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Eddie says, “The brownies are good, Buck. And you didn’t even have to get a hint from someone in your attic this time.”
Buck smiles at him, so at least Eddie can still do one thing right.
That feeling lasts through their next call, and the next, and then it all goes to hell.
It’s a call at a church, which feels a little on the nose. Some kid crawled onto the roof through the bell tower; Buck is harnessed up there and getting the kid down.
Eddie is on the ground. Buck’s foot slips.
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Or: Eddie's Abuela left him something in her will that he can’t stop thinking about, and he has a crisis of faith. Grief, love, and what it means when someone sees you a little too clearly. -
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Maddie says, “What's this about a meth lab?”
“Buck has a crackpot theory,” says Eddie, and he can’t keep the fondness out of his voice.
“No, no, okay, listen,” says Buck, grinning at Eddie. “The guy down the street from Eddie is definitely running a meth lab.”
“This is the fourth meth lab he’s uncovered this week,” Eddie interjects. “Since he did that toxic substances training.”
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In which Buck and Eddie do a little off-the-books detective work, a science project, and a lot of flirting.
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Eddie watched her carefully as her belly grew. He’d been too young to understand when she had Sophia, but this time he brought her water when she threw up and made her cereal so she’d have something in her stomach.
“You have to take care of your mom,” Ramon told Eddie, who nodded seriously. “She is older now than when she had you, so it is harder on her body.”
Her weight ticked upward and her balance shifted, and Ramon took extra travel days to build up their savings for the baby. She rolled into his cold side of the bed at night and warmed herself with her own fury at his absence.
Eddie kept bringing her cereal into the third trimester, well after she was past the morning sickness, as though that would help anything.
“Will you stop,” she hissed. “I already have to clean up after you. I don’t need soggy cereal.”
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Or: Helena Diaz, motherhood, and family cycles.
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Not thinking about it took a lot of energy. Not thinking about it meant always thinking about it, a little.
Not thinking about it meant it was nothing if he went to a bar a year after Shannon left, when he was newly in LA and she hadn’t responded to his texts, and there was a man there who sent him a drink, and the man’s jaw was sharp and his eyes were kind and Eddie thought, it’s LA, isn’t it? Not Texas. This is what they’re like here.
God knows he‘d heard enough jokes about Hollywood types when he left.
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In which Eddie drags himself out of the closet.
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- Part 3 of smoking gun
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Margaret says, every inch the interfering grandmother, “Maddie, dear, are you thinking you’ll have another after this little one?”
"Maybe let her get through this one first,” Buck says.
Philip says, "We always thought two was the perfect number of children, you know. That way there’s always a parent available to drive each one around."
And Buck snaps, "Well that worked out for you, didn't it."
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Parents, forgiving but not forgetting, and what it means to earn a second chance.Series
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“What do you know about it,” asked Ilya. He looked up toward the night sky, which was starless under the bright street lamps. “The curse, I mean. What did she tell you?”
“So you do know about it,” said Fabian. Ilya turned back to look at him.
“A bit,” said Ilya. He took another deep drag of his cigarette. “It took my mother. In a way.”
“I’m so sorry,” said Fabian. He kicked his boot into the wall. “My friend mentioned it was a bloodline thing.”
“Yes,” said Ilya. “Rarer for men to have it, but. Here I am.”
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Irina was a Siren. Ilya has always been cursed to be just like her.
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- Part 2 of anonymous cottage collection
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Rose Landry Is My Fairy Godmother by writingfor001
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
24 Jun 2026
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"She's my fairy godmother," Shane says, loud enough for Ilya to hear, as he stares at himself in the mirror.
There's a long, long pause. Then Ilya laughs loudly, a genuine burst of surprise that reverberates off the doorway. "Very funny, Hollander. And you are my cute little house elf. What does that make me?"
Instead of Rose becoming Shane's best friend, she offered to grant him three wishes a month. Surely a dream come true for any closeted hockey player trying to navigate impossible feelings for his biggest rival.
But over the following months, a few problems emerge: first, Shane has no clue how to explain this relationship to an increasingly jealous Ilya. Second, he keeps screwing up his wishes. And, oh yeah, he's maybe a little terrified of his fairy godmother.
Vibes: Ella Enchanted meets Heated Rivalry. 50% crack, 50% fix it fic, 100% magical alternative coming out story. 🧚♀️ Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo
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Ilya wrings out his shirt and tries to swallow the humilation burning at the back of his throat. "It is very funny," he says, flatly. "I am enjoying these jokes. I love to pay damages at every hotel. Is good for your poor sad American economy."
"They do it to everyone," Price repeats, as if Ilya is just anybody and that makes it ok.
Or: Ilya's rookie season costs more than expected.
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Image Management by 409_conflict, ritualist
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
05 Jul 2026
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During his rookie year, Shane goes to a Halloween party at a Montreal gay bar to confirm some suspicions about himself. Unfortunately, it’s 2010, so the official photographer uploads a few hundred photos to the bar’s Facebook page.
Yuna gives real thought to finding Mark Zuckerberg and strangling him with his own hoodie strings. Probably this particular thought spiral suggests it’s time for her to step away from the PC, but the thought of taking a break – of leaving the burning fuse that could blow up her baby’s life at any moment unattended – makes her stomach churn.
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“I’m trying to figure out,” Rose wonders aloud. “Are you always a complete prick? Just with women? Or just when you lose a game?”
Ilya barks a laugh, shocked and almost delighted, and his smile spreads wide enough that Rose can see all those pearly whites of his that are so much nicer than she expected any hockey player’s to be. “All the time,” he grins, “all the time. However much of an asshole Hollander has told you I am, double it.”
She answers truthfully, shrugs her shoulders in her tiny silver dress. “He hasn’t mentioned you at all.”
After a shitshow of an evening in a Montreal nightclub, Ilya wakes up the next morning in Shane’s bed. Only, he’s not in Shane’s bed — Rose Landry is, and he’s in Rose Landry’s body, and she’s in his. Well, what the fuck are they supposed to do with that?
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