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there is by anincompletelist (soldouthaz)
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
11 Feb 2026
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Both of them are there the next time Shane wakes up about an hour later, and this time he opens his eyes, rasps Mom?
The room fills quickly, a flurry of nurses coming to check vitals and adjust his IV, the doctor stepping in to conduct all of the mandatory concussion protocol. Shane grunts and groans every time he has to move his sore body but otherwise complies as he always does, sitting through the basic questions and the light shining in his eyes. He’s up just long enough to finish those and to get something in him to eat, and just after Yuna and David both manage to sneak in tearful, relieved hugs, he’s slipping back into sleep once again.
Normal, they keep saying. This is all perfectly normal.
But there’s something, Yuna thinks—something here that she’s missing.
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- Part 3 of hr canon divergence
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16 Feb 2026
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He’s already in the room, shutting the door behind himself as quietly as he can before he realises that not only is there someone other than Shane in the room, but there are three someones other than Shane.
And, as if he hasn’t already fucked up spectacularly, the someones happen to be the Hollanders and Hayden fucking Pike.
// or; Ilya visits Shane in the hospital and meets his parents. He's traumatized and grieving, everything hurts, and Shane takes after his mother.
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12 Feb 2026
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There were two heartbeats coming from room 312. One was his roommate’s. The second belonged to a furry lump curled up at the foot of his bed.
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30 Dec 2025
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From the original fic this comic is an adaptation of:
“What day is it?” Derek demanded.“What?”
“The day! What day is today?!” Derek let Stiles go, but only so he could reach into his pocket and pull out his phone. He tapped at the home screen, and then went so perfectly still that Stiles was pretty sure this guy wasn’t human. No human could stand that still.
When it was clear Derek wasn’t going to move again without some prompting, Stiles said, “It’s Wednesday.”
“That’s impossible,” Derek whispered.
“Not really, it comes around every seven days.”
“This is impossible,” Derek said again, looking around himself, as if he was searching for something.
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It's been months. Months of lonely days and lonelier nights.
And Stiles can't understand what he did wrong.