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    Shane has been covering up his soulmark for as long as Ilya has known him.
    Ilya doesn't have a soulmark at all.

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  2. Public Bookmark 99

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    “I want this baby out of me.”
    “Soon, моя матрёшка,” Ilya replied, kissing Shane’s cheek.
    Shane rolled his eyes. “Not soon enough. And for the last time, I am not a матрёшка.”
    “Yes you are. You have little Shane inside,” Ilya retorted, rubbing his hand over his husband’s swollen belly to prove his point.

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    Ilya fucks the brains out of his pregnant husband (whom he likes to refer to as "matryoshka" (Russian nesting doll))

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  3. Public Bookmark 13

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    17 Jul 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 55

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    “I can – I can give you this now, Ilya. This is a-” miracle, Shane tried to say, but the word stuck in his throat, “an opportunity, and we should make the most of it.”

    An opportunity to make the most of, oh God, Shane sounded like he was giving an insincere post-game interview. Ilya’s disbelieving expression showed he thought the same.

     

    Or: a shane-centric abortion fic

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    Shane looked around – all his teammates seemed to have grouped off, no one paying him any mind. With a building sense of unease, Shane pulled his duffel bag off the ground and onto his lap. He had one hand rummaging around the side pocket, feeling for his phone when he felt Hayden drop into the seat next to him.

    “Hayden,” he said, distractedly, not even looking at him, “what’s going on?”

    He had just managed to grasp his phone when Hayden clamped one hand on his elbow, stilling his arm.

    “No,” said Hayden, his voice firm and quiet. “Drop your phone, Shane.”

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    The plane carrying the Ottawa Centaurs crashes into the Florida wilderness. These are the hours that follow, where Shane is left waiting for a call.

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