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“Ilay.” His voice was calm in a way that suggested it wouldn’t stay that way for long. “Have you seen the oats?”
There was a long pause and then a splash. After some muffled words, Ilya’s voice travelled throughout the house, his tone letting Shane know that he was up to no good.
“…..Define ‘saw’.”
Shane closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. Of course, Ilya had something to do with the missing oats. Of course, his husband would decide today was the day to dabble in petty theft.
“Ilya, what did you do with them? I’m trying to prep our breakfast for the week.”
There was another stretch of silence, only broken up by the sound of splashing water coming from the bathroom.
“They’re not gone, just not breakfast anymore.”
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Shane just wants to meal prep in peace. Unfortunately, Ilya has other ideas, and Anya is just along for the ride.
Inspo came from skylarainbow on TikTok. Please go show her some love.
(Please ignore any spelling and grammar mistakes. I'm violently dyslexic and always miss something.)
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“Have you been trying to mate with me?”
The words fly out of Eddie's mouth before he has a chance to stop them, and he refuses to be embarrassed about it. Especially when Buck was the one who started this weird mating ritual in the first place.
That being said, Eddie’s little outburst has, for the very first time, rendered Evan Buckley speechless.
(Literally, Buck being an adorable freak and Eddie trying not to combust from how much he loves this oversized golden retriever of a man)
I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH WHEN I SAY THERE IS NO ACTUAL MATING OR OMEGAVERSE CROSSOVER
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Buck isn’t cutting to stop the noise this time, he’s doing it because he deserves to feel the pain, deserves a physical reminder of his failures. Evan Buckley has known, ever since his first breath, that he was destined to fail everyone he loves. He failed Daniel before he could even walk, failed his parents and Maddie by not saving his brother, failed Eddie and Christopher more times than he can count. That’s why he keeps going, keeps cutting his arms and thighs until he can’t see past the blood and tears, keeps cutting until his pain feels more like redemption than suffering.
(this is my first fic so lets hope its not complete rubbish. Also I'm Irish so lets hope I've done a decent job making them sound at least a little American.)
PS. pretend Eddie still has his moustache because I am an Eddie Diaz moustache truther <3

