Iclare
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Lucas gets kidnapped. Wyatt rescues him.
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Four Love Songs by Iclare
Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue (2023), Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston
27 Aug 2023
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Enemies to Friends to Lovers to More
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4 short stories of how a Prince and the First Son took care of each other and fell in love.
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Into The Ground by Iclare
Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue (2023), Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston
20 Aug 2023
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Knowing that they don’t have much time together, Henry doesn’t want to waste a second with Alex. His body, however, has other ideas.
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Henry gets sick and Alex plays doctor
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Roy loved the night. Yes he was usually more of an early bird getting up for training but sometimes, he relished lying in bed in the dark in the early hours of the morning. Nobody expected anything from him. He could be his own person with his own thoughts in his own home. And currently he was filled with his own furious thoughts in his own bed in his own home with his own Jamie Tartt.
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Jamie gets hurt, goes to his boyfriend.
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The first time Roy says ‘I love you.’
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‘I try to love my father for who he is. And forgive him for who he isn’t.’
That was the last time he listened to advice from Higgins. It must be Jamie’s lot in life to try to do the right thing and be knocked down because of it.
His father wasn’t always an asshole. Sometimes he could be borderline alright. When he wasn’t drinking of course. Which was rare.
So he’s arranged to meet him for a drink. 1 drink. He could handle that, right?
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“You’re…” His voice goes low, almost stunned. “Hard again?”
Shane leans up just enough to press a shaky kiss to Ilya’s mouth—soft, desperate, clinging. “Never—” he whispers against his lips, “I never went soft.”
or Shane in subspace for the first time. (and he cums three times just because)
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30 Nov 2025
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Ilya doesn’t stop. “There you go, Hollander,” he says as he continues to stroke, even when there’s only small little dribble coming out of Shane’s dick, even when he’s squirming on the chair and his body is trying to move away from the touch, overstimulated by it all. “You are the best player in the world,” Ilya says, his eyes fixed on Shane’s face with wide eyes like he can’t believe what he’s seeing, “The best hockey player,” he says as he turns his hand so his palm is up towards him and Shane’s cock can now rest on top of it. “Give me one more,” he tell him.
OR : c'mon Hollander, prove to Rozanov that you're the best ;)
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28 Nov 2025
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now you're mine (they can wait) by theoneiam2277
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
20 Nov 2025
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"They're all going to know," Shane protests, blushing and struggling lightly against Ilya's grip.
But he's not really trying to get away, so Ilya shuts and locks the bathroom door behind them, pressing his husband up against it firmly.
"No, they will not." Nobody had seen them come this way. Ilya kisses Shane, desperate and rough, like he's wanted to since the game ended and Shane looked his way, triumphant victory on his face before Haas crashed into him for a celebratory hug. Shane is gorgeous like that, drunk on victory on the ice, sweaty and happy. When Ilya pulls away, Shane is breathless and his mouth is red and wet. "Not if you are nice and quiet."
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27 Nov 2025
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Ilya reaches into his pants’ pocket and pulls something out. Shane flushes. Ilya is holding a butt plug. Shane looks down at the object before looking into his husband’s face, “You want me to wear that tonight? Are you crazy?”
(Or: Ilya proposes an interesting idea to Shane as they prepare to attend the 2022 NHL Awards.)
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- Part 2 of future hollanov fics
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27 Nov 2025
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parental advisory by cutshot, lovecommahannah
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
22 Nov 2025
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“I want one,” he blurts before he can stop himself.
Ilya blinks. “A baby?”
Shane’s face burns. He can feel it creeping up his neck, warming his cheeks, hot and humiliating. He has been scrambling for a way out, not realising he was only digging himself even deeper. There is no way he can laugh this off anymore, he knows. Not a single chance of escape, but because his body betrays him—his hand drifts down, fingertips brushing over his stomach as if the mere thought alone could make sense if Ilya could see where he would go. “Yeah,” he whispers. “In here.”
Where there is a will, there is a way. Or so they say.
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27 Nov 2025