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    "I’m sorry, I am just—” He drops his fork to wave his hand around, the way he does when he's searching for the proper word. He knows enough English words to describe what it is he’s feeling, but they don’t feel like adequate descriptors. My father, the man I loathe, is dying, and there is nothing I can do to save him. Everyone in my life expects so little of me, and I feel as though I may disappear. I feel like, if I did disappear, perhaps the world would be all the better for it. You are the only man in my life who has made me feel happy to take up space. Shane, tell me, what is the English word for this?

    Ilya Rozanov's okay, not good, probably bad day.

    Set during a liminal space of my design between the All-Star game and Ilya's father's death.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    “You're being cruel, Ilya. Please just— stop.”

    Pain blooms across Ilya's expression, a brief lapse in form. He's quick to recover, furrowing his brow and pursing his lips, like Shane’s made more than a simple request, like he's got Rose Landry here in his lap, parading her around like Ilya has with all his women since rookie year. Like he has any right to that pain.

    “Oh, so this is what it takes to make you say my name without freaking out.”

    Or: Shane does not go home with Rose after the club.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    Anyone else left with a gaping hole in their heart after Wolfbird Ch. 13/14? While we await Opal’s return, this is my outlet to assuage mine.

    This is an alternate universe—a divergent branch that picks up after Ch. 14 and finishes the story. Told entirely through text messages and mixed media.

    Both men continue to fight silent battles: Ilya, trapped in survival mode. Shane, drowning under perfectionism & identity crisis. Two worlds tethered by one connection. Can Hollanov find each other in this life?

    Of course, directly inspired by Opal’s incredible Wolfbird <3

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    11 Jun 2026

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    ‘Was he? What you needed?’

    ‘No. I mean, sort of. But…’

    ‘Did he hurt you?’

    Shane didn’t answer. Instead, his gaze dipped to the floor.

    The blood drained from Ilya’s face. ‘Shane?’

    ‘Um.’

    Ilya’s fingers dug into the desk he was leaning on. He watched Shane’s face. That beautiful fucking face. The one he had to force himself not to stare at on the ice in case he got distracted. The face he had known since he was eighteen years old. Whether Shane believed it or not, there were few people who could read his face like Ilya Rozanov could.

    And he was reading the truth on it now.

    ‘Fuck. He hurt you?’

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    In which Ilya finds out that Shane's other sexual experiences have not been as safe or pleasurable as he deserves and decides to make things right.

    (Please check the tags, this might not be for you!)

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    11 Jun 2026

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    “Birds living outside moved away. Went south, because you annoy them with your moaning every morning. They got sick of it.” Ilya’s words are breathy with laughter. Shane, still looking up at him, can see the exact moment the idea pops into his head.

    Ilya pulls his hand away from Shane’s face and takes a small step back. It finally feels like Shane has a bit of space to breathe and try to collect himself-

    Ilya drops onto his knees, lips parted with panting breath and eyes wide and shiny with admiration. Shane swears that he feels his heart stop in his chest. 

    He’s seen Ilya on his knees plenty of times, but this time it feels different. There’s an unspoken energy that has shifted between the two men, it’s just that Shane has absolutely no brainpower left to figure it out. It feels like a hand has just clamped down on his throat and his dick is aching at the sight of Ilya like this.

    “In my mouth first, please.” 

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    aka the fic where ilya teases shane so much during his trip to the cottage that shane realizes that he wants to top. at the same time, the world starts to pick up that something is not quite normal between ilya and shane.

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    10 Jun 2026