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A sillier deviation of Shane and Ilya's five seconds of roleplay :)
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20 Jun 2026
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"Holy shit!" Vic gasps, gaping at Ilya. "Holy shit," he repeats more slowly as realization dawns on him. "Shane Fucking Hollander is your Montreal girl?"
OR: Ilya's teammates go with him to visit Hollander at the hospital and a high-on-painkillers Shane can't keep his mouth shut. Ilya learns that when it comes down to it, ice is thicker than blood.
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27 May 2026
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LO; VE: Parting Notes by Chanse (SpottedEnchants)
Fandoms: Critical Role: Campaign 2 - The Mighty Nein (Web Series)
08 Jul 2023
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In which Caleb reminisces, predicts, and plants
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- Part 10 of Touching Sentiments (Extras)
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03 Jan 2026
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Touching Sentiments (Chronological) by Chanse (SpottedEnchants)
Fandom Critical Role: Campaign 2 - The Mighty Nein (Web Series)
19 Jun 2026
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The Mighty Nein are very comfortable with one another, boundaries established and reconfigured and settled well before Essek finally joins them.
Casual touch is a given with them; proximity was a necessity for safety in their early days. This, however, stands in stark contrast with Essek’s many decades. Walls, barriers, layers, space. Separation kept Essek safe.
It’s not that he hates touch, no. It had simply grown unbearable after so long without. Unexpected or held for too long, it burned.
And then they won him over, slowly, over time, as they are wont to do. Rather, he is one of them now.
(Now in chronological order - posting order found here)
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03 Jan 2026
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Humming in interest, Caleb sucks, slowly. Oh, it’s nice. It’s very nice. The suction is replaced by the smooth edges of teeth, distinctly felt as they drag over the flesh. There is the slide of wet lips and then the clink of teeth on metal. Ever so lightly, Caleb tugs at the star pendant that dangles from the softest part of his lobe.
“Hahhh—” Essek gapes, staring up at the wooden ceiling as he feels gravity flip deep within his belly. He blinks and wets his lips before he can speak again. “Light above. What are you doing to me?
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24 Dec 2025