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  1. Public Bookmark 45

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    Shane is panicked and locks himself alone into the bathroom to try and deal with it. Ilya is a good husband about it.
    The Ilya is depressed about his bad childhood and misses his mama. Shane is a good husband about it.

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    22 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 72

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    “You heard me. Truth or dare?” Hollander asks, crossing his arms over his chest. His breath ghosts over Ilya's ear, causing a shiver to run up his spine despite the heat inside.

    Ilya is not often surprised. He doesn't like surprises. He is usually the one who is causing chaos around him, bringing a tornado of mayhem with him wherever he goes. If he is the one starting shit then it can't sneak up on him. Then he can't be caught off guard. Can't be caught gaping like he is now, like an idiot.

    He tries to regain what's left of his composure. Save some face, if he ever had any.

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    Or, a bunch of tipsy hockey players play a slightly homoerotic game of Truth or Dare and Ilya becomes very jealous at the idea that Shane has sent nudes to someone who isn't him. Both men proceed to crash out into a spiral of possessiveness and jealousy.

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    21 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 26

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    Luca grew up in foster care, abandoned at birth and forced to grow up too fast. Struggling with depression and searching for love in all the wrong places, he never truly understood what family meant, until he joined the Ottawa Centaurs.

    ⚠️‼️ Trigger warnings for this series ‼️⚠️
    • Self-Harm
    • Grooming
    • Major Depressive Disorder
    Please take care of yourself and do not read if it may cause harm.

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    15 Jun 2026

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    Cliff Marleau suddenly materialises at the table next to Ilya. The girl he was with before is still on the floor, now dancing with some other girls, probably the friends she came here with. “You’re actually here?” He asks, disbelieving.

    “Hello, Ilya. How are you, Ilya. It’s so nice to see you, Ilya.” Ilya responds, sarcasm dripping off every word, sliding his phone back into his pocket.

    “Yeah, yeah, sure. But like, you’re here.” Marleau dismisses him with a wave of his hand, leaning over him to reach for one of the beers. “Thought for sure you’d be with Jane, man.”

    In Ilya’s ear, Shane moans, all drawn out and breathy. “Fuck, Ilya.”

    Ilya smirks at Marleau. “Jane is busy at the moment, Marly.”

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    Ilya is out celebrating a win and he keeps coming up with reasons to stay later and later. The team finds this unusual cause he’d usually be racing to leave to meet up with Montreal Girl™.

    The team’s a little worried thinking Ilya somehow fumbled Montreal Girl™ and agreed to go along with his ideas.

    Meanwhile, Shane’s tied up on the bed with a vibrating buttplug that Ilya’s controlling on his phone.

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    09 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 98

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    Breath seizing, Ilya hovers over the call button and presses on Shane’s name. Fidgeting in front of his locker, he puts the phone to his ear and listens to the ringing. And ringing. And ringing.

    He really doesn’t like this at all.

    The call goes to voicemail. It cuts right through the bone, to his soft center, where it hurts most.

    Clenching his molars, Ilya hangs up and searches for Yuna’s name on his contact list. If any of the guys try to talk, he doesn’t hear them, doesn’t hear anything but the sound of his reeling thoughts.

    Pressing Yuna’s name, he brings the phone to his ear again. She picks up on the second ring.

    “Hey,” Yuna sounds surprised, “what’s up, hon?”

    Loosening his jaw, chest panging, Ilya asks, “hey, have you heard from Shane since game ended?”

    “Uh,” Yuna’s phone switches ears, “no, why?”

    Fuck.

    “Can you check on him?” Ilya tacks on a “please” that comes out desperate.

    A beat of concern passes. “Yeah,” Yuna says, drawing out the word, “can drive over right now. Has he not told you about,” her pause is purposeful, and Ilya knows what it means, “yet?”

    “No,” Ilya says, sick to his core, “I have bad feeling.”

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    05 Jun 2026