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    A collection of miscellaneous scenes and/or short fics that will potentially be expanded into longer works in the future.

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    "You are doing this on purpose," Ilya accused.

    Shane looked up, perfectly innocent. "Doing what on purpose?"

    "The—" Ilya gestured. "This. The—the organizing."

    "The organizing that I do. Every Thursday. Like I have for the entire time we've been together."

    "You know what you're doing."

    Shane's lips twitched. Just barely. But Ilya saw it. "I'm folding a hoodie."

    BREAKING: Local man gets pavlov'd by the KonMari method, more at 11.

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    13 Mar 2026

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    a hockey injury makes ilya curious

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    13 Mar 2026

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    Sometimes they’re curled up on the bed together afterwards and Shane runs his hands up and down Ilya’s body, rhythmic and smooth, touching just to touch. Ilya is stunning in the literal sense of the word: Shane is paralyzed by him, struck dumb. Desire may never be a problem here, but understanding is: Ilya feels distant and incomprehensible to Shane.

    A cross-section of Shane Hollander’s sex life.

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    12 Mar 2026

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    The bartender adds a lime to his drink, and passes it over the bar-top. "What do you think?"

    Shane obediently takes a sip. "Oh," he says. "Yeah, that's great. What is it?"

    "Vodka, ginger beer, and lime." The bartender starts polishing a glass. "Called a Moscow Mule."

    Shane almost chokes. The Russian asshole can't even let him order a drink in peace.

    Shane walks away and leaves Ilya with a belly-button full of jizz, half a tuna melt, and a broken heart
    Instead of going to a bar and meeting Rose Landry...what if he goes home with the bartender?

    Or: shane has a fun lil gay awakening while ilya just crashes tf out. we will rejoin canon in tampa

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    12 Mar 2026

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    After a bad game, Shane needs something. Ilya can’t give it to him if he doesn’t use his words. AKA Ilya threatens to whore Shane out to the Raiders.

    The place feels off. Like it’s at an angle. Shane whips his head around. All his stuff looks normal, in its right place, the Montreal backdrop glittering among the reflections of the lamps dotted around the place. He can’t seem to focus on anything. Maybe Rozanov isn’t even here. Maybe he has a second to pull himself togeth–

    Shane’s eyes lock onto Rozanov’s like a bolt slotting into place.

    He’s reclined into the corner of the couch, arm slung over the side, knee falling open onto the seat. Tumbler in hand, something brown he must’ve found in a forgotten cupboard. Looking amused.

    “Well done,” Shane says, and his voice only wobbles a fraction. It should come easy to him. It’s Shane’s brand. But tonight, with him, he’s having to force the words out.

    Rozanov’s eyes crinkle. “Thanks,” he says. Shane doesn’t expect any congratulations, but the absence of the return hangs between them, possibly even louder.

    Yeah. Tonight was a real low for him.

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    11 Mar 2026