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"Want to tell me what happened?"
Eddie doesn't. In fact, he can't think of anything he'd want less. Yet, there's something in her voice that soothes, just a little, the inferno and eases the anguish. He exhales.
"I just got angry. I'm not sure why. He didn't do anything wrong." Eddie is a monstrous creature baring its teeth. A shapeless shadow made from broken bones and despair. He's barely human. He's a child dressed in his father's too big clothes choking on his own words. "I don't know what's wrong with me."
Maddie hums thoughtfully, understandingly, "it happens sometimes. We all have bad days, Buck understands that. I'm sure it'll be all forgiven by tomorrow"
A guttural groan claws its way out of him. Maddie takes it for the what if it isn't that it means.
"Come on, you're Buck-and-Eddie! Nothing could ever pull you guys apart."
OR; Eddie breaks a glass and Buck fixes it: an exploration of Eddie's struggles with anger, joy, and himself.
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27 Jun 2026
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From: [email protected]
Subject: Hi
Hi Eddie,
That seems almost too informal to capture the complicated mess of emotions involved in starting this email. How do you say hello to your (former?) best friend of 7 years who fundamentally changed you after almost 5 years of silence? I definitely don't know. So I'll start with hi. And I'm sorry. I'm sorry I let the silence stretch out. I'm sorry I let the gap between us widen. I'm sorry I let time slip by. It was days before I realized I hadn't replied your texts or answered your calls. And I let it turn into weeks, months, years. I don't want the silence to have lasted longer than our friendship.
Or; 5 years after Eddie leaves LA again for El Paso, 5 years after he and Buck stop talking, Buck decides to send an email. (A story told through email correspondence)
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20 Jun 2026
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He’s so close. But Buck’s face sways even closer, eyes hyper-focused on Eddie’s mouth, like he wants to ensure that what he whispers next make its way inside:
“The quiet, closeted catastrophe of Edmundo Diaz—performed nightly for an audience of none.”
Eddie flinches. For a second, all the noise in his head goes silent.
“W-what—” Eddie’s voice cracks and he’s trying to frown, trying to be mad, but he feels exposed, so his words come out broken, confused. “What’s that supposed to mean?”or: buck fights back during the kitchen scene in 8x17 and it sends eddie spiralling
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30 Mar 2026
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this might be my favorite buddie fic… eddie diaz the character you could be 🤞😔
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Eddie: I think your brother is flirting with me.
Maddie: He has been doing that for years.
Eddie: Oh.
Maddie: What are your feelings about that?
Eddie: Good. Great, even. Fantastic. Exhilarating.
Maddie: Do you want to elaborate further than just descriptive words?
Eddie: No thanks.
Maddie: You’re two birds of a fucking feather.
Or, a collection of messages between the 118 & co throughout the month of June post the season nine finale.
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15 Jun 2026
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blue and red makes what? by circusphobic
Fandoms: プロジェクトセカイ カラフルステージ！| Project SEKAI COLORFUL STAGE! (Video Game)
11 Aug 2024
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Then, Akito made a connection in his brain. He looked between his own blue covered shirt, to Tsukasa’s red covered shirt, and he smirked at the jokes his mind automatically thought of. Unfortunately, Akito never did have much of a filter, and he seemed to forget who exactly he was sitting next to. He let out a chuckle, and Tsukasa looked over at him.
“Hey, your face is red, mine is blue.”
Akito looked up at Tsukasa, who was slightly confused. Tsukasa nodded, wondering where Akito was going with this.
“Wanna make purple?”
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Kamiyama High has another festival! This time there's a color run; Akito ends up on the red team and Tsukasa on the blue team. What color does red and blue make? They find out eventually, as it ends up on their faces.
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20 Aug 2025