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Reader is: British, Young Vic (get it?) theatre company director, working class, in her 30s, a control freak, a semi-conscious sub. Viktor is: Czech (as always), working in biotech with Jayce, working class, in his 30s, a control freak, a conscious dom. They meet by common friends and something gets started.
“Pass me the wine.” A soft command, tilting toward a question at the end, firm and quiet all at once.
You reach for the bottle without looking, your eyes fixed on his throat as he breathes. The moment it comes close, his touch leaves your leg and finds your fingers instead. His skin brushes yours, spreading the sweat from the glass onto your own, and something coils low in your stomach.
“Good…” he murmurs, clipped, as if something else should follow. “Thank you.” And then his warmth is gone, leaving you painfully sober, achingly empty.Bookmarked by lexii_ox
10 Apr 2025
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A Tarot reading, that was all it took to shake your entire life.
You've always been an excellent student in the Academy of Piltover, getting the best results and always being first in every class. This all changes as soon as you meet him, as his stubbornness clashes against yours, as your blood boils when his results overpower yours. It seems that no matter how hard you try to push him away, he sticks to you to pierce you out as pieces of your past come back to the surface.
Viktor, as in 'victory', was winning and you were losing.
Rivals? Yes, rivals. So be it. That is what you will be.
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19 Dec 2024
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Your career in sports photography definitely couldn’t have been possible without your portfolio you’d built throughout college- more importantly, your ability to force yourself to stop taking pictures of the same athlete who’s name you didn’t know. (You swore you didn’t have a crush on him.) However, when you, years later, get a job at the Tokyo Dome, you didn’t expect to have your expensive professional camera smashed in by a hall hurtling towards it at speeds faster than your car.
As for the man who had caused the destruction of your equipment- he was determined to apologize- however, in the process of doing so, he seemed to have found a fan from his earlier days. Frankly, he found it flattering.
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“I’m in college in these.”
His eyes scanned the pictures on the screen- most of which were of him. College games, every one of them. He’d never noticed her in the crowd. Had he?
And there were so, so many.
He could feel heat creeping up his neck. He didn’t find it creepy, or stalkerish- not at all, but instead dared to feel a tiny bit flattered.
‘Oh, she was obsessed with me. That’s kind of cute,’ he thought.
He wondered if she still was.
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12 Sep 2024
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It's a bit cliché to have a weird on-again off-again with your childhood best friend.
It is decidedly less cliché when said childhood best friend is a baseball star, superhero and single mother all rolled into one. At least you aren't the baby daddy.
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“Also, is it just me or has Ultraman gotten hot?”
His eyes suddenly shoot open. “I’m sorry— who?!”
“The 40-meter superhero?”
“Him?!” His voice is alert but hoarse, his throat pushing out words amidst his drowsiness.
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12 Sep 2024