#buddie urban fantasy

[exhuastedpigeon]

Feels Like Magic A Buddie Urban Fantasy AU

Rated: T | Buddie | Chapter: 9/9 | 47k - NOW COMPLETE

“You used too much magic again,” Buck’s voice was quiet as he spoke, but he knew Eddie heard him. “You’re alive,” Eddie’s eyes were closed, but Buck knew the look Eddie would be giving him if they had been open. It was the same look Eddie had given him when he had said ‘because, Evan, you think you’re expendable but you’re not’. It was a look that made Buck feel truly and completely seen in a way he never had before. “There’s no such thing as too much if it saves you.” “Go to sleep,” Buck said, because if he left himself say anything else he’d be telling Eddie he loved him and he didn’t think in the bunk room at two in the morning after an exhausting call was the right moment, but then again, Buck was pretty sure he’d be taking that secret to his grave. -- An urban fantasy AU where most things are the same, except there's magic and supernatural creatures

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[anim-ttrpgs]

"Are You Thinking What I'm Thinking," investigator Trait from Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy.

[forestmossling]

… they said. you know. like a liar

because this is a prime example of “non-english speaker who writes a work that blows your mind” phenomenon. i will be now using it as a future reference, thank you.

because WHAT THE HELL?? this is so good.

let’s be real, 9-1-1 is not a fandom abundant with unusual aus, so this is a treasure. i was fed, hydrated, given a good night’s sleep and a firm beautiful hug, thank you.

the characterization, the buddie relationship- all of it is chef’s kiss. i also really liked the way emotional states were portrayed and narrated here, literal fucking gold. there are a lot of very intense extreme emotions in there and the fact that they stayed so consistent and true to the characterizations and fit into a logical progressive arc makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. also, autistic eddie diaz, my beloved. but ALSO, demisexual eddie diaz, even more beloved and very well-explored at that.

i also LOVED shannon in this one and their relationship with eddie. and also, just in general, i loved the way all the little details tied together in one deep and full picture in this fic - christopher meeting buck before eddie did, buck researching other people’s coma experiences. i just love how many thought was put in the creation of this fic and it really paid off.

and the anticipation built before the real-life buddie meeting had me squirming and flailing my hands, i was so SO happy with how it had me on the edge of my seat. and the meeting itself - fucking beautiful. all of the work is, really.

but, above all, the premise and the way it was brought to life in this work had me absolutely hooked. i wish all the fic writers a very having mad interesting dreams that inspire you to write mad interesting stories.

also, eddie smelling like pomegranates was an absolute delight and one of my favorite details in this fic, i did not blink on this reference.

anyway, 9736362414167384926151316839/10, am HIGHLY recommending. i am hereby prohibiting the author from talking themselves down and downplaying their brilliance and skill, because this is amazing. eternally grateful to the author for having the courage to post the first story in their non-native language and leaving absolutely no crumbs, am eagerly awaiting the second part.

[moonwolfmedia]

when someone is at the door, the family canine will make sure everyone knows...

[thewolvesof1998]

I have 3 vampire ideas. Vam Buck, vam Eddie and both vampires, so I feel the struggle 💙🫂

Hi lovely 💙💙💙

Omg there are so many possibilities with them! Witch/Vampire Werewolf/Vampire even just Human/Vampire or Vampire/Vampire! I love vampire stories and AUs, I literally took a class in Uni that was about all about vampires cuz I love them so much. I'm surprised it's taken me thing long to even consider writing a Vampire/Urban Fantasy AU for Buddie. If you ever feel like writing those ideas please tag me, I will devour them!

[cap360]

So, part two of creating a story with help of Tumblr. So we got the fairytale we’re writing.

Drumroll

It’s Cinderella!

So now that we have the fairytale we need a twist.

[momoleesq]

Shadows of Valderia - Chapter 1

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“Go away, Ridley! This is a crime scene!”

“Wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t, Captain,” Ridley replied, looking at the belligerent little Gnome in the oversized police helmet.

“You're not allowed in 'em no more! And stop calling me that!” The Gnome waved his non-regulation billy club at Ridley indignantly while his other hand frantically competed in a losing game of keepy up with his helmet.

“Not allowed? Who says?” Ridley asked, edging past the diminutive officer.

“Cap'n said so!” 

“But you're the captain?”

“No I’m not!”

“So why do they call you captain?”

“They don’t!” The Gnome was almost beside himself. Gnommish sensibilities had no place for Ridley's brand of foolery. “I swear, Ridley, if you don’t scarper quick time, I'm gonna take this club and…”

“Is that angry fella the captain then?” Ridley asked, pointing over the Gnome’s head.

“Cap'n?” He spun on his little heels and snapped a salute so crisp he slammed his helmet down right over his face. 

Ridley strolled under the police line with the Gnome’s apologetic squeaks echoing behind him. He hopped up the steps of the bank, pulling his trench coat tight against the cold breeze. The normally bustling bank stood curiously still. Verdalia city’s finest wandered around the bank in their faded blue tunics, some making an attempt to look busy, while most sipped hot drinks and swapped colourful stories. Ridley skirted past two Hobgoblin bank tellers yapping in their guttural mother tongue while flapping reams of paper at the officers. Pixies flitted around everyone’s feet, sweeping around their shoes, their usually obliviously happy state carried an edge of agitation with it, as they sought to meticulously go through their daily routines despite the furor. 

“Pixie, point me to the master vault,” Ridley said to the closest Pixie. It turned its little lilac head and its vacuous deep blue eyes slowly faded back into reality. Ridley lit a smoke and gave it a few seconds to process.

“Down the hall sir... Right at the silver deposit... Through the arches… Down the stairs,” the Pixie murmured slowly. 

Satisfied it had done what was needed of it, it slowly drifted off again, mind elsewhere, an unconscious frown spread across its face as officers kept interrupting its sweeping pattern. 

Ridley tucked his chin in the collar of his long trench coat, eyed the increasingly curious officers, and skirted down the stairs into the depths of the fortress-like bank. The further he went into the labyrinthine structure of the place, the more decadent the furnishing and decorations had become; obviously this was a part of the bank not meant for plebs. There was less activity down here, only a couple of absent minded Pixies floating about their daily chores and a particularly ferocious little HobGoblin who eyed Ridley coldly as he swept past. Down two more spiral stairs and Ridley finally came to the bank's most fortified vault. Here the security became more ethereal than just locks and vaults. Bronze veins, laced with pure gold, ran down the steps, forming an old ward against invisibility charms. Ridley finished his smoke and flicked it into one of the dozen or so suspicious holes that lined the wall at strategic intervals. Ridley guessed, if you were a thief, that you would be able to whistle by running by the time you reached the bottom. His heels clicked down the pristine marble floor as he made his way to the mouth of the vault. Ridley stopped to look about; usually he would be dead by now, so this was all new to him. It would have been impossible to tell however, the same sardonic look of indifference hadn’t left his face in years. A colossal statue with a pulse stood at the vault's entrance, blocking his way, with a genial smile.

“Hullo Ridley!” the Troll waved happily, the movement stretching every seam in her police issue tunic.

“How’s it swinging, Walthram,” Ridley half acknowledged the Troll, and made to stride past her. 

“Oh but, Cap'n said youse wasn’t allowed in the crime scenes no more. Had a meetin' about it and everything.” Walthram scratched the shock of red hair that sprouted from the top of her head, trying her best to look apologetic. 

“Hmm, I heard. Don’t worry I’ll only be five minutes.”

“But I think...”

 “Don’t. Life's easier that way,” Ridley muttered as he walked past her leaving Walthram to chew over that piece of chunky nihilism. 

The vault felt cavernous. It was dimly lit with the odd glimmer of light twinkling on the heavy locks on steel boxes and chests that lined the walls of the vault. In the middle of all this hidden opulence stood a red-faced Dwarf and a harried looking HobGoblin in a crumpled suit. He wrung his bony claws meekly and whimpered every time the Dwarf took a breath between insults. 

“You useless scaly number crunching, yeller backed, green faced twerp!” the Dwarf barked, waving his stumpy arms in poorly contained fury. 

“It iz like I have told you, Captain” the HobGoblin mewled piteously. “It iz zuppozzed to be impozzible to break in to thiz vault!”

“Tell me then, what's that!?” the Cap'n cried as he pointed to a heavy gold wrought iron chest, its lid flapped open as if lewdly mocking them with its empty insides. 

Ridley strolled past the Cap'n and peered into the empty box.

“Leave him be Cap, stress a banker that hard he might wet himself.”

Captain Mallory was a straightforward Dwarf who had simply made the horrendous error of trying to 'better his situation'. Half a dozen decades of working the beat and he had somehow landed the misfortune of being in charge. This new found responsibility had in no way dampened the Dwarf's naturally incendiary nature, nor had it broadened his very narrow horizons. He was a direct creature, he dug all his tunnels impeccably straight, and he did not mince his words. 

“Ridley you beardless worm son! This is a damn crime scene!” he barked, spitting phlegm and chewed bits of tobacco.

“Funny, Gnome at the door said the same thing before his helmet blind-sided him,” Ridley poked around the box a bit, before wandering around the cavern craning his neck to get a view of the whole room.

“Walthram! You useless duck brained excuse for a statue! ” The Cap'n was one of those diabolically loud little creatures, the type that could rattle bones in a jellyfish. 

“Cap'n?” Walthram peaked around the door.

“What did I say about letting anyone into the crime scene!?”

“I was having an existential crisis, Cap'n,” Waltham responded sullenly.

Mallory, closed his eyes and muttered something under his breath rhythmically, while running his paving stone hands from the top of his head all the way down to the tip of his beards. A supposed calming tactic Dwarves used, it didn’t work but at least they tried. “Get outside you loose bag of rubble and help Corporal Kasj with his helmet! And I want this perimeter sealed! Air tight!” 

Walthram shambled off and left Mallory to round on Ridley, only to find he had slunk away to inspect the walls of the vault. 

“RIDLEY!!”

“Cap'n?” 

“What did I say would happen if I caught you poking yer nose into my investigations again?”

“Something to do with my nose and the place where the sun don’t shine, honestly Cap'n, you threaten me so often, who can keep track?”

The Cap'n blinked hard several times. It was the slow blink of a body struggling on the brink of understanding and violence. Ridley knew if he left the captain to boil any further his ears would start whistling.

“Relax Cap'n, I'm here on other business.”

“What other business?” he eyed the PI suspiciously. 

“Errr… Missing Persons.”

“Missing persons? This is a damn robbery!” Confusion and anger were regular bedmates in Dwarvish minds. “Listen here you jumped up pile of phosphorous...!”

“Pleaze gentleman, ze Diamond,” the HogGoblin interrupted. 

“Shut up!” the Cap’n barked.

“Captain Mallory?” 

“What!” He rounded on this fresh source of annoyance. A young officer with bright blue eyes, and an unruly mass of curly brown hair, saluted at the captain, snapping her heels together smartly.

“Oh err, Detective Sergeant Nairo, 'pologies.” 

“Got the reports from the area, officers have canvassed but no one seems to have seen anything, sir.”

“The street vendors?” 

“I’ve been here since dawn. No luck I'm afraid” 

“Damn street venders, blood out of a stone with those people,” the Cap'n grumbled.

“I questioned the Pixies...”

“Waste of time,” he grunted back. 

“They seemed spooked,” Nairo continued, unperturbed by the Cap'n's gruff retorts. 

“They're Pixies, they haven’t got enough brain cells to be spooked.”

“Aah, but Captain, they are very zenzitive creaturez! It iz all the dizrtruption, they enjoy patternz. Zpeaking of dizruption, I muzt open the bank az zoon az pozzible! Thiz clozure will be cataztrophic to our bottom...”

“Will you shut up about your bloody bottom line!” Mallory snapped. “The bank will open when I say it can open, and that might be in a decade or two if you don’t get out of our way!”

“And you are?” Ridley asked, sidling up to the empty chest. 

“Zimeon De Woolf, I am the manager of thiz bank.”

“Who deposited the Diamond?” 

“Err… it waz deposited late lazt night by a young counzil man, he zaid it waz on behalf of a third party, very huzh huzh. Pulled me away from zome very important work.” Zimeon huffed and polished his glasses as if the mere thought had riled him up. He blinked heavily, the bags under his eyes gave hint he wa a creature used to long days and late nights. 

“Ridley I told you to keep yer bloody beak out of this! And you… that’s something you should have probably told us!” Mallory wagged his finger accusingly at the bank manager.

“I did it’z in my ztatement!”

“Oh… is it?” Mallory muttered out of the side of his mouth to Nairo. 

She flipped open a little notebook and scanned through her neatly scrawled notes. 

“It is.”

“Do we have a name?” Ridley interjected. 

“We’ll ask the questions round here!” Mallory snapped at Ridley. “What was his name?”

“No zir, I’m afraid that is ztrictly confidential.”

“Now listen here you long streak of pus…”

“No zir, I mean I wazn’t given a name.”

“What?” Ridley and Nairo said at the same time. 

“Well I waz given a name, but not hiz name. He mentioned zome very… lofty peoplez and I knew better than to azk more. I’m zure you understand.”

“That’s not proper procedure,” Nairo said, a sharp scowl of disapproval on her face. 

“Procedure,” Ridley scoffed. “What time?” 

“Oh ummm…”

“1:30 am,” Sergeant Nairo replied, flipping her notebook shut with a clean snap. “And you are?”

“Nobody,” Ridley replied. 

“A damn pestilence!” Mallory barked. “This is the so called Private Investigator that almost tanked the Hemway investigation last year!”

“Bit of an exaggeration,” Ridley muttered. 

“Oh, you were the one who thought he was poisoned by the maid’s Yorkshire Terrier,” Nairo said, a smirk stretching the corners of her mouth. 

“That was a perfectly feasible theory,” Ridley snapped at her. “And don’t forget Cap’n, who handed you the Buxburry burglar and the Salington Slicer on a silver platter.”

“Those were flukes!” 

“You caught the Salington Slicer?” Nairo asked, her eyebrows arching. 

“Oh yeah. Single handedly.” Ridley said, smirking at her. 

“Only after he slipped out of that third storey window,” the Cap’n muttered petulantly. 

“And I even let you do the media for that case,” Ridley continued. “Got a big fat accommodation from the Mayor for that one didn't you.”

“Let me? Let me! I’m the damned police chief!” Mallory baulked, his face reddening again.

“Let’s not argue semantics,” Ridley said, waving his hand at him. 

“Wait, wasn’t the Buxburry burglar an 82 year old man?” Nairo asked. 

“You wouldn’t believe how fast that old bugger could run…”

“Err... Cap'n?” came a voice from the vault’s entrance.

The Cap'n looked to the heavens as if praying for the strength to deal with his life.

“Why did I ever leave the tunnels,” he whispered. “What now!?”

Walthram saluted for some reason and did her best drill response, “There's some Elves at the door... Sir!”

“Elves?”

“Elvez?”

Ridley looked up and raised an eyebrow in surprise. 

“Elves?”

“Elves outside?” 

“And the Mayor.”

“And the Mayor?” The cogs began to tick visibly in the Cap'n's mind. “Well let them in then you rock faced abomination! Why would you not let them in?” The Cap'n frantically waved at the troll, bobbing up and down angrily. The colour had drained from the top of his head to the tip of his red beard.

“You said to secure the p'rimeter,” the Troll responded moodily. “Done the best we could, but air kept getting in.”

“What!?” Mallory snapped.

“You said you wanted it air tight. But it was very windy and...”

“Shut up! Shut up! You thundering sack of... of... go get the damn Elves!” He ran his fingers through his beard agitatedly, grumbling curses about Troll mothers. 

“Looks like we know who the Diamond belonged to,” Ridley couldn’t help but smirk in the depth of the collars of his coat: things were beginning to get interesting. 

“Elvez, here? Oh thiz iz zo bad,” the banker whimpered. “I zhould maybe go, yez?”

“No,” Mallory barked. “Sergeant.”

“Should I go?” Nairo asked, snapping to attention.

“No! You stay.”

“Ridley!”

“I'll stay.”

“No you bloody well will not!” 

“Sir, the Elves are here.”

“Mother help me.”

[bamber344]

That struggle in trying to write a buddy-cop story without accidentally writing copaganda.

how can i clearly separate the magical detectives in Addison Project from cops when both are capable of making arrests (albeit in different capacities. The MAA agents aren't allowed to arrest non-magic people, while the regular cops still have free reign (it is recommended they leave the magical crimes to the MAA though, as they're the ones actually trained to deal with that))

I guess I need to think more about what the MAA as an organisation actually is and what purpose it serves in the world. The magic is kinda based in spirituality (in a very literal sense, it's nature spirits fusing with people at birth that gives them their magic in this setting) so perhaps i can incorporate that into the structure somehow.

idk maybe i'm just stuck between a rock and a hard place here and there's no real solution. Ima just write what i wanna write regardless.

[readingwithwrin]

The Lost Book of the White by Cassandra Clare and Wesley Chu | Book Review

Title: The Lost Book of the White Author: Cassandra Clare & Wesley Chu Publisher: Simon & Schuster Published Date: September 2020 Genre: Urban Fantasy, Paranormal Source: Owned Rating: ★ ★ ★ Goodreads Summary: Life is good for Magnus Bane and Alec Lightwood. They’re living together in a fabulous loft, their warlock son, Max, has started learning to walk, and the streets of New York are…

[cipheramnesia]

Mundane human protagonist is at a small coffee shop, asks to borrow an extra chair from a stranger with, "May I have this seat?" The mysterious stranger accepts, and neither is aware that, because the stranger is a fae knight, they are now bound together as partners on the formerly lone quest for the fae royal high rank plot contrivance's quest that they find the magic plot equivalent to the Maltese falcon. \

Sorta think an urban fantasy road trip / buddy comedy where the universe's laziest and most work avoidant knight in the history of the fae courts has acquired a very angry workaholic and rules obsessed equivalent of Navi from Legend of Zelda. The knight is just beyond terrible at understanding or remembering anything to do with fae laws, which is how they got stuck with the quest, while the mundane human is like a natural born manipulator of language who is absolute not going to spend a minute longer than necessary with some lazy slacker, nevermind die of old age waiting for them to get motivated.

Because they are bound together, they also cannot be physically separated by any significant distance. So, y'know. They have to share the same quarters, hotel rooms, tents... etc.

[exhuastedpigeon]

Feels Like Magic

A Buddie Urban Fantasy AU

Rated: T | Buddie | Chapter: 1/9 | 2.1k Updates Weekly on Wednesdays

The entire station is quiet when Buck jerks awake with the acrid taste of ash on his tongue, his breath catching in his chest like he’s drowning. It’s a feeling he’s familiar with, even if he’s never quite gotten used to it. He sits up in his bunk and takes a deep breath, doing the exercises that Maddie had taught him after his first vision over twenty years ago, though back then his parents had called them episodes. He sees a fire, which isn’t commonplace, but it isn’t the first vision of a fire in the last few months either. He breaths in again and focuses, trying to figure out why this fire is sending him a vision. Usually there’s a reason for Buck’s sight, even if he doesn't realize the reason until way down the road.  Once, seven years ago he’d gotten a vision of a helicopter crash that he didn’t learn the importance of until he’d known Eddie for almost three years, until he’d grabbed Eddie’s arm and pulled him out of the line of fire on a sunny street in LA. He’d known Eddie was in a helicopter crash, had known he was in the Army, but he’d had no reason to think he’d get a vision of Eddie years before he met the man. 

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I want to give a massive shout out to @rosieposiepuddingnpie who has been my cheerleader and sounding board as I've been writing this fic!

This is currently still a WIP, but the first four chapters have been completed and the outline is done, which is honestly half the battle.

[anim-ttrpgs]

Yo. Been really getting interested in Eureka recently, cause it looks cool as hell from what I've read, and also I ran a police procedural campaign a few years back that I'd like to bring back, but my choice of system back then for the type of game was bad (Savage Worlds). Likely gonna give Eureka a shot with it anyway, but does the game separate out the urban fantasy elements from the more realistic/mundane elements by how much? Like, do traits have seperate sections for non/fantasy and fantasy traits, or is it all just together? Is there anything else in the game that complicates running a campaign with no fantasy elements?

You can download Eureka from this link for free (we’d really appreciate it if you paid but payment is optional) and check it out for yourself, just in case you didn’t know!

But to answer your question, the urban fantasy stuff and the mundane stuff actually are quite separate in the book. You’ll find a few references to the existence of vampires and stuff in the mundane rules, but all of the rules for supernatural characters are found in the very back of the book, not mixed in with the other character creation stuff.

As for other complications, this isn’t exactly a complication with running a fully mundane no-fantasy game, but there might be a few small complications with running a police procedural game. Don’t get me wrong, I actually still think that Eureka is probably your best option for a police investigation campaign, but there will need to be a little tinkering. But that’s what I’m here for.

By default, Eureka assumes that the PCs are not cops, so it assumes that they don’t have access to all of the resources cops have when investigating crimes. Eureka assumes that the PCs don’t have the institutional power to make an arrest, to take someone in for official interrogation, to call for backup if they get into a bad situation, or to send forensic evidence back to the lab for analysis.

Now, the only one of these that I can think of actually causing any friction with the game itself is the part about sending forensic evidence back to the lab.

Making an arrest and interrogating someone would be easily handled by the rules as they are with no changes. For calling for backup, you could take a look at the “Heat” section in Chapter 7. That section is normally used for what happens if the cops get called *on* the PCs, but since it has mechanics to tell you how long it takes the cops to show up, you could just use those same rules to determine how long it takes for backup to arrive.

Sending forensic evidence back to the lab, well, we don’t have anything for that. If I had to make something up on the fly, realistically it would probably be like, the PCs bag the evidence and send it to the lab and then in 1D6 days they get the information back.

Of course if I were writing this into the rules for real, I’d probably spend hours or days on it coming up with some kind of system that determines the reliability of that evidence and how likely it is to be a false positive or false negative (because IRL forensic evidence is not nearly as reliable as cop shows make it look or as reliable as police would like you to believe), but i have Silk&Dagger to write right now.

And here's another link

[epicbuddieficrecs]

Weekly Recap | October 1st-13th 2024

Hope all my fellow Canadians had a good long weekend! Had a week from hell last week so I didn't have time to put up the rec, and it's even a bit late for today, but I did it!

If you know anyone who's not tagged, please don't hesitate to tag them in the comments!

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Siri, Call... by Tizniz/ @tizniz (Sickfic | 1,5K | General): Buck is sick and needs to call for help.

for thy true-love take by lecornergirl/ @clusterbuck (Outsider POV, Established buddie | 2K | Teen): OR: Chimney Han and the ethics of slipping your coworkers love potions

watch out, you might get what you're after by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Getting Together | 2K | Mature): Buck unintentionally woos Eddie. And then has a hell of a time processing the way he feels about that.

i hate accidents (except when we went from friends to this) by bellabrady (Getting Together | 2K | Not Rated): Or: How Buck and Eddie's first kiss leads to someone calling the police on them.

Put To Good Use by kittyeddie (PWP, BDSM | 3K | Explicit): Or, Buck and Eddie finally have a kid-free day at home, and take advantage of every second of it

At First Scent by Inell/ @inell (Urban Fantasy AU | 4K | Teen): When Buck visits Maddie, he meets Chris, a magic user needing his sister’s help learning how to use his powers. He also meets Eddie, Christopher’s dad, and feels a connection that he’s only ever dreamed of finding.

Bears, and Foxes, and a Three-Legged Bobcat by Tizniz/ @tizniz (Pre-Buddie, First Date | 4K | General): Buck and Eddie go on a non-date date to a wildlife park. Cuteness ensues.

Just Right by Inell/ @inell (Future fic, Getting Together | 4K | Teen): After getting injured on a call, Buck wakes up the next morning and tries to piece together what happened, accidentally changing his relationship with Eddie in the process.

to adam, from your ribs by justhockey (S8, Getting Together | 4K | General): And the thing is, Buck is so good at being alone; he’s been doing it almost his whole life. But when he’s reminded of the way love tastes, drizzled like honey on your tongue - the way it feels, like the warm glow of sunlight on your skin. That is when he truly aches. Not the breaking, because he’s done that a thousand times over. It’s the knowing that really does him in. The having, for just a little while, before it’s snatched away so quickly he can still feel the burn on his fingertips from trying to hold on.

Hall Pass by Inell/ @inell (Post-S7, Getting Together | 5K | Teen): After Buck and Eddie take Jee and Mara trick or treating, Chim and Maddie play a trick of their own to help Buck finally make a move on Eddie.

it's leading me on, every time we touch by lightyears (Post-S6, Getting Together | 5K | Explicit): Eddie doesn’t think anything of it when he reaches across the table to pile some pasta onto his plate, says, “Just my back. It’s been giving me a bit of trouble.” “You’re hurt, Eddie?” Bobby asks him, and Eddie’s sure that his intention isn’t to capture the rest of the team’s attention, but by way of being Captain, it happens anyway. “I promise, Cap. I’m good. But if it helps, I can go speak with a doctor, make sure nothing else is going on.” Chim chirps up: “A physio probably makes more sense than a doctor.” “Or an occupational therapist,” Ravi suggests, and Eddie’s sure it’s to stave off a Chim-Hen showdown. “Even a massage therapist would probably help.” And then Maddie says, “Buck used to be a massage therapist” and everyone goes quiet, heads all swinging in Buck’s direction.

sweet sunbursts of flesh pink magic by Underhung_Aura/ @eddiebabygirldiaz (Canon Divergent, Witch Buck, Sex Pollen | 5K | Explicit): Buck’s magic has always been a bit volatile. Jittery. Fluctuating. A touch reckless. Messy and bright and loud. Maddie says that a person’s magic is supposed to match the person themselves, that the form it takes isn’t happenstance or random, that it’s a reflection of your purest self, an extension of your soul that you can manipulate. Safe to say, Buck’s never cared for that assessment. or, buck has magic and eddie gets doused with sex pollen

Happy Accident by Inell/ @inell (Post-S8E01: Buzzkill, Friends to Fiances | 6K | Teen): When Buck gets some good news, he accidentally kisses Eddie, which leads to a conversation that changes their relationship.

Kissing On The Corner, Wait For Just A Minute by fruitsdoesnotknow/ @tayf-ghost (Secret Relationship | 6K | Teen): Buck and Eddie think they're so smooth. They're cool, calm, collected. Normal, in fact. Just two normal best friends. Nothing to see here. Nobody is convinced.

Does it bite at your edges? by noxeratum (Infidelity, Post-S7, Getting Together | 6K | Explicit): Eddie Diaz is so repressed that he thinks his jealousy is bigotry and feels bad about it.

Talk Dirty to Me by ameliahart (Post-S7, FWB | 6K | Explicit): In which Buck has recently ended things with Tommy, Eddie wants to explore his sexuality, and they decide to start sleeping together. As friends, of course.

Through the Looking Glass by jukoist/ @beforejuko (Post-S8E01: Buzzkill, Getting Together | 6K | General): Buck likes Tommy. He does! And he definitely isn't in love with Eddie. He's just... worried. Because Eddie keeps vanishing on Sundays, leaving Buck with the boyfriend he definitely likes as much as he should. Everything is fine. Or, a post 8x01 coda.

Basics, Understanding Basics by fruitsdoesnotknow/ @tayf-ghost (Post-S7, Getting Together | 7K | Teen): Chris gets sick, loses part of his memory, and reassures Eddie and Buck they can still kiss in front of him. That's really thoughtful of him, except for the fact that Eddie and Buck aren't dating.

🔥All The Things You Want From Me by giselleslash/ @gigi-gigi (Post-S7, Getting Together | 7K | Teen): “Can I ask you something?” Eddie shrugs. “Sure.” Tommy looks nervous, unsure. Tommy never looks nervous, or unsure. “Do you think Evan would move in with me if I asked him?” (Or the one where Eddie feels Buck slipping through his fingers and can’t let him go, so he tells him not to move in with Tommy and blows everything apart.)

My Carpet’s Got Crop Circles by fruitsdoesnotknow/ @tayf-ghost (Eddie & Karen, Getting Together | 9K | Teen): Or, five times Karen tries to use wine nights to get Eddie and Buck together, and the one time she didn't need to.

🔥Late Fines by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Canon Divergent, Librarian!Buck | 12K | Teen): Buck is a children's librarian at the branch closest to Eddie's house. When he gets himself involved in the lives of a cute kid and his handsome single dad, he gets a glimpse of what he wants in life. It might just take a few years to get it.

Eddie Diaz VS The Buck's Boyfriend Agenda by songbvrd/ @songbvrd (Post-S7, BuckTommy Break-Up | 23K | Mature): Eddie starts gathering information about why no one trusts Tommy. As he grows to hate their relationship more, he learns more about himself and what he wants.

🔥 ice cream before dinner by cloudydaisies (Post-S7, Getting Together | 58K | Teen): or, 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?

🔥 Any Other Way by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Canon Divergent, S2 | 102K | Mature): In a switcheroo alternate universe, Buck spends young adulthood in the military, while Eddie, who has no idea Christopher exists, spends his twenties messing around, finally enjoying freedom away from his family’s expectations. When they both end up in Los Angeles, at the 118, some things are different, and others will be the same in any universe.

WIP

Gentle On My Mind by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Canon Divergent, Shannon Lives, Buck/Eddie/Shannon | 5/? | 32K | Explicit): In which Shannon lives, tells a lie, and sends hers, Eddie's, and Buck's lives down a very different path.

🔥 go and kill, go and die by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Zombie Apocalypse AU | 9/14 | 40K | Mature): The 118 are a group of survivors in a small California town in the wake of a zombie apocalypse. For months they've been isolated and safe. But the arrival of some new players, the search for some missing loved ones, will shake everything up and put their little team in jeopardy.

Podfic

[Podfic] déjà vu by NC Pods (N0Connections)/ @n0connections // fic by peaktotheocean/ @peaktotheocean (S7E07: Ghost of a Second Chance | 10-20min | General): It is completely possible that Buck put too much thought into buying his couch. But Eddie can’t think of anyone else in his life who would buy a couch just so his kid would be comfortable.

🔥 [Podfic] With a Little Help From my Friends by MeggieJolly/ @meggiejolly // fic  by extasiswings/ @extasiswings (Post-S3, Feelings Realization | 10-20min | Teen): “You know…several of us parents get together once, maybe twice a month or so. You’re welcome to join us if you’d like. I can add you to the email chain.” Not for the first time that day, Eddie’s surprised. It’s not that he’s opposed, more that the invitation is unexpected. He’s not particularly social—when he is it’s with the team or with Buck or with his family, all of them in each other’s houses, in each other’s lives both at work and away from it. Outside of them… It occurs to him that he’s never really known how to make friends. [Or: Eddie makes friends outside of work and realizes that Buck might not, in fact, be just a friend]

🔥 as lucky as us [Podfic] by blackglass/ @blackestglass // fic by hammersmiths/ @henswilsons (Ravi POV, S7 | 20-30min | General): One of the first things Ravi learned when joining the 118 was to, under no circumstances, think too hard about Buck and Eddie’s relationship. But brother, they could try make his job easier. “I mean, I get it,” Buck’s saying, overhead, and Ravi’s knee-deep in literal human crap and even he can smell that shit from a mile away. “You and Tommy have a lot in common.” or, Ravi continually suffers as a third-wheel.

🔥 [podfic] baby, can i hold you? by All_I_Ask/ @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove // fic by fleetinghearts / @shitouttabuck (pre-Buddie, angst/comfort | 30-45min | Teen): Eddie’s eyes are squeezed shut, and Buck feels something inside him crack when this helpless, devastated sob wracks his body, eyelashes clumped with tears he’s not letting fall. “What do you need?” Buck asks again. “What can I do?” Eddie makes a frustrated noise. “I don’t know. I don’t know why this won’t stop.” or, eddie panics. buck holds him.

🔥 Heart, I Implore You [Podfic] by ReformedTsunderePodfics (ReformedTsundere)/ @film-in-my-soul // fic by @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (Vampire Eddie, PWP | 45-60min | Explicit): When Buck finds out his best friend isn't exactly human, he volunteers to help keep Eddie from dying. It's definitely just to keep Eddie from dying. No other reason. None whatsoever.

Re-Read

Down to the Bones of Me by giselleslash/ @gigi-gigi (Post-S7E10: All Fall Down | 5K | Teen): The morning after Christopher leaves Eddie gets in his truck and drives. Buck lets him go, and Eddie fights to come back for both of them.

[nellasbookplanet]

Book recs: angels

Want some cool fictional angels? Good news! Whether you prefer traditional winged angels, scary eldritch angels, possibly-human-angels, incredibly creative in-name-only-angels, angels separated from or exploring concepts of faith and religion, romance, horror, fantasy, or sci-fi; this list is sure to offer something to chew on!

For more details on the books, continue under the readmore. Titles marked with * are my personal favorites. And as always, feel free to share your own recs in the notes!

If you want more book recs, check out my masterpost of rec lists!

Historical fantasy angels

When the Angels Left the Old Country by Sacha Lamb*

The angel Uriel and the demon Little Ash have been friends for centuries, living and studying together in a small jewish community in Europe. But times are changing, and many of the community have left for a new life across the sea. When one of these emigrants go missing, Uriel and Little Ash decide to leave their peaceful life and go find and, if needed, save her.

A Master of Djinn by P. Djèli Clark

Set in an alternate 1910’s steampunk Cairo, where djinn and other creatures (among other things, creepy steampunk angels) live alongside humans. We get to follow an investigator as she races to catch a criminal using a powerful object to control djinn and stir unrest. Fantastically creative and fresh, and also features a buddy cop dynamic between two female leads as well as a sapphic romance.

The Angel of the Crows by Katherine Addison*

Sherlock Holmes retelling. After having been injured fighting a war against fallen angels, Doyle returns to London to survive on only a veteran's pension. To afford a place to live in the city, Doyle finds a housemate in Crow, and eccentric angel with a great curiosity for humans and a knack for solving crime. And London needs its protector - supernatural beings walk the streets, and a someone going by the name Jack the Ripper terrifies the citizens at night.

Modern day fantasy angels

Bitter by Akwaeke Emezi

Novella, young adult. Bitter is an art student in Lucille, a city on the brink. Injustice plagues the citizens and protests shake the streets, and Bitter doesn't know where her place his - whether to fight or stay safe. When her art calls upon a creature of bloody justice, she must ask herself just how far she’s prepared to go and what price she’s ready to pay for justice.

Daughter of Smoke and Bone by Laini Taylor

Young adult portal fantasy. Young Karou is a student in Prague, but she’s also a mystery. She fills sketchbooks with drawings of monsters, trades in wishes, speaks languages that aren't all human, and has hair that grows out blue. When strange signs start appearing around the world - handprints scorched into doorways by winged strangers - will Karou finally find out who she really is?

Angelfall by Susan Ee*

Young adult post apocalypse. Six months ago, the angels descended on the Earth - and brought the apocalypse with them. Between ruling street gangs and vicious angels, Penryn is just trying to keep her family alive. When angels fly away with her little sister, Penryn does the unthinkable: strikes a deal with an injured and outcast angel to rescue her.

A Madness of Angels by Kate Griffin*

Urban fantasy. Two years ago, sorcerer Matthew Swift was killed. Today, he woke back up. And he isn't alone in his body, but rather in the company of the blue electric angels, who lived in the telephone lines and are now experiencing the world for the first time through him. Now, he seeks vengeance not only against the one who killed him, but also against the one who brought him back.

The Fall that Saved Us by Tamara Jerée*

Cassiel is of angelic heritage, raised to fight and kill demons alongside her family. But Cassiel has left the hunt and her family behind, wanting a normal life. For three years she's built a life for herself, cut off from her family, but now a demon has found her, sent to collect her soul. Except, the demon isn't any more interested in following the orders of her family than Cassiel is. Can they work together to free themselves from the expectations placed on them? Sapphic romance.

Out of the Blue by Sophie Cameron*

Young adult, sapphic main character. When angels started falling from the sky, the world went mad. So far not a single angel has survived the fall, but that doesn't stop teenage Jaya's father from growing an obsession with catching one, going as far as uprooting the entire family to Edinburgh in hopes of finding one. Jaya, busy mourning the recent loss of her mother, finds his obsession pointless - until an angel crashes right at her feet. What’s more, it's alive...

Full on fantasy angels

Tread of Angels by Rebecca Roanhorse

Novella. During Heaven's War, the rebel Abaddon died and fell. Now, long after, what remains of his body is a valuable element called divinity, which is mined by Fallen, descendants of those who fell and the only ones capable of perceiving divinity. Celeste, a Fallen raised among the privileged Elect, is deeply protective of her little sister Mariel. When Mariel is accused of having murdered an Elect, it’s up to Celeste to find out what really happened and save her sister.

The Golden Compass by Philip Pullman

Middle grade. In Lyra's world, every person has a daemon: an animal companion who follows them throughout life. When children begins being stolen off the street, among them Lyra's friend, she must embark on a great journey to save him, taking her to the furthest north - and beyond. A note: the angels do not appear until the second book, however this trilogy is very much worth a read from the start.

Gunmetal Gods by Zamil Akhtar

Dark fantasy inspired by the crusades. Seeking revenge, Micah the Metal leads an army of men baptized i angel's blood against the kingdom that stole his daughter. It’s up to Kevah, legendary fighter, to stop him and save his people. But ever since losing his wife a decade ago, Kevah has lost his fighting spirit. To defeat Micah, he must find it within himself a will to live again. While featuring (scary eldritch) angels, they serve more as a driving background/world-building force than as actual characters.

Horror angels

The Unnoticeables by Robert Brockway

Angels watch over humans, but not to protect us but to solve us, seeking to make the universe more efficient and clean away the undesirable. Carey, a 70s punk, doesn't like the idea of being solved. Watching fellow punks disappear off the streets, he becomes embroiled in a dangerous conspiracy. Decades later, stunt woman Kaitlyn has her own encounter with the angels and their creations - as well an older punk who might have the answers she needs.

Hell Followed With Us by Andrew Joseph White

Young adult post apocalypse. The world has ended, and sixteen-year-old trans boy Benji is on the run from the cult that caused armageddon. Infected with the bioweapon they released to bring about the end, Benji is slowly transforming into something not quite human and desperate to find someplace safe. When coming across a group of surviving teens, Benji finds something new to fight for. No traditional angels, but it does play with the concept.

Angel Radio by A.M. Blaushild

Young adult post apocalypse. A week after strange and terrifying angels appeared, humanity is dead. Sole survivor of her town, teenage Erika is left wandering on her own. That is, until she catches an odd broadcast on the radio which lures her into the newly emptied world. There she encounters dangerous creatures, but also fellow survivor Midori, who has a cryptic connection to the angels.

Sci-fi angels

Archangel Protocol (LINK Angel series) by Lyda Morehouse

Cyberpunk. In a future where religion has become the law of the land and people spend as much time in cyberspace as in reality, ex-cop Deirdre has lost everything after having been accused of a crime she didn't commit. When approached by a man calling himself Michael and asked to solve the mystery behind the so called link angels - supposed angels who show themselves in cyberspace - Deirdre is given a chance at redemption and answers.

Archangel by Sharon Shinn

For twenty years, archangel Raphael has ruled over the lands, leading to corruption among both angels and mortals. Now the time has come for the angel Gabriel to become archangel, but first he must find his Angelica, a mortal woman chosen by Jehovah to be by his side. But his chosen partner, Rachel, has lived under oppression and fear, and she has her own ideas of what she wants - ideas that don't include Gabriel.

Terminal World by Alastair Reynolds

On a dying earth, society is separated by zones in which the laws of reality shift, allowing for different levels of technology and life. At the top of Spearpoint, the only surviving city, lies the Celestial zone, in which only angels can survive. Quillon, former angel who's had his wings removed and body changed so he can survive and infiltrate the lower zones, has been in hiding for years when he receives a warning that his former people are hunting him. Forced on the run, Quillon must leave Spearpoint for the dangerous wastes beyond, where he will discover ancient secrets of his world.

Space angels

Dust by Elizabeth Bear

In a dying spaceship, orbiting an equally dying sun, noblewoman Perceval waits for her own gruesome death. Having been captured by an opposing house, her wings severed and life forfeit, Perceval’s execution is imminent - until a young servant charged with her care proves to be Perceval’s long lost sister. To stop a war between houses likely to doom them all, the two flee together across a crumbling, dangerous spaceship. At its core waits Jacob Dust, god and angel, all that remains of what the ship once was. And he wants Perceval. Sapphic and asexual characters, however be prepared for kinda fucked up relationships.

The Outside by Ada Hoffman*

AKA the book the put me in an existential crisis. Souls are real, and they are used to feed AI gods in this lovecraftian inspired sci-fi where reality is warped and artificial gods stand against real, unfathomable ones. Autistic scientist Yasira is accused of heresy and, to save her eternal soul, is recruited by cybernetic ‘angels’ to help hunt down her own former mentor, who is threatening to tear reality itself apart. Sapphic main character.

The Genesis of Misery by Neon Yang

Space opera inspired by Joan of Arc. Misery Nomaki possesses rare stone-working abilities usually found among only saints and the voidmad. Not believing herself the be former and desperately not wanting to become the latter, Misery is trying to keep a low profile. Her attempt fails when the voice of an angel - or a very convincing delusion - leads her to become the centerpiece of a dangerous battle between two warring factions hoping to use her. Very unique and cool conceptually, but a little all over the place in how it handles its plot.

Bonus AKA I haven’t read these yet but they seem really cool

Dusk in Kalevia by Emily Compton

Toivo Valonen is a secret agent in more ways than one. An angel masquerading as human, he's acted as a source of hope for humanity in wartime throughout history. In 1960, he embarks on an undercover mission to Kalevia, allied with a rebellion against the government. In his way is fellow angel and rival agent Demyan Chernyshev, who’s working for the KGB.

The House of Shattered Wings by Aliette de Bodard

Having just barely survived the Great Houses War, much of Paris lies in ruins. Morningstar, founder of the House Silverspires, has gone missing, and something is stalking the people within the House's walls. Three people, a Fallen, an alchemist, and a man wielding spells from the far east, may be prove to be Silverspire's salvation.

The Worst Perfect Moment by Shivaun Plozza

Young adult. Sixteen-year-old Tegan is dead and i heaven. There, she's supposed to be reliving her happiest memory. Except the moment Tegan has been placed in isn't very happy at all. Guided by an angel, Tegan is brought through her past to understand what most matters to her. If she fails to see the happiness in her assigned memory, the consequences would be dire for both her and the angel.

Honorary mentions AKA these didn't really work for me but maybe you guys will like them: The Library of the Unwritten by A.J. Hackwith, City of Bones by Cassandra Clare, Hush, Hush by Becca Fitzpatrick, Sandman Slim by Richard Kadrey

[greykolla-art]

Can you draw urban fantasy?

Just a little bit, curious.

Love your art, by the way.

What an interesting question. 😂

I do have a KIND OF urban fantasy graphic novel, that I’ve been working on for 4 years with my writer buddy.

It’s got a lot of houses.

And sewer vampires.

And magic and blood.

That’s kind of urban fantasy at least.😂

[damsels-n-dice]

BIRTHDAY SALE

in celebration of my upcoming birthday, my game 'til it kills us is 80% off! that means you can grab it for just $1 for the next two weeks!

'til it kills us is a game about queer activism, community, and the mental health toll of constantly fighting to survive -- all encased in a urban fantasy setting and the wonderful buddy system. each of the game's nine playbooks is focused on a different negative emotion, which fuels that playbook's unique magical powers. will your characters succumb to the corrupting force of their magic, or improve their own life as they fight to help others?

the game is still in playtesting, so i'm also adding various purchase goals to sweeten the deal! my dream here is to get enough support for this project that i have to add even more goals beyond the first six:

at $3, this game gets a proper cover image

at $5, i'll write a PWYW lyric game next month

at $7,  'til it kills us gets a full formatting update (v0.4)

at $10,  i'll add 5 community copies 

at $15, i'll write a (fully-playable) PWYW game by the end of the year

at $20,  i'll write a setting + character companion book for 'til it kills us

if any of that sounds appealing to you, check out the sale at the game link above, or by going directly to my birthday sale page!