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    Slavic dad Ilya is precious to me with his big loud cough and dressing gown coming downstairs and sighing all the time.

    So now, I present to you: Ilya Rozanov being a grumpy Slavic Papa about his son playing video games, staying up late, messing up the lounge and wanting to eat cereal and go to the mall!

    Doesn’t he know we have food at home? Your crumbs are going to bring mice into the house! Turn on the light, you’ll hurt your eyes! (Loud Slavic dad cough) Ah! People drive too fast on our street! (Loud FaceTime noises and all calls are on speaker phone)

    If you know, you know. If you don’t know, you will never know.

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    11 Aug 2026

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    selbindery (on ao3 and instagram!) has fic bound this series and it is so, so wonderful, please go check out their beautiful work of art here! (fic binding is only ever acceptable for personal use! do not attempt to sell or monetize fanfiction!)

    This series is marked as complete and maybe it is, but I might return for the occasional in-universe one-shot, so feel free to subscribe if you're interested!

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    29 Jul 2026

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    Jane: We don’t send pictures

    Ilya: Pleaaaase Shane
    Ilya: My father just died
    Ilya: Need photos
    Ilya: Is grief!

    Jane: Jesus Christ

    Ilya: Yes he is dead too
    Ilya: Well…
    Ilya: Not anymore...

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    A look into Shane and Ilya's texts while Ilya was in Russia for his father's funeral

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    21 Jul 2026

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    Ilya rubs at his nose, thumb hovering over the text screen as he thinks of the least-weird way he can offer what he’d like to offer. In the end, he settles for straightforwardness. Shane’s never complained about how seemingly blunt he is before, he doesn’t think he’ll start now.

    Lily: I could read it to you

    Lily: If you’d like

    Or: Shane can't read before bed after getting hit during the Boston game. It gives him a headache. Ilya volunteers his voice.

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    18 Jul 2026

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    “Ah.”

    “‘Ah’,” Ilya repeats, giving him a look before he looks back to the tidily stacked frozen mouse packages in the freezer and makes a face as a little badly-hidden shudder moves through him. “Why the fuck do you have mice in your freezer, Shane? You are doing serial killer shit now? This is why you have cottage in the middle of nowhere? For serial killer things?”

    “It’s for Spaghetti,” Shane says.

    Ilya gives him an absolutely horrified look at that and turns a little green, which makes him remember that Spaghetti isn’t just his snake's name.

    “Not food!” He rushes to explain. “Not food spaghetti! Snake Spaghetti!”

    “What the fuck are you even saying right now,” Ilya says, looking honestly a little concerned that Shane might have something going wrong in his head.

    (Distancing himself from almost twenty years of owning a snake, Shane can indeed see why this situation might be a little alarming for someone on the outside looking in.)

    (It also clues him in to the fact that maybe it’s not just Spaghetti who should have gotten a little adjustment period.)

    (in which i give shane allergies AND a snake)

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    18 Jul 2026