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    Ilya smells like chamomile with something spicy underlying it, sweet and earthy and a little like some kind of home. Not overpowering and unbearable, like a lot of other Alphas. He hasn't heard anyone online talking about this, which makes something irrationally possessive inside him feel very sated. Mine.

    There’s a hand grabbing at his collar and pulling him back. “Who fucking taught you how to do that?”

    “Googled it,” Shane hears himself say smugly.

    Or: In fear of his Beta status being a source of dissatisfaction in their not-quite-relationship, Shane consults the internet on how to best keep an Alpha entertained.

    Ilya is beyond confused.

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    22 Mar 2026

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    I’ve called you both in today since there was an incident at recess.”

    Shane leans forward, placing his hands on the desk in front of him.

    “If you say so, but I feel that–”

    Shane's mouth snaps shut when Principal Landry levels him with a glare.

    or, Shane gets called into school when his daughter gets into a fight. however things take a turn for the worse when he meets the other girl's father

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    21 Mar 2026

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    Five Times Ilya Rozanov Got Jealous at the Gym

    And One Time Shane Hollander Did

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    The 5+1 Hollanov fic based on a TikTok video I saw of a cute gay couple sharing a water bottle in the gym.

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    21 Mar 2026

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    “Friendly chats. For years. On Instagram.” Ilya glanced up at Shane, who looked… confused. Truly, honestly confused. Like they’d been sending cordial emails and not Instagram chats. And why did that make Ilya smile? A low, rich laugh slipped from his lips. “You really have no idea?”

    “What?”

    “Instagram is for… chatting, yes?” Ilya waggled his eyebrows. “But also, for, what do you call it? Sliding into DMs?”

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    20 Mar 2026

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    “Holy shit, dude,” Hayden whispers, too loudly, as he pulls Shane away. “No way you were just talking to Ilya Rozanov.”

    “Uh, yeah. We just met. Wait, did he lie to me?” Shane asks, looking back over his shoulder where Ilya is now standing next to a short but very muscular woman with long black hair. “What does he play?”

    Hayden stops, so Shane does too.

    “You don’t know who that was?” 

    Shane makes a face that says ‘no shit’, and waits for an answer. 

    “Dude. You are so innocent. Ilya Rozanov, ‘Russia’s Greatest Love Machine’?” Hayden says, like it’s obvious. 

    Shane looks at him blankly, and then Hayden laughs. Not like, a chuckle. He full on cackles, bending over like he can’t even contain it. “Man, he’s like prolific.”

    “At what?” Shane snaps, because he’s getting really sick of not being in on the joke. 

    “He’s a porn star, man.” 

    “A-” Shane says, swallowing thickly. “What?” 

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    Ilya is a porn star, Shane is a hockey player, and their paths cross.

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    19 Mar 2026