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Most days, Dennis would say he didn’t believe in God if anyone had asked. Still, Dennis Whitaker couldn’t help but believe in God when he saw his mother being ushered to Central 9 in the Pitt. Not the benevolent God that he’d seen reflected in his studies, but the vicious, unforgiving God that he had been raised with. The God who would punish Dennis for daring to live in sin. There was no running from the Lord’s vengeance– his family had taught him so.
Dennis ran anyway.
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14 May 2026
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“You’re allowed,” his master tells him. “You did well.”
There is no deception in his master’s eyes, none he can see, only dark, half-lidded magnetism. He is dizzy, and he is allowed, he did well, and if this is a trick, he is falling for it, hapless and selfish.
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19 Apr 2026
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“Hypothetically,” Bdubs says to Etho, the next day, “if you wanted to suck me off, you could.”
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Etho gets lucky, Bdubs gets boiled.
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13 Apr 2026
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Any Way You Want It by vermillionbriar (BriarBee)
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
13 Dec 2025
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Bdubs declares that he's going to punish Etho for his relentless teasing and making fun of him. It takes a few days for it to be administered, but it's more than Etho could've ever imagined (in the best way possible).
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13 Mar 2026
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Crush you to pieces, I'll hum a breath of it by JoesMother
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
07 Jan 2026
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Bdubs felt Etho’s breath against his nose and tried to act unfazed, pretending his heart didn’t just get caught in his throat.
“Tell me, what don’t I know?”
Etho felt exposed. He eyed the blade below his chin, and Bdubs beneath the knife. His own pulse was deafening in his ears, the blood in his head gone, rushing straight to his nether region. He felt his cheeks get warm, a buzzing throughout his face. It always felt strange, when Bdubs and him would play this little game. This wasn’t the first time, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last. He’s sorry to say, he likes being pinned to the wall with a weapon to his head. After all, a little blood never hurt anybody.
“How will you have me?” Etho dared.
“Naked. Belly-up. Like the fishy conspirator you are.” Bdubs was smiling ear to ear, his voice spewing with wholehearted lust. He whispered, words hitting with a faint, teasing air, “You are going to spill all your secrets to me, tell me every plan, every prank, that you thought too good for me.”
His words were stinging - this was Etho’s chance, to make everything right - so why did he feel like his guts were being torn? (subtle foreshadowing)Bookmarked by ancientavocado
13 Mar 2026