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'This is your own fault you know', the ghostly voice of Herbert West echoed in his head.
'I know', Dan thought back.
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02 May 2026
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“Just-” Ilya starts, intending to tease, the offer of a massage more about getting Hollander back in a more relaxed headspace than anything else, but then the wire-tight tension in the muscles under his fingers registers, and he frowns, pressing testingly before making a noise of disapproval. “Fuck, Hollander, you are secretly doing crime or what?”
“What?” Hollander asks, confused, starting to lift his head before Ilya pushes it back down absently, focused now on feeling out the knots Hollander seems to be completely made of. He’s felt tension in Hollander’s shoulders before, usually during coaxing little squeezes while coaching him through learning how to deep throat, but he’s always written it off as nerves from learning something new.
Now he wonders if Hollander is just nerves, period.
(the "ilya massages shane" fic inspired by hudson saying that playing shane made him sore because he was so tense all the time)
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29 Apr 2026
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“...oh,” his mom says. “Oh, honey, you were seeing someone? You never said anything.”
“It’s-it’s complicated.” He catches the present tense too fucking late to do anything about it, and he barely resists the urge to either groan or slip forward to start beating his head against the coffee table.
Fuck his fucking life.
“You’re still…seeing this person?” His mom asks, and the amount of control he can hear her exerting is almost painful. “Who is-”
“Yuna,” his dad cuts in, voice quiet, “maybe give him a second, yeah?”
Yeah, Shane agrees in his head. Give him a second.
Maybe give him a decade while they’re at it.
(when shane's old fake id falls out of his wallet around his parents, he has to explain that it was to book hotel rooms before he was 21)
(...and then he has to explain why he needed to book those hotel rooms in the first place)
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29 Apr 2026
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“False pretenses.” Shane concludes. “You lied.”
“Maybe a little.” Ilya’s usual smirk is softer at the edges, though Shane can only really see half of it in this light. “I tell him I send flowers to you, thank you for easy win tonight.”
“We lost?” Shane frets. “How bad was it? Who played center while I was out? Tell me it wasn’t fucking-”
“Hollander!” Ilya interrupts. “You are telling me you did not even watch game? Stay here-”
Ilya makes as if to stand, and Shane hastily grabs at his arm to keep him from leaving, has to fight back the initial instinct to sink his teeth into Ilya’s wrist and hold him there like that.
“-I call hospital, tell them ‘Shane Hollander is sleeping in bathtub and does not know hockey score for own team's terrible loss, come quick, bring every doctor’.”
“Nooo, Ilya.” Shane groans, smiling. “Stop it.”
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29 Apr 2026
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Two years after the end of the world-that-wasn’t, Dean and Cas have built something startlingly normal in the Men of Letters bunker — a home. A life. A relationship that’s steady, warm, and finally allowed to exist in the sunlight.
But normal life still comes with surprises.
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- Part 2 of SPN One-shots
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28 Apr 2026