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    collection of all my short tumblr drabbles

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    There were no hard and fast rules when it came to soulmarks, but there were a few generally accepted principles:

    1. The marks are echoes of your soulmate’s first waking thoughts, usually in their native language.

    2. The marks last anywhere from a few hours to a full day, depending on the intensity of emotion.

    3. They appear sporadically, not every first thought is focused enough to appear as a mark.

    4. They appear on your body the moment your soulmate wakes, regardless of time zone.

    5. It’s rude to examine or comment on someone else’s marks

    6. Evan “Buck” Buckley doesn’t have a soulmate.

    Okay, maybe that last one was known only to two people, Buck himself and his sister Maddie, and Maddie refused to agree with him on this matter. Buck maintained however, that 28 years was plenty long enough to wait for an echo of his own without finally l accepting that, clearly, he was one of those unlucky few who didn’t get a soulmate. Sure, not everyone found their person- their echo, but most people at least got marks that gave them hope that their soulmate was out there somewhere. Not Buck, though. No, Buck was obviously meant to be alone forever. Or at least between hookups.

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    13 Apr 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 31

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    He knew what it meant; the shakes, the increased secrecy, the defensiveness. He was well and truly on his way down the path of addiction.

    Buck also knew that he should stop. He could ask for help. Talk to someone.

    But that would mean admitting he had failed.

    There's something inherently twisted to the fact that in this moment, clutching bottles of pills, he feels closer to Bobby than he has since the man's death.

    Some rotten part of him finds comfort in it. Addiction runs in families - if this is the only thing he has left of his pseudo-father, then who is Buck to deny it? Misplaced spite makes him tear the bottle open.

    It's not like Bobby is here to stop him.

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    or, after the events in New Mexico, Buck develops a drug addiction.

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    21 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 84

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    And it’s no different now. Because Buck is a good friend - the best friend Eddie has ever had the privilege of having. He’s been the one sure thing in his and Chris’s lives since they came to LA nearly a decade ago, and the hungry thing in Eddie’s chest that thrives off of each moment spent in proximity to him is spoiled rotten with his easy affection and loving companionship. And that’s enough. It has to be enough, because Buck doesn’t - can’t possibly - feel the same way.
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    or: Buck keeps trying to set him up with women, Eddie crashes out and pines his little heart out, and a night at a motel in the middle of nowhere, Texas changes everything

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    10 Feb 2026

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    When they make it back to the station, Eddie expects things to go back to normal. Clearly, he imagined something, his own guilt transpiring into something edging toward an auditory hallucination. He pushes on, shedding his gear and making his way into the kitchen. He chops up the vegetables handed to him, slicing them finely, long fingers careful with the blade, well, until—

    I don’t even know how to stop staring. God, his hands. Holy shit. I wonder how many of his fingers would fit in my mouth—

    “Jesus Christ,” Eddie chokes, knife slipping in his hand, almost nicking his finger. He pauses, placing the knife to the side of the chopping board. “What did you—what was that?”
    Buck looks up from where he’d been staring at Eddie’s hands, catching his eye. “Huh?”

    His eyes are beautiful, Buck says—or his voice does. Eddie watches, but there, right in front of him, Buck’s mouth is unmoving.

    OR Eddie's forced to confront the situation at hand because he can't get Buck's voice out of his damn head.

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    03 Feb 2026

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    When Buck and Eddie get roped into a photoshoot for the friend of a friend, neither of them expect what they'll have to do.

    Or what it'll cost for their relationship.

    Or, the photoshoot fic that got a little angsty, then a little sexy.

    (Link to a no-smut version included in beginning notes!)

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    19 Jan 2026