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After a busy day, Shane gets overstimulated at a Centaurs party. Ilya helps him.
“Do you want to tell me what happened, moy lyubimyy?”
Shane leans forward until his forehead rests in the space between Ilya’s neck and shoulder.
“Just a lot,” he mumbles. “Smells. Noise. Too much.”
“Busy day, hmm? Good thing we have a break now. We can do whatever you want next two days. We can do it all of the next two days. Make the team jealous.”
He waggles his eyebrows even though Shane can’t see. But Shane doesn’t smile or huff. He just presses harder into Ilya’s shoulder, ducking his head like he wants to hide.
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the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-12
There hadn’t been a whole lot of tape, back then, not on a bunch of kids who were likely to get chewed up and spit out by the KHL, but Rozanov was a special case – his agent had clearly known his aim was for North American leagues, and there’d been a few tapes leaked here and there of the fourteen, fifteen, sixteen year old phenom who had more trick plays up his sleeve than Yuna, personally, thought was true hockey. The video of his spin on the Michigan had made the rounds in David’s McGill email chain, and Yuna had tipped her chin up and sworn up and down he’d be a one-trick pony who’d be flat on his ass the first time he tried that shit in the pros.
Shane had downloaded the video to his desktop and studied the tape like he did old games of Scott Hunter.
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Yuna Hollander works through years of memories in attempt to discover when she should have known her son didn't trust her with all of himself.
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