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"If there's a chance for me/Then I don't care" by Rozander (EvanesDust)
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
11 Dec 2025
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"So, you have concussion?" he asked, hating his broken English. But his throat was tight, choking him, and his head was a mess. The less he spoke, the better, or else he might actually cry."Yeah. I blacked out a couple of times, I guess. I don't remember the game." Shane let out a derisive laugh and Ilya didn't like the sheen of tears in his eyes. "I don't even remember my own team right now. Post-traumatic amnesia."
Ilya's heart stopped.
Amnesia?
"So you do not…" Remember me? Ilya wanted to ask, but he couldn't voice the words. Not with his throat constricted. Not when his heart raced. Everything faded away as white noise filled his head. Tears stung his eyes and his nose burned for some reason.
Shane didn't remember him.
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- Part 1 of what if...?
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31 Dec 2025
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Five Times Ilya Thought Of Having A Baby With Shane by Amee19
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV)
03 Dec 2025
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Five times Ilya thought of having a baby with Shane + one time Shane talked about having a baby with Ilya
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29 Dec 2025
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To make it easier for fellow smut writers who wants to add gifs to their stories :)
Here's an organised collection, so all you gotta do is just copy paste! easy!I'll try to frequently update the various categories, and sorry if there are any duplicates!
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29 Dec 2025
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He nuzzles against the exposed skin of his neck, inhaling the scent that clings to his suit jacket collar. It’s perfect.
“...Hollander,” He hears Rozanov say, urgent like it’s not the first time he’s said it. “Shane,” he follows it up with, and that snaps him out of it. He’s never called him that. Shane, reluctantly, lifts his face a little, eyes glazed over as he meets Rozanov’s eyes.
“What?”
“You stink,” Rozanov says, concern dripping. “No, you—fuck. You reek. What is—” Ilya’s fingers lift up, tugging at the scent patch, revealing more of the spot beneath it. Even Shane can smell himself at that point. He does reek. Reeks of heat, of Omega, of honey and sweetness, of something that would melt on your tongue.
Shane reefs himself back. The Omega inside him aches, mourns, whimpers at the loss of contact. It’s needed, though. He scrambles back, hand slapping at his neck to force the peeled patch back down over his scent gland. He backs up till his spine knocks against the bathroom stall.
“You are in heat at award show? Why would you hide this? Why would you not call out sick? Are you—are you insane? You care this much about trophy?”
OR Shane goes into heat in Vegas
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28 Dec 2025
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Ilya’s hand wraps around his bare wrist and squeezes. Shane barely stops himself from collapsing to his knees.
The pressure lights up every receptor of his touch-starved nervous system, wrenching a small, pained noise from the back of his throat. Every muted sensation comes flooding back so intensely that it almost hurts. He needs Ilya to hold him down until there’s nothing inside him but quiet. He wants to sink into him and disappear.
It takes Shane an entire beat to remember where they are. Fighting against the fog in his mind, he manages to drag his gaze up to meet Ilya’s.
There’s a slow-dawning horror and understanding on Ilya’s face.
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Or: Shane is in subdrop after their encounter in Vegas. Ilya fixes it.
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