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    “Hollander.” Shane’s head snaps back to his left. Ilya is much closer, pace slightly hurried. “Come here.” His voice sort of mimics the way one would talk to an animal paralyzed in fight-or-flight. Shane is not sure what to make of that.

    He slowly turns his head in the opposite direction, where his vision tunnels on the door for the stairwell. It almost glows like a special item in a video game, like a hint. Without giving himself time to doubt, he bolts.

    “Wha- Hollander, what the fuck!” Ilya shouts in audible disbelief, and Shane distinctly hears matching thuds of frantic footsteps behind him; Ilya is chasing after him. Shane runs faster, positively sprinting at this point. He’s the fastest skater in the NHL right now. He can do this. He flings the door open and bounds down the steps two at a time, hitting the walls with each turn of a corner. If he eats shit on this filthy floor and embarrasses himself in front of Ilya, he thinks, he’ll never let himself see the light of day ever again.

    or alternatively, in which Shane accidentally sends the text, and Ilya chases after him. Like, actually chases after him.

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    04 Jan 2026

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    Something isn’t right. Something isn't right and Svetlana knows it, and she's lost far too many good things by not trusting her instincts. Ilya leaving with a woman in public? That's expected. Ilya leaving with a man in public? Sure, it's happened before, even if the public wasn't actually aware of what they were looking at. 

    But leaving for a threesome, in public? In a bar where anyone could be taking photos? Don't make her laugh - Ilya would never. 

    And then it hits her:  
    Ilya's slight stumble;
    The way he only had three drinks over the past two hours, barely enough to get him tipsy;
    The way he's not even holding the girl or the guy's hand.
    The way he's not even trying to kiss either of them. 
    The way he keeps pulling slightly against the girl's grip like he can't understand what's happening. 
    Shit.

    Ilya's been fucking roofied.

    Or, Ilya gets roofied at a club and Svetlana needs to him someone who can care take of him. Luckily, they're in Montreal, where Ilya's illusive Jane lives.
    Surely she'll be able to help!
    ...Right?

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    21 Dec 2025

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    30 Jun 2025

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    “Alright.” Wei Wuxian said calmly, “Kneel then.”

    The stranger pressed the sword onto his neck harder.

    “Either you kneel now and I save him, or we can keep doing this and risking his life in each breath you waste.” Wei Wuxian raised his eyebrows, “Your choice.”

    The stranger looked back, to another stranger who resembled him so much, might have been born from the same womb, bleeding from his abdomen to almost faint. He looked back at Wei Wuxian and then sheathed his sword with resentment in his eyes.

    The physician lifted his chin with a small smirk when the stranger did kneel in front of him, dirtying his pristine robes, degrading his esteem.

    “That’s not so hard, is it?” The physician chuckled, “Now, A-Yuan, bring the poor man inside.”

    (“Breaking news! Breaking news! Emperor Jin raised the award for Twin Jades’ heads into three thousand and four hundred gold taels!” The newsman shouted in the middle of the pathway.)

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    Jiang FengMian thought the boy would talk again once the storm passed, but Madam Yu praised his silence. The boy would not talk to anyone, but his brother and sister.

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    Russian translation on Ficbook here, by the lovely hattemss.
    Spanish Translation on Wattpad here by the lovely _ShenJui_.

    If your interested in doing a translation hit me up!

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    21 Apr 2020