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Ilya was quiet for a long moment. "I'm scared I'm going to end up like my mother."
Ilya is struggling while Shane is on the road with the Metros, and the distance, combined with a brutal depressive episode, leaves Ilya spiralling. When everything becomes too much and the intrusive thoughts won't stop, Ilya takes Anya for a walk - and somehow ends up at Shane's parents' house.
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19 Feb 2026
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Looking back at it now, how he longed for his own bed, he thought maybe his mother wasn’t lazy at all, but maybe her own mind and heart were just simply too heavy for her to lift. He hoped that practice would help his mood lift, and his medication would kick in. He’d be back to being himself. The rink was cold when Shane and he entered, hand in hand, and the loud chatter of his team immediately made a headache bloom behind his eyes.
Ilya is having a bad depression day, but at the end of it all Shane is right there to help him.
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16 Feb 2026
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When Ilya comes down with the flu, Shane discovers a side of his boyfriend he's never seen before: needy, clingy, and devastatingly soft. It's adorable, concerning, and Shane is absolutely not prepared for how much he loves it.
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- Part 3 of heated rivalry sickfics
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11 Feb 2026
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live in silence, airless closet, no vision (mass for bleeding) by lonelylovelyghost
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV)
30 Jan 2026
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Futile. It is a war that does nothing but progress in the heart of its only victim. Ilya feels a fuzz of blank, colorless blackness where the future is; the past is voices, flashes and particles of his mother's hair, his father's heavy hands on his head, his brother's drunken leer and loose mouth. The cold of the ice flecks in his face, weight of a puck, length of a rush of life in his stomach, the adrenaline, the speed, the sweat, from the sex or his heart giving out or his knuckles thumping with life, all throughout what was once his life, instead of this catatonia. All the money, all the love and all the cruelty in the world, and it is not enough to make Ilya above this.
All the patience of his lover, and he has let the unstable scale of neurotransmitters defeat him until he is nothing but chewed up pulp. Knowing nothing. Being known for not much at all. The past is where Ilya belongs. Will belong.
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Ilya's depression comes in waves. When it comes over his head so he cannot breathe, there is still light there. In the form of Shane, the future, and what joy the past holds.Bookmarked by fruiitikiss
08 Feb 2026
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“Shane,” Ilya groans as soon as the line connects. “I feel terrible.”
“Ilya,” Shane exasperates. “You worded that text message in the worst way possible. You gave me a heart attack. I’m almost glad you’re sick and not bailing for another reason.”
“I wouldn’t. I really wanted to come to your very expensive cottage on lake, but headache is too much and flying is probably no good for it,” Ilya says, and Shane can hear the sickness in his voice.
“How long have you felt sick?”
“I don’t know, got bad maybe two days ago?”
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Ilya cancels his trip to the cottage.
Shane flies to Boston instead.Bookmarked by fruiitikiss
05 Feb 2026