tevanverse

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/66247957

" What happened after Rikos death? "

CR- Explicit.

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— And they call you a monster, - Neil looks at him tenderly.

— Shut up. I will kill for you, - Andrew rises and rests his forehead against his.

— I won't let anyone come between us, I will choose you. Always.

— My monster has dark eyes and strong arms, - Neil wraps his arms around his neck.

— My monster really doesn't have a heart, because he gave it to me, - Neil kisses his lips.

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they are the type of boyfriends...like;

- Tommy, can I come with you? Uh...to that car show.

- Not "can i ?" but "must i ?" Do you think I'll spend my only day off apart from you, Ev?

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fics where Athena is a protective mother are my favorites🙏🏼

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65265319

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evan from 8.15🥰

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/65703946

"Fate" ch-3 on ao3!

spoilers:

“I’m not letting you out of my bed,” Tommy lifts himself on his elbows, looking at him.

“You’re going to live here.”

“I know I’m fucking awesome, but living in bed? Never,” Evan sits up with effort. His backside aches, and after the orgasm, only soreness and sudden exhaustion remain.

“I told you: never say ‘never.’”

“Feels like your goal was to make me eat my own words,” Evan says with a sad tone.

“Hey, that’s not what I meant,” Tommy pulls him close, resting Evan’s head on his chest and strokes him gently.

“Well, I think otherwise,” Evan murmurs, not struggling away. “You were right, I broke down… but I wanted to.”

“I think we just misunderstood each other,” Tommy tries to change the subject. “We’ll talk in the morning. Sleep now, or I won’t get any rest either. Your voice alone makes my heart race.”

Evan falls silent and, replaying the night’s moments in his mind, slowly drifts off to sleep.

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Tommy, as always, wakes at six to fit in his morning run before work. He’s sure he fell asleep last night wrapped in Evan’s arms — his back still burning from the scratches left behind, lips vividly remembering the younger’s taste. Even the bed still smells like him — but Evan is gone. Tommy jumps out of bed, checks every room, and realizes: Evan’s gone.

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7.03

"What a cool man?"

8.15

"God, I love this man"

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i rewatched the fight and the moment that breaks my heart into pieces is buck’s, “sorry i’m sad that bobby’s dead,”………he wasn’t passive or aggressive with this comment. just genuinely confused, hurt, broken….unable to understand why his feelings aren’t being understood….sigh

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Coming out - is when you gather all your loved ones and tell them what they already know for a long time.

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I want a fic with the most brat/bitchy Evan.🐱

- Me to hell? What the hell have we done wrong? - he chuckled before pushing away a crowd of old people who were interfering with his work during the meeting.

or

- I don't pay taxes for such rudeness! You have to save me! Do you even know who my father is?!

Evan, without turning around, calmly opened the trunk, took out the first aid kit, the radio and closed the lid with feeling.

- No. What, your mother didn't tell you? - he threw over his shoulder with the most innocent look.

or

- Evan, do you even know where the brake is? This is not a jeep. This is a retro classic. A car with a soul. With character. With history.

- Yeah, I know. There are two of them, - Evan said calmly and turned sharply to the right, almost running over a garbage can.

- Two? Wha…

��One sits on the left and talks about brakes,” Evan nodded at Tommy,

"and the other one is under my foot."

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evan: does puppy eyes and bats his eyelashes.

tommy: i don't know that language, i don't know what you're trying to say, but yeah. take my card for another $500 cardigan, ask me to hijack a helicopter again, do something impulsive, just stop doing those damn eyes because i'm already planning our wedding.

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and imagine how Tommy pulls those straps on his T-shirt towards himself and kisses Evan's neck with such a roar, while the younger rubs his hips against his thigh and whines convulsively from the pressure of arousal, begging to rip his clothes off to hell and tie his dirty mouth with them.

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au;

After the army, Tommy couldn't find a place for himself for a long time. He went through hell - he lost his friends and his fiancée, who couldn't stand his ptsd. Having been discharged with honor, he tried to return to normal life in Los Angeles, but the noise, bustle and concrete emptiness of the city only increased his anxiety. On the advice of a therapist, he took a recovery course focused on contact with nature. It was then that he first had the idea to start everything from scratch - away from the past. That's how he ended up in Hawaii. A small house in the Pearl Harbor area, buried in greenery, became his new refuge. With him is a service shepherd, rescued from his last tour in Iraq. Together they learned to live anew. Tommy found a part-time job as a priority guard at Hanauma Beach - silence, the ocean, leisurely conversations with the locals.

Everything was going smoothly until Evan Buckley burst into his measured life — “call me Buck,” as he introduced himself with a slight smile. Evan was a dog handler at a military base, training dogs every day right on the beach. Future Navy SEALs worked with him. The dogs adored him, people listened attentively, and children laughed when he easily turned training into a show. And as luck would have it — he got the house next door.

Tommy began each morning by involuntarily watching his new neighbor stroll around the yard shirtless, loudly greeting everyone and laughing. Evan was loud, lively, sunny - the embodiment of everything Tommy had not felt in himself for a long time. He talked a lot, listened even more, was strangely curious, almost reckless. Tommy himself saw him play with a live grenade before casually tucking it into the pocket of his cargo pants.

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- Are you this handsome guy's friend?

- Yes. His name is Max,-Tommy answered shortly. His dog, who had been too lazy to even go to the water bowl a minute ago, suddenly stood up, stretched, and slowly approached the stranger. Sniffed him, as if remembering the scent of the distant past. In response, he smiled with all his teeth, so wide and sincere, as if the world was a gift for him, unwrapped on Christmas morning.

- Handsome Max,- he drawled.

- And what's your name?

- Tommy.

-And I’m Buck. Just Buck. Or Evan, if you prefer formality. But honestly, I’m not a fan,- he extended his hand, and Tommy, a little hesitantly, shook it. Warmly. Confidently. Without mercy.

- If you don't mind... can I steal the handsome fellow for training? Let him show the puppies what it's like to be competent,- Buck added, squatting down and scratching Max behind the ear.

- How do you know he's a serviceman?

Buck looked up at him and raised his left eyebrow slightly. There was such ease and confidence in that look, as if he were answering the question: Isn't it obvious? And Tommy felt awkward for a second. Of course, it was a stupid question. A soldier can smell a soldier from a mile away. But at the same time, if Evan had been in civilian clothes, in the city, among ordinary people, Tommy wouldn't have suspected it. Because this was a real chameleon.

- That's a stupid question. He and I are veterans,-Tommy added, almost out of habit, expecting a response.

But it didn't follow. There was no pity, no heavy respect, no philosophical views on "pain and duty" in Buck's eyes. Just a slight nod. And warmth. Pure, calm. Without strain.

-That’s great,- he said simply.

-Max, are you ready to be a legend?

Max barked softly, as if to answer: Always ready.

-Handsome,- Evan snorted and looked up from the shepherd to Tommy, and the latter didn’t even understand whether this was addressed to Max or him.

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And yet, after years of isolation, Tommy began to smile again. His old German Shepherd, thanks to Buck, not only responded to commands, but also played with local children right on the beach. The recruits became friends with him, and Evan himself seemed to live in his head. He was everywhere. Talked to him, looked at him point-blank, was silent at the right moment and never pestered with pity. With each passing day, Tommy came back to life. Not because he forgot the war, but because there was a person next to him who was not afraid of either his scars or his silence. Evan Buckley did not know how to be right - but he certainly knew how to be there.

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Lou plays Tommy in the show, who has a daddy, steely, introverted, cold vibe, but is a lovable dork in real life. His Instagram is full of life, he is a yappy baby-girl.🎀🧸❤️

And

Oliver plays a golden retriever, a man with a centric vibe, all like, if you're ok-ok, he's la-la-la, but in real life he's a British evil princess, a British villain, a boss.🐱😶❓

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just look at Tommy's cute reaction, as if he wasn't covering Evan's position in the game, but was also looking for the blond's attention.

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oh, two identical pictures👁️👄👁️

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blyat,nahui,suka.

і just want the тevans wedding and their scenes together in episode 9, is that too much to ask for?