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    What if Scott Hunter was waiting for an elevator in Vegas?

    What if Shane and Ilya had an emotional support Old Man and his Art History Twink?

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    07 May 2026

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    “Please,” he says finally, voice breaking as he gives in. “Fuck, please, Rozanov, I’m gonna—”

    Rozanov pulls all the way back, mouth releasing his cock with a noise that makes Shane’s hips rock up into nothing.

    “Rozanov,” he begs again.

    “Hmm?” Rozanov asks, kissing Shane’s shaking thigh gently. “You need something?”

    “You— fuck— you said I could come,” Shane says, trying to keep the accusatory note out of his voice.

    “Mhm. When you say my name, yes?”

    “I did!” Shane insists, just a hint of a whine in his tone now. Rozanov smirks at him.

    “Oh, sweetheart,” he says. “My first name.”

    OR:

    Ilya does something a little different on tuna melt day.

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    06 May 2026

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    At eleven years old Ilya Rozanov's class is given an assignment:

    They will be randomly paired with a student at another school in Canada via email. In order to get full credit on the assignment, they must send at least five emails back and forth and gather enough information to write their project.

    After seven years, Ilya is pretty sure he's done enough for 100%

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    Shane and Ilya sending emails throughout the years. What happens when they meet?

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    22 Apr 2026

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    A handsome, panicked face swims into view, and Ilya isn’t sure, but he thinks the man is calling his name.

    “…ya – hey! There you are,” the stranger says shakily, one strong hand clutching Ilya’s face. “Fuck, Ilya, you’ve gotta stay awake, okay? They’re coming, just hold on. I’m here.”

    He’s ethereal under the stadium light. It falls like white water over his dark, messy halo of hair, caresses the edges of his tensed jaw and the anguish etched into his face, outlines the curve of his full, trembling lips as he looks down at Ilya, trying to hold Ilya’s gaze with his own.

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    02 Apr 2026

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    WHOOPS Part 2:

    Ilya's standing in the center of the set, under lights bright enough to count as a fucking war crime from the way they make his head pound, wearing his full lower gear - pads, pants, skates - and absolutely nothing else from the waist up except for approximately five million dollars worth of diamonds draped around his neck like he's some kind of feral Russian soocialite. Which Shane supposes he kinda was, in a previous life.

    There's fake blood trickling from his nose. Artfully smudged across his upper lip. Someone's mussed his hair just right, that perfect post-fight chaos that makes him look dangerous and untouchable and so stupidly hot that Shane wants to bite something.

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    11 Mar 2026