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In one world, there were the Strong boys.
In another, they go by a different name. Born from different queen. Sired from a different knight.
It's a tale as old as time. But are all songs sung with the same tune?
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In which, Princess Rhaenyra's children are all trueborn. Queen Alicent Hightower's... are not.- Language:
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19 Jul 2026
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bedtime stories by weeb_grass
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
14 Jul 2026
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Ilya rubs at his nose, thumb hovering over the text screen as he thinks of the least-weird way he can offer what he’d like to offer. In the end, he settles for straightforwardness. Shane’s never complained about how seemingly blunt he is before, he doesn’t think he’ll start now.
Lily: I could read it to you
Lily: If you’d like
Or: Shane can't read before bed after getting hit during the Boston game. It gives him a headache. Ilya volunteers his voice.
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18 Jul 2026
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June 27, 2015 at 10:00 AM
Hi, this is Ilya. I will never listen to your voicemail.
Hi, I’m Ilya and I’ll never listen to your voicemail. I fucking know you won’t. You’re so annoying sometimes, you know that? Always starting shit, even with your fucking voicemail message. Who does that? I’m so mad at you. For this, for blocking me, for talking to me in the first place, for Vegas, for—for. God, what am I even saying? This is crazy.
I’m still mad at you, though. I don’t care. Bye.
or: shane leaves voicemails for ilya throughout the summer.
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16 Jul 2026
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“...oh,” his mom says. “Oh, honey, you were seeing someone? You never said anything.”
“It’s-it’s complicated.” He catches the present tense too fucking late to do anything about it, and he barely resists the urge to either groan or slip forward to start beating his head against the coffee table.
Fuck his fucking life.
“You’re still…seeing this person?” His mom asks, and the amount of control he can hear her exerting is almost painful. “Who is-”
“Yuna,” his dad cuts in, voice quiet, “maybe give him a second, yeah?”
Yeah, Shane agrees in his head. Give him a second.
Maybe give him a decade while they’re at it.
(when shane's old fake id falls out of his wallet around his parents, he has to explain that it was to book hotel rooms before he was 21)
(...and then he has to explain why he needed to book those hotel rooms in the first place)
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11 Jul 2026
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Cocaine was somehow everywhere in Shane’s life, at every party, in every pre-season lecture from coaches, in every post-season warning, every wild story the guys told to tempt the rookies into pleasure and scare them into line. And yet, Shane didn’t actually know much about it. He was too chicken, too prudish, maybe. He thought he was too good to ever need to know. Maybe Rozanov was right.
“Okay.” Ilya’s agreement startled Shane from his thoughts. “My Jane… she is good lay, mm? The best, maybe. And she doesn’t like coke, not even for fun. So, I will not do it. One year. To prove a point and keep her happy. I do not have addiction problem, so will be easy-peazy. And when I win, I will get whatever I want. Okay?”
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Or, my Shane and Ilya cocaine thesis
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11 Jul 2026