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Rozanov posts on Instagram a lot. Not on his feed, but his stories.
Every time he lands in a city, he posts a story. Usually it's just back of his seat, or sometimes the view out the window—on the tarmac, never anything exciting, one of just many cities their lives are broken up into—and a location tag. Low effort.
It’s pretty obvious what it is. Guys laugh about it, call it Rozanov’s Fuck Signal. The easiest way to get the hot girls who follow him to slide into his DMs.
Easy pussy.
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24 Feb 2026
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"Don't."
Ray says it gently, putting his hands over Gerard's as he does.
"Don't ask me about it. And don't take it off."
Ray's hands are warm in the chill of their cell. His eyes are pleading with Gerard not to press any further, and because Gerard loves him, they don't. Carefully, they remove their hand from the sash across Ray's chest.
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17 Feb 2026
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This is the deal: Ilya and Shane don't know each other. Shane’s there to relax. He’s there to grab a beer and watch whatever’s on the bar TV and speak to no one. Ilya might approach him, or might not. It’s not up to Shane. If he has to wait, he waits. No questions once they’re in it, but there will be nothing unsafe, no doing anything that’d show up on a medical. Shane’s job is to trust—to believe a little.
Again, this is the deal: Shane takes what he’s given.
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15 Feb 2026
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We won’t release a statement right away, someone from the front office said, but if you’re missing a couple games there’s going to be questions. What are we going to call it? A family emergency?
Ilya had almost laughed. What emergency? His father is already fucking dead.
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11 Feb 2026
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in the flesh by sylveondreams
Fandoms: My Chemical Romance, Long Live the Black Parade - Fandom
31 Jan 2026
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When the guards shove Gerard against the podium, he crumples, buckles around it like a car hitting a tree. He loses his footing. A hand pushes down on the center of his back. It's a railroad spike, nailing him to the podium. It's her hand, of course. He would recognize her iron touch anywhere.
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01 Feb 2026