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“Honey, I already told you out at the gate,” Eddie said with a weary sigh, trying to act normal, “we don’t have to sit next to each other on the plane. We’re gonna be on vacation together for two weeks.”
“Well, every time your mom calls, she says I’m not romantic enough,” the handsome stranger countered, propping his elbow on the back of Eddie’s seat and casually leaning closer. “So I thought we could hold hands on our way to vacation. Excuse me.”
Buck and Eddie get first-class tickets, join the Mile High Club, and possibly meet the love of their lives—not necessarily in that order.
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Buck’s whole body tensed up suddenly, panic hitting him like a lightning strike—sharp and zigzagging, nauseatingly fast, straight into the pit of his stomach. He blinked his eyes open, ignored the ice pick-pick-pick of pain thrumming through his skull, and lifted his head to look.
Horrifically, he was naked. Very, very naked. And so was—Eddie.
Buck and Eddie sleep together during Chimney's bachelor party. In the chaotic aftermath, they face the consequences and finally come to some long overdue realizations.
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“You like it there?”
“The 133? Yeah. It’s, uh—good. Solid team.” Buck hesitated. “Different, but good.”
Eddie swallowed around the knot in his throat. “I’m glad.”
Six months of silence, one impulsive visit, and the conversation they should’ve had a long time ago. Buck and Eddie finally talk about what went wrong between them after the lawsuit. And maybe, just maybe, they start putting the pieces back together.
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After their first encounter with Fulcrum, there is palpable tension between the members of Team Bartowski. When Casey sees an opportunity to fix that, he takes it. However, his methods lead to some unexpected changes in the dynamic between the NSA agent and his asset, which might not be as unwelcome as they first seem.
Or—
Chuck falls and Casey is there to catch him.
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Interns: The Not Even Remotely Factual or Objective Account of Life at Stark Industries Where Everything Is Possible but Most Things Are Not Allowed by CaptainBonbon, EarlCain
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, Iron Man (Movies), Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
28 Mar 2020
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In case it wasn't clear already, Stark Industries is the best company to work for. Ever. Are you wondering why? Well, fear no more because the highly competent - and only partially biased - interns of SI are more than happy to tell you.
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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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- Part 14 of ejo + 911
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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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- Part 16 of ejo + 911
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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
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The day after Frank’s world comes crashing down, he gets a chance for a do-ever. The first time it was a blessing. The second time it was a curse.
What is it that he’s supposed to be fixing?
This feels exceptionally difficult to actually write down, in ink:
Every morning, I wake up and it’s September 5th again.
It’s been eleven days now. I don’t know why writing it down makes me want to be sick all over again.
I’m not going to do a second-by-second ticktock of exactly what happens. I know what happens. And if I can’t remember, all I have to do is wait twenty-four hours for it to come around again. Jesus H Fucking Christ.
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17 Apr 2026
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It started with a browser tab she forgot to close. And then a text that was maybe a little too personal. And then it went all downhill from there …
“Before we … back when we were just texting, I had this fantasy …”
“Don’t you dare stop talking.”
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17 Apr 2026