PhoenixRising21
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He sighs, eyes finally meeting Eddie with a tinge of sadness burning the corners of his gaze, “I’m leaving tomorrow morning.”
Panic fills Eddie’s lungs as he leans forward from where he was laying back in the now uncomfortable lounge chair. No, he thinks, not yet. He can’t let go of this yet. He doesn't want to say goodbye yet.
“But I- I’ve really liked hanging out with you, Eddie. I wanna know you. I wanna keep knowing you. These last two days have been like… the most fun I’ve ever had, so I just—“ Evan lowers his voice to a hushed whisper, a sound so soft it could only be meant for Eddie, “I wanna make it easier to find you again.”
OR buck & eddie meet on vacation as kids. years later, eddie shows up at the 118.
Bookmarked by PhoenixRising21
17 Sep 2025
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This was so sugar sweet it made me SICK I’m in love and sobbing wtf
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"E– Evan, what are you doing here?"
Oh.
He realizes, then, that no one is coming. Not for him, at least. No one even noticed he disappeared.
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Buck is kidnapped by a serial killer. Only when Maddie is taken too, do his friends notice his absence. A race against time begins, and the killer has a headstart. But even if they are found in time, some wounds may take longer to heal than others.
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Bookmarked by PhoenixRising21
11 Sep 2025
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I am not mentally healthy enough to read this until it’s finished but you better believe the SECOND I get that completed email I will be calling out AND EATING THIS UP oh my GODDDDD IM SO EXCITED I NEED TO EAT THIS WHOLE FIC
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“Buck, I’m gonna need a lot more words here, buddy. Tie what for who?”
Buck sighs again, even louder and longer and noisier this time. “Eddie’s shoes,” he clarifies, through gritted teeth. “I—I usually tie them. For him.”
More silence, this time somehow more deafening. Buck inspects a stray line of grout until he can’t bear it anymore, then looks up for judgment.
Chim’s eyebrows are sky-high. “You’ve been tying Eddie’s shoes?” he repeats, strangled and high-pitched. “Regularly?”
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or: buck, eddie, and the intimacy of a properly-tied shoe.
Bookmarked by PhoenixRising21
25 Jun 2025
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What if my queer little heart just SHATTERS from sweetness??? Read this again you goose I know you’re looking at your bookmarks bc you’re sad again
-September me thanks and also is offended by June me, I am sad again and this was even better on the second read. Same message to you, future me.
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“So,” Eddie said, voice light, “what’s good today?”
Buck didn’t even look. He reached beneath the counter, grabbed a small white bag and the to-go cup of juice he had ready before sliding it across to Eddie. “You want the apple turnover. Some orange juice too.”
Eddie blinked. “How’d you—”
“You always glance at both of them but never pick them. Thought I’d make the call for you today. Start your day off with some joy.”
His eyes lingered on Buck. “Always do.”
Or Buck owns a bakery, Eddie gets a little sweet treat every day, and they learn what joy is.
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17 Feb 2025