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Dear Captain Nash,
I know this email is kind of out of the blue, but I didn’t know who else to reach out to. I’m not even sure how to start this email. One time Buck and I signed up for this pen pal program, but the kid in Maine I was writing with gave up after two rounds of letters. It was during my ancient Egypt phase and I think I scared him off with my questions about mummies. Buck told me I was too cool for him anyway.
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When Chris starts going to church in Texas he reaches out to the only person he can think of who might have some answers, meanwhile Eddie uses his email to try and talk to God, and Buck... well Buck online shops mostly.
A season 8 rewrite told only through email.
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13 Feb 2026
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When the firefighter walks into Eddie's coffeeshop, Eddie immediately knows two things about him: he's not human, and he's the love of Eddie's life.
Oh, he knows a bunch of other things too, obviously. He's about thirty, a few months younger than Eddie himself. He has a scar on his throat, like he got stabbed there, and one of his legs has some metal rods in it that must have come from a bad injury. The guy doesn't know he's not human, which is a tricky thing to figure out, but Eddie's almost positive. Most of the non-humans he knows have always known they aren't people, but there are exceptions, and they tend to carry themselves differently. Ana before her first full moon as a werewolf had a very different vibe from Ana after.
The firefighter moves like he knows he doesn't belong, but not like he knows why. Like he's afraid of taking up space, afraid of being noticed.
As if Eddie is even capable of not noticing him.
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31 Jan 2026
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There’s a billboard. Which is a normal thing to find on the side of the interstate. Advertisements for car dealerships and injury lawyers and anything you could ever dream of. This, though… this is beyond his wildest dreams.
This billboard has a picture of a man, about Eddie’s age, blond curly hair and crystal blue eyes.
The man on the billboard is—
He is—
The billboard text swims into focus slowly, as if Eddie is surfacing from deep water.
THIS IS BUCK.
HE’S 33, SINGLE, AND A FIREFIGHTER.
HE’S A GREAT COOK IF YOU DON’T MIND
BREAKFAST FOOD FOR EVERY MEAL.
I’M BEGGING SOMEONE TO DATE HIM SO
HE STOPS THIRD-WHEELING MY MARRIAGE.And then, underneath, in smaller letters:
ALL GENDERS WELCOME TO APPLY.
I'M DESPERATE AND HE'S HOPELESS.
PLEASE CONTACT MADDIE AT:
[email protected]Or,
The sisterly art of romantic sabotage.Bookmarked by udiaz
15 Jan 2026
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The kid claps a hand over his mouth. His eyes are huge and sparkling with something that looks like excitement or mischief, probably both.
"Sorry, sorry," he whispers loudly. Then he leans forward, like he's about to share a secret. "You're a hunk, right?"
Buck chokes on nothing. "I. What?"
"A hunk," the kid repeats. "You know, a hunk."
"I..." Buck has no idea what's happening. "Sure? I guess? I mean, I've been told... I work out sometimes—"
"Perfect!" The kid is already digging around in his backpack. He pulls out a slightly crumpled rectangle of cardstock and presents it to Buck with great ceremony. "This is for you."
It's a handmade card written in crayon, blue crayon. The handwriting is careful but wobbly, the letters all different sizes.
My dad likes boys and is single. He is a HERO and fights fires like Superman. He is a hunk. If intrested, please contact Chris Diaz.
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14 Jan 2026
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“Uh, hey. You wanna come in for a coffee?”
“Coffee? Really? That’s the oldest trick in the book, man.”
Or, Buck 1.0 meets new-to-LA Eddie. This follows the endings of their first 5 (+1) dates.
Bookmarked by udiaz
17 Oct 2025
