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“Another body found in Griffith Park today–” Taylor Kelly’s voice projects into the living room from the television, five o’clock news playing, and Eddie scowls, turning it off and tossing the remote onto the coffee table in front of him.
Eddie doesn’t want to think too hard about it, especially when his phone lay next to him, full of ominous messages from an unknown number.
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Eddie’s descent into love and obsession with a serial killer. (They just fuck nasty about it tbh)
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15 Oct 2026
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“What are you asking?”
“I think you already know,” Buck says, smugly.
Eddie stares at him. “I think you should assume I don’t.”
Huffing a laugh through his nose, eyes bright, Buck looks at Eddie with his bottom lip caught between his teeth. The moment drags on long enough to make Eddie’s stomach clench with something that feels dangerously like arousal.
“Okay, then. I’ll spell it out for you.” He leans in, just a fraction, close enough that Eddie can see the flecks of darker blue in his eyes. “I’m asking what you’re doing later.”
“Going home,” Eddie deadpans. “With my son. Who attends high school.”
“After that.”
“I don’t—” Eddie shakes his head, a laugh scraping out of him that sounds more panicked than amused. “How old are you? And don’t bullshit me.”
“How old do you think I am?”
Eddie scans his face, searching for any signs of maturity he can cling to. He could pass for mid-twenties.
Eddie needs him to be mid-twenties.
“Twenty-five,” Eddie says. Hopes. Prays, almost, and Eddie hasn’t prayed in years.
“Twenty-one.”
“Oh my god.”
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Eddie gets more than he bargained for when touring colleges with Chris.Bookmarked by Hydrangea_0
13 Oct 2026
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"Hi I'm Anania! This is Gaydar! Today I'm here with—"
"Buck!"
"What is the gayest drink?"
Buck flushes red before a cocky smile grows on his face, "Semen?"
Anania bursts out into laughter, "Can I see you in my office for a moment?" Buck nods, and they both turn and lean in close, "You can't be funnier than me on my own show, alright?"
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the buddie gaydar fic absolutely no one asked forBookmarked by Hydrangea_0
13 Oct 2026
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Going through multiple near death experiences leaves scars. Going back to work was supposed to make everything magically better, yet Buck still finds himself struggling with his mental health. His need to be accepted.
He struggles alone. Until he can't hide it anymore.
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11 Oct 2026
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“And,” Hen tacks on, rolling her eyes from where she’s leaning against Chimney, “Buck’s never confirmed it, but y’know, that name is not because he’s a firefighter,” Hen wiggles her eyebrows at him and slowly holds her hands up, placing them a good seven or eight inches apart, insinuating something with the position.
It takes Eddie an embarrassingly long moment to realize Hen is holding up what they believe Buck’s dick size is; however, the only thing Eddie can think about is how wrong they are.
He knows what Buck is packing in his pants—a false alarm of anthrax exposure hitting Buck and Eddie had revealed certain things to the brunet after being hosed off in an opaque tent completely naked next to his best friend—and it isn’t a dick. No, it’s something that absolutely haunts his dreams—so often, it was why he and Ana had broken up. He couldn’t stop thinking of the soft, pale pink pussy that’s fat and powdered with a thatch of neat blond curls his friend hides.
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or; i, yet again, push my "buck has a pussy" agenda because i love free will
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- Part 11 of mutlifandom works by tired (sparkles)
- Part 4 of buddie by tired
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10 Oct 2026