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"The jutsu will seal everything a ninja has ever learnt. It'll be like him getting a blank slate," Tsunade folded her hands and leaned forward to rest her chin against her knuckles, "Tabula rasa."
In which, Sasuke's memories are temporarily wiped after the war as part of his incarceration.
Slow burn, friends to lovers, alternate ending, fix-it fic
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17 Oct 2020
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you’d been born to bleed, little soldier by justhockey
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
06 Dec 2025
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“Ilya,” he whispers. “I want this. I want to know when you’re hurting and when things are hard, because I want you. I want you when you’re sad, and lonely, and messy-“
“-you hate mess,” Ilya teases, drawing a hard-earned smile out of Shane.
“But I love you.”
(Or the argument in The Long Game, rewritten.)
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05 Jan 2026
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not okay ? by goldfishsyndrome
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
25 Dec 2025
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What if Ilya and Shane never had that fight on Boxing Day? What if he never told Shane how he felt about hiding their relationship?
an alternate(sadder) version of how that conversation in chapter 22 could have gone, set in the long game :(
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05 Jan 2026
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And when Shane didn’t reply, Ilya went still. Slowly, he lifted his face from his boyfriend’s chest, staring face to face.
“Shane?” He whispered.
Shane swallowed again. His fingers curling into a fist as he tried his best not to shake.
“Ilya?”
“Yes, moy lyubimy?”
“When will you get tired of me?”
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- Part 1 of Shane & Ilya (the sad diaries)
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05 Jan 2026
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i'm working it out from the look on your face by sunshineonrye
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV)
17 Dec 2025
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“Hollander,” Rozanov says.
Shane can’t look at him. Instead, he notices the lamps. There’s so many of them just in his line of sight. Ilya must never have to use the overhead lights in this house. During the day, there’s the sun. And at night, the softness of the low light, just enough to see by. Shane imagines being able to sit here, after dark, a game in the background, the scene lit by nothing but the gentle glow of a few lamps. He imagines falling asleep soothed by hands softly carding through his hair and a heartbeat pulsing under his jawbone. It makes him feel domestic. It makes him feel like he does with a cold can of ginger ale in his hands.
He needs to leave.
“Hollander,” Ilya says.
(OR: tuna melt fix-it with shane and ilya and lamps)
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04 Jan 2026