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    “H’rder,” Shane whines into his mouth, not even trying to interrupt the kiss but speaking pathetically muffled and slurred around Ilya’s tongue.

    Ilya knocks their foreheads together, smiles.

    Nooooo Ilya, not before the game, Ilya,” he whines, a sweetly mocking imitation of Shane, “and now look at you, mhm? Why should I ever listen to your complaining, baby, when you’re gonna be such an easy, perfect slut for it anyways?”

    Or: Shane plays four-dimensional chess to get Ilya to fuck him even when he tells him no, for Shane-typical control freak reasons, in Shane-typical convoluted ways, with Shane-typical unawareness of this being a sex freak thing. Ilya provides, of course.

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    22 Feb 2026

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    They are such freaks! I love them so so much

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    22 Feb 2026

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    Feral dangerous omegas is the best interpretation of abo

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    “You really wouldn’t mind if I had sex with someone else?”

    Ilya does mind. Hearing it said back to him, almost makes him flinch, a sudden and brittle sound right next to his ear that he fails to recoil from in time. But he swallows back the bitter truth and replies, “Of course not. If that is what you want.”

    He waits, sitting on his living room couch, phone pressed painfully against his ear, his other hand gripping his knees till his knuckles blanched. He could feel his own heart rattling behind his ribs, pulse rockingloudly. His mind was an echo of alarm, demanding of him: Why isn't Shane saying anything?

    It was the loudest silence he’s ever lived through, until Shane finally said, “Okay.”

    OR: inspired by the fight in TLG where Ilya tells Shane he can sleep with other men. But this time, Shane actually takes the offer.

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    19 Feb 2026

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    “Hockey’s always been mine, but I’m always trying to belong to it,” … “With you, I already do. I’m yours.”

    Possessive Hollanov is the BEST

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    After a mix-up leaves Hayden with the wrong phone for three days, he ends up learning more about Ilya Rozanov and his secret girlfriend, Jane.

    Another Hayden-Finds-Out, because we can't have too many.

    *now with the extra continuing Hayden-Rozanov friendship text threads*

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    18 Feb 2026

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    Hayden and Ilya friendship? Why yes, give me 25 thousand more of them Right. Now.

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    Ilya glances at Shane, at the way the dying light is catching in his hair, refracting. At that spiderlily mouth, slightly open and curling coyly, two teeth peeked through the dark gap like an American Girl doll. At that shoulder, bare and pale and close enough to touch if Ilya just leaned forward, if he just reached out and took another liberty.

    To touch another person is to say: I know you will die, and I am doing this anyway.

    His mother used to say something like this. About painting.

    Every portrait is an act of faith, Ilyushenka. Faith and futility both.

    contrary to personal preference, ilya gets a roommate.

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    13 Feb 2026

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    I want to tattoo this fic onto my skin. I want to etch it into my very soul. I want to carry it around with me forever so that I never forget it. I want to print it out into a mini bible and put it in my back pocket so that I read passages from it like verses to those in need of a helping hand. This is beyond great, there isn’t even a word good enough to describe it. When I think of peak literature, this is the type of writing I think of. This author has such a way with language, such a way with descriptions, such a way with understanding what it means to be human. They have moved me beyond imaginable; I am positively floored. I loved every second of reading it. One of the biggest honors of my life.