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    “No vodka?” Rozanov asks, tsking in disapproval but looking amused. “What then? What does the great Shane Hollander want when he does a good job? What is your vice, Hollander?”

    “Hmmmm, mangoes,” Shane sighs out wistfully. It’s not a dangerous allergy for him, but it does mean being itchy and sometimes a little queasy for a couple of days after. Really he knows that he should probably avoid them altogether, but with every other restriction he has and with how controlled he is with his life even outside of that, it’s his one little indulgence, a pressure-relief valve of one bad choice to let some steam off at the end of a season, when he carves out time in his cottage when he can make his annual bad choice and enjoy a few days of wild mango madness before he makes himself buckle back into the restraints he usually keeps his life in.

    He looks up when he hears Rozanov snort.

    “Mangoes?” Rozanov repeats, tugging his shirt over his head. “Really?”

    “They’re good,” Shane defends. “Better than vodka,” he adds, pointedly.

    (shane has food allergies but makes an exception for mangoes) (5 times ilya didn't find out about this allergy and 1 time he did)

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    23 Aug 2026

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    “I don't know about you guys. I'm having a date after the game.” He sighs.

    “Another one of those blind dates J.J. and Hayden keep trying to set you up with?” Ilya snickers. “And who is the lucky girl this time?” He asks, mockingly.

    “It's not a girl,” Shane replies.

    The hands caressing him stop moving. Shane looks at him, curious as Ilya turns his gaze slowly at Shane, unblinkingly. He seems completely serious, in a way Shane hasn't seen before, not even when they're playing hockey.

    “What?” Ilya finally asks.

     
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    J.J. and Hayden decide their life's mission is to find Shane a girlfriend. When their captain comes out to them, plans change. Ilya Rozanov, his arch-rival and secret casual situationship, is not happy about it.

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    22 Aug 2026

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    "If you need a cat, and you deserve a cat, the universe will make sure that a cat finds you. That's the Cat Distribution System at work," the woman explains.

    "But I don't need a cat," Shane says, baffled.

    "Are you sure?" the bearded guy says, looking down at the box, where Shane is still stroking the kitten's head.

    "Yes?" Shane says, frowning as the kitten rubs its small, bewhiskered cheek against his finger.


    Shane finds a stray kitten; Ilya not so slowly loses his mind.

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    22 Aug 2026

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    “-moya rybka, I am sorry, sweet girl-” Ilya is saying, on his knees in the middle of their living room and patting the rug near him with what looks like devastation on his face as Anya continues to ignore him, curled up on Shane’s lap instead. Fresh off of several stacked events to fit them into a weekend–because Shane’s mom is nothing if not efficient when it comes to the deals she makes–Ilya got home only a few minutes ago, still in the outfit he’d left his Buzzfeed puppy interview in, which Anya had clearly not appreciated, sniffing him suspiciously after her initial excited greeting and then retreating to Shane immediately when he patted his thigh in welcome.

    Shane is trying not to be obviously enjoying Ilya’s turmoil as much as he is, shifting Anya to lay on her back like a baby in one arm and cooing at her.

    “I know, huh? Papa left and played with who knows how many other dogs, and the whole time you were here missing him. I bet he wasn’t even thinking about you, huh?”

    “Hollander!” Ilya says, sounding scandalized. “Do not tell her that! Is not true!”

    (collection of standalone fics/ficlets prompted by my own tumblr posts) (will update as inspiration strikes)

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    21 Aug 2026

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    “No, I guess not,” Stiles shakes his head distractedly, “What’s this about anyway?” What was it about? Had his dad called and complained about his attitude over the phone? Technically it was made from a work station but it was a personal phone call. He can’t get in trouble for that right? Then Stiles thought about how his stand in boss had mentioned Derek. Derek who is in Beacon Hills right now. Within driving distance of his father. All alone. Without his scrawny, children’s book comparison of a husband to defend him. Stiles felt his heart sink with dread. What had his dad done?

    “Everyone get your go bags, we’re heading to Beacon Hills,”
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    Derek and Stiles are married and work for the FBI, with Scott, Stiles best friend and Derek’s brother.
    Stiles has always struggled with his father hating Derek, but he never thought it would culminate in the man arresting Derek for several murders. Stiles and Scott have to take the team to their home now and see if they can not only free Derek, but also catch a killer, and do it before anyone else gets hurt… they can’t do all three.

    Sheriff is not awesome. Like he was, but now he sucks. Seriously it’s so worth a read but don’t expect to love the sheriff.

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    13 Aug 2026