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    Podfic Anthology "Be Green Do Crime!" created by Team Green: Peas in a Pod for the 2020 Voiceteam challenge

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    A Being Human fusion, of sorts.

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    Entries for the summerpornathon challenge at LJ. Team pride \o/

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    A university AU.

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    A high school AU centering on Morgana and Mithian and Morgana&Mithian, as both podfic and fic.

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    Plenty of players have looked at Shane for too long, double-checking something they can’t name. This feels different.

    (Or: the shower scene/first time redux.)

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    07 Mar 2026

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    “Shane,” Ilya said. He sounded incredulous. “You think it's hard for me, having a beautiful man suck my cock?” His hand was on Shane’s face now, thumb pressing into the tender place behind Shane’s jaw, tilting his head up to meet Ilya’s gaze. “You think because I don’t get hard that, what, I do not want you?”

    “No, of course not,” Shane said. It was just a change. Ilya’s body, familiar, reliable, the thing he could read best on the ice and off. “I mean, I know it doesn't mean anything, it's just the side-effects. It's not your fault.”

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    07 Mar 2026

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    He crowds Shane into the hood of the car, hands up under his shirt and jacket again. October is getting cold; nights are getting colder. The places where Ilya is touching him are the only parts of Shane’s body that are warm right now. Maybe that’s why he wraps his arms around Ilya’s neck and clings to him, though he doesn’t necessarily surprise himself with it. They don’t even kiss for a moment. Ilya busies himself breathing into the crook of Shane’s neck, trying to regain control. Shane opens his eyes and gazes over Ilya’s shoulder at the dark field and realizes that an utterly foreign feeling has risen up in him. It’s Ilya’s broad shoulders and beautiful hair between Shane and the world and he feels—small. Protected.
    “Oh my God,” Shane whispers, completely ashamed of the feeling and hungry for it. It curls warm in his stomach. His toes arch inside his shoes. Something about being so close to this man, something about Ilya putting himself between Shane and—the world. Whatever lurks in the deep night. It’s a feeling like a ghost, something that Shane isn’t allowed to look directly at except for moments like these. Quiet and dark.

    Shane, Ilya, Vermont. Meeting in the middle.

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    27 Feb 2026

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    Connor stroked at Hudson’s skin through the lace neckline of his cami. “I want you to make out with François. Just a little. As a treat, for me.” 

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    07 Feb 2026

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    “Hollander. Relax. So you lost one game,” Ilya said. “Big deal. Win next time.”
    “It is a big deal,” Shane said. His hands were clenched tightly into fists. “It’s not just the game. You know I can’t afford to fuck up like this, not this close to playoffs. It’s a pretty big deal. Fuck. And it’s my fault. I wasn’t focused. I can play better than that, and I just… didn’t.” 
    “Okay, your fault, so what?” Ilya shrugged. “You think you should be punished for this?” 

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    04 Feb 2026