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    The front door of the cottage banged open and Ilya and Shane both tumbled out, shoving at each other and darting for the car.

    “I told, I carry groceries!” Ilya protests. “First is ‘no carry bags, Ilya’, ‘how’s your ribs, Ilya’, but I am fine. Hollander. Hollander!

    “You don’t even know where the groceries go, there’s no reason for both of us- My parents can carry their own stuff! Rozanov!”

    Ilya’s palms slapped onto Yuna’s car door, his breathing slightly elevated, cheeks flushed and a wide boyish grin on his face. “Got here first!”

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    11 Jul 2026

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    Domestic competitions to get the groceries out of the car. Yuna hip bump. Hollander family banter. CANON *****

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    Ilya knew, right from the very moment he met Shane Hollander, that he would never be good enough for him. He’d seemed so…pristine, when they first met. Untouched. And Ilya knew his unclean hands would only dirty him up. He’s always been selfish, though; his father used to tell him that.

    So it’s no surprise, really, that Shane has finally gotten tired of it. Of him, always needing more from Shane than he deserves - always begging for more than he has earned.

    Ilya would leave himself, too, if he could.

    (Or, five time Ilya thought Shane would leave, and one time he knew he wasn’t going anywhere.)

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    25 Jun 2026

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    Amazing Ilya depression POV of canon events / Bodinf Day fix-it. ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️

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    Shane felt Finn’s sudden rage, the way he resented Dane for how nothing ever touched him—and underneath that, the way Finn, inexplicably, wanted to be the thing that could. “Just because your life doesn’t matter doesn’t mean you get to fuck up mine.”
    Ilya’s eyes widened, just for a moment, sparking with something close to hurt before narrowing back into coldness. “I’ll be ready for your mandatory tour in the morning, Prince Finn.” He turned his back on the camera, still shirtless of course, but somehow it looked defenseless now, instead of cocky.
    “I—” Shane said, and reached toward the screen.
    Ilya shook his head, ever so slightly, and walked out of the room. Shane stared at the empty space where he’d been, bereft.
    “And cut,” Scott said. “Holy shit.”
    Ilya walked back into view, sat down in his chair, smirk firmly back in place. Shane’s hands were trembling.
    “Well,” Kip said. “I think it’s safe to say the chemistry is there.”

     

    Or, Shane and Ilya are cast in a production of Ember & Ice and eventually they fuck about it.

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    12 Jun 2026

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    almost RPF but not. Iceland Scotland New York