MyImpossibleGirl



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    Hi. This is Ilya. I will never listen to your voicemail.

    The greeting wasn’t a joke or an exaggeration—it was the truth. Shane leaves messages anyway, confessions to a digital void that will never judge him, and never push him away.

    At least, that’s what he thinks.

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    13 Jan 2026

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    Ilya was going to murder him.

    He should have just corrected Scott. Should have said, "No, that's my best friend, we grew up together." Simple. But instead he'd agreed to bring his nonexistent boyfriend on the trip like an idiot.

    How was he going to talk Ilya into this?

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    The one where Shane accidentally lets his coworkers assume Ilya is his boyfriend and instead of telling them the truth, he convinces Ilya to play along for the weekend.

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    11 Jan 2026

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    “Holy shit, dude,” Hayden whispers, too loudly, as he pulls Shane away. “No way you were just talking to Ilya Rozanov.”

    “Uh, yeah. We just met. Wait, did he lie to me?” Shane asks, looking back over his shoulder where Ilya is now standing next to a short but very muscular woman with long black hair. “What does he play?”

    Hayden stops, so Shane does too.

    “You don’t know who that was?” 

    Shane makes a face that says ‘no shit’, and waits for an answer. 

    “Dude. You are so innocent. Ilya Rozanov, ‘Russia’s Greatest Love Machine’?” Hayden says, like it’s obvious. 

    Shane looks at him blankly, and then Hayden laughs. Not like, a chuckle. He full on cackles, bending over like he can’t even contain it. “Man, he’s like prolific.”

    “At what?” Shane snaps, because he’s getting really sick of not being in on the joke. 

    “He’s a porn star, man.” 

    “A-” Shane says, swallowing thickly. “What?” 

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    Ilya is a porn star, Shane is a hockey player, and their paths cross.

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    08 Jan 2026

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    The year is 2184.

    An asteroid 60 kilometres wide is on a collision path with the Earth.

    As a last-ditch effort to save humanity, the EEU (Eastern European Union) launches four cosmonauts each carrying 300 embryos into space.

    Only one makes it off planet alive.

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    Or: A speedrun Heated Rivalry retelling.

    In space.

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    08 Jan 2026

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    "You will bend for me many times, I think, before this production is over."

    Shane means to say no. He means to tell Ilya Rozanov—arrogant Bolshoi principal dancer and professional pain in his ass—to fuck off and stop moving set pieces without permission. Instead, he ends up on his knees in a dressing room, which is definitely not how the Royal Winnipeg Ballet’s stage manager is supposed to handle conflict resolution.

    Three weeks until opening night. One impossible rivalry. And absolutely no way this ends well.

    or: Ilya comes to Winnipeg for The Nutcracker. Shane tries very hard to hate him. The mind-blowing hate-sex doesn’t help.

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    05 Jan 2026

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    The ANGST the YEARNING the SUPPRESSION OF ALL PASSION OH MY