Sent To Bloody Hell
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MatureOngoing18m
Last published Thu, Feb 13, 2020
Dirk Alexandria Strider is well known for being a douche, and we can all agree he takes things a little too far.
After a breakup and a cheating scandal, what else is he to do but eliminate the past competition, and travel cross country with his ex?
ALSO TW FOR THE FOLLOWING
- There's a few scenes of (but not actual) almost thr*w*ng up, warnings will be put a paragraph before
- Intrusive thoughts
- Talk of alcohol addiction
- Talk of cheating
- Mentions of/Actions of Verbal Ab*se
- Brief Transphobia in the prologue
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