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“Who would you ask to come fuck me?”
Arvid flexed his jaw, face hardening.
“I don’t know Liam, whoever you want.” Arvid sounded angry, but not at Liam.
I want you. Liam thought desperately but he refused to embarrass himself that bad.
“I heard you.” Liam finally said. “In your driver's room.” Arvid's face dropped a bit, panic rising in his features.
“Fuck, I’m really sorry Liam…you shouldn’t have had to hear that-“
“Did you mean it? That I could be your good boy?” Liam sniffled.
Something in Arvid's face shifted and he finally seemed to realize what was happening.
“I don’t know Liam,” he said slowly. “Can you be?” His eyes were darkening and Liam knew he’d hit the right button. “It wasn’t very good when you stole my sweatshirt was it?”
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30 Jun 2026
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That was genuinely a little bit life changing. And the smut was. Well it felt like I hit a line of cocaine… or something. All I know is that my stomach was doing somersaults the whole time. The good kind of somersaults.
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It all started with a touch to the neck and an involuntary groan. As a beta, Liam never had to worry about alphas, pheromones, or heats. His life was practical, stable, and perfectly comfortable that way.
Until Arvid joined the team, and Liam began to manifest symptoms that biologically, he should never have had.
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29 Jun 2026
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First ever lawblad fic. Ecstatic. 10/10. no notes.
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Lando attaches the blushy, pouty photo and sends it, then locks his phone and drops it onto the carpet beside him, staring up at the ceiling.
There’s a pause, stretching suspiciously long.
A faint click echoes through the call. Mute. Then unmute again.
“Sorry,” OP says when he comes back, his voice rougher now. “Thought someone was at the door.”
Or: Lando loses an F1 championship and signs up for a charity Minecraft speedrunning tournament to cope with his existential crisis. Turns out his coach, faceless speedrunning champion OP81, might be a bit of a fanboy.
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Bookmarked by potatose81
03 Jun 2026
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I’ve actually just put myself in my own personal hell because I started this fic knowing it wasn’t completed and now I have to wait patiently for the final 2 chapters :((( I want it nowwww. This fic is so buzzy and well written. Genuinely felt like I was gliding through clouds reading it. That’s how well written it is.
Just finished reading chapter 3 and I’m on cloud 9 😻
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Ilya sighs dreamily. There's wine on his breath, sweet and acrid. If Shane were to lick into the hot well of Ilya's mouth, could he taste the flavor on his lips? Does Ilya prefer red wine or white— or is he too young to develop a palette that he even has a preference? Alcohol is alcohol. Shane was nineteen once, he remembers, in memories he can't quite walk through anymore and whispers of nostalgia that hit him when he least expects, that he too used to drink whatever was available.
"Psyche is a very beautiful girl, people worship her instead of Aphrodite." And oh, how is accent jumps when he says Aphrodite. "So Aphrodite orders her son, Eros, to shoot his arrow and have her fall in love with someone ugly. Instead, Eros, in teenage rebellion fashion, shoots himself."
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04 Jun 2026
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I think if I could only read one specific tag on ao3 for the rest of my life it would be puppy Ilya. Puppy Ilya x older Shane Hollander is just so canon to me. I loveee this. so sweet. I just really really need more. Like an itch I have to scratch.
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from the cold by stammiviktor
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
27 Dec 2025
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It’s winter in Ottawa and Ilya has hunkered down in his big, empty mansion to weather a nasty flu. Then his phone buzzes.
— Guardian™ Security Alert: Movement detected at front door
— (1) Missed Call: Yuna HollanderOr: The Hollanders have a new son to take care of. Ilya has no idea what’s going on.
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29 May 2026
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That was so sweet 🥲 love a good sickfic. And I absolutely love domestic Yuna and David Hollander with Ilya.