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  1. “I have a surprise for you all, if you’ve been good boys and girls.” Ariana gestured across the lawn, where pink X-shaped crosses now dotted the landscape. Handcuffs dangled from the top of each.
    “Two, if we’re being technical. Islanders, please welcome our new bombshells! They will be giving you a very warm welcome. If you’re chosen, that is. Have fun…”

    Shane's wrists pulled against his restraints, heart thudding. A finger ran over his lips, shushing him. Then two hands appeared, tracing his body, warm and firm over his exposed skin. Shane panted, dizzy and delirious. Through the haze, he started smiling. He was straight. He was actually straight. Irrefutably hard as hell for some sexy new bombshell.

    A hand traced Shane’s jaw, almost tender, and their hips pressed together again for just a moment. Shane’s mind stuttered, his own hardness meeting…something else.
    Warm breath wafted into his ear. “I will give you some time to ah, calm down, yes?”
    Shane jerked back, hitting his head against the cross with a loud curse.
    The voice was Russian. Vaguely familiar. And unmistakably male.
     

    ~shane goes on love island. ilya enters as a bombshell. gay chaos ensures. ~

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    2 versions
    AO3:
    #79398191
  2. heavy handed by

    Heated Rivalry (TV)
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    2026-03-21

    “I’m sorry,” Shane chokes, closing his eyes. Rozanov draws his hand, pulling Shane’s with it, to his face and wipes his cheeks.

    “There is nothing to be sorry for, любовь моя, it is okay,” Rozanov murmurs, tugging at Shane’s hair again. Shane exhales, letting him clean his cheeks. “You got overwhelmed, yes? It happens.”

    “I can’t be fucking normal,” Shane says quietly, whining, head falling back, pressing into Rozanov’s hand.

    “No, if you were fucking normal, you would not be my Shane.”

    // shane is a liar, and he's tired of it all. his life falls apart, and he finds that he doesn't actually mind.

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    AO3:
    #81580056
  3. The command had sliced through him like a knife, and Shane had very nearly opened his mouth. It didn’t just paralyse his jaw, his entire body locked up, shock rippling through him. No matter how many comments were made, neither of them had ever been so evil as to order him so directly. Not since- But then Ilya Rozanov had tackled both of them to the ground, flinging his entire body weight at them, skates flying into the air. - AU where Shane just wants to play hockey but biology and shitty teammates make it nearly impossible. Ilya just wants to have some good competition on the ice. They make it work (eventually).

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    8/8
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    AO3:
    #77013786
  4. He has to admit, he feels fucking ridiculous. The sweater isn’t much different from his own. The texture is the same, the fit is the same, but something about it feels entirely wrong. Blasphemous, somehow, like the hockey gods should strike Shane down for even thinking about putting it on. But here he is, pacing around his hotel room, wearing nothing but an Ilya Rozanov Boston Raiders jersey.

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    1/1
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    1
    AO3:
    #78824481
  5. think back to what you said and I turn red, I'm turning red Or: Ilya makes a request of Shane, and by fulfilling it, he learns something new about himself.

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    AO3:
    #76557216