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“Would you date me if I was a girl?”
Eddie's question surprises them both, air between them full of breath-held tension before Buck scoffs, eyebrows furrowing but mouth curling into a toothy smile.
“Dude, I would date you right now,” he answers easily, not really stopping to consider the other options. Then, he volleys back, “Would you date me if I was a girl?
Eddie raises his eyes to Buck’s high, dark ceiling and does actually think about it for a lengthy moment, turning the concept over in his hands like a Rubik's cube. He tries to imagine Buck as a woman, dirty blond curls framing his face, muscular build, same baby blue eyes and the pink birthmark. Not much would change in the end and Eddie already likes all the parts of Buck he knows now.
“Yeah, Buck, I would.”
Buck smiles wider at that, clearly pleased, and buries a yawn in his pillow. His fingers go a little slack as their interconnected hands rest between them, clearly inching further towards sleep. “Maybe you should,” he mumbles.
or: Buck and Eddie sleep together platonically through the years of their friendship, unaware they're falling in love.
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“You want me to jerk off with a fleshlight? Right now?” Buck sounds incredulous, rightfully so, his voice pitching into a mix of panic and curiosity.
“No! I mean–” Eddie takes a deep breath and looks Buck right in the eye, “I wanna be the one to do it.”
“To jerk off? You wanna borrow–”
“I wanna get you off!” Eddie states way too loudly and immediately lowers his voice with alarm, eyes darting to the door. When nothing happens, he turns back to Buck who appears frozen, Eddie's next words sure and steady if not a little stilted. “To make you feel better. Since you're hurting right now. As your best friend.”
or: Eddie finds Buck's fleshlight, things go downhill from there.
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Time feels as slow as dripping molasses, stretchy and malleable, with no rules attached. Eddie doesn't know how long he sits like that for, rubbing his eyes until he sees colorful shapes blooming in the darkness, but it's probably not too long if Buck hasn't started a conversation with him yet. From sound alone, Buck is currently vigorously rifling through their shared wardrobe, while humming a tune, some commercial jingle.
There was no point in splitting up the clothes, since they usually ended up mixed again just a few days later. Eddie doesn't care if the hoodie he is wearing that day is Buck's, or if he sees his favorite socks on Buck's feet. It feels nice to share a home, to offer something of his and be given back the same way. It settles something possessive in Eddie's chest, even if every time he steals something of Buck's Hen raises a trademarked Eyebrow™ at him, pity and exasperation in equal measures.
When Eddie deems enough time has passed for Buck to get dressed, he lets his hands flop to his lap, opens his eyes and- oh. Oh no.
Not only is Buck not dressed, he's not even wearing his towel.
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Maybe he's a little insane about all of it, but he has loved Buck for a long time, so long in fact that he does not remember life before Buck, in the same foggy way one forgets their childhood, vague and present just enough to trigger nostalgia.
He's been a coward for most of his life, running away, always away.
“I love you.” Eddie reasons, somehow braver here in this hellish dreamrealitymemory than in his own life.
This dead-Buck, not-Buck, smiles indulgently, the expression 3 degrees off from what it should be. His eyes are more glassy than before and the breath he takes rattles against his insides when he speaks. “Go back then. Tell him. I'm already dead here.”
Eddie wakes up.
or: dream-buck makes eddie get his shit together.
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enforcer by moonlitgarden
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
23 Dec 2025
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Ilya knows there is a thing about himself he has to always keep hidden in the deepest recesses of his body, behind his molars and in his core. He thinks Shane Hollander might be the same, except the thing about him he cannot hide.
Ilya Rozanov is the biggest hockey talent of his generation. So is Shane Hollander.
But over the years Ilya notices that the vicious media and the clamouring fans and some of his more foul-mouthed teammates treat Hollander differently than any other hockey player.
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23 Dec 2025
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Vishnya by Kate Andrews (k8andrewz)
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
04 Dec 2025
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"You are okay? I was not too hard in you?"
"You mean too hard on me."
"No. I do not." The corner of his mouth twitches, like a traitor.
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Shane wears panties for Ilya.
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16 Dec 2025
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come unfold by alspancakes
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
13 Dec 2025
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“I want one day,” Shane interrupted Ilya’s inner meltdown with, really, the only acceptable response. “And then we can…” Shane trailed off. “Then we can, I don’t know. Reset.”
“Reset,” Ilya repeated, unconvinced.
“Yeah.”
It was another few moments of stunned silence before Ilya spoke again.
“We could go somewhere.”
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or, what if Shane decided to stay, that night… and then decided to miss his flight home the next day.
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13 Dec 2025
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a question of belonging by cordeliacordate
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
01 Dec 2025
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Ilya Rozanov does not belong to his father.
Ilya Rozanov does not belong to Russia.
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A missing scene, where Ilya changes his mind at the Olympics, and invites Hollander back to his hotel room in the dead of a cold Russian night.
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11 Dec 2025
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“How did you get home from the hospital?”
“Took an uber.”
“Does Maddie know?” Silence. “Does anyone?” More silence. More of Buck refusing to meet his gaze, staring at the door like he thought he could entice Eddie to leave by the power of suggestion. Well, good fucking luck, Eddie thought. Wild horses, and all that. “Why didn’t you call anyone?” he demanded. “Why didn’t you call me?”
“I did!” Buck snarled. The momentum of his indignation carried him into a sitting position, and Eddie could see him flinch with the pain of it. His unnaturally stoic front was gone, and something raw and wrenching took its place; it occurred to Eddie that he’d never heard Buck raise his voice before. “I did call you, Eddie! As I was bleeding out on my kitchen floor. You. Didn’t. Answer.”
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The squatter in Buck's attic has a knife. Buck has a bit of a breakdown. Eddie has a plan to make everything right.
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