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  1. Rec *

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    "Chlamydia?" Ilya has never heard Hollander's voice reach such heights in the absence of a cock. "You have chlamydia?"

    "I did not get it on purpose," Ilya complains.

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    14 Jul 2026

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    Sumary: “You think I am a slut, yes? Do you have a problem with sluts Hollander?” Ilya makes no effort to lower his voice to accommodate the environment, despite the lecture-hall filling up around them.
    “What?” Shane chokes on his breath, somehow this conversation is taking an even worse turn than expected. No, of course not, I don’t care how many people you sleep with.”
    Shane kind of does care, but not for the reasons that Ilya is insinuating.

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    College friends - Ilya has sex for sport, and Shane just doesn't understand what all the fuss is about. Ilya, obviously, isn’t going to let that stand. // What's so great about sex anyway??

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    14 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark *

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    Ilya makes comments about Shane talking too much.

    Shane takes him seriously and attempts to stop talking.

    It doesn’t go well.

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    02 Jul 2026

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    Ilya picks up on the third ring, breathing heavily into the phone. Shane hears a door slam shut through the device. “Do not yell at me.” 

    Shane stares at the half-empty bottle of vodka on the coffee table. “You suck.”

    “I suck? I scored hat-trick! In your stupid body! I have not eaten in six hours, Hollander. I have not pissed. I have not laid down. I want to go home.” 

    “Rozanov–” 

    “Your mother has called twenty times. Your manager has called thirty times. Your father text me picture of crossword puzzle and ask for help. Clue is about American President from the 1980s. I cannot help!”

    OR: the hollanov bodyswap fic. 

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    19 Jun 2026

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    Life feels so chaotic for Shane sometimes, with all the loud noises and the unwritten rules he’s expected to follow, even though no one ever taught them to him. It’s why the bookstore feels more like home to him than anywhere else in Boston. It doesn’t ask Shane to be anything other than himself. Doesn’t ask for any more than he can give.

    He can just exist here.

    Shane likes slow, likes taking his time. And Ilya - without saying or doing anything in particular - makes Shane feel like that’s okay. Like he isn’t doing anything wrong by standing still sometimes.

    (Or, Shane works in a bookstore, Ilya plays hockey, and they both go to the same college. They fall in love in every universe.)

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    08 Jun 2026