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“Hyung,” Seungkwan whispers urgently. “I just got a notification from the event website. Seungcheol hyung RSVP’d… with a plus one.”
How inconvenient.
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To be completely honest, looking at Bracco’s Calder Cup tattoo makes Kappy so, so thankful that Dicky managed to convince Post Win, Drunk Kappy to put off getting his until he was a little more sober.
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Arizona, Michigan, Switzerland, Toronto—it doesn’t matter where he goes—when he focuses on it his Soulmate Heartbeat is there, thumping along, as comforting and soothing as ever.
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Right around the Draft, though, Mitch kind of just… stopped giving a shit.
Enjoying romance novels became the hill she was willing to die on.
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Jean-Jacques Leroy has soft hands.
Or, the Hockey AU where JJ has a lot on his plate: World Juniors (and the hopes and dreams of an entire nation), the Memorial Cup (and the hopes and dreams of an entire fan base), the NHL Draft (and all of his hopes and dreams)… and that Kazakh kid the Mooseheads just picked up and put on his wing (who might just be his new dream).
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“Be careful,” Shane frets, one hand hovering over Ilya’s shoulder. “It’s icy, and I don’t want to be a widower.”
“Oh, we’d have to be much higher than this for the fall to kill me,” Ilya says, gaze still fixed on the cool black skyline. “At least seven stories.”
It’s not until much later, as the waitress is clearing the dishes from dinner, that Yuna finds herself wondering why Ilya knows exactly how high a fall needs to be in order to kill him.
Or: Yuna learns about Ilya's past bit by bit over the years.
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- Part 7 of my anonymous heated rivalry fic
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12 Jul 2026
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“It is the worst day of my life,” Ilya declares, throwing himself dramatically onto one of the kitchen stools. “I went to go get lunch at Russian place I like, the one with lamb pelmeni? They had sign on the door. They are closing. Forever.”
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Or: Ilya’s favorite Russian restaurant in Ottawa is going out of business. There is only one thing Shane “Mr. Real Estate” Hollander can do.
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- Part 4 of my anonymous heated rivalry fic
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12 Jul 2026
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“I think,” Cliff says gravelly, pushing a cup of coffee towards Ilya, “I am getting old.”
Ilya leans back surprised at this, mind racing. Cliff can’t be talking about hockey—this was different, this was personal, this was… “Erectile Dysfunction?”
“Worse.” Cliff lets out a deep sigh, eyes downcast, “I think. I’m in love.”
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10 Jul 2026
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"In between companies. Living in a shithole," Ilya Rozanov's message read, “Will pay whatever price to move in now.”
Shane clicks on Ilya’s profile and skips over every other piece of information until he finds what he’s looking for.
SECONDARY GENDER: Alpha.
Absolutely no way in hell, Shane decides immediately. Never happening.
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10 Jul 2026
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“I was trying to be cool about it.” Shane's confession is a quiet whine, muffled into his palms. “Go with the flow, y’know?”
It’s almost unbearable, how much Ilya adores this perfect, neurotic man. “Hollander,” he says patiently. “You have never once gone with flow. Not ever in your life.”
There is only one grey cloud in the perfect blue sky of Ilya’s summer.
His two weeks at the cottage are almost over, and Shane still hasn’t asked him to stay.
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10 Jul 2026