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    Cardiac tamponade: pressure on that heart that prevents it from filling and beating adequately.

    Shane thought he knew two things: his move to Ottawa would cause chaos, and that the Ottawa Centaurs were nice.

    As it turned out, he only knew one of those things.

    (Or: the Cens are still a team of professional hockey players. They're going to fuck up.)

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    11 Jun 2026

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    Just before Shane’s 30th birthday, his entire world comes to a screeching halt. A stupid mistake in Florida gets him outed, traded, depressed, enraged. And to make matters worse, Ilya Rozanov is right there to witness his entire crash and burn.

    OR, Shane doesn’t get hurt playing against Boston, and Ilya does break up with him. Flash forward four years, and Shane finds himself playing for the Ottawa Centaurs, where Ilya has been captain since 2019.

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    24 May 2026

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    In Qatar it had gone a little too far.

    The 72% rage reservoir was now locked on Princess George. If thoughts could kill, Max would’ve vaporised him in the stewards’ room. George had pinched pole out from under him. He’d start ahead of Max tomorrow because he’d whined loud enough.

    Un-goddamn-believable.

    OR enemies with benefits George and Max. George isn't afraid to tell Max what to do.

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    15 Mar 2026

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    Max felt it before he saw it—the brush of air, the sudden wrongness at his wrist. 

    “What the—”

    The moped was already accelerating, a blur of movement and noise, the rider leaning low as they tore down the street. Max stared, stunned, at his bare wrist.

    For half a second, nobody moved. “Putain de merde,” Charles snapped. 

    “Hey!” one of the fans shouted, too late.

    “That’s my—” Max started, then stopped, blinking. His watch was gone. Just like that. Snatched cleanly off his wrist. Wasn’t sleight-of-hand for magicians?

    Charles was already backing away, keys in hand.

    “Charles,” Max said, still dazed. “It’s fine. It’s just—”

    “No,” Charles said, and there was nothing polite about his voice now. His jaw was set, eyes already tracking the direction the moped had gone. “No, absolutely not.”

    “Charles,” Max repeated, more urgently this time. “You don’t need to—”

    “I do,” Charles said. He grabbed Max’s sleeve briefly. “Get in the car.”

    Max hesitated. “This is insane.”

    “Yes,” Charles agreed. “I know.”

    OR Bottom!Max has his watch stolen and Charles loses his mind a little bit (based on 2022 incident in Italy)

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    15 Mar 2026

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    the fic where Lando Norris + Oscar Piastri's bro day out prior to the 2025 F1 Season sparks up a funky dating rumour. But the McLaren PR team uses this to their advantage to accelerate both boys' careers.

    [2025 F1 season realistic—irl interviews/content entwined within the storyline]

    “We have a new PR strategy for this year to aid with keeping you both in the headlines for longer,” Louise, the CMO, continues. “We want to lean into the wave you’ve both created already."

    "We want you to both be in a PR relationship," Zak finalises.

    Lando immediately spills a quarter of the water carafe onto Oscar’s lap out of pure shock. Lando gasps out a few squeaky sorry's while Oscar stands up in a fright.

    “You mean with… models, or s-something?” Oscar stutters out, looking down to his pants which absolutely looks like he’s just pissed himself. 

    “No, that’d be a very easy strategy. We’ve used that one for years,” Louise laughs. Neither of the drivers are laughing with her. "You two, together."

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    17 Feb 2026