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    Shane and Ilya leave the safety of the cottage for preseason preparation and realize phone sex can only do so much to keep the loneliness at bay.

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    Shane rubbed his middle finger in a tight circle, his head kicking back at the sensation. Ilya’s breathing changed again, drawing Shane’s eyes back to the laptop screen. Ilya’s eyes were bouncing back and forth from face to his hands. He looked almost frantic. “Watch me stretch myself for you.”

    Ilya’s eyes dropped immediately to Shane’s hand. Shane watched the movement of Ilya’s mouth when Shane slipped his middle finger in, thrusting once then twice before adding another finger.

    "Jesus fuck!" Ilya whispered. "You always open up so fucking pretty for me. All the way in."

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    14 Feb 2026

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    When he finally looked at Shane again, Shane knew exactly what he was going to escape his mouth.

    “Don’t,” Shane croaked. “Please don’t say it.”

    Ilya sighed, “Sweethe—Shane. This… I should not have done that. That was a mistake.”

    Rejection washed over Shane, a dirty and miserable feeling.

    (Or what happens when Shane confesses and Ilya pushes him away? Ft. a jealous, jealous Ilya Rozanov)

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    11 Feb 2026

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    A whump fanfiction series that is actually, secretly, a fix-it.

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    05 Feb 2026

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    A rewrite of episode four and what happens afterward.

    “Well yeah,” Shane said, his voice took the slightly bratty tone that Rozanov loves. “You keep your house cold as shit.” This made Rozanov burst out laughing. He went towards his dresser to pull out a hoodie. He pauses as he sees Shane’s perfectly folded outfit settle neatly on the wood. He lets a small smile cross his lips within the privacy his back has provided from Shane. Like in every piece of clothing Rozanov has ever had the luxury of peeling off of Shane’s body a neat S.H. was written on the label of Shane’s jacket. He was about to toss an old CCM sweatshirt to Shane when a different one caught his eye. The team had got them this year, they were black with the Boston Bear’s logo in yellow. The hoodie was branded with Rozanov’s number and last name on it. The thought of Hollander, Montreal’s and the NHL’s golden boy, wearing his name did something to him. I guess he didn’t care that Shane was a hockey god, the only thing he cared about was the fact that in a few moments he was going to see Shane wearing his last name. Something he couldn’t let himself dream of.

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    31 Jan 2026

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    “Yuna, David - my husband just said he doesn’t love me anymore.”

    “I did not say that,” Shane argues, when he notes the disbelieving expressions on his parents’ faces. “I said we can’t get another dog.”

    “Exactly,” Ilya wails, throwing his arms up in the air. “Is same thing!”

     

    (Or, 5 times Ilya calls Shane his husband, and 1 time Shane calls Ilya his husband.)

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    29 Jan 2026