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    26 Apr 2026

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    oh, this is warm and wonderful and luminous and loving

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    “Can’t hang out tonight, Hayd. I have plans.”

    “Bullshit,” Hayden responds. “You never have plans.”

    Objectively, this used to be true. Nowadays Shane has many, many plans, between his nightly plans to look at Ilya’s penis through Skype and his various long-term plans laid out helpfully in his notebook, Canva (For Ilya’s sake. He is a visual learner), and more recently, Excel. Shane loves that excel sheet. He’s colour coded it.

     

    In 2017, Shane Hollander spirals and proposes to his boyfriend of 4 days (or 7 years, or 9 years, or not his boyfriend at all, depending on how you look at it), which leads to a lot of plans, weird theories in the Montreal Voyageur locker room, some Twitter drama, and Ilya Rozanov entering his WAG era.

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    25 Apr 2026

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    Shane lifts one eyelid again to look at Rozanov. His eyes are red-rimmed. Like he’s been crying. “Why…why aren’t you in Boston?”

    Rozanov’s brow furrows. “Why would I be in Boston?”

    “You, you’re captain. Raiders. Boston.”

    The room is silent except for the beeping of monitors.

    In 2023, Shane takes a bad hit on the ice. When he wakes up, the last thing he remembers is a tuna melt.

    There’s a lot to get used to.

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    24 Apr 2026

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    loved this

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    Everything Shane has ever done has resulted in something else. People would call that karma, or physics, but Shane knows better. There are moments he’s sure he has the ability to control everything with a right or wrong thought. And there are moments of clarity where he knows this isn’t true.

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    22 Apr 2026

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    unfathomable. truly, truly wild. amazing. aching. painful. gorgeous.

    He can feel the tears soaking his face as Ilya starts fucking into him with his whole self, Shane is the safest he’s ever been. His head swims with a peaceful nothingness. If he feels himself drooling, it no longer matters. It’s no longer disgusting. There is no disgust where he lives, joined to Ilya, dissolving into him.

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    So much of their conversations are Ilya waiting for an answer, and getting the one he had already predicted. Shane likes that he still waits.

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    Shane and Ilya had mutually agreed to keep their whatever-they’re-doing out of Sochi. It was an easy decision to make: this was bigger than any MLH rivalry and definitely bigger than a few hotel hook-ups. There was no room for distractions, not with Olympic gold on the line.

    So it’d be really fucking great if their daemons could get on the same page and stop trying to cause an international fucking incident.

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    19 Apr 2026

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    i am losing my mind. i am rending my clothes. i am climbing onto my roof and screaming at the top of my lungs. this fic... this fic!! it is so gorgeous, so blisteringly insightful. the daemon world building is so rich and layered, and ren and sima's personalities are so well-defined and honest. and oh, oh, the amount of aching, perfect character analysis that comes out of having these external souls... it's astonishing. it's perfect. the ilya of it all, in particular, bowled me over without warning and without mercy, just: ow. and also: yes.

    ALSOOOOO the way shane touching sima felt warm and golden, and ilya touching ren felt icy cold and free.... the way shane's love is rooted in honesty and ilya's in protection.... im gonna lose it, possibly, definitely.

    what an absolute, utter joy to read. i would give anything to read this again for the first time; i am already so excited for my first reread. what a joy.

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    It’s Rozanov. And Shane just wants—he’ll figure that part out later, alright. The wanting is enough to justify the reaching. It always has been so far.

    He supposes he is lucky in that regard, but only the kind of lucky that people who survive shipwrecks are: fortunate but ruined all the same.

    Ilya should probably warn Hollander about the way he loves, just in case. His love is the deep, prevailing kind. Buyer beware. / Everything, he wants to say. He wants to say, I think I am afraid of everything, all the time.