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Eddie has never flipped his phone over so fast. Chris looks up, eyebrows raised.
“Did Buck send you another snake picture?” he asks.
He can't say no, because Buck… Buck did. But not of a rattlesnake mid-strike this time. He sent an entirely different sort of snake. He nods, his throat too dry to speak.
Buck sends Eddie a nude. Eddie can't stop thinking about it.
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15 Jun 2026
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“Are you in love with me?”
“Please,” Buck whispers, the plea cracking in his throat as he fights against the urge to collapse against Eddie and sob. “Please don’t ask me that.”
“It’s a little late for that, Buck,” Eddie says, his free hand returning to Buck’s cheek, swiping away another tear with heartbreaking gentleness. “Please. Just answer.”
“It doesn’t matter if I am. I’m— I’m outta dicks, Eddie. I’m out of excuses.”
Eddie blinks at him, fingers freezing. “What?”
“I— This is the last one. I-I don’t have any more.” Humiliation burns a path up his neck, heating his cheeks.
Frowning, Eddie asks, “... Are they single-use? What the hell am I missing here?”
“N-No. I— I wash them. I’m very hygienic. Y-You have to keep them clean so they last a long time, b-but sometimes people buy new ones for new partners, I guess. I just— I’ve only used most of them on me. A-And you, now.”
“Buck?”
Voice weak, he answers, “Yeah?
“Are you in love with me?”
OR: After exploring Buck’s entire strap collection, things get a little messy.
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- Part 4 of ngl prompts.
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07 Jun 2026
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Buck wonders, suddenly, if Eddie’s on any dating apps. Or — God forbid — Grindr.
He looks up when Eddie makes a small noise. His gaze finds Eddie’s mouth first, pink and right there, before he very stubbornly reorients to Eddie’s eyes. His eyes that, suddenly, bear a heat Buck’s grown used to over the past couple of months.
“Wanna?” Eddie murmurs, tapping Buck’s hip. “After dinner?”
Heat pools in Buck’s gut, and he nods, a little dazed. “S-sure. Yeah, sure.”
Or: Buck and Eddie fuck sometimes. As friends. With a self-imposed no-talking-during-sex rule. This is fine with Buck. He’s really chill about it.
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- Part 18 of ejo + 911
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07 Jun 2026
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“Sit on me.”
It’s an insane thing to offer. Logically, Eddie knows this. Nobody in their right mind would do what he’s about to do, but Eddie’s starting to think maybe he isn’t in his right mind.
“Sit on you?”
“On my thighs,” Eddie explains. “That way you, uh. You know. You can touch.”
“Your ass?”
Eddie nods.
A small, wheezy laugh slips past Buck’s lips. “You want me to sit on you and j-jerk off to porn?”
“And touch,” Eddie adds.
Or: Buck wants to hit the town and get laid. Eddie is vehemently against this idea.
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05 May 2026
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Buck’s imagined finding his soulmate what must be thousands of times. Imagined the curve of their delighted smile, the warmth of their embrace. Usually, in his mind, they were a woman. As he grew older and knew himself better, he allowed himself to sometimes picture a man. Sometimes, before the truck bombing, he’d wished it would be Eddie himself.
But always, always, they wanted him.
The reality of the situation is a far cry from his daydreams: Buck, sitting on the cold tile, quietly weeping as he realizes that the person he’s been waiting for, the person he was made for, doesn’t want him after all.
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In a world where soulmates share scars, Buck has a few epiphanies after the shooting. One: Eddie is his soulmate. Two: Eddie has known this since the ladder truck, and hasn't said a word. Cue angst.
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04 May 2026