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    “It’s not that I just—I don’t know how. I’m not like… attracted to them. I don’t know what to do,” Shane admits. His cheeks warm right on their peaks. Ilya laughs again, loud and barking. “We had sex twice. And I’m not sure either of us… you know… came either time.”

    “I could teach you.”

    “What?”

    “I said–” Ilya leans up from his spot on the couch, nearly crawling atop Shane. He grins down at Shane. “I could teach you how to make a girl cum.”

    Ilya gets Shane off like he's a girl.

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    12 May 2026

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    Yuna and Ilya might not be close yet, but she certainly isn’t going to abandon him in some random Ottawa hotel room when he’s sick. And Ilya's powerless against these Hollanders — their earnest kindness, and their insistence on caring about him as though he deserves it.

    Or: Yuna + Ilya's mortifying ordeal of being known.

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    06 May 2026

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    Shane has always just dealt with it —
    the tension, the discomfort, the things that don’t quite feel right.

    When finally, Ilya starts to notice the pattern.

    It just takes him a while to realise it all comes back to something as simple as a haircut.

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    My theory as to why Shane grows his hair out for The Long Game

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    07 Apr 2026

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    Rather than give him the joint, Ilya takes it back between his own lips and sucks in a deep breath, the tip glowing as he does so. Then, before Shane can process it, he’s reaching up and sliding one large hand around the back of Shane’s neck, pulling him down so their lips meet.

    Shane gasps softly, and Ilya takes the opportunity to blow smoke into his open and waiting mouth.

    Oh, God. Are you there? It’s me, Shane Hollander. We’ve had our differences, but I think I’d like to convert for real this time. I’m ready. Open the pearly white gates. I’m coming up.

    Shane goes to a house party, gets high, then gets on his knees. bon appetite
    now a multi-chapter saga bc i couldn't help myself

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    06 Apr 2026

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    Ilya couldn’t sleep thinking about the familiar burn of the warm closeness, and how he craved it again. The burn was comfort, security. It’d made him pick up his phone and text without concern for embarrassment anymore, even if Shane was right—he’d just had it a few hours ago. But he wanted more, craved it now.

    I’m outside, Shane’s text reads. Ilya smiles to himself.

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    19 Mar 2026