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  1. Public Bookmark 62

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    Troy sees red, and he lunges, gloves landing on the ice. His fist connects with Kent's lower jaw, the force knocking Kent's helmet to skitter to the center of the rink, one of Troy's fists bunched in the other man's jersey and the other pulled back behind his head, ready to land again.

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    Troy Barrett gets traded to the Ottawa Centaurs after punching Dallas Kent in the face. And instead of talking to literally anyone, he isolates.

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    02 Oct 2026

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    Ilya began to feel something like horror take seed in his chest. "So then she thinks... she thinks Shane takes care of both of us?"

    Harris, completely grinning again, said: "Dogs watch people, Ilya. They learn social relationships and learn who listens to whom."

    Then the fatal blow: "From Anya's perspective, Shane comes into the home, distributes resources, organises activities, corrects behaviour, establishes most routine, —“

    "And tells you both what to do." Harris finished. "And both of you listen."

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    Shane Hollander Walks Ilya Rozanov Like A Dog And Anya Knows It

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    01 Oct 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 4

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    “Where am I from, Sherlock?” James asked flatly.
    “Ireland.” He answered. “County Cork. You were never more specific than that.”

    James’ face shifted into a more expectant look, as if that was meant to have produced some manner of realization in Sherlock, which wasn’t the case.
    “What does you being from Ireland have to do with any of this?” He pressed, when James only continued to stare at him in apparent expectation.
    “What does being me Irish have to do with my mistrust of the British government?” The man replied, in a positively withering deadpan.
    “Ireland is a part of the United Kingdom.” Sherlock remarked. “Therefore, you’re a citizen in the same way that I am. I don’t understand the point you’re trying to make.”
    “Jesus fucking Christ…” James muttered, burying his head in his hands.

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    01 Oct 2026

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    Surely enough, while James was on one of the room’s two beds, and was asleep, he wasn’t under the bedsheets. He had claimed the bed furthest from the door, with his back facing the wall. He was curled up on his side, the uninjured one, although the worst of the bruising was starting to fade by now and caused him much less pain than before, Sherlock knew. 

    The blankets were all bundled up in his arms, rather than draped over him, and he had them clutched against his chest. His face was half buried in them, but from what was visible of it Sherlock could see how knotted his brow was. The man was also shivering, which spurred him into motion.

     

    (Another night in a hotel on the journey back from Constantinople.)

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    30 Sep 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 11

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    Troy had been with the Centaurs for a month, when one day he doesn't show up for practice. The reason for his absence turned out to be rather fluffy.

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    30 Sep 2026

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