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There’s no marriage left to salvage. Shannon left him two years ago, and whatever fragile hope he was holding onto, whatever flickered in their bed two days ago, died the moment she recognised Buck.
But that’s not what he tells Buck.
“Right,” Eddie says, shifting his weight, crossing his arms across his chest. “And Shannon’s back, I mean you saw her the other day, so we’re gonna—” Eddie takes a breath. “—try again. And me and you can, you know, move on.”
Buck indulges in a threesome with a married couple in El Paso, Texas. Two years later, Eddie Diaz joins the 118. Buck really wishes those two facts weren’t related.
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“This your first commercial flight or something?”
“With you, yeah.” Buck’s grin widens, playful now, the earlier panic tucked safely away. “What, no commemorative gift?”
Eddie glances down at their joined hands—Buck’s fingers still loosely tangled with his, thumb still stroking the skin there. “Permanent custody of my hand ain’t cutting it for you?”
Or, Buck gets over his fear of flying, and joins the Mile High Club. Exactly in that order.
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“Oh.” The new toothpick is already sliding into Eddie’s mouth, making itself at home. Buck’s fingers had held it a moment ago. “Y’know, I didn’t— never realised you did that. W–with your mouth.”
“Did wha— Oh,” Eddie catches on mid-word, shrugs. “Yeah. Childhood habit, I guess. Thought I kicked it years ago but…”
“You do it a lot,” Buck blurts, then wants to saw his own tongue off.
It all starts with Eddie performing fellatio on a ringpop.
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And, well.
It keeps happening.
Buck invites: a dinner, a game, a just swing by, man.
Eddie dodges: laundry, groceries, whatever comes first before his mouth can betray him by saying I can’t be inside your house.
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“Catwoman, huh?” Buck’s eyes flick down again, snagging on the shape of Eddie’s torso. “Yeah, you’re, uh, pulling it off. But, uh…”
Buck straightens, licks his lips, voice shifting to something practiced, polite, and extremely strange to Eddie’s ears. “Look, you seem cool, and that suit’s... heh, working, but I’m— I’m not really doing the whole hookup thing anymore."
The words don’t register at first—then they do, and the world tilts, grin falling right off his face.
Buck doesn’t know it’s him.
Buck doesn’t know it’s Eddie.
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glimpses into a few different universes where eddie diaz accidentally (but not regretfully) stumbles upon a particularly cheeky, blue-eyed bartender.
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Anti Team Cap (but mostly, just Anti Cap) by rhodeys
Fandom Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
17 Jul 2020
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So, here's the thing. Civil War happened and I was not happy about what happened with Tony.
I am still not happy, and will continue to not be happy; therefore, I shall project said unhappiness through these fics.
(Tags for each story will mention who the fic is friendly/non-friendly to)Enjoy!!
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an archive of drabbles for frostiron, ironhusbands, and winteriron. :)
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soulmate one-shots by rhodeys
Fandom Iron Man (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
24 Aug 2020
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The conversation moves on. Buck orders another shot and laughs on cue and remains silent. He might as well be invisible. Nobody has asked him a question in forty-five minutes—
“So, what do you do?” The Hot Priest turns to Buck, gentle brown eyes filled with curiosity. The table falls silent.
“Uh–” Buck stammers, disarmed, “I run a store. Or, well–a coffee shop. A cafe.”
“Cool,” he says like he means it, and Buck kind of believes he does.
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Or, the Fleabag au.
Bookmarked by rhodeys
25 Jan 2026
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god what a delightful read!!! i cannot even begin to explain how much i LOVED this fic—to the point that fleabag being on my watchlist for years has immediately been bumped up to first place. GOD!!! amazing amazing characterisation, buck’s inner dialogue was so funny i genuinely found myself chuckling my godddd!!!!
He redirects his eyes to Eddie’s face, and then they find the little white collar around his neck and that’s—that’s worse, somehow, because suddenly his mind is conjuring a vivid image of Eddie wearing nothing but that white collar and—no. Not going there. He is in a church.
JUST SO MANY GEMS!!! apart from the stunningly written, AMAZINGLY paced buckandeddie dynamic, i loved the maddiebuck solidarity, the guilt that buck carried for so long over kicking maddie out in his own grief, unable to do anything substantial to doug for fear of maddie’s sake, the MADNEY of it all!!!, and the buckley parents finally letting maddie free. GOD. so so beautiful done i enjoyed every moment.
butchdiaz thank u for this you have always been a very favoured author of mine and i fear you have put an extremely high standard for when i finally start watching fleabag
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Eddie was hoping to avoid this conversation, and he can’t even really begin to fathom how or when he would bring it up. Hey, nice save back there, he imagines, the resounding clap of his hand landing on Buck’s shoulder, echoing off the tall ceiling of the station. By the way, I can hear you touching yourself at night. I can hear you making yourself come a foot away from me.
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Buck and Eddie share a bed during quarantine. It blurs a few lines.Bookmarked by rhodeys
20 Jan 2026
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ugggnngnghghghhh this was genuinely so fucking hot wow. WOW. the fact that this is (comparatively) early on in their relationship when it happens--eddie hasn't even been shot yet!!!!--and yet they're already so fucking bananabonkerscrazy for each other in a way that felt SO natural, and all that is 100% owed to the perfect characterisation. seriously. the way this had them treading that very thin line of casual bro-helping-bro and the growing desperation towards each other that too in EDDIE'S POV my god!!!!
“He’s…” Eddie starts, a mild wince twitching at his eye socket. “A bit restless,” is all he says to that. “I’m kind of a light sleeper.”
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“We’ll swing by a drug store on the way home and get you some ambien,” Chim jokes, slapping him firmly on the back, and Eddie laughs and seriously considers it before thinking; but what if he does it again?eddie who's fully enjoying this!!! there's not a chance in hell he'll let himself miss out on buck's stifled little whimpers and moans!!!! not if he's got a say in it!!! eddie's internal dialogue was so SO SO good i could probably quote like 600 different lines and dialogues i read that made me go, yeah, eddie would say/think that! AND THEN. AND THENNNNNN. when they're about to go on a hike and buck's literally making Eyes and Mouth at eddie so eddie stays back at the loft so they can get freaky again my god. NOT EVEN BUCK IS SUBTLE ABOUT ANY OF THIS. they fucking kill me man. great partners on the field. great jerk off partners on the bed. eddie being overstimulated is something so special to me. like a seashell i found on the beach that i cradle in the cocoon of my palm.
special mention to buck who sucked cock for the first time and announced, yes, i like sucking cock. mate... i have reason to believe it being eddie's cock played a big role there.
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“Now that is a handsome man.”
The first thing Hen notices about New Recruit Eddie Diaz is that he is in possession of a remarkable set of abdominal muscles. The next thing she notices is the wedding ring.
And Buck is staring at him like a piece of meat.
“Oh, nuh-uh,” she says immediately. “Don’t even think about it, Buckley.”
or, Eddie is new, and married, and Buck won’t stop flirting. 5+1.
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Bookmarked by rhodeys
16 Jan 2026
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so i LOVE reading non-buddie pov fics--i find them quite daunting myself because i always worry about nailing the characterisation, so i have DOUBLE respect anyone who tackles it AND embodies the character so so amazingly. hen's pov for this was, to put it simply, PERFECT. PERFECT!!!! the perfect mix of her perceptive skills, having buck and eddie's best interests at heart, her little shenanigans, and god. the humour. THE HUMOUR. i have to say i found myself cheesing throughout the fic, but i genuinely laughed out loud at the +1 bit. the way it played out? CINEMA.
i love love loved the moments/dialogues exchanged between her and chimney, god they just get each other!! they really are the best of friends!! so many moments where i found myself so endeared by them, like:
“So, Eddie,” she says. “You’ve been here a month, but I feel like we don’t know all that much about you.”
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Chimney, who is Hen’s partner and best friend for a reason, catches onto what she’s doing immediately, and casually kicks his feet up on the coffee table, crossing ankles. “Well, what’s life like for you outside the firehouse? Wife? Kids?”
THEY'RE SO!!!! PERFECTLY NOSY AND MADE FOR EACH OTHER!!! god. i really enjoyed this fic so much, just the perfect lighthearted crack to lift my spirits which is why i know for a FACT i'm gonna come back to this soon
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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.
Bookmarked by rhodeys
15 Jan 2026
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oh my god. my god my god my god. at multiple points during this fic i had to press a fist to my mouth and take a minute. woooow. buck's internal dialogue is so beautiful and yet so so gut wrenching. it made me think of this trope we sometimes see in buddie fics, the one where buck tends to get lost in his head, spiralling to the point he feels like an outsider to the diaz boys. he's unsure of his place in their lives--he knows he's loved, but does he belong?--unsure of who he is to chris except for Backup Dad, and now here, in this fic, it's his worst fear come to life: his entire being tethered to the house, and yet he only exists as a spectator to their lives. he spent so long fearing he's just a superficial(?) presence only for him to ultimately become one. god. and yet, after putting me through all this, you still brought this to the softest satisfying end. ughh. thank you <3
special mention to this tidbit because i couldn't help but AWW :( out loud:
“Ask me something only I would know,” Buck says soundlessly, giving the planchette a little shove.
“Okay,” Eddie sits up a little straighter. “Ask him something only he would know, something the two of you didn’t do together.”
My beloved skeptic, Buck thinks.
one of my fav examples on how well they know each other UGHHH. my pookies
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He just doesn’t get it. These men like Lee (like Andrew and Dave and Rory), they make it seem so easy. Taking what they covet, expressing their desire. Like it’s the most simple thing in the world, to touch Eddie, kiss Eddie, slither their way inside Eddie; to make it absolutely clear how bad they want him. And he knows Buck wants him just as bad, maybe worse than anyone else; he can see it, feel it, taste it in the air that surrounds him, in the rapacious looks he levels him. He knows Buck wants him. He’s sure of it. So why can’t he just say it? Why can’t he just take it?
What is he waiting for? For Eddie to no longer be available? For the chance of having him to diminish to less than zero? Because that will simply never happen. Look at him, under some handsome stranger as he lets him take him home, swapping spit, grinding hips, and still he’s thinking of Buck.
Bookmarked by rhodeys
13 Jan 2026
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i keep coming back to this fic because this is hands down the hottest thing i've ever read. so many times where i just find myself holding my breath from how INTENSE it gets. wow. eddie who gets taken care of and praised and fucked the way he deserves, how absolutely INSANE eddie is to call buck in the middle of this--what was he expecting!!!!--and how buck is even more insane to stay on call!!!! my god. you always leave me speechless with your writing but somehow the combination of these tropes has resulted in actual physical reactions in me. bated breath. heart pounding. thighs clenched. lauren i'm on my knees thanking you for feeding us eddiegirls with this