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    Shane's first mistake was going to talk to Ilya Rozanov before their game. His second was immediately, stupidly, meeting the eyes of Rozanov’s very much dead mother hovering at his side.

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    12 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 80

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    Hollander makes a strange little noise, half a laugh. “I jus’ got back to my room. I fucked someone.” Another blurry laugh, before Ilya’s fully processed the words. “No, no. Someone fucked me.”

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    Shane drunkenly calls Ilya after sleeping with someone else in Mexico. Ilya yearns and makes a tuna melt.

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    09 Mar 2026

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    Ilya is in Russia when the FanMail video leaks. Fucking Brad.

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    Shane and Hayden bestieism
    A Russian lesbian, her nb partner and the worlds worst European roadtrip in a shitty car
    Svetlana being the friend we all deserve

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    04 Feb 2026

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    A series of social media/epistolary fic exploring the world Shane and Ilya live in post The Long Game. Written before Unrivaled!

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    29 Jan 2026

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    The doorbell rings just as Shane is finishing brushing his teeth – the first thing they rose to do, because he wants to kiss Ilya good morning – and he and Ilya exchange a confused look in the bathroom mirror. It's barely dawn, and Ilya's curls are adorably tousled from sleep as he scratches his ribs lazily, toothbrush dangling from the corner of his mouth. 

    Shane hesitates, then rinses his toothpaste out and runs a hand through his hair. "Fuck, it's probably anti-doping."

    No one else would be here at this hour – unless it's an emergency.

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    24 Jan 2026