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It was once impossible for Eddie to swing so close to the sun. Now, suddenly, he finds himself craving the warmth. He wants to dig deep, commit to these thoughts and their natural conclusion beyond the single apple bite. It’s a softer reality now — not cruel, not scary, easier to swallow — and it’s happened almost overnight. When exactly did Eddie become capable of such a thing? He can’t be sure. Maybe it was just that he was getting older. Maybe he was becoming more comfortable living the life he had built for himself with love and care and people who dispensed those feelings back to him, people who never judged him too harshly. Maybe it was merely a case of checks and balances; the freedom of knowing that once everything is gone there will be nothing much left to lose.
Whatever the reason for this revelation, it hardly matters. The wingspan of Eddie’s longing broadens with his search. And before Icarus ever fell, at least he flew.
Salvation comes for Eddie in the form of a misplaced camisole, a forgotten tube of lip gloss and a gay cowboy bar called Butch & Sundance. The rest is fundamental.
(OR: It's hot in Texas. It's always been hot in Texas.)
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Captain Buckley’s face creases, his expression disfavourable. “I’m, uh, not really into the whole Sir thing,” he tells Eddie, scratching along the slope of his grey-stubbled chin. “Still getting used to being called Cap, if I’m being honest. Most people here just call me Buck.”
“Buck?” Eddie repeats the name with the intonation of a question.
“There were three other Evans in my class at the Academy,” Captain Buckley explains, shrugging casually with the huge mountain range of his wide, wide shoulders. “Even after all these years, it’s managed to stick.”
OR: Eddie's probationary firefighter year at the 118, under the watchful eye and expert tutelage of Fire Captain Evan Buckley.
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Eddie keeps forgetting that he has a girlfriend. Or that Buck has a boyfriend.
a.k.a:
Chimney's bachelor party, as told in two parts.
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Every now and then, when he’s more tired than usual or when he’s had a particularly long day, Eddie will close his eyes in bed at night and think about Evan Buckley.
The picture of Buck he conjures in his head is always smiling. That was one thing about Buck that he’ll never forget. Sometimes, it felt like the joy coursing through him was so strong and overpowering it was going to burst out of the seams of his body and shoot its way across the room to Eddie, ensnare him in it and reel him in until he was helplessly, hopelessly smiling back.
Buck had many different smiles; big, cheesy grins he used to direct at Christopher; soft, slow ones he’d give to Eddie when they were sitting on the couch in the firehouse late at night; sharp, flirty ones he’d turn on bartenders to get free shots, and then point in Eddie’s direction, which always made his stomach turn nervously. And then, towards the end of their friendship, the sad, resigned smiles, the ones that turned Eddie’s stomach in a way that made him want to run to the bathroom and empty his guts.
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a 'what if?' scenario if the season 8 finale ended with buck leaving the 118 and eddie going back to el paso
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He felt it more than he heard it, an exhale through the nose, Eddie was close enough that Buck could feel the hot air against his cheek. His hand was once again on Buck’s hip, but he didn’t push or pull. “Move,” he said instead. Buck didn’t– he didn’t even give it a moments thought.
“Or what ?” He braced himself instead, tilting his head as he taunted him, watching as Eddie’s jaw tightened and his tongue wet his lips. The grip on his wrist came fast. In one smooth motion, Eddie had turned Buck around and twisted his arm behind his back, pressing him chest-first against the counter.
Or the fic where Buck likes Eddie's muscles, and Eddie likes having Buck under him
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- Part 11 of my answer is you (buddie fics)
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18 Feb 2026