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Small Circles of Awe by mellish
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
20 Apr 2026
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“You must be excited, after such a long engagement. It will be like fairytale,” Ilya says. “So much champagne. So many ballgowns. If you can, please spare me a horse from your wedding presents. A fast one.”
Shane huffs out a laugh, because Ilya is ridiculous. I’ll miss this, he thinks. He clears his throat. “Must be nice, that you can marry whoever you want.”
There’s a long silence. Then Ilya says, “That’s not necessarily true.”
In which Shane is a prince, and engaged to Princess Rose. And Sir Ilya Rozanov is his personal knight. Royalty AU.
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Ilya recalls his mother in fragments: her voice, gentle in his ear; her curls, warming his cheeks as she wrapped him in an embrace; the way her eyes crinkled, as she brushed his hair back and said, “You are getting so tall now, Ilyusha. What am I going to do about my very tall bear?”
Ilya Rozanov has never belonged to anyone but himself. An Ilya character study, tracing canon events.
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“You’re not—” He pauses for a moment. “You’re not looking at me. Zoro. Can you…”
Oh. Shit.
“I can’t see.” Now that he’s noticed, it’s very obvious.
Zoro loses his eyesight to a devil fruit user. He thinks it's all right. Sanji, for some reason, doesn't.
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"It’s not a big deal if people smooch Sanji, is it?”
“I mean it’s kind of a big deal to me,” Sanji mumbles under his breath.
Sanji gets an allergy that makes everyone lust after him. Zoro is apparently immune.
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“Oh. What Zoro finds pretty? That’s obvious."
“It is?” Sanji asks, shocked.
“It is?” Zoro asks, eyes wide.
Or: six times Sanji tries to guess Zoro’s type, and one time Zoro asks for his.
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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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- Part 3 of ejo + hr