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    Ilya glances at Shane, at the way the dying light is catching in his hair, refracting. At that spiderlily mouth, slightly open and curling coyly, two teeth peeked through the dark gap like an American Girl doll. At that shoulder, bare and pale and close enough to touch if Ilya just leaned forward, if he just reached out and took another liberty.

    To touch another person is to say: I know you will die, and I am doing this anyway.

    His mother used to say something like this. About painting.

    Every portrait is an act of faith, Ilyushenka. Faith and futility both.

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    contrary to personal preference, ilya gets a roommate.

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    30 Jul 2026

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    Sometimes you are sixteen forever.

    Im going to harm myself

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    Ilya Rozanov never expected to end up working third shift at a QuikTrip off I-85 in a tiny Southern town.

    Shane Hollander never expected the loud Russian with the nicotine habit and a joke for every customer to become the most distracting part of his shift.

    Some people fall in love over candlelit dinners and silk sheets.
    Shane and Ilya have fluorescent lights, stale coffee, and exactly eight hours a night.

    Maybe graveyard shift isn't so lonely after all.

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    30 Jul 2026

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    CREATOR PLEASE

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    “I don’t care that he’s gay!” Hayden says. Shane turns finally, locking eyes with Hayden, searching for any truth in that statement. Because there’s a difference between knowing theoretically that you share a locker room with a gay guy and seeing him ride a dick like it’s his life’s purpose. “I don’t. You know that. I just…him?”

    “Yes,” Shane says softly. “Him.”

    Hayden lets out a guttural groan. “Jesus, man. You couldn’t at least top him?”

    Or: 6 times Shane and Ilya get walked in on, +1 time they walk in on someone else

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    28 Jul 2026

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    gurlsrool is geniuly a god in the heated rivarly space

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    “We’ve made a trade,” Coach announces. “For Shane Hollander.”

    It’s like the ground drops out from beneath Ilya, and his heart falls from his chest. It tumbles past rock bottom, down to the cavern that shattered open inside of him on that night five years ago. The night when Ilya walked away from Hollander for the last time.

    He can’t breathe.

    (Or: Shane doesn’t get hurt, they break up, and they don’t talk for five long years. Until Shane is traded to Ottawa.)

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    28 Jul 2026

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    The word doesn’t get to leave his mouth. A few of his teeth do, though.

    LMFAo

    This is so good and now im crying. also i love that the author refers to Macklin Celebrini as "that kid that's tearing up the pacific right now" while everyone else has a name

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    "Go away. You’re scaring off paying customers.” Shane almost laughs — Hayden has no idea how true that statement is.

    “What if I am the paying customer, Pike?”

    Shane looks up, startled, and finds Rozanov’s eyes boring into him. The intensity of it is too much, he needs to look anywhere else, so naturally, he chooses Rozanov’s lips. They’re full, pink, a bit chapped, and Shane wonders what that would feel like against his own lips. Or his tongue.

    No. He can not be thinking these things. Especially not about Rozanov. He looks down, fiddling with the zipper of the money bag.

    “In fact,” Rozanov says, and Shane can hear the smirk in his voice. “I will pay the rest of the money you need. How many kisses does that get me?”

    The Montreal High Metros need to raise money. They start a kissing booth. Naturally, Ilya Rozanov gets involved.

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    26 Jul 2026

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    AWWWWWWW THIS AWWWWW