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Set in an alternate universe where everyone has a biological imperative to be a dominant, submissive, or switch and where the tsunami happened after the lawsuit.
The sub stirs, lifting his head from the tile to blink hazy blue eyes at the person standing in his bathroom. Eddie’s tongue sticks, throat closing at the sight of the gashed open skin on the left side of his face and the bruises darkening his jaw. Buck looks awful. He’s pale and there’s a sheen to his skin. He can’t seem to focus well, squinting up at Eddie in a way that suggests he can’t quite tell who he’s looking at.
“Buck.”
On the floor, the blond jerks, flinching away from Eddie’s hushed voice. He presses into the wall at his back, his next breaths hitching and catching in his chest. He won’t look at Eddie, ducking away from eye contact. “Please,” he whimpers. “Please. I’m sorry. I’m sorry!” His voice is rising, turning frantic. He’s gasping, tears welling to spill down his cheeks. “I’m sorry!” he cries.
Or, Eddie goes to Buck’s to check on the submissive after the tsunami. He’s not okay. Eddie takes care of him. This doesn’t fix things but it’s a start.
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- Part 1 of Bruises
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Barstool Sports Canada reports that Montreal Metros captain Shane Hollander has started learning Russian from new teammate and Russian rookie Sergei Dovonchezky.
Ilya has some thoughts. None of them are particularly kind.
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- Part 6 of my heated rivalry anon fics
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“𝑬𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒆!” 𝑩𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒎 𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒕, 𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒙𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕.
𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒆𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒑.
~OR~
Buck and Eddie break the bed.
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05 Feb 2026
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“Can I be a little brash?”
He swallows, nervous. “Shoot.”
In a move he will shortly regret, he lifts his beer and takes the final sip of his drink.
“Eddie, I’d like to go home with you. You’re the hottest guy I’ve seen this entire night, and my lovely lesbians have abandoned me.”
He blinks, stunned. The final sip of his beer stalls halfway to his mouth.
“And I gotta be honest … I’ve never really felt like three is a crowd, you know? So, if your friend is of that … persuasion, I wouldn’t mind the extra company.”
Eddie chokes, coughing hard enough to draw a few looks. Then, recovering semi-quickly, he stammers out, “Uh– ha. Well. I– I don’t think he’d– I don’t know if it’s his speed– or, uh–”
“We can ask!”
or how to only kind of have a threesome.
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“Can someone hold my hand?” Fear, pain and exhaustion are etched on her face. Eddie’s heart breaks for her.
“Of course. Of course.” Hen reassures her.
“Can I get the himbo?”
Hen lets out a joyful bark of laughter. “I see the pain meds have kicked in. Plenty of choice for himbos here.”
“Buck!” Eddie shouts. “You’re needed over here”. Every word feeling wretched. He doesn’t want to watch Buck hold her hand and whisper softly to her that everything is going to be alright. He can’t bear to see someone get everything he wants right now.
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