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    A series of vignettes, as told through Instagram.

    Or: Ilya and Shane learn to love vocally.

    (NOTE: each chapter can be read as a separate piece. one story = one Insta post)

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    13 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 67

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    13 Feb 2026

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    “I feel really good about this kid, I think he could be great on your wing, he just needs some help settling in. Someone to show him the ropes.”

    “Yes.”

    The line went silent for a moment. Ilya wasn’t really sure why his coach felt the need to run this by him.

    “Rozanov,” his coach said at last. “I want him to live with you.”

    Ilya blinked, then nearly shouted into the phone. “What?”

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    or, Ilya stays in Boston, gets a rookie, and tries to figure out how to make a secret long distance relationship work while there's a Russian teenager in his house

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    13 Feb 2026

  4. Rec *

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    Media: Here is the goodest most normal boy.
    Me: Oh so he’s a lil fucked up, got it. Here he is developing a bruise kink on top of everything else going on.

     

    Something’s different, just in general. Like wearing sunglasses, a filter of sorts over everything, but if Shane was in any way honest with himself, he’d know it was more like going without for the first time.

    He’s painfully aware of his body these days; how it looks, how it moves, how it responds to… stimuli. And it is responding, lately. His bruises, too: always just there, so used to them they’d barely registered anymore, but recently there’s been a sort of constant hum of them at the edge of his awareness. It’s a layer of input he really doesn’t need right now, busy as he is.

    But he’s been woken up. Restless. Needy.

    Late in bed, when all his chores are done, fingers travel up to his collarbone, where the newest acquisition is waiting for him.

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    03 Feb 2026

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    “Fuck you,” Marleau says, through breathing, wheezing laughter. “I didn’t almost die—”

    The flat of Shane’s tongue presses, hard, against the head of Ilya’s cock. Ilya narrows his eyes. Oh, I see, he thinks flatly. To the extent that there had been anything to forgive, Ilya is fairly certain that Shane had immediately forgiven his little stunt during the call with Pike. He had neglected to remember, however, that Shane’s mind tended to plan on a scale of weeks, months, or years, and that forgiven did not necessarily mean forgotten.

    Shane gets payback for the phone call with Hayden.
    Sort of.

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    03 Feb 2026

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