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    “Sweetheart, your pretty little head is so silly. For every photocard I make of ugly hockey men, I make two of my gorgeous, radiant, pulchritudinous boyfriend. Sometimes three.”

    A smile breaks through the heated haze of Shane’s expression. “You’ve been using the thesaurus Dad got you for Christmas?”

    “I will beat Yuna Hollander at Scrabble one day,” Ilya declares against Shane’s hip bone.

    In the year between the Cottage and the Centaurs, Ilya misses Shane more than ever. Svetlana’s teenage cousin offers a coping method: Kpop-style Shane Hollander photocards to stare at all day long. It's a shame carrying around pictures of fellow hockey players is just not socially acceptable.

    …At least, not yet.
     
    (AKA: Ilya's mission to desensitize the hockey world to his Hollander fanboyisms, and the NHL players that suffer for it.)

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    10 Jul 2026

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    "Eddie!" Buck barges into Eddie's house with his strawberries and honey and burning need to understand what the fuck just happened. "Why have you been telling everyone at the farmer's market you're gay and have a husband??!" 

    "Uh, cause I haven't?" Eddie says, looking confused, mug halfway to his mouth. 

    "Then why does everyone at the farmer's market think you're gay and happily married?" Buck exclaims. "Gayly!" 

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    Everyone at the farmer's market thinks Eddie is gay and married, and Buck has no fucking clue how they got that idea.

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    08 Jul 2026

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    “Aw,” Harry says, smiling. “That’s adorable. Is it like—is it a thing? Do all of you keep pictures in your helmets?”

    A murmur of general consensus ripples through their group. Harry, apparently delighted by this new knowledge, demands to see everyone’s secret photos.

    “They’re kind of private,” Eddie says, crouched down to unlace his boots. He has a smudge of soot over his left cheek, and his hair has come loose from the gel, a lock of it curling over his brow. Buck likes him like this, just a little dishevelled.

     

    or, firefighters sometimes keep photographs of the people they love inside their helmets, to remember who they’re fighting to come home to. eddie’s isn’t what buck expects.

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    02 Jul 2026

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    “Ilya, what are we gonna do?” Shane says.

    Ilya finishes whatever he has been doing on his phone, and tosses it gently to the bed beside him. He crosses the room to Shane, stands in front of him, squeezes into his shoulders with his big hands, rubbing them like he means to warm them up.

    “Looks like we will have a little vacation,” he says, with a big obnoxious grin.

     


     

    Boston and Montreal are sent to Paris to play against each other in an exhibition series in January 2017. Ilya and Shane decide to stay in Paris for one more night. Just one more night, so they can talk. Maybe finally understand each other.

    They aren't expecting a volcano to erupt in Iceland and close all the airspace in Europe, leaving them stranded there. Together.

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    30 Jun 2026

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    Shane: Why do I have three missed calls from you. It's past 1 AM

    Ilya: hmm?

    Ilya: oh i see

    Ilya: it was, uh, what is word

    Ilya: ass call

    Shane: Oh. Wow.

    or, butt dial and booty call are waaaay too similar for two terms with such wildly different meanings. when ilya accidentally butt dials his biochem tutor in the middle of the night, a miscommunication leads to some unexpected sexting.

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    28 Jun 2026