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behind the scenes

Hi! This is my first fic for @louliversummerweek. Today's prompt is Jealousy, Semi-Public/Semi-Public sex, "Don't tell me what to do." This takes place during the filming of 816 (Bobby's funeral) and incorporates all that behind the scenes video from the set stalkers. Hope you guys like it.

louliver (rpf) - words. 1.2k - rating: teen - complete

It's been one of the strangest shoots Lou's ever done, that's for sure. There's an underlying solemnity that blankets everything, and he's a little sad that Peter is leaving the show too. He's really enjoyed working with him the few times he'd gotten to.

Lou looks around as everyone walks back to the vans, Ryan and Kenny joking with each other behind them, Aisha chatting with Corrine, everyone else lagging behind.

Oliver has been finding ways to stick to his side all day, but staying mostly quiet, though Lou knows he's rightly pissed off about the set stalkers. Lou himself has just been trying to ignore it, but he also knows that Oliver has been having a tough time with what this shoot actually means.

He peels off the white gloves and looks behind him again, sees that no one is paying them any attention, and gently bumps Oliver's hand with his.

"You okay?"

Oliver looks at him from under the prop hat and shrugs. "Tired. Kind of annoyed. Stupid people."

"So the usual then?"

Oliver snorts a laugh. "Shut it."

"Hmm, I don't think I will. I have it on good authority," Lou says in a low voice. "That you like it when I talk."

Oliver slants him a glance, bites his lip and Lou knows he's got him.

"Back at you," Oliver answers softly. "I know you've got a thing for my accent, love."

Lou just shrugs, shoves his hands in his pockets, because if he doesn't, he's going to grab Oliver by the waist and plant a kiss on his mouth. While it's an open secret they've got a thing going, he definitely should not do that with the rabid fans hanging around.

"I've never made a secret of that," he retorts with a grin. Oliver laughs and shakes his head.

They get to the vans and pile in, Oliver making sure to sit next to him.

"Hands off, Stark," Lou mutters when he feels a surreptitious pinch to his thigh.

"Don't tell me what to do," Oliver mutters as they get on their way.

"I would never do such a thing," Lou answers, resists the urge to kiss the side of his head, and instead leans against the window as the van starts to move.

He decides not to mention it when Oliver rests a hand along the outside of his thigh.

It's Lou's turn to follow Oliver, this time to his trailer. They're barely inside the door before Oliver is backing him up against it, grabbing his face and kissing him, harder than Lou had been expecting, considering the somberness of the day.

"Wow." He blinks when Oliver lets him go. "You are okay."

Oliver backs away, starts unbuttoning his own uniform jacket first, then Lou's. He lets himself be manhandled, another thing he loves, honestly, until most of the uniform is littering the floor.

"I mean, it's been a weird day, for sure…" Oliver stops undressing himself to look at Lou a little wearily. "Also, can I admit something?"

Lou lets out a slightly disbelieving laugh. "Oli, you've got me half naked in your trailer. I think you can admit whatever you want."

He loves that he gets a laugh before Oliver sobers. "I was kind of jealous of the way you were joking around with Kenny and Ryan."

Okay, he had not been expecting that. "You could have joined in."

"I know," Oliver admits. "I was just having a hard time with today."

Lou sighs, reaches out for him. Oliver lets himself be pulled in. It's not often he gets Oliver like this, soft and introspective, and he likes it. "I know. It's practically the end of an era. Those camera idiots didn't help, I'm sure."

Oliver lets out a low laugh. "Camera idiots?"

"Oh, shut up, that's what they are," Lou argues, kissing the top of his head.

"Fine, fine. You're right," Oliver says against his shoulder. "I felt like I couldn't concentrate well on what we were supposed to be doing."

"I don't have any doubt you were great," Lou says honestly. "I mean, you were down the line, so I couldn't keep an eye on you, really, but I know you enough by now to know that you're good at what you do, baby."

Oliver sags against him, and Lou takes his weight.

"Thanks. I did have one really good thing to focus on, though."

"Yeah?" Lou says curiously. "What's that?"

Oliver sends him a sly look. "You in that uniform? Hot."

Lou throws his head back against the door and laughs. "Back at you. Is that why you're so eager to get it off of me?"

Oliver doesn't say anything, instead moving his hands to Lou's hips, trailing his thumbs just under his untucked dress shirt. Lou supposes that's an answer in itself.

"Come on," he says, gently moving Oliver back to give them both some room. "Let's get changed. I'm tired too and could use a bed."

He looks around, finds his clothes from this morning. He wiggles his old USC t-shirt at Oliver. "For some reason, my clothes are in here…hmm….I don't know how that happened."

Oliver laughs again. "That does have a way of happening, doesn't it?"

Lou remembers the make-out session on the couch, without time for much else. He'd come over here to change into his uniform and, well, one thing led to another, like it always does.

Oliver cups his face in his hands, leans in for a soft kiss. "Yours or mine?"

"I've got that hotel room," Lou reminds him. "Plus, I miss my dog. I'm sure he's having the time of his life with my sister, but playing with yours will do nicely."

Oliver kisses him again. "Mine it is. Besides, I feel like I heard something about mayo? Gonna need you to explain that."

Lou groans as he shoves the uniform pants down his hips and trades them for his jeans. "Of course you heard that."

"Only a little bit," Oliver says with a grin. "Too much mayo at lunch?"

"Ryan tried to convince me that there wasn't, but I've been burned before."

Oliver's shoulders shake in laughter as he slides a hoodie on. "You're hatred of mayo is very funny. That mean you're hungry?"

"I mostly snacked," Lou admits. "I could go for that vegan place by your house."

"They do deliver," Oliver agrees, sending him a grateful look that Lou makes it a point to eat less meat when they're together.

They finish dressing in a comfortable silence before Oliver says, "Hey, Lou?"

He zips his jacket. "Hmm?"

He leans forward for another kiss. "Thanks."

Confused, Lou asks, "For what?"

"I dunno…just being here. I don't know if you realize it," Oliver teases. "But I kind of like you."

Lou grins. "Thank you for telling me, I hadn't guessed."

Oliver rolls his eyes good-naturedly. "I take it back, you're annoying."

"Sure I am," Lou agrees. He grabs Oliver's hips like he'd wanted to earlier and pulls him in. "But you like it."

Oliver meets his smile on a kiss. He's pretty sure he hears Oliver mumble, "absolutely ridiculous" right as their lips meet.

He's okay with that.

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fic nostalgia: YKINMKATO

Rules: Share the fic you posted as close to exactly one year ago as possible. You can just post a link if you like, but feel free to talk about it too! How did you feel about this fic then, how do you feel now? Do you love it, hate it, has your writing changed at all? Anything you'd do differently in hindsight? Go nuts!

tagged by @screamlet (thank you!!)

YKINMKATO [your kink is not my kink and that's okay] was my first 911 fic, published in august 2024. i spent june and july 2024 watching the show and at some point i thought to myself, wow. eddie and tommy would have the Most disrespectful sex imaginable. based on my own post.

i love this dynamic for them and i wanted to share that vision with others. i do some day want to write the scene eddie and tommy did while buck was on the couch reading his body farm book*, but my back log is crazy rn. maybe this winter.

also...daddy buck. nice.

*i was listening to a podcast about body farms just before i wrote this and i know in my bones that buck would devour a book about it. he's such a sponge for weird information, i love him.

tagging @thegingerparty, @thefixations-ofmine @al-the-remix @epiphainie

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the little things you do

rated: G word count: 5k

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He opens it, and that's when the real surprise happens — the first thing he sees is a little note sitting on top of the lunch box. It's folded in half, and he opens it — and feels his cheeks burn, a laugh escaping him as he reads:

If you were a pasta, you’d be my favorite—because you’re just pasta-tively amazing. Have a nice shift xx Evan

"What's so funny?" Someone asks, but Tommy can't take his eyes off of Evan's terrible handwriting. He wants to read it over and over again.

"Nothing." Tommy shakes his head, feels like his whole face is red. "Just my boyfriend being adorable," he can't resist sharing, and feels curious stares.

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I'm not obsessed or anything...

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Since we can post now, here's my (sfw) contribution to the @bucktommyzine2025

An homage to Tom of Finland, the real OG in recognising what a good uniform can do 😌

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my second contribution to @bucktommyzine2025 🚁

this is a hand drawn traditional drawing using ink and alcohol markers featuring buck’s very tight work tshirt and lou’s tommy’s painted nails

once i found out some lafd choppers have that strap at the top of the door i knew exactly what pose i wanted tommy in 😂

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my first contribution to @bucktommyzine2025 inspired by @lazybakerart ’s fic “mr. july”

this is a hand drawn traditional drawing using ink and alcohol markers featuring young 118 tommy, the official 217 mug, buck’s pink cardigan, and buck’s blushy cheeks ☺️

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listen. i am livid that lou doesn’t have a thriving career as a love interest in hallmark movies. he should have been playing the sweet guy in plaid for years now. he should have been wearing green in a christmas movie. he should have been a baker or a farmer or a diner owner or sheriff. absolutely livid

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Tommy, season 7: I learned to fly in the army!

Tommy, season 8: but fuck them tho

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9-1-1 1x10 "A Whole New You" — dir. Bradley Buecker, w. Ryan Murphy, Brad Falchuk and Tim Minear

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Do you love him?

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bucktommy cones!!!!!!!

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hen in the cuck chair while karen brings in woman after woman to fuck her as revenge for hen cheating on her

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thinking about how buck WANTS tommy to be his first AND his last "they can be the same thing" and he said it with a big smile too cus he believes it to be true oh my god i can't do this today

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ferris wheel on fire by newtkelly

cover art by @thetouchof118

Chapters: 1/3

Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Relationships: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Tommy Kinard

Summary:

A tenth of what keeps California running hails from the hearth of this modern relic. It’s legitimately riveting. The scale of it is nearly unfathomable.

How is it possible that Tommy's the same age as this monolith of the nuclear age? It jars him, it humbles him. Both of them have spent forty years going and going, not stopping for breath.

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Tommy and Evan find each other again. All it takes is a power plant, a corrupt fire chief, and a couple of exes.

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Call your man "rock bottom" the way so many losers consider hitting him up to be the absolute lowest point of their entire lives.

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setting up a tiny detail in one chapter to pay it off in the next few chapters feels sooo devious like oooh i can't wait to write the small little reference here that 70% of readers will miss but 30% of readers will cheer for