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“Alright,” Eddie shrugs, laissez-faire. He pulls Buck’s plate to the center of the table; pushes his own forward in kind. Then he begins a drawn-out circus routine of plucking an olive at a time up and out of the bowl and plopping them onto their respective dishes, one by one.
The delicate, repetitive movement of Eddie’s pinched fingers reminds Buck of picking the petals off of flowers. He loves me. He loves me not. He love—
An olive hits him square in the forehead.
“There,” Eddie says, resolute, as the pitted projectile tumbles to the ground at Buck’s feet. “Equal treatment.”
Or: Buck, Eddie, and the olive theory. Well, in theory.
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20 Jun 2026
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Someone exclaims in the background, but Buck’s voice cuts through louder when he asks, “You… you want to borrow my…?”
“Flashlight,” Eddie supplies with patient emphasis. It is not, strictly speaking, a leap of faith to assume Buck of all people would have one, but he did move recently, so— who knows what’s still lost in Packed Box Limbo. “Please tell me you have one I can use.”
“I…” there’s a lengthy pause on the other end, Buck’s voice weak and tapering off at the end. “Y-Yeah, okay.”
Or: Eddie just needs to borrow some tools. Fleshlight, flashlight, what’s the difference? The distinction has never been more illuminating.
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16 Jun 2026
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“...My husband here is always talking about coming to this restaurant.” Buck holds his breath while waiting for Eddie’s response.
Eddie blushes immediately, “Yeah, I just love the food…” he says, nodding. Buck’s heart skips. He thinks Eddie will leave it at that, but he adds to the lie, “See, we’re celebrating our wedding anniversary tonight.”
(Or, Buck and Eddie keep referring to each other as husbands, it’s undoubtedly nice… They’re not together, no. It’s a best friend thing.)
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09 Jun 2026
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He gives in, wrapping his arms around Eddie’s middle, breathing him in. “I can’t sleep without you, anyways,” he mumbles into Eddie’s hair.
He hears the way Eddie’s breath hitches loudly. “I’ll make sure to wake you up next time, then,” he promises in a whisper, holding Buck closer.
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“What—”
Buck cuts his own words off with another shuddering gasp as Eddie suddenly pulls him in. He’s compelled to allow Eddie to guide him, complete putty under his control. There’s nowhere else he’d rather be.
“Weirdo,” is all he hears Eddie mutter fondly under his breath before his lips meet Buck’s.
It lasts a split second, way too short for Buck to even count the milliseconds, but somehow still, it’s life-changing. A short pressing of lips, breaths exchanged through mouths, and the feeling of knowing this is it. Buck’s ruined for anyone else forever now. No other lips will ever hold a crown to Eddie’s chapped and tequila-tainted ones.
OR: Eddie drunk-kisses Buck twice, and throws up three times.
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31 May 2026
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“You sold your dick?” Eddie says, voice pitching higher than it should. Everyone snaps to look at him, and Eddie’s cheeks suddenly flush with warmth. Okay. Maybe he’s drunk.
“No…not exactly,” Buck says, “I let them like… take a mould. Take some pictures. That’s not— it could be the lie! You guys have to guess!”
“No,” Eddie slurs, tilting forward, an accusatory finger pointed. “I don’t believe you. And the car thing is—” A slightly drunken hiccup. “Bullshit. You can’t tell two lies.”
Horrified at the allegation, Buck gasps, hand slapped against his sternum. “You think I’d— Eddie, the sanctity of two truths and a lie is really, really important to me.”
OR: One Life-Altering, Buck-Dick-Shaped Truth.
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09 May 2026
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He’s so close. But Buck’s face sways even closer, eyes hyper-focused on Eddie’s mouth, like he wants to ensure that what he whispers next make its way inside:
“The quiet, closeted catastrophe of Edmundo Diaz—performed nightly for an audience of none.”
Eddie flinches. For a second, all the noise in his head goes silent.
“W-what—” Eddie’s voice cracks and he’s trying to frown, trying to be mad, but he feels exposed, so his words come out broken, confused. “What’s that supposed to mean?”or: buck fights back during the kitchen scene in 8x17 and it sends eddie spiralling
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02 May 2026
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"Eddie!" Buck barges into Eddie's house with his strawberries and honey and burning need to understand what the fuck just happened. "Why have you been telling everyone at the farmer's market you're gay and have a husband??!"
"Uh, cause I haven't?" Eddie says, looking confused, mug halfway to his mouth.
"Then why does everyone at the farmer's market think you're gay and happily married?" Buck exclaims. "Gayly!"
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Everyone at the farmer's market thinks Eddie is gay and married, and Buck has no fucking clue how they got that idea.
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23 Apr 2026
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“You didn’t tell me your agent’s name was Dick,” Eddie says, halfway to a laugh.
Buck tries to force a smile onto his face, but it won’t come. “Yeah, he didn’t mention that before. Apparently, that was info he only wanted to share with you.”
“Oh, weird,” Eddie says, like it’s not worth thinking about. “Still funny, though.”
“Hilarious,” Buck says as he pulls into the street and Eddie types in the next address.
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The problem isn't that Buck's real estate agent is into Eddie or that Eddie seems to like it; it's a matter of professionalism.
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18 Apr 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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- Part 14 of ejo + 911
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31 Mar 2026
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They’ve been doing this more often lately, tagging along to each other’s houses.
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- Part 2 of tumblr askbox prompts
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30 Mar 2026
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He wonders if Buck ever thinks about it.
The sheets sticking to his damp skin, their sounds of pleasure echoing around the room, Buck telling him all the things he’s thought about doing to Eddie before. How Eddie would let him without question, knowing Buck would still take care of him even when given all the power in the world.
What this means for himself is something that’s hard to bear thinking about.
Or, Eddie comes to terms with what he deserves.
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30 Mar 2026
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“That’s literally what the flyer says," Buck points out. "First responders and their partners.”
He gestures between himself and the loft, where Eddie’s upstairs doing something productive and very unaware of what Buck is about to drag him into, and then shrugs like this is all very self-explanatory.
“We’re partners.”
“Yeah, yeah. Of course!" Ravi says, and then slaps Buck on the back with a little too much enthusiasm. “Definitely sounds like you two could benefit from it.”
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Or, Buck misreads a flyer, signs up for couples therapy, and accidentally starts a relationship he didn’t know he was already in.Bookmarked by Shiftp
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24 Mar 2026
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"Kiss me."
Buck's hands freeze, the stroking stops. “...I’m sorry?”
“Kiss me.” Eddie doesn't know where this is coming from, except he does, actually—it's coming from the part of his brain that has been chewing on this problem for two days straight and has finally arrived at a solution. A terrible solution. A solution that makes perfect sense if you don't think about it too hard. "I need to know."
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The scientific unravelling of Eddie Diaz.a 9x7 coda
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13 Mar 2026
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Eddie’s massage therapist is Briana.
He confirmed this six times: twice on the website, once during a phone call he made from his truck in the grocery store parking lot like it was a covert operation, three more times in the confirmation email.
"Eddie?"
He looks up.
That is not Briana.
The guy standing in the hallway entrance is tall and built like someone whose job description wildly undersold the physical reality. There's a birthmark above his eye that shouldn't work but does, way too much, and his scrubs fit him well. They — okay. They fit him obscenely well, actually.
His arms. God, his arms. They're just arms. Everyone has arms.
Eddie is suddenly, involuntarily, thinking about what it would feel like to have those arms braced on either side of him. Or around him. Or holding him down.
Which is not a thought he's ever had about a man's arms before. He's pretty sure. He's almost sure. He's going to move on from this.
He is going to stop looking at the arms.
Any second now.
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It's just a massage. Eddie can survive that. Right?- Language:
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07 Mar 2026
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Buck is about to walk out of the airport. He can’t do this. He won’t. But then a hand—a big, warm hand—settles on his shoulder.
“Hey, uh—”
Buck turns, and standing there is the most beautiful man Buck’s seen in his entire life. A week’s worth of stubble across his jaw and cheek, a strong nose, and the deepest, prettiest brown eyes he’s ever seen, framed by mile-long lashes. Buck’s breath catches. Buck’s not into men, but holy shit, if he was—he’d be into this guy.
Well. He is kinda into this guy. Well. That’s—
“I’m here with my kid,” the guy continues, throwing a thumb over his shoulder and pointing toward where a blonde-haired, smiling kid with red glasses and crutches is standing. The kid lifts a hand and waves. Okay. Even if Buck is into the guy—kid usually means wife. Damn. “He’s got CP. We’ve done this song and dance a thousand times. You want a hand?”
“Sir,” the man cuts in, “this is a private discussion—”
Buck, who really was trying not to cry before, feels like he’s fighting a losing battle now. His eyes are a little wet, and his hands, gripping his crutches, are shaking just a little. “Fuck. Yeah. Please.”
OR Eddie Diaz vs American Airlines.
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06 Mar 2026
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Eddie narrows his eyes at her suspiciously as she continues to sit there in amicable silence, seemingly conducting some sort of psychological warfare on him.
“Why did you bid on me?” he blurts.
“We never get to hang out one-on-one,” Maddie answers with a shrug. “And you’re very important to a lot of people who are very important to me. So I figured it was about time we did.”
“You spent sixteen hundred dollars,” Eddie reminds her.
Maddie shrugs again. “I was feeling charitable.”
OR: Deciding it's finally time to interfere, Maddie uses the LAFD's Bachelor Auction to win herself some one-on-one time with Eddie.
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23 Feb 2026
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Buck scoffs. “You really think you could go longer than I could without--”
Eddie shakes his head in amusement. “Making a ‘deposit’?” he teases sarcastically, finishing Buck’s sentence when he awkwardly clams up. “Yes, with one hundred percent certainty.”
Buck’s eyebrows raise, his bright grin showing off a row of perfectly white teeth. “Oh, you wanna bet? Since you’re so confident.”
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Buck and Eddie challenge each other to see who can go the longest without an orgasm. Eddie’s pretty confident he can win.
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28 Jan 2026
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“My dick is gone,” Eddie says, hushed but frantic.
Buck splutters, wide unblinking eyes still glued to Eddie’s crotch, eyebrows knit together harshly and dragging high on his forehead. Eddie would laugh at his ridiculous face if he didn’t feel like he was going to throw up. “It’s not gone, you have a—”
“Don’t say it,” Eddie warns weakly.
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Eddie wakes up with the wrong equipment. Buck is actually pretty normal about it, until he isn't.Series
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23 Jan 2026
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“If you knocked me up, you’re paying for the abortion,”
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Eddie was hoping to avoid this conversation, and he can’t even really begin to fathom how or when he would bring it up. Hey, nice save back there, he imagines, the resounding clap of his hand landing on Buck’s shoulder, echoing off the tall ceiling of the station. By the way, I can hear you touching yourself at night. I can hear you making yourself come a foot away from me.
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Buck and Eddie share a bed during quarantine. It blurs a few lines.Bookmarked by Shiftp
23 Jan 2026