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“This is the most thought that anyone, of all time, ever, has put into adjusting a driver’s seat, Eddie.”
“Buck—”
“I’m serious. That rearview mirror has lived through so many angles and lives in the past six minutes that it’s about to start recounting its first-hand experience on the Titanic.”
Just for that, Eddie reaches up between them and tweaks the mirror again. A ray of sunlight hits it and bounces across Buck’s eyeline. Buck’s face scrunches up as he rushes to shield his forehead with one hand. It does not remind Eddie whatsoever of a small, bashful dog hiding behind its soft paw, because that would be deranged. He twists the mirror back into position.
“The Titanic probably would have gotten us to Nashville better than this truck.”
Buck’s indignant squawk rings out in time with the turnover of the engine as Eddie hits the ignition.
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Gay Thoughts: A New (Nissan) Frontier
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01 Mar 2026
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Eddie huffs and throws his hands out. “I don’t know what you want from me, Buck. Do you want me to say I hate it? ’Cause I don’t!”
“I want you to tell me the truth.”
“I am telling you the truth! I’m sorry it’s not apparently whatever it is you want to hear, but I can’t actually read your mind, and I don’t know what it is you want me to say. I like the house. I liked the party. I don’t like being treated like a damn stranger.”
Eddie sees the moment Buck’s restraint finally snaps. “Then stop making yourself one!”
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Buck hosts a housewarming party, everyone keeps asking Eddie what he thinks of the new place, and he can't figure out why it feels like lying when he says he likes it.
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01 Mar 2026
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"So," Buck says, sliding onto the seat next to Eddie while the auction winds down around them. "Mystery bidder. That's exciting."
Eddie takes a very deliberate sip of water. "Yep."
"You know who it was?"
"Nope."
"You don't even seem curious," Buck tries.
"Not really."
"Someone spent over two grand on you, Eddie. On a date with you. Like a date-date. With food and conversation. And you're just— what, chill about it?"
Eddie shrugs. The picture of nonchalance. "It's for charity."
"It's for— okay." Buck gapes. He’s got nothing. He’s standing at the door and Eddie has deadbolted it from the inside. "Cool. Great."
It is not cool. It is not great. Buck is aware that his definition of cool and great has always been somewhat flexible, but this doesn't qualify under any interpretation.
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Buck just wants to know who bid on Eddie. That's it. That's all he wants. He's being totally normal about it.Bookmarked by clinging_cake
28 Feb 2026
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i blinked and suddenly i had a valentine by MacksDramaticShenanigans for towardthesun
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
15 Feb 2025
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Jee thrusts the card out towards Eddie. “For you,” she says, cheeks dimpling as her smile turns shy.
It reminds Eddie so much of Christopher, when he was this age. So sweet, so earnest. His heart squeezes in his chest as he accepts Jee’s card.
And— it is just about the cutest fucking thing Eddie’s ever seen, honestly.
The card, clearly handmade, is shaped like a bumblebee. A yellow teardrop body, striped with crooked lines of black marker. Its head is shaped like a heart, with two pipe cleaner antennae sticking out, and this teeny tiny u-shaped smile and a pair of googly eyes glued to make up its face. The kicker, though, are the wings — two big, slightly misshapen pink hearts (clearly cut out by Jee-Yun herself) protruding from either side, each with a little message scribbled out in Jee’s loopy handwriting. The one on the left reads “BEE mine” and a grin breaks out across Eddie’s face, an amused chuckle slipping past his lips. The one on the right, though — it brings an embarrassing lump to Eddie’s throat as he reads, “Happy Valentine’s Day Uncle Eddie!”
Uncle Eddie.
Oh.
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15 Feb 2026
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Okay. Bobby can do this. He definitely can help Eddie and will help Eddie. He is just… a bit bewildered.
He hums, soft and sympathetic.
“Isn’t it possible that it’s just…”
God, Bobby really doesn’t know how to do this. Huffing, he finds the strength to go on.
“It’s just Buck?”
Eddie pulls a face, seems to think of it, then shakes his head. But the captain doesn’t let him reply. “Maybe it’s Buck sleeping with you that helps you? Not the bedtime tea?” He frames that as a question because he can’t tell the man how he feels.
“I’m not lonely, I don’t need to cuddle someone to sleep,” Eddie scowls defensively and Bobby can’t help the little smile that tugs at his lips.
“Not someone, Eddie. Buck.”
Eddie can’t sleep, buys an Oura ring, thinks that Buck is drugging him with bedtime teas, spirals and gets a boyfriend. In that order. While exasperating Bobby in the process.
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14 Feb 2026