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  1. Summary

    This collection of fic features Dom Henry and Sub Alex. Each fic is a complete story on it's own so the series isn't marked complete. You can read them in any order and/or read however many you'd like. The fics all take place in the same universe - a few years post-canon and usually at their NYC brownstone. Tags and themes vary - please see individual fic tags for details.

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    A series of 100-word drabbles written for The Brownstone Discord Server's weekly drabble prompt. Ratings and tags vary with each drabble.

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    A series of emails from Henry to Alex, sent four years after "The Waterloo Letters". Each installment reflects on one of The Waterloo Letters as Henry reclaims the private words that were stolen from them.

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    That’s what’s so dangerous about Shane. Not the kind eyes, not the temptation, not the little voice in the back of Ilya’s head that he feeds that keeps telling him to fuck it all and choose happiness over duty, over stability, over birthrights and stipulations. The danger is that Ilya has spent a lifetime perfecting the art of keeping things to himself, and Shane—with his empathy and his endless need to know—opens his mouth once and Ilya’s body spits out the truth before he can vet it first. Before he can make sure it’s safe. Not too much, not too vulnerable, not self-pitying, not a lie, but not necessarily the truth either. There is no just right when it comes to Shane. There is only impulse and hunger and, against every single fucking odd, a trust so deep that it’s in Ilya's blood now, helpless to pinpoint when it had first punctured and spread like a poison. 

    No. That isn’t right. 

    Like, maybe, the only antidote that Ilya has ever been offered without strings attached.

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    19 Dec 2025

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    Ilya was down again.

    This happened every year, every month even - Shane knew this. He expected it.

    Sometimes, he saw it coming beforehand. He’d notice a vacant look in Ilya’s eyes, dishes left unwashed, little lapses in Ilya’s daily routine that most people would brush aside but that Shane knew meant he’d need to be a little more “on” than he normally was. Sometimes, though, Shane didn’t see it coming. Sometimes, out of nowhere, he’d interact with Ilya and Ilya would just be - well, he’d be there, but he’d be gone.

    Yuna and David are in Moscow when they stumble upon Ilya's mother's grave.

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    17 Dec 2025

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    Ilya picks up on the third ring, breathing heavily into the phone. Shane hears a door slam shut through the device. “Do not yell at me.” 

    Shane stares at the half-empty bottle of vodka on the coffee table. “You suck.”

    “I suck? I scored hat-trick! In your stupid body! I have not eaten in six hours, Hollander. I have not pissed. I have not laid down. I want to go home.” 

    “Rozanov–” 

    “Your mother has called twenty times. Your manager has called thirty times. Your father text me picture of crossword puzzle and ask for help. Clue is about American President from the 1980s. I cannot help!”

    OR: the hollanov bodyswap fic. 

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    17 Dec 2025

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    He only realizes he’s doing it when it’s too late to stop.

    He’s standing in the drink aisle of the grocery store, checking the expiration dates on the cans of Coke, mentally cross-checking them with Boston’s away game schedule, and the reality hits him like someone shook one of those cans and popped it open. A snap. A fizz. A mess.

    Shane is making space for Ilya.

     

    (or, lessons in budget-friendly shopping, home decor, and resisting the urge to neatly combine all your situationship’s shit into a drawer in your bedroom because you might be falling in love with him: a seven-ish step guide by shane hollander, who is so, so fucked)

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    Ilya turned sharply towards the refrigerator and yanked open the door, hand moving on its own accord to the shelf where he kept his vodka. His hand stopped midair when his eyes finally caught up.

    The bottle sat exactly where it always did.

    And beside it?

    Five cans of ginger ale.

    Something sharp and vicious, dripping in rageful self loathing, twisted through his chest at the sight.

    He loved Shane Hollander.

    The realization was a punch to the gut. He almost laughed, bitterness coating his insides. Of course he did. Of course he was that stupid. Confusing sex for emotions. Pathetically falling for his rival.

    And worst of all, he was the biggest fucking idiot for believing there was even a remote possibility that Shane may love him back.

    OR - 2 times Ilya knew Shane could never love him (+1 time he was wrong).

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    17 Dec 2025

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