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Take It Or Leave It by isto4u
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
20 Jun 2026
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Happy Sub Top Ilya Week
Ilya wakes up horny in the night, Shane lets him fuck him but Just the Tip.
Or: Just the Tip, Sub Top Ilya Rozanov, Edging and Sexual Overestimation all in one fic. This is self-indulgent pwp.
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- Part 3 of Just The Tip™
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hat-trick by anyabarnes
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
21 Mar 2026
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Shane will wait. Shane will be patient. Ilya will text him, or Ilya won’t text him. Either way, Shane will be grown and mature about it. And he will not allow himself to be besotted, consumed by the thought of his sweet puppy, his Ilya.
And he absolutely will not allow himself to continue mentally calling Ilya his.
Ilya just wants to prove to Mr. Hollander that he can be a good boy. Mr. Hollander is happy to indulge him.
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- Part 2 of ilya rozanov, top-dog
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If you walked past the line in the back hall of the bathhouse, you consented to anything. He did, so they took him up on it.
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- Part 1 of Sordid Moments
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The blackouts are getting worse.
They aren't dangerous, in the long run, just strange. Strange because they only ever happen when Shane is at home; never on the road, at the rink, or even when in public.
His blackouts only ever happen in his condo.
Shane doesn't even realize something is happening at first. He'll get home after practice or a game, exhausted, and the second the front door closes behind him something in his body loosens. A warmth spreads through him and his thoughts will go fuzzy at the edges. His inner omega will start purring low and smug in the back of his mind.
Nest, it says.
Once the thought hits, the urge becomes almost unbearable. He usually makes it to the bedroom before the rest hits. Shane will crawl into bed still half dressed, burrowing instinctively into the blankets, dragging pillows close against his chest while warmth floods his body in thick, heavy waves. His painfully organized nest will become messy, Shane digging around until the chaotic placements feels perfect.
And then—nothing. Absolutely nothing. Hours vanish, sometimes even entire evenings.
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- Part 5 of Hollanov A/B/O
- Part 6 of Hollanov Smut
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Whimpering, Shane looked down between their bodies. Ilya’s other hand dragged slowly down Shane’s chest, over his trembling stomach, and came to rest just below his navel. There, pressed against Ilya’s own abdomen, was a soft, distinct bulge.
“See?” Ilya whispered, his eyes glowing with a feral light. “That’s me. Inside you.”
He pressed down with his fingers, right on the bulge.
Shane screamed.
(or, first day at the cottage gets Ilya scent drunk on his omega)
Tag to be covered: Crying Shane Hollander
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- Part 8 of Crashing out over Hollanov