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Before either can say anything, Patrick closes the distance between them with a kiss. It’s soft and chaste, nothing like their inadvertent makeout session just a few minutes ago when Tashi had pulled away from them. Patrick’s mouth still tastes like hers, mixed with the residual flavor of beer and cigarettes. The kiss is over as soon as it’d started, Patrick’s head dropping back down, looking suddenly shy.
Art definitely can’t think of what to say now. He just stays there, his mouth still open, his eyes searching Patrick’s face for answers.
“Sorry,” Patrick mutters, looking away. “Don’t really know why I did that.”
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After Tashi leaves the room the night before their Juniors final, Art and Patrick don't go right to bed.Bookmarked by afe_k
11 Feb 2026
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Art looks down at him over his nose, frowning. “I’m not a prude," he defends, an offended lilt in his words. "I’m just normal, and not, like an exhibitionist, like you apparently are.” Patrick raises a brow like he doesn’t believe a word he’s saying. Just to make him mad. It works. “I’m serious, Patrick,” he repeats, sitting up a bit straighter. “I could have sex in front of you, or if you were listening like you apparently love to do now. It would be the exact same as normal. I probably wouldn’t even remember that you were there”
Patrick studies him, leaned back against the couch lazily. “Yeah?"
"Yeah." The word is spat out.
“Okay.” He tilts his head, challenging. “Okay. Prove it.”
or: the longest, stupidest game of gay chicken to ever be played
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You want him in the way a wolf wants a lame rabbit; not because it’s satisfying, but because it’s easy. You know exactly how he’ll crumple. How he’ll say no without meaning it.
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19 Jan 2026
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The world goes black. A sharp ache blooms across his cheek, spreads upwards over his skin, and into his scalp. Disgusting pleasure erupts all over his body, and he feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge. Fuck.
“You wanna fuck around like this?”
Another impact. Someone moans. Probably him.
“No one gets to do this to you.” Patrick says. He grabs the back of his neck and pulls his head forward, pulls him up onto his elbows. He hits him again. And again. Art never, ever wants him to stop.
or: sadomasochism is a difficult thing to get right.
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25 Dec 2025
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Art Donaldson is the only reason Patrick Zweig still gives a shit about his life. Patrick hasn’t told him that yet. October 2007.
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- Part 2 of Rebellato Boys at Stanford
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17 Nov 2025