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Closer to where you are (is where I must be) by sistercacao
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
19 Jun 2026
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“Ilya, what are we gonna do?” Shane says.
Ilya finishes whatever he has been doing on his phone, and tosses it gently to the bed beside him. He crosses the room to Shane, stands in front of him, squeezes into his shoulders with his big hands, rubbing them like he means to warm them up.
“Looks like we will have a little vacation,” he says, with a big obnoxious grin.
Boston and Montreal are sent to Paris to play against each other in an exhibition series in January 2017. Ilya and Shane decide to stay in Paris for one more night. Just one more night, so they can talk. Maybe finally understand each other.
They aren't expecting a volcano to erupt in Iceland and close all the airspace in Europe, leaving them stranded there. Together.
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The Other Option by AllieHollanov
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
17 Jun 2026
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Ilya. He is still sleeping fitfully in Irina’s bed, face crumpled and lips turned down. Irina leans over him and presses a single kiss to the crease between his eyebrows, and then leans back just enough to watch Ilya’s big, blue eyes blink open at her.
She holds a finger against her lips, waiting until Ilya nods before she straightens up and beckons him to get out of bed. When Ilya is standing, Irina helps him into a clean sweater, his coat, scarf, and hat. Ilya looks terribly confused, but allows himself to be dressed like a toddler, watching his mother curiously but without question. He is twelve years old, certainly old enough to dress himself, and maybe Grigory has a point when he insists that Irina coddles Ilya too much, but, good heavens, that face, how could she not?
It is not until Ilya notices the suitcase by the bedroom door that his expression changes. His eyes darken at first, and then his face screws up minutely, looking at Irina with thinly veiled horror.
“Be completely silent, solnyshko,” Irina breathes. “We have to go.”
Irina Rozanova chooses differently.
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This is literally just me writing about my dreams. If things don’t make sense to you, I can assure you 90% of the time I feel the same. My phone storage is almost full and isn’t saving my dreams in Notes so I’m going to just put them here. P.S. If my grammar is crappy, it’s likely because I write these minutes or a minute after I wake up in the morning or in the middle of the night. I will likely have to change the warnings later as dreams are nonsensical and mine can be dark or disturbing at times. I don’t know how to tag either so if you guys have any tags you want me to add or think I should add, comment them. Anyways, no hate please, and these dreams do not reflect me as a person. I’m actually quite happy in real life and the gory imagery in some stories is not reflective of what I enjoy or do. Also, fair warning my dreams can sometimes be very graphic so yeah. If you guys want me to post more of my current or past dreams (which there are a lot of) comment and tell me you want more. Thank you so much for any kudos you leave and have a nice day.
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17 Jun 2026
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"You are the bane of my existence!" (or maybe not) by yuutsunaoi
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
23 Oct 2025
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“So, Keith, I was thinking if you could tutor Lance here for this semester.
He has a scholarship, for now, and his grades are… below satisfactory. While it is indeed a sports scholarship, I do want my swimmers to graduate excelling in both studies and sport.”
Lance could see that Keith’s answer was a flat ‘no’, but then Coran started talking about how he would give Keith extra credits for his subject, a.k.a. a killer subject that seniors often struggle with, and Lance.
Lance was already shaking his head from side to side not so discreetly when Keith turned to look at him.
Judging from the look in Keith’s face, though…
“Okay,” Keith agreed.
Should Lance even be surprised that all three men in the room didn’t even bother to look at him and ask for his input?
or Lance was falling behind in his studies, so his coach assigned him to Mr. Smartypants (a.k.a Mr “I hate his guts since First Year”) to get his grades up. (Why is this ‘smartypants’-slash-rival always acting so weirdly, though?)
alternatively: fluffiest slowburn of klance falling in love.
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Refusing to let Ilya ruin his career by signing with Ottawa, Shane chooses to really give their relationship a try and moves to Boston to live with Ilya and become a Raider. What follows is enough public scrutiny and backlash from his team that it has him questioning if he made the right decision. Until moments with Ilya and the Raiders show him exactly why he chose correctly.
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Hayden’s eyes flickered to Shane as he sat on the bench, chewing on the edge of his mouth guard.
“Don’t fucking look at him,” Ilya insisted as he bent down for the faceoff.
“Excuse me?” Hayden mumbled, eyes darting back to him.
“You heard me,” he retorted, his tone clipped. “He’s not your teammate anymore; he’s mine. If you think Marlow is a problem to your game, wait until you see what I will do to your team if you hurt anyone on mine again.”
Hayden scoffed, dipping his head as he tried to focus on the game. Something about Ilya’s words still rang through his head though, sounding so definitive that he didn’t want to risk seeing what he was actually referring to when he said that.
The puck dropped again, and Ilya stole it before he could comprehend how quickly it happened.
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