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“The boys said they were going to buy me a stripper,” Rozanov says. “Like a, ah, you know, a Playboy bunny.”
“Okay,” Shane snorts. “So why are you here now instead of with your—“ He rolls his eyes. “Playboy bunny.”
“Why the fuck would I care if some random woman dressed up for me?” Rozanov finally turns back around, his hands holding something behind his back. His smile turns wolfish. Like he’s about to eat a goddamn bunny. “But I would care if you dressed up for me.”
For Rozanov's birthday, Shane wears a bunny suit.
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15 Feb 2026
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glaciers melting (you set my soul alight) by cathieee
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
03 Feb 2026
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“Shane Hollander,” Ilya says. He smells like beer, even though he prefers vodka, but frats can’t serve hard liquor on the floor. However, it’s an open secret that if you want liquor you can just go to—
“My room, now,” Ilya snarls. For some goddamn reason, Shane follows.
Ilya’s mouth is on his in an instant, gnashing and devouring, tasting like shitty beer and Zyn packets. He’s always tasted disgusting, ever since freshman year when they hooked up in the dorms during rush week. He tasted like cigarettes then. Then, sophomore year, he tasted like vape smoke, until he decided vapes were far less sexy than cigarettes and quit. Only to taste like nicotine gum in junior year.
Shane hates that he knows all this. And he hates that it never stopped him from coming back.
January 2013. It’s the night of Beta Omicron Sigma’s famous Snow Ball party. The president of their rival frat, Mu Tau Lambda, wouldn’t be caught dead there. Except for the fact that he’s been fucking the Beta Sig president since freshman year.
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- Part 1 of here comes a greek tragedy
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13 Feb 2026
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a blanket of freckles by Acinonyx1
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
30 Dec 2025
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Ilya Rozanov is a 42 year old hockey player on the cusp of retirement.
Shane Hollander is the fresh faced rookie he's fucking.
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09 Feb 2026
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“Enough!” Shane snarled, his voice hoarse but fierce. He glared down at his alpha, whose lips were glistening with saliva and traces of colostrum. “You behave right now or so help me god, I will find that cock cage and that practice muzzle and you will spend the rest of this pregnancy locked and muzzled in the corner like the feral dog you are.”
The threat sent a jolt of pure electric lust straight to Ilya’s knot.
(or, what started as a cute Shane mpreg fic now has angry omega, tit fucking and muzzled alpha)
Tag to be covered: Shane Hollander Walks Ilya Rozanov Like A Dog
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- Part 5 of Crashing out over Hollanov
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09 Feb 2026
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“...Hollander,” He hears Rozanov say, urgent like it’s not the first time he’s said it. “Shane,” he follows it up with, and that snaps him out of it. He’s never called him that. Shane, reluctantly, lifts his face a little, eyes glazed over as he meets Rozanov’s eyes.
“What?”
“You stink,” Rozanov says, concern dripping. “No, you—fuck. You reek. What is—” Ilya’s fingers lift up, tugging at the scent patch, revealing more of the spot beneath it. Even Shane can smell himself at that point. He does reek. Reeks of heat, of Omega, of honey and sweetness, of something that would melt on your tongue.
Shane reefs himself back. The Omega inside him aches, mourns, whimpers at the loss of contact. It’s needed, though. He scrambles back, hand slapping at his neck to force the peeled patch back down over his scent gland. He backs up till his spine knocks against the bathroom stall.
“You are in heat at award show? Why would you hide this? Why would you not call out sick? Are you—are you insane? You care this much about trophy?”
OR Shane goes into heat in Vegas
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