Blueberry_Shadows
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Young Team 7 somehow end up in the Warring States, the Uchihas gain a new neighbour and Izuna gets the beginnings of a crush.
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- Part 1 of Fire Wolves
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Inappropriate by M4nEat3r
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
26 Mar 2019
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Dating your best friend is usually the best thing you could ever do.
Tamaki Amajiki just never thought that it would happen to him.
Mirio Togata is literal sunshine. Like, he wishes he could say he's joking, but it's true. Blond hair that reminded him at an early age of the big yellow star in the sky.
Which is probably why it always took him off guard to realize that the other man is actually fucking evil.
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Talk a Big Game by isto4u
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
28 Apr 2026
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Shane rides Ilya. Ilya comes first. Shane does not stop because he was promised a hands-free orgasm. Ilya lies there and takes it like a fucking champion.
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- Part 5 of Kinky Hollanov Fics for Perverts
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Scott Hunter is right next door! They can’t fuck! But what if Ilya begs and begs: Just the tip, I promise.
They have no lube and no condoms, it’s risky. They should not be doing this.
But then why is it so hot?
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- Part 1 of Heated Rivalry Episode Inspired
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What if Shane doesn't go back to his room after the infamous Vegas penthouse suite night? What if he finds himself at the bar with other hockey players and what if Ilya gets a call from Marly telling him this.
What if they both realize how much they've been hurting each other? What if they actually talk?
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“Rozy!” Cliff shouted through the phone and Ilya winced. “Where did you go? You have to get back down here.”
Ilya sighed, rolling his eyes. “I have flight in the morning, Marly. I know what you look like drunk. I do not need to come see.”
“Come on, Roz,” Cliff almost whined. “Even Hollander is down here holding up the bar or maybe it’s holding him up. Kinda hard to tell at this point. Gonna let him be the life of the party when you won the fucking award?”
The fog in Ilya’s brain shifted and scattered at the name.
Ilya’s stomach sank.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.“How many has he had?” Ilya asked, pushing himself up from the bed, glancing around the room until he saw his dress pants and shirt still on the floor by the end of the bed.