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    “Can’t hang out tonight, Hayd. I have plans.”

    “Bullshit,” Hayden responds. “You never have plans.”

    Objectively, this used to be true. Nowadays Shane has many, many plans, between his nightly plans to look at Ilya’s penis through Skype and his various long-term plans laid out helpfully in his notebook, Canva (For Ilya’s sake. He is a visual learner), and more recently, Excel. Shane loves that excel sheet. He’s colour coded it.

     

    In 2017, Shane Hollander spirals and proposes to his boyfriend of 4 days (or 7 years, or 9 years, or not his boyfriend at all, depending on how you look at it), which leads to a lot of plans, weird theories in the Montreal Voyageur locker room, some Twitter drama, and Ilya Rozanov entering his WAG era.

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    08 May 2026

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    Patate... Tipo riscrittura di stagione se non fossero stati scoperti TLG

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    "You will bend for me many times, I think, before this production is over."

    Shane means to say no. He means to tell Ilya Rozanov—arrogant Bolshoi principal dancer and professional pain in his ass—to fuck off and stop moving set pieces without permission. Instead, he ends up on his knees in a dressing room, which is definitely not how the Royal Winnipeg Ballet’s stage manager is supposed to handle conflict resolution.

    Three weeks until opening night. One impossible rivalry. And absolutely no way this ends well.

    or: Ilya comes to Winnipeg for The Nutcracker. Shane tries very hard to hate him. The mind-blowing hate-sex doesn’t help.

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    28 Apr 2026

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    BALLETTO, MOLTE INCOMPRENSIONI,100/10

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    While trying to write to his friend studying abroad in Moscow, Shane Hollander accidentally reaches Ilya Rozanov.

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    26 Apr 2026

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    Lettere/relazione a distanza

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    Grantaire moved to Berlin five years ago. He's happy, he gets to be a painter, he has a group of friends whom he adores, he's a well-adjusted adult living his dream life. The best part is, he still keeps in touch with all the Amis. They visit regularly and call often, they didn't stop being a presence in his life just because he's not in Paris anymore.

    There is only one person that hasn't visited. For years, it formed a hole in his chest. After some time, he realised he may never fill that hole, but that maybe that was okay, that he could let bad things happen to him and not get stuck in misery. That he didn’t have to let life happen to him just because of the boy he fell in love with at 18.

    So when he saw the text at the top of his phone screen he had to steel himself on the pavement and rub at his eyes to make sure he was seeing right. He didn’t feel like the lovestruck 18 year old he was when they met, or even like the hurt and resentful 23 year old he was when he left. He just felt the cold breeze, and half-stared at his phone.

    Enjolras [17:03]: Hello Grantaire, it's Enjolras. I will be in Berlin next week - do you know any good hotels around the city centre? Thank you.

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    13 Aug 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 10

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    Enj,
    It’s okay if you hate me now. I would hate me too— there’s something about this that just feels so cowardly. I couldn’t say any of it to your face. This box has been sitting in my closet for about eight months, and I just couldn’t bring myself to send it. I threw this in at the last minute, obviously (you know me, always procrastinating). I just need you to know that I don’t hate you; I never have, and I never will.
    Inside of this letter, you must have found the CD I made you. It’s silly, I know, and definitely a little MySpace of me, but I always loved showing you music, and burning you CDs, and, well, old habits really die hard. I still sometimes find myself reaching for my phone to say goodnight to you. I still find myself wearing your old shirts. I know that I’m the one that did this— not just to myself, but to both of us—, and in all honesty (you know how hard it is for me to be honest with anybody, let alone you; let alone myself), I regret it.

     

     

     

    Yours, in the ranks of death,
    R

     

     

    (or, the e/R exes-to-lovers mixtape AU)

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    13 Aug 2025