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Homie Burger
how did Barrett win the fucking bet if I LITERALLY SAID THAT ROZS BOYFRIEND WAS SOMEONE FUCKING FAMOUS!!!!?!?!???!?
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This is RIGGED
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I said FAMOUS and Roz’s boyfriend is LITERALLY SHANE MOTHERFUCKING HOLLANDER BEST FUCKING PLAYER IN THE NHL DATED ROSE FUCKING LANDRY MOTHERFUCKING FAMOUS FUCKING DUDE
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AND BARRETT FUCKING WON 😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡
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I FUCKING HATE ALL OF YOU
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“I’m right here. And you are okay, and you are safe, and healthy, and you are at home, yes? It is quiet, and nobody is there, nobody is bothering you. And the world is full of stupid idiots, but you are not one of them. And I am here. When you need me, I am here.”
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or: The whole world thinks Shane is gay because of some stupid internet rumors, and he doesn't even have to confirm it. He's losing control of his entire life and he needs somewhere to put what little he does have.
Ilya has open hands.
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17 Feb 2026
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“What the fuck, Shane’s gay so he gets to be one of the girls?” he says defensively, gesturing toward Shane. Jackie holds back a laugh, watching him in amusement. They’ve bickered about this countless times, that Hayden can’t be one of the girls, that he can’t stick around for girls’ night. Jackie’s brought him leftovers, and even a margarita in a travel cup from her friends’ place on several occasions.
“Yes,” she says firmly. “We get to talk about boys. You’re one of the boys we talk about. You can’t be there.”
When she glances at Shane, he’s fighting a grin, but he can’t get it out of his eyes. He looks fucking delighted, and Jackie thinks she would lay her life down for him.
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“Game is over,” he says. “You won. I lost. I was annoying. Normal.”
“That’s not—” Shane starts, then stops, because he actually doesn't know how to finish that thought without sounding like an idiot. His jaw works, teeth grinding together.
That's not what I meant. That's not the point. You said I was boring and you were right and I need you to say it again so I know where I stand, so I know what you think of me, so I can stop waiting for the other shoe to drop.
He settles for: “You were kind of an asshole.”
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Ilya nods sagely. "Ah. You are asking why I am not trying to sex you up right now, yes?”
“Don’t phrase it like that. Jesus,” Shane groans, trying to pull the hood back over his face.
Ilya catches his hands, clearly delighted by Shane's mortification. "But it is what you mean! You show up at my door looking like sad frozen street urchin, and you think I take one look and think 'yes, I must immediately seduce this Popsicle man'?”
“I’m hardly a—”
“You are exactly popsicle. It is not physically possible. Hollander. Very uncomfortable, possibly dangerous. My dick would get frostbite and fall off, and then where would we be?”
"Oh my god," Shane says, and he's definitely laughing now despite himself. "Stop talking.”
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“Would you like being straight?”, Ilya mumbled, one night, into the crown of Shane’s hair.
Shane was too happy and sleepy and warm tangled up with his boyfriend to spare a thought to being heterosexual. “Kinda hard to picture that right now,” he mumbled back, his face half-squished against Ilya’s chest.
OR: Ways Shane and Ilya are honest with each other at the cottage.
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11 Feb 2026
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“Sorry,” said Ilya. Shane could still feel the tremors of Ilya’s laugh through his warm chest although he could tell he was trying to swallow it back down. “Is serious, but. While we were fucking? You thought you were straight while we were fucking? That you will go find a woman?”
“Shut up,” Shane said. “Obviously I knew I wasn’t, like, fully straight, but I just didn’t think about it. You didn’t do that?”
“No,” said Ilya. “I thought everyone is bisexual but they pretended to be normal. Too late to freak out when I found out.”
I don’t think you’re supposed to call being heterosexual normal, Shane considered saying, although maybe it was too late at night for semantics. He opened his mouth and listened to himself say, “God, for a while I thought I just had to find a woman willing to peg me and I’d be fine.”
He regretted his words even while saying them. He drew back and watched with trepidation as Ilya’s sleepy eyes went huge. He flipped his entire body around away from Shane with a whomp, buried his face into the pillow, where he tried and failed to stifle his screaming laughter.
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Fandom Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
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08 Feb 2026
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I love absolutely EVERYTHING about this series. For anyone like me who was hesitant to read this landmark of a series in this fandom because of the whole "extremely private conversation is now extremely public" premise: it is handled very well and Shane's people are there for him and it starts in the aftermath as the dust settles--no build up, no discovery horror, we're already past that. And then. They take the world by storm and it's flawless.
“Rose,” he interrupted. Ilya swam up to the side of the pool and propped his elbows on the edge of the pool, pulling himself half out, water sluicing off him. He leaned forward and kissed Shane’s ankle. “You have to understand—you probably saved my life that night.”
Ilya glanced up at him. Shane met his eyes and smiled.
“What?” Rose asked softly.
“Not in a dramatic, terrible way,” Shane explained. “Just… I think you probably underestimate how much—how much I hated myself before that. I hated myself, Rose. I… I couldn’t be myself ever, with anyone, or even alone, and I was always wearing this mask, and I hated the mask as much as I hated what was underneath it. I needed someone to acknowledge who I really was and to say it without cringing away or dodging the question. And no one else was doing that, Rose, no one but you. So, if you hadn't said anything, I really might have spent the rest of my life hating myself. And this, this whole thing, has obviously been fucking terrible, but that would have been worse.”