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Eddie loads the metaphorical gun, cocks it. “I would’ve found my way to you. That I'm even more sure of.”
Buck is burning. That’s the only way he can describe this. Eddie says something like that, and then Buck will end the call, and he’ll crawl into Eddie’s bed in Eddie’s house and stare at the patches in Eddie’s bedroom wall that he helped Eddie patch up, and he’ll pretend like this isn’t going to kill him. He’s entirely convinced he’s going to die before Eddie ever crosses the California state line again.
He digs his own grave. “You sound confident for a guy who doesn’t believe in fate.”
“Nah, it’s not fate. It’s us and pure determination.”
or: eddie moves to texas. buck moves into his place. he holds his breath for the one hundred and twenty one days it takes for eddie to make his way back home.
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31 May 2026
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love this flavor of eddie diaz gay awakening <3
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02 May 2026
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Buck develops a relationship with the ocean, avoids talking about the day Eddie was shot, realizes he might be in love, and drives.
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(a fic for the "Buck is going to break all the way down in season 6" truthers)
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01 May 2026
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rage is a quiet thing by oceanofchaos for budsofafeather (budsofafeather12)
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10 Mar 2025
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“My, uh. My dad’s had a heart attack,” he says, sort of like it hasn’t sunk in yet, “He’s still in the hospital, it was. It was pretty bad, I think.”
“I’m sorry, Buck,” says Chris, “Is he going to be okay?”
“I don’t know,” says Buck, “She wasn't. It wasn’t clear, it was, she was. She wants me to go.”
“Do you want to?” Eddie asks, quiet, and Buck’s eyes snap back to him.
“Eddie,” he says, wretched, “She wants me to help. She wants me. She wants me.”
----Or, Philip Buckley has a heart attack, and Buck, Eddie, and Chris all fly to Hershey. What else are best friends for?
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the buckleys written better than tim ever could
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“Whose place did you go back to?” Eddie murmurs.
“Mine.” Buck coughs, cheeks burning, with a painful and sudden awareness of the fact that he's just admitted to fucking his ex in Eddie's bedroom. “Well, yours, but–um, it was mine. At the time.”
Eddie’s eyes glint. Buck has rarely seen him make a face like that before. It's almost disorienting—a flash of lightning, there and gone, and Buck feels like he’s standing on another precipice. Of what, he doesn’t know. “Do you still… have feelings for him?”
“God, no.” Buck shakes his head with enough force to snap his neck. “Hell-fucking-no. We were so wasted. Also," he grimaces, "the morning after, he said something, and I got pissed, and then I said something. Pretty mean, actually. End of story.”
“Is it?” Eddie’s brow lifts, prying, and a stripe of heat plummets from Buck’s chest, straight through his gut. “What aren’t you telling me?” His tone isn’t cold anymore, just cautious, even gentle, and Buck can feel himself folding against his better judgement, like paper to a flame.
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Or: Eddie jumps off of bridges so Buck doesn’t. Little does he know, he takes Buck’s heart with him every time.