Mortmort
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Kip's soulmark is a Stanley Cup - he thinks it means that his soulmate is a hockey fan.
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29 Jan 2026
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stay, please by magicjkm
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
15 Jan 2026
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What if Scott hadn’t woken up while Kip was getting ready to leave?
After Scott and Kip sleep together for the first time, Kip leaves before Scott wakes up. Scott is devastated and tries to convince himself that one night was enough, but he can’t stop thinking about Kip and decides to do something about it.
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29 Jan 2026
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baby, angels like you can't fly down hell with me by salty_autistic_writer
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
20 Jan 2026
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Hey. Can we talk?
Scott’s text message came in the middle of the night. Kip discovered it in the morning, when he was still blinking sleep out of his eyes, feeling instantly awake as he stared at the words.
Hey. Of course. Where and when? He typed frantically.
Scott didn’t read the message. He wasn’t online for quite a while.
And then Kip got the call.
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Scott hits his head. Kip was waiting for a text message. They're not okay.
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28 Jan 2026
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The New York night air was cool, charged with the city's peculiar energy. They walked in silence for a few blocks, the sound of their footsteps and breathing mixing with the distant traffic noise. Until Scott stopped under a streetlamp's light, pulled Kip close and kissed him again, unhurried, without an audience.
"Home? So you can fuck me." Scott asked, his mouth still close to Kip's.
"Home so I can fuck you." Kip confirmed.
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28 Jan 2026
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“Hey man, did the LASIK already fade? Thought it was supposed to last longer—my sister was thinking about it, and I told her how well it went for you and Jonesy.”
Hunter looks up from the table, confused, “Huh? No, my eyes are great. Still recommend it.”
“Oh, I saw the contact lens solution, and I thought…” Carter trails off. He suddenly realizes he’s prying, something he hates doing in general but learned long ago not to do with Hunter specifically. Hunter opens his mouth and then shuts it. His whole face looks like a rabbit caught in crosshairs.
“I, that was,” he stammers, pauses for a beat. “My cousin visited. Thanksgiving. She forgot hers, and I bought some for her.”
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Carter Vaughn does not want to pry. But he does want to know what's going on.
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28 Jan 2026