Parmeshun



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    Buck has, he’s always seen Eddie as the sun. Still does. But it really makes Buck blind to when he’s struggling. Especially because Eddie has a tendency to brush it off or keep it to himself until it becomes unbearable and blows up in his face. But thankfully, he’s actually asking for help this time. Or trying to, at least.

    “Hey,” he says softly, rubbing Eddie’s arms. “I got you.”

    “Apparently I’m touch starved,” he says, trying for a sassy tone. But it comes out squeaky and raw.

    And. Oh.

    Buck’s pulling him into an embrace before his brain even finishes processing it, no intention of letting go anytime soon. Eddie sighs again, content this time. And god. Buck really is never letting him go.

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    If you ask anyone else, Buck and Eddie have finally figured it out and are extremely insufferable about PDA now. If you ask Buck, he's just helping his very straight best friend out. Very platonically.

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    Trigger warning: discussion of suicide

    “Excuse me, sir? Are you Mr. Kishimoto?” The man doesn’t so much as blink. “Right. I was afraid you’d say that.” In one short huff and the very distant gasps of the crowd below, Buck stretches a leg over his own balcony, balancing himself on the edge. That gets the man’s attention.

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    With things no longer the same after the lawsuit, Buck decides that he needs to leave LA. Before he does, though, the team answers a call to rescue a jumper. Buck's heart-to-heart with the man sets off a mess of reactions that just might convince him he still has a home at the 118.

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    29 Dec 2025

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    Yen crept to the door in time for her youngest brother’s first cry. And cry he did, loud and unceasing, demanding to be heard. Her mother was sweaty and bloody and pained, and for a moment Yen felt a kinship with her. She was always in pain. Her mother held her youngest brother, and above all looked relieved. Yen didn’t understand it then, and she wouldn’t for another sixty years.

    She leaned closer to the door. “Julian,” her mother said, to the little body in her arms. “Your name is Julian.”

    Julian. Another person to hate her.

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    All Yen ever wanted was to be a good big sister.

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    18 Oct 2025

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    The one closest to him raised his trembling sword with a panicked expression at the unexpected violence. “Wh--what the fuck? You’re just a bard.”

    Jaskier’s smile was more a baring of his teeth, made more alarming with the blood sprayed across his skin and clothing. “Your first mistake was believing that.”
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    Geralt and Jaskier are ambushed by a pack of mercenaries. It was really their fault for believing the yellow eyed Witcher was the only threat.

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    16 Oct 2025

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    Geralt of Rivia has spent a strange amount of time feverishly obsessing over the way Jaskier can just casually touch him, like it's nothing, like he's not an aberration capable of breaking Jaskier in half with a sneeze. Jaskier saw Geralt slice through monsters like pudding, covered in guts and grime and his own sweat and blood, but there he was, leaning against him and tuning his lute.
    Geralt doesn't know how to classify the feeling gripping him every time it happens, but he knows he doesn't want it to stop.

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