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if you drink my pain, you can swallow my pride by writer_in_theory
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
10 Jun 2026
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Alexei Rozanov was dead.
Shane Hollander may as well be.
After a hit gone wrong, Shane must pay for killing Alexei Rozanov. Ilya Rozanov, heir to the Rozanov empire, has a plan for the man.
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31 Mar 2026
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New neighbor boy Noah discovers his homeschool teacher's artist friend has a lot of fun things to teach him, opening a whole new world to him.
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- Part 1 of I Never Meant
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17 Mar 2026
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"I heard you killed your dad."
Henry's expression hardened at the mention of his father, his grip on the whisky tightening. He didn't like talking about his dad, not even with the so-called professionals who were supposed to help him. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, hoping beyond hope that this guy wasn't like all the others. "Yeah, I did. And I don't regret it either. That bastard deserved it. One day, I just grabbed a knife from the kitchen and..." He trailed off, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. "I killed him." He said matter-of-factly, his eyes cold and empty.
"How many times did you stab him?"
Once more, Henry's eyes shot back up at the therapist's question, surprise flickering across his face. They never asked that. And certainly not so directly. Usually, they would ask about his feelings or some bullshit, trying to twist it as if what he had done was his fault, but something about the way the new guy asked made him feel like he wouldn't judge.
"Twelve times," Harry replied, his voice flat and emotionless. He thought before taking another drink.
"Shoulda made it 13," the therapist replied, grinning.
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06 Mar 2026
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With hesitation and another look at my exposed cock, Mikey came over, his eyes glancing up at me for a brief second before quickly looking back down at my lap. I knew he didn't like getting this close to my manhood, but today he would have to learn. The stink of sweat and man still emanated from my body, not to mention the smell of my musky fresh release. But today, he would learn to get used to it.
"I have something I want to teach you, Mikey," I said, spreading my hairy thighs and scratching my spent sack.
"But I thought you wanted to watch the game?" Mikey whined, already uncomfortable at my intentions.
"I will be watching the game. You will have a job to do. Sit down there and face me," I ordered, pointing to the floor in front of my splayed legs.
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06 Mar 2026
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“He really trusts you,” I eventually said sympathetically, looking down at the exhausted boy.
Frank raised an eyebrow. “Course he does. He’s got no one else.”
“No, I mean… like, really. Like, you’re not exactly textbook safe.” I smirked. “You feed him frozen nuggets, swear like a pirate, and call him names most dads would get arrested for.”
Bobby sighed in his sleep, snuffling softly through his nose, bringing his hand up and over and plugging his thumb into his mouth. His other hand sort of clutched at my shirt as he took a deep breath, his eyes doing gentle twitches before he became still again.
“He still sucks his thumb? At ten?”
Frank shrugged. “Pretty much. Little homo's gotta have something stuffed in his mouth, I guess. Keeps him calm."
Fuckin Frank and his jokes. I glanced back down, Bobby’s thumb lazily in his mouth, his breathing slow and even, completely calm. I suppose having a dad like Frank wasn't without some unusual consequences, things he would have otherwise grown out of.
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03 Mar 2026