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“Are you fucking kidding me?” Eddie yells over the rain, “You know what? I’m just going to go. Give me my keys.”
Eddie holds his hands out for the keys, but Buck makes no move to hand them over.
“The keys, Buck!” He’s shaking so bad, Buck feels awful.
“Eddie-”
“No, just-” Eddie wipes his eyes, “I just want to leave.” He snatches the keys from Buck and walks around him to head towards the truck.
Eddie stops abruptly, “You know, maybe I should just go home and finish packing and just fucking head to Texas tonight since I’m so fucking unwanted!”
Buck steps down the stairs, “Unwanted? You think you’re unwanted?”
Eddie holds his arms out, “What the fuck am I supposed to think, Evan? You.. You cancel any plans I try to make with you, I track you and you’re out at bars or other houses and.. And I know that’s not my business okay? I fucking know that but, you- Buck you just stopped coming around.”
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Buck struggles with the idea of Eddie leaving to go to Texas...Eddie has some things to say.Bookmarked by MaSeshield
19 Jun 2026
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Eddie's talking about Marisol, about how he should have seen it coming, about how he's tired of trying to make things work that aren't meant to work. Buck is listening, mostly, but he's also watching the way Eddie's throat moves when he swallows, the way his fingers drum restlessly against the table.
"What about you?" Eddie asks suddenly. "How's Tommy?"
Buck blinks.
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or; Kim situation never happened, Eddie and Marisol break up. Buck and Eddie get a bit too drunk.
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19 Jun 2026
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"You, uh, you ever heard of—of a prostate massage?" Buck asked. He had his hand resting on Eddie's shoulder now, with Eddie still holding onto his wrist.
Eddie huffed out a laugh best he could. "Don't tell me you learned that in, uh, in Peru." He said, trying to keep his voice light and joking as if it would dispell the tense air lighting up the room. As if it could hide the way he felt himself twitch in his briefs hearing Buck say prostate massage.
Buck smiled, not quite laughing as he replied. "No, that one is from other sources." He said. "Really good for stress relief, though. Tried and true."
Eddie shifted underneath Buck, feeling the stiff flagpole tucked away in his pants. He was leaking steadily now, the front of his underwear damp and sticking to him uncomfortably. He let go of Buck's wrist, bringing his hands up to sit underneath his head while he arched his back ever-so-slightly up towards Buck.
"If you think it'll help." He says, hoarse and much more sultry than he meant.
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the platonic prostate massage fic
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19 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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14 Jun 2026
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The bruises mottle Buck’s skin, like paint splattered clumsily on a canvas. Except—the artist behind this, whoever they are, clearly went about it with intent and precision. A curator of hickeys; Buck’s pale thighs like the walls of a gallery. A thriving one, at that. It’s… a lot of marks.
Eddie wonders if it hurts. Well—he knows that part already, at least based on what Buck told him a few minutes ago. So instead, Eddie starts to wonder if it hurt. The procedure behind the photo; the act of being marked up so irrefutably.
Buck reacts to Eddie’s thumbs up message with a thumbs down.
Buck: I just accidentally sexted you dude
Don’t 👍👍👍👍 meOr: Eddie receives an unintended photo. Then he bites some thighs about it.
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14 Jun 2026