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It’s not ideal, being dead. He can’t bake, he can’t take a shower, he can’t go to work. And he can’t tell Eddie he loves him.
It occurred to him in the too-fast flash of a second it took to fall 48 feet into the fiery subfloor full of rubble, glass, and rebar.
Oh, Eddie.
Not ideal at all.
or: Buck is haunting Eddie's house. That's not the end of the story.
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“Seriously, can you just leave and wait for me on the ground? This is a waste of your time.”
“It’s not going to be a waste of my time once you stop being ridiculous about this and just fly down!” Eddie snaps, grabbing for Buck’s gear again.
Buck knocks his hands away once more, crossing his arms even tighter across his chest. “Eddie, I can’t!”
“Dios, Buck! Earlier, you didn’t want to, didn’t think you could, and now you can’t? You can’t? Well, that isn’t going to work. I’m not fucking leaving you here, so unless you want someone to have to tell Chris how we both burned to death because you were too stubborn to try flying, I need you to work with me.”
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Buck is injured during a high-rise rescue gone wrong, and Eddie does what he can to work around the unexpected consequences
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A 9-1-1 WingFic / Bird!Au where everyone has wings
Bookmarked by duckhawksoup
28 Jul 2025
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Wing fic written by a bird nerd!!!! LETS GOOO 🦅🦅🦅
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About a week after starting back at the 118, and about three weeks before he was supposed to start getting a steady check again, Buck quietly moved out of his loft—
—and into his jeep.
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After Buck is attacked by a werewolf, he turns to Eddie for help. Eddie becomes the key to controlling Buck's painful shifts. Their friendship changes with Buck's new reality and becomes something so much more
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01 Jun 2025