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Hudson and Connor are best friends. Both are in committed relationships with other people, and they’re about to begin filming the second season of Heated Rivalry.
But a couple’s bracelet—seemingly harmless—becomes the breaking point that exposes buried tensions, jealousy, and poorly defined boundaries. Between arguments and mistakes that hurt more than either of them expects, they’re forced to face a truth they’ve been avoiding for far too long: what they feel no longer fits within the word “friendship.”
“But I know,” François continued, his voice a tone deeper than usual, “that if I grab that fucking phone right now, I’ll find missed calls, typed and deleted messages, Facetime attempts… all directed at Hudson.”
Connor clenched his jaw.
“That’s not true.”
“Isn’t it?” François looked at him with a mix of sadness and exhaustion. “Because I did worry about you. I did think about calling you. I did lie awake with the phone in my hand.”
The silence became unbearable.
“And yet,” he added, “you didn’t call me.”
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18 Mar 2026
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fresh bruises we learned patterns to by downtheroadandupthehill
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
18 Feb 2026
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The first time they’d done this, in Ilya’s bed, Shane had been mystified at Rozanov’s insistence that he not enter the nest without Shane’s permission. Now, Shane feels something akin to smugness flexing its claws in his chest. A primal satisfaction at the rightness that he is the one with the power - at present, if not for much longer - alpha just outside the nest and at his mercy.
Like Shane will only yield for someone who has earned it. He can draw out Ilya’s suffering just a little longer, make him earn it.
Shane rakes his gaze over the delicious chest and bicep muscles bunching above the edge of the nest. “Waiting for something, Rozanov?”
“Are you going to let me into your nest, omega?” His pronunciation of the endearment is more Russian than English, accent thickening around the syllables.
“Depends. You gonna give me your knot?”
“Hm, does not sound like begging yet to me.”
Some months after Shane recovers from rejection sickness in Ilya's bed, they share their heat/rut together at the cottage, both clinging to the delusion it's still casual.
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- Part 2 of mutual instincts
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18 Mar 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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17 Mar 2026
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Jeongin kisses along her jaw and seeks out her clit with his thumb, quicker than she’d expect for someone his age. He’s not that young, she tells herself. He’s barely an adult, another part of her says.
That’s so hot, they collectively sigh.
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23 Feb 2026
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His hands tighten at Jisung’s waist and Jisung’s eyelashes flutter as he resists the urge to start squirming again. “How long have you been waiting for this?”
“So long,” he replies. “Weeks. Months. Years.”
Minho scoffs. “Years? My baby is as overdramatic as always.”
(After a month of their game of denial, Minho gives Jisung a reward).
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21 Feb 2026