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“Chim?” Buck yells loud enough that it bounces off a few cars. “Chim, like, Chimney? You have a crush on… Chimney? As in my sister’s husband?”
Eddie recoils, startled. “I thought you said you knew?”
“I… I…” Buck isn’t sure what to say. This changes everything—the entire day rewrites itself, and he sees every single fucking interaction: Eddie fawning over Chimney in the gym. The counter. The calls.
It was never about Buck.
“He’s fucking married, Eddie.”
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Eddie's got a crush, and Buck's handling it as expected.
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“You got hard,” Eddie says simply. “I saw it…” Then, with this purse of his mouth, this raise of his eyebrows. “I felt it.”
“Jesus.” Buck can’t breathe. He stumbles a few steps back and ends up on a wall, still staring at Eddie, in his bedroom, looking shadowed and sinuous. “That doesn’t… okay, what is going on here, Eddie?”
“You tell me,” Eddie answers, all husky, and fuck—it roars through Buck, builds in the center of him until he’s on fire.
This isn’t normal. This isn’t Eddie, and yet, Buck’s throat is dry, and his dick is hard, and all he can think is that he wants it. All he can think is that he doesn’t know how to fight this. Doesn’t know how to say no to it.
All he can think is that he wants Eddie.
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Buck's new house is creepy, and Eddie's acting weird.
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Eddie’s shoulders drop as he slips the gloves back on with practiced diligence. “Sorry, it’s not—it’s not you. My, uh… when I touch people sometimes, a lot of times, people get hurt.”
“Get hurt?” Buck echoes.
Eddie swallows and flexes his hand. “Yeah, i-it’s hard to explain, but it’s bad. It’s not… always. It’s gotten better, and if I’m concentrating, usually I can keep it from—but then if it lasts too long, or if I get distracted or startled… it’s just better if there’s no touching.”
“You know,” Buck tries, all easy, “I am pretty good at getting hurt.”
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buck and eddie end up on a very unorthodox roadtrip
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“You didn’t tell me your agent’s name was Dick,” Eddie says, halfway to a laugh.
Buck tries to force a smile onto his face, but it won’t come. “Yeah, he didn’t mention that before. Apparently, that was info he only wanted to share with you.”
“Oh, weird,” Eddie says, like it’s not worth thinking about. “Still funny, though.”
“Hilarious,” Buck says as he pulls into the street and Eddie types in the next address.
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The problem isn't that Buck's real estate agent is into Eddie or that Eddie seems to like it; it's a matter of professionalism.
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“I met a lady on the call the other day, the one I pulled out of the other unit… she said she was psychic and then started talking about granting wishes. It all sounded so ridiculous, but I-I think she did something to me. I know I sound crazy, but I think I have to do whatever people tell me to.”
Buck jerks back, stands to his full height, and Eddie sees the last twenty-four hours playing through his eyes in perfect clarity, without one second of doubt. Buck believes him, instantly, wholly, without question, and Eddie suffocates the sob in his throat.
“Oh, Eddie, you’re…” Buck says, “wait, is that why you were giving that guy your number?”
“That’s your question?” He gasps through a laugh, and it’s wet and dangerous.
“Yes,” Buck says, without an ounce of remorse.
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Eddie gets the Ella Enchanted treatment.
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trails of tswift by literalmetaphor
Fandom: 英雄伝説 空の軌跡 | Sora no Kiseki | The Legend of Heroes: Trails in the Sky Series (Video Games), 英雄伝説 閃の軌跡 | Sen no Kiseki | The Legend of Heroes: Trails of Cold Steel Series (Video Games)
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He just doesn’t get it. These men like Lee (like Andrew and Dave and Rory), they make it seem so easy. Taking what they covet, expressing their desire. Like it’s the most simple thing in the world, to touch Eddie, kiss Eddie, slither their way inside Eddie; to make it absolutely clear how bad they want him. And he knows Buck wants him just as bad, maybe worse than anyone else; he can see it, feel it, taste it in the air that surrounds him, in the rapacious looks he levels him. He knows Buck wants him. He’s sure of it. So why can’t he just say it? Why can’t he just take it?
What is he waiting for? For Eddie to no longer be available? For the chance of having him to diminish to less than zero? Because that will simply never happen. Look at him, under some handsome stranger as he lets him take him home, swapping spit, grinding hips, and still he’s thinking of Buck.
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21 Nov 2025
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They were trapped.
Fire hadn’t broken through yet, but it was coming. Buck could feel the heat pushing in, wrapping around them like a warning. The smoke thickened, clawing at their throats, painting the walls with a haze of panic.
“So…” Eddie’s voice cut through the haze, rough around the edges but maddeningly calm. “You wanna talk about it now?”
Buck turned slowly, disbelief etched across every exhausted line of his face, and he hoped his deadpan glare said it all. He didn’t need to ask what Eddie was referring to.
No, he didn’t want to talk about how he accidentally told his best friend he loved him just hours earlier.
He’d rather let the fire take him.
A season 9 two-part opening emergency, in which a group of hijackers takeover Station 118.
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17 Nov 2025
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“I just don't want you to feel like you have to keep things from me. I can feel when you're stressed out. You're not doing me any favors.”
Eddie nods, squeezing his eyes shut. “Yeah, I know. I’m…” He sniffs. Buck continues rubbing circles into Eddie’s back with his other hand. He peels his eyes open slowly, making direct eye contact as he says, “I’m terrible, huh?”
Buck sucks in a breath. He knows what this is. “Really? You're insatiable.”
“I know. I'm awful. The worst.” He frowns again, but this time Buck knows it's for show—can recognize this play anywhere. “Not like you. You’re perfect.”
Eddie Diaz is complicated. Eddie Diaz is deeply ashamed. Neither facts deter Buck.
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27 Sep 2025
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“I want—“ Eddie’s not entirely sure what he wants. He feels achy, restless and exhausted at the same time. He needs something, more. More hands, more pressure, more kissing, more Buck. “Please, I—“
Buck turns him over on his back to search his face, earnest and determined and glowing like he’s in his element. Eddie’s getting drunk on seeing him in this particular element. “What can I do, baby? What do you need?”
Buck shifts his hips, grinding down slow and sensual and delicious. Reflexively, Eddie spreads his legs to accommodate him, and Buck moans as they get even closer. Close enough, even, for Eddie to feel him. and fuck, shit, that’s it, isn’t it. That’s what he needs.
“I feel,” Eddie’s cheeks burn, but the word fits as he forces it out, “empty.”
Buck groans loudly, dropping his forehead to Eddie’s shoulder. “Oh my god. Oh my god, Eddie.”
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Eddie's first time bottoming
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14 Jul 2025
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absolutely perfect, eddie being gagged with his own boxers is literally peak literature To Me
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A year ago at that bachelor party, so drunk he was draped across Buck’s lap with his nose buried in all the intoxicating silky heat beneath the notch of Buck’s jaw, Eddie asked Buck what he smelled like to him.
It’s not a question you’re supposed to ask, but Eddie forgets the rules sometimes. Ignores them. Things like that don’t matter between him and Buck, they never have.
He’s still not sure what he expected Buck to say. Nothing, maybe, which he assumed was the truth, Eddie’s scent faded to barely echo of what it should be. But Buck had taken Eddie’s jaw in one hand, had tipped his head back so the line of his neck was bared to Buck like an offering, had stopped to scent him with his mouth still open, had said against Eddie’s sweat-tacky skin, so low his voice thrummed in his chest, You’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever met.
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Eddie hasn’t gone into heat since he presented at seventeen. But living with an alpha who takes care of him for the first time in his life is about to change that.