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    Ilya feels like he knows everything and nothing about Shane at once. He's a child of Nike, his team always wins Capture-the-flag, he's still in touch with his biological father, and he's obscenely lucky.

    What he doesn't know, is if Shane is the best or the worst person to quest with.

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    Aristotle's qualifications for a Greek tragedy include dianoia (thought and introspection) and opsis (spectacle and performance). Shane and Ilya bring both to the table.

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    04 Aug 2026

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    03 Aug 2026

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    Ilya has no problem being on the same hockey team as Shane Hollander. He has no problem living with him either. Despite the fact that Shane’s a stickler for rules, probably has a stick up his ass, and always looks a little bit tortured when they make eye contact, their lives are far enough removed from each other that a bare minimum of interaction is no problem. No, the problems start later—when Shane starts sleepwalking into Ilya’s bed.

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    03 Aug 2026

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    “This is just crazy,” J.J. said. “Give me that, Pike, I’ve got one he absolutely can’t pass.”

    “Oh, so you’re saying it’s my fault?” Hayden asked.

    “Skill issue.” J.J. paused. “Ok. Pedro Pascal.” His voice was smug. 

    A long silence stretched while Shane Hollander looked at the camera, seemingly deciding whether it was worth it to lie.

    “No!” J.J. said, horrified. 

    “Pass… I—What?”

    “The entire internet wants to fuck this man!”

    “Okay?!” Shane Hollander said, throwing his arms out. “I don’t know what to tell you!”

    “Jesus Christ, okay.” Hayden shuffled behind the camera. “Ilya Rozanov.”

    A flush bloomed across Shane Hollander’s freckled face, intensifying so fast it looked like his face was on fire. 

    “Uhm.” He pressed his lips together before his shoulders dropped in resignation. “Smash.”

    Or: A clip of Shane Hollander playing smash or pass goes viral and Ilya wants to eat him alive.

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    31 Jul 2026

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    “Oh, I love it. I love ugly, brutal things. But you make it beautiful, too, Shane Hollander, with the way you play, and that is what I have come to watch. You are so light on your edges, so crisp and graceful. You are dancing on knives, and everyone else is trying not to fall.” He pushed himself away from the pillar, and Shane held very still, frozen, as Rozanov reached out to cup his chin, gripping it so hard Shane’s lips parted. “Beautiful,” he said firmly.

     

    Or: Shane Hollander, Gold Medallist, encounters Ilya Rozanov, leshy.

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