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Most people grew out of their plushie phase when they hit middle or high school, but that never really happened for Dennis, which was how he ended up twenty-seven years old and still sleeping with his childhood stuffed animal.
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Dennis has a beloved childhood stuffed bunny that he sleeps with every night. Robby accidentally finds it. It goes a lot better than Dennis expected.
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25 Jun 2026
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"No," Eddie says, shaking his head when the officer looks over his shoulder to Chim. He lashes out, grips the Officer by his button down uniform, shakes him and forces him to look at Eddie. He bares his teeth, heart battering the same way it did in that damn New Mexico hospital. "You're looking at me right now, do you understand? You're answering my questions. Now tell me, where is Buck?"
After New Mexico, Buck's house burns down, and he's nowhere to be found. Eddie promptly loses his mind.
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- Part 6 of buddie gifts ᥫ᭡.
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25 Jun 2026
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Evan Buckley— Buck, Evan was what showed up on disciplinary letters and on the lips of a father he hadn't called in fourteen months — climbed the steps two at a time and tried not to spill the coffees.
Junior year. Third year as an English major. Second year of telling everyone, including himself, that he was fine. First year as an undergraduate TA.
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A Professor Eddie x Teachers Assistant Buck fic, AGE GAP IS THE CHERRY ON TOP. (idk how to do summaries, bear w me)
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23 Jun 2026
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Robby finally makes it to his four day weekend, truck packed and on the road to the cabin. He was looking forward to the solitude, some time for self care.
When Jack gatecrashes his weekend before he even hits the highway, self care starts looking a little different. Especially after their little detour collects Whitaker along the way.
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23 Jun 2026
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Nothing good comes from someone pounding on the door at two in the morning.
He pulls the door open mid knock, ready to lay into whomever the hell has decided that the middle of the night is a reasonable time for a visit, but the words turn to ash on his tongue when he finds Eddie standing there, his fist still raised to pound on the door as Buck swings it open.
And Eddie looks like shit.
It's not even the bruises blooming up his arms and spreading over his cheekbone. It's not the split and swollen knuckles that are so prominently on display with how his fist is still floating in midair between them.
It's the nearly wild look that's burning in his eyes — pain and sorrow and grief that's smoldering just beneath the surface, threatening to explode, to consume him completely.
(For the bingo square: Rough)
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21 Jun 2026