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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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- Part 2 of flood
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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
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In fact, everything was Chan. Everything was Jeongin, sitting stock-still, and Chan, whose head was resting on his shoulder. Chan's even breaths, so slow Jeongin might've thought he was sleeping. The warmth of where they were pressed up against each other. Chan and Jeongin and Jeongin and Chan.
Or: Jeongin does everything backwards.
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- Part 3 of come into the water
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21 Feb 2026
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Tired of being the only one of his friends who doesn’t have a mate, Jisung signs up for the yearly campus-wide mating run. His best friend Minho is not amused.
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16 Jan 2026
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Five Times Shane's Oral Fixation Got Him in Trouble (And One Time It Didn't) by mikkijam for ben_jaded
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV)
04 Jan 2026
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Shane Hollander has a problem. He can't keep his mouth off Ilya Rozanov, and it's going to get them both in trouble. Five times Shane's oral fixation nearly exposed their secret, and one time it was exactly what he needed.
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05 Jan 2026
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“Should call you the Ottawa Puppies,” says the Toronto centre, Svensson. As an insult it makes no sense, so Ilya ignores it, until he continues, “Hear Hollander keeps you on a short leash.”
Ilya is the captain, so if anything, he should be holding the leash. In English, you can be singular or plural, but he knows what Svensson is trying to say. He is saying Ilya Rozanov, you are Hollander’s bitch.
“Only sometimes,” Ilya replies, grinning. He wins the face off.
OR: Ilya trains himself to be a very, very good guard dog for Shane.
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- Part 1 of Dog
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01 Jan 2026
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Relationships are all about compromise, Ilya wants a dog, Shane wants one more summer alone with Ilya. So naturally, Shane offers himself up.
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27 Dec 2025
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Ilya’s hand wraps around his bare wrist and squeezes. Shane barely stops himself from collapsing to his knees.
The pressure lights up every receptor of his touch-starved nervous system, wrenching a small, pained noise from the back of his throat. Every muted sensation comes flooding back so intensely that it almost hurts. He needs Ilya to hold him down until there’s nothing inside him but quiet. He wants to sink into him and disappear.
It takes Shane an entire beat to remember where they are. Fighting against the fog in his mind, he manages to drag his gaze up to meet Ilya’s.
There’s a slow-dawning horror and understanding on Ilya’s face.
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Or: Shane is in subdrop after their encounter in Vegas. Ilya fixes it.
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21 Dec 2025
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The wooden table, worn but well cared for, is completely bare save for an empty coffee cup and lanky, crossed arms supporting a face-down head. Tufts of unruly hair sit in waves around two brown ears, the tips nearly touching the tabletop until Minho shuffles into the room and the pale-pink inside of one flicks in his direction.
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24 Nov 2025
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“Ohh my god,” Hyunjin shudders. His head lolls to the side, his moans are coming out of parted lips, he’s smiling. “Oh my god —” He abruptly cuts off. “Wait.”
Changbin stops, stilling his fingers inside of him. He lifts his head to look up at Hyunjin with wide eyes.
“What’s your name?” Hyunjin asks.
“Changbin,” he answers, panting, spit dripping down his chin.
“Changbin,” Hyunjin repeats. “I think I’m in love with you.”
Changbin goes to a pilates class. The instructor is way too hot.
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14 Nov 2025
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“Changbin,” Seungmin cries, his voice breaking on the word. He’s naked except for a pair of black boxers, soaked and stuck to his skin. His entire body is glistening from a sheen of sweat, flushed pink from the apples of his cheeks to his chest. His face is wet with tears, his lashes sticking to his skin as he thrashes his head around and shoves it into his pillow. There are clothes strewn around him haphazardly, like he was trying to make a nest but didn’t exactly know how. “I don’t feel good.”
Changbin takes a deep breath.
"You're presenting, Seungmin."
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There's something wrong with Changbin's beta roommate, Seungmin. He can't figure it out until he finds out he's not a beta after all.
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06 Nov 2025
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Felix made his stumbling way to the foot of the stairs up out of the subway. He stopped and cast an annoyed glare over his shoulder at the barnacle of an alpha he had attached to him.
“How am I supposed to do this with you here, huh?” Felix griped. He started up the steps with dogged determination.
The alpha followed, purring louder. Felix marveled at himself. He had a feral, rutting alpha attached to his back, and he wasn’t even dead yet!
“You’re a medical anomaly,” Felix said, mostly to himself, although it was addressed to the alpha. “You big lump. Are you gonna follow me home?”
A trill answered his words. Felix rolled his eyes.
“Figures,” he grumped. “Sungie always tells me I’m good at picking up strays. That’s what you are, isn’t it?”
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03 Nov 2025
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“Stop making this easy, Sung-ah.” Minho’s voice is a gravelly rasp. A feral smile flashes, all sharp teeth, as his lips curl. “Didn’t you say you wanted to run?”
Jisung’s lips part into a trembling gasp. His body is a traitorous thing, shaking with a need so profound it feels like his bones are melting. Every instinct screams submit. But the older, deeper part of him, the one that’s primal, the one that’s tied to his heritage—the one from the tales whispered in the dark, the one that speaks of the sacred run—wins out.
He runs.
OR: When Jisung presents as an omega, he asks Minho for a mating run.
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28 Oct 2025
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“Jisung-ah,” Minho called, pausing his tune. “Channie-hyung messaged me.”
Jisung struggled to kick his sneakers off, still in the doorway.
“Jisung-ah,” Minho said again, tone even. “Come here.”
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21 Oct 2025
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"Lust smells thick, heavy. A pang of sweetness, especially for sweet girls like you, darling. Lust reminds me of heavy, thick dark chocolate that has just been melted down." Minhee takes a deep breath, inhaling more of Jisung's scent.
"And you, Jisungie, you are the sweetest thing I've ever smelled."
or; all Jisung wanted was a breath of fresh air, and she got way more than she asked for.Bookmarked by useeus007
14 Oct 2025
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“Seungmin,” Chan’s voice vibrates, suspended in the air between them. It doesn’t shake, it doesn’t shiver, it vibrates, rattling Seungmin’s teeth. “You don’t know me. You don’t know what you’re saying.”
“You’re not telling me to stop.”
Chan sucks in a breath. Releases it slowly. “You’re making this really difficult.”
“I aim to please.”
“I’m too old for you.”
“I don’t care.”
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- Part 2 of TOBER 25
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09 Oct 2025
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Minho’s hands clamp down harder, a sharp squeeze that pulls Chan back to the heat of his voice. "You want him, don't you?"
It’s not really a question. It's a match lit in a dry room, and the effect is immediate.
Jisung lets out a soft, helpless groan—head dropping, fingers twisting tighter in his lap—while Chan jolts in the chair, body twisting as he shouts, "What the fuck, Minho—" trying to stand but going nowhere, because Minho’s grip is still locked onto him.
He manages to twist around enough to face him. And what he sees is startling.
The mask is gone.
Minho’s grinning now. Wide, toothy, something wild curling at the corners of his mouth. It’s not cruel, but it is unnerving. It’s not a joke, not anymore. His laugh comes low, sliding out of him like something untamed.
And it’s only then Chan realises that Minho didn’t drag him here for an argument.
This was never about just talking.
or, Chan gets invited to Minho and Jisung's place.
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26 Sep 2025