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    “Do you know this name, ‘Shane Hollander’?”
    The kid looked at Shane, chewing his lip and frowning a little, before turning back to Rozanov. “I think so, yes.”
    “Who is he?
    “Uh… a hockey player?”
    “No,” Rozanov said in a harsh, cutting tone. “He is no one. Because he is on my ice. Understand?”

    To help with his edge control, the Metros' coach recommends Shane take figure skating lessons with someone named Ilya Rozanov. Rozanov is rude, abrasive, and insists he will only teach Shane in a group class for kids. Shane, a rookie hell-bent on proving himself and unwilling to disappoint his coach, refuses to give up despite how much Rozanov tries to humiliate him each lesson.

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    The first sound Ilya hears is a thin, discordant symphony of beeps and whirs. Something vibrating. 

    The next thing he hears is…wet. A sort of shaking, gargling sound, that feels like the ugliest crying he’s ever heard. And through it, Shane’s voice. 

    “I’m with him now, mom. He’s— he’s not fine. He’s not. I know—”

    Ilya wants to ask who's not fine, but he can’t feel his own body, his mouth, enough to ask.

    “Yeah,” Shane is saying, only slightly calmer. “I know. He wasn’t breathing—"

    Ilya knows there's a link, between the clinical musicality of medical settings, Shane’s audible, awful distress, and his own physical incapacity. It’s just, it’s so tenuous, and the air around him is so thick, so heavy. It would be easy, to sleep, a little. 

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    Footage of the last game between Ottawa and Montreal is everywhere; it’s breached containment from the sports world, and now it seems like everyone is baying for Montreal’s blood. Except, Ilya is oblivious. Not exactly blissfully so, but as the fight for accountability within the league rages on without him, Ilya just wants someone, anyone, to tell him what happened.

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    04 Jul 2026

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    shane is an apothecary in a north american port town in the early 1800s.
    rozanov is a vampire with a quick temper intent on being his undoing.

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    29 Jun 2026

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    And at the occasional moments when Ilya Rozanov was asked what his inspiration was, he would quickly glance around the room and simply say he had a muse. A beautiful muse he kept drawing pure inspiration from. The way he said it was very easy too, too soft and too real. As if it were obvious as day. That this inspiration was so beautiful that anyone questioning where he drew imagination from was blind.
    More for him to soak up to anyways he would say, he didn't like to share at all. He liked to be the only recipient of this pure stream of sunshine.

    ☼Ilya Rozanov invites Shane Hollander to his house parties every week. Shane never shows up (except for that one time)

    ☼Shane hangs up a call sheet, looking to find male models for a nude painting he is drawing. (he finds that every other name is crossed out by the same pen that Ilya Rozanov's name is written)

    ☼Shane is very sure about the place he holds in Ilya's life. (and hates whoever the fuck his muse is)

    ☼Shane spends his life avoiding mess (apart from his holy devotion to a certain mess of curls and 'no tomorrows')

    AU: Where Shane and Ilya are students in a prestigious art university in Ontario

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    “Fuck.” Shane melted into the strong hand at his neck, the pressure over his throat and the heat of the Alpha’s palm. “Fuck, that’s–” his eyes started to flutter closed, his knees going weak, but he heard the Alpha huff a laugh and immediately stiffened again. 

    “Don’t do that.” he warned. “Don’t laugh like me letting you put your hand on my throat is predictable submissive Omega behavior and you're making fun of me."

    “That is not why i was laughing.” Ilya squeezed Shane’s throat lightly, his thumb pressing over the suppressant patch covering the Omega's bonding spot and blocking his sweet scent. “I thought you would fight it, fight submitting. But you didn’t.”

    “No I–” Shane swallowed hard. “I like it.” 

    “Good.” Ilya smiled slow and a little dangerous, running his tongue over his bottom lip and then over the sharp ends of his fangs before he leaned in and growled into the Omega’s ear. “Now get on your knees.”

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