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“He didn’t deserve to keep you.” Eddie whispers into his ear. “Fuck him for not telling you his intentions in the first place. Fuck him for not caring about what you love. And fuck him for never treating you the way you deserved.”
Buck lets out a singular sob, his fingers clutching the back of Eddie’s pink button up. “I don’t even know what I deserve anymore,” he whispers wetly.
"I do."
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Eddie’s breath hitches on the other end, not like a laugh, like something different. Sort of like pain. Buck feels one of the tears make its way in a line down to his chin.
“Bad thinking?” Eddie whispers. Like he understands, like the bad thinking has afflicted him recently too.
“Yeah, bad thinking, y’know, the uh…” he lets out a rough laugh, a spurt of an ugly thing, “the whole me being an unlovable, horrible, annoying burden who doesn’t deserve anything good and probably won’t ever get it.”
or: Buck can't sleep, but Eddie can't either.
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“Eds, we don’t have to unpack this stuff right now. We can take a break. We’re off for a few more days, let’s slow down, okay?”
Eddie grimaces. He moves quietly, pulling out a chair at the kitchen table like he doesn’t want to make any noise, doesn’t want to bother anyone. Buck’s heart aches for him.
Or: Buck lends his loft to Bobby and Athena after the fire, subsequently moving in with Eddie in the aftermath of Christopher leaving for Texas. Healing begins, emotions are felt, and codependency rears its sweet, sweet head.
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Jack is selfish.
Or maybe he’s not, but he definitely feels like he is.
He wants to be a good friend to Eric. He really does. But nowadays selfishness comes so easily to Jack; It’s like breathing.
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or: Jack is sick, and Eric takes care of him.
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i wonder if they bore it long (or did it just begin) by asimile
Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Spider-Man - All Media Types, Marvel Cinematic Universe
28 Dec 2021
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Peter was still in awe of the two men in front of him. They were him, but not him, all at the same time. Now that the stakes were gone and the battle was over, he had time to just look at them. These two selfless guys, just sitting in front of him in his room. They had been through things, lost people, lived their lives similar to his. He scrubbed a hand over his face.
“Gah, that’s really-” he sighed, “that’s really nice of you. I don’t know, um. You guys can crash here since you need a place to stay. I can take the floor. Or something.”
Peter 2 drew his mouth in another tight line. “We’ll make it work. Thanks, kid.”
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“Come on, show it off for me,” Buck says with a groan, sliding his hands over Eddie’s back. “Let them see.”
Eddie’s warm cheeks flush, hot and scarlet, half-hidden behind the blindfold over his eyes as he feels Buck’s rough, calloused hands against his heated skin. It had started a few weeks prior, with some filthy words from Buck’s mouth.
“Wish I could show you off, let everyone see how fucking good you take it."
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an exhibitionism roleplay fic
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06 Jul 2026
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Eddie recaps this in his head a couple more times and he’s — jealous. Fuck, he’s jealous. That’s the word for it, the heat coiling deep in his gut, his whole body wound like a spring about to snap.
Jealousy.
Which is a bizarre emotion to feel about your best friend sleeping with someone. Jealousy implies ownership, implies wanting, implies — implies that 1) Eddie is not straight, and 2) he is possibly in love with his best friend and maybe possibly wants to suck said best friend’s dick about it.
Alright — okay. Eddie feels like he needs to sit with that for a second, give it the space it deserves.
Eddie wants to suck a dick attached to a person who is a man.
Not just any dick, either. Buck’s dick. His best friend.
Huh.
He expected that to feel weirder. He expected sirens, maybe, or a crisis, or at minimum a dramatic internal monologue about his Catholic upbringing and the sanctity of heterosexuality.
Instead, there’s nothing. The sirens are silent, the crisis doesn’t come, and Eddie wants to suck his best friend’s cock. Non-platonically.
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Eddie moves back to LA, finds out Buck slept with Tommy, and reacts accordingly.Bookmarked by asimile
06 Jul 2026
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"Seriously?" Eddie says, in that dry, fond tone that means he's probably going to go along with this, he's just gotta give Buck shit about it first. "You don't have anyone else to practice on?"
Or: Buck wants to practice rope bondage. Eddie agrees to help him out. It gets out of hand.
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06 Jul 2026
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The bruises mottle Buck’s skin, like paint splattered clumsily on a canvas. Except—the artist behind this, whoever they are, clearly went about it with intent and precision. A curator of hickeys; Buck’s pale thighs like the walls of a gallery. A thriving one, at that. It’s… a lot of marks.
Eddie wonders if it hurts. Well—he knows that part already, at least based on what Buck told him a few minutes ago. So instead, Eddie starts to wonder if it hurt. The procedure behind the photo; the act of being marked up so irrefutably.
Buck reacts to Eddie’s thumbs up message with a thumbs down.
Buck: I just accidentally sexted you dude
Don’t 👍👍👍👍 meOr: Eddie receives an unintended photo. Then he bites some thighs about it.
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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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