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    After insulting a suspiciously vindictive fortune teller at a street fair, Ilya Rozanov wakes up cursed with the ability to hear people’s thoughts through touch.

    Which becomes a serious problem when he discovers his coworker Shane Hollander, who supposedly can’t stand him, is apparently thinking about him in extremely inappropriate ways constantly.

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    09 May 2026

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    “Give me the book so I can see what position I have to be in.” Hudson reaches out for The Long Game, but Connor holds it up.
    “I think you know.”
    Shit.
    Yeah, Hudson knows. He’s been obsessed with the scene, which is why he started talking about it in the first place.


    Or: The Trophy Room Scene Practice Fic

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    18 Apr 2026

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    “And, sweet Ilya, what is it that you want?” she whispers against his skin.

    What is it that he wants? I don’t know, he wants to admit, but that would be a lie. Perhaps the worst part of his desire is how lucid it is; he knows exactly what he wants. He wants everything. He wants Mr. Hollander.

    “I want to be good,” he says instead.

    It’s not really Ilya’s fault that he needs Mr. Hollander. Besides, Mr. Hollander is happy to teach his puppy some new tricks.

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    14 Apr 2026

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    “The thing is,” Ilya says, conversationally, as if he doesn't have fucking Shane Hollander grinding into his touch, as if he doesn't have a hand on his—Luca's sure of it—perfect fucking cock, “you have not been subtle, Haasy.”

    It takes Luca a moment to understand just what the hell Ilya's talking about, before he moans, low in his throat, humiliation sweeping across his body. It's not that he thought he had been actually subtle, but he hadn't expected this, of all places, to be where they confronted him. Not with Ilya's hand worming its way into Shane's pants, the soft blue of his briefs a flash color amongst the pale glow of his skin and the dark drape of his clothes.

    OR: The Cens have won the Stanley Cup. Luca's been voted Hollanov's MVP.

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    04 Apr 2026

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    “All your friends already think we’re fucking.”

    Connor sighed, and ran his hands through his hair again, the beautiful, soft curls bouncing as he let them go. “Maybe. But I don’t fuck casual. You know that.”

    “You don’t hit and run?” Hudson asked.

    Connor snorted. “Sure. Especially now. Especially with you.”

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    09 Apr 2026