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    “Your space is nice,” Hollander whispers back, leaning in, breath warm against Ilya’s chest. “Smells like mint.”

    Ilya stops breathing.

    Hollander’s eyes are half-lidded, dazed, soft in a way Ilya has never seen. “Ilya,” he murmurs.

    And Ilya nearly chokes. The first name. His actual first name. Whispered like something intimate. Sacred. They’ve never called each other by their first name. Always Hollander. Always Rozanov. Ilya is so stunned he almost doesn’t process the next words, almost can’t translate them despite living in the States for almost four years now.

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    or: ilya is spiraling about what his roomate could be doing on a random tuesday night. he's not prepared when the night takes an unexpected turn.

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    06 Jan 2026

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    Variety ✓ @variety
    Actors on Actors Episode 1:
    Shane Hollander & Ilya Rozanov
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    Shane and Ilya are oblivious first and actors second

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  3. Public Bookmark 9

    Mystery Work

    Part of fics I need to rewrite
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    This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!

    29 Oct 2025

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    ‘Maybe I should have called ahead..’

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    Sampo walks in on a shirtless Gepard; and god damn.

     

    College AU
    Football!Gepard x FuckBoy!Sampo

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    When Dazai was very little, his father told him there was a Russian artist that spent his whole life only painting the ocean. Studying it, facet by facet and wave by wave until he could draw it as easily as he could breathe. He didn't get why - not back then. It seemed boring, almost, to recreate the same image over and over again. And yet: the art itself wasn't boring. It was beautiful, every single time. The reverence bled through every brushstroke, each aspect and highlight glorified in different ways throughout his portfolio.

    Dazai understood it the moment he met Chuuya Nakahara.

    Or, alternatively: Soukoku are completely and utterly whipped for each other, but (unfortunately) they're both massive idiots.

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    08 Jan 2024