and red and shiny at the tip already and buck can't help the oh eddie that slips out. and then he's reaching for the oil again and he's slicking up his palm and then he's not waiting another second before he's wrapping his hand around eddie.

and the second he gets his hand on him eddie's head drops back, this half aborted noise getting caught in his throat and his chest is already heaving and buck's barely even started, and his flush is crawling down his neck, his chest, even the tips of his shoulders and buck can't stop flickering his eyes between the two sights — eddie's face, eyes closed, screwed up in pleasure and his dick, where it disappears into buck's fist as he works it over him. and it gets to be so much that buck has to drop his free hand down to his own dick, rubbing the heel of his palm into it as he pulls out every trick in the book to give eddie the best damn handjob he's ever given. and when eddie finally comes, buck follows right after him, grinding down into his own hand, soaking through his boxers and probably his sweats too.

and — crucially — they do not talk about it. but, it becomes this unspoken addition to their massage sessions. something they just know is part of it now.

and then, there is one time, where eddie's lying on his front, and — at this point they've done this enough that he doesn't even bother with underwear anymore, he just goes fully naked underneath that modesty towel. (and that drives buck c r a z y, he nearly passed out the first time it happened too.). but eddie's not wearing underwear, and he's feeling bold, so he asks buck to work on his ass (which they have never done before). and buck's like oh okay. okay. and he does, and— he's just kneading each of eddie's cheeks, taking his time with it, and then. and then just. he's got both hands on eddie, one on either side, and he just. spreads them. and— and there's eddie's hole, just. right there. and buck sort of stares at it. and his hands aren't moving anymore, and eddie must feel what's happening, but he's not stopping it. and buck— he doesn't know what comes over him, but he just. leans over it and. he— spits. there's the sound of it, eddie hears it clear as day, and then half a second later he feels it. and a whoooole body shudder wracks through him, and maybe he even makes a noise, this half groan half whine. and buck's like "eddie" all breathy and whispy and eddie just goes "please" and that's allllll buck needs before he's diving in!! eating ass like there's no tomorrow!!!

and, of course, this gets added to the rotation.

but, then there is one time, where eddie, in anticipation for this, fingers himself open earlier in the day, just before massage time. and so when they find themselves in this position again, when buck goes to eat him out, he sees eddie already wet and glistening and open and. he's already got a boner, but any blood left anywhere else in his body rushes south soooo fast he's DIZZY with it, and then eddie, looking back over his shoulder at buck with those big bright eyes and those rosy cheeks and that bitten, shiny mouth goes "you can just.... slip right in" and buck almost passsssses tf out!!! and that's how they end up fucking for the first time!!

and even though they're not face to face, it still ends up somehow being like crazy romantic, because buck's hand finds eddie's, tangling with it where it lies beside his head, and he's literally draped over eddie's entire back, arm around him, his face buried into the back of eddie's neck. the only thing that could make it more romantic is if they kissed — but that's the one thing they haven't done yet, because kissing makes this real.

buck keeps whispering cut off sentiments into eddie's ear too, swallowing them down halfway through like he's holding something back. except— right as he's reaching his climax, he's clutching eddie's hand so tight and he's panting against the back of his neck and his hips stutter and he buries himself up to the hilt inside of eddie and it finally spills out, a gasped, "i— i'm gonna— eddie— i— i— i love you, fuck, i love you i love you" and then he's biting down on the juncture between eddie's shoulder and neck and shaking as he comes and comes.

and, of course, immediately after he's doused in the shocking reality of what he's just done. and he has like 15 seconds to start freaking the fuck out, like oh fuck, i ruined this, i ruined us, look at what i did, look at what i just fucking did. but before any of that can like solidify, eddie is squirming out from under him and flipping them over so buck is pressed into the mattress, and he's on him, rutting against his hip and kissing wherever on buck's face he can reach, repeating buck's words between each one, and— its only right as eddie reaches his climax that he f i n a l l y seals his mouth to buck's, kissing him for the first time, somehow hard and soft, and sweet and biting, and messy and perfect all at the same time as he shakes apart above him. and then he's collapsing against buck, too spent to move, but still kissing (or trying to, anyways, as a blissed out, totally satisfied smile overtakes his face) him as he comes down and reality starts to sink in and instead of feeling like panicked or worried or anything, he just feels giddy.

and as they come down together they're like oh. and they have their "did you mean that?" moment, where they both say yes, of course i did. and they realize that they've been SO dumb, this whole time, sleeping together for months without saying a word, when, this whole time, they have both felt like this. have both been so in love. and they laugh about it, and they kiss about it some more, and they repeat those words to each other again, and again, and again, because now they can.

[epicbuddieficrecs]

Favorite Buddie Fics of 2024!

Has this been gathering dust in my drafts for months? yes. don't look at me 🙈

🔥 Ace of Hearts by glorious_spoon/ @glorious-spoon (Post-S6, Getting Together | 9K | Teen): "I've been wondering…" Maddie pauses, watches Buck make a face like he's bracing to be smacked. "What happened with Eddie? You two were dancing around it for so long, and then… what, it just didn't work out? Was the date really that bad?" She's expecting another wince, or even for him to duck out of the conversation entirely, but instead Buck is staring at her like she's grown a second head. "Maddie. I've never been on a date with Eddie." Or: the poker game was a date. It takes Buck a while to catch on, though.

🔥 Don't Push Me So Far Away I Can't Reach You by giselleslash / @gigi-gigi(Friends With Benefits | 12K | Mature): or the one where Buck thinks he and Eddie are just friends with benefits so he pushes Eddie to date other people because he’s an idiot

🔥 some things fall when they're meant to fall by sibylsleaves/ @sibylsleaves (Post S7E5 | 25K | Teen): Eddie’s gaze drop to Buck’s lips—pink, like his birthmark. Eddie wants to taste those lips, and he wants it with a fierceness so sudden it shocks him. “I’m, uh,” Buck stammers. “Last night. When you saw me and Tommy…we—we were on a date.” Everything inside Eddie goes still. If his heart is a kite, then this is the moment it plummets back to earth. or, Buck tells Eddie some news. Eddie has a realization and breaks up with his girlfriend. Not necessarily in that order.

🔥we won't look back, we won't be lost by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Post-S7, Dad Buck | 37K | Teen): Over six years after the 118 rescued a baby from a pipe, Buck meets that same child again on a different call. And in all that time, she never found a home. OR: Buck adopts Pipe Baby while Eddie waits for Christopher to come home.

🔥 something touched me (like a knife-blade) by kithmet/ @kithmet (Alternate S7 Finale, Getting Together | 42K | Explicit): Eddie self-implodes. Christopher, seeking refuge, flees to Buck—whose priorities amount to, in varying order: take in the kid, get Eddie to talk to him, and keep the three of them afloat in the process. (Oh, and Tommy’s there too. He thinks.)

🔥 The Pain Will Leave You Once It's Done Teaching You by fruitsdoesnotknow/ @fruitsdontknow (Canon Divergent, Daniel Lives (kinda) | 40K | Mature): When Daniel Buckley lives a little longer, Evan Buckley dies a little more. And this is how Eddie Diaz saves him, a little later on.

🔥what if i can't have us by woodchoc_magnum/ @woodchoc-magnum (Post-S7E5, Getting Together, Sexuality Crisis | 47K Explicit): In which Eddie is dating Marisol; Buck's dating Tommy, and Eddie has feelings about that, which he simply does. not. understand.

🔥 the wayward son by brewrosemilk/ @gayhoediaz (Post-S7 Spec, Sex Club | 56K | Explicit): Eddie misses his son, grows a mustache, pines after his best friend, and becomes a regular at a gay sex club. That last part is either an indulgence or an inevitable, somewhat self-destructive conclusion to several decades worth of compulsory heterosexuality and catholic guilt. Don’t ask him which.

🔥 ice cream before dinner by cloudydaisies (Post-S7, Getting Together | 58K | Teen): Gerrard messes with the team's schedules and eddie 'i just drove my son to flee the state' diaz is the only option to watch mara and jee-yun after school on tuesdays, which, shouldn't be a problem at all, right?

🔥 because we'll all arrive in heaven alive by callmenewbie/ @puppyboybuckley (Post-S6, Disaster Fic | 75K | Explicit): During a search and rescue, Eddie disappears without a trace, leaving Buck to grapple with the sudden possibility of a life without him.

🔥 Long Death by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Post-S7, Vampire AU | 79K | Explicit): In the summer of 2024, a never before seen form of vampirism breaks out in Los Angeles. Just as Eddie is about to get his son back. Six months later, Buck's life is permanently changed.

🔥guess i'm the fool by oceanofchaos/@islandoforder (Post-S7, Eddie Sexuality Crisis | 106K | Explicit): While Chris is in El Paso, it’s Eddie’s summer of Realizing Things, such as comphet, what Buck means to him, and how to let himself be happy.

🔥 Held Up a Lightning Rod (Wonder Why I'm Struck) by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels/ @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (Not A Firefighter Eddie, Sugar Baby Buck | 128K | Explicit): When Eddie Diaz stumbles his way into money, he finds himself one of the most eligible bachelors in Los Angeles - to his dismay. He needs a way to get people off his back without confessing his messy marital situation, and Shannon's still not answering his calls, so he caves to a friend's suggestion: hire someone to pretend to be his partner. Enter Evan "Buck" Buckley: sugar baby, fire fighter, and the man about to turn Eddie's world upside down.

Special mention for fics posted before 2024 but that I read this year

🔥 a blaze in the dark by woodchoc_magnum/ @woodchoc-magnum (Post-S6, Eddie Coming Out | 117K | Explicit): Set post-Season 6, where Buck has inadvertently sacrificed his friendship with Eddie in order to focus on his new relationship with Natalia, and is shocked when Eddie comes out to the team and subsequently reveals that he is dating a guy.

🔥 Courtship Behaviors of the Southern Coastal Husbro by Mad_Lori/ @madlori (Post-Season 5, Queerplatonic Relationship to Lovers | 49K | Explicit): “I want you in my family, I want us to be a family. Officially. A family can be a guy, his son, and his best friend, right?” Buck’s lower lip was trembling. “You’re really asking me to be your…what, now?” “Frank called it ‘platonic life partners.’”

🔥 The Aftermath of Liberation and Love Confessions by ElvenSorceress/ @elvensorceress (Post-S5E9, Getting Together | 17K | Teen): Still, Buck says, “Yeah, Eddie. Why don’t you teach us. What would you say if you were professing your love?” You mean something besides, “In the event of my untimely death, I made you legal guardian of my child”? ~ In which Eddie comes out, sexuality is complicated but coffee is not, Buck makes an excessive salad and is also roasted, everyone has a love confession, and December is the most dramatic time of year.

🔥 the distance to the stars by cloudydaisies (Didn't Know They Were Dating | 27K | General): or, everyone knows eddie is dating buck except for eddie, literally.

🔥Eddie Diaz vs The Feelings by ElvenSorceress/ @elvensorceress (S6, Sexuality Crisis, Demisexual Eddie | 62K | Explicit): Eddie dives into the mysteries of attraction, romantic love, and asexuality because there's a good chance he's fallen in love with his best friend. AKA demisexual!Eddie figures out he’s demi and finds the happily ever after he’s been longing for

🔥 My Blood on Your Skin (My Rose on Your Snow) by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels/ @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (Mythological AU, BDSM | 80K | Explicit): When Eddie needs cash and fast to take care of Christopher, his LAFD Academy buddy suggests a job as a bouncer at Elysium - an exclusive sex club in downtown Los Angeles. Eddie doesn't care what goes on there, so long as he's paid, but he finds he cares a lot bout the club's enigmatic owner, Evan Buckley, and it's not long before the two of them are violating every boss-employee rule in the book. But there's something different about Buck and the club, something not quite... human. If Eddie wants to keep Buck, he's going to have to delve into the world of immortals, and all the risks that implies.

🔥 everything (nothing) has changed by bizarrestars (Post-S4, Love Confessions | 48K | Explicit): Buck breathes for a moment, then sets his shoulders. "Eddie, there's something I have to tell you." "Do you?" Eddie asks flatly, still alarmed and doing his best to hide it. "I would've never guessed." Buck swallows. "Eddie, I love you." "Are you softening the blow, or buttering me up? Because, I've got to tell you, I'm still very worried regardless," Eddie tells him. "No, you don't understand. I love you. I'm currently in love with you," Buck says as evenly as possible, and even then, his voice wobbles precariously there for a moment. He exhales. "You don't have to worry about it, though, because I've processed it and decided to—to find relief in telling you before moving on and moving forward." Eddie stares at him. No response at all. Well, at least he's not freaking out. - After Eddie gets shot, Buck confesses his love. From there, things get a little out of hand.

[touch-grass-kick-ass]

More <10k 9-1-1 Fic Recs!

More Fic Recs! No theme to these, I just was going through my read history again and pulled out some more fics I enjoyed!

(and the titles slightly lies, there's one just over 10k words)

This list includes a variety of fics in both rating and type. I tried to include all relevant information and tags (especially those that may serve as warnings, since I do like some heavy angst/ dark themes). Some fics may be restricted. Enjoy!

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the sincerest form of flattery - canadadry (1,775 | T | Outsider POV, Brad Torrence, Bobby Nash is Evan "Buck" Buckley's Parent)

“Your boy—Buck,” Brad says. “First marriage?” “Pardon?” “Well, your wife is—” Brad starts, stops. Remembers at least a third of the lecture he’s been given at least a dozen times by his publicist on the danger of making assumptions. “He calls your wife by her given name—I mean, does the same to you, but I’d reckon that has more to do with professionalism than personal grievances, given the fact that you clearly get on.” —and fuck, maybe that’s another thing Brad should try to learn by watching Bobby. — in which Brad Torrence only almost passes out, and observes the aftermath.

nobody gets me (like you) - secretlifeforfun (2,219| G | Getting Together, Accidental Kissing)

Eddie leaned down towards Buck, and Buck instinctually put his hand out to rest on Eddie’s side. Eddie’s arms landed on either side of Buck on the couch. And then Eddie was in his space, his lips pressing briefly to Buck’s cheek. “Thanks, Buck,” Eddie said, still so, so close to Buck. “I’ll see you at home.” He said goodbye to the rest of the crew, and then he was gone, his boots thunking down the stairs. or, Eddie kisses Buck goodbye. They aren't together yet.

Autocowrecked - HMSLusitania (2,725 | T | Miscommunication, Angst with a Happy Ending)

Eddie is never, ever using the talk-to-text function on his phone. Ever again.

Wine, Vodka Crans, and May's Sad Playlist - 22438 (2,759 | N/A | songwriter buck, Idiots in Love)

This is honestly something he could've put a bit more thought into. After years of doing this, it was just too natural to even contemplate. Evan Buckley has lived many, many lives. Peru, the Navy, Montana. It wasn’t an unknown fact that his soul searching led to many places. However, there was one life path no one knew about. OR Buck has secretly been writing and selling songs for years. After one drunk night Eddie begins to catch onto Buck's little secret. Three insanely obvious songs may or may not lead to some realizations, finally.

Break Glass in Case of Emergency - Beforeastorm (2,894 | T | Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Adoption)

Eddie’s mind wandered to the red folder, tucked high up in the back of his closet. He recalled back to a conversation he had with Buck, almost a year ago at this point: “It’s an insurance policy; a break glass in case of emergency. A trump card.” “One I really hope we’ll never have to use.” “But if we have to, we’ll be really glad we did this.” When hospital policy doesn't allow Chris, as an unrelated minor, to visit a comatose post-lightning strike Buck in the ICU, Eddie has a solution. Unfortunately, that involves sharing some pretty personal information in a waiting room filled with the 118.

The spell on you - inkinmyheartandonthepage (2,948 | N/A | Bewitched Evan "Buck" Buckley, AU- Urban Fantasy)

“Oh no you don’t,” Chimney demanded, following Buck up the stairs to the station loft. “You’re not getting away with this.” “Chim, it’s no big deal,” Buck huffed, heading towards the kitchen island. “It is!” Chimney cried out and Buck can picture him throwing his hands up in the air. “You didn’t even blink when that witch said you had been bewitched!” OR The 118 finds out that Buck has been bewitched but its not what they think.

Wrong Bed, Buck! - Ellesworth86 (3,073 | M | Sleepwalking, Illness, Sleeping Together, First Time)

Three times that Buck got into the wrong bed, and one where he found the right one. ---- The first time it happened, Buck was exhausted... Eddie had just gotten comfortable and was feeling himself start to drift off to sleep when his door opened slowly. Groaning, he opened his eyes, and squinting, he watched as Buck silently walked around the bed, pulled back the comforter and climbed in. “Wrong bed, Buck.” Eddie heard himself mumble, still in that drowsy stage, halfway between asleep and awake. “No ‘s’not.” The reply came, just as sleepily. “Right bed...nice and warm...favourite person...” Then a snore as he rolled onto his side, his back to Eddie, who didn’t have either the energy or the heart to argue, so he just curled up on his side and fell back asleep.

Went a Little Like This - thedesertpenguin (3,265 | T | Accidental Kissing, Fluff, Humor)

Buck kisses Eddie on a random morning. Two problems with this: 1) They are not together 2) They don't realize they've kissed

through your weakest moments - EiraLloyd (3,653 | T | AU- College/University, Food Poisoning)

“Hey, I got you, you're gonna be alright," he murmurs, out of instinct more than anything. He’s surprised when Eddie laughs bitterly. "Really?" he asks, then pauses to purse his lips again. He inhales sharply and adds, "Is this all it takes?" And Buck… finds himself frowning in confusion. He doesn’t understand what Eddie means, what Eddie’s upset about — other than, presumably, his bad case of food poisoning — but he knows Eddie’s expecting an answer from him, so he asks, "What—what do you mean?" But Eddie shakes his head. "Nothing,” he lies. “Nothing, just— help me up." Or, Buck's terrible roommate has a bad case of food poisoning. Buck is Buck — that is, he helps him out.

He's good for my heart (but he's bad for business) - steph_fangirl (3,937 | G | Secret Marriage, Relationship Reveal)

Chimney blinks. “Eddie,” he says. “Who’s Eddie?” At that Maddie barks out a laugh and claps a hand over her mouth, which is adorable. “That’s funny,” she says, but then her eyes settle on Chimney’s puzzled face. Her eyebrows shoot up. “Wait, you don’t- you really don’t know?” “Uh. No.” “What do you- oh my god, he usually can’t shut up about him. I guess it really is worse than I thought this time.” “This ti- Maddie, please, take some pity on me. What is going on? Who is Eddie?” Maddie’s face does something complicated then. There’s a flash of sadness, then she smiles, but it seems a little defeated. She scratches her chin and reaches for her wine, before she says, “my brother in law.” Chimney and Hen have the new guy figured out. Or so they thought.

Two truths, one lie - ColorMeParanoid (3,984 | T | Idiots in Love, First Kiss)

“Buck,” Chim said on a sigh. “Nobody wants to see you strip.” Speak for yourself, Eddie nearly blurted out, then shoved a breadstick in his mouth to prevent any incriminating words escaping without his express permission. It had been way too long since he’d gotten laid and he should not be held accountable for his actions if Buck started shedding more clothes. “I’m just getting ready to blow your mind,” Buck said, turning around and walking confidently towards the poles that no one ever actually used because they were a safety hazard more than anything, and oh this was not going to end well. Eddie was not mentally prepared for this.

Presumed Dead - inkinmyheartandonthepage (4,439 | G | Hurt Evan "Buck" Buckley, Protective Athena Grant, Presumed Dead, Theft, Fluff and Angst)

The fresh air was supposed to have been good for Buck. A small hike that he had done a million times. A nice hike that gave him a workout and at the same time allowed him to sift through his thoughts and feelings and to focus on what he really wanted. Instead, he’s stuck in the middle of nowhere at a rest stop watching some asshole drive away in his jeep. OR The 118 crew arrive a fender bender only to find it's Buck's jeep on fire and the body inside dead and burning.

the moon like a spotlight - dykeries (4,678 | E | First Time, Anal Sex, Sappy, Stargazing)

Buck pushed. C’mon. There had to be something you liked to do here when you were younger. Something that made you feel better. Eddie stared off to somewhere in the middle distance. Sometimes, he said, and then he stopped. Looked almost shy. Sometimes with Shannon, sometimes alone, I’d drive my truck out into the desert at night to go stargazing. Because it’s really clear out there. Makes you feel small. In a good way. Okay, Buck had said. Okay, then tomorrow we’ll do that. The contents of the truck bed tonight: An inflatable mattress. Two pillows. A stack of blankets. A thermos of coffee. Buck. Eddie. Three months after Eddie moves to El Paso, Buck comes to visit.

Driving me Wild - SourwolfSeblaine (4,783 | E | Tattoos, First Time, Possessive Eddie Diaz, Marriage Proposal)

After a drunk night of karaoke and fun, Buck wakes up hungover with DIAZ tattooed on his lower back. Chimney, who was with him that drunken night, helps Buck hide it from the rest of the team, but it makes them think something else going on, which, ew, no thanks. But then Eddie finds out anyways, with a reaction better than Buck could've hoped for.

can't live the dreams you're spinning - glorious_spoon (5,277 | E | Arguing, First Time, Intercrural Sex)

He turns around. Eddie is watching him, his eyes glittering, an odd set to his jaw. "Unless you do want me to walk you through it," Buck says, and there's something in it, some dangerous impulse he can't define that makes it come out not at all like the joke he meant it to be. Standing here in the entryway of the house that's Eddie's house again, in the spot where he dragged Tommy through the door, clumsily attached at the mouth, kicking it carelessly shut behind him. Keys rattling, and the simple animal comfort of someone's eager hands on him. The empty house, barely unpacked, briefly less empty.

the cost of doing business - PretentiousSwanQueen (5,442 | T | Secret Relationship, AU- Canon Divergence, POV Ravi Panikkar)

Ravi figures he has to be the last one to find out, especially since he’s finding out like this. He supposes that’s what he gets for bouncing around between the A shift and the B shift so much since he’s been back at the 118, but still. It happens like this: he had been this close! like, minutes away from printing out a new tenant lease! when the prospective renter in question calls the leasing office and mentions that she won’t be needing the 1 bed, 1 bath walk up in Faircrest Heights any more because she snagged a 2 bath loft downtown that seemed like a once in a lifetime opportunity. or: Ravi's landlord status makes him privy to some confidential information about the 118's finest.

According To You - datleggy (5,667 | G | Angst and Hurt/Comfort, hurt!Buck)

“He’s gonna’ be fine, they did scans, they said it’s just a scratch--” “Just a scratch?” Eddie blinks incredulously. “‘Just a scratch’ doesn’t require stitches Evan! God, how could you be so irresponsible?! How the hell were you not watching him at the park?! How could you let him get all the way across the street without you?!”

Hanging on in Quiet Desperation - oKathleen (5,777 | T | Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Angst, pulmonary embolism, Chocking, NDE, Pining)

A last-minute shift change means the surprise party has to be moved to another day. OR: Buck is choking on blood and has a pulmonary embolism alone in his apartment. He calls 911, only to reach Maddie on the other end of the line. His sister doesn’t know it’s him, and he can’t even speak to her.

A heart worth breaking - justhockey (5,861 | N/A | Break Up, Falling in Love, Friends to Lovers, Angst with a Happy Ending)

“Told you I’m easy to leave,” Buck says, chuckling. And it’s supposed to be a joke, but it doesn’t quite hit right because it’s also true. Buck is the easiest person in the world to walk away from, even when he’s doing absolutely everything right.

Buck Naked and Afraid - paleredheadinascifi (6,096 | T | AU - Different First Meeting, Sleepwalking, Nightmares)

Buck sleeps naked. Buck also sleep-walks. Buck sleep-walks naked out of his apartment and locks himself out. Fate cackles. Enter Eddie Diaz.

The hidden mark - Inuhime (7,183 | E | A/B/O Dynamics, Soul Bond, Safe Sane and Consensual)

In a universe where it's omegas who carry the soul marks Evan's own mark has always been messed up. Not bothering to check it for years because he's sure his alpha is with someone else and doesn't want him things come to a head when after a call Eddie finally see it.

Find My Friends - TazzySnow (7,427 | T | Buried Alive, Kidnapping, Hurt/Comfort)

Buck has wondered before what it was like underground when Eddie was buried alive, and the idea of being buried alive gives him the fucking willies for sure, but he's never been afraid of tight spaces. He's an object, a piece of a collection yet to be harvested. The sound of the dirt being piled above him grows more and more muffled until it's gone completely and he lays in silence. --- Buck is buried alive and it's a damn good thing Eddie stalks him on Find My Friends.

the phone keeps ringing - EiraLloyd (7,761 | T | Texting, Mixed Media, Emotional Hurt/Comfort)

The look the woman at the register gives him would make the healthiest plant wither. Honestly? It’s not too different from the look Eddie would give Tommy if he were here. “Took you long enough,” she says in an icy tone. Her name tag reads Dot. “Do you usually make your boyfriend wait for you overnight?” Eddie shakes his head. He tries to ignore the wave of feelings that surges then — anger at Tommy, sympathy for Buck, and so much longing it would make him weak at the knees if he weren’t used to it. “I’m not his boyfriend,” he says, voice equally icy. “I’m the guy who drove five hours to pick him up when the boyfriend—” ditched him. He manages to swallow back the words, not wanting to air Buck’s business to a stranger, but he can’t help but think, If I were Buck’s boyfriend, this wouldn’t have happened at all. (Or, after a date with Tommy goes wrong, Buck ends up stranded in Las Vegas without a way home. Eddie makes the drive in the middle of the night because there's never really been another option.)

the meaning of the words you see - florenceandthemachine (8,663 | E | Texting, Wrong Number, Mistaken Identity, Nurse!Buck)

unknown sender: Hi! unknown sender: Just wanted to say thanks for letting me buy you a drink, and for your number. Sorry I had to run. unknown sender: I’m Eddie by the way. sent: hey um sent: i don’t want 2 be this guy but sent: i think u mayb put the wrong # in ur phone

best friends, kidneys, and other things you can survive losing - kermytheefrog (tardigradeschool) (8,966 | M | Hurt/Comfort, Pining, Casual Sex, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms)

"We were also concerned about possible organ damage, particularly since you only have one kidney, but your ribs took the brunt of the impact," the doctor tells him. "We'll know more when the swelling from the penetrating wound goes down." Ha, Buck thinks. Penetrating. "Wait," Eddie says. "That's not right. Buck has both his kidneys." The doctor consults the chart again, her eyebrows drawing together. “I’m sorry, Mr Buckley, is there an error in your medical history? I have it right here that you only have your right kidney, is that correct?" "Ye-es," Buck says. He can feel Eddie’s gaze on the side of his face and studiously avoids it. "What?" Eddie says. "How did I not know this? When did you lose a kidney, was this when you were a kid?" "Uh..." Buck says. "Aha. Last year." Eddie's face shifts from perplexed to horrified to thunderous all within about two seconds. It would be funny to see his stoicism so rattled under different circumstances. "When I was in Texas?" . Buck is determined not to fall back on old coping mechanisms after Eddie leaves for Texas. So he invents a new one: organ donation.

I'm so used to being used - ColorMeParanoid (9,228 | M | Hurt/Comfort, Misunderstandings, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, implied Sexual Content)

Eddie was kind to a fault; if Buck just asked to be held for a little while, Eddie would probably indulge him. But a ‘probably’ wasn’t certain enough for his liking and Buck couldn’t handle another crushing blow tonight, both literally and figuratively. Tonight, he just wanted to pretend for one last time that Eddie was his in all the ways he wanted him to be and bask in the feeling of being held and safe in his arms. Besides, Buck loved sex, he really did. And maybe he wasn’t exactly in the mood for it right now, but once he was in the moment he was sure he’d get there with a little help. But even if he didn’t, it would hardly be a hardship to go through with it anyway to fast forward things to the cuddling afterglow he was desperately craving. He always enjoyed pleasing his partners, even if he didn’t get anything in return himself and he had enough experience in playing his cards right with others to make sure that Eddie wouldn’t even be able to tell the difference. None of his previous hookups ever did, or maybe they just didn’t care. It was sex they wanted from him, after all. And as far as Buck was concerned, sex was the price of admission he was always more than happy to pay.

Buck & Eddie's Christmas Eve: The Walmart Edition - dylaesthetics (10,137 | M | Friends to lovers, trapped together, Christmas, Implied Sexual Content)

“Never have I ever been trapped in a department store on Christmas Eve,” says Eddie, taking a sip of an IPA so expensive, he’s never allowed himself to purchase it. Buck laughs. “Never have I ever? Seriously?” “What? Did you want to do Spin the bottle instead?” jokes Eddie, appreciating the blush that creeps into his friend’s cheeks. “Thought so. Drink up, cowboy.” _____ OR During a last-minute hunt for a Secret Santa gift, Buck and Eddie accidentally get trapped in a Walmart overnight. Shenanigans ensue — some friendly ones, and some not so much…