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  1. keep your bliss (nothing wrong w/ this) by

    Heated Rivalry (TV), Heated Rivalry (TV) RPF
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    2026-01-26

    “He watches anime?” “Not important Shane,” Ilya shook his head. “He takes edibles sometimes, to help him relax. He says it makes him feel he can only ‘think one train of thought at a time’? Maybe something you need?” Shane thought for a second, at first against it but they weren’t not allowed to have marijuana. It used to be a big deal, but now the rules have relaxed a little. And Shane was not a rookie anymore - he was a grown man. In actuality, he had no rules or expectations. _____ A eight page character study of Shane Hollander

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  2. meet me in the afterglow by

    Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
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    2025-12-27

    “Ah,” Ilya said, grinning, going for the joke. Shane looked up, curious. “So being boring is genetic?” He expected laughter. Or the way Shane would roll his eyes even as he melted, the way that made the teasing feel welcome. Instead, Shane’s smile disappeared completely. It wasn’t dramatic. It just… went. Like a light switched off. “Yeah,” Shane said, clearing his throat, forcing the word out before it could crack. “I guess so.” He took a step back, creating space that felt suddenly necessary, like he might suffocate if he drifted any closer. Every instinct in him screamed to leave. To put distance between himself and this feeling and the source of it before it swallowed him whole

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  3. when you hold me it holds me together by

    Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
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    2025-12-25

    They sat in silence for a few seconds and watched the surf rolling in and out, in and out. Shane eased one knee up, resting his arm across it, watching Ilya out of the corner of his eye with infinite patience. “You wanna talk about it?” he asked, voice soft enough that the wind almost stole it. He did want to talk. His chest was full of words. Too full. But the idea of opening all that up? Of watching Shane recoil, or worse, watching him care? It was unbearable. The thought of being comforted by Shane, of feeling that warmth and knowing he couldn’t keep it, nearly crushed him. Ilya kept his eyes on the water, jaw tight. Shane reached out slowly and carefully and let the tip of one finger trace the outside of Ilya’s forearm. Just a whisper of contact. A question, not a demand. Ilya looked at him. Shane gave a small tilt of his hand, beckoning him closer. “Come here.” **** A deviation from the All-Star weekend in Tampa: Instead of finding Shane on the bench, it’s Ilya alone with his ghosts and falling apart in ways he never lets anyone see. Until Shane sits beside him. The tide is ceaseless and the night is heavy. Canon diverges; feelings don't.

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