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    Shane calls a phone sex hotline and gets Ilya crooning unspeakable filth in his ear. It kind of devolves from there.

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    Ilya is a college student in Boston working on the side as a phone sex operator, Shane is still a hockey player. They have toe-curling, dirty phone sex and end up falling in love along the way.

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    21 Jul 2026

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    i have no fucking words to describe how hard this moved me. no fucking noted. literal fanfiction perfection

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    Ask Ilya Rozanov and he’d tell you that the only thing worse than being a broke PhD student was being a broke PhD student facing eviction from your Humans Only rent-controlled apartment because you maybe, accidentally got yourself Turned over summer break.

    Cue the Bloodbanker$ app and its allegedly discreet and lucrative arrangements: a whole swipeable nest of generous Vamp4Vamp ‘Donors’ waiting for the perfect fledgling to spoil.

    Seducing an old rich dude with this hot bod? Light work.

    ‘Shane, 30*, O+’ wouldn’t know what hit him.

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    16 Jul 2026

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    THE BEST HOLLANOV VAMPIRE FIC IVE EVER READ IN MY LIFE

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    Fate liked to torture him, so Shane looked at Ilya.
    "What do you think?" He asked shyly, much less amused by all this when Ilya stayed quiet. He hasn't spoken a word since Shane left the bathroom. "I think…I think I could grow to like the eyeliner, but…"
    Ilya interrupted him with an unidentifiable sound that left his tight throat. He cleared it, trying to hold himself together.
    "Is nice." He mumbled out. "Pretty dress."
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    In which ilya thinks he's straight, until he sees his gay best friend dressed up in drag as a joke (he gets so hard he almost faints).

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    14 Jul 2026

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    This is MADNESS this is actual MADNESS...... how can a fic make me leak like crazy

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    Shane Hollander is nineteen and trying to get through one Hollywood party without being noticed. He gets noticed anyway, by the worst possible person. His last-minute Halloween costume is working too well. Ilya Rozanov, the rival he's never met but supposed to hate, takes one look and thinks Shane is a girl.
    Shane doesn't correct him. He doesn't stop him from kissing Shane. And he accidentally gives him his real phone number. Oops.

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    06 Jul 2026

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    THIS WAS SOOOOOOOOOO GOOD

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    How did he let this happen?

    Shane's not sure.

    One moment, he was on the gym floor not staring at Rozanov's gorgeous sweaty body. Then Shane was standing up, but his legs were weak for some god forsaken reason and Rozanov was there, just an arm around his waist to keep him upright, and now...

    Well.

    Now Shane's on his knees on the floor of Ilya Rozanov's shower.

     

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    Heated Rivalry, but the boys are forced to have an honest conversation around 8 years earlier than they do in canon.

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    24 Jun 2026

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    THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER FUCKING READ EVER OH MY GOD