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lockjaw by ILoveToHaveFun
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
02 Aug 2026
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Open wide, bite down, a familiar process to him now years later, teeth sinking into soft putty, the mold pressing up against Shane’s soft palate and always drawing a tear from his eye, a suppressed gag from his throat. Saliva stringed when they pull the mold from his mouth, silvery glistening and wet when it snaps and clings to his chin again. The corners of his mouth hurt, dry and stretched taut from the intrusion. He’s pavloved by the feeling. Something thick and warm was there once too, stretching him just as wide. Shane pretended not to notice the pause the dentist gave when examining the back of his throat, undoubtedly eyeing the purple-red bruising there. Shane sent a private thanks to God, or the parliament, or Hippocrates, for the concept of doctor-patient confidentiality.
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shane's a biter
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headlock by ILoveToHaveFun
Fandoms: Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Heated Rivalry (TV)
27 Jul 2026
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“Tilt down,” Ilya ordered, soft but firm, and Shane obeyed, lowering his eyes to the grass as Ilya trimmed the nape of his neck. His hair clippings fell to the soft grass beneath his feet. Feeling Ilya’s intent grip, the way he guided him into position, tilting him to where he needed, making smooth passes and going back over and over the same tracks to make sure he didn’t miss any spots, Shane couldn’t help but feel like a thing. A treasured thing, a prized possession, something lovingly maintained. At some point he let his eyes slip closed, relaxing into Ilya’s hands, slumping down and letting himself be made small, feel owned, warmed by the glow of Ilya’s careful attention.
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snow angel by ILoveToHaveFun
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
24 Jul 2026
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An angel. Shane's stomach flipped (or did it drop?) at such a tender comparison. On nights like these where everything was fast and Rozanov played rough with him, he half-expected something filthy, "whore", maybe, "slut," sharp Russian consonants that stung as deliciously as a slap to the meat of his cheek. Shane glowed, molten. With Rozanov's seed painting his red cheeks, he had seldom felt so debauched, and yet the man above him called him an angel.
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what's a guy gotta do to get a text back? jerk off about it?
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grass stains by ILoveToHaveFun
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
26 Jun 2026
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"Look, I wasn't sure how to bring this up," Shane started, putting his voice into a different register, the register he uses when he knows he's about to get what he wants, all breathy and a little whiny. A dirty little trick. "But I don't think I have the money to pay you this week, but you know I'm good for it."
"You're good for it?" Ilya asked, and he's fallen into his role seamlessly. In another life he would have been a thespian, he thought. "I don't think this will work for me," he said, taking a menacing step towards Shane who is doing all he can to keep a giddy little smile off his lips. Not the best scene partner, admittedly. But he's got the spirit.
"No?" he quivered out.
"No. I don't think so." Ilya took another bite of his popsicle and tried not to break character by wincing at the brain freeze. "I have bills to pay, you know. And I spend extra time making your yard look perfect," Ilya gestured over his shoulder with the popsicle stick at the wobbly, imperfect mower lines in the grass. "and now I might not get paid? No. That won't work for me."
Shane's eyes widened under his sunglasses, lips cherry red, bitten and juice-stained. "Could we come to some kind of arrangement?"
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"Would you still want to do this?" Ilya asked, pulling Shane from his spiral. "With me?"
The unspoken, "If we're discovered, if they kick us out of the league, if it means we can never play hockey again, if it means you could never play hockey again," hung between them.
In Ilya's eyes, something new sifted to the surface, something Shane had never seen in him before. Unguarded, vulnerable, a young boy asking, "Are you as scared as I am? Will you jump if I jump? Can you hold my hand as I do it?"
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The last days at the cottage, told in vignettes
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It snapped on like that sometimes. He couldn’t stop it. Other times it was an oscillating current trapped in the wave pool of his brain for days, back and forth, back and forth. Or a low-grade irritation, a toxic mist he had to work round the clock to contain to a single room. Shane wasn’t supposed to see any of it.
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02 Sep 2026
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Ilya watches his fingers fiddle with it. “Hear what? Hear us sleep?” he scratches behind his own ear, helpfully. “I snore so loud?”
“No, Ilya, they can hear us not sleep,” Shane leans forward, searching Ilya’s face. Almost. “What we do before we sleep.”
And Shane knows he gets it, because his whole face lights up, and Shane isn’t really in the position to appreciate it fully because the context is just not allowing him to. And it makes him feel worse. “Ah, that!” Ilya is laughing, and he presses down on Shane’s neck more solidly, shaking him around a little, almost proud if Shane had to guess.
or, Shane's roommates can hear him and Ilya when they have sex, and it becomes a problem
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- Part 1 of blue collar ilya cinematic universe
- Part 1 of ring my bell cinematic universe
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02 Sep 2026
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overehead, underfoot by whorecoded for ILoveToHaveFun
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
08 Aug 2026
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Ilya’s about to ask what’s so funny, but then he feels a pressure against his groin and understands: he’s been had. It was a tactic to distract him, and it worked-- Shane’s snuck his other foot up to press against the tented fabric of Ilya’s sweatpants.
“You play dirty.”
“No I don’t.”
“I am going to tell everyone, Shane Hollander is a-” Ilya inhales sharply as Shane flexes his foot once, pressing the ball against Ilya’s dick unfairly, “-cheater. They will disqualify you from the league.”
Shane laughs again, the sound smug in a way that makes Ilya feel a little light headed, like he knows that he’s got Ilya exactly where he wants him and that Ilya is more than happy himself to be there. “Yeah, right.”
writing foot stuff for a friend bc the world is my oyster
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The very second he puts the car into park, Ilya places a hand on top of his. Shane glances over at him. Ilya is smiling cheek to cheek.
“What?” he asks, unable to stop himself from smiling too. “You’re staring.”
“Sorry,” Ilya keeps staring, keeps grinning. “So happy.”
Shane and Ilya take their honeymoon. They learn each other better, and love each other in public for the first time.
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06 Aug 2026
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Jane: No problem again, sorry. I’ll see you in a few months.
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01 Aug 2026