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    Ilya: you work with water snakes

    Shane: They’re ray finned fish actually
    Shane: Not reptiles at all
    Shane: Even aquatic snakes have lungs so they must surface to breathe but eels have gills so no need

    Ilya: okay

    Shane: Sorry I know it’s boring

    Ilya: no is okay

     

    or, hockey player Ilya accidentally texts marine biologist Shane and can't seem to stop

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    06 Jul 2026

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    "I-I'm sorry," he says, "You were sleeping and I— And we have practice tomorrow for the big game."

    "Luca."

    Tears land on Ilya's sweatpants.

    "I'm sorry I made you a-angry, sir."

    Shane presses on the breaks a little harder than he probably should've at a red light.

    "Haasy," Ilya calls as the hand in his hair gets just a touch rougher, pulling him to look upwards. His voice is different and something like a switch clicks in Luca's brain, turning off the permanent noise machine inside it, "Settle. You're good here."

    "I'm sorry, captain."

     

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    Luca Haas has a really bad introduction to BDSM via ex-boyfriend. Married Hollanov are here to help.

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    30 Apr 2026

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    ~Stolen from Ilya-Sweetheart on Tumblr:
    Someone overhears Ilya threatening Shane with releasing an incriminating photo, and the whole league, and Twitter goes wild because this is blackmail!! So, Shane has to post the photo himself to prove that no, Boston captain Ilya Rozanov does not have any evidence or incriminating documents on Shane Hollander. Instead, it’s a picture of Canada's golden boy, hungover, eating McDonald’s for breakfast, flipping off the camera, wearing a Raiders hoodie~

     

    Rozanov stared into Hollander’s eyes for a long beat, his intentions clear in that way Shane understood into the depths of his very cells, that lit that fire in his belly, and made his breath hitch... But he chose to ignore it. “Delete the picture.” The otherwise polite Prince of Hockey, Shane Hollander, said in a low tone between his teeth, in a voice that made the Russian hard in his jeans, and his face broke into his signature crooked grin.
    “Nyet, I will post it online if you are mean to me.” He ran his fingers through the cropped hair on the back of Shane’s head, knowing it would cause his eyes to flutter closed for the briefest of moments, which it did...

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    27 Mar 2026

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    Hanahaki disease is not supposed to happen to actual people, sitting on actual stairwells with sweat cooling on their skin, with an actual game in two days that has a sponsorship contract riding on it. It’s not supposed to happen off-screen, without violins and an audience.
    And it definitely isn’t supposed to happen to the first Asian-Canadian MVP of the National Hockey League.
    Shane curls his fingers slowly around the petal, like if he hides it, if he doesn’t look at it, it might stop being real.

    Or: the one where Shane is one of the lucky few humans in the world predisposed to Hanahaki disease. He copes with it as well as you might expect.

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    01 Jan 2026

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    For the first time in Harry's life, his puppet strings had been cut, but Harry couldn’t remember how to act like a human being.

    But he moved on, and he lived with a burden on his shoulders. He lived a good life, and he had good relationships.

    He was happy, and his only regret came back to him every night in the form of a repetitive dream that he learnt to live with.

    But one day, it wasn't a dream anymore, and Harry found himself back at Hogwarts. His wish had somehow came true, and Harry didn't really know if it was real or not.

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    "Professor McGonagall, Harry is at it again!"

    "Oh god, what is it this time, Mister Weasley?"

    "He is drinking tea with Malfoy by the lake after traumatising Professor Snape with food! Also, he gave me a handful of Lemon Drops. He is having tea with the Headmaster next and refused to help the Quitditch team because his knees hurt."

    "Goddamnit!"

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