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it’s a quarter after one, i’m a little drunk and i need you now by nwtons
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
15 Mar 2026
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“You were at the bar,” Eddie adds, confused and cold and not altogether convinced that this isn’t some sort of twisted mirage. Maybe he fell over on the way here, and is currently passed out in a random alleyway in downtown Nashville while Buck fucks a beautiful woman in a bar bathroom.
He wants to sink down to the floor with Buck, lean against the door with him until their bodies are pressed together from shoulder to foot, knock his boots against Buck’s just so he laughs and pokes at Eddie’s middle with gentle, teasing fingertips.
“I left,” Buck explains, unhelpfully.
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or: eddie leaves buck at the bar with dixie, buck leaves right after. eddie spirals, feelings are had, and they fuck nasty about itBookmarked by ashism
16 Mar 2026
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[“You’d fuck any stranger, if they only looked your way, wouldn’t you?” Eddie says.
(It’s how the game goes.)
“Don’t know, Eds.” He exhales, looking Eddie dead in the eyes. “She was pretty fucking good.”
Eddie scoffs, his fingers squeeze on Buck’s knee, and then higher, on his thigh.
“Maybe.” Eddie concedes. “Maybe she fucked you and made you come, but you didn’t like it, did you?”
“Eddie.”
“No one’s as good as me, is it, Buck? No one knows you like I do.”
“But you’re not jealous?”]
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After Bobby’s death, Buck falls back into old habits he swore he’d outgrown. Eddie notices, and pretends he's not burning with a feeling he refuses to name.
But grief has a way of pulling at the cracks, and love has a way of making it worse.Bookmarked by ashism
12 Jan 2026
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“You don’t get to say I stood there and smiled,” Eddie growls into his mouth. “You don’t get to pretend I’m not fucking gutted.”
“You’re leaving me!” Buck gasps against his lips. “You’re leaving and you didn’t—”
He steps forward again and Buck leans back, head knocking against the wall, his entire frame vibrating. He tries to find his words—some mix of I’m sorry and you didn’t give me a chance but none of it makes it past his lips before Eddie shoves him again, hard enough to rattle the wall behind him, an effort to keep him quiet.
“Don’t,” Eddie snaps. “Don’t you dare make this about you.”
Buck’s eyes go wide, mouth parting on instinct, throat aching from everything he’s choking back. He’s so close to saying it anyway, whatever it is, whatever would push this over the edge, but he doesn’t get the chance.
Eddie’s fingers skim Buck’s lower lip, pausing there. “Open your mouth,” he rasps, cutting through the last of Buck’s defenses, “and shut the fuck up.”
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Eddie's moving to El Paso, and Buck goes through the five stages of grief while sucking his dick.
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11 Dec 2025
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[He knows it doesn’t mean anything, and he knows there are rules, and he knows it’ll break his heart when Eddie finally gets tired of it, of him, and finds a nice girl to marry and settle down with. He knows all that and it’s fine.
It has to be fine.]
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OR, after Eddie comes back from Texas, he and Buck begin a friends with benefits kind of relationship, and get a lot more in the process- Language:
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Bookmarked by ashism
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.
Bookmarked by ashism
06 Nov 2025
