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    Buck is a good dog—a loyal dog, chained by only his own loyalty that feels heavy like iron around his neck as he waits. A good dog waits, and if Buck can’t be a good teammate for his family, he can be a good dog for them.

    Even though he wants to stay, Buck is a good dog—he follows commands, sits when he’s told, gets off the couch when prompted, and doesn’t even steal food. He’s a good dog, and good dogs return to their imaginary owner at the end of the day when they decide it’s his time to go. He’s a good dog as he walks through the streets of L.A., dodging strangers, weaving through back alleys, and crossing the streets when the light tells him he can.

    Buck is a good dog; he’s not a good human, though—dog him is selfless, happy to bask in people’s presence. Human him is selfish, needy, and graceless; unlovable, barely tolerated, and too much.

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    or; the lawsuit shapeshifter buck fic that people actually asked for

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    21 Dec 2025

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    Buck dog Goldie shapeshift

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    It's been a month since Eddie packed up and drove to Texas, leaving Buck in a house full of ghosts and empty Fridays.
    Movie nights turn into solo beers, laughter echoes into silence, and Buck clings to distractions —alcohol, friends, overtime, anything to numb the ache.
    But as the weeks drag on, he can't pretend anymore.

    This story is inspired by "Los Dos" by Grupo Frontera ft. Morat.

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    Five times Buck tried to forget them on Friday nights, and the one time he finally didn't have to.

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    21 Dec 2025

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    The last thing Buck remembered was the zipper.

    He remembered the heavy, black plastic sliding shut, sealing away the pale, mud-streaked face that had been looking at him with such cold anger just hours ago. He saw the blue tinge of Eddie’s lips, the absolute stillness of his chest. He heard the sound—that sharp, final zzzzzt—cutting through the rain, erasing the last piece of Eddie Diaz from the world.

    Then, the silence hit him. Not the quiet of the storm, but the suffocating, heavy silence of a world that was suddenly empty.

    Or:
    Buck gets stuck in his personal Hell - watching Eddie die over and over again in that well.

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    16 Dec 2025

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    The itching under his skin hummed in a slightly off tune. When Buck was outside the Diaz door, he could physically feel Eddie’s happiness, without seeing him. Here, on the porch, he could feel that Eddie’s happiness was at about… 78%. High, honestly. Through the closed door, he could hear music playing softly and Chris yelling at a video game in his room.

    When he opened the door and stepped in, he headed toward the kitchen where Eddie was, predictably, washing dishes with his phone in his pocket, playing a Christmas album in Spanish. When Eddie turned to look at him, a smile on his face, his happiness went up to a 98.4%.

    Buck stumbled into a kitchen chair, nearly folding in half over it, huffing out a loud oof.

    Eddie’s eyes went wide and he turned off the faucet, rushing over. “What the hell, man? You just totally-”

    “Lost in my head,” Buck mumbled, cheeks ablaze as he righted the chair and himself. “Just knocked the wind out of myself, ignore me.”

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    As a child, Buck developed the ability to grant Christmas wishes. He finds this year a bit harder when Christopher makes a very particular wish; Eddie's complete happiness.

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    14 Dec 2025

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    Santa elf

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    “How did you get home from the hospital?”

    “Took an uber.”

    “Does Maddie know?” Silence. “Does anyone?” More silence. More of Buck refusing to meet his gaze, staring at the door like he thought he could entice Eddie to leave by the power of suggestion. Well, good fucking luck, Eddie thought. Wild horses, and all that. “Why didn’t you call anyone?” he demanded. “Why didn’t you call me?”

    “I did!” Buck snarled. The momentum of his indignation carried him into a sitting position, and Eddie could see him flinch with the pain of it. His unnaturally stoic front was gone, and something raw and wrenching took its place; it occurred to Eddie that he’d never heard Buck raise his voice before. “I did call you, Eddie! As I was bleeding out on my kitchen floor. You. Didn’t. Answer.”

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    The squatter in Buck's attic has a knife. Buck has a bit of a breakdown. Eddie has a plan to make everything right.

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