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    Shane watches Ilya shove a hand through his hair, waits for him to meet his eyes. “You pretend to want things, pretend I can have things that we both know you won’t let me have,” he says, his newfound self-esteem carrying him past the point of no return. He wishes he’d never discovered it, because it’s making Ilya’s face do something awful.

    “Oh, you mean I hurt your feelings?”

    Close enough, Shane supposes, his chest aching again. He goes to lift his hand again, sees Ilya zero in on the movement, doesn’t. “I guess so.”

    Ilya scoffs, mean and sharp. “So sorry, Hollander, I didn’t mean to make you get so emotional about a casual fuck.”
    Asshole. So many times he has lobbed the word at Ilya in exasperation, reluctant affection and disbelief, but now he thinks it with vitriolic anger. “I think you should go.”

    Shane finally decides that Ilya's ability to weaponise sex isn't enough for him anymore. Ilya doesn't take it well, but Shane holds firm. Then they start to text about it. Sort of.

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    13 Jul 2026

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    winner of the best cliff fic i've read goes tooo...

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    Look at that. Another white guy with his little Asian sugar baby.

    Twenty-seven years, and not once has a stranger looked at David Hollander and his son and seen a father. Then Ilya Rozanov sits beside him in a restaurant and a server says, "Can I get anything else for you and your son?" David does not correct him.`

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    08 Jul 2026

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    sweetest fic about david hollander and his sons

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    "Apologise to my husband."

    Comeau stared at him.

    "I'm not-"

    "I didn't ask if you wanted to," Shane said, his voice ice cold. "I said apologise to my husband. You're going to do it now, in front of this building full of people, and then we're going to finish this game, and if I hear you say something like that again, to either of us or to anyone else in this league, the next conversation we have will not be as easy as this one."
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    Five times the people who loved Shane Hollander finally saw who he actually was and the one time they saw why him and Ilya worked so well.

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    08 Jun 2026

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    phenomenal fic

  4. Public Bookmark 8491

    Mystery Work

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    This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!

    02 Jun 2026

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    this is the one that accidentally got deleted (but lives on my kindle forever)

    it's phenomenal!!

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    There’s no humor in Shane’s voice. It’s cold, hard, determined. “When we meet them on the ice next season, I want to fucking destroy them.”

    After a moment, he feels Ilya nod thoughtfully behind him.

    “Is good plan. Let’s fucking destroy them.”

    The Montreal Voyageurs won't stop slinging mud at Shane in the press, so Shane and Ilya decide to get revenge the best way they know how.

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    17 Mar 2026

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    !!! this is really really good, but also it's really heavy. so proceed carefully, because it made my stomach all weird and i was going :O for most of it
    so, so good.