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BI BUCK IS CANON!!!!!!

I started writing this fic before the episode aired. This was inpired by this post.

I don't know what this is, but it's the first thing I've written in a while so, hope you like whatever this is.

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Eddie's UNO Reverse

AO3

Summary:

“You know, he’s different, not only because he’d be the first man I’d try to date in, let’s just say a while. Spending time with him feels good. Like-” Eddie pauses, purses his lips the way he does when he’s thinking about something and then he says it. “Like he sees me.”

And just how the fuck is Buck supposed to take that? Here’s Eddie, literally contemplating a future with a man he just met, a complete stranger, and saying all of this to Buck’s face!? He’s really going to consider a stranger over the person who has known him for years, to the person who can basically read his mind with just a look! To the man who actually sees him because he’s known him for the better part of half a decade and now that he can be honest to himself, the man who’s been helping him raise the most amazing kid in the world!?

He hasn’t been hyping himself up to ask Eddie out on a date for weeks just for a stranger to come waltzing in and steal his partner right in front of him. Not again.

Or the one where Eddie speaks with Buck about Tommy the same way Buck talked about Natalia. And Buck doesn't take it well.

Word count: 3k something

Tags: Jealousy, Eddie's pettyness backfires (in the best way possible), getting together. It gets a bit spicy.

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“I didn't expect to get along with Tommy so well, he's been nice.” Eddie comments as he lets his duffle bag drop to the floor next to the door.

“Yeah, he seems like a cool guy.” Buck follows him inside, he leaves his own bag next to Eddie’s and makes his way to the open space that makes up the kitchen area of his loft. He watches as Eddie opens the fridge and grabs two beers.

They just came back from the basketball court, they invited Tommy to hang out with them once things settled down after the cruise rescue. They all promised to make an effort to hang out more, and apparently Hen and Chim’s old teammate made a good impression on Eddie.

”We made plans to go to next week’s baseball game, said he had an extra ticket.” Eddie passes him his beer, their fingers brushing.

“Really?” Buck takes a long sip of his beer, hoping that he sounded normal and not upset. It was his idea to invite Tommy to their regular basketball hang out in the first place. He wanted him to feel included, to let him know that they appreciated that he placed his career on the line to help them get to Bobby and Athena. And well, even if he’s no longer with the 118 he should still be considered a friend, family. He just never considered that he’d be the one feeling left out.

He might not be a big baseball fan but they could have asked even if just to not be rude.

“You know, I might just try something with him,” Eddie says, far too casual. Buck chokes on his beer, thumping his fist against his chest twice before he regains his composure. “It’s been almost a month since Marisol and I broke up, so might as well.”

“What?” Buck croaks, carbonation from the beer still burning at the back of his throat.

“I mean, we have a lot in common. He says he’s good with kids, has been in the army, he’s a widower like me, he likes sports, has a good sense of humor, since he was a firefighter and now a rescue pilot he most definitely won’t have a problem with my crazy work schedule. Plus he’s nice as we previously stated and he’s not bad looking.”

“I guess.” The fact that Eddie is considering dating a man doesn’t come out of nowhere, they’ve had more than one conversation on their interests and on Eddie’s part on how he’s never felt like he could act upon those feelings or even mention that he’s interested in men before. The wonders of going to therapy.

Still, this is the first time he ever mentioned wanting to go on a date with a guy. With Tommy. He’d say yes, of course he would. Who wouldn't say yes to Eddie!

“You know, he’s different, not only because he’d be the first man I’d try to date in, let’s just say a while. Spending time with him feels good. Like-” Eddie pauses, purses his lips the way he does when he’s thinking about something and then he says it. “Like he sees me.”

And just how the fuck is Buck supposed to take that? Here’s Eddie, literally contemplating a future with a man he just met, a complete stranger, and saying all of this to Buck’s face!? He’s really going to consider a stranger over the person who has known him for years, to the person who can basically read his mind with just a look! To the man who actually sees him because he’s known him for the better part of half a decade and now that he can be honest to himself, the man who’s been helping him raise the most amazing kid in the world!?

He hasn’t been hyping himself up to ask Eddie out on a date for weeks just for a stranger to come waltzing in and steal his partner right in front of him. Not again.

“What do you mean he sees you?” Buck asks, placing his beer on the counter.

“You know, like he understands the struggles and sees beyond what I let people see.” Buck sees him shrug his shoulders as if what he just said is the most obvious thing in the world. “Well, any other person that's not close to me.”

”Eddie, you’re sounding crazy right now.” 

“What? Why?” Eddie asks. 

“Why? You’re really asking why?” He raises his eyebrows incredulously at his best friend.

“Yeah, you just agreed that he’s a nice guy.” Buck watches as Eddie also leaves his beer on the side and crosses his arms in front of him.

“But you just met him.”

“Yeah, but there's the fact that we almost died together in that hurricane and he also risked his job to help us rescue our friends, that says a lot about him. To me it says he’s loyal.”

“There were 3 other people on that chopper that almost died with you and that you’ve known for years.” Buck takes a few steps away from the counter and starts pacing as he speaks, he needs to move or else he’s going to, to… Okay he doesn’t know what he’ll do if he doesn’t move but he needs to just not stay still. “How can you say that someone who you’ve met twice and only really spoken with once ‘sees you’?”

Why does this whole situation feels familiar? It’s like a deja vu. Like Buck’s heard something similar before, like he's had this same conversation in the past but different.

And then it hits him.

He’s taken back to a couple of months ago, when they were standing at a graveyard.

‘There's something... different about her. I-I feel like she sees me. You know? Like she-she really sees me for who I am and what I've been through.’

Oh.

OH.

He said the same thing about Natalia after just one coffee date. And Eddie, Eddie just listened to him, he let him speak and didn’t question his reasoning. However wrong it turned out to be.

And here he was, criticizing his choice to find happiness, ready to try and live his life without caring what anyone may think of him for dating another man.

All because he's jealous, because the man in question isn't him.

Shit.

“Oh my god, oh my god, Eddie. I’m an idiot, I’m such a hypocritical idiot! I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”

“Wait what? Buck-”

“No, no, I am. I said the exact same thing to you about Natalia months ago and you just listened to me and-and supported me.” He stood still for a moment once the realization hit him, but now he was back to pacing.

“Buck.”

“You didn't question me like I was doing a moment ago. It doesn't matter that my relationship didn't go anywhere, because that's just me, forever cursed to fuck up and act on impulse. But it doesn't mean it'll be the same for you, if you say he sees you, he sees you, that's fine I believe you.” He knew he was doing that thing when he talks and gestures with his hands that most of his teachers used to find kind of annoying, but he just could never control it. Even less so now that he’s sure Eddie must think he’s a horrible friend for not being happy that he’s putting himself out there trying to find a romantic partner.

And he really is such a horrible friend, he should be putting his feelings aside and encouraging Eddie to look for happiness. He must do that, he’ll fix it, from this moment on he’ll be all in.

“Buck.”

“I'll support you, even if it kills me inside I’ll deal with it. I’ll be your wingman. My jealousy is my problem. I want you to be happy even if it’s not with me, even if I stay your friend and nothing more for the rest of my life I’ll learn to deal with my feelings I swear, Eddie. And-”

“Evan!” The use of his name and the weight of Eddie’s hands on his shoulders stops him abruptly from continuing his pacing. “Hold on, I'm the one that should be apologizing.”

“No, why? I was the one being-” 

“Evan, I’m sorry. I- I said that on purpose to mess with you a little, I didn’t think it’d upset you this much. I’m so sorry, it was such a stupid and petty thing to say I just,” Eddie sighs, “You actually just voiced just about everything that went on in my head when you said that about Natalia, with the exception of you using nicer words than I would have, had I voiced my thoughts back then.”

“You- back when- what?” He feels Eddie’s hands leaving his shoulders, missing his touch for the few seconds it takes for them to move to his face.

“Okay, Buck. I need you to listen closely, I do like Tommy, he seems great and when I got invited to the baseball game I did consider trying to have something with him. That was before, before I learned that you were jealous, that maybe I could have a chance, because he’s no Evan Buckley.”

“But if- you were jealous back then, why didn’t you say anything?”

“Well, it had been a while since you told me you were Bi and I told you that I’m also into men even if I don’t really like labels. When our relationship stayed the same after that and when you started dating Natalia I just thought that maybe you didn’t feel the same way or weren’t into me like that. And so I- I invited Marisol on a date.”

“You’re kidding, right? Shit, Eddie. We’re both a pair of idiots.” Buck huffs in exasperation. “I tried to make it work with Natalia for the exact same reason.”

“Fuck.”

“Yeah, fuck.” They stare at each other for a moment, processing all that has been said in the last fifteen or so minutes, before bursting into laughter. “So, we could have been dating since last year?”

“Guess we’ve got a lot of lost time to make up for then.” Eddie smirks and Buck becomes very suddenly aware of just how close they are. One of Eddie’s hands has moved to cup the back of his neck, fingertips brushing against the soft hairs at the nape, the other has started to trail down Buck’s arm. All he’d have to do is tilt his head just a little bit.

Eddie beats him to it.

The kiss is chaste, barely more than the press of Eddie’s lips against his own before they pull away again. 

“Sorry, I just- and you-” Buck worries at his bottom lip, tasting the bitter malt of Eddie’s preferred beer brand that lingers there as his best friend fumbles with his words. “You have no idea for how long I've wanted to do that.”

“I can guess.” Buck whispers before capturing Eddie's lips again. in a deeper kiss. Having no more reasons to restrain himself he pours all of him into the kiss.

It's messy and kind of uncoordinated but so good. He's not sure  who deepens the kiss first or when it happens, but figuring out the details is not high on his list of priorities when Eddie is licking into his mouth like a man starved. It's messy and uncoordinated, teeth colliding when Buck tries to suck Eddie's bottom lip between his own with a little too much enthusiasm and Eddie returns it by smiling into it, but it's perfect. And Buck wants more. His hands wander, leaving their anchor on Eddie's waist in his mission to map out every dip and ridge of his body, keen to touch everywhere he can in a way he's never been able to before.

Buck leans down a bit until he can get his hands on the back of Eddie's thighs and lifts him up, his legs immediately going around his waist most likely on instinct, he takes a few steps until he reaches the counter behind Eddie and places him there.

“Oh shit.” Eddie pants, breaking the kiss. Buck takes the opportunity to lavish his neck with kisses.

“Buck.” He moans as Buck sucks on a spot just below Eddie's ear. “Hold on, Buck. We're going too fast.”

He stops immediately, he would never do anything or go further than what his partner would allow. Even back in his wilder years, he prided himself in always making sure his advances were wanted.

“Sorry, sorry. You're right. Too fast.” He takes a deep breath and lets his forehead rest on Eddie’s left shoulder as Eddie cards his right hand through his product free blonde curls. Eddie taps his back twice, it’s all the indication he needs to understand that Eddie wants to get down from the counter. Buck takes a step back to give him just enough space for that, not wanting to actually leave too much space between them. He really wants to stay as close to him as possible right now.

Once Eddie’s feet are back on the ground they stay still for a moment, their foreheads resting against each other.

“Just for the record,” Buck says, breaking the peaceful silence between them, “I love you. I’m in love with you.”

His words are rewarded with Eddie’s blinding smile, the big unrestrained one he’s only seen when they’re either alone or when they’re with Chris. That one smile that reaches his eyes and lights up his whole face. He loves that smile, he loves everything Eddie.

“Then, just for the record.” Eddie chuckles. “I love you too, Evan.” He can’t help but lean in and capture Eddie’s lips with his own again. His hands that were previously on Eddie’s hips, playing with his belt hoops, pull him by them so that they can be as close as humanly possible while still being clothed.

Eddie is sucking Buck’s tongue into his mouth and god damn it if they don’t stop right now he’ll have to take the longest cold shower known in history. The fact that he can actually feel Eddie’s hardness against his own doesn’t help at all.

“Slow.” He manages to break the kiss with a wet pop. “We agreed on going slow.” He knows he sounds wrecked and so out of breath and really, if they hadn't agreed to take their time he’d already be guiding Eddie towards the stairs to his bed.

They take a moment to get their breathing back to normal.

“Yeah, you’re right, we’ll go the pace we feel like going.” Buck gives him a questioning look at that. “Hey, I reconsidered and slow is for people that need to know each other, to figure out if they’ll work out. I’m completely sure we don’t really need all that time. We’ve been partners for years, we were just missing the kissing part and… the other stuff too.” Eddie says that last part at the same time as his hands trail down the panes of Buck’s back to land on his ass.

“We’re going to be so bad at slow.” Buck groans.

“I know.” Eddie snorts. “We did transition from enemies to friends in the span of one shift.”

“Alright, alright. Are you hungry?” Buck watches as Eddie gives him a once over and he already knows that whatever Eddie is about to say is going to make the situation going on in his pants worse.

“Starving,” the little shithead has the gall to smirk. “But I can go for a pizza or chinese.”

“Jesus, Eddie.” He pushes away from his laughing… boyfriend? Okay, mental reminder to talk about relationship labels later. “You’re killing me. Just for that, you’re stuck ordering our food, meanwhile I’m going to take a shower.”

He starts making his way up to his loft to grab comfortable clothes to change into after his shower.

“Leave some of that cold water for me, babe!” Eddie calls from the kitchen, his voice laced with mirth.

“Shut up! And that’s not how it works, that’s for hot water not cold! You can’t run out of cold water!” He knows he completely failed to sound annoyed, he’s just too happy to be anything but elated at the turn of events.

He confessed to Eddie, he told him that he loves him and Eddie said it back. He’ll be walking on cloud 9 for the rest of the month. Hell maybe even for the rest of his life.

After dinner and with Christopher spending the night at a friend’s house, Eddie decides to stay for the night and it’s only after they’re both tucked into bed that Buck remembers the catalyst of the night’s events. 

“Eddie?” He gets a noncommittal humm in response. “What about your date?” 

“What date?” This time Eddie does answer sounding so sleepy and confused.

“Your date with Tommy.” Did he forget? He gets that a lot of things just happened tonight but to completely forget what started it all?

“Oh yeah, about that, it was never really a date, I did say he invited me, but I never said it’d be just the two of us. Chim is coming too.”

What. Did. He. Just. Say.

It wasn’t a date!?

“Don’t you think you should have started with that!?” 

“Sorry, love. Think about it this way, if I had mentioned that Chim was also invited, we wouldn’t be here now. Who knows how many years it would have taken for us to finally get together.”

“Then why didn’t you guys invite me?” His bottom lip just out in what is definitely not a pout and the rough pad of Eddie's thumb traces over it.

“Buck you don’t like Baseball, you’d be fast asleep during the first inning.”

“Still, you could have asked.”

“Next time. I promise,” Eddie says, his hand has moved, no longer tracing the plump line of Buck's lower lip but now trailing a lazy line down one of Buck's arms under the covers. 

“Are you still going?”

“I plan to. It’s a free ticket after all.” Eddie shrugs one shoulder and Buck takes the momentary pause in Eddie's movement as an opportunity to lace their fingers together. “But before that, I plan on taking you out for dinner this weekend. Would you like that?”

“I’d love that.”

“Alright, then it’s a date.” The end of Eddie's sentence is slurred with sleep, his eyes already closed. 

Buck gives Eddie's hand a squeeze, their fingers still interlocked and watches the corner of Eddie's lip quirk up in the ghost of a smile before he lets his eyes slip closed, mind filled with thoughts of their date. Buck can’t wait.

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Kaden's lips curl into a smile.

“Pshhhh. So, we’re both sorry, eh? With no actual reason to be. You’re not ruining anything. Told you, I want to get to know you again, bee. I meant it when I said that.”

“Okay then. We’re a pair of class-a dummies. We can agree on that, I suppose,” you mumble sheepishly into his sweater and let your hand slide out of his to wrap your arms around him.

“Yep. We’re a perfect fit.” Kaden confirms.

His empty hand comes to rest on your hip now while he brushes a strand of hair out of your face with the other.

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 @ladydorian ‘s tagged me, and this is the first time I get to write one of these on the platform. Thanks for the call, and apologies if its too long!  Nickname: For now, I don’t have one that could qualify me in terms of common looking persona (I thought about Explosive Epithet once, but hmm..). I stand by the avatar and name of Cupa from MINECRAFT’s Mob Talker (anthro mobs that follow a novel written medium thru a script) mod, since I loved the mod’s way to interfer with 4th wall breaking thematics and “universal” scale corruptions. Also Cupa herself because the Creeper’s electrokinesis and explosion (and physical “shockwaves’ “ landscape penetrations) skill set are my favourite, along with her pseudo-protagonism in the mod.  Real name: Marceline (I use my second one for most social routines)  Zodiac: Cancer  Favourite Musicians or bands: most of my biases land into overall suspense orchestra, and other gaming industry exceptional titles’ soundtracks such as: MINECRAFT and God of War franchise’s. Favourite weekly runs that help me to concentrate or feel either motivated:  “Echoes of an old life” (GoW 2.018), “Ballad of the Cats” (MC), “March of Kronos” (GoW 3) and some exceptional MR. Oizo’s tracks (those sponsored brands with Stephane, Flat Eric).  Favourite Sports team: I just like to sight a few memes and party conceptions. None in special.  Other blogs: Only this.  Do I get asks: I don’t even know if my ask UI’s even configured, lol. But nope.  Tumblr crushes: None.  Lucky numbers: 30. Mostly because of the Creeper’s date addition into MC Beta during August, 2.009.  Didn’t think of it too much, so I’ve put this one due to reliability and bits of alterego sight.  What I’m wearing: I wear a brown shirt with the sleeves upward, sometimes putting on sweating shorts or (currently) light thermal/slumber sort of blue pants. Also short socks and slippers to make quick trash groceries at an adjacent store (Cola drinks and a bit of mint stuffs) to my building.   Dream vacation: Norway, Estonia (because that’s from where my father’s precedents come), Sweden (because Mojang's offices, main MINECRAFT HQ, are located in Stockholm to possibly visit) and London.  Dream car: Perhaps a motor home, since their designs and interiors were and still appeal useful. I don’t have a need for a personal transport, but this’ll remain as an option if Covid doesn’t let the wheel go.  Favorite food: Spaghetti, many vegetable mixed meals with (mostly any) meat alignments, american fast foods (burguers and pizza) and any tomato derivants (soup, dried tomato with some spicy alignments and the saauces). About desserts, mostly any sweet solids because I like to buzz my teeth on anything like lotsa mint pills.  Drink of choice: chocolate milk, coffee, Pepsi and likely any arrange of kool aid juices. I try a few drips of alcohol and other fermented drinks at times.  Instruments: I haven’t played one in a while.. but I’ve been influenced by the violin and other cord instruments. Perhaps the piano, trumpet and drums too.  Languages: Spanish (currently living in Argentina), English and Portuguese.  Celebrity crushes: none.  Random facts: I tend to like coincidences a lot. Crossovering any shows or games’ to a respective lore that’s of my concern tends to be either exciting; at least personally without breaking each formulas, making development boundaries that slowly trascend into more conjunctive sights to characters’ objective dilemmas. This depending on what’s put atop the table.  As I’ve played games like 60 Parsecs! and got to pressume more of the character cast’s traits, “Brommet” reminded me of Cupa and Andr (the Creeper, becoming nervous at the time of taking closure and accidentally taking away a player’s life by exploding, being the 14y old lightweighed brain and naive. And the Enderman, shy, thauma based humanoid with a higher intellect over the sandbox player’s, piercing and rather submissive who’s responsible on being a caring and secret lover of the Creeper; discreet 18-30 year old).  I also fell for Dori’s writing work to get a Slice of Life setting compliment that embraces the sophomore and adulthood ambience, and both character parties’ aesthetic traits to symphatize over to get an insight in a modern era. I’m terrible at loving ships’ organization, btw.  21 Tags: None.  

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I don’t have much because I’ve been so focused on Thankless (Armitage Hux/Rose Tico) but I’m excited about the two that I have planned for when the semester is over or Thankless is finished (I have a feeling I know which is coming first, sigh).

In addition, I have:

Gertrude.  Poe Dameron/Armitage Hux.  Finn and Rey have adopted a kitten and Poe gets intrigued because Hux has had kitten fever for as long as he’s known him.  Finn has Some Concerns; he remembers what life with Millicent was like on the Finalizer.  You can probably guess what happens wrt Hux and the kitten

Untitled.  Kylo Ren/Armitage Hux. My first attempt at soft!Kylux (I know I said I’d never write Kylux, but here’s the thing: I don’t know what I’m talking about.) It doesn’t have anything as sophisticated as a plot yet, but it will involve a First Order winter holiday party, gift-giving, reflections on both their childhoods, reflections on Brendol Hux being emotionally abusive, and those chocolate oranges that break into segments when you smack them.  I’m very excited about it!

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i've read all your rickmorty fics and i love love love theeeeeemmm!! thank you! can i expect more soon? or what are some other current rickmorty writers/stories you'd recommend to tide me over? ;) ok thanks byebye!

I am so happy you like my work in the RNM fandom. It comes from a very personal place, and is always written as a means to engage with my own trauma and heal, so it is always nice to get recognized in the fandom. I don't really force fics or stories that I don't believe in for the show, because I think it's a much more delicate setting and series of ships to do justice than other fandoms I have written for more recently. In the same vein, I don't read a lot of the fic for RNM, but @ladydorian and @kouskousx are the two other writers who write the kind of story I want to read in that fandom. They're both very fearless and talented ladies!Also going to use this ask as a PSA: part three of college morty as of right now is given out on an ask-only basis. "die young" has been moved to AO3-only for now, as I personally have a lot of mixed feelings about what it suggests as a story, and I feel like I might have sacrificed more than I wanted to make a more "palatable" fic for a lot of people in fandom, which-- it's proven popular, but I'm not sure if I agree with its popularity and in retrospect am slightly uncomfortable with parts of the narrative. ANYWAY. I hope you continue to stay with me as a reader while I continue to pursue different ships and fandoms (GOD, YOI is really fucking fun???) and we'll see what happens when season three premieres!

Oh Baby girl dad Buck? 👀👀

Gladly!

This is also going to be my Tease tidbit Tuesday post.

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Have a little bit from the very first chapter!

Working title: Beth, I hear you crying

Life can change in the blink of an eye. One moment he's getting ready for his shift and the next he's answering the knocks on his door to find a brown haired woman standing before it. "Good morning sir, are you Evan Buckley?" "Uh, yes, I am. How can I help you?" "My name is Nora Estrada," she introduces herself offering her hand which he takes in a handshake, "I'm a social worker for the state of California and regrettably the bringer of sad news. May I come in?" "Um, yeah, sure. Would you like a glass of water or a cup of coffee? I just brewed a pot." "No, thank you I'm fine." She declines with a polite smile. He's at a loss, what could a social worker want with him? Wait, what if this is about Jee-Yun, what if something happened to his sister and Chim? What if this is about Eddie and Christopher? No. Stop, Buck. Don’t get ahead of yourself, let the lady explain. “You mentioned some sad news?” He asks, trying to brace himself for whatever bad news he’s about to get. “Yes. There’s no easy way to say this Mr. Connor Riley and his wife Mrs. Kameron Riley were in a car accident last night. I’m so sorry to say they didn’t make it.”

So I had to pick a last name for Connor and Kameron bc I couldn't find a canon last name for them, if they actually have a canon last name and someone knows it, please share it with me 🥺

Edit: okay, a nice anon tipped me off on their lasts names, they said it can be seen on Kameron's hospital bracelet thing, so yay!! We get canonical last name!!

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Tease tidbit Tuesday

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The past weekend I decided not to stress out about not participating in Inspiration Saturday and Seven sentence Sunday, I haven't been able to write much, but today I wrote a little bit for Green is just not your color Eddie, a Buck dates Josh during s5 and Eddie is jealous fic.

He can’t believe his eyes. His, so far, shitty week just got better at the sight of Buck’s Jeep in the parking lot at dispatch. He’s not sure exactly why he’s here, he knows Maddie isn’t ready to come back to her old job just yet, so it’s not like he’s here to drop her off. Maybe he just misses him that much. Eddie doesn’t know who Buck’s new partner is, but knowing his friend and remembering the Buck from his first day as a probie, he’s probably not handling it well. He’d feel guilty for leaving him like that when they had promised to have each other's back if he wasn’t doing this for Christopher. He knows Buck understands. He walks up to the Jeep, he’s about to get the handle of the passenger’s door when it suddenly opens, making him take a step back. “See you tonight, hotshot.” he hears Josh’ voice saying. He stands there, watching as Josh gets out of the jeep, a to-go coffee cup in one hand and blowing a kiss to the remaining person inside the car with the other. Blowing a kiss to Buck. “Oh, good morning, Eddie.” He feels frozen to the spot, Josh walking past him and into the building. ‘Hotshot’ He called Buck ‘Hotshot’. To say he’s shocked is an understatement. Since when? Why? How? With Josh? Isn’t Buck straight!?

Oh, Eddie.

Eddie, Eddie, Eddie.

Poor little Eddie, he thought Buck was there for him.

😈

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Fuck it Friday!

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Every afternoon I'm stuck between writing and decompressing from work by just reading fics, and this week has been a decompression kind of week, so I'll probably won't participate much in the tag games/or at least I won't be fast, but please keep tagging me, if I don't post I at least love reading what you guys are working on!

Today I bring you a half finished scene from the Arranged marriage au, I don't have much of that scene so... yeah.

"I'm not a virgin, Buckley. I have a son, remember?" Eddie says smugly.

"True." Buck shrugs. "But, have you ever taken a man, or been taken by one?" Buck turns ro look at him, a smirk on his face. He gets to witness the moment Eddie's self-assured smile slowly slips away once he fully understands Buck's words.

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Seven-ish sentence Sunday

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Have a little something from A king and his lionheart, the Medieval au! I'm working on for the 9-1-1 Bingo. Warning I'm in the middle of some serious editing with this one so this whole thing may change once it's actually posted

The first thing Eddie does as king when his father’s health deteriorates is appoint the order of knights 118 as his official royal guard, the order Buck got selected to be a part of, and the second thing he does is appoint Buck as Christopher’s personal guard. “Eddie, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Buck says, uncertainty lacing his words. “Why not?” “There are far more qualified knights than me, like captain Nash for example. Hell, even Chimney and Hen, not only are they great knights, they’re also healers. I’m just a brute that knows how to swing a sword with basic knowledge in field medicine!” “Careful there, you’re insulting the king’s best friend.” “Quit joking, I’m serious.” “I’m also serious, Buck.” How could Buck doubt himself so much? He was the youngest graduate of the Angeleño academy, and the youngest recruit to be chosen by one of the order of knights backed by the royal family. He was praised by many as a prodigy. Buck’s troubled expression and his hunched posture speaks in volumes to Eddie about what kind of thoughts are going around his head. He’ll forever hate Lord and Lady Buckley for hurting their son’s self-worth this much. “Evan,” while not fond of his given name, Buck had always let Eddie call him by it whenever he pleased, and Eddie’s made sure to not overuse such a privilege, “I want you to listen to me. There is nobody in this world that I trust with my son more than you.” Because he knows Buck will do everything in his power to keep him safe, he knows how much Buck loves his boy, as if he were his own. He watches with bated breath as a tear rolls down his friend’s face, a small smile gracing his lips. “Thank you, Eddie.” He’s well aware of the weight Buck carries with him, all the expectations Lord Phillip Buckley placed upon his young son and the ones Buck gave to himself. Eddie understands the effect his words have on Buck. “I won’t let you down.” “I know you won’t.”

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Tease tidbit Tuesday and WIP Wednesday

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Yeah so, I still haven't written much, but here a (very rough first draft, very unedited) little bit from Green is just not your color Eddie, the Buck dates Josh + jealous Eddie fic.

Maddie deals the cards. They play two games that Buck predictably loses, before Maddie brings up Taylor. “So, I heard from a little bird that you were going out with Taylor, how’s it going?” “I bet it was more like two little birds, Hen told Chim and Chim told you.” “Was it a secret?” (Maddie) “No, not at all.” (Buck) “Wait, I’m lost. Who’s Taylor?” (Josh) “Taylor Kelly, th-” (Maddie) “The reporter!?” (Josh) “The one and only.” (Maddie) “Oh my God, I need to hear this.” (Josh) Buck sighs. “I’m going to tell you what I told Hen and Chim. And I really hope that at least you two will actually believe me.” He chucks down what’s left of his wine before continuing. “We tried and then we realized we were better as friends, that’s it.” “Then why do Hen and Chim believe that you’re still dating?” Maddie asks, confusion written all over her face. “Maybe because I keep inviting her to charity events and I was thinking too hard on what to give her for Christmas. In my defense I was trying to help her get some stories for work while promoting the events to get more help and it was the first time I was buying a gift for a woman that wasn’t my sister or someone I see as family.” “Well, it sucks that it didn’t work, but it’s nice that you could remain friends. Men and women can be just friends. To think otherwise is rather archaic.” (Josh) “Thank you!” Josh raíces his glass towards him.

Listen, I'm great at dialogue, I freaking suck at descriptive text... the struggle is real.

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Tease tidbit WIP (count this as Tuesday and Wednesday)

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Guys, I started a new job this Monday, I'm currently in training and it's... a lot, so I might be slow (more than usual) at writing and participating in tag games for the foreseeable future. I'll still try to participate as much as I can so please keep tagging me 🥺!

Anyways, I'm not sure if I've shared this little bit from Take care of him, the angst Buddie fic, but here, suffer with me over the couch theory because I'll never get over it (Eddie's couch is the right one damn it!)

He pops one bottle of beer open and downs it faster than he should, almost choking when the bubbles travel back up his throat to his nose. He grabs a couple of bottles and takes them with him to the living room where he flops himself on his couch. His couch. It’s funny, as much as he had thought Buck’s couch metaphor ridiculous he can’t deny that for a moment he had hoped that his couch could be the right one for Buck, that maybe Buck didn’t need to get a new one. Yeah, fucking hilarious how that turned out.

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