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"You're supposed to smoke over there." Someone said from behind Ilya.
Ilya almost dropped his cigarette. His English was shitty, but he had studied that sentence enough times over the years to understand it immediately. He didn't even think about his words much anymore, but it was impossible to avoid them.
He turned instinctively, and was face to face with Shane fucking Hollander.
Out of almost seven billion people, of course Ilya's soulmate had to be his fated rival. It was almost poetic. Still, Ilya had enough sense to realize just how bad this was.
or, Shane says Ilya's soulmate words. Ilya vows to never speak a word to him to keep him from finding out. They fall in love anyway.
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Bookmarked by parthenonlover
29 Dec 2025
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it hits all the major moments of the canon
the way they hide and hold back the fact that they're soulmates makes perfect sense
it even makes the concept of a soulmate make sense
bc they don't make sense and there's so many reasons to not be together but yet, they are -
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“Turn your blood into art,” Eddie reads the banner behind Buck slowly. Buck nods enthusiastically, his eyes wide. Eddie knows that look, he’s seen it many, many times before—it’s his scheming face.
Or: Buck & Eddie go to the Oddities and Curiosities Expo and get some matching necklaces.
Bookmarked by parthenonlover
23 Dec 2025
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short and sweet
the sex itself isn't too graphic, it's mostly about the mental game of belonging to each other that makes it so hot
freak4freal for real but not even an inkling of toxicity -
Time is a construct I can only bear beside you by paleredheadinascifi
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
05 Dec 2025
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“Do you know how many times I’ve had to do this?” Buck accuses, eyes wild. “Do you know how many times I’ve been broken up with today?”
“Tommy broke up with you?” Eddie frowns.
Buck cackles maniacally. “He did! Hundreds of times! And I thought I was supposed to stop it from happening! I changed everything. Over and over. And you,” he points, accusing. “You didn’t think to mention that you’re in love with me until the Last. Fucking. Time.”
Or, Buck gets stuck in a time loop. Eddie is very confused.
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- Part 5 of Pal's 12 Days of Ficsmas
Bookmarked by parthenonlover
05 Dec 2025
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speed run time loop
they're SOOOOO best friends doing best friend hijinks (with more kissing) in this oneand ofc eabebwiaC bc Buck even tried flying to get Chris in some time loops
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“You didn’t know he was doing this?” Taylor asks as she takes her phone back.
“I didn’t know we were dating,” Buck whispers, eyes tracking Eddie as he heads back to the table. Taylor laughs and quickly stops.
“Oh my god, you’re not joking. Well, good luck with uh - that,” Taylor snorts. She’s gone before Eddie sits back down, sliding two gin and sodas across the table towards Buck.or
The one where Buck didn’t know they were dating and Eddie is embracing whimsy (and isn’t as much of a technophobe as we think he is).
Bookmarked by parthenonlover
29 Nov 2025
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😭😭😭😭😭
they're so dumb4dumb
so can'tbelieveImsolucky4cantbelieveImsoloved
they're just so full of love to give
such a soft gentle little fic
the only angst is their own stupidity
but it's great to see Buck supporting Eddie's whimsy even when he doesn't know Buck is part of his whimsy -
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The silence on the other end sharpens.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Buck snaps.
Eddie flinches. “Nothing. I—”
“No, come on, say it. What does that mean, Eddie?” Buck pushes, voice rising.
He feels trapped, like the walls are closing in, like he’s been backed into a corner with no way out. His palms feel sweaty, chest rising and falling too fast, too shallow, like there’s not enough air in the room.
He’s angry.
He’s hurt.
He’s confused.
He’s jealous.It’s too much all at once, emotion piling on top of emotion with nowhere to go.
And it keeps coming.
And. And. And.
His body is trembling under the weight of everything he can’t say, everything he didn’t know until now.
“I’m just saying,” Eddie starts, “it’s only been a couple of weeks and now you’re fucking Tommy Kinard in my bedroom—”
“It’s not your bedroom anymore,” Buck cuts in, his voice sharp. “You made sure of that, when you left.”
Or; 8x11 coda
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- Part 1 of mine.
Bookmarked by parthenonlover
24 Nov 2025
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possessive girl Eddie
where Eddie doesn't slutshame Buck, at least not on purpose, and the possession is about wanting all of Buck and wanting to inhabit every space Buck occupies too, not about jealousyeven Chris clocks Eddie's low self esteem and tells him to stop waiting for permission to do what he wants
"There’s no finesse. No slow burn.
They’ve burned enough."
”“Better than good,” he murmurs. “Like I’m supposed to live here.”""He groans Buck’s name like it’s a confession he needs to admit to, spilling into him with a full body shudder, hips grinding in a stuttered, helpless rhythm as he comes deep, filling Buck up like he could root himself there, plant his soul inside him and never leave."