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“Run that by me again,” Athena says, pinching the bridge of her nose.
“Eddie Diaz, ma’am.”
“Eddie Diaz, as in Edmundo Diaz?” Athena blinks. “Six foot, firefighter, has big brown eyes like a baby sea otter that just lost it’s favourite pebble? That Eddie Diaz?”
“I can’t speak to the… otter comparison? But yes, Sargent Grant. Eddie Diaz confessed to stabbing Evan Buckley.”
“Confessed?” Athena repeats. “What do you mean he confessed?”
Or; Buck gets stabbed. Eddie mistakenly confesses. But what really happened?
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08 Nov 2025
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Waking up to find himself grinding against his best friends plump ass wasn't on his bucket list, and yet there Buck was, slowly rolling his hips into the gap between his boxer covered cheeks
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06 Nov 2025
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The team has all made amends with Buck...except for Eddie. Can he fix his mistake? Or is he too late?
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- Part 2 of Find Me
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06 Nov 2025
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Two months post-lawsuit, Buck is still iced out from the team. As he adapts to his new normal, the team realizes they made a huge mistake. Can the team fix things before it's too late?
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- Part 1 of Find Me
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06 Nov 2025
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The curly-haired man looked back through his windshield and found that he could barely see the street light that had now turned green. Eddie was right; he really shouldn't be driving in this rain for any longer than absolutely necessary. He drove carefully through the intersection, the pounding rain concealing the sound of the other car approaching until it was too late…
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03 Nov 2025
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“I’m tired of settling for people who just tolerate me. I want the next person I’m with to like me for exactly who I am. I feel like I deserve that, you know?”
Buck tilts his head to meet Eddie’s eyes, and there’s a soft, uncertain sort of vulnerability in his eyes. Eddie holds his gaze—finds he can’t look away as the moment swells slowly between them like a bubble, iridescent with possibility, something vague yet essential hovering just around the edges.
“You do deserve that,” Eddie says at last, his voice a little unsteady.
or: Buck’s dates keep finding things wrong with him. But Buck’s red flags are all green to Eddie.
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30 Oct 2025
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“Do you have a problem with heated blankets or something?”
Does Eddie have a problem with—yes, obviously he has a problem with heated blankets.
“We’re firefighters,” Eddie tries, attempting not to let on about his irrational hatred for an inanimate object. “We know better than to use heated blankets.”
Good, that was good. Rational, logical, excellent. Surely Buck will—
“Exactly,” Buck responds. “We’re firefighters. We know how to use them safely.”
“When I was a kid, my friend’s grandma had one catch fire while she was using it,” Eddie blurts out. “Is that what you want to happen to us while we’re sleeping?”
Buck snorts. “At least she wasn’t cold.”
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(Eddie hates heated blankets. Buck has a cuddly solution.)
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27 Oct 2025
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“You don’t have to,” Buck says quickly. “You could just leave it. Don’t look.”
Eddie glances up at him, and they both know without saying it that he isn’t going to let this go.
There’s no way he can look away now, not after seeing the way Buck reacted.
“Or maybe just not now,” Buck says softly, stepping closer, his hand settling gently over the screen like he can shield Eddie from what’s on it. “Maybe leave it for now. You’re not… Eddie, you’re not doing well right now. I’ve been so worried about you and this—” his voice catches, “—you… Eddie, please don’t. Just leave it.”
It stings to hear the worry out loud, even if he knew it was there.
He wants to do what Buck says, he wants to trust his friend and give him what he’s asking.
Buck never asks for anything.
Eddie moves Buck’s hand aside gently, giving it a brief squeeze. “Can’t do that, Buck.”
Or; After Christopher leaves for El Paso, Buck decides that he and Eddie should trace their family trees to keep Eddie’s mind occupied elsewhere. The results lead Eddie to face a family secret.
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25 Oct 2025
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Eddie stares at him — hair a mess, eyes shadowed, that faint line between his brows that only shows up when he’s worried about everyone but himself.
He exhales. “Just—take the bed, Buck. Please.”
Buck shakes his head. “No.”
Eddie groans, running a hand down his face. “You’re sleeping on the damn bed.”
Buck folds his arms, smug. “Make me.”
Eddie blinks. “Did you just—”
“Yeah.” Buck’s smile widens, equal parts challenge and mischief. “Make me.”
Or Buck and Eddie can't decide on who gets the bed so they do something about it.
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25 Oct 2025
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“So the briefs have padded sections that can be controlled with this little controller—” he says, showing it to him before putting it back in his lap, “—that makes them vibrate to create pleasure in different areas.”
“Are you seriously about to get me hard while we have dinner in this restaurant?” He asks in a hushed voice.
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Buck gifts Eddie vibrating boxer briefs unbeknownst to him until they’re out on an anniversary dinner.
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- Part 3 of S9 Promptfest
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23 Oct 2025
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“Here, why don’t we go out together tonight?” Ryan suggests, moving his hands back to his own chair, “We only have, like, one more scene left to shoot today then we’re done. I’ll take you to one of those karaoke rooms.”
“I just said —“
“I know what you just said,” he interrupts, “But it’ll just be me, and I’ll be singing along with you. It might help ease your nerves for when it’s time to actually get to that scene.”
Oliver takes a moment, flicks through all the tens of thousands of reasons why he definitely shouldn’t be spending time alone with Ryan, and then, because he’s weak, says: “Fine. But you’re paying.”
After Oliver expresses his concerns about the karaoke scene, Ryan takes him out to practice and get over his fears. Somehow, it just makes things worse.
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23 Oct 2025
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“I’m not talking about the job,” Eddie said quietly.
Wait, what?
“Okay,” Buck said slowly. “What are you talking about?”
“I'm gay,” Eddie blurted out.
Yeah, there was no way that Buck could misinterpret that.
The employee stocking the milk behind Eddie turned his head around so fast he could've given himself whiplash.
Buck gave him a look that said mind your business, Milk Boy. Milk Boy muttered something to himself before just shaking his head and resuming his task.
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or: buddie grocery store divorce: part twoBookmarked by Dgood1972
21 Oct 2025
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“I’m not saying he is or isn't. I’m asking how this attachment affects you. If you think it doesn't affect you, then that's how you feel. But—” He paused, taking a sharp breath in. It felt like he was trying to work himself up to a conversation he'd been wanting to have for a while, but Buck didn’t understand what he was trying to say. “Every session, you talk about him. You don’t only talk about him, I’ll give you that, but we’ve been here for forty-five minutes, and you’ve talked about him for thirty-seven of those minutes.”
Buck sank in his chair. “Are you trying to make fun of me?”
“Definitely not,” he assured. “You told me Eddie made two mugs of coffee this morning. You talked about that for thirteen minutes.”
Here’s the thing: Buck really loves Eddie.
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- Part 1 of doomsdayverse
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21 Oct 2025
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Bobby slaps both gloved palms against the glass. “What are you saying, Buck?”
Buck doesn’t reply. He won’t meet Bobby’s eyes. He bows his head a little, reaching for the latch on his helmet.
“Buck!” Cold dread spills into the sockets of all of Bobby’s joints. “What are you doing!”
Buck fumbles to release the lock, but he gets it on the second try.
“Put your helmet back on! Kid!”
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Embark with me on an angsty journey as we imagine a universe in which it was not Bobby who was infected with CCHF, but Buck. That means Buck was stuck inside with the team in 8x14 and 8x15 while Bobby was running around outside with Athena. And Buck didn't tell anyone he'd been exposed. Let’s assume everything else is the same. Oh, except no one’s dying this time because I said so.
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21 Oct 2025
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He felt like background noise. That’s what he kept coming back to. Always there. Always steady but easy to forget.
He was the hum of the fan in the room. The soft static people put on when they were trying to sleep. The thing you didn’t need, not really, but you got used to it. Found it comforting in a way you couldn’t quite explain.
Edmundo Diaz: white noise.
Comforting, reliable, forgettable.---
OR: Eddie’s always felt like background noise, but after Buck does something for him, he starts to realize maybe he’s meant for more - and maybe that “more” has been Buck all along. (set after 8x09 "Sob Stories")Bookmarked by Dgood1972
21 Oct 2025
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“It was almost you,” He finds himself saying, eyes still closed, mind caught on a frozen image. A still frame of Eddie’s eyes on him, a line of blood running between his eyes.
He hears Eddie’s surprised inhale and turns his head lazily, blinking at him. Watching the weight of the words sink into him.
Eddie frowns, shuffling to turn towards him fully. “What?”
The corners of Buck’s mouth rise, wry and bittersweet and trembling. “You were standing next to him,” he offers, voice cracking. “It was almost you.” He pauses, turns his gaze back to the ceiling and exhales slowly. “Again.”
Eddie goes still, body tensed and frozen, and Buck closes his eyes again.
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Or, the call with the space debris triggers the memory of Eddie getting shot.
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20 Oct 2025
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He doesn’t pay them much mind, though, his attention focused intently on Eddie—there’s an unreadable expression on his face. That doesn’t happen often. Buck’s spent years learning the language of Eddie Diaz, becoming fluent in every single look and expression Eddie could throw at him.
He doesn’t know this one.
“You like tulips?” Buck asks.
Eddie almost jumps out of his skin, startled—apparently so deep in thought he’d forgotten Buck was next to him. “Sure. Uh—They’re nice.”
Eddie’s cheeks flush a soft pink, his hands tightening on the handles of the reusable fabric bags as he shrugs a shoulder, attempting to take another step to continue on their travels through the market.
Buck ignores the instinct telling him to let it go, like he often does.
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Flufftober day 20: Tulips
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- Part 16 of Kryptonian Fictober 2025
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20 Oct 2025
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Buck has travelled so far, but always dodged almost any flight he could take, even if it would make his life easier. Eddie hasn’t pressed about it, but Buck has explained further that it isn’t even because he needed the Jeep by his side at all times, but it is because he has always despised flying.
It scares him, sure, but it also makes him feel ill. His stomach twists, his head spins, and he has to fight every urge to throw up. The first time he flew, he spent so long in the bathroom that the air hostess was genuinely concerned he’d passed out in there.
And Eddie, like he does with all the information Buck gifts him, folded it up and tucked it into the Buck folder of his brain for safekeeping.
Knowing this factoid, Eddie just thinks it’s a little ironic that Buck is dating a pilot.
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To be loved is to be known.
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- Part 15 of Kryptonian Fictober 2025
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19 Oct 2025
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Buck is pliant, both of Eddie’s hands on his neck now. His pulse thrums with every gush of blood. It’s so warm and Eddie feels so nauseous, suddenly.
But Buck is just looking at him. Just looking. “Eddie,” he says. “It’s— I think I’m okay.”
or: the malfunctioning robot cuts buck with a scalpel, but eddie is the one to spiral about it.
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18 Oct 2025
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It's not wholly fixed, but at least it's not quite so broken.
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And he’s suddenly just . . . exhausted. Exhausted by the song and dance. Exhausted by trying to pretend he doesn’t hurt like a bullet wound, doesn’t ache like his back after too many nights on the couch. (He and Buck never shared a bed when Buck lived with them. The bed feels too empty anyway.)
So when Buck says, “You don’t miss me,” Eddie says, “Yes, I do,” and watches surprise bloom on Buck’s face. And the fact Buck thought Eddie wouldn’t miss him, wouldn’t feel his absence like a phantom limb, like a promise broken, is frankly more upsetting than the absence of every touch. Eddie had thought Buck knew him like the back of his hand. Knew how important he is in not only Eddie’s life, but Chris’s. How important he is to Eddie.
Because maybe he’s got this paramedic thing down, and maybe he enjoys working with Hen. But it doesn’t mean he doesn’t miss how things used to be. Eddie came back to an LA that doesn’t have Bobby, and apparently also to an LA that doesn’t have Buck.
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18 Oct 2025