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Shane and Ilya had mutually agreed to keep their whatever-they’re-doing out of Sochi. It was an easy decision to make: this was bigger than any MLH rivalry and definitely bigger than a few hotel hook-ups. There was no room for distractions, not with Olympic gold on the line.
So it’d be really fucking great if their daemons could get on the same page and stop trying to cause an international fucking incident.
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19 Apr 2026
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there are so many moments in this fic that help me see these characters in new ways and that's my favorite thing about fics. love being protection vs honesty. fear folded into anger. please let me be who i need to be to meet what's expected of me. i am so scared of who i am.
i was skeptical of the same daemon at first but obviously it's needed for the fic and it's beautiful and the correct choice and i loved it
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“Ravi, I want you to have my fours,” says Buck, before Ravi can start his own turn. All three heads at the table turn to him in incredulous unison, so he adds, “What?”
“That is simply not how the game works,” answers Ravi, dumbfounded. “How do you—are you real?”
“Don’t open that can of worms,” Eddie teases with a shake of his head. “I’m still trying to work that one out, and I was roommates with the guy.”
Barely audible, Hen mutters, “Roommates, he says. Is that what historians will call it?”
or: Eddie has a work wife. Buck has a lot to figure out.
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15 Apr 2026
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"It’s fast, and just shy of rough. Buck, if he’d let himself wander down that alley of thought, might have envisioned his first kiss with Eddie being a slow drip, gradual; a bit like falling asleep in a soft bed and warm arms after a long day. Instead, it feels like tumbling rapidly out of a dream - the kind you forget in milliseconds, because everything prior to waking up doesn’t matter anymore. Doesn’t compare."
soozfic :)))
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The Swiss National League doesn’t care about the legendary Hollander-Rozanov rivalry. When the MLH can’t negotiate with the Hockey Players’ Union in time to prevent a hockey lockout at the start of the 2015 season, the Zürich Lions jump at the chance to sign both Shane and Ilya to short-term contracts. For four months in Switzerland, they share a team, a line, a house, and a bed.
Then the lockout ends in January, and it’s time to go back. Back to different countries, cities, lives. Beds.
Reentry is harder than expected.
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22 Mar 2026
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And what the fuck kind of chance does impossible have when it’s up against inevitable?
FUCK flipping the script on the love confessions was so smart and watching them be domestic before they were in love rather than after. god such a good premise that allows for so much depth and exploration
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“You said you talked to Hen about”—Ravi makes a vague, conjuring gesture, even though Eddie can’t see it—“all this yesterday, right? She dresses the best out of all of us. You should ask her for fashion advice.”
“I tried.” Eddie huffs. “She said, verbatim, ‘I’m not your gay Yoda.’”
With that, the fitting room stall’s lock finally clicks open, the door swinging open with a muted groan. Eddie steps out, arms spread wide. “Alright. What do we think?”
From an objective standpoint, he looks good. He looks really good. Objectively speaking.
From a subjective standpoint, he looks like someone Buck wants to pin against the nearest surface and fuck until they’re both stupid.
“Handsome, you are,” Buck croaks.
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Or: Eddie comes out to Buck and takes him clothes shopping.
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Then, all at once, everything comes into being. A universe is born, unfettered by gravity and ungoverned by time.
The heat comes first, then pressure, then a turbulent spark of recognition at contact. Buck’s whole body goes from hollow to overrun in decimal values. It feels less like senses returning and more like an entirely new epoch—one stage replacing another, a collision fast and hard enough to create entirely new matter out of itself.
Eddie’s hands, one still fisted in his shirt, the other frantically carding through his curls. Eddie’s mouth on his, rough and starved. The sharp knock of his spine against the wall. The air so hot it presents cold and so dense it becomes impossible to separate from the force of Eddie pressing in, in, in.
Buck feels everything in him augmenting and imploding simultaneously; a relativistic random speed, impossible to grasp. It feels insane and unimaginable, calamitous and cosmic, like whatever body he existed in before no longer contains him. Like it’s broken open wide, and now the whole of him is rushing outward, making room by sheer force.
Buck has the dizzy, shapeless thought that this is what creation must’ve felt like, back when everything began. Scientists have lamented for decades over the not-knowing of it all, how humanity may never fully understand the moment everything started, and here Buck is, simply knowing. Understanding.
Nothing about creation is clean or gentle. It’s raw and blinding and immediate. The universe must’ve begun then just as it does for Buck now: in a cramped, dark space.
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oofa doofa. eddie comes out to buck while buck's at costco on a saturday. some of the most goregous writing i've read ensues.
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She jerks back, ankle knocking against the corner of a barstool, causing her to wince.
Buck blinks, thrown, his hand dropping from her chin. “Hey—what? Did I—”
Shaking her head, she smiles. “No, just—later. I’m— Buck, I’m covered in someone else’s blood. Feels like a bad call for a first kiss.”
Buck stares at her blankly for a beat. Then, softly, he says, “Eddie.”
Her nose scrunches. “I know. It’s— second kiss. Technically. But—”
“Eddie,” he cuts in, “I brought up marriage five minutes into this date. I asked if you thought Bobby would officiate. I live in your house. I’m in your will, and have been for— half a decade.”
or: Buck and Eddie’s first date has gone a little sideways, but is far from ruined.
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tgirl eddie by beloved!!!!