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“So,” Buck says, head spinning. He’s really feeling the alcohol now. They definitely should have eaten something before drinking. “No women.”
Eddie fumbles as he sets the bottle down on his bedside table. “No women.”
“What about men?” Buck blurts, which is—crazy, because again: neither of them are gay.
They’re just two straight guys. Two straight guys in Eddie’s bed, tipsy, and—and Eddie doesn’t want to sleep with women. Which means nothing.
Beside him, Eddie goes preternaturally still. “I would know, if I—you know.”
“Okay.” Buck’s hands twitch at his sides. “I—yeah. Me too.”
Then, very seriously, Eddie turns to look at him. “If I were gay, you would be my first call.”
Warmth blooms in Buck’s chest. Eddie’s so nice to him. “Dude,” he says, touched. “You’d be my first call too.”
Or: a story set in season 2 featuring tequila, Just The Tip, and, finally, a kiss.
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- Part 14 of cjo + 911
Bookmarked by summerlover (pvroxysmos)
26 Mar 2026
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genetically engineered to make me awooga
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His eyes are still teary, swollen and red. Raw and vulnerable. He’s beautiful, the kind of beauty that makes Eddie feel tender, makes him want to take care of him. And at the same time, makes Eddie want to wreck him more.
or, buck and eddie have the most basic married missionary sex but somehow manage to be utterly deranged about it
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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 summerlover (pvroxysmos)
23 Mar 2026
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realizing ur in love in the damn grocery store. and having tender loving sex about it. domestic ass buddie thesis statement
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“You said you talked to Hen about”—Ravi makes a vague, conjuring gesture, even though Eddie can’t see it—“all this yesterday, right? She dresses the best out of all of us. You should ask her for fashion advice.”
“I tried.” Eddie huffs. “She said, verbatim, ‘I’m not your gay Yoda.’”
With that, the fitting room stall’s lock finally clicks open, the door swinging open with a muted groan. Eddie steps out, arms spread wide. “Alright. What do we think?”
From an objective standpoint, he looks good. He looks really good. Objectively speaking.
From a subjective standpoint, he looks like someone Buck wants to pin against the nearest surface and fuck until they’re both stupid.
“Handsome, you are,” Buck croaks.
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Or: Eddie comes out to Buck and takes him clothes shopping.
Bookmarked by summerlover (pvroxysmos)
23 Mar 2026
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fun!!! five finger discount from LAs favorite boyy
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The last thing Chris said to Buck was in a text message. You’re so embarrassing. Buck had replied with the emoji with the one big eye and its tongue sticking out.
Bookmarked by summerlover (pvroxysmos)
22 Mar 2026
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WONDERFUL TEEN CHRIS VOICE!!! screaming crying throwing up with worry for buck