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Stede buys a boat in Maine. Enter Izzy the gruff seamen. And also Ed. This is basically just like smut and sailing and then a big heart to heart and then more smut.
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What if Stede never came back?
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For #IzzyIsMeDay. Izzy has a panic attack and falls into a throuple.
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- Part 4 of The Drabbles
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Steddyhands but make it domestic and fluffy.
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- Part 3 of The Drabbles
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Izzy has dirty fantasies about a certain Father Bonnet. Father Bonnet notices.
Happy Stizzy Day to all who celebrate!
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Hudson swallowed. “Sorry, Con. That got, um. Intense.”
“Hudson,” Connor whispered, coarse as though he were speaking through sandpaper. He’d dropped the accent. “I thought you said you were a beta.”
He blinked. “Uh. Yeah, dude. Why?”
“You smell like you’re in heat.”
In the upcoming series Heated Rivalry, Shane Hollander is an omega. So Hudson accidentally went full method and became one.
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26 May 2026
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“Fuck, Hollander,” He hears Ilya groan out. It makes Shane laugh, shaking his head. “If you ever quit hockey, you should get into porn. You are hottest pornstar I’ve ever seen.”
Shane wipes his face quickly, making sure the tear stains are gone, hoping that his eyes aren’t too puffy or red from weeping through his orgasm. Shane grabs his phone, holding it closer to his face, only seeing Ilya’s ceiling still.
“I’m not a pornstar, asshole,” Shane mumbles. “You could do like—audio porn. Your voice—” Shane flushes darker. “I don’t know. It’s hot. The dirty talk.”
Rozanov scoops up the phone; he’s flushed in the cheeks, grinning crookedly. “You think my voice is hot?”
“Shut up,” Shane grumbles, shuffling back against the bed.
“You are in better mood. I am a good distraction, yes?”
Oh.
He does feel better.
OR Shane and Ilya do not talk about what Scott said. They do jerk off
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Rozanov posts on Instagram a lot. Not on his feed, but his stories.
Every time he lands in a city, he posts a story. Usually it's just back of his seat, or sometimes the view out the window—on the tarmac, never anything exciting, one of just many cities their lives are broken up into—and a location tag. Low effort.
It’s pretty obvious what it is. Guys laugh about it, call it Rozanov’s Fuck Signal. The easiest way to get the hot girls who follow him to slide into his DMs.
Easy pussy.
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Aching, Aching, Aching, and Alive by verbaepulchellae
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
12 Nov 2025
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They’re getting into a rhythm now, though, and Shane can see it. He can see this team winning the Cup this year. He tries not to get ahead of himself, tries to stay focused and go game by game, reminds himself that building up a team takes time and several seasons, but god. He wants this legacy: for himself, for Ottawa, for Ilya. For both of them and everyone else.
Which is why, goddamnit, now is not the time to crash out over fantasies of Ilya working his whole hand down to the wrist into Shane’s ass and fucking him on his fist. And yet. Shane should know by now that timing and “good ideas” are rarely factors in whether or not he gets obsessed with something.
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It starts, as a surprising number of things actually do, with a text from Rose.
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11 Jan 2026
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Long enough, hot enough, and sweet enough to get cozy up and read.
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Not Even a Little Bit, Not Even at All by OrYouCouldHaveMine
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV)
30 Nov 2025
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“I think, at this point, we are friends, no?” Ilya asks, his back still to Shane.
“Are we?” Shane asks, and Ilya’s lip quirks at the way he can hear the curiosity bleed through Shane’s tone, despite the way he’s clearly trying so hard to sound indifferent.
“I consider you a friend, yes. We had food together. Hung out,” he explains.
“Okay. Sure, yeah,” Shane agrees, meeting Ilya’s eyes as he turns around to face him. “Friends.”
“Good. It is important you know this,” Ilya asks, stepping across the slightly echoey room, his hand going to tilt Shane’s jaw up. “It’s important for you to know I like you,” he says, watching with amusement as more confusion spreads across Shane’s pretty face.
“Why?”
“Because,” Ilya says softly, condescendingly as he leans down, his mouth close to Shane’s. Shane is so receptive to him, his lips already parting, expecting a kiss. “I am going to fuck you like I hate you,” he finishes, watching as Shane’s jaw drops a little, his breath hitching.