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twenty stitches in a hospital room (when the sun came up, i was looking at you) by Anonymous
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-06-01
He answered the phone, pressing it tight against his ear even as he maneuvered his way through the locker room and toward the hallway. “Hey. Is everything all right?”
There was a moment of silence, shaky and stiff that worried Scott more than the five separate calls did. Scott’s frown deepened, pulse beginning to hammer beneath his skin. He threw caution to the wind, unable to think clearly over the nausea beginning to roil in his gut. “Kip? What’s wrong?”
“Is this Scott?” An unfamiliar voice filtered through the speaker and into Scott’s ear, doing nothing to calm the anxiety slowly ratcheting up higher and higher within him.
Scott paused for a moment in the doorway, not caring if his teammates noticed him. “Who is this? What’s going on?”
“This is Kip’s dad.” Scott braced himself against the doorframe, stomach clawing its way up his throat.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 28,185
- Chapters:
- 8/8
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #78815026
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take it from the top by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-04-20
It's 2016. Scott Hunter is in his rookie year with the New York Admirals and at first glance his life is going great. He’s a generational talent slated to be Captain, a cinch for Rookie of the Year, and has just been named an MLH All-Star. Unfortunately, he’s also a closeted gay orphan with no swag, no bitches, and no friends.
But it’s fine. Scott just has to keep this one measly secret for another twenty or so years, and then he can retire and get a hot boyfriend and finally live his life as his true authentic self — whatever that means. Everything is going to be just fine.
Or: in which we are forced to contend with the hard hitting question of "what if Scott Hunter wasn’t old but Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander were?" and also "haha wouldn’t it be great if everybody was about 50% more Canadian?"
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 40,830
- Chapters:
- 8/?
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #80687726
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Scott took his sunglasses from the side pocket of his backpack and put them on. His phone vibrated. He pulled it out and there it was: a picture of Kip and Elena from across the street. Kip smiling, Elena pouting. Below it, the caption: "Please don't die crossing this sea of people."
Scott laughed to himself, put the phone away, and pushed the door open.
The screams of excitement crashed over Scott like a wave. Fans crowded the sides of the path, many with tears in their eyes, others with their arms reaching over the metal barricades, everyone wanting a piece of that night. Happy shouts celebrating the victory, hoarse voices declaring their love for the team, words of pride and admiration. Scott smiled slightly, giving a general wave as he walked, sharing looks of gratitude to both sides – until the smile froze on his face.
"THEY TURNED HOCKEY GAY?! SERIOUSLY?! FUCK YOU, HUNTER!"
The voice cut through the air like a blade. Scott swallowed hard, his eyes finding a compact group on the other side of the metal barricades. Not happy at all. Men, mostly, their expressions twisted with hate, being held back by the police officers doing security.
"HOPE YOU DIE, YOU FAGGOT!"
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 134,743
- Chapters:
- 14/14
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #80835121