Krystalized
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He was on Eddie in seconds, hands fisting in his chest, slamming him back once, twice, fueled by a chaos of emotions that tangled so tightly he couldn’t tell them apart. Rage. Fear. Hurt. And something darker he didn’t dare name.
“What the hell, Eddie?!” Buck’s voice tore out of him, raw and furious, loud enough to cut through the noise.
Eddie’s eyes widened the way they did when Buck caught him off-guard—surprised, exposed, vulnerably human. For a heartbeat the fight-night swagger dropped, and Buck saw the man under the mask: raw, bruised, and suddenly very small.
Before Buck could say anything else, a rough hand closed on the back of his shirt and shoved him sideways. “Hey! Calm—” someone barked, trying to herd him away like he was a troublemaker spoiling the post-fight show.
Eddie moved faster than Buck expected. He planted himself between Buck and the man, leaned in close enough that the guy could see the white of his knuckles. The crowd noise dimmed as attention snapped toward them. Eddie’s face hardened; the shock in his eyes curdled into something like ice.
“Touch him again,” Eddie said, low and dangerous, every syllable a promise, “and I’ll break you.”
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06 Mar 2026
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“Eddie,” Buck whispers-shout. “Do you remember last night?” He watches as Eddie looks down, sees the moment he notices the band around his finger, and can tell the exact moment the memories hit him. Buck looks at his own hand. Fuck. Yeah it’s real. “We – we got married.”
“We did.”
Why isn’t Eddie panicking? Why is his voice so even? Doesn’t he realize what it means? They fucked up. They both did, they both let their drunken selves take over, and they made a mess of everything. So why isn’t Eddie panicking? Buck would expect him to, if he’s honest. Eddie has been married in the past, he panicked when people assumed his relationship with Ana was going in this direction, so how can he be so chill about getting married to him?
“Maddie is going to kill me,” Buck says desperately.Bookmarked by Krystalized
26 Feb 2026
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Exhibit A: Maddie has somehow rejected every single offer of baked goods for the past month and a half in increasingly non-offensive, but suspicious ways.
Exhibit B: Not a single person has asked Buck to bring a pastry to their brunch plans, or a dessert to their dinner plans, despite his very clear love for baking.
Exhibit C: Eddie discourages Buck from supplying baked goods to people and events like it is an olympic sport.
And the outlier.
Exhibit D: Eddie also eats every single one of Buck’s creations, enthusiastically. He waits by the oven like a child, shoves cookies, pieces of bread, and scones into his mouth like a starving man, moans and groans in delight, and even asks Buck when he’s planning on baking more.
Or, Buck has a theory.
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- Part 10 of buckasagirl's 2025 advent calendar
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26 Feb 2026
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“You aren’t needed back for thirteen more days,” Captain Nash speaks calmly, “I thought you would spend it with your wife and child.”
“Aye,” Eddie says. He turns around to face his captain. “My son has been taken.”
“No man has ever come back from there,” Captain Nash says, “You know that, Eddie.”
The use of his given name forces him to turn his attention back to the man towering over him. “I know. But I have to try. And if somehow he’s still– It’s my son.”
Captain Nash considers him for a long moment, expression unreadable. Then finally, he holds the lantern that must have come from his chamber out to Eddie and says, “Let’s be on our way, then.”
Or, Christopher goes missing and pirate!eddie meets siren!buck.
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- Part 13 of buckasagirl's 2025 advent calendar
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26 Feb 2026
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