Beachdreamy
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“What’s that for?” you asked, leaning back into your comfy position on the bed. You nodded your head toward his hands. A… towel?
Even in the darkness, you could see the blush blooming on his cheeks and neck. Buck had a few different smiles that he filtered through and over the course of your relationship you had cataloged them all. The one on his face right now was one you were very familiar with – one that got your pulse racing – more of a boyish, crooked grin, that usually ended in a flurry of hands and mouths, a tangling of limbs, and comingling of spit and other bodily fluids.
The towel was starting to make sense.
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Or, you started your period and are having a bad day, Buck makes it better.
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“Oh yeah,” Chim whistles through his teeth, “He ever tell you about his sexcapades as Firehose? I think I speak for the whole of LAFD when I say I am glad that those days are in the past.”
“Firehose?” Eddie asks, eyebrow quirked. Even as he says it, he feels a little bubble of desire growing low in his belly. He tries to ignore it.
“Please,” Hen scoffs, crossing her arms and leaning back against the bright red side of the truck. The corners of her mouth are upturned in a sly way that Eddie knows means she has some good gossip. Usually he loves to hear Hen’s gossip, but right now he can only focus on that feeling in his gut, bubbling up higher and higher, and the thrum of anger still fresh and hot under his skin. “He still uses the name Firehose, just not when it comes to women.”
Eddie is, admittedly, a little stumped. So it’s only when Chim gasps, “He’s on grindr?” that Eddie understands what Hen is talking about.
Or: Eddie finds out Buck is on grindr and gets pissed
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“Told you,” Buck beams, “hockey’s my favorite sport. Though, judging by the looks of you, I think you may be a bigger Kings fan than me.”
“Maybe just a little,” you giggle, checking him out over the top of the bouquet. “But you clean up nice, Buckley – jersey or not.”
“So who’s this Kempe guy?” Buck asks, eyes narrowed at the name across the back of your jersey as you lead him toward the door. “Should I be worried about him?”
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In which you love hockey, you and Buck both overthink the one-month mark, and everyone teases Buck about expanding his vocabulary.
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“An alarm blared in the back of your mind – Logan was dangerous, feeling this way about him was dangerous – but you disregarded it. What was the harm in a little flirting, really? Or even more…
“And what, pray tell, did this Charles guy tell you to do with me?”
One of his hands wrapped around your wrist, and he smirked down at you, “I’m supposed to bring you back with me.”
Or: You’re a mutant on the run. Charles Xavier sends Logan to bring you into the fold. Things get a bit steamier than planned.
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- Part 1 of Feral Dogs & Bedroom Ceremonials
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“Glad I said yes to the $400,” Eddie comments, watching the flesh of Buck’s hip dimple under his pressing thumb, a red mark blooming under it in the shape of his digit. “What do you say to that, Buck, hm?” Eddie asks, the slick sound of his cock fucking through his fist echoing in the quiet, humid air of their bedroom.
Buck stammers out a confused u-unm, lips smacking as he racks his pretty, thoughtless brain. Ass up, face down, and already so fucked-out. He can see the moment the answer occurs to him, prompting Eddie to line his cock up with Buck’s entrance, thumb petting idly over the pulsing vein on the side of his shaft. “T-Tha-an…k yo-OU!” Buck stammers and barks out a sharp moan of pleasure-pain as Eddie snaps forward, burying his cock in his dripping cunt right to the base.
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or; eddie is bucks sugar daddy, and buck is his beautiful sugar baby
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- Part 38 of buddie by tired
- Part 1 of sugar 'verse
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18 Dec 2025
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Buck had thought the black mask that completely covers the top half of the guy's face looked silly, when he'd seen it on the news.
Now, with the man in front of him, he realizes why no one jokes about the vigilante's appearance. Even though he clearly doesn't perceive Buck as a threat, he seems like a mountain rather than a real person. All of his muscles look toned, and there's something dangerous in the set of his shoulders. Still, he offers Buck a small smile, one that kind of reminds him of Eddie's. He reaches his hands down to help Buck stand. It puts the man's biceps next to his face.
Buck swallows. Be normal when you talk to the hot vigilante, he thinks to himself.
"You know they make bigger shirt sizes, right?" he asks instead.
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OR: Eddie Diaz is Daredevil. His life gets a lot worse before it gets better.
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14 Dec 2025
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'You comfy enough there, bud?' says Eddie, coming into the bedroom to find Buck propped against the pillows, one under his bad leg, more pillows bolstering his arms, enough that he looks small, despite the 6”2” bulk of him.
'Yes,' Buck pouts, lowering his book, and he tries to sit up but he’s a little too buried in goose down and it just looks like he’s wriggling, a beetle flipped onto its back.
Eddie laughs at him and Buck flushes pink. They bicker about the pillows often enough, Buck has to have at least three to sleep, huge and plush, while Eddie is happy with two, medium firmness at most, but somehow there never seems to be fewer than nine pillows on their bed at any given moment. Eddie runs hot, all the time, but especially at night and he's constantly chucking pillows to the floor or shoving them to Buck's side of the bed. The best compromise is when Buck abandons the pillows entirely, wrapping his long limbs around Eddie, head resting against Eddie's chest.
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Buck has so many pillows on their bed and Eddie decides to use this to his advantage, putting Buck on his back and having his way with him.
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15 Nov 2025
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Buck mewls, the sound choked and gargled. Eddie’s thrusts remain punishing and mean; he’s fucking Buck like he genuinely doesn’t care for him or the way his hips smash against the edge of the countertop with each pound of his hips.
It’s rough, and heavy, and mean, but Buck doesn’t want it to stop—doesn’t want to utter the pleas to ask Eddie to be more gentle; he wants it. He wants this fucked-up mess they’ve found themselves in; he wants to be pushed and fucked into the counter till his hips are black and blue. He wants it all—deserves it, too; the punishing thrusts, the disinterest in him, the anger pointed at him that’s prominent in every thrust, and fuck, if it isn’t the best thing that’s happened to him in a while.
Even though it’s a dream.
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or; during the lawsuit, buck starts having dreams—it all goes downhill from there, or... does it?
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- Part 50 of buddie by tired
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10 Nov 2025
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Captain Buckley’s face creases, his expression disfavourable. “I’m, uh, not really into the whole Sir thing,” he tells Eddie, scratching along the slope of his grey-stubbled chin. “Still getting used to being called Cap, if I’m being honest. Most people here just call me Buck.”
“Buck?” Eddie repeats the name with the intonation of a question.
“There were three other Evans in my class at the Academy,” Captain Buckley explains, shrugging casually with the huge mountain range of his wide, wide shoulders. “Even after all these years, it’s managed to stick.”
OR: Eddie's probationary firefighter year at the 118, under the watchful eye and expert tutelage of Fire Captain Evan Buckley.
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