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Eddie brushes his messy curls back with a carefree hand. “What are you looking at?”
“Nothing,” Buck says with a shake of his head. “Just looking.”
“I don’t think my morning face is that interesting at six a.m, Buck,” Eddie says around a laugh. Twirls one of Buck’s curls around his finger.
And Buck, a natural flirt, but more natural at making Eddie laugh, lets his voice drop down a few tones and says in the cheesiest, sultriest way, “Just admirin’ the view, honey.”
A soft morning at Buck’s house.
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“You don’t let anyone help you, ever! And right now—right now there’s a serial killer looking for us!!”
“He’s not a serial killer—”
“He has a fucking chainsaw!!!!” Buck says exasperatedly, shaking his arms at Eddie like he’s going insane himself. “That’s covered in blood and there’s a fucking dead body in the laundry room you have got to be kidding me!!”
“Well if he’s a serial killer would you stop screaming so he can’t find us,” Eddie whisper-yells, going red in the face.
or: if 9x13 actually went serial-killer
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Tessa schools her face, straightens up and says, “Edmundo,” in that defiant, provoking sixteen year old way that makes Eddie grind his teeth.
“Teresa,” Eddie says back. Tranquility paints his tone, his features. No hook and line. “You’re grounded for a month. Buck, let’s go.”
“What?!” Tessa squeaks out, arms crossing and uncrossing, walking when Buck slightly pushes her forward. “A month?! You can’t just ground me for a month, you never grounded Christopher for that long!”
“He did,” Buck murmurs.
“Plenty of times,” Eddie adds.
Eddie turns 50.
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Buck thinks she could live here—between Eddie’s legs.
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“I napped for, like, thirty minutes,” Eddie says around a mouthful. Buck nods at the same time there’s a slurping noise. “Then Little Miss Buckley here decided sleeping is for fools and started doing somersaults against my stomach.”
Buck smiles at the nickname, sucking the lime juice off his thumb before grabbing another lime to cut. He looks at Eddie, his tired face but still glowing, eyes sparkly as his other hand makes its way down to the barely there bump that is their daughter.
“That means our baby’s going to be a gymnast,” Buck says fondly. “You should show more support for her hobbies, Eddie. She’s going to be an Olympic medalist.”
“Olympic medalist of making me pee myself, surely,” Eddie grumbles. In response, another wave of nausea hits, making Eddie sway visibly.
Buck hands him a lime slice without a word. Eddie shoves it in his mouth. They sit in companionable silence for a bit, then: “D’you think I have boobs?”
for day two of preg eddie week: side effects / lactation
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"I broke six fingernails trying to claw you out of the ground when the well collapsed."
"I—what?"
"Could barely talk after. Screamed my throat raw when you went down."
Eddie opens his mouth. Closes it.
"It was very much. Not funny. At the time."
Eddie’s—a little taken aback? He’d assumed Buck was upset about the reminder of the ladder truck, or the lightening, but—he’s talking about Eddie’s near death experience, not his own.
Eddie supposes Buck’s worried that trying to dig your best friend out of the earth with your bare hands is as good as a confession.
Which is fine—really, Buck, it's fine—because Eddie’s been making confessions of his own.
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02 Aug 2026
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So, Eddie thinks he might hate Frank's office.
It's not that he has anything against the guy's design choices, per se. The gray couch, white knit cushion covers, and perfectly drab rug are certainly… fine. But as Eddie sits on the couch, sinking deeper in every second, eyes landing on the walnut desk tucked into the corner as he pointedly avoids chancing a glance at Frank, his skin crawls. He's 27, punching his problems so hard he nearly kills a man. He's 29, holes in his wall and bags under his eyes, wondering what the point of it all is. He's 32, his son lives three states away, and he's blown his life up again.
He's 34, and he knows Frank's office has been the backdrop that has punctuated the worst moments of Eddie's life. So he hates it.
Or; In the months after getting stabbed in a hospital chapel, Eddie's back in therapy. He's throwing up in churches. He's dissociating in elevators. He's being reckless on the job. And somewhere in that mess he maybe realizes he isn't quite as broken as he thought.
(aka, my post-s9 eddie whump thesis)
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31 Jul 2026
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Eddie rounds the corner, and sure enough, lying on the hardwood is Buck, forearm draped quite cinematically across his forehead in an Oh, Woe is Me imitation. His ungainly limbs are sprawled all across the floor—an aggrieved starfish.
He looks up at Eddie from beneath furrowed brows. “I’ve been wounded,” he grumbles.
“Oh, my God, Buck.” Eddie’s instantly on his knees. He’s pretty sure something pops on his way down. “What happened? Where does it hurt? Talk to me.” The line of questioning might be overkill, but he’s gathering clues.
His eyes dart around the space and take stock of their surroundings, trying to ascertain the source of the injury. He spies a faint red spot on the dining room’s doorjamb. About four feet below it is Theo. One fist is pressed guiltily over the toddler’s mouth, and his bottom lip wobbles perilously. He’s twisting the toe of one of his Paw Patrol sneakers into the other.
or: Buck runs face-first into a wall and Eddie cleans a wound.
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“She said she wasn’t worried about us breaking up.”
Oh. Well. That was pretty definitively a thing that people said about partners who were together romantically.
“Say something,” Buck instructed.
“What?”
“Anything,” Buck said, his voice wavering on the word. Which was—it was weird, right? Why was Buck so shaken by a throwaway comment?
Or maybe the better question was why wasn’t Eddie? If either of them was going to get freaked out by the assumption that he was dating a man, it would make more sense for it to be Eddie, who was straight, and not Buck, who had, in fact, already dated men.
“Aren’t you going to be late for your shift?”
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Buck and Eddie get shaken up by a comment from Theo’s social worker, and then by a magnitude 7 earthquake; it turns out, some disasters are better than others.
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09 Jul 2026
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Buck and Ravi hook up sometimes, just two friends having a good time. When Eddie comes out, Buck suggests adding Eddie to the mix under the guise of giving him good, safe experiences. It goes well, but Ravi can't help but notice there's something more between the two of them. After months of watching his best friends dance around each other, Ravi finally takes matters into his own hands.
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5 times Buck, Eddie, and Ravi all hook up together, and 1 time Ravi just watches.Bookmarked by tokyodates
05 Jul 2026