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    And there.

    Through a break in the trees, there is a house. Wooden, old, the pale white paint of it greyed with age and dampness.

    "I—" His voice comes out level, at least.

    The man has tilted his head. "What? You want to sleep in your car?" He pulls his chin toward the dark interior of the house, a small gesture. "No. Come in. Is no trouble."

    God hasn’t abandoned him yet, ha.

    Shane Hollander's car breaks down in the middle of nowhere. The man who answers the door is charming, warm, and just his type. Ilya Rozanov is a very religious man. He has a lot to say about repentance.

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    22 Jul 2026

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    He’s breathing the same air as Shane Hollander. Carbon dioxide is passing from Hollander’s lungs to his. You should be mine, he thinks of commanding, on the off chance Hollander will obey. You’re the center of my world and you should be all mine.

    In which Ilya has a habit, and an obsession.

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    18 Jul 2026

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    Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov play on the same team in college. However, for some inexplicable reason, Rozanov seems to hate Hollander's guts. Little does Hollander know that the one whose been leaving him love notes in his stall has been Rozanov all along.

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    18 Jul 2026

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    Ilya Rozanov is Shane's ex-rival, his barely tolerable teammate, his perfect right wing, also concurrently an annoying presence in his Snapchat messages, a budding friend perhaps, and a general thorn in his backside. None of this, of course, explains why Shane is subjected to every single account of Ilya's sexual exploits or why Shane is secretly interested in them...

    or a texting fic featuring emotionally stunted men, a slightly toxic friendship, and weaponized jealousy.

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    18 Jul 2026

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    He thought that he would have to run out of people soon. Surely, there had to be a finite number of queer men in the area, and he’d run out of options eventually. Then, he could really delete the app, and accept his life as a perpetual bachelor and probable hermit.

    He should have known. In retrospect, he should have fucking known it was only a matter of time.

    Shane was swiping mindlessly, leaning against his kitchen island, killing time before he left for work, when a new profile popped up across his feed. He recognized him instantly from that stupid mirror selfie, one that he had sent Shane right after he had taken it in some shitty coffee shop bathroom downtown.

    He’d know him anywhere.

    Or, Shane keeps seeing his ex on dating apps, and it's driving him insane.

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    16 Jul 2026