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There's a part of Eddie that's tempted to do something insane, something that'll absolutely fuck up this Eddie's day, if he's a real person with a real life that Eddie is just borrowing for the time being, and not an elaborate figment of his own subconscious. Something like hopping on a plane to Los Angeles, tracking down whatever version of Buck lives there now, seeing what happens.
He wants to know if Buck would smile at him again, without the weight of history between them. If maybe, in a different world, he'd want Eddie.
Or: in the aftermath of a deadly car accident, Eddie finds himself able to visit other lives he could have lived: other worlds, other possibilities, and maybe - just maybe - a chance to get things right.
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02 Jan 2026
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Buck thinks he can bring good luck through sex. Eddie is having a really, really bad year.
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01 Jan 2026
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Eddie takes a deep breath, standing outside Pot Luck Studio, working up the nerve to go in. He’s just about to reach for the handle when someone beats him to it. Someone familiar.
“Uh, Maddie?”
“Eddie, oh my God!” Maddie recovers from the shock quickly, pulling him into a quick hug. “What are you doing here?” She looks past him, as if expecting to see someone else, maybe Buck, or even Hen. But of course it’s just him, that was the whole point.
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Or, Maddie and Eddie take a pottery class.
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01 Jan 2026
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Eddie stands in the shower, letting the scalding water beat down on him, head tipped back, eyes screwed shut. He scrubs himself quickly, efficiently, and ignores his cock, hard since he woke up this morning, the fragments of a dream still clinging to him. Buck, naked on his back, cock leaking all over his belly, his face pink and lashes dipped as he begs Eddie to fuck him.
Eddie knows what it's like now, to have Buck under him, to thrust into the tight clench of his body, to feel that yielding, that surrender but it isn't something he gets to have. They shouldn't have done it even once. It's just Buck was looking at him with all that indignant fury, snapping and tugging on his leash, desperate for Eddie to tell him what to do, to give him something to hold on to.
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- Part 2 of over & over
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01 Jan 2026
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When they make it back to the station, Eddie expects things to go back to normal. Clearly, he imagined something, his own guilt transpiring into something edging toward an auditory hallucination. He pushes on, shedding his gear and making his way into the kitchen. He chops up the vegetables handed to him, slicing them finely, long fingers careful with the blade, well, until—
I don’t even know how to stop staring. God, his hands. Holy shit. I wonder how many of his fingers would fit in my mouth—
“Jesus Christ,” Eddie chokes, knife slipping in his hand, almost nicking his finger. He pauses, placing the knife to the side of the chopping board. “What did you—what was that?”
Buck looks up from where he’d been staring at Eddie’s hands, catching his eye. “Huh?”His eyes are beautiful, Buck says—or his voice does. Eddie watches, but there, right in front of him, Buck’s mouth is unmoving.
OR Eddie's forced to confront the situation at hand because he can't get Buck's voice out of his damn head.
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01 Jan 2026