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Eddie caught sight of the man leaning against the side of his desk and immediately wanted to retreat to the relative safety of the hallway, back in time when he lived happily not knowing that Mr. Buckley was apparently some kind of male model masquerading as a third-grade teacher.
“Uh. Hi,” was all he managed, as his brain desperately tried to reconcile this person—this very tall, very broad, very hot person, Jesus fucking Christ—with the Mr. Buckley that Chris rambled about constantly, the one who loved Lord of the Rings and was an endless repository of fun animal facts. (Did you know a group of owls was called a parliament? Eddie didn't, not until last week.)
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05 Apr 2026
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A disappointing turn in Henry's life forces him to move back in with his parents. While he's getting his life back together, Martin suggests helping him with his work selling weapons at the local Renaissance Fair. Henry accepts, not knowing that his life is about to be turned upside down by a man named Hans Capon.
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04 Apr 2026
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The way the 141 became more than just a team. Includes Roach!
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31 Mar 2026
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He’s not ashamed of his lack of experience. It’s honestly not a big deal and he doesn’t understand why it would be to anyone else. He never found anyone he was all that interested in, so he didn’t feel like he was missing out.
Well, that’s not exactly true. He does regret not experimenting a bit now that a certain lieutenant has caught his eye.
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Soap won't pursue Ghost out of embarrassment for his lack of experience. His kind teammates help him out
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31 Mar 2026
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"Leave it," Eddie says, his voice pulled taut like a wire about to snap, tight enough to hum.
Buck looks at him, and Eddie’s whole body has gone so rigid he looks carved from stone, but Buck will ruminate on that later. But he can't exactly leave his phone under the seat for the next eight hundred miles, it's got his whole life on it, every stupid photo he's ever taken of Christopher and Eddie and Eddie and Christopher and, embarrassingly, just Eddie, so many just-Eddies, an entire hidden album of candids he'll never admit to because they constitute evidence of something he's been pretending he doesn't feel.
"I can't leave it, it's my phone. It's got— hold on, I think it slid under your seat."
“Buck, don’t.”
It’s as if Eddie doesn’t even know him, because Buck has never once heard the word don’t and responded with anything resembling obedience. So now he’s stretching across the center console with one hand braced on Eddie’s thigh for leverage, the other reaching blindly into the dark gap beneath the driver’s seat, and he’s aware on some level that his positioning is— that he’s essentially— that his head is—
He’s in Eddie’s lap.
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What's a little road-head between friends?- Language:
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30 Mar 2026