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    Prompts from Tumblr!
    Little drabbles and ficlets mostly focusing around Stucky, Clintasha, Tony and Pepper, and the friendship interactions of the Avengers.

    Many based off a line of dialogue (which then becomes the title.)

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    “The first time we hooked up,” Shane starts, “you pretended you were going to leave after I made you come.” Ilya’s hand stills, still tangled in Shane’s hair, much longer now than it had been back then. Shane presses on quickly, not wanting to give Ilya any time to misinterpret where this is going. “You said you would never leave me like that.” The sentence sticks in Shane’s throat, making his mouth gummy and dry the same way as being double shifted during a game they can’t afford to lose. Shane can’t afford to lose this, either. Somewhere against his scalp he feels the faintest hum, a bid to keep going. “What if…” he has to swallow again, thickly, “what if I wanted you to?”

    After a devastating loss in the Stanley Cup playoffs, where the Centaurs got so close they could almost taste the victory before the ice cracked underneath their feet, Shane needs help getting out of his own head. Ilya is happy to help.

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    19 Jul 2026

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    Ilya frowned slightly. He felt oddly wrong-footed and no closer to understanding the in-joke everyone else at the table seemed to be sharing. It brought back latent feelings of inadequacy, from years of wading through a language that still didn’t feel like his own.

    “So what then?”

    “What do you mean?” Dykstra looked even more confused than Ilya by now, both Wyatt and Bood seemingly content to sit back and watch this exchange happen, Hazy looking slightly wry and Boodram openly grinning.

    “Like, what makes it special?” Ilya clarified.

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    Ilya learns about the concept of a birthday blowjob and, consequently, how tragically under-blown his teammates are.

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    19 Jul 2026

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    Men do not cry. Ilya knows this, as much as he knows that being strong is only part of the battle ahead of him; being seen to be strong matters more. Ilya is twelve years old, and no longer a child. It has been four long, brittle days since his mother— since her accident.

    The practice rink is busy, tonight. Under the stern tutelage of Coach Baranov, everyone here is fighting to justify their time on the ice. Hockey, Baranov tells them, often, is not a team sport. Hockey is an act of violence, and of endurance.

    Ilya believes he is practiced at both.

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    Six times Ilya gets his teeth knocked out (not metaphorically), and learns to heal a little trauma

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    17 Jul 2026

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    Cas: I love you
    Dean: Two Montreal players legitimately tried to kill Ilya Rozanov on the ice and Shane Hollander went on a rampage through the entire Metros team to get to his husband.

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    16 Jul 2026

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    The first sound Ilya hears is a thin, discordant symphony of beeps and whirs. Something vibrating. 

    The next thing he hears is…wet. A sort of shaking, gargling sound, that feels like the ugliest crying he’s ever heard. And through it, Shane’s voice. 

    “I’m with him now, mom. He’s— he’s not fine. He’s not. I know—”

    Ilya wants to ask who's not fine, but he can’t feel his own body, his mouth, enough to ask.

    “Yeah,” Shane is saying, only slightly calmer. “I know. He wasn’t breathing—"

    Ilya knows there's a link, between the clinical musicality of medical settings, Shane’s audible, awful distress, and his own physical incapacity. It’s just, it’s so tenuous, and the air around him is so thick, so heavy. It would be easy, to sleep, a little. 

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    Footage of the last game between Ottawa and Montreal is everywhere; it’s breached containment from the sports world, and now it seems like everyone is baying for Montreal’s blood. Except, Ilya is oblivious. Not exactly blissfully so, but as the fight for accountability within the league rages on without him, Ilya just wants someone, anyone, to tell him what happened.

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    16 Jul 2026