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He still didn't know if this was normal - asking your friends about how good they were at sucking dick. Maybe this was how friendship worked for other people, if you weren't both hockey players, if one of you wasn't married, if your friendship didn't depend so much on knowing as little about each other as possible. If you knew the other person liked sucking dick.
Maybe he just likes it when Rose looks at him like that, awestruck, like he's scored a hattrick. He doesn't know anyone else who would be this impressed by his knowledge of having sex with men, which is unfair, seeing how long he's worked to build it.
Maybe that's why he ends up where he does, one arm extended to stick two fingers in Rose's mouth, her pink lipgloss sticky, smearing around his fingers, three of her fingers pressed as far as they can go into his, both of them drooling and stifling little snorts of laughter.
Rose asks a lot of questions.
Bookmarked by mangledangle
22 Jun 2026
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There are a great many things that Shane has no plans on telling his husband: that when he was twelve he broke a competitor’s hockey stick because he was mad his team didn’t win. That he sometimes thinks that his Mom would have liked to have another kid if Shane wasn’t much of a handful. That he had to pull over to cry in his car on the way back to his apartment that night in Montreal after seeing Ilya dance with another girl in the club.
And, that he can no longer sleep in their bed without Ilya.
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- Part 4 of a collection of hollanovs
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Bookmarked by mangledangle
15 Jun 2026
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Ilya’s been muzzled his whole life.
He’s been told to sit, to stay, to stand and smile. When to be quiet, and when to speak. He’s been dressed up and paraded around with a high collar tight around his throat. He’s been kicked in the ribs and patted on the head by the same cruel master. Total obedience expected, and enforced by discipline when adoration failed. He was torn from his mother too early, stunted forever, given over to strangers when his limbs were still gangly and he still whimpered in his sleep.
Shane is the first person who’s ever loved him like a human, and not like a beast.
Bookmarked by mangledangle
13 Jun 2026
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SWEET. bittersweet also but at its core, oh gosh, so very full of love.
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Nothing happening in that moment, on that bench, almost midway through the 3rd period down fucking 7-1 to the fucking Scouts, was impulse.
It was just the next logical step in a degradation that's been a long time coming. The slow dissolution of Shane's loyalty to the Montreal Metros.
Bookmarked by mangledangle
13 Jun 2026
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Have I ever mentioned that I love the written word and also logistics. A more civilized age podcast you will always be famous for your interest in materially grounded fiction and for making me insufferable on the internet. THE WORLD AND THE THINGS THAT INHABIT IT ARE TANGIBLE. And even if that world is a little made up, then convince me i could hold something from it.
This fic feels lived in. Like you're getting a little glimpse into Shane's life. The junk drawer scene AUGH.
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“Sometimes, I wish he was a worse person,” Ilya admits one night, while he and Yuna are doing the dishes. Shane and Ilya had come over for chicken parmesan, and it had been a lovely dinner, right up until David, clearing the plates, mentioned that he had met a guy at the store the other day who was a big fan of Shane’s, had a kid who idolized him.
David asked if Shane could sign a piece of merchandise for him, maybe record a video. Shane said yes, because he had a rule, about doing things for child fans. Now, Shane was off shooting a video while Ilya did the dishes, and Ilya already knew the way it would require Shane to drag his public face up from the depths of his stomach, the work it would take him to shed it afterwards, the way it would taint this evening.
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- Part 14 of my anonymous heated rivalry fic
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Bookmarked by mangledangle
13 Jun 2026