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the trials and tribulations of the tenth floor groupchat by blushgush
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
23 Jun 2026
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Carter Vaughn (NY): LISTEN UP I will give $1000 to whoever gets Shane Hollander drunk tonight
Ilya Rozanov (BOS): easy $1000
Ilya Rozanov (BOS): Hollander has never seen a good time because he lives in montreal with boring montreal teammates
JJ 🏆💰: he had us in the first half ngl
Shane: he had nothing in no halves
Shane: I will have ONE beer
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Scott Hunter makes a groupchat of everyone staying on the tenth floor at the hotel during the 2016 All Star Game. Shane has more than one beer.
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Forging Bonds in Midnight Oil by NeonGhostCat
Fandoms: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
01 Jan 2026
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They say that somewhere in the Golden City a legendary beauty sleeps in a bower of rare flowers within a lush courtyard garden, ever-dreaming of the day the red string tied to her small finger finally pulls taut and draws her beloved to her side to wake her. Until such a fortuitous day, the honor guard of Huan Hua Sect watches over her as she rests…
As a hobby, the minor scholarly god Shen Yuan has spent decades researching this legend to discover its factual roots — and tonight his efforts will finally be rewarded. He has located the courtyard, successfully bypassed the magical safeguards, and can now take a peek at the beauty’s face.
His er-ge is going to have to eat his words for saying he’d been wasting his time. Shen Yuan can’t wait to rub it in!
TL;DR: A SVSSS+HOB fusion fic where Liu Qingge is an actual war god, and transmigrated Shen Yuan is the little scholarly god that accidentally stumbles across him.
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“Uh,” he says, looking up from his screen and feeling his ears go hot, realizing for the first time that this habit of his hasn’t actually come up before until this exact moment.
“What?” Rozanov asks, sounding more amused than anything else. “You are one of the people who does Instagram for food now?”
“No,” Shane says, stalling between answering and finishing his Snap so he can send it to Melissa, “one sec.” He finishes typing out 'Tuna melt. Chips. Pickles. It smells really good. Swiss cheese, I think.' before he looks back to Rozanov, putting his phone facedown on the coffee table. “Just sending it to someone on the staff. She likes knowing what I’m eating.”
He doesn’t know if Melissa likes knowing what he’s eating, per se, but she also seems pleased when he talks about enjoying food for things beyond how many grams of protein it has in it.
“Ah,” Rozanov says, in a tone Shane can’t quite read. “You always send her your food then, this girl?”
(shane has a habit of sending his team's dietitian his meals for approval) (the problem with this habit? he forgets to tell ilya exactly what it is that melissa does) (how the tuna meltdown is AVERTED through the power of miscommunication)
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27 Jul 2026
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“ Sorry Melissa, he thinks, as conversation devolves into teasing Shane about his relationship with his dietician.
(...but also don’t get any fucking ideas.)”
Too funny
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“No vodka?” Rozanov asks, tsking in disapproval but looking amused. “What then? What does the great Shane Hollander want when he does a good job? What is your vice, Hollander?”
“Hmmmm, mangoes,” Shane sighs out wistfully. It’s not a dangerous allergy for him, but it does mean being itchy and sometimes a little queasy for a couple of days after. Really he knows that he should probably avoid them altogether, but with every other restriction he has and with how controlled he is with his life even outside of that, it’s his one little indulgence, a pressure-relief valve of one bad choice to let some steam off at the end of a season, when he carves out time in his cottage when he can make his annual bad choice and enjoy a few days of wild mango madness before he makes himself buckle back into the restraints he usually keeps his life in.
He looks up when he hears Rozanov snort.
“Mangoes?” Rozanov repeats, tugging his shirt over his head. “Really?”
“They’re good,” Shane defends. “Better than vodka,” he adds, pointedly.
(shane has food allergies but makes an exception for mangoes) (5 times ilya didn't find out about this allergy and 1 time he did)
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my love, my life by LunarMoonstone
Fandoms: Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Heated Rivalry (TV)
20 Jun 2026
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Cliff watches him squeeze the phone between his cheek and shoulder, lifting the jersey over his head as he continues to talk, a bit distracted now by the multitasking.
“And was good practice, you know, for when I am your husband."
Immediately, the locker room goes dead silent. And so does Rozanov, in fact.
In which Ilya accidentally calls himself Shane's future husband in the middle of the Bears locker room. Worse still, they're not even dating yet.
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26 Jul 2026
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“I will be happy with you, always, even if we are just doing boring taxes until the end of our lives.”
Iconic Hollander call