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May: it's a weighted voting system, your vote has more weight if you have a queer parent
Denny: so i have the most voting power
Harry: which usually works out because denny is the most sensible of us
May: harry and i get one vote, denny gets two and chris gets an honorary vote
Ravi: why an honorary vote?
Chris: i have a bisexual buck
Denny: duhhhh
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07 Jun 2026
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“Well,” Maddie started, “Eddie, that is my brother, Buck. This is a very on-brand first impression for him.”
Grinning, Eddie turned back to Buck and held his hand out. “Nice to meet you, Buck. I’m Eddie.”
Buck grasped his hand and squeezed it.
Wow. His hands were big. Eddie felt his face turn hot.
“Pleasure is all mine, Eddie.” Buck smiled at him and continued to hold his hand for longer than necessary.
Eddie didn’t mind.
OR: Buck first meets Eddie at Maddie and Chimney's dinner party. It goes about as well as expected.
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- Part 1 of I Met You At A Dinner Party
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05 Jun 2026
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Chris, the traitor, has a date on movie night. Buck's still coming over, and, well, Eddie knows this is a chance he should take. It doesn't quite go how he imagined it.
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- Part 75 of Buddie Short Stuff
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05 Jun 2026
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Across the room, Chim groaned, leaning on his pool cue like Buck’s whining had physically worn him down. “For the love of God, just go on a date already! Eddie, take him out. Maybe then he’ll stop talking about it.”
Eddie blinked, caught off guard. “Excuse me?”
Hen snorted, immediately catching on. “Not the worst idea.”
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It started as a joke—Eddie needing to take Buck on a date. We all know what happens next.
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01 Jun 2026
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Buck’s vision was starting to blur at the edges, a dark vignette creeping in like smoke. His hand fumbled for Eddie’s sleeve but didn’t quite make contact. He slumped further down, back pressing against the base of the table, trying to stay quiet. Trying not to make this worse.
His fingers came away from his chest, soaked in red.
No one had seen it yet.
And Buck couldn’t find the air to call out.
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The 118 only meant to attend a gala—but by the end of the night, Buck was shot, and nothing was ever the same again.
Bookmarked by oleyandro
01 Jun 2026