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“Probably been a minute since they got any,” Eddie says, voice dry.
“Been a minute for you too,” Buck shoots back, and he doesn’t mean for his voice to dip, or for him to step forward in that same breath.
Too late to take it back now though; the context, the subtext, the combination of it all, has propelled them right over the invisible line they’ve flirted with for nearly a decade, a line they tease and retreat from in equal measure, and— Here’s the thing, right?
Eddie won him.
Or, Eddie wins Buck at the auction, and Buck figures the least he can do is make the victory worthwhile.
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01 Mar 2026
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There was a space, in the silence, where he could have said something; where Buck could have. Neither of them spoke.
Eddie moved again. He told himself he was just settling in, and maybe there was some truth to that, the indent of Buck's body in the mattress creating a sort of inevitable gravity, drawing Eddie in.
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Or: Eddie, and Buck, and a motel room in the middle of nowhere with only one bed.
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28 Feb 2026
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"I miss you."
Eddie didn’t mean to say it, didn’t even know he was thinking it. Buck shifts a little restlessly.
"I literally could not be closer to you," he says dryly. Which isn’t true, after all. They’re under the same covers, Buck’s body warming him as his must be warming Buck’s, but there’s plenty of space between them.
The only way to change things is to find a way to say what you want.
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23 Feb 2026
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- Part 6 of buddie fanarts
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21 Feb 2026
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“Rav, I’ll just be—”
He glances up, and that is not Ravi Panikkar. Instead, it’s Eddie Diaz who stands there in full goalie gear, grinning down at him like they’re old friends. “Hey, man. Just thought I’d say hey. Gonna be fun being on the same team for once, yeah?”
Buck scoffs, standing and grabbing his stick. “Right.”
“C’mon, man. We’re teammates now.” Eddie tugs off a glove and holds out his hand. “Fresh start?”
Fresh start. Sure. Like he’s not stepping into Chimney’s spot, acting like they’re not massive boots to fill. Like, he hasn’t spent years being a massive dick every time they’ve gone head-to-head. Like Buck is supposed to just—
Buck shakes his head, huffing before pushing past him, shoulders colliding roughly as he makes his way out of the locker room.
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Buddie Hockey AU
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20 Feb 2026
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“Can you see a window?” Buck asks.
Eddie glances around. Nothing. Just darkness. “Ceiling caved in where a window probably used to be. No other doors. I’m—” he rests his head against the cement between them, sighing. “I’m stuck, bud.”
Silence ensues. For a few long seconds, neither of them says anything. Eddie is so tired of not saying anything. If he’s going to die here, he’s going to say the shit he’s been pushing down for years, even if Buck hates him for it. Buck deserves to know. Eddie deserves to have said it. Just once. Just fucking once.
He can’t die a coward. He already lived like one.
“I love you,” Eddie says, voice too quiet. On the other side of the wall, Buck’s breathing stutters. Eddie squeezes his eyes shut, heart hammering. “I love you. I’m sorry I— I’m sorry I’m telling you now. Like this.”
Or: in what Eddie Diaz thinks are his final moments, he finally confesses.
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- Part 2 of cjo + 911
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19 Feb 2026
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Dragging a hand down his face, Eddie says, “It was thirty seconds.”
“Of betrayal,” Buck says darkly.
A laugh bursts out of Eddie. “You’re–”
“I’m what?” Buck advances on him before stopping abruptly in the middle of the room. Behind him, the curry they’d been working on sizzles, oil burning. Neither of them does anything about it. “I’m right?”
“Jumping to conclusions,” Eddie grits out. He hates being cornered like this. “Like you always do.”
“Oh, okay,” Buck says, too brightly. “Same way you keep jumping through hoops to avoid saying anything you actually want to fucking say?”
Buck’s not being fair. None of this is fair. It’s not right, it’s not–
“Fuck you,” Eddie snaps.
OR: Buck and Eddie argue after Buck hooks up with a married couple.
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- Part 7 of cjo + 911
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19 Feb 2026
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At the Firefighter Olympics in Nashville, Buck and Eddie trade jealousy like it’s another competitive event. Flirting turns strategic, looks turn loaded, and neither of them can pretend it’s just a game anymore.
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17 Feb 2026
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It hits Buck in the Costco frozen pizza aisle on a Wednesday morning in the middle of October.
I wanna hold his hand, Buck thinks, followed immediately by What the fuck?, and punctuated with a No, seriously, what the fuck was that?
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or: Buck realizes he's in love with Eddie, promptly crashes out about it, cries about it, and then fucks Eddie nasty and tender about it, in that orderBookmarked by triggerkat
13 Feb 2026
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- Part 2 of buddie fanarts
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11 Feb 2026
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The silence between them feels different than it had earlier. Buck isn’t sure why, or what’s happening, but like everything in life that confuses him, he ignores it and pretends he doesn’t notice.
alternately: how an impromptu sleepover makes Buck realize the fingers Eddie has put in his mouth aren't there in a platonic way.
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03 Feb 2026
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“I don’t know, she’s cute. Nice.” Eddie shrugs again, and Buck has to refrain from snapping 'that’s the spirit!' He can be supportive. He can.
He can try.
“That’s it?” Buck tilts his head, huffing a breath that he thinks sounds enough like a chuckle.
“I don’t know. She’s a nurse, I think. She loves kids and science, I think Chris’d really like her.”
It only takes a second. Something in Buck cracks open and magma pours out, scorching heat that spreads and burns through every inch of his flesh. He doesn’t have time to rein it in; he scoffs against his better judgment, mumbling barely under his breath, “You gotta be fucking kidding me.”
Or : Eddie is about to repeat past mistakes, and Buck finally snaps.
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19 Dec 2025
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Buck gets drunk and writes Eddie a love letter.
It does not, however, reach it's intended recipient.
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11 Dec 2025
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"You can’t really think you’re gonna just learn to like guys," Buck says.
"You never know until you try," Eddie says.
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18 Nov 2025
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“Buck, it’s a Thursday. We’re not getting drunk on a Thursday.”
Buck shrugs a shoulder, pulling out his shaker and cocktail-making equipment and placing them amidst the chaos of supplies. “We don’t have work tomorrow.”
“Okay, but Chris needs to be picked up at 8 am from Camp and—”
“And I will set a dozen alarms.” Buck beams at him. He already knows he’s won. He knows when Eddie is about to concede. He knows Eddie better than he knows the back of his own hand.
“Buck,” Eddie says warningly, shaking his head like he’s setting his foot down, but Buck knows better.
He leans down on his elbows on the counter, his head placed atop his hands, matching Eddie’s tone with a mock-serious, “Eddie.”
A beat passes. Eddie’s lips twitch up into a half-smile despite himself. Got him.
“...Fine. Prove your point.”
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Buck and Eddie get a little (very) tipsy and end up taking Buck's brand-new hot tub for a spin.
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17 Nov 2025
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"It was a joke. I told Tommy I needed to up my protein and he said, you know, semen is high in protein, so – "
Buck gestures vaguely, shaking his head. Laughing at himself, a little self-consciously.
"Is it really?" Eddie says.
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16 Nov 2025
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"You don't see the problem," Buck says finally, in as measured a tone as he can, "with getting married to me. For tax purposes."
"Not just tax purposes," Eddie says indignantly, like that's Buck's main sticking point. Buck finally turns his head and looks at him. Still stupid. Still beautiful, in a light-colored Henley that makes his skin glow, his long fingers curled around the neck of the beer bottle resting on his knee. His big brown eyes and the encouraging little smile on his lips, like he's offering Buck a special treat, instead of a lifelong fucking commitment of platonic marriage. Buck wants to kiss him, or maybe strangle him. Either one would serve Eddie right.
Or: Eddie proposes marriage (platonically). Buck spirals.
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06 Nov 2025
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“Yeah?” Eddie presses. “What’d you guys do?”
Buck lets out a startled laugh. “Eddie—”
“What?” Eddie says, tone casual, his gaze anything but. There’s something crackling in the air now, something hot and unspoken. “You brought someone into my house. I think I deserve to know.”Eddie’s not used to wanting something this badly. And he sure as hell isn’t used to seeing someone else with it.
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02 Nov 2025
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“Catwoman, huh?” Buck’s eyes flick down again, snagging on the shape of Eddie’s torso. “Yeah, you’re, uh, pulling it off. But, uh…”
Buck straightens, licks his lips, voice shifting to something practiced, polite, and extremely strange to Eddie’s ears. “Look, you seem cool, and that suit’s... heh, working, but I’m— I’m not really doing the whole hookup thing anymore."
The words don’t register at first—then they do, and the world tilts, grin falling right off his face.
Buck doesn’t know it’s him.
Buck doesn’t know it’s Eddie.
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02 Nov 2025
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Then, he swallows thickly, turning to face Eddie with the single most terrified look on his face. He hadn’t seen this since the tsunami, the day Eddie saw him with Christopher’s glasses slung around his neck, because Buck knew telling him would kill Eddie – quickly or eventually, it would’ve.
But his son is safe. Everyone is safe. They’re on dry land, in a house that pretty much belongs to them rather than just him, and Buck’s looking at him like that.
He says, “I don’t think he was my first, either. Not in the way that matters.”
or, sometimes the purest form of joy is found in dancing and your best friend between your legs.
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25 Oct 2025