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    They met regularly in between games, and when they didn’t meet, Ilya came back to the same boring documentary. “This is Shane Hollander’s fortress of solitude,” the TV announced and his dick already knew what it meant.

    He seemed to never get tired of watching how his muscles tensed around his thighs when he pushed his hips in the air, or how his toned arms looked fucking strong stretched like that. Ilya was sure Shane picked those boring ass clothes with nothing in his mind in particular, but fuck, that tight shorts looked so tiny on him–

    And there he was. Cumming again, like a teenager, watching Shane Hollander show his yoga skills for a lame documentary.

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    Ilya tests Shane's flexibility since he hasn't got the balls to tell him he would like to see him do yoga positions for him

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    10 Jun 2026

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    Well written characterisation + porn

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    “We didn’t kiss.”

    Saying the words felt like a boulder had been lifted off his chest for a few blissful seconds before a whole mountain crashed down to take its place. What the fuck was he thinking? Saying something so pathetic, so needy, so utterly stupid over something so insignificant? Heat flooded his face, a different kind of shame, fresh and hot.

    (or, I was mad that Shane never got any reassurance or apology for the Vegas humiliation ritual and "we didn't even kiss")

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    25 May 2026

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    No serious hockey fan or sports commentator worth their salt would have considered record-breaking Boston superstar Ilya Rozanov to be Shane Hollander’s rival exactly, but sleeping with a man who had a specific offense-related vendetta against him and a wrist shot like a jet engine to back it up was probably ill-advised just the same.

    Or, Shane is a goalie. Ilya can’t score.

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    18 May 2026

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    incredible

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    “Hollander,” he scolds, going to collect Shane’s jeans and underwear to fold them so that the world doesn’t break or something. “What are you doing?”

    “Giving you a new pack, idiot. Take your pants off.”

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    Ilya is being sent back to Russia to take over as Rozanov pack alpha. Unless he can find a new pack first.

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    16 Apr 2026

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    Buck exhales, holding a sob back. His hand shakes over his mouth, and Eddie stays silent. “I used to be homeless, you know.” He sniffs, shaking his head. He can feel Eddie’s gaze on him. “But, Eddie—I can’t be that brave again. I don’t wanna stay at another homeless shelter and get kicked out in the afternoons and go to church because I have no where else to stay and at least they have heating.

    “I just—I need this. I need to stay. Here. I need to stay here, and you need to say that’s okay, because I’m not strong enough to handle that again. ‘M not.”

     

    or: Eddie comes back from Texas, and Buck starts to feel weird about living in his house. For more than one reason.

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    03 Apr 2026

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    homeless buck