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Castiel takes a deep breath and rings the doorbell. He doesn’t need to run through what he’s going to say – he’s already planned and edited and rehearsed it a thousand times. He is going to ask Dean Winchester out to dinner. If it’s not too forward, he’ll say, perfectly charming. You see, I’ve seen you around the neighbourhood and you always seem so earnest and I’d really like to get to know you bette— The door swings open, and Castiel panics.
He intends to excuse himself. He means to apologise and come back some other time. However, in a moment of blind fear, what comes out of his mouth instead are the words, “Could you spare a moment for Jesus Christ?”
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06 Jun 2026
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There’s a pavilion extension above the entrance, shielding the herd of black-clad bodies from the heat of the Saturday sun. The shadow they congregate in paints the picture a shade more morose.
Buck watches from the driver’s seat of his parked car, wondering if he should wait for his heart to leave his throat before he joins the pack. His hands tremble around the wheel, imagining he’s clinging to a life raft in the middle of the ocean.
Surely, it would feel about the same.
A knock against his window pulls Buck’s head above water. He turns with an explanation that quickly dies on his tongue at the unfamiliar sight of Eddie Diaz.
Or: Ten years is a long time to be apart. When his father figure dies, Buck finds himself reconnecting with strangers he knows everything about.
OR Or: The Funeral Fic
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14 Apr 2026
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“You’re cheating,” Buck accuses.
“I’m winning,” Eddie pants, looking far too smug.
“I’m—” Buck tries to tug his arms free from Eddie’s hold to no avail. How is Eddie so damn strong? “I’m letting you.”
“You’re letting me pin you down? Do you like getting your ass handed to you, Buck?”
Heat floods Buck’s gut. He does like getting his ass handed to him. Or—no, well… he likes being pinned, or thrown against walls, or–or floors. But that’s different. That’s a sex thing. This is definitely not a sex thing. This is a bro thing. They’re bro-wrestling. Bro-housing. This is the most platonic thing Buck’s done in his entire life. He doesn’t know why he’s sweating.
Channelling his inner carpet python, he gives a determined wriggle, but Eddie’s hands tighten around his wrists. The feeling sends a shock through Buck’s spinal column.
Oh no.
Eddie, breathless and beautiful above him, repeats, “Say uncle.”
Breath stuttering out of him, Buck freezes.
Use your head, Buck thinks. His dick twitches. Then, panicked, the big one.
Or: Buck and Eddie wrestle over the remote. They forget the remote.
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- Part 16 of ejo + 911
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05 Apr 2026
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“It didn’t mean anything! I swear!” The random man Eddie has never seen before cries suddenly, somewhat stilted, looking directly at Eddie. “Please take me back!”
Eddie has no fucking idea what’s happening. It’s like he had a stroke and woke up in the middle of a telenovela.
Or, Buck needs a fake boyfriend. Eddie loses his mind and offers to play the part.
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03 Apr 2026
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“I like your eye spots,” the kid says, reaching for a glue stick.
“Thank you,” he says. “It’s a birthmark.”
“I’ve never seen a birthmark before!” The kid gasps. “How do you get one?”
Or, Buck gets crushed by a ladder truck and chooses to glass-half-full it. He volunteers to teach a kid's art class at the library. He meets a kid and his dad and his cup end ups very, very full.
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- Part 2 of Paint on your face
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03 Apr 2026