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    Luca hadn’t been sure he would go through with the plan. He’d talked himself into it and out of it about fifty times.

    But he's made it this far. He's sitting with Shane Hollander, just the two of them. Now all he needs to do it open his mouth and—

    “Look,” Shane is saying, “if you wanted to talk through coming out, I th—”

    “I can’t figure out anal sex,” Luca blurts.

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    hayden's birthday post to shane causes a stir online. ilya doesn't stay silenced

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    24 Feb 2026

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    Shane’s eyes snap open. Wait a second.

    “Ilya,” Shane says, propping himself up on his elbows. “Ilya, wake up.”

    Ilya makes a pained noise, eyes still shut. “I shut curtains already.”

    “It’s not that. Ilya, hey. Don’t go back to sleep.” Ilya tries to bury back into Shane’s chest, but adrenaline knifes through Shane’s hangover long enough for him to peel Ilya off and roll him into his back. Ilya blinks blearily up at him, starfished in the sheets. Beautiful and naked and missing his mother’s cross.

     

    OR: When Ilya’s cross goes missing after the Centaurs celebrate their first Stanley Cup win, Shane is determined to get it back. And so are the Centaurs. And the rest of Ottawa.

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    23 Feb 2026

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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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    23 Feb 2026

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    Shane’s voice is unsteady when he asks, “Why do you want to know my name?”

    There is a slow, measured exhale on the other end, and another lengthy pause. When the man speaks again, his voice is frighteningly calm. “I want to know who I’m looking at.”

    Shane is in a cabin in the woods when the phone rings for the first time.

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    23 Feb 2026