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Sometimes you have to break things to fix them. Chris would break his relationship with Buck, but Buck's already done that.
Chris can finish the job, though.
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18 Apr 2026
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“Ravi, I want you to have my fours,” says Buck, before Ravi can start his own turn. All three heads at the table turn to him in incredulous unison, so he adds, “What?”
“That is simply not how the game works,” answers Ravi, dumbfounded. “How do you—are you real?”
“Don’t open that can of worms,” Eddie teases with a shake of his head. “I’m still trying to work that one out, and I was roommates with the guy.”
Barely audible, Hen mutters, “Roommates, he says. Is that what historians will call it?”
or: Eddie has a work wife. Buck has a lot to figure out.
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13 Apr 2026
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Dum Spiro, Spero (While I breathe, I hope) by cl0pin
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
31 May 2026
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June 25, 2026 — Sir George-Étienne Cartier Parkway, somewhere off Rothwell Drive
Shane Hollander opened his eyes and felt relief.
I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.
What don't I know?
It didn't matter. He just needed to not remember.
And he didn't.
Good.
Then everything was black.
or: a married Hollanov amnesia fic
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12 Apr 2026
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Evan Buckley is five years old when he realizes that he doesn’t feel pain.
Evan is five and a half when he learns how to pretend.
Over the years, Buck gets really, really good at pretending.
That is, until the day Eddie gets shot right in front of him.
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An AU where Buck is unable to feel pain.Bookmarked by Strawberriesmakesense
11 Apr 2026
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“T-There was a flower,” Buck whispers, and his head drops back with a little moan that floats from his cocked-open, swollen lips. Buck’s hand skirts down his flushed belly, dips through streaks of wet and half-dried patches of cum, and wraps a quivering hand around himself. Eddie chokes. “O-On the hike, I saw it, an-and, I was like, s’so p-pretty,” Buck moans, and his eyes peel open, baby blue eyes alight with lust.
“So… So I crouched down to ge-get a better look, and I—fu-u-uck—to-touched a little dew droplet on the edge of one of the petals,” Buck’s voice breaks off into a soft sob, hand working up and down his cock, slick precum blurting out the flushed slit. Buck’s hand encases his cock perfectly, thumb brushing the underside of his head, and squeezing his base. It’s messy, and a bit frantic, and Eddie feels very, very parched.
He can’t drag his eyes from Buck.
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or; can we still call it platonic if you fuck your best friend for the first time to keep him from dying because he touched an unknown flower and got laced with fuck or die sex pollen?Series
- Part 55 of buddie by tired
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10 Apr 2026