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Auston knows he shouldn't. Keep thinking about the boy. Not when he's here, cleaning Auston's cabin, working around the house and working for him. But especially not when he's away, while he's working seven days a week, sixteen hours a day on the platform; covered in oily uniforms and soiled. Dirty. Disturbed.
That's what it is— what he's doing.
When he's finally lying in his narrow bunk bed at night or at the end of his shift.
He's thinking about the boy. About his smile and his eyes. About his hair and his skin. About his softness and his sweetness.
About his elusiveness and his sadness.
(Auston lives alone in a cottage by the sea and hires a young boy to take care of his house. There is something strange and intriguing about this boy and Auston feels more and more drawn to him.)
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- Part 3 of once upon a time...
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11 May 2026
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quando caeli movendi sunt et terra (when the heavens and earth shall be moved) by gravityinglass
Fandoms: Men's Hockey RPF
19 Nov 2020
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The god of spring met the god of a death in a harvested field, the sun setting and the dirt warm under their feet. It was the place where their powers met, the death of the plants the spring god so lovingly tended.
“You’re late this year,” the god of death said, raising an eyebrow. He was dressed in a thick cotton hoodie despite the warmth swirling around them and sunglasses despite the dimming light. The god of spring wore jeans torn at the knees and a loose black t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, and he had a lip ring this year. Neither of them looked particularly like what they were supposed to.
The god of spring reached out to pull Auston into a hug, a shit-eating grin on his face. His mortal form was young this time around, male and slim, with copper-bright hair. It was a stark contrast to the genderless force of power that was Persephone. “You missed me.”
“Get off me, Connor,” Auston said, but it was affectionate. Connor didn’t let go. “Connor. I am the god of death. I do not hug.”
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Or, Connor is Persephone. Freddie is Hades. With the help of Auston and Mitch, they change the laws of the universe yet again.
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15 Mar 2026
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Once he has the thought, Shane can’t let it go.
‘If Rozanov was outed, he couldn’t go back to Russia.’
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Dark! Shane outs Ilya to keep him where he wants him.
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- Part 1 of Bird Metaphor
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08 Mar 2026
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Ilya Rozanov will not be playing for fucking Ottawa. Yuna won’t allow that. Is it so wrong, to want the best for your son?
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24 Feb 2026
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“I’m right here. And you are okay, and you are safe, and healthy, and you are at home, yes? It is quiet, and nobody is there, nobody is bothering you. And the world is full of stupid idiots, but you are not one of them. And I am here. When you need me, I am here.”
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or: The whole world thinks Shane is gay because of some stupid internet rumors, and he doesn't even have to confirm it. He's losing control of his entire life and he needs somewhere to put what little he does have.
Ilya has open hands.
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09 Feb 2026