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Hello, and welcome to the Summer of Buddie Fic Rec Extravaganza!

Over the course of fifteen weeks, we'll be celebrating Buddie fanfiction in all its forms: getting together fics, alternate universes, outsider POV, canon divergence, long fics, hidden gems, and everything in between. Every Thursday from June 18th through September 24th, a new themed rec list will be posted featuring fan-submitted fic recommendations centered around Buck and Eddie. 

This event is designed to celebrate the incredible variety within Buddie fandom. Whether you love emotional hurt/comfort, soft domestic fluff, massive slow burns, weird little one shots that changed your life forever, or underrated fics that deserve far more attention, there is a place for all of it here.

Participation is simple:

Each week has its own theme and submission form, and anyone can recommend fics for that week's prompt. You can recommend your own work or someone else's, submit one fic or twenty, participate every week or only once, and rec old favorites alongside brand new discoveries. The goal is to spread love around the fandom and highlight as many incredible creators and stories as possible.

Submission forms will be open two weeks before the list is published, and will close on the Wednesday before.

The rec lists will include fic title, author, rating, archive warnings, word count, a short summary, and the recommender's comments where provided. 

Themes are intentionally broad and open to interpretation, so don't be afraid to get creative with your submissions. Works in progress, explicit fic, dark fic, podfics, alternate universes, and pre-canon stories are all welcome provided they are properly tagged and submitted in good faith. 

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Whether you've been here since season 2 or just discovered Buddie yesterday, we're excited to have you here. Happy reading, happy reccing, and welcome to the extravaganza!

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thanks so much to @exhausteddiaz for tagging me! it’s been a little while since I’ve had anything to share, but I’ve decided to try my hand at writing omegaverse so pls enjoy some nesting omega eddie 🫶🏻

And things like that just kind of keep happening.

Chris complains that it’s getting warm and he doesn’t need the extra quilt on his bed, and instead of taking it off and putting it in the laundry so it can be washed and put away with the other linens until it’s needed again next winter, Eddie adds it to the growing pile in his bedroom.

Buck spends the night on the couch and Eddie adds his borrowed blanket and pillow to the heap, insisting to himself that this is simply just a mountain of laundry he needs to get around to. He’ll take care of it all on their next off day.

It gets a little harder to shrug off his new kleptomaniac tendencies when the water to Buck’s street gets shut off unexpectedly and he comes to Eddie’s still sweat damp from his morning run and pleading to use his shower—offering to take Chris to school afterwards as if Eddie would need some kind of bribe in exchange. Like a respectable guest, Buck adds his briefs, running shorts, and tank to the hamper in the bathroom, and like any normal sane person Eddie does not huff them, but does remove them and add them to The Pile.

Huh, so weird.

The Pile has actually started to take a certain… shape. Sort of circular, an indent in the middle—pillows, blankets, and clothing woven together into borders.

Okay, so Eddie does know what’s happening here. He’d have to be a complete idiot not to. It’s just easier to pretend. That’s always his go-to move. Simply pretend this thing that is happening to him is not happening to him. Truthfully, it does not have a very high success rate, but that’s not going to stop him!

It’s a nest.

He’s constructing a nest in his bedroom.

i've collected a few tags over the past couple of weeks, so thank you to @coldbam @betanoiz @zinnydark and @iwasraisedfromperdition 🫶 not gonna lie, i'm around the halfway point with this one, and i'm STRUGGLING!!!!! hopefully sharing some more will knock me out of this rut.

so here's another snippet of my fic where buck vets dates for eddie in increasingly explicit ways and they're both super normal about it:

God, Buck is nailing this wingman thing. He tells Eddie as much the next morning over omelets in the firehouse loft. “You’re gonna love her,” Buck announces, waving his fork in Eddie’s direction. Eddie chokes on his coffee, slamming his mug down so hard, some sloshes over the side and puddles on the table. “L-love?” He coughs a few more times, and Chimney raps him on the back as he walks up. “Who’s gonna love what?” Chim asks with a pop of his gum. “O-okay, maybe not—maybe ‘love’ was too strong a word.” Buck holds up his hands in surrender, hoping that’ll stop Eddie from aspirating any more of his latte. “Like. You’re really gonna like her.” “And again, I ask,” Chimney cuts in. “What are we talking about?” He looks at Buck, pointing a finger in his face when no one responds. “Spill, Buckley.” “Nothing, I just.” He pauses, eyes cutting to Eddie who’s now making a confusing gesture Buck doesn’t know how to interpret. There’s a lot of arm flailing. “I had this date last night.” Eddie lets out a long sigh and buries his face in his hands. “Oh, this is gonna be good.” Chim rubs his palms together like he’s settling in for a crazy story.  “No. It’s not—whatever you’re thinking, it wasn’t that. It’s for Eddie.” Chimney’s gaze narrows. His head swivels between Buck and Eddie at least four times before he manages, “Wait, what?” “For Eddie. I went out with this woman last night, Nina—” Buck says her name pointedly, and Eddie groans behind his fingers. “And I think you’d really like her! She’s a physician assistant, so you guys have the medical field thing going on.” Eddie balls up a fist and thumps it to his forehead, wincing when he makes contact. All right, well. If that doesn’t do it for Eddie, then… “Oh! A-and she’s a big Lakers fan. She could probably get you into a game! You know, if, uh—if her boss is cool with it.” Another thump.  “And she’s a good kisser!” Shit. He didn’t mean to say that in front of Chim. Eddie’s arm drops, his features creasing in a way Buck can’t read. “You kissed her?”

Rated E | 11.5k | Madney x Eddie

(technically a part 2 to my madney x henren fic but can be read as a standalone)

After the auction, Eddie asks for a favor. Maddie has a better idea.

"You ever hear of a hall pass, Eddie?" Maddie asks, sipping the dregs of the glass of wine she's been nursing all night. "Yeah, of course." Him and Shannon had joked about them a lot back in the day; hers was Daniel Radcliffe, his had been Rita Moreno. They'd both agreed on Ricky Martin. (The last time they'd slept together, she'd mused that they should add Buck to their joint list. He tries not to think about it in relation to everything that came next.) "You tellin' me I'm on your list?" he continues. "Ours. It's a pretty hard one to get on." Maddie winks. That makes Eddie sit up straighter; the couple watches his every move carefully. "Chim?" Eddie asks in confirmation. "I didn't know you were..." "I'm flexible," he shrugs when Eddie doesn't finish. "In more ways than one. Want me to prove it?"

Read on ao3

Ty to @princessedmundo for the beta!!! Tagging some interested people - thanks for your excitement keeping me excited about this one :)

The half-circles are called zaï! They're a traditional farming practice in the Sahel desert, and their introduction + reintroduction can be largely credited to Yacouba Sawadogo, the man linked above! He reintroduced and innovated on the zaï on his own farm in the 1980s, and did extensive outreach (along with scientist Mathieu Ouédraogo) to encourage other farmers to adopt them as well.

He also promoted the use of cordons pierreux, which are basically just lines of rocks to reduce erosion, preserve sediments, and increase water absorption.

2K words | explicit kitchen sex | established but new relationship | dom/sub undertones | rough oral sex | under-negotiated kink | fluff and smut

seek the roses along the way [on AO3]

So Eddie's got a thing for Buck in the kitchen. It's not—whatever, it's not a kink, no matter how Buck likes to tease him, he just likes it. He likes watching Buck experiment, he likes sitting on the counter and taste-testing whatever it is he's working on, he likes watching Buck's intent focus outside the field, the way he's so comfortable and content in that space. His own kitchen, or Eddie's, or the kitchen at the station, it doesn't really matter. It's nice to see Buck settle in someplace where he feels at home.

They're at Eddie's this time, Buck having slept over, which is new enough to be thrilling. This is all new enough to be thrilling, really. It's been less than two weeks since Eddie kissed Buck in front of his kitchen sink, heart thudding fast, eager and terrified; since Buck kissed him back.

They haven't exactly been taking it slow, but it's all still new. Chris knows—hard not to, since it's not like Eddie was going to let Buck sleep on the couch now—but nobody else. It's not a secret, not exactly. It just feels like something precious to hold closely between the two of them for a little bit.

Madneddie | Threesome | E | 8.3k |

Chimney gets a birthday surprise

"You really like that mustache, huh?" Maddie asks in amusement when she catches a glimpse of Eddie's face on Chimney's phone. Again.

It feels like that's all she hears about nowadays.

If it's not a side by side comparison of Eddie and some random eighties celebrity it's a comment about how distinguished and handsome the mustache makes Eddie look, or Chim asking her if she thinks the mustache is as soft as it looks—it is, at least according to Buck, and she definitely doesn't want to know how he knows that.