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our #EddieExhibitionism summer, titled after the films of Billy Wilder.
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Bookmarked by Mvp03
22 Feb 2026
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“Dad?”
“Yeah?”
“Can you stop being such a loser?”
He blinks a few times and turns to look at his son with raised eyebrows. Chris, who is wholly unimpressed, eyes him with practiced teenage irritation.
“Excuse me?” Eddie asks.
“You look so mad that Buck is talking to Tia Sofia.”
“I’m not mad,” Eddie insists. “I’m fine. I’m eating my churro.”
Everyone in the Diaz family loves Buck, but Eddie misses being the center of Buck's attention. He is super normal and subtle about it and Chris is soooo wrong to call him a loser. For sure. Definitely.
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- Part 3 of You're Still The One
Bookmarked by Mvp03
22 Feb 2026
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buck
i love youeddie
??????buck
oh fuck
fuck no
oh my godeddie
i
did you just
do that over textbuck
oh my godeddie
buckbuck
i’m going to kill myself—sometimes confessing your love doesn’t go the way you expected…
Bookmarked by Mvp03
20 Feb 2026
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shane's guide to valentines day with your rival— buy russian wine by daylightsashley
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV)
14 Feb 2026
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Shane took a deep breath and opened up the door, he knew it wasn’t safe leaving Rozanov standing in the hallway crawling with other hockey players. Rozanov walked inside, the door shutting behind him. He circled Shane quietly, so that Shane’s body was closest to the door. He didn’t touch him though. He just stood there, looking, taking note of what was happening in the room.
“Um— I think. I think I misread the situation. If you want to leave you can,” Shane stuttered out, his hands were pulling at the bottom of his sleeves.
“Ah. I came unprepared. What did you get me, Hollander?” Rozanov smirked, eyeing the flowers and card laid on the bed.
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The day of the shoot landed on Valentines Day and Shane kept the suit on thinking Ilya wanted to be his valentine.
Bookmarked by Mvp03
15 Feb 2026
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Shane was looking down. His eyes were squeezed shut, his brow furrowed in intense, painful concentration. His lips were moving, silently shaping the words. Good. Night. Forming them slowly, carefully, in the secret space of his own mouth.
Ilya’s breath hitched. He’d never seen this. Why would he have? Shane had never been sad around him. Never hurt. Never in this kind of quiet, defeated pain. Around Ilya, Shane had been pleasured and angry and frustrated and gloriously competitive. But never this. Never shattered.
(or, everything is same but Shane has a slight stutter that gets bad when he's sad. Ilya has never heard it because Shane has never been sad around him. Until their night in Vegas.)
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- Part 6 of Crashing out over Hollanov
Bookmarked by Mvp03
13 Feb 2026
