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    Mike is waiting for Will in the basement, a look of suspicious, nervous excitement on his face. He cleared the table and laid out upon it are two card games.

    "Now, I know you’ll resist," Mike blurts out, stepping toward him. "But I think this will be good. For both of us! For when we... you know,” Mike trails off, “When we get partners.”

    Will scoffs, stepping closer to inspect the titles.

    Spill or Sip and Truth, Dare, or Strip.

    Or: Mike suggests a spicy card game to help Will loosen up before college. It works a little too well, and suddenly they’re gambling with unresolved feelings, and clothes, that were meant to stay in place.

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    07 May 2026

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    Whatever was thrumming between them, whatever was dripping from the low cadence of Mike’s voice — it was the same thing that had bloomed behind Will’s eyelids as he locked eyes with Mike in that lamplight. A tension seemed to rise, one that Will couldn’t make any sense of. He wanted to write it off. Wished that he could.

    New York City, 1990. Normalcy bleeds into domesticity bleeds into longing.

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    13 Apr 2026

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    With Mike taking on more responsibility around their shared apartment, Will can't help but fantasize about his roommate.

    Will doesn't remember what happened this morning, but he knows he's pissed at Mike for ditching him to grind on his new boss (because that's what Will wants to do).

    [inspired by s2 ep19 Quick Hardening Caulk from New Girl…you see the vision…]

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    12 Apr 2026

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    Cliff sighed. It was time to bite the bullet. “Man, y’know, I always wanted a little brother. And my dad, God bless him, he musta been shooting just X chromosome sperm. Love all three of my little sisters, but what the fuck? No brother? I was born to be a big brother. I think of you as the little brother I never got growing up. You’re my favorite person to hang out with, and I feel like I’m at least sort of mentoring you. My kids adore you and call you Uncle Ilya. You’re the little brother I never had, and I’m so lucky to have you in my life.”

    “Aww, Cliff, I like you too,” said Ilya jokingly.

    “Roz, what I’m saying is, it’s okay that your Montreal girl is Shane Hollander. Scott Hunter is an asshole for whatever he was doing.”

    Ilya was silent for a minute, “He was threatening to out us.”

    “I’ll break both his fucking legs,” Cliff promised. “No one is getting you fired.”

    “We’ve never thrown a game,” said Ilya, looking nervous, earnest.

    “Of course you haven’t: you’re too competitive and he’s too autistic.”

    “Artistic?” repeated Ilya. “I don’t think he can draw.”

    Here's a story of six times people clocked Ilya and Shane over the years.

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    06 Apr 2026

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    Victor learns Japanese while in Hasetsu. He doesn't tell Yuuri, and things get dicey when he overhears Yuuri and Mari talking about him in Japanese. Repeatedly.

    (The subtitle of this fic should be: Victor Nikiforov really needs a hug. Luckily, he gets one. Eventually.)

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    “No,” Victor says, skating up to Yuuri on the ice, “you have to push all the way from here, or you’ll never get the height you need for that axel.” He sets his hand on Yuuri’s ass, tracing the muscle group he’s referring to. “Not here.” He taps Yuuri’s thigh. He doesn’t know the words for the muscles in English, only knows how to show him.

    Yes, technically he’s grabbing Yuuri’s ass, but how else is he to communicate?

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    22 Mar 2026