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When Dumbledore tried to summon a hero from another world to deal with their Dark Lord problem, this probably wasn't what he had in mind.
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Bookmarked by Row (Whispercloud)
17 Jun 2026
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Shane pulls back, carefully cradling Ilya’s face. “Maybe we shouldn’t.”
“You don’t want to?” Ilya’s eyes are bottomless; swimming with grief. He says it like he really means, You don’t want me?
“That isn’t what I mean,” Shane says gently, brushing his thumb over Ilya’s cheekbone. Ilya’s eyes flutter shut, as if being treated so tenderly causes him physical pain. Like he isn’t used to it. “You’re hurting. I don’t want you to regret it in the morning.”
Ilya’s eyes open. “I have never regretted a moment with you.”
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Or: the missing hotel room scene in Florida after Shane comforts Ilya.
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Bookmarked by Row (Whispercloud)
16 Jun 2026
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Ilya’s hand wraps around his bare wrist and squeezes. Shane barely stops himself from collapsing to his knees.
The pressure lights up every receptor of his touch-starved nervous system, wrenching a small, pained noise from the back of his throat. Every muted sensation comes flooding back so intensely that it almost hurts. He needs Ilya to hold him down until there’s nothing inside him but quiet. He wants to sink into him and disappear.
It takes Shane an entire beat to remember where they are. Fighting against the fog in his mind, he manages to drag his gaze up to meet Ilya’s.
There’s a slow-dawning horror and understanding on Ilya’s face.
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Or: Shane is in subdrop after their encounter in Vegas. Ilya fixes it.
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"What? No we aren't, that's-- oh my god, we're dating Rosa."
Bookmarked by Row (Whispercloud)
16 Jun 2026
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Rosa didn’t come to the academy to make friends. It was better this way, she rationalized. This would make it that much easier to kick everyone’s asses and graduate near the top of her class. No friends? No problem. She didn’t need anyone holding her back.
But then, that very first day, Jake Peralta plopped down in the seat beside her.
Bookmarked by Row (Whispercloud)
16 Jun 2026