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cardiac tamponade by asthestarsforetold
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
29 Apr 2026
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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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Bookmarked by piesecki
16 May 2026
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“What is the League saying?” Shane asks. He’s almost scared to find out, but they need to know what they’re dealing with here.
“They want you back, obviously. They don’t know why Rozanov hasn’t made any demands yet-”
And it’s ridiculous and so, so like his Mom to be disappointed in someone for being inefficient at kidnapping her son.
“I am thinking about it!” Ilya protests. “Has been only two hours!”
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Bookmarked by piesecki
15 May 2026
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A quick flip through of the magazine in question had his cheeks heating immediately; when he got to the centerfold in question, it flipped out to a trifolded image, full spread…
Of a naked Omega.
He was, objectively, handsome; you probably had to be, to get a photoshoot with what Shane was quickly realizing was a glorified skin mag. But the thing that caught Shane’s attention was the dark marks that littered the Omega’s skin.
Shane swallowed hard, unreasonably affected by the image.
He didn’t want the Omega.
But he could see the appeal of being him.
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Bookmarked by piesecki
15 May 2026
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“Hollander.” Ilya drawled in greeting as he came to a clean stop at the faceoff circle. The referee was still making his way over, after consulting with another striped official, and Shane’s giddiness threatened to make itself known as he bit back a grin.
“Rozanov.” he replied politely, before asking, “What’s your favorite color again?”
His eyes narrowed as they tried to suss out what Shane was after; since Ilya likely knew that Shane knew his favorite color was blue, had been since they were both seventeen years old.
“Blue. Why? Is color you are feeling now, knowing you will lose faceoff?” he chirps, and Shane fights to keep a straight face.
“Just curious. Mine’s red tonight.” he lies smoothly. Shane’s actual favorite color is a certain stormy gray-blue. “That’s the color of lace Jane’s wearing tonight for a special someone.”
Bookmarked by piesecki
15 May 2026
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He’s curled up in a hospital bed, one of the wide ones, for nesting. The metal rails on either side are helping to keep the pillows and blankets in a vaguely nest shape.
It scents a lot like another Omega, somehow familiar, but not Shane. David most likely, since Shane does not look in any fit state to build a nest. But Ilya’s brain dismisses the scent of another Omega. Not a threat; doesn’t matter.
Ilya strips his shirt and ditches it in the same moment as he works his shoes off by stepping on the heels. He drops his sweatpants too. He hears Yuna growl. He really doesn’t care.
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05 May 2026
