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    "Quiet, I'm trying to say something." Shane waits. Ilya says nothing, but taps the side of Shane's head, as if prompting. "Okay. Well. I think… I think I kind of liked it?"

    Ilya continues to not say anything for a long moment, and then he grabs Shane's face and peers down at him. "Did you get new concussion while I was not looking?" he asks, brow furrowed. The genuine concern in his eyes makes Shane bristle. "Did you not see glass and run into the window like dumb bird?"

    "Fuck off," Shane sighs, rolling his eyes. "I'm being serious."

    "So am I!" Ilya insists with real worry. "Either your old concussion is not gone and it is making you say things, or you got new concussion 'cause you liked it so much! And both is very bad!"

    Or; Shane discovers that he sometimes needs to get literally knocked out of his own head for some much needed peace and quiet. Ilya has never pulled his punches, and he doesn't intend to start now.

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    14 Feb 2026

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    I love this feeling, but I hate this part
    I wanted this to work so much, I drew up our plans on a chart
    Cars are flipping, I'm in hot pursuit
    My character's strong, but my head is loose
    He hits like ecstasy
    Comes up and bangs the sense out of me

    - Greek Tragedy by The Wombats

    Standalone vignettes of Hollanov in college frats.

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    14 Feb 2026

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    “Shane Hollander,” Ilya says. He smells like beer, even though he prefers vodka, but frats can’t serve hard liquor on the floor. However, it’s an open secret that if you want liquor you can just go to—

    “My room, now,” Ilya snarls. For some goddamn reason, Shane follows.

    Ilya’s mouth is on his in an instant, gnashing and devouring, tasting like shitty beer and Zyn packets. He’s always tasted disgusting, ever since freshman year when they hooked up in the dorms during rush week. He tasted like cigarettes then. Then, sophomore year, he tasted like vape smoke, until he decided vapes were far less sexy than cigarettes and quit. Only to taste like nicotine gum in junior year.

    Shane hates that he knows all this. And he hates that it never stopped him from coming back.

    January 2013. It’s the night of Beta Omicron Sigma’s famous Snow Ball party. The president of their rival frat, Mu Tau Lambda, wouldn’t be caught dead there. Except for the fact that he’s been fucking the Beta Sig president since freshman year.

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    Yuna has let go of a lot in her life, including her own dream to play professional hockey. But that's alright; she has Shane and David and they have built a storybook legacy together. Then Ilya Rozanov gets hurt and suddenly Shane's calling her asking if they'll go pick up his archrival from the hospital.

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    13 Feb 2026

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    Do you want something, Ilya had asked. The answer was, as it always was, yes. But that had not been the question.

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