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    “You are sick,” Ilya said slowly, enunciating every word. He sprayed another stream of water into his mouth, and Shane couldn’t help but stare at the way his throat moved. He felt hypnotized, trapped in Ilya’s stare, and the other man put the bottle down. “Have you scene before, Shane Hollander?”

    Shane’s expression crumpled before he could wrestle it back under control. He cleared his throat, his stomach cramping uncomfortably. “Have I what? Have--scened with someone? What do you mean?”

    “You are sub,” Ilya spoke with the water bottle waving, his voice casual. He ignored Shane’s defensive posture, gesturing to the trash can. “Sub get sick when not scene. When no Dom to scene with,” Ilya trailed off, looking Shane up and down, lingering on his collarless throat before continuing. “Is…unhealthy.”

    In a world where subs, Doms, and Switches are biologically determined, subs are not accepted within a Dom-oriented sport like hockey.

    Sub Shane Hollander keeps his designation hidden, but when confronted with Dom Ilya Rozanov, he can't fight his designation for long.

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    Harris and Troy finally try out that locker room fantasy, and learn some new things.

    Part filthiest degradation kink, part fluffiest emotional hurt/comfort. Lots of talking. The past is a complex and mysterious foreign land.

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    It’s the way James looks, the way he moves, the way he speaks—so confident. So strong. So utterly unbreakable. No one has ever looked at Regulus the way James does. Like someone who could take it. Regulus’ storms and wildfires, his crashing mood swings and his jagged cliffs. No one has ever looked at him like he’s someone capable of unraveling, and James is just there, curious to see what might spill out.

    James looks like he could take anything Regulus throws at him, and so far, he has never disappointed.

    | Or: Regulus is an inexperienced dominant who agrees to take James as his very experienced submissive. Again.

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    “I told you I’d make you feel good, didn’t I?” Rozanov murmurs, soft but sure. Shane sluggishly nods his head. He feels fucking amazing.

    “Do you want me to make you feel even better?” Rozanov whispers against the shell of his ear, his free hand carding through the strands of hair falling over Shane's eyes. Shane nods again, feeling miles and miles above ground, completely sky high.

    “You need to answer me, Hollander. I won’t do anything to you if you can’t say it.” Shane groans, feeling like his voice has retreated somewhere foreign in his body. He can’t grab the words, can’t force them into a proper sentence.

    or; ilya keeps his promise of making shane feel good, but at what cost?

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    III pouts again. “Why are you so weird lately? Weirder than normal,”

    II simply stares out at the city outline. What comes out of his mouth next is more so him thinking out loud- but he also doesn’t stop himself. “You don’t call me pretty,” he says, quietly.

    III, instead of asking have you lost your mind?! Or, what’s wrong with you, why would you say that? No, instead he stares back at him. “Do… Do you want me to call you pretty?”

    II doesn’t answer that. “You never took me on a date. You take the other two. Not me,”

    Again, III just stares. “…. Do you want me to take you on a date?”

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    III would love the hell out of II. So would Vessel and IV, but II has to let them.

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    Neuvillette has that calculative and assessing look to him. A meticulous nature that Wriothesley hungers for in a partner. Neuvillette seems thorough and slow to give in.

    Fuck, but there’s something wrong with Wriothesley. He must be tired. Shellshocked. A bit of both, to be this wanton for a man he has just met.

    - Wriothesley, a boxing coach, finds himself torn away from the BDSM scene by a past dominant's mishandling of their relationship. A year later, he is offered a dry bartending gig at The Palais, an exclusive BDSM club for those in high society. Neuvillette, a skilled shibari instructor by night and a lawyer by day, catches Wriothesley's eye. Could Neuvillette be the dominant Wriothesley has been searching for?

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    It had been a few years since he’d felt like this after fucking someone, but it wasn’t the first time. It was the first time he’d felt like this after fucking Hollander, though. At first, it was always like this – a feeling of disgust and humiliation curling inside of him when whoever he’d been with left the moment they were done. He was naive back then, dumbly wishing that he could hold his hookups afterwards for just a moment so he felt like he was more than just a body; Hollander had always seemed to cling to him, had always sought out Ilya’s touch like he needed it to breathe. This time, though, Hollander hadn’t reached out for him once, hadn’t brushed his hand across Ilya’s arm or pouted his way into a kiss. He hadn’t even wanted to show off at first, and the thought that he’d hurt Hollander was swirling in his gut and Ilya felt like he was going to puke.

    or ilya's ep2 domdrop we all saw happen

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      It had been a few years since he’d felt like this after fucking someone, but it wasn’t the first time. It was the first time he’d felt like this after fucking Hollander, though. At first, it was always like this – a feeling of disgust and humiliation curling inside of him when whoever he’d been with left the moment they were done. He was naive back then, dumbly wishing that he could hold his hookups afterwards for just a moment so he felt like he was more than just a body; Hollander had always seemed to cling to him, had always sought out Ilya’s touch like he needed it to breathe. This time, though, Hollander hadn’t reached out for him once, hadn’t brushed his hand across Ilya’s arm or pouted his way into a kiss. He hadn’t even wanted to show off at first, and the thought that he’d hurt Hollander was swirling in his gut and Ilya felt like he was going to puke.

      or ilya's ep2 domdrop we all saw happen

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    ‘Open your eyes for me.’

    Eddie does.

    Steve is standing in front of him.

    He could smell him, even blind. The smack of expensive cologne, unique and rare, his presence announces itself in more ways than sight alone.

    ‘I think,’ Steve says slowly, looking Eddie all over as if every inch of him holds some interest, ‘you and I could have some fun together.’

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    Green faltered, a bead of sweat forming around his temple, before he pushed through. “Look, I figured out a way for me to help you get your thoughts in order!”

    Purple could only laugh at his eagerness. “Yeah? And what’s that?”

    “I can be your platonic dom!”


    It's been years since the events of AvA/AvM. Purple's been in love with Green for ages and has acknowledged the fact that his love will forever remain unrequited— until one day, Green suggests a dom-sub arrangement.

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    It clangs in his head like a nuclear klaxon: this is such a bad idea.

    He gets hard, regardless.

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    post-canon. robert kills shroud and in an effort to reconcile the emotional dissonance he feels as a result of that decision and countless others he chose in the pursuit of becoming a hero, dubious choices are made -- and, with time and enough tenderness, unmade.

    or, a fic wherein robert had been hooking up flambae despite his better judgement, and refuses to interrogate why he keeps letting it happen. plot with porn/porn with plot, enemies to friends to lovers, heavy on the hurt/comfort

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    Ilya looked at himself, not quite recognizing his own face staring back. Maybe this was the Ilya that the world saw, the Ilya that they burned effigies of and jeered from the stands. He reached out, swiping the condensation with the heel of his hand to get a better look, but felt no more connected to his reflection than before.

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    Ilya experiences domdrop in Montreal. Shane is there to help.

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    "They took you from me," Ghost says roughly.

    "And you came and got me back," Soap agrees, leaning into the touch. "Knew it was only a matter of time. 'Til ye came fer what's yours."

    Ghost's trembling, for a moment, gets worse.

    "And are you, Johnny?" he whispers. "Mine?"

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    "It's just one of the days when I want someone to put a pup in me."

    Eddie is quiet. In fact, he goes deathly still under Buck. Shit, it is too much, isn't it? The panic barely has time to rear up when Eddie coughs, clearing his throat. "That, uh — that was not what I was expecting." His voice is rough, his usually warm eyes has darkened and he's not breathing — or it looks like he's trying not to breathe?

    OR the one where Eddie wants to breed Buck so bad it made him stupid. And then they fuck.

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    The game had been long, and Shane Hollander had been a pain in the ass as usual. Not only because of his skill but also because he was distractingly pretty on the ice. These years somehow more so than when they had been Rookies. Or Ilya had just learned how to appreciate it, whatever that was supposed to mean. This newfound appreciation however didn’t help when he had to face off with Shane and he darted out his tongue to wet his lips. Distracting Ilya immensely, his mind wandering off to what Shane could do with that tongue. Or the times when Ilya shoved Shane against the barricade and felt his rival’s body underneath his. Only to be reminded of all the times Ilya had gotten Shane underneath him without all that protective gear.

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    They had been doing this for years by now. And by now they had a routine they stuck to. There was a city where their teams would play each other, there was a text and a suggestion for a place. Then they played the game and riled each other up. Afterwards, they met up in secret to fuck. That was what they did and what Ilya was used to.

    Until Ilya received a text after their hook up that disrupted their routine for the first time after years.

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    "F-fuck." He groans out as the thumping drowns out any other noise that might have seeped through the walls. The pain is horrible, but it will pass. It always does. The tears begin to fall silently as he rocks back and forth in the bed, trying to dull it—help it.

    Seungmin wasn't always like this. These constant drops didn't happen. He knows what could fix it. He knows that this pain is a choice that he willingly put himself into. It keeps him safe. It is his protection.

    He was classified as a sub at the age of 20. Subs have a need to be put into a headspace, usually referred to as subspace, somewhat regularly to keep these drops from happening. To keep them healthy. Seungmin now chooses not to be put into subspace. Not anymore.

    If he were allowing a dom to put him in subspace, he wouldn't have to deal with this pain, but this is pain he has control over. He is inflicting this on himself. He knows what to expect. He knows what it does to him. He would rather this control than that fear.

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    Shane was leaving. Ilya kept trying to call out to him, to explain, to stop him, but the words were all stuck in his chest.

    Shane Hollander was leaving.

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    Suddenly, the familiar and normal warmth of his home feels off. The hallway leading to the rest of his apartment is short, but it looks long and nearly winding at that moment. The floor looks clean, shining. Freshly mopped.

    It's so quiet while he stands in the doorway that his ears ring. His hand is cramping from the way he's clutching his keys. Fear. He can't remember the last time he was scared to walk down a dimly lit hallway, especially in his own home.

    Fear was always a challenge for him, but now it's a suffocating fist around his lungs.

    He sets the keys down, body going rigid at how loud they clack against the table in the vacuum of quiet.

    It's only seven steps from the hallway to his spacious living room but he makes it in fourteen with timid, shuffling steps, pausing after each one to listen for any movement.

    Someone has been in his home, today, while he was at work and maybe other times. He has no way of knowing. He should call the police, but tell them what? That his house is cleaner than he left it? No, that'd be admitting he was scared. Which he wasn't.

    He very much was.

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