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Buck is silent on the other side of the curtain. Eddie wonders if maybe he’s given up, if there was enough bite in Eddie’s words to send him the other direction. He takes a trembling breath and watches water where it’s beaded on his lips and nose and lashes before it falls breath-stoked towards the shower floor. Eddie thinks, a little wildly, that this would be the view of the god he prayed to that night in the chapel. The thing that watches everything and answers, that sends the rain and the hurt and the death. The thing his abuela so desperately wanted Eddie to find.
He thought he had when he got that text, in that one breath before the knife. He was so sure he’d figured it out, but water droplets can’t look up, and gods weren’t made to be found.
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Eddie gets a pair of wings that may or may not be terminal.
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When Eddie suddenly finds himself in debt and is desperate to prove his worth as a father, he decides to take on secret jobs as a male escort, all while hiding his new life from Christopher, his friends, and especially from Buck, the man who may always have been his true home.
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17 May 2026
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wip..so excited for the rest
Genuinely I love it so much and have to read right after an update
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To imagine happiness and to make it happen.
Is that all there is to it?
Eddie finds himself wanting to believe her.
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Or, Eddie learns to take the leap for herself.
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29 May 2026
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“You gotta be pretty desperate to take a job like this, especially with a kid.”
“Why’s that?” Eddie’s face flickers through a dozen almost-expression, like hail against a window pane, never quite breaking through.
Buck ticks the reason off on his fingers. “You got a ghost story looming over everything. No civilization for miles. The place is old and dark and, well, let’s be honest—creepy. The proprietor is an obvious drunk. That enough for you?”
Eddie scoffs. “You forgot to mention the incredibly off-putting gardener.”
Buck definitely does not smile. “That too.” Then, “So, I figure there’s something equally wrong with you.”
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A loose Bly Manor AU.
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“Tell me your story,” Buck asks, once they’re all settled in his office-slash-living room. It’s become his go-to ice-breaker for new clients—how could he expect to plan their wedding if he doesn’t know who they are as a couple? Sure, he’s a romantic, but it’s also practical. It’s how he learns how to turn the big day from great into something magical. He sips his coffee, leaving his notepad in his bag for now. He wants this to be as natural as possible, and he can jot down his notes later.
Ana, the bride-to-be, smiles brightly, linking her fiancé’s hand with her own. “We met about three years ago. I was his son’s teacher.”
“She’s amazing with him,” the fiancé, Eddie, cuts in. He’s incredibly handsome, with his brown eyes and long lashes, perfect smile, and hair combed to the side. They make a beautiful couple.
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Or, Buck plans Eddie's wedding.