Eddie Has A Silver Star

I joined the fandom for Tevan but stayed for all the rare pairs. Check out my full fic list: page 1 and page 2. or peruse my wips, recents, and self-recs below. My stuff is all over the place so check the tags before you proceed.

my self-recs (multichapter):

My Best Friend and a Pilot - Buck/Eddie/Tommy

My Blessings are Things you Call Sins - Eddie/Father Brian

Matters of the Heart - Eddie/Dr. Salazar

Nothing Could Go Wrong Anytime I'm With You - Sal/Tommy

Brooke's Coffee - Buck/Tommy coffee shop AU

Daniel's Cookie Jar - Buck/Tommy bakery AU

Cleats and Crescendos - Sal/Eddie high school teacher AU

Guidance & Gravity - Buck/Tommy high school teacher AU

Nonno Tom's - Buck/Tommy restaurant AU

my self-recs (one-shot):

Pepa & Evancito - Buck and Pepa, Buck/Tommy

Tomorrow - Buck/Tommy

Friendly Fire - Buck/Tommy, Eddie [collab with @sunnywithachanceofbi]

There Must Be Something in the Water - Buck/Tommy

Peanut Butter - Buck/Tommy

A Bathroom with Two Sinks - Josh/Eddie [warning: MCD]

No More Joking About It - Sal/Eddie

Home Is Wherever I'm With You - Rick Romero/Lou Ransome

wip or recently completed:

You Are The Life I Needed All Along - Sal/Shannon to Sal/Eddie [WIP]

Listen Here, Shrimp - Sal/Eddie, Buck/Tommy [complete]

Baby Boy, You Stay On My Mind - Buck/Tommy [complete]

Dealer's choice on pairing but you know what my favorite is lol 😉

Here is some Father Brian/Eddie hurt/comfort for you my dear @30somethingautisticteacher. I'm all over the place with the vibes on these prompt fills, so I hope you enjoy this fluffy little thing. This is the Father Brian/Eddie from this little universe, but you don't have to have read that to read this!

Eddie sat in the waiting room of the oral surgery office, looking through one of the magazines they had sitting out. Magazines felt novel. It seemed like most medical offices didn’t have them anymore. Probably because everyone just scrolled on their phones while they waited. But, to Eddie, reading a magazine in a waiting room was like getting ginger ale on an airplane. It hit differently in those settings. And it was sort of a ritual - it felt weird not to.

He’d just finished his third Home & Garden magazine when a nurse walked out into the waiting room and called his name. Eddie set the magazine aside and approached.

“Surgery went well. We removed all four wisdom teeth,” the nurse said, leading Eddie to the back, giving him some post-op instructions and letting him know prescriptions have been sent to the pharmacy on file. Eddie nodded along, listening, but eager to see Brian with his own eyes.

Yes, wisdom teeth surgery was completely routine. But even so, there was an edge of worry in his chest he knew wouldn’t go away until he saw him. 

Eddie stepped into the recovery room and saw Brian there, cheeks packed with gauze, eyes hazy. He had a wrap around his head with an ice pack on either side of his face. He attempted to smile at Eddie.

“Heyyyy dear,” he said, reaching his hand out.

Eddie went over to him and took hold of his hand, warmth and fondness chasing away the last tendrils of worry wrapped around his ribs. “Hi,” Eddie said, brushing aside some of the hair that had fallen across Brian’s forehead. “Sounds like everything went well.”

Brian’s expression changed to a frown. “Is that what they said?” he said, his words muffled by all the gauze.

Uh oh…

Eddie pulled up a chair next to where Brian was reclined. “What happened?”

Okay @pluralityofaxes, this one got a little sad, but more emphasis on the positive and hopeful. I hope you like it. cw: cancer, childhood illness

Maddie watched while Jee sat in her hospital bed, tray in front of her so she could color one of the pages in her new coloring book. It had been 24 hours since her surgery and she was still exhausted, but restless like any child would be who had to spend this much time in bed.

She was wearing her favorite hat, knit with an extra soft yarn that had all the colors of the rainbow in it. Between Buck and his knitting group, Jee had been absolutely spoiled with hats to wear once her hair had started to fall out, a side effect of her chemotherapy. She’d asked for hats for all the other kids too and the knitting group had kept very busy as they happily filled her request.

Maddie and Howie had blamed themselves for not noticing something was off sooner. They’d been so busy - Howie stepping into the captain role and Maddie running dispatch all with a new baby at home. They hadn’t thought much about Jee’s tummy aches and chalked the weight loss up to age, losing ‘baby fat’. 

“I’m not leaving you here” with Buck and Sal

For my darling @sunnywithachanceofbi, featuring Buck and Sal from this universe (no you don't need any prior knowledge to read this little guy).

Sal had wanted to leave work the second Buck sent him the text that he wasn’t feeling well. The old Sal would have told his captain to fuck off and marched right out the door to take care of his man.

But he was the fucking captain now so he couldn’t just flip the bird to the crew and march out of there. He had to do the responsible thing and put someone else in charge and make sure things were good to go before he left. 

Maybe it was dramatic but Buck didn't get sick often, and when he did he tended to hide or downplay it. So the fact he’d reached out, unprompted, had Sal’s chest tight with worry.

“I’m home,” Sal called out when he walked into the apartment. 

He hadn’t wasted time changing out of his uniform and with how he’d been driving to get home as quickly as possible, he’d hoped if a cop did pull him over they’d let him off. First responder courtesy or some shit.

He didn’t hear any response from Buck and prayed it was because he was asleep. He checked Buck’s room and when he found it empty, his heart really started to race.

“Buck?” Sal called out.

There was a faint groan from the bathroom. Sal pushed in to find Buck in the bathtub, in his underwear and socks with no water. His face, neck, and chest were flushed with fever and the man looked exhausted.

“Oh, baby…” Sal said gently before he sat on the edge of the tub. He brushed the backs of his fingers over Buck’s hot cheek and frowned.

“I was gonna take a bath b-because everything hurts,” Buck started to explain, looking at Sal with sad, feverish eyes. “Then I got lightheaded taking my clothes off and…I decided to lay down in here.”

Sal nodded along, stroking Buck’s hair gently. He leaned into it like he was starved for the comfort of Sal’s touch. 

“Let’s get you back to bed,” Sal said. It was a place to start before he assessed Buck’s symptoms, if he’d taken medication, if he’d had anything to eat or drink in the last several hours…

“I can’t,” Buck said, closing his eyes with shame. “My arms and legs shake too much when I try to lift myself up.”

Tagged by @nine-one-wanton Here is a little snippet of a Sal/Eddie 5+1 I’ve got cooking.

But tonight, Eddie had invited him in with confidence. He’d opened a bottle of wine and sat right up against him on the couch. He’d taken off Sal’s shirt first and then his own.

Sal was trying to keep his expectations in check but it was getting…harder.

Eddie reached for the button of Sal’s pants. “Is this okay?” he asked, brushing his lips over Sal’s jaw.

“Abso-fuckin’-lutely,” Sal said roughly, then cleared his throat. “I mean, if you’re sure.”

Eddie chuckled, his lips vibrating against the hinge of Sal’s jaw. “You don’t have to be so careful with me.” Eddie said, then kissed behind his earlobe. “I’d actually like it better if you weren’t.”

Sal liked the sound of that.

Sal Deluca/Eddie Diaz | 1722 words | Rated T

Summary: Sal's birthday is coming up and he isn't looking forward to it.

Read on AO3, excerpt below

Sal sat at the kitchen table, pointedly ignoring the repeated buzzing sound of text notifications coming from his phone, which was face down on the counter, over by the sink. He pushed his unsalted scrambled egg whites around on his plate and sighed at the dry wheat toast beside them.

What a depressing fucking breakfast.

But the doc had said his cholesterol was too high or some shit and he wasn’t getting any younger.

Like he needed the reminder.

“You know, you can turn the notifications off completely,” Chris said, glancing up from his cereal.

“Yeah but then I’ll never figure out how to turn them back on,” Sal said, forcing himself to eat a bite of eggs before they got cold and worse. He tried not to gag and washed it down with a swig of too-hot coffee that burned his tongue and the roof of his mouth.

Maybe that was the trick. He could burn his taste buds to shit, then he couldn’t tell how terrible everything tasted.

“Well, I can help if you want,” Chris offered, but Sal shook his head.

“Nah. Thanks though, kid. I’ll just wait it out. They’ll stop eventually.”

Chris shrugged and focused on his own phone, which Sal was pretty sure Eddie didn’t like him to do at the table while he was eating.

Sal hadn’t been living with them long and he was still trying to navigate what exactly his role was as far as Chris was concerned. He still kinda wanted the kid to like him, he supposed. But if it was one of his niblings he’d have snatched the phone and tossed it elsewhere by now.

Sal just deeply focused on gagging down his egg whites, bristling the more his phone buzzed.

“Chris, off your phone,” Eddie said as he walked into the kitchen.

Buck/Eddie/Tommy | Rated E | 4,825 words

Turn Up the Heat BT+ Prompt Meme fill for @frogsinflannel

Prompt: Buddietommy silly drunk vacation sex !!!!!!! either established relationship or they’re just realizing things. bonus points for Tommy in the skimpiest suit possible and Eddie being like I Must Not Perceive the Bulge (and then perceiving it with his mouth later amirite)

Excerpt below. Read it all on AO3.

Eddie lay on a float in the pool, staring up at the blue sky through his Ray-Bans. He sighed happily.

It had taken a few days into vacation for him to fully relax. Buck and Tommy had seemed to settle into the routine a lot faster. While Eddie had woken up before the sun on the first morning, Buck and Tommy had stayed in bed all morning.

He’d wanted to relax. He just…didn’t know how. Eddie couldn’t remember the last time he’d been free of responsibility.

But after a few days of exploring the island, good food, and great sex - he’d finally found his groove.

Buck had put together an itinerary for their week. It wasn’t packed, thank god. Just organized. And today their entire plan was to hang around their rental house, swim in the pool, and drink cocktails. They had big plans to cook steak for dinner and that was about it.

Life was good.

Music started playing over the outdoor speakers - something fun and nostalgic from their younger years. Well, his and Buck’s anyway. Tommy was probably a few years into his army service when this song came out.

“I got it!” Buck said triumphantly, having been trying to connect to the Bluetooth all morning.

Eddie should have been suspicious when Buck went suddenly quiet. He couldn’t hear the slap of his bare feet on the pool deck over the music. All he heard was the shout, which didn’t give him enough time to prepare.

“CANNONBALL!”

A wave of water pushed Eddie’s float toward the other side of the pool while a huge splash soaked him entirely.

“Buck!” Eddie shouted. He sat up, straddling the float, legs dangling into the water. He put his sunglasses on his head and wiped his face.

Buck surfaced with a big grin, clearly proud of himself.

Eddie couldn’t really be mad. Not when Buck was so god damn cute. But he did smack his hand against the pool’s surface, splashing Buck in the face.

“Hey!” Buck sputtered. He narrowed his eyes at Eddie before the playful grin spread across his lips again.

“What are you-“

Buck launched himself onto Eddie’s float, submerging it. Eddie tumbled off and into the water.

When Eddie came back up Buck was right there, greeting him with a wet kiss.

“You’re so annoying,” Eddie said affectionately, sliding his arms around Buck’s neck.

Buck’s smile didn’t waver. “I love you too.”

Eddie laughed and shook his head, then gave Buck another kiss. Affection was so natural between them now it was hard to remember a time they weren’t like this.

Eddie wrapped his legs around Buck’s waist, easy to do as they were chest deep in the water. Buck gripped the outsides of his thigh while they kissed each other breathless.

“Hey,” Buck said while Eddie detoured down his neck. He smelled like sunscreen and pool water. He smelled like summer vacation.