isolationthirst



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    “You are planning to rob me or what?” He hears Rozanov call, and he can’t help but smile slightly even as he rolls his eyes, closing the door to the linen closet and feeling strangely lighter than when he opened it, reassured that he’s just trying to read into a blank page, that today doesn’t mean anything more than Rozanov doesn’t mind him being around, which is strangely flattering.

    “I don’t know,” he calls back. “Don’t Russians like diamonds and fur and stuff? Where should I start looking if I want to know what my options are?”

    He hears Rozanov laugh, and it makes him smile.

    When he joins him in the living room once more, Rozanov tugs him down to lean against him again. Shane goes easier this time, settling into it, knowing it doesn’t mean anything other than the fact that he just happens to be the closest warm body, the person on Rozanov’s roster who filled today’s slot.

    (the tuna meltdown doesn't happen) (this does not mean they get ANY better at communication)

    (or: how shane didn't realize he had a boyfriend for several months)

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    12 Jun 2026

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    Hollanov miscommunicate into dating.

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    Less than a year into their marriage, Shane walks out in the middle of a fight. Ilya goes into full-blown panic mode and messages everyone he knows.

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    10 Jun 2026

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    Hilarious, Ilya raises a search party for Shane, who's only on the porch.

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    After making up a fake boyfriend so his teammates would stop setting him up on dates, Shane is suddenly faced with the task of finding a real one on short notice in order to avoid humiliation.

    Shockingly, his old rival, Ilya Rozanov, is willing to do what it takes to help him. Even if that means pretending to be in love with Shane for a full weekend.

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    10 Jun 2026

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    Fake dating!

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    Hollander huffed and then, slowly, looked into Ilya’s eyes. “What if… what if we didn’t do it all the way?”

    “Yeah?” Ilya breathed. “Like?”

    “What if it’s just the tip.”

    Ilya’s jaw literally dropped. “Who the fuck taught you that?”

    Hollander shrugged, then his eyes locked onto Ilya. “Yes or no.”

    Fuck it.

    Or: episode 4 fuck-montage meets Just The Tip meets down-bad but doesn’t know it Ilya Rozanov meets barebacking

    OR: Ilya “just the tip” Rozanov and Shane “just fucking come in me” Hollander

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    04 Jun 2026

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    Just. The. Tip. Hot but achey because pre-tuna meltdown. (Perfect banter, perfect character voice and feel.)

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    As a straight man, Ilya Rozanov has never had a gay roommate before, but it’s going pretty well. Shane Hollander is kind, silly, and an even bigger hockey nut than Ilya.

    So when Shane starts bringing men over, and Ilya begins to want to bash their fucking heads in, Ilya comes to a startling conclusion: He must be homophobic.

    (He’s jealous.)

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    02 Jun 2026

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    Ilya thinks he's straight and they were flatmates 🥲 Beautiful, beautiful writing.