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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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    06 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 98

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    It's probably only been two minutes, tops—not that he has any concept of time. All coherent thought went flying summarily out of his head the second Buck dropped to his knees for him.

    or; The first time Buck gives him a blowjob, it doesn't go quite how Eddie thought it would. 

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    18 May 2026

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    "Eddie," Buck sighs, "I'm serious. You don't have to—"

    Eddie plants a hand firmly on Buck's bare chest and pushes him down onto the bed, rolling on top of him in one smooth motion, cutting him off with a long kiss pressed to his slightly parted lips.

    "And what if," he pecks him again on the mouth, then on his cheek, his jaw, the soft skin just below his ear, "I just want you in my mouth. Just 'cause. What about then?"

    or; The first time he gives Buck a blowjob, it doesn't go quite how Eddie thought it would

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    18 May 2026

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    Eddie interrupts. “Well,” he says, turning fully to their waiter, “today’s kind of a special occasion, you see.”

    Sven smiles. “Someone’s birthday?” He looks between Buck and Eddie.

    “It’s actually, uh, our anniversary,” Eddie says, reaching out a hand to place over Buck’s.

    Buck chokes, even though all the bread is safely in the bread basket.

     

    or, buck wants a free tiramisu. eddie has a tried-and-tested plan to get it.

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    16 May 2026

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    “Buck,” he says softly. “You’re my favourite person to spend time with, too. You think I’d rather be at some stuffy restaurant with anyone else?”

    “It wasn’t stuffy,” Buck says. “Sven was nice.”

    “Fine,” Eddie agrees. “Sven was nice. I think I’m in love with you.”

     

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    SVEN MY GOAT

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    Eddie climbs onto the bed. They sit side by side, legs extended, two letter L’s protruding off the page. Instead of pressing play like Eddie is expecting, Buck laughs.

    “What?” Eddie asks, an instinctive smile caressing his lips.

    Buck grips his jaw, thumb brushing over his teeth before he bites at the broad nail, stifling. “Just—did you ever see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory?”

    Eddie nods. “Gene Wilder.”

    “That’s the one,” Buck chuckles around his thumb, then lets it slide free. “You know the grandparents?”

    Then Eddie’s laughing too. “Jesus,” he says on an exhale.

    “I’m just saying,” says Buck, still giggling. “I’ve seen our future, and it’s bright.”

    Or: God created the world in seven days. It only takes Eddie six to surreptitiously move into Buck’s house.

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    02 May 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    “I’m gay,” Eddie replies. Somewhere in the back of his mind, a record scratches. He has no idea how he got here.

    A beat passes, then another. Eddie’s heart, caught off guard and scrambling to enact damage control, drums against his ribcage.

    “...Because of my lasagna?” Buck asks.

    A laugh punches out of Eddie, short and high-pitched, pure unsuspecting delight. “You know what? Yeah. Why not,” he replies. “It’s your lasagna that did it.”

    “Damn,” Buck exhales. “Remind me not to change my recipe.” 

     
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