MMRose
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sieun will be okay, as long as suho is by his side.
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“Uh, wait… what does this item do again?” Hyun-tak asked, fumbling through his shop.
Su-ho pinched the bridge of his nose. No. This was it. Surely even Seong-je couldn’t let that slide.
But Seong-je only chuckled. “That’s a crit item. Buy that. Yeah, perfect. Nice.”
Nice? Su-ho wanted to scream. If this had been anyone else feeding 0/7 by ten minutes, Seong-je would’ve been inventing a new curse word to yell at them. He muted himself again, laughing silently in disbelief.
He knew the evil that lived inside Keum Seong-je. He had seen it. Had lived through it, experienced it first hand. If it were anyone else, Seong-je would’ve been tearing them to shreds. Su-ho had seen him make complete strangers cry in solo queue. In quickplay. In unranked, and ranked, in customs, in any playable gamemode.
So… What the fuck was this?
(or, seong-je is a streamer and everybody and their partners suffer because of him)
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- Part 1 of lovin' you's a game, boy
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One week before Suho loses consciousness in the boxing ring, he and Sieun bury a time capsule around the back of Byuksan High School.
Eight years later, on the day they promised, Sieun goes to dig it up.
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you are the one mouth i would be a tongue to. by hcneymooners (romqntics)
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
18 Jan 2026
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Ilya's hand continues its path up and down Shane's back, and Shane thinks again about how love is sometimes just this: a palm on the spine, moving in circles, waiting for you to come back to yourself. There is no promise of saving you—Ilya cannot save him, they both know this and are alright with it in their own ways—but there is a vow of staying, lingering in order to witness. Touching the bruise so that its pain triggers the memory that you are allowed to be touched.
Outside, the snow continues its work of erasure. Inside, Shane's breathing begins to even out, every limb recalling how to be a man at rest rather than an animal fawning and freezing. The trembling subsides, wave by wave, as if Ilya's hand is smoothing it out of him.
"Sleep, зайчик," Ilya says softly, his free hand coming to rest in Shane's hair. "I have you."
This is not true, Shane thinks, and it is also the only true thing.
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recovery, shane learns, is not a straight line. to begin to understand something, you must first name it.
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Shane’s heart drops into his stomach. “Ilya,” he breathes. His vision goes blurry, throat tight. He tries to swallow it down and focus, shove his swirling thoughts into a neat little box, but it’s impossible. He feels—he might throw up, actually. “Are you seriously telling me you tried to fucking kill yourself?”
“Yes,” Ilya agrees blandly, “It did not work.”
Ilya calls Shane from the hospital. Shane handles it very normally.