The hottest Ilya Rozanov has ever looked is when Shane asks "how could we let this happen?" and you can see Ilya behind him completely lost in the sauce hanging by a tenuous thread having clearly been edged to an inch of his life going at the pace Shane wants like the service top that he is and that vein visibly throbbing and almost popping out of his temple and his eyes are love drunk fuck struck sex crazed staring at Shane's lips and he's sweating his balls off as red as a tomato looking like he's 2 seconds away from having a reunion with his mother and he loves Shane and Shane loves him and he's too hard rn to understand what the actual fuck a rhetorical question is so he answers out of breath with a not contained at all horniness with something about stupid and irresponsible and Shane finally finally says "please fuck me" so he grips Shane's thigh with one hand and his shoulder with the other and starts thrusting like his life depends on it and Shane's gripping his hair and controlling his movements like the freaking rat from ratatouille and he pulls those golden curls hard enough to take out a few strands and Shane's fingers are in his mouth and he sucks on his nipples so hard he almost has him lactating and the windows are open and the sun is shining and it's a perfect fucking sight.
I've talked about this in tags but I need it to be a full post. There's something about Ilya wearing long sleeves here that kills me. I love that Shane is in a cozy hoodie, too, but it doesn't grab my attention as much because he's not dressed that differently from his usual wardrobe.
But Ilya? He's constantly showing off his body whenever he has the chance. This man is allergic to sleeves. He usually rips his shirt off at the first opportunity.
Ilya's usual wardrobe (or sometimes lack thereof lol) reflects the way he views his body as a commodity, like it's the only thing he has to offer, so he's constantly showing it off.
But then we have this beautiful montage showing the ways that Shane and Ilya have slotted into each other's lives in a pretty regular routine. It's a hot montage, but it's also creeping toward a feeling of domesticity, especially in this moment.
Wearing this shirt to a hookup shows that Ilya has reached a new level of comfort with Shane. He doesn't feel the same pressure to play the seduction game. Shane is going to kiss him the same way regardless of what he's wearing.
That plus the fact that Shane is taking control and pushing Ilya against the glass. Ilya's whole demeanor reflects the way he feels comfortable and taken care of in this moment and it does something particular to my heart.
I don't think Ilya is consciously thinking about why he dresses all comfy cozy for this hookup. He still has a while before he internalizes the truth that Shane wants him just as he is. But Ilya also tends to act based on feeling before he fully understands the subconscious behind those actions.
I love this demonstration of instinctual comfort he's feeling with Shane, even if he's not actively realizing it.
one of my serious favorite things abt heated rivalry is that they're still acting during sex. this seems obvious maybe but i think during a lot of movie sex scenes, actors revert to typical, expected mannerisms, where as connor storrie and hudson williams have specific mannerisms specifically for their characters that reflect their internal struggles/truths/experiences. this is difficult to talk about because people think i'm joking/don't take it seriously bc it's sex, but i'm serious. it's easily noticeable from connor storrie - ilya likes watching himself go in & out of shane & looks down to see it quite often; ilya likes groping shane's chest; ilya makes that one face all the time; ilya likes putting his fingers in shane's mouth. but it's also apparent from hudson williams - shane is very repressed and stunted about his pleasure at the beginning of each scene, but loses himself/relaxes continuously (particular favorite of mine is the first time they go all the way - shane is at first annoyed/embarrassed by ilya repeatedly asking him if he's okay [shane's complicated relationship with masculinity] but by the end is just moaning and has allowed himself to go lax, facedown); shane is clearly learning tricks from ilya (ex. the chest groping & fingers in mouth); shane gets overwhelmed when he looks at ilya for too long during sex and has to look away or close his eyes.
i just have an insane amount of respect for these guys. and i could make a whole other post about how they use sex to show the shifting dynamics in shane & ilya's relationship and especially the significance of sex in episode six
The hottest Ilya Rozanov has ever looked is when Shane asks "how could we let this happen?" and you can see Ilya behind him completely lost in the sauce hanging by a tenuous thread having clearly been edged to an inch of his life going at the pace Shane wants like the service top that he is and that vein visibly throbbing and almost popping out of his temple and his eyes are love drunk fuck struck sex crazed staring at Shane's lips and he's sweating his balls off as red as a tomato looking like he's 2 seconds away from having a reunion with his mother and he loves Shane and Shane loves him and he's too hard rn to understand what the actual fuck a rhetorical question is so he answers out of breath with a not contained at all horniness with something about stupid and irresponsible and Shane finally finally says "please fuck me" so he grips Shane's thigh with one hand and his shoulder with the other and starts thrusting like his life depends on it and Shane's gripping his hair and controlling his movements like the freaking rat from ratatouille and he pulls those golden curls hard enough to take out a few strands and Shane's fingers are in his mouth and he sucks on his nipples so hard he almost has him lactating and the windows are open and the sun is shining and it's a perfect fucking sight.
I bet young Ilya Rozanov never thought heâd get slapped in the face with that tism rizz and he would be so fucking cooked.
This man has eight of the same shirt and five of the same hoodie. This man memorizes hockey stats for fun. This man will have a cold ginger ale. This man will look awkwardly at the camera with a smile like he wants to incinerate himself in every wet t-shirt contest sports drink ad his mom books for him. This man will take everything you say absolutely literally. Thatâs French, Ilya. You just said a French word and weâre talking about Russian, are you unfamiliar with your own language. This man takes three days to recognize a social cue. And ten years to name an emotion. Youâll tell him you like him in the most roundabout way and youâll think you NAILED it, and heâll promptly have a panic attack on your dick. When he names that emotion finally? Heâll be absolutely relentless and will not stand down; heâs had an emotion and he knows you have one, too. By that point, thereâs no escape. Heâs imprinted on you and is starting to ovulate in your vicinity. He will bludgeon you with adorable nerd and insatiable ass. And his oral fixation is so mighty heâll suck your remaining brain cells out through your dick.
This man drives a Range Rover because itâs good in the snow. This man does a loon call. This man will make you eight cheeseburgers. Buddy itâs over for you.
Alright! So I finished hand binding Crimson Rivers by @mayzarbewithyou :) this was my first time bookbinding so excuse the mistakes I am far from great, but all in good time! This fic basically changed the trajectory of my life so I thought Iâd give it the love it deserves! the spine is regulus standing looking up at the tree and he is purposely put on the last book because he finally learned how to climb and grow. Iâm so emotional over the end of the fic so this is very emotional to me. I did the typeset myself and there are some cool details Iâll try to put in another post, but basically I added all of Zarâs end notes as footnotes to the specific scenes he talks about! All very fun and the dingbats match the theme for the books and the backs each have quotes the correspond. I split it into 5 just because it didnât feel right to have the epilogues in the same book as the war. They were two completely different parts of the story so I separated them. Anyways Iâll make another post. This was a labor of love and I hope I did it Justice :)
I need a fic where Eddie joins the 118 during season 1 and it's a total menace against Abby (bc of Abby and Buck's relationship). I need him to be all sassy and to don't hide from Buck that he doesn't like her and that he thinks their relationship is weird (I mean, the way they started talking????)
Btw, just imagine the first time they met, and Eddie truly thinks she's his mother and goes: "Mrs. Buckley! What are you doing here? đ" bc she does look a lot like Buck-
Idk, I just think we need more fics where Eddie meets Abby and goes into "sassy diaz mood"
When Eddie reached out to Shannon for help in getting Chris into a new school, he never imagined he would end up in a kinky three-way relationship with his estranged wife and his new best friend.
Or, Eddie finds out his best friend fucked his wife when they were separated and is blindsided by how much it turns him on.
(let's gooooooo)
It starts like this: the 118 is doing a toy drive and Eddie has been ignoring his wifeâs calls.Â
Actually, it starts like this: Eddie is working when he lifts his eyes and sees his wife in front of him, but before he can even open his mouth to ask her what she's doing at his place of work, a voice calls from somewhere to his right. "Shannon?"
Shannon turns to see who called her name and Eddie stands there and watches with morbid fascination as his wifeâs eyes widen in shock and surprise before her cheeks flush red and she stutters out âB-Buck! Uh- hiâŠâ
Eddie can only blink as Buck leans over the table with a flirtatious smile and says easily, âHi.âÂ
He doesn't need to be an expert in body language to understand what's going on. It's clear from the nervous glance Shannon throws in his direction and the way Buck's posture relaxes as he starts making small talk with her, turning up the charm like he does when he's flirting.
Yeah, he got it. He's just having a little trouble believing it.Â
And he's not the only one who did, because he notices Chimney shaking his head with an eye roll as he fills another cup of hot cocoa for the next person in line. But Chimney thinks this is just another one of Buck's conquests. He doesn't know that this is Eddie's wife.Â
âSo, you came here to donate that?â Buck asks, pointing at the toy firetruck in her hands. "The kids are going to love it."Â
Shannon nods, glancing quickly at Eddie again before turning back to Buck, saying, âAnd to talk to Eddie.â
Buck's brows lift in surprise and glances between them with curiosity. "You two know each other?âÂ
And finally, finally, Eddieâs tongue unsticks itself from the roof of his mouth and he manages to say, âWe're married.â
As if in slow motion, he watches as Buckâs eyes flick between Eddie and Shannon, his expression shifting from surprise to horror to panic and thinks, Yup. You slept with my wife, buddy.
"Shannon is Christopher's mom." Eddie clarifies further but Buck seems to be frozen now, horrified by the realization that he fucked his best friend's wife and was just flirting with her in front of him.Â
âHoly shit.â Chimney says from between them, and Eddie has to agree. Holy shit indeed, because he has no idea what to do now. His heart is beating a mile a minute and he's very deliberately trying not to think about the fact that it's not anger or betrayal he's feeling, but something closer to confused arousal. Why the fuck is he getting turned on by thinking about his best friend fucking his wife?? What the hell is wrong with him?
"Eddie..." Shannon starts, and Eddie just blurts out what he was going to say before this whole thing started.
"What are you doing here?"
Shannon takes a deep breath, seemingly deciding to ignore what just happened too, and says, "You won't answer my texts or return my calls."
Eddie gives her a strained smile and reaches around her to accept another toy. "This is not the place."
"Maybe it's the perfect place," Shannon argues. "because we can have a conversation that doesn't end up with us in bed."
Eddie's chin drops slightly and he stares at Shannon, her words leaving him speechless for a few seconds.
"Follow me." he ends up saying, ignoring Chimney's excited muttering and Buck's very loud silence, and leads Shannon to the locker room where they can have some privacy.
âItâs justâŠâ Connor shrugged. âNo offense, man, but⊠youâre twenty-five. Do you really want to be spending so much time falling for a guy with a kid?â
âIâm not falling for him.â
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A month away from graduating the LAFD Academy, Evan Buckley gets introduced to new recruit Eddie Diaz and things certainly change for both of them after that.
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Another season one rewrite.
General Audiences | Eddie Diaz & Evan Buckley | Word Count: 1523
Eddie was amazed that nobody had figured out that he was sort of seeing someone, although he and Evan werenât official, they have been spending a lot of time together, usually at Eddieâs house when Christopher was at school or more often, Eddie sneaking Evan in when Christopher was in bed.
Sure, He would tell people eventually, for now at least, he enjoyed the little bubble they were in.
âI just think thereâs a lot of nice men out there.â Hen says, still trying to set him up with someone, âYou deserve someone nice.â
âI have someone nice.â Eddie shrugs, his eyes widening when he realised what heâd said.
Everyone's heads shot to look at Eddie - who looked like a deer in headlights
"Tell me everything.â Hen says pulling up a chair next to Eddie, her eyes telling him that she knew exactly who he was talking about.
#hotfirefighterLAÂ had become all the rage in the firehouse after they found out - Raviâs new nickname for Eddie now being 'LA'.
"I just met him on Instagram.â Eddie smiles, avoiding Henâs glare.
"We just went for coffee.â
"Just coffee?" Hen frowns.
âOkay, heâs been over a couple of times, when Chris is out.â
"What does he do for work?" Hen asks, kind of enjoying seeing Eddie squirm
"Just internet stuff.â Eddie smiles weakly,
really wishing the ground would swallow him whole.
âOh so heâs a Tiktoker!â Ravi says, from the kitchen, having heard their entire conversation.
âHe does Youtube more.â Eddie states. âInstagram too.â
say, do you remember? by ColorMeParanoid (@color-me-paranoid)
Buddie | 5k | Teen
Eddie thought that the worst outcome out there was that Buck would simply not wake up. Heâd never even considered that he would, but that he wouldnât remember them. That he wouldnât remember him. And he felt like such a selfish asshole for thinking that maybe this was worse. Because Buck was alive and he was awake and that was supposed to trump everything else, but it didnât, not for Eddie.
Because Eddie had spent days at his bedside, holding his hand and praying to a god heâd stopped believing in a long time ago for him just to wake up and now, Buck didnât even know his name.
Natural Instinct by inkinmyheartandonthepage (@inkinmyheartandonthepage)
Buddie | 7k | General
Buck drives Eddie and Chris to the airport and, on instinct, he kisses Eddie goodbye.
OR
âOh shit,â Buck whispered out. His head swam as he stared unseeing, the moment he said goodbye to Eddie stuck on a loop inside his brain â cupping the back of Eddieâs head, fingers sliding into his hair and dragging him forward for a kiss.
âBuck? Whatâs wrong?â Bobby demanded, stilling his movement in the kitchen.
âI kissed him,â Buck swallowed, his voice barely above a whisper. âI kissed Eddie goodbye and told him I loved him.â He turned slowly to look at Bobby, hands shaking. âOh fuck, Bobby what have I done?"
i donât believe that time will change your mind by thatbuddie (@thatbuddie)
Buddie | 2k | General
âWhat happens to me when you guys get divorced?â
The question is so abrupt it takes Buck a couple of seconds to fully process it.
In that time, Christopher turns his head so his eyes settle on Buckâs and this time Buck doesnât push away the need to shelter him, he embraces the feeling just as he embraces Christopher, one arm wrapping around Christopherâs shoulders. Christopher leans his body against Buck, and Buckâs heart soars and hurts in equal measures.
