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    Look at that. Another white guy with his little Asian sugar baby.

    Twenty-seven years, and not once has a stranger looked at David Hollander and his son and seen a father. Then Ilya Rozanov sits beside him in a restaurant and a server says, "Can I get anything else for you and your son?" David does not correct him.`

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    16 Jun 2026

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    A series of somewhat haphazardly connected social media fics that take inspo from pop/stan culture

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    16 Jun 2026

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    “I shouldn’t have told you this.”
    Ilya held Shane’s jaw like he did that first night and kissed him softly. “Yes, you should have, because I love learning new things about you, Hollander.”
    “That’s nice. Almost worth the embarrassment of telling you I tied a whole-ass tie for a quick hookup,” Shane said, opening his eyes.
    “Ah,” Ilya said, seeming to remember something, and opened a mischievous smile. “But I bet that was not the most embarrassed one of us felt that night.”
    “I highly doubt that.”
    “I bet I win,” Ilya sang a little.
    “This is not a competition,” Shane said. “Or if it is, it’s the weirdest one we’ve ever had.”

    Or: Five times Shane and Ilya share embarrassing early-relationship lore because the other needs to hear it, plus one time they inadvertently share it with the internet.

    (Fics in the series are standalone stories that share loose connections and references.)

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    14 Jun 2026

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    “You’re beautiful,” Ilya whispers into the sunlit room, trying to preserve the moment just a little longer.

    The corners of Shane’s mouth quirk up, failing to hide his pleased smile, maybe he’s not even trying. Ilya lets his straining arm drop down, reaching for Shane’s face. He has to tilt his head awkwardly to avoid the sun from blinding him again.

    He ghosts his fingertips across the freckles under Shane’s eye, back and forth, before slowly making his way onto the bridge of his nose. He slides his pointer finger down the slope and taps lightly against his nose, watching the way it scrunches up, freckles trying to go into hiding.

    Everything about him is so beautiful it has something aching in Ilya’s chest.

    He drops his finger further down into the dip of his cupid’s bow, gently pressing the pad into his lip. He traces the shape, top and bottom, and then dances his fingers along the seam. Shane’s lips part slightly around a soft exhale.

    Or: 5 times Ilya gets to worship Shane’s freckles and one time he has to reassure him

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    13 Jun 2026

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    mafia boss!ilya being #downbad and shane walking him like a dog.

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    11 Jun 2026