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"This will help with the pain, Mr. Rozanov."
Which pain? The one in his knee, the one in his chest (left side, always left side), the scalding one in his wrist?
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¿Alguien interesado en una versión menos metafórica de los hechos...?
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- Part 2 of Escenarios
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Sometimes what you don't say is even more valuable.
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- Part 1 of The Poetry Circle
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What is really worse: a craving, a bad trip, or the beginning of an infatuation?
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"Me obligo a concentrarme terriblemente en armar aviones de plástico así no pienso en ninguna otra cosa... porque cada noche, cuando me quedo dormido, sueño con Sakura"
(Hideto Takarai; Revista Pati Pati, Julio de 1997).Series
- Part 1 of Escenarios
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El problema con los incidentes y los capítulos oscuros es que con frecuencia más de una voz quiere relatarlos.
¿Qué ocurrió arriba, abajo y detrás de los escenarios de L'arc en ciel en 1997?
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The steady, persistent pressure of Rozanov’s thick cock sinking into him is unlike anything Shane has ever felt before. He feels impossibly full, impossibly exposed, but more than that, he feels good.
Fuck, it’s good.
It’s so good that he forgets to feel awkward as he begins to rock back into Rozanov’s thrusts. He forgets to feel ashamed as Rozanov draws sounds out of him he didn’t even know he was capable of making. As Rozanov drives him out of his mind and deep into his own body, holds him there, forces him to feel everything and think nothing at all—
Shane forgets to feel anything but good.
(In which Shane has a dirty fantasy, and Ilya runs with it.)
“Ah,” Ilya says softly, brushing a finger along the column of Shane’s throat. “Is that what you want, Hollander? To be humiliated?”“Yes,” Shane says, the word a guttural moan. “No? I don’t know. Maybe. Fuck.”
“To be put to good use? To be told what to do?”
“Yes,” Shane gasps, relieved to be asked a simpler question. “That’s what I want.”
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18 Jun 2026
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“Share you?” Ilya’s voice is muffled in the crook of Shane’s neck.
“In the fantasy, Rozanov,” Shane grits out. “Keep it together.”
Ilya doesn’t reply. He grinds against Shane, pressing open-mouthed kisses to his bruised skin. “You would want me to share you?” he asks eventually, breathless.
“I would want you to use me,” Shane says. Hiding behind would, behind the fantasy. He closes his eyes, tries again: “I want you to do whatever you want with me.”
Ilya freezes on top of him.
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Postcards by Katwrites2481
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
14 Jun 2026
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On a whim, Shane sends Ilya a postcard after they reunite in Tampa. And while it may have started out as an impulse, Shane and Ilya continue to send one another postcards using their code names. This takes place primarily between Tampa and the Cottage. While they text and FaceTime, the postcards are another way to communicate, but they're also more than that. They are something both Shane and Ilya can hold onto out in the open.
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18 Jun 2026
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come real quick (and get inside my mind) by coffeeinallcaps
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV)
28 Feb 2026
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He should just forget about Rozanov. Forget about Rozanov coming all over his own stomach as Shane watched, transfixed; forget about Rozanov’s hand curving possessively around Shane’s jaw to pull him in for a kiss. Forget about the dizzying, red-hot bolt of shame and anticipation and fear and arousal that had shot through him when Rozanov stroked two fingers down between his ass cheeks and pressed there—a question, an offer. A promise.
(In which Shane responds to Ilya’s texts between 2011 and 2013.)
“Stop saying dick pic,” Shane hissed. “This is harassment.” He glared at the bulge in his pants. “You are harassing me.”“I do not know what this word means.”
“How fucking convenient for you.”
“Aw, Hollander,” Rozanov said, but he sounded a little contrite. After a beat, he asked, “Do you want me to stop?”
“Don’t you dare stop,” Shane said through clenched teeth, surreptitiously palming himself to take the edge off. It didn’t help.
“So do you want my dick or not?” Rozanov asked after another beat.
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17 Jun 2026
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He didn’t even think about Rozanov at all!
Not very often, anyway. Only sometimes. Like at night, when he couldn’t sleep. Or in the shower after his morning workout. Or while driving to practice. Or when he was staring out of a plane window.
So, basically never
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“Game is over,” he says. “You won. I lost. I was annoying. Normal.”
“That’s not—” Shane starts, then stops, because he actually doesn't know how to finish that thought without sounding like an idiot. His jaw works, teeth grinding together.
That's not what I meant. That's not the point. You said I was boring and you were right and I need you to say it again so I know where I stand, so I know what you think of me, so I can stop waiting for the other shoe to drop.
He settles for: “You were kind of an asshole.”
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17 Jun 2026
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you then, me now by inarosaurus
Fandom Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Heated Rivalry (TV)
06 Jun 2026
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14 Jun 2026