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    “What am I supposed to do if I can’t make a nest that feels right?” Jeremy asked.

    “You have time to practice," Laila said. "They told you it would take a while for everything to leave your system, right? So you have time until your heat comes.”

    “Yeah, I know, but I feel like it’s not going to be any easier then either.”

    “I’ll just have to show you what to do. Why don't you hire someone to build you one for now?”

    “Like pay someone to make a nest for me? Isn’t that a little weird?”

    When Jeremy Knox presented as an omega, he was forced onto blockers and suppressants and told to pretend he was a beta.

     

    Now that he's moved out of his mother's house and living on his own, he has to figure out how to live as an omega. That includes how to build a nest before his heat shows up. Jeremy listens to Laila's suggestion to hire someone to build one for him, but when that someone turns out to be a tall, handsome alpha named Jean, Jeremy ends up with more than he bargained for.

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    20 Jul 2026

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    "You have not been with an alpha in rut," Jean says, so desperately that Jeremy aches. "You do not know what they are like, what they're capable of. You do not—"

    "I've been with alphas in rut," Jeremy interrupts, and flushes, when he realizes what he just admitted to, when he sees the way Jean goes still as stone to blink at him. "And even the nastiest ones were kinder than you think. An alpha's instincts aren't just to take and mount and bite and breed. They're also to protect. To provide.

    Or, Jean has his first rut. He and Jeremy have very different ideas on how he’ll act.

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    07 Jul 2026

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    Just falling in love.

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    01 Jul 2026

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    As it turns out, being roommates with your ex-friend-with-benefits complicates things. Especially when you keep breaking your own rules.

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    25 Jun 2026

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    Jean Moreau was no stranger to madness. He faced the insanity and follies of humanity and endured their violent consequences without succumbing to madness himself. Repeatedly, delusions of grandeur and psychotic complexes struck him like waves crashing against a rock, but Jean remained, though unstable, sane. He bent—sometimes beyond what he thought he could handle—but never broke, and considered himself immune to the siren song that compelled stupid people to do stupid shit for stupid reasons.
    So when Jean found himself going to a frat party for the simple and exclusive reason that Jeremy Knox would also be there, that right to brag vanished like a snowflake in the sun.
    How unbecoming.
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    Jean goes to his first frat party and is mad jealous of Jeremy hooking up with strangers.

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    20 Jun 2026

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    “I think he’ll come to you,” she concludes. “Each person experiences attraction and sexuality in a unique way. It is possible there’s a kind of fear there, something foreign and unfamiliar to him.”

    Andrew mulls this over in his head. He thinks of Neil’s lingering gazes, of the recent reappearance of that warm blush on the tops of his cheeks. He considers, also, the inherent vulnerability of allowing oneself to be desired, and the shamelessness of desiring another. It’d make sense that Neil, both rabbit and fox, immense in his attempts to make himself minuscule, would be wary of something so terrifying.

     

    Alternatively: On Neil Josten’s apprehension regarding his own attraction to Andrew Minyard, told by Andrew’s increasingly flustered and consistently perplexed point of view.

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    20 Jun 2026

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    “Hello,” Neil says. “I don't remember what you taste like.”
    Andrew digs his hand into Neil's hair, holding him in place by the back of his head. He scans his face, the jagged scars, the flush barely visible beneath the warmth of his tan.
    “Careful,” he says, voice low. “It almost sounds like you missed me.”

     

    Alternatively: pro exy players Andrew Minyard and Neil Josten do it nasty style in a hotel room at an undisclosed location.

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    19 Jun 2026

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    16 Jun 2026

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    Neil wasn't surprised in the least to find a grown — but short — man laying down in the empty stall, not with the way Katana was dancin' in her own. He was, however, surprised to see the man was naked as the day he was born, and brandishing a hoof pick like a knife out in front of him. Pallid and sweating, he looked like he done fell face-down in a sticker patch and run over by cows. Neil stared at him, unbothered, and the man said raggedly, "Back the hell up. I will hurt you."

    Neil snorted. "Not like that, you won't," he answered. "You mean to cause any trouble?" Neil asked him, eyeing him critically. "Or you just need some hair'a the dog 'fore I call someone to come collect your sorry ass?"

    The man glared up at Neil, but Neil didn't back down. "I could stab you right now," the man threatened, but his tone was sullen, almost chastened. Neil snorted again and the man shifted and winced. "Just give me a minute," he said eventually.

    "Sure," Neil nodded. "You take your time. But touch any of my critters or my kids, and I'll shoot you dead, you hear me?"

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    18 May 2026

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    “Have you considered the possibility that Neil has chosen you, but believes you have not chosen him?” Renee says. "Have you ever explicitly told him what you want?”

    “Neil knows what I want,” Andrew snaps. This is not Andrew’s fault.

    “How do you know?”

    Because Neil always knows. He is as fluent in Andrew’s micro-expressions as he is in German and French. He knows which head tilts mean “go on” and which ones mean “shut up.” Without ever asking, he learned what it meant to see Andrew wearing double layers of long sleeves, or taking multiple showers in a day, and learned to hand Andrew the car keys.

    That has always been the most terrifying thing about Neil — his patience to wait, watch, listen, learn. The prospect that if Neil were given enough time, there would be no part of Andrew that was just Andrew’s anymore.

    “He has to know,” Andrew says.

    “Does he?” Renee says. “Have you ever known Neil to assume that he is wanted?”

    Five times Neil tells someone that he and Andrew aren’t dating, and one time Andrew uses his words to set the record straight.

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    20 Apr 2026

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    “Is my favourite thing.” Ilya murmurs.

    The rain has started to slow down a little. Barely any lightning strikes anymore. Soon, the sky will clear.

    “What is?” Shane asks.

    Ilya brings their joined hands up to his face and presses a small, tired smile to the back of Shane’s hand. “You and me.”

    (or: they’re best friends who go on a roadtrip together.)

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    10 Apr 2026

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    Set after season 1.
    Shane and Ilya try this dating thing for real.
    Slice-of-life explorations on sex, rivalry, and looove.

    Now complete!

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    31 Mar 2026

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    Shane finds himself nodding, says “I know” before he can think further about it because Shane has never been good at reading people, and he wonders in that moment if Ilya is afflicted the same by this, the way they fuck.

    Afflicted by the questions that they never let out-

    How the fuck does it feel this fucking good?

    How does it feel this fucking good every time?

    Why is it you who does this to me?

    The worst one of all, Shane thinks, this is why I can’t stop doing it. It’s too fucking good.

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    Somewhere in 2014-16, one of the times they fuck that we didn't see in the montage.

    (Alternatively titled: Athletes having athletic sex, someones got to get a leg cramp at some point)

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    29 Mar 2026

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    For one, singular, blissful moment, nothing is wrong when Ilya wakes up.

    And then the bubble pops.

    With something less like a pinprick and more like a gunshot.

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    After Ilya is outed he has to deal with being the only openly queer player in the league, being Russian, and being in love with Hollander even after he ran away all at once. It sucks. He does it anyway.

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    29 Mar 2026

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    "Always like this." Ilya doesn't know the best way to put this. English words clunky on his tongue. "Pretty eyes fill up with tears for me."

    Shane's lips part in surprise. Ilya wants to push a finger between them, watch his cheeks hollow out around it, but Shane recovers quickly, mouth flattening before Ilya has a chance.

    "It's—it's a normal response," he says, defensive. "Sometimes peoples' eyes water because of, because of the stimulation." Shane winces. "Or… you know what I mean."

    "Oh, yes." Ilya grins. "The stimulation makes all parts of you wet."

    "Oh, god, Rozanov. That's gross."

    ———
    Ilya's obsessed with seeing Shane cry.

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    24 Mar 2026

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    Ilya was just making a suggestion. A selfless one, really. If Shane wanted to sleep with other people, he didn’t think it was fair to try to stop him.

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    16 Mar 2026

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  17. Public Bookmark 59

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    "I know you're here, little witch." He calls out, singsong-y and light.

    "I don't know why you are here. I didn't do anything wrong." Shane calls back.

    (Or, Alternatively, witch Shane/witch hunter Ilya pwp)

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    15 Mar 2026

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    “Don’t go,” Ilya manages to choke out, burying his face under Shane’s chin and squeezing his eyes shut. He inhales sharply, pressing his nose deeper into Shane’s throat to breathe in his scent. Right now, it’s Ilya’s body soap, vanilla and spice, masked under salt and skin. He inhales it like it's his own personal supply of air, what he needs to extinguish the burning in his lungs.

    “Ilya,” Shane says, voice urgent, “you’re shaking, I—your breathing’s too fast—” He tries to pull back, needs to see Ilya’s face, needs to see what’s wrong, but Ilya just shakes his head and clings tighter.

    “Please don’t go, Shane,” Ilya whispers, pleading. I’m sorry, please don’t go, don’t go—  

    OR: ilya and shane accidentally recreate the tuna-melt day, and ilya realizes just how much old wounds hurt.

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    15 Mar 2026

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    “He was fucking all over you,” Shane growls, fire raging at a very specific point in his chest now.

    Ilya’s amused smile is fucking diesel.

    “You jealous, Hollander?”

    Shane scoffs, which isn’t much of a helpful response. So instead, he catches Ilya by surprise and shoves him against the wall, choosing his words carefully.

    “I’m not jealous, because I know exactly who you belong to. But do you?”

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    14 Mar 2026

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    “Your space is nice,” Hollander whispers back, leaning in, breath warm against Ilya’s chest. “Smells like mint.”

    Ilya stops breathing.

    Hollander’s eyes are half-lidded, dazed, soft in a way Ilya has never seen. “Ilya,” he murmurs.

    And Ilya nearly chokes. The first name. His actual first name. Whispered like something intimate. Sacred. They’ve never called each other by their first name. Always Hollander. Always Rozanov. Ilya is so stunned he almost doesn’t process the next words, almost can’t translate them despite living in the States for almost four years now.

    or: ilya is spiraling about what his roomate could be doing on a random tuesday night. he's not prepared when the night takes an unexpected turn.

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    02 Mar 2026

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