8 Works by tdkeh
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I Think You'll Stay by anyarozander (tdkeh)
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
10 Sep 2026
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"Okay." Ilya placed another kiss to the back of Shane's neck and continued the massage.
"You don't have to feel guilty, you know? If that's what this is all about..." Shane said quietly. "I know you didn't check me deliberately to hurt me. It's hockey. Just part of the game."
"I know you know that, but..."
"But, what?"
"I am still sorry that I hurt you."
"It was an accident."
"Still..."
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Ilya accidentally hurts Shane during a game, and it causes their evening plans to take an unexpected turn.Series
- Part 2 of Heated Rivalry One-Shots
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Would You Rather...? by anyarozander (tdkeh)
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
28 Jul 2026
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"Okay boys, I found the perfect one for us..." Bood said through his chuckling. "Someone get a video of this for Harris. Would you rather... have sex with a centaur or a minotaur?"
"I don't think Harris can post that..." Troy said with a groan.
Shane nudged Ilya's arm. "Some of us already do that anyway..." he whispered.
"Hah!" Ilya planted a big kiss on Shane's cheek, but nobody seemed to notice or care. "I love you so fucking much..." he whispered in Shane's ear.
"Hotel," Shane reminded him.
"Wasn't the minotaur a dude?" Someone asked.
"I think centaurs are all dudes too, for the record."
"How did they make more centaurs then?"
"Don't try to apply logic or biology to Greek myths, my guy. That way lies madness," Wyatt replied.
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The Centaurs kill time on a flight by playing a game of "Would You Rather?"
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- Part 1 of Heated Rivalry One-Shots
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I Always Got By On My Own by anyarozander (tdkeh)
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
28 Jun 2026
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Ilya blinked at the page for a moment, then looked up at Shane and laughed.
Shane immediately grew defensive. "Oh, fuck you! I was trying to be nice." He pulled the book back, but Ilya stopped him when he turned to walk away.
"Shane Hollander."
"What?"
"Privet. Hello."
"Oh." Shane's pronunciation hadn't been remotely close. "And what about...?" He pointed to the Russian phrase he'd overly-ambitiously tried first.
"Dobroye utro."
"Ah. Good morning," Shane said sheepishly.
"Good morning," Ilya repeated with the most genuine smile Shane had seen from him yet.
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Ilya Rozanov, rising star of the Soviet Union's infamous Red Army team shocked the world in 1989 when he suddenly defected to Canada to play for a mediocre MLH team.
Shane Hollander, underappreciated and deeply closeted third-liner on said team, was perhaps the most shocked of everyone. The cocky Russian phenom hadn't made the best impression on Shane during a brawl at World Juniors a couple years prior, but when a noticeably sullen Ilya arrived in their locker room, Shane couldn't help but reach out to him.
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- Part 1 of Defector
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Tell Me It Won't Always Be This Hard by anyarozander (tdkeh)
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
21 Jun 2026
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"I should probably get this stuff off my nails..." Ilya said, looking reluctantly at his hands.
"Oh! Right." Svetlana grabbed the nail polish remover and cracked her window to dissipate some of the smell as they sat beneath it and she got to work.
"Hey, what is your mother's name?"
Svetlana blinked a couple times, caught off guard by the unexpected question. "Susanna."
"Can you help me learn English sometime?"
"Sure. Why?"
"I'm bad at it. And I was thinking maybe... maybe it would be good to get better," Ilya said clumsily. Sergei's words from the night before were still echoing in a corner of his mind. Maybe if he kept up with hockey, he could play for the MLH. He didn't mind the idea of having an ocean between him and his family anymore.
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Ilya gets into a fight with bullies after his mother's death, and the Vetrovs take him in for the night. There, they help him imagine a brighter future for himself someday.
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Corey tries to explain "shipping" to Kent.
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It was though the townspeople had gone wild overnight. Normally, black cats were thought as something to be avoided by the superstitious residents, but a mysterious proclamation appeared in the town square one morning and changed everything. Those who could read quickly spread word to the rest.
*Whomsoever can remove the key, will win the hand of a true beauty.*
Two nights later, a black cat with blue eyes was spotted in the woods with an ornate gold key around its neck, and the chaos began.
Eric Bittle wanted no part of it.
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Hate vs Like by wwx-lwj-ai-ni (tdkeh)
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
06 Apr 2023
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Wei Ying comes out unexpectedly after a few beers during a laid-back weekend getaway before the start of his third year of university. It's a shock even to himself.
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I'm Alright 'Cuz I Have You Here With Me by wwx-lwj-ai-ni (tdkeh)
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
28 Dec 2022
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WWX shows up unexpectedly at LWJ's door with nowhere else to go, only to discover that LWJ is dogsitting for a week.
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Lan Zhan smiled and said something quietly to the dog, rewarding it with some ear scratches. The brown and white dog also muscled its way in for a few approving scritches, despite not doing anything to earn praise."Reminds me of the peacock..." Wei Ying mumbled to himself, instantly deciding that dog was the worse one.
Wei Ying lost track of how long he stood at Lan Zhan's bedroom window, watching him play fetch with the yappy little dogs. The stubborn little brown and white one finally got its act together and started fetching properly, though it still occasionally bowled over the slightly smaller black and tan one. Neither dog seemed bothered by this, and Lan Zhan kept smiling softly at them and petting them both when one returned with the ball.
That smile. Wei Ying couldn't get it out of his head for the rest of the day, even that evening as they washed the dishes.