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    Maybe: Tabitha 🔮
    Your spell: “Love Spell: Buck” has been completed!

    The whole car jolts. He looks at Eddie. Eddie is also staring at the screen, almost as if Eddie can also see Buck’s hallucination.

    And he is hallucinating, because the alternative is that Eddie, who does not believe in magic, ordered what appears to be an Etsy witch and placed a love spell on what appears to be Buck.

    Or, Buck hallucinates a text message from Eddie's Etsy witch.

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    30 Jun 2026

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    “What the fuck?" Buck asks, breathless, raspy, his throat raw, and the wind knocked out of him from his landing.

    He hears something while he lies there for a moment, catching his breath. He has to be imagining it, though, because it sounds wet. When he sits up—

    “What the fuck?” Buck repeats, in pure shock.

    He’s losing his mind. Holy shit, he’s losing his mind.

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    Buck finds out Eddie has tentacles, and it's kind of the best day of his life.

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    24 Jun 2026

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    “So,” Buck says, head spinning. He’s really feeling the alcohol now. They definitely should have eaten something before drinking. “No women.”

    Eddie fumbles as he sets the bottle down on his bedside table. “No women.”

    “What about men?” Buck blurts, which is—crazy, because again: neither of them are gay.

    They’re just two straight guys. Two straight guys in Eddie’s bed, tipsy, and—and Eddie doesn’t want to sleep with women. Which means nothing.

    Beside him, Eddie goes preternaturally still. “I would know, if I—you know.”

    “Okay.” Buck’s hands twitch at his sides. “I—yeah. Me too.”

    Then, very seriously, Eddie turns to look at him. “If I were gay, you would be my first call.”

    Warmth blooms in Buck’s chest. Eddie’s so nice to him. “Dude,” he says, touched. “You’d be my first call too.”

    Or: a story set in season 2 featuring tequila, Just The Tip, and, finally, a kiss.

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    31 May 2026

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    “You’re cheating,” Buck accuses.

    “I’m winning,” Eddie pants, looking far too smug.

    “I’m—” Buck tries to tug his arms free from Eddie’s hold to no avail. How is Eddie so damn strong? “I’m letting you.”

    “You’re letting me pin you down? Do you like getting your ass handed to you, Buck?”

    Heat floods Buck’s gut. He does like getting his ass handed to him. Or—no, well… he likes being pinned, or thrown against walls, or–or floors. But that’s different. That’s a sex thing. This is definitely not a sex thing. This is a bro thing. They’re bro-wrestling. Bro-housing. This is the most platonic thing Buck’s done in his entire life. He doesn’t know why he’s sweating.

    Channelling his inner carpet python, he gives a determined wriggle, but Eddie’s hands tighten around his wrists. The feeling sends a shock through Buck’s spinal column.

    Oh no.

    Eddie, breathless and beautiful above him, repeats, “Say uncle.”

    Breath stuttering out of him, Buck freezes.

    Use your head, Buck thinks. His dick twitches. Then, panicked, the big one.

    Or: Buck and Eddie wrestle over the remote. They forget the remote.

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    30 May 2026

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    A comprehensive scientific framework for the human experience of love has been sought after by social psychologists for decades.

    This piece will recount the experience of one person (a heterosexual, well-educated, white female in her late twenties) through the lens of Tobore’s AAC Quadruple Framework Theory of Love.


    Looking for a housemate to move into my 2br 2ba apartment in South Side Flats. 1110 sq ft, modern, clean, north-facing. Shared areas fully furnished, but willing to consolidate. In-unit washer/dryer. $1000 per month, excluding utilities.

    Strong preference for someone in healthcare or other industry with day/night shift rotations. Available from July 27. Current lease runs until December, with option for renewal.

    Send EOI to [email protected]

    “Oh, do you know someone who’s interested?”

    “Yeah,” he grinned. “Me.”

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    19 Apr 2026