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    Ilya glances at Shane, at the way the dying light is catching in his hair, refracting. At that spiderlily mouth, slightly open and curling coyly, two teeth peeked through the dark gap like an American Girl doll. At that shoulder, bare and pale and close enough to touch if Ilya just leaned forward, if he just reached out and took another liberty.

    To touch another person is to say: I know you will die, and I am doing this anyway.

    His mother used to say something like this. About painting.

    Every portrait is an act of faith, Ilyushenka. Faith and futility both.

    contrary to personal preference, ilya gets a roommate.

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    11 Jan 2026

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    genuinely so beautiful oh my heart

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    "You have to come to the locker room. Now."

    Shane frowns. Holds up his notebook. "I'm busy."

    "Forget that, man. It's all over the news. Ilya Rozanov has just defected from the Soviet Union."

    Red Army superstar Ilya Rozanov defects from the Soviet Union. A Cold War-era hockey au

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    09 Jan 2026

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    the fic of all time i'm gonna be sick oh my god. I CANT BREATHE

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    “Ilya Rozanov,” Shane repeats slowly, letting himself taste the words. He grins. “Wow. You’re, like, a really good player. How come you’re in Canada for summer camp? Is that weird to ask? Sorry if that’s weird. I just meant-”

    Shane is cut off by a hand on his mouth. He flushes.

    “Too fast,” Ilya says. “My English… not good.”

    “Sorry,” Shane mumbles into Ilya’s hand. Ilya grins and shakes his head, curls dancing, as he pulls his hand away.

    “Is okay. Slow words. Okay?”

    This year marks thirteen year Shane Hollander's third summer at Coach Marakov's elite hockey training camp. In attendance for the first time: Ilya Rozanov, visiting from Russia. Shane isn't the most sociable, and Ilya's English isn't the greatest, yet the unlikely duo soon become the best of friends.

    It's just one summer, but it makes a world of difference.

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    03 Jan 2026

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    so sweet 😭💘💘💘💘

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    Ilya calls Shane "boring". It's a joke, it has been for years. One night, alone in bed while his husband is out partying, Shane wonders if it could be more than that.

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    03 Jan 2026

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    aaoouuuuhhughhgh my chest

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    Shane Hollander is an alpha, and to the rest of the world, so is Ilya Rozanov.

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    28 Dec 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    incomplete as of rn but i just Know i'll be bookmarking anyway. it's already a masterpiece