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    It wasn’t fair, because Shane didn’t even do it on purpose. His ignorance was a product of years of repression. They’ve been together for more than a decade, and they’ve fucked, fought, and everything in between — but somehow Shane was still oblivious to the warning signs of his heat. In the days before it came, Shane would pace about the house in a huff; sweat on his brow, gnawing on a candy bar, complaining about a headache, befuddled as to his own state of dysfunction.

    He always smelled like absolute fucking sin too. It took all Ilya had not to drop to Shane’s feet, mouth open, tongue at the ready, and offer his enthusiastic services. Ilya tried to do so, early on in their relationship, but Shane kicked him away like he was a nosy terrier, tsked at and scolded for its eagerness to serve.

    Finicky little omega. Ilya would die for him, truly.

    (Or, the trials and tribulations of Shane Hollander's heat cycle).

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    27 Jul 2026

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    "There in the photo was a young man in a hammock with a serene lake behind him, bathed in an orange sunset. A book was open in his lap and he was smiling up at the camera, easy and relaxed. Ilya didn’t think he’d ever seen anyone look so effortlessly gorgeous in a pair of ratty sweatpants and a bleach-stained t-shirt. He also didn’t think he’d ever find a personal family photo of Shane Hollander, the up-and-coming hockey sensation from Canada who had gone missing in November of 2008, in a thrift shop in Boston."

    Ilya and Shane never met at world juniors because Shane vanished without a trace. Against all logic, he appears almost two years later in Ilya's dreams. Those dreams begin to blur the line between fiction and reality, becoming muddy and impossible to navigate. As Ilya falls in love with a dead man, he finds that he cares less and less about those lines. When the opportunity to solve the mystery and bring closure to Shane's parents presents itself, Ilya must face whatever reality may truly be, even if that means losing the love of his life for good.

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    27 Jul 2026

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    Fate liked to torture him, so Shane looked at Ilya.
    "What do you think?" He asked shyly, much less amused by all this when Ilya stayed quiet. He hasn't spoken a word since Shane left the bathroom. "I think…I think I could grow to like the eyeliner, but…"
    Ilya interrupted him with an unidentifiable sound that left his tight throat. He cleared it, trying to hold himself together.
    "Is nice." He mumbled out. "Pretty dress."
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    In which ilya thinks he's straight, until he sees his gay best friend dressed up in drag as a joke (he gets so hard he almost faints).

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    21 Jul 2026

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    Spring of 2016: Ilya loses a father.

    Summer of 2016: Ilya loses a brother.

    Fall of 2016: Ilya gains a daughter, a lover, and a friend.

    Or: another "what if Ilya gained custody of his niece" fic.

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    15 Jul 2026

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    Hayden gets up to move and pats Shane's shoulder on his way out. “Remember the party we're having at our place on Friday, okay?”

    Shane calls out an “okay” just as the front door slams shut behind him.

    He sets his bag down in his room before going to grab a can of coke—Hayden buys them and then ends up drinking Shane's stuff anyway—and walks into the room now occupied by a stranger.

    “Hey,” he calls out to the half hidden figure inside the closet as he sets down the coke on the new desk next to the door. “I don't know if you like coke but I brought you one. I'm Shane by the way.”

    The face that peeks out from behind the closet door makes Shane's eyes widen.

    Holy shit.

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    13 Jul 2026