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  1. Public Bookmark 45

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    Hollander stepped closer to the windowsill. Between a pair of empty designer vases sat a cheap ceramic lucky cat, white, with one paw raised. Hollander brushed his thumb over a small chip in the glaze. Somehow, looking was never enough for him. Whenever he liked something – the picture in the living room, the leaf, now this cat – he reached out and touched. Ilya remembered how, the night of their first hook-up, Hollander had touched him first too: fingers curling around Ilya’s arm, as though physical contact were the only way to make sure he was real.

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    Everybody knows that Ilya Rozanov is a dog person. With cats, it’s complicated. Almost as complicated as with Shane Hollander.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    the perfect house fic! shane used to draw, Ilya bought my dream house, it's not finished but i already know it's perfect. read it over and over. also wrote the amazing airport story.

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    “Uh, hello,” Ilya says when the cat rises up on its legs and stretches, back bending and paws curling down. Its ears flick and it gives him a dour sort of mwor in return. Witches have familiars, Ilya knows that. And this is a perfect spot for a familiar to be, on the stoop of the witch's house. Logic follows that the cat must be the witch's familiar.

    So he says, very politely, “Shane is expecting us,” even though he has no idea if that’s true or not.

    The cat yawns, tiny sharp teeth flashing at Ilya. Its ears flick again and then it curls up into a ball of fur, right there on the brick wall despite the fact that they’re hurtling towards the end of November and it’s fucking freezing outside.

    “Is that good or bad, do you think,” Ilya asks Seryozha in Russian, gesturing at the cat when the familiar doesn’t move again except to curl its tail over the tip of its pink nose.

    Seryozha’s phone screen flashes white in the darkness. That is a cat, he types, and Ilya scowls. It’s a fucking magical cat.

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    01 May 2026

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    little fic where shane is a witch fuck yes, also written by the home ec anon so it's really fucking good

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    "You will bend for me many times, I think, before this production is over."

    Shane means to say no. He means to tell Ilya Rozanov—arrogant Bolshoi principal dancer and professional pain in his ass—to fuck off and stop moving set pieces without permission. Instead, he ends up on his knees in a dressing room, which is definitely not how the Royal Winnipeg Ballet’s stage manager is supposed to handle conflict resolution.

    Three weeks until opening night. One impossible rivalry. And absolutely no way this ends well.

    or: Ilya comes to Winnipeg for The Nutcracker. Shane tries very hard to hate him. The mind-blowing hate-sex doesn’t help.

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    21 Apr 2026

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    ilya ballet candy and as always made me cry

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    Shane Hollander is the youngest Commander in ISS history; straight-backed, closeted, and so tightly on his own leash that seven months in orbit with Ilya Rozanov have not produced a single crack in his composure.

    Ilya Rozanov is the Russian cosmonaut who should have had his job, won’t stop bouncing a tennis ball off the walls, and is still looking for a fissure. Thankfully, a solar storm finds it for him.

    or: Near-death, zero gravity, and the wrong man’s hands in exactly the right places.

    A Cosmonaut!Ilya x Astronaut!Shane AU 🚀

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    17 Apr 2026

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    one of the best fics i've ever read and it's in SPACE! read it over and over because it's worth it

  5. Public Bookmark 12

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    Taemin smiled. “Have you ever had your cards read?”
    Jonghyun swallowed, suddenly nervous. Like the energy in the room had shifted since they’d traded names. Like they’d given a part of themselves to each other. “No.”
    “We’ll do a three card spread. Pretty standard. I’m going to shuffle.” Taemin started mixing up the cards. “While I do that, you should set an intention. Just think about what you want and tell me when I should stop shuffling.”
    What was Jonghyun's intention? What did he want? He wasn’t sure, but as he lost himself in the trance of watching the cards move, something in him finally said—
    “Stop.”

    While on vacation, skeptic Jonghyun meets psychic Taemin, who gives him a tarot reading that changes his life.

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    12 Nov 2022

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    it has tarot ok? love!