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The other Boston Lily by KrisAyya
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
29 Jun 2026
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‘My teammates think you’re my girlfriend,’ Shane Hollander leads with a fucking bomb of an information and Lilian chokes on her coffee.
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Lilian Harris, the goalkeeper of Boston PWHL team and a newly minted PWHL champion wakes up with the worst hangover of her life. In a hotel bed in Montreal. Which she is sharing with three of her teammates and the freaking Walter Cup.
Her phone is full of messages from Montreal Voyagers players who watched the match last night, saw the name Lilian and the word Boston, and came to the completely wrong conclusion once again.Series
- Part 3 of Hockey and Melodrama
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09 Jul 2026
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Sleepwalking when you're gone by PCR_for_Zukos_honor
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
09 Jul 2026
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A rough emergency landing of the Ottawa Centaurs' plane in Tampa, Florida makes national headlines.
With Ilya's phone lost in the chaos, Shane has no way of finding out if Ilya is injured - or how injured. So he makes his way to Tampa.
Or: The plane crash/incident in the long game but a rougher landing, more injuries (no significant/long-lasting harm), and Shane running to Tampa to see Ilya.
Story and Chapter titles are lyrics of the song 'Sleepwalking' by All Time Low that gave me the inspiration for this fic!
First half of the story will be Angsty hurt/comfort, second half will be the comfort part of hurt/comfort with a dose of crack.
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09 Jul 2026
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Deny Deny Deny by Otterix
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
08 Jul 2026
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Everyone knows Shane Hollander. Captain. Franchise player. Olympic silver medallist. The face of the NHL.
Very few people know Shane.
Cliff Marleau certainly didn't expect to become one of them after a chance encounter in a quiet hallway of a Vegas hotel. He'd only meant to make sure Shane Hollander was okay.
He didn't expect the day to end with Hollander's phone number, or to spend the summer exchanging messages with the man. He certainly didn't expect to become the one person Shane actually wanted to hear from.
Friendship was never part of the plan... but then neither was falling in love.
(Or: Cliff finds Shane having a panic attack, helps him through it and then everything goes from there)
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08 Jul 2026
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Shane Hollander is in a complicated something with his rival, Ilya Rozanov. Shane has a lot of systems and rules he’s put into place to keep the whole ~thing~ going. He wishes he could talk to Rozanov more, but that isn’t how this ~thing~ worked. But now he’s got a new idea. And it will only take a little bit of trickery.
Or, Shane pretends to drunk text Ilya in their situationship era, desperate for an excuse to reach out without having to admit he’s caught feelings.
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08 Jul 2026
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What if after Jon kills her, Daenerys ended up in the past?
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Daemon froze. For a heartbeat, he thought it must be a trick of the torchlight.
But the hair spilling down the girl’s back was silver.
Not pale gold. Not the washed-out blond of Lys.
Silver.
Bright as moonlight.
Slowly, the girl lifted her head. Her eyes were pale violet, the color of lilacs in spring, and filled with naked terror. She wore only a thin, translucent shift that clung to her narrow frame. In the wavering torchlight, Daemon could see the bruises plainly: dark finger-shaped marks along her arms, mottled purple shadows down her legs, and even beneath the thin cloth where it stretched across the fragile cage of her ribs.
Too small.
Seven hells, she could hardly be older than five summers.
Something ancient stirred in Daemon’s chest. A strange tightening beneath his ribs, sharp and certain all at once.
Like calls to like.
Blood to blood.
A dragon knows its own.Bookmarked by martikye
02 Jul 2026