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    He picked up pace. “Hey—Reg!”
    Still nothing. The bastard was ignoring him.
    James turned a corner—and stopped dead.
    Regulus was standing in the middle of an abandoned classroom, breathing like he’d just run a marathon. His back hit the wall with a thud. And then again. And again.
    James blinked. His fury evaporated so fast it left him dizzy.

    Or: James sees his "Most Hated Enemy" and decides that Soft Domming him into selfcare is the move

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    02 Mar 2026

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    This how so good!!!! I love non sexual dominance

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    “...Hollander,” He hears Rozanov say, urgent like it’s not the first time he’s said it. “Shane,” he follows it up with, and that snaps him out of it. He’s never called him that. Shane, reluctantly, lifts his face a little, eyes glazed over as he meets Rozanov’s eyes.

    “What?”

    “You stink,” Rozanov says, concern dripping. “No, you—fuck. You reek. What is—” Ilya’s fingers lift up, tugging at the scent patch, revealing more of the spot beneath it. Even Shane can smell himself at that point. He does reek. Reeks of heat, of Omega, of honey and sweetness, of something that would melt on your tongue.

    Shane reefs himself back. The Omega inside him aches, mourns, whimpers at the loss of contact. It’s needed, though. He scrambles back, hand slapping at his neck to force the peeled patch back down over his scent gland. He backs up till his spine knocks against the bathroom stall.

    “You are in heat at award show? Why would you hide this? Why would you not call out sick? Are you—are you insane? You care this much about trophy?”

    OR Shane goes into heat in Vegas

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    17 Dec 2025

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    Shane grew up with a few facts. 1. He was going to play in the NHL. 2. He was going to be a beta. 3. He was going to have a soul mark.

    Ilya grew up with a few facts. 1. His father was always right. 2. He shall not fail his family name. 3. Marry well and give alpha sons.

    Fate works in mysterious ways, and there is nothing easy about this match. When a chance encounter can turn a late-blooming Shane Hollander into a powerhouse in the Hockey world and a delectable mate carrying around Ilyas' handwriting on his collar. When responsibilities come knocking, what can they do? How could fate play a trick so cruel?

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    14 Dec 2025

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    “Can I get a name for that?”
    “Bakugo.”
    Izuku’s hand froze over the screen. Slowly, he looked up at the customer, his carefully crafted work facade falling.
    The boy’s blond spikey hair was sticking out everywhere like an explosion, framing his face and getting in the way of his bright red eyes. The light coming in through the window broke against his UA uniform and his raised arm that was holding his phone, which he hadn’t looked up from once.
    Izuku’s voice caught in his throat, but he managed to choke out a stammer.
    “K-Kacchan?”
    His head shot up and he looked at Izuku for the first time. His eyes widened, but it was impossible to tell what from. Shock? Horror? Recognition? Surprise? Maybe a mix of all of it? His voice came out in a coarse whisper, laden with emotion.
    “Deku?”

     

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    After seeing all the issues that her son was going through, Inko decided that enough was enough and moved the two of them away. Izuku took this as an opportunity to cut ties with Kacchan and ended up working at a local cafe. But, what he wasn't expecting was that his childhood friend would walk right through the front door four years later.

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    11 Nov 2025

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    You ever ride on a bus, or any form of public transportation really, and put your belongings in the space beside you to deter others from sitting next to you?

    Well, in this story, that's what our Bakubabe does.

    But our Broccoli Boy is the exception.

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