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“There are some rules,” Lena starts, but Eddie is already rolling his eyes.
“Let me guess, don’t talk about it?”
“I think that’s implied, with the whole ‘illegal fighting’ thing, but sure, let’s call that the first rule. It’s the second rule that’s important,” she stresses. “That’s what everyone is really there for.”
“What is it?”
“Whoever beats the omega gets the omega.”
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Everybody knows the first rule of fight club. The second is more important.
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16 Jul 2026
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Captain Buckley, who is steady, who has his shit together, who definitely does not recognize his new probie because he spent a night eight years ago with his hands in that man's hair whispering things against his skin that would get him fired on the spot if anyone in this building ever found out.
"You must be Eddie Diaz." His hand goes out. Not shaking, by some miracle that deserves its own cathedral, its own patron saint, the patron saint of men who are dying inside and shaking hands about it. "Welcome to the 118. It’s nice to meet you, I’m Captain Buckley."
Eddie takes his hand. A firm grip, calloused in places Buck doesn't remember, but Buck's skin recognizes him anyway, every nerve, all at once.
"Captain." Eddie's voice is level, pleasant, perfectly neutral, and Buck would buy it completely if he couldn't see the tension bolted into Eddie's shoulders. "Thanks for having me." A beat. "You got a first name, Captain Buckley?"
"Evan. But most people just call me Buck."
"Buck," Eddie repeats, tasting it, dragging it out, and Buck's stomach drops through the floor. "Suits you."
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Captain Buckley WILL NOT fuck his new probie, okay? At least, not again.- Language:
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02 Jul 2026
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The doctor tilts her head to the only source of warmth in the cold, hospital room. “And who’s he?”
Buck’s eyes drift to Eddie, hungry for the sight of him. They fall upon the tense line of Eddie’s shoulders, the firm press of otherwise plump lips, watching like the very air in his lungs depend on Buck’s answer.
“That’s Eddie,” Buck answers, and the smile sneaks up on him. “Eddie Diaz. My partner.”
There. Relief washes through Eddie in a visible wave: his shoulders drop, features relaxing with the soft push of an exhale. Buck warms at the sight. Right answer.
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A polysemy is a word with multiple, related meanings. The word partner, for example, can mean close friendship, a teammate, a co-parent. To someone else, it can also mean a lover.Bookmarked by ircnshield
20 Jun 2026
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"Buck actually doesn't even know why he's here tonight. It had seemed fun at the start. Go with a friend, drink a bit, maybe get lucky. But, as he surveys the very shady and very much illegal fight club gathered around him, he has to wonder if this is really his scene or if he'd much rather stick to his seedy local bar and dating apps. At least there he knows what he’ll find and he’s ready for whatever gets thrown his way. Yea, it’s not the safest option for hookups but he knows this can’t be much better."
Or, Buck 1.0 meets fight club era Eddie. That's it. That's the fic.
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- Part 4 of Soup's Buddie Smut Fics
- Part 10 of Best Of Buddie Soup
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05 Jun 2026
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“Whose place did you go back to?” Eddie murmurs.
“Mine.” Buck coughs, cheeks burning, with a painful and sudden awareness of the fact that he's just admitted to fucking his ex in Eddie's bedroom. “Well, yours, but–um, it was mine. At the time.”
Eddie’s eyes glint. Buck has rarely seen him make a face like that before. It's almost disorienting—a flash of lightning, there and gone, and Buck feels like he’s standing on another precipice. Of what, he doesn’t know. “Do you still… have feelings for him?”
“God, no.” Buck shakes his head with enough force to snap his neck. “Hell-fucking-no. We were so wasted. Also," he grimaces, "the morning after, he said something, and I got pissed, and then I said something. Pretty mean, actually. End of story.”
“Is it?” Eddie’s brow lifts, prying, and a stripe of heat plummets from Buck’s chest, straight through his gut. “What aren’t you telling me?” His tone isn’t cold anymore, just cautious, even gentle, and Buck can feel himself folding against his better judgement, like paper to a flame.
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Or: Eddie jumps off of bridges so Buck doesn’t. Little does he know, he takes Buck’s heart with him every time.
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13 May 2026
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“Yeah,” Eddie breathes out, nodding. “Yeah. I’ll be your first.”
“We don’t have to,” Buck rushes out, eyes half-lidded. “I just—”
“Please,” Eddie says urgently, cutting Buck off. “I want to.”
Buck seems to catch on, then, a grin spreading across his face as he ruts against Eddie’s hand. “Ye– Yeah? You wanna pop my cherry, Eddie?”
OR: Buck and Eddie lose their virginities together. Kind of.
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11 May 2026
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Buck finally sees him, his pupils blown wide, his lips red from sucking on Buck’s neck. “Fuck, I don’t know what I need. I feel insane right now. I just need to see, you know? I need proof of the blood pumping underneath your skin.”
“And you decided a hickey was the only way to do that?” Buck laughs, a tad hysterical. Eddie responds by pressing his finger against the hickey beginning to form on his neck. Buck hisses at the touch and, in the dim light, Eddie’s eyes seem to get even darker. Hungrier.
Buck is so fucked.
Or, Eddie becomes obsessed with checking Buck's pulse after New Mexico. It quickly escalates, when checking with his hands isn't enough anymore.
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30 Apr 2026
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No matter the distance, the silence, or the storms in between – what’s meant to find it’s way will always do so. The universe, in its quiet wisdom, knows how to bring hearts home.
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Buck and Eddie can’t stand each other, constantly arguing and getting on the team's nerves. On a call, a botched magical encounter leaves them stuck hearing each other’s thoughts. Forced into unbearable closeness, they unravel secrets, past wounds, and inconvenient desires. What begins as a curse turns into the most intimate connection either has ever known. But falling in love when your enemy knows everything you’re thinking? That’s the real risk.--
Magic AU where Buck and Eddie end up with Telepathic Communication- Language:
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02 Apr 2026
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He can’t think about Ryan between his thighs, squeezing his hips, pinning him to a mattress. He can’t think about Ryan’s warm eyes going dark, that face that gets so flushed with pleasure.
He can’t think about Ryan not wanting to say it on camera. Because if it didn’t mean anything, if it was easy, he could say it. He could say the words and move on. The way he just told a woman exactly how he’d take her out – cooking for her, taking her dancing, calling her mama, staring into her fucking eyes, and how it didn’t mean anything at all.
or: Oliver's left feeling some kind of way after a particular interview during the 2025 Disney/ABC upfronts
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16 Feb 2026
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“I can still sleep on the couch,” Oliver offers softly.
“No, you can’t.”
It’s been in the back of his mind since the lobby – the one bed – waiting for this moment. They’re both too tall for the chair-and-a-half, especially with Oliver’s bad leg, and a King-sized bed is big enough for two. It has to be.
or: Ryan and Oliver get stuck overnight in Nashville because of the weather and there's only one bed. Oh no.
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16 Feb 2026
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And maybe it’s exhaustion from hours upon hours on the road, and patchwork sleep that never got deep enough to even matter, or too much shitty coffee and gas station food. Or maybe it’s the fact that they didn’t bother to turn on the lights when they walked in, and the shadows are always kinder, combined with Buck sounding so earnest, and maybe a little bit heartbroken. But no matter the reason, Eddie can feel his anger draw back slowly, like the ocean pulled by the tide.
“I know, okay?” Buck breaks the silence again, cutting Eddie off before he can open his mouth. “I know it’s stupid. We had a good time, we had fun, that’s – that’s all it was supposed to be, right? A getaway. I know this last year changed things. We can’t just go back. I–I–I know that. It’s just sometimes I –”
His voice breaks. Eddie can almost picture the fragments of it hitting the floor.
“Sometimes I’m wondering if I still even have a best friend or –”
Eddie winces. “Of course you still – Jesus Christ, Buck.”
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Forced into a hundred and thirty cubic feet of space for a thirty-hour drive – something’s gotta give.
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- Part 1 of the long way home
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15 Feb 2026
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Somehow, Buck has Eddie’s lip print on his cheek. Eddie has marked Buck as taken and his, and oh. This is what Buck wants. He can’t walk around with a hickey on his neck, no matter how much he wants to (and god does he want to). But this could scratch the itch, allow Buck to feel claimed, to feel like Eddie’s being a little possessive, while maintaining secrecy. He can wipe off the lip balm where Eddie’s lips branded him and pretend like they’re best friends and nothing more.
Honestly? It’s so hot.
or, Buck wants to be marked by Eddie so badly; Eddie obliges with lip balm, lipstick, and hickeys. They fuck about it.
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03 Feb 2026
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“You were drunk. I know it didn’t mean anything. Everything’s alright.”
Buck visibly winces. “That’s not — Eddie.”
There’s a suspended moment where Buck looks torn, standing on the edge of something, eyes fixed on the horizon to avoid looking at the drop, the precipitous canyon below. But then Buck, who can’t lie, who would tear his own chest open to a complete stranger on the street because the truth of him spills so loudly out of every jagged edge, sighs out:
“It meant something.”
There’s a ringing sound somewhere in the distance, getting closer. “What are you…” Eddie trails off.
“I wasn’t — well, I was drunk. But that wasn’t what. Wasn’t why. Not entirely, or — god.” Buck shudders in a breath, steeling himself. “I have feelings for you.” He closes his eyes. “I’m so sorry.”
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Buck confesses his feelings. Eddie’s straight. If he spends all his time thinking about Buck and looking at Buck and wanting to be around Buck, well, that’s just being a good friend, isn’t it? He’s being so normal about this, actually.
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28 Jan 2026
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He should be glad of it. He doesn’t want people to know he’s struggling, and they don’t. But why doesn’t Buck know? He’s always known, always seen through Eddie’s carefully constructed walls and carved himself a door into them. Even when Eddie resisted, even when he pushed back, Buck ducked his head and shoved through and found the tender hurt Eddie was guarding, cupped his hands around it and held until it didn’t ache so much.
And now Eddie’s bleeding internally, swollen with regret, and Buck doesn’t say a thing. Eddie can’t ask him to. If he opens his mouth, he might just start screaming.
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There's distance between Eddie and Buck. Eddie isn't falling apart. These are two equally true statements.
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14 Jan 2026
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Five years into his job as a phone sex operator, Buck receives an unexpected call from a very confused man. He does everything in his power to help him through his crisis, but ends up creating a crisis of his own.
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What if it was 1998?
What if Buck 1.0 was the best phone sex operator in the country?
What if S8 Eddie had a sexuality crisis and decided to call a gay phone sex line to try to figure it out?
What if they both ended up getting more than they bargained for?
What then?- Language:
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27 Dec 2025
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Buck tries to commit the frame to memory, wills himself not to forget the important details—Eddie on his knees in front of him, his nails seeking purchase along Buck's thighs as he drinks him down, his drawn-out gasps when Buck returns the favor.
After, when Buck reaches out for quiet confirmation in the dark, asks him, "Good?"
Eddie tells him, earnest and hard-won, "Everything is good with you," and Buck can bask in the illusion of a world where he almost believes it.
Buck is trying to leave the past where it belongs. Then he wins an all-expenses-paid trip to Italy, convinces Eddie to join him, and falls headfirst into (not so) casual sex with his best friend.
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13 Dec 2025
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The sun’s a thief and with his great attraction robs the sea by Illgetmerope
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
13 Mar 2025
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Eddie joins Bobby's thief ring. He has his reasons, and Buck has his own to totally hate him for being there.
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03 Dec 2025
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“Chim?” Buck yells loud enough that it bounces off a few cars. “Chim, like, Chimney? You have a crush on… Chimney? As in my sister’s husband?”
Eddie recoils, startled. “I thought you said you knew?”
“I… I…” Buck isn’t sure what to say. This changes everything—the entire day rewrites itself, and he sees every single fucking interaction: Eddie fawning over Chimney in the gym. The counter. The calls.
It was never about Buck.
“He’s fucking married, Eddie.”
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Eddie's got a crush, and Buck's handling it as expected.
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20 Nov 2025
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Eddie is hurt, again and again, and Buck is there to take care of him.
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03 Nov 2025
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“I’m not saying he is or isn't. I’m asking how this attachment affects you. If you think it doesn't affect you, then that's how you feel. But—” He paused, taking a sharp breath in. It felt like he was trying to work himself up to a conversation he'd been wanting to have for a while, but Buck didn’t understand what he was trying to say. “Every session, you talk about him. You don’t only talk about him, I’ll give you that, but we’ve been here for forty-five minutes, and you’ve talked about him for thirty-seven of those minutes.”
Buck sank in his chair. “Are you trying to make fun of me?”
“Definitely not,” he assured. “You told me Eddie made two mugs of coffee this morning. You talked about that for thirteen minutes.”
Here’s the thing: Buck really loves Eddie.
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- Part 1 of doomsdayverse
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26 Oct 2025