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It's horrifying. Eddie's brain feels like it's stop-starting as he stares at the plastic frog that's turning in a very, very slow circle over his kitchen table.
"I wanted to help decorate," Christopher says, all sunny, his front teeth poking out. "It's nice, right?"
or, christopher diaz, an icon of our time, has had enough of his dads not being together.
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“Glad to see someone is happy I’m here,” Buck yells into the house, and only gets the rustle of paper bags and a vague grunt in response. He leans down and whispers into Christopher’s ear: “Was he being a Kermit again?”
Christopher nods so hard that some of his hair ends up in Buck’s mouth.
“It’s so bad,” he whispers back. “You need to move in with us already.”
how is eddie diaz like kermit the frog? let buck and christopher count the ways.
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Buddie fic. Established relationship. Tragedy strikes the 118, and they are forced to bury one of their own. Eddie struggles to deal with the grief but fate brings him across the path of someone, suffering memory loss, who looks a little too much like Buck. Can his heart take the possibility of losing Buck twice?
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20 May 2024
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“Diaz?”
The man — and it is Eddie Diaz, Buck can’t not see it now — blinks, and in a split second his expression shutters closed. “Buckley.”
Buck wonders if he looks different without Diaz’s blood on his face.
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or, eddie and buck meet each other at rock bottom
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19 May 2024
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“Hmm,” Buck hums, and Eddie feels the vibration of it under his mouth. Buck’s nose nudges against the side of his head. “Have you thought about that?”
Eddie laughs against Buck’s shoulder, unwilling to lift his head. “Thinking? Right now?”
“Shut up,” fingers dig into his ribs, “I mean, would you want to? Be married again?”
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or, the sun comes up
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19 May 2024
