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  1. “If you ever talk about my fiancé like that again, then I will end your career.”

    The words are pure vitriol, dripping from Shane’s mouth like venom from the fangs of a snake. He doesn’t raise his voice, he doesn’t even sound angry, he just sounds lethal. Like a man you don’t want to cross. Like a man who fully intends to honour his promise…or threat.

    He’s met with stunned silence.

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  2. “I am in control. I make the decisions,” Shane murmured to himself for the hundredth time that hour. He felt a little bit insane, sitting on the cold bathroom floor locked in a civil war with himself. On one side: his rational brain; on the other, the oily, persistent whisper trying to sell him a regret he couldn’t afford. His stomach squirmed with what could either be nausea or anxiety —it all felt the same at this point. Just do it. You’ll feel so much lighter and cleaner once it is all out of your system. The temptation to believe that lie was a physical weight. He was exhausted from the fight. He could feel his dinner sitting like a stone in the pit of his stomach, heavy and stagnant. He knew he probably would feel better if he could get rid of it. But… fuck. Or Shane is struggling with a dangerous urge and is flighting a lonely battle with himself on the bathroom floor. Until Ilya reminds him that he’s not alone.

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  3. Gianna: what'd I miss??

    Sarah: my cousin needs a date and shane hollander has a girlfriend

    Gianna: omg????

    ----

    another WAG Ilya fic <3

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  4. Ilya barely listened to a word coming out of his lips, more focused on what was nestled inside of them. His incisors, which should be elongated into full fangs like Ilya’s, were only slightly pointed. None of the other teeth had sharpened either, something no vampire could avoid when hungry. Ilya had only seen such teeth on a certain type of vampire, ones that would never have been left alone to cry in an alley while a strange vampire fed. This vampire, this Shane, was a fledgling. Or Ilya tries to get a quick meal in and ends up adopting a hurt vampire and defiling him in the same night

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  5. Hayden had known Shane was gay for a while now.

    He didn’t want his best friend to live in a world where it felt dangerous to be his true self. He didn’t want anyone to have to live that way. So lately he had been extra sensitive to the homophobia that was rampant in the NHL. He started calling out his teammates who made homophobic comments. He had already gotten in several fights on the ice over the issue. After being so passive on the issue for so long, he wasn’t holding back any longer.

    So he certainly didn’t hold back when he heard Shane’s rival, Ilya fucking Rozanov, being homophobic toward Shane.

    OR: Hayden is just trying to be a good ally. He accidentally commits a hate crime instead. Oops.

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  6. “Да. Yes. Ilya Rozanov.” Ilya said looking at the woman, Rose, he presumed. He shifts his gaze to his victim with an apology on his lips. Only for every word he had ever learned in English or Russian to completely slip his brain, except one.

    Freckles.

    That was all Ilya could manage to think. Freckles.

    And so many of them. Adorable brown marks, varying in hue and size, were scattered across the man's cheeks and nose. His nose. Had Ilya ever noticed someone's nose before? He quickly decided not to dwell on that when the boy finally met his stare.

    The big eyes that focused on Ilya were nothing short of beautiful. Pools of brown swirled around his pupils, which Ilya wanted to dive head first into.

    Holy shit this man is stunning. As in, ‘Oh my god I think I just fell in love with you’, kind of stunning.

     

    or jock ilya is obsessed with nerd shane

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  7. Hit The Ground by

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    Shane was looking down. His eyes were squeezed shut, his brow furrowed in intense, painful concentration. His lips were moving, silently shaping the words. Good. Night. Forming them slowly, carefully, in the secret space of his own mouth.

    Ilya’s breath hitched. He’d never seen this. Why would he have? Shane had never been sad around him. Never hurt. Never in this kind of quiet, defeated pain. Around Ilya, Shane had been pleasured and angry and frustrated and gloriously competitive. But never this. Never shattered.

    (or, everything is same but Shane has a slight stutter that gets bad when he's sad. Ilya has never heard it because Shane has never been sad around him. Until their night in Vegas.)

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  8. “You have problem, you bring it to me,” Rozanov growled. “Not him. Me. I am not so easy of a target, not like boring Canadians. And you keep that shit off the ice. Chirping, yes, fine. Not that. Never that. You are older than the game of hockey, should understand difference by now.”

    Canadians?

    “Wait,” Scott said slowly. “Is this about what I said to Hollander the other day?”

    —
    Or: Scott has no idea why Ilya Rozanov suddenly showed up in New York itching for a fight, but he knows it can’t be good.

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  9. New Hurt Values by

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    shane gets caught off guard. enter rarely feral ilya to lose control. + protective pack

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  10. “Is he really okay?” Ilya asks, voice broken with worry. “He is, I promise honey. I’m looking after him.” “Okay.” There’s uncertainty still in his voice, but obviously Ilya is aware there’s nothing more he can do from afar right now. “Okay. Thank you. Please. Please just…” Yuna knows his next words before he even gets them out. “Please keep them safe.” And she’s all too quick to promise him. “Of course I will.” -ilya calls yuna when he's at an away game to check on a heavily pregnant shane.- (or , shane giving birth to his first baby, through the POV of yuna hollander)

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  11. Now, Kip was hardly the most well versed in hockey, but he knew enough. Between his dad and Scott, he’d learned a lot about the game, and he’d certainly watched enough to recognize some of the more famous players. So when he looked across the hall at the offending door, he absolutely recognized Ilya fucking Rozanov standing in the hallway, looking at him.

    Shane Hollander’s door clicked shut behind Rozanov, and neither of them moved.

    or

    Kip leaves a hookup with Scott at one of the All-Stars games. Ilya leaves a hookup with Shane at that same All-Stars game. At the exact same time.

    Chaos ensues.

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  12. Scott Hunter gets seated next to Ilya Rozanov at a charity event for The Irina Foundation.

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  13. “Shane,” Rose says gently. “I don’t think Eva is good for you.” Shane sighs into his water glass. This again. You get one shoe thrown at you during an argument, and suddenly everyone thinks you’re being abused. Or: Shane ends up dating Rose’s co-star rather than her, and soon finds himself in an abusive relationship. Ilya and Shane's friends need to put aside their differences in order to keep him safe.

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  14. Take the Hits by

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    Shane has been an Ottawa Centaur for a month and is fitting in with the team. But now he has to face the Montreal Voyageurs for the first time since leaving. At least it is a home again. What could go wrong? Ilya has made it clear to the Centaurs how this game is going to go. Win the game, watch Shane’s back and send Montreal home crying. But Ilya is faced with watching his worst nightmare from 2017 happen again in front of his eyes. Shane gets hit. Bad.

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  15. At a bar in Montreal, Shane is having a drink with Hayden after the rest of the team have left, and two guys approach them, trying to start a fight, calling Shane a slur. Hayden tries to be a good friend, but it's not what Shane needs. OR Shane has a panic attack and Ilya drives two and a half hours in the middle of the night to be with him “Don't stay out too late,” J.J. grinned, patting Hayden's shoulder, then Shane's. “We won't, it's way past Shane's bedtime,” Hayden nodded, earning himself a glare from Shane. Shane watched J.J. leave the bar, then turned to Hayden. Though he'd had a nice time out with the team, he couldn't help but notice himself visibly relax. Yes, everyone on the team knew he was gay now, and some of the them had even pointed out a guy in the bar here and there to ask if Shane may be interested, but, with just Hayden, who knew Shane had no interest in anyone but his boyfriend, it was different. “All those guys could have potential, you know,” Hayden grinned. “You might want to consider it.” Shane rolled his eyes. “Come on, stop.” Hayden sighed. “You know I'm joking,” he said, taking a sip from his beer. “But, you know, I also wouldn't be mad if-” The way Shane glared at him again stopped him. “He's good with kids, I'll give him that.” Shane looked around, then lowered his voice when he spoke. “I don't know how I'd ever tell the others,” he sighed. “I mean, I know they'll find out at some point, but...” “It's fine you're not ready. You told them you were gay, that was a big deal.” Shane nodded slowly. “I know,” he said quietly. “I just wish they'd stop trying to find me a guy. They always do that.” “I think they'd try even harder if they knew.” Shane looked at his hands, both wrapped around his glass. He didn't like it, but he knew Hayden was right. “At least they support you. Can't blame them for trying to find someone for you.” “I guess.” He knew he should have got used to people knowing about him by now, but even though he'd told his team mates himself, he still found it strange that now, more and more people talked about it every day. It wasn't like he was the only gay hockey player that was out, thanks to Scott Hunter, and yet, it felt different. He could imagine Scott Hunter put pressure on himself too, but he seemed to be more sure of himself, more confident in who he was. Shane was still working on that. Scott Hunter also wasn't keeping his relationship a secret. “Hey, man, are you okay?” Shane lifted his gaze to Hayden again. But before he could respond, he heard his name, his attention drawn to two men sitting at the bar. “Yeah, that's him.” Shane tensed when he locked eyes with the man that had said his name. They didn't look like they were about to ask him to sign something. “Can't believe he's still fucking playing.” Hayden had noticed too, sitting up straighter as he watched them. “You guys got a problem with my friend?” he asked, calm, but ready to stand up for Shane. “Hayden,” Shane warned. “Yeah, I've got a problem with your friend,” one of the men huffed, sliding from the bar stool and approaching their table. Shane swallowed, his heart beating faster. The other man followed closely behind. “We used to like you, you know,” he said, now directly addressing Shane. “But now we know you're a little f-” “Shut up,” Hayden snapped. Shane's pulse slammed into his throat, too loud, too fast. He didn't want to fight anyone in a bar, he didn't want Hayden to fight anyone in a bar because of him, but he also felt like his heart was beating so fast that it may jump out of his chest. “What? You gay too, Pike?” one of them laughed. Shane had read tweets and articles, even though Ilya always tried to distract him when he started scrolling and reading hate, he'd been booed at games, and he'd heard comments made about him, but it had never been like this before. It was one of the reasons he'd thought about never coming out. One of the men was close to Hayden now, towering over him, and Shane's hands clenched into fists, but he still couldn't move. He wondered if he was having a heart attack. The words blurred. The bar blurred. Voices, shuffling, chairs scraping. His heart was so fast and he couldn't focus on anything else. He gasped for air, but there wasn't enough. “Shane?” He tried to inhale again, but couldn't get enough air past the tightness in his chest. “Shane?” Hayden's face came into focus in front of him, just for a moment, then his vision blurred again. “I can't breathe.”

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  16. birds of a feather by

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    He doesn’t know how he ends up in the downstairs coat closet.

    No memory exists of moving, of going down the staircase and shedding his ruined clothing until he’s only in his underwear, or opening the door and ripping all of Mama’s coats down to the floor. Vaguely, he recalls trembling in the cloud of her scent, stale and unhappy under the haze of old cigarettes.

    What he remembers is flashes. Alexei, furious tears in his eyes, telling Papa he’d found Ilya. Papa, scowling down at him, snapping, “Ilya, get out of this closet right now.” One of Papa’s cop friends, saying, “Jesus, Grika, look at him. He’s in h—” and Papa replying coldly, “Not another word.”

    Papa, kneeling in front of the closet, saying in an uncomfortable, painfully false, soft voice, “Synok, come out now. You cannot nest here.”

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  17. Anya’s barking continues. At this rate, he will need to check on her at the very least to stop the headache that is slowly forming behind his eyes. “Anya! Come on!” Shane calls once more as he sets his phone down on the small table next to his seat, along with his half-finished coffee. Suddenly, before he can register what is happening, Shane feels a strong arm snake around his torso. Rough fibers scratching the exposed skin of his stomach where the hoodie remained unzipped, leaving him exposed. Just as a cry of shock starts to work its way up his throat, a gloved hand reaches around his mouth, smothering anything that would have left his lips. The arm around his middle tightens, and he feels the hard, cold tap of metal against his waist where he assumes his attacker’s hand is. 'A gun'.

    ....

    “Grab him. I’ll start the car and we can get out of here.” Joe says over his shoulder as he makes his way to the front door.

    ....

    'Ilya. Please.

    Or

    It should have been a quiet morning alone. Pulled violently from his home Shane realizes he must try and fight his way out, and hopes Ilya realizes what happened before it is too late.

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  18. NHL golden boy Shane Hollander has spent his entire life being perfect — the ideal captain, the flawless teammate, the face of the franchise. He’s also spent his entire life hiding. When a chance encounter in a New York club leads him to Ilya Rozanov, Shane discovers what it means to finally let go. The problem? Ilya isn’t just confident, wealthy, and dangerously attractive. He’s also the heir to the Russian Bratva’s North American empire. What starts as one reckless weekend becomes something neither of them expected: real, consuming, and worth protecting at any cost — even when that cost includes bodies, lies, and a secret that could destroy everything Shane has built. Twenty-five years, three Stanley Cups, countless threats, and one question: how far will you go for the person who makes you feel like yourself?

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  19. Ilya Rozanov, get loved.

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  20. Man in the Mirror by

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    The edges of the picture had begun to bend; Shane was like a firework on the very verge of a convulsive explosion. The skirting of the doorway and the hand there gripping it were each as white as the other, and although the phone in his pocket rang and rang Shane made no move to answer it. It had been ringing since he’d last been an idiot, around seventeen minutes ago- when he had sent that stupid fucking message to Ilya Rozanov: “We didn’t even kiss”. _______ Or, its 2014 and the NHL has returned to Vegas. Shane sends that text and falls head-first off the deep end with a bottle from the hotel's mini fridge. Ilya must try to bring him back.

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