Vellichorisatis



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    08 May 2026

  2. Rec *

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    When he presses the button on the doorbell, he hears the digitally-produced ding-dong echo from inside. There is a tiny box halfway up the adjacent wall that immediately beeps and emits Shane’s voice.
    “Hey, you can just leave it on the step, thanks.”
    Ilya presses his nose into the digital doorbell, which he knows to also contain a camera, and says, “Shane.”
    A pause.
    “What the fuck.”
    A brief cacophony of noise that Ilya can hear even from outside the house. The multiple successive thumps of something falling, Shane swearing loudly and the sound of what can only be a hockey game being paused on the television.
    He opens the door to reveal that he is nap-rumpled, wearing two pairs of socks and carrying a child in his arms. The only really surprising part is that the socks don’t match, though the child is interesting.

    Ilya takes an impromptu trip to Montreal. There are unforeseen consequences.

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    06 May 2026

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    The photos leak on a Wednesday. Ilya sets his life and career on fire on Sunday, mostly out of spite. On Monday, he is the first out queer player in the NHL.

    Nobody handles the ensuing circus well, least of all Scott Hunter.

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    01 May 2026

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    Shane is boring the way a sniper is boring. Boring the way a glacier is boring. Very slow, very quiet, very inevitable, and then suddenly you're kinda fucked.

    Or, Ilya deserves a medal for the number of lives he's saved with the power of his dick and the ability to fuck the concept of revenge out of his husband's mind.

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    01 May 2026

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    Rozanov spins his stool to face Shane fully. “That is it? No warm hello? No fond embrace? No sorry I shot you in the fucking chest?” The thing about Roz is that his native Russian accent is only ever on display when he’s off the clock. He’s even better with languages than Shane, which is infuriating.
     
    “You threw me off a cliff,” Shane replies mildly, that weird feeling in his stomach growing claws.
     
    Rozanov wields the cocktail umbrella like it’s a sword. “Ah. No. You were wearing parachute. I was wearing very cute, very non-Kevlar Lululemon! Is not the same thing!”

    Or, Spy!Shane and Ilya have very strong opinions on who gets to kill each other.

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    30 Apr 2026