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“Hi,” Ilya says, his attempt at making his voice a purr lost to how fucking happy he is, to have this, to see Shane Hollander in a way no one else ever gets to. He crosses the room and kneels over him, pulling him up into a kiss that Shane gives him easily, making a sweet, soft noise that makes Ilya want to bite him with how cute it is. Instead, he gets a handful of the edge of the soft, fuzzy blanket to whip it off of Shane and replace it with his own body-
-only to be stopped when the blanket turns out to be far, far fucking heavier than he anticipated, pulling him up short when his attempt at a flick ends with barely moving the edge before it flops back down with audible weight.
(ilya versus shane's weighted blanket)
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08 May 2026
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He gnaws at the guilt of his own actions the way Anya does her chew toys for days after, Shane clearly picking up on something going on with him but also giving him space to work it over in his head until he’s ready to share.
Right up until they’re out at team dinner and the two other smokers at the table excuse themselves for a smoke outside and Shane looks to him expectantly-
-only to frown when Ilya stays where he is.
(how and why ilya finally gives up smoking)
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08 May 2026
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“Just-” Ilya starts, intending to tease, the offer of a massage more about getting Hollander back in a more relaxed headspace than anything else, but then the wire-tight tension in the muscles under his fingers registers, and he frowns, pressing testingly before making a noise of disapproval. “Fuck, Hollander, you are secretly doing crime or what?”
“What?” Hollander asks, confused, starting to lift his head before Ilya pushes it back down absently, focused now on feeling out the knots Hollander seems to be completely made of. He’s felt tension in Hollander’s shoulders before, usually during coaxing little squeezes while coaching him through learning how to deep throat, but he’s always written it off as nerves from learning something new.
Now he wonders if Hollander is just nerves, period.
(the "ilya massages shane" fic inspired by hudson saying that playing shane made him sore because he was so tense all the time)
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In early 1995, you were involuntarily committed to a mental institution by your roommate; you were then relocated to Pescadero State Hospital for a myriad of reasons. You befriended Sarah Connor there, and, in your closeness, she shared her experiences and epiphanies regarding the future. When she escaped, months later, she returned for you — with her son and one of the very Terminators she feared: fiercely handsome and fiercely protective. Consider the rose: its blossoms, a token of virtue, and its thorns, a symbol of vice; an eternal emblem of duality, of opposition coexisting to form a thing of dangerous beauty. Such is the story of two hearts, two beings, vastly different yet in happy union: mortal and metal, authentic and artificial — those of you (female reader) and “T”, or, as John calls him, “Uncle Bob”, the Terminator come back in time to live.
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Learning Machine by bonsoir_oiseau
Fandoms: Terminator (Movies), Terminator - All Media Types
19 Jan 2026
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A single harmless kiss creates a permanent association in Uncle Bob's mind, and you realize the consequences of your actions a bit too late.
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