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    It's getting a little heated now. Gansey feels a thrill in his gut, as well as a depressing, heavy feeling. This could go one way or the other. "So what if I can't stop touching you? You're gorgeous."
    A compliment will either make Adam go quiet and pleased, or it will make him angry and defensive. Being called 'gorgeous' used to do the latter, but since Adam's become more present, more confident in himself, it tends to do a mix of both.
    "God, Gansey." Adam slides himself down the mattress and presses his face to the space between Gansey's jaw and his hair, below his ear. It's strangely more intimate than kissing and Gansey shivers. "You're relentless, you know that?"
    "I know," Gansey says. He spider-walks his opposite hand up the back of Adam's neck and into his hair, keeping him where he is. "So, will you let me?"
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    Gansey waits for Adam to come back after work so he can help him relax.

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    27 Jan 2026

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    “What the fuck is Shayden?” Ilya asks, nose deep in his phone. They’re sprawled across the couch, enjoying a lazy evening at the cottage.
    Shane snorts, “I think it’s me and Hayden. Like our duo name.”
    “You and Pike? Shane, they are saying you are in love with him.”

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    In the Heated Rivalry Universe, Shayden is the most popular RPF ship. Ilya takes to his burner account to set the record straight.

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    23 Jan 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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    15 Jan 2026

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    Shane feels wrong. Off. It’s their last night at the hotel and he should be out with his teammates but he can’t move. Can’t think of anything but the keycard on his dresser and the pull to that room three stories up. He and Ilya have fucked plenty this week. That’s not what this is. Shane needs something else.

    or: Shane is anxious and dysregulated and yearning and he goes to Ilya’s hotel room to accidentally get non-sexually soft-dommed out of his mind

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    31 Dec 2025

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    Shane's having a hard week. Rozanov's obsession with his chest is making it harder.

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    09 Dec 2025