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  1. “You’re sick,” says Shane, albeit shakily because he isn’t sure about this. He isn’t sure about them, or what they are. He doesn’t know if he’s allowed to care or worry because he doesn’t know what to call them. There is no routine or rules. All he knows is he probably shouldn’t be calling the captain of another team, especially not in the locker room. He shuts his locker and grabs his bag. “You are obvious. Did you call me to say obvious things, like sky is blue? Or Montreal sucks. Or that you cry when you come?” It sounds like he’s smiling. Shane’s stomach swoops, tripping over itself in a swell of affection. He rubs his hand over his face, feeling disoriented by the flood of conflicting emotions. “Fuck you,” Shane snaps, habitually. or: ilya always texts shane before they play against each other, but today he doesn’t. shane, and all spectating eyes, can tell someone is off with boston’s captain.

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  2. Shane crossed his arms as he leant back against the side of the Jeep, and stared right back. For just a moment Ilya’s momentum stuttered – from the look he gave him, Shane thought he might launch out of the car at him. "Later,” he mouthed at him, and Ilya puffed up his cheeks and pouted before slamming the door shut behind him. OR: Both Shane and Ilya are addicted to the challenge, in all parts of their lives. Now Ilya has to wait, and Shane has to deal with the consequences once Ilya finally gets his hands on him.

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  3. Shane has had a secret ritual for years which is kissing every single mole on Ilya’s body. While away on their honeymoon, it becomes something more. Whispered promises and vows in a language Ilya knows, marked by a beloved, reverent kiss to each mole.

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  4. Ilya wasn't feeling his best and all he wanted was a good day at the cottage. An unexpected surprise helped the day turn good.

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  5. “A gift,” Ilya murmured, “Keep it in during afternoon practice, as a promise of what is waiting for you afterwards.” Shane’s face went so red he thought it must be glowing. ———————— Shane gets surprised by another one of Ilya’s Evil Horny Shenanigans (can I trademark that?) and everyone has a good time!

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  6. Vows by

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    “We didn’t exchange vows,” Shane mumbles, his head resting on Ilya’s strong chest. “I thought you didn’t want to,” Ilya says, because Shane did, in fact, say he didn’t want to. But these last couple of days, Shane catches himself thinking about what he would have said, if they had told each other their vows. He realizes he wants to know what Ilya would have said.

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  7. Shane collapses into Ilya’s arms after a game! Ilya, who can only watch as his boyfriend slowly dies in the hospital, is beyond devastated and desperate for a miracle. Fortunately, a surprise ally comes to help both boys! —————— “Shane is strong,” Ilya declared, snarling at the doctor like he was an opponent in a hockey game. “He will not die.” The doctor offered a kind, indulgent smile. “He’s almost settled in a room. I’ll send a nurse to get you when you can see him.” The man went to leave but stopped just outside the door. “Just so you’re not surprised… He’s a little confused, probably from the fever. He’s not making much sense.” “In what way?” David asked. “He keeps talking to someone—a woman who’s not actually there.” “Who?” asked Ilya.

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  8. Scars and all by

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    Early in the morning, Shane discovers a part of Ilya he never wanted to imagine. They work through it together <3

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  9. to leave a mark by

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    Shane felt a hot tear drip from Ilya’s face onto his own and shuddered under the weight of it. Of causing it. Of being loved enough to make someone hurt with your hurt. To be worthy of it. Or, Shane has an autistic meltdown after they fight. Ilya helps.

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  10. Great Big Sea by

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    Shane Hollander loves a plan. Unfortunately, all of his are falling apart, and on the day before hockey camps are set to start.

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  11. “See? I think maybe you are friends with Rozanov.” J.J. was kidding. Obviously he was kidding; no self-respecting member of the Montreal Metros would ever befriend a Raider. Shane was not very self-respecting. “What? No! I don’t even know who that is!” *or* Shane sucks at lying. This is a fact his parents were always grateful for, but it sure does make hiding a decades-long relationship with his arch rival difficult.

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  12. Ilya plans to win the Stanley cup and knows exactly how he wants to celebrate. OR While teasing Shane, Ilya shares a fantasy where his boyfriend wears a Rozanov jersey. Shane struggles with the conflicting feelings this fantasy evokes. -- Ilya pulled one hand to Shane’s knee and began to walk his fingers up the man’s thigh, now playing at nonchalance, even as his voice deepened. He held Shane’s gaze, capturing his full attention. “Imagine it. I finish the game, I celebrate on ice with my team, I hold the Cup up for cameramen to get good shot of me. I go to the press conference. I go to the after party… Then I come home…” “And I’m in your bed wearing only a Rozanov jersey, yeah? Number eighty-one?” Ilya grinned, dropping another open-mouthed kiss on Shane’s belly, never breaking eye contact. “I knew you would understand.”

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  13. Shane comes home tired and in need of some serious care from his husband. Ilya is more than happy to give him what he needs. Just a very fluffy oneshot of them being soft and happy. Light smut and even lighter angst. There were many things about Shane that Ilya loved more than the air he breathed. He loved the way Shane’s freckles glowed when he blushed, and god did Ilya love making Shane blush. He loved the way Shane’s walnut colored eyes glossed over when Ilya took charge, whether they were in the bedroom or simply when Shane needed the release of giving himself up to his husband. Ilya loved when Shane’s head lay on his chest and he could smell the clean scent of Shane’s shampoo, his ink hair lightly tickling Ilya’s cheek. He would run his hands through it, scrape his nails down Shane’s nape and feel him completely and utterly melt into him. There were too many things Ilya loved about Shane to name, but there was one thing that his husband did that made Ilya feel like he would lose his mind. Now, Ilya knew Shane would never approve of him saying that he had an oral fixation, but Ilya didn’t really know what else to call it. Shane just liked having things in his mouth… all the time. Ever since Ilya had known Shane, his husband always seemed to have something in his mouth, or at least seemed to relax when he had things in his mouth. Whether it was a hoodie string, a straw, the collar of his t-shirt, his knuckle, or even his bottom lip. Shane just was always sucking or biting something. Ilya didn’t really think much of it at first. Well that wasn’t totally true, Ilya always thought it was hot when Shane had something in his mouth, especially when they were younger. It was hard to sit there and watch Shane chew and suck on a hoodie string when it could’ve been Ilya’s dick instead. And lord did Ilya love when Shane sucked his dick. Ever since their first time together, when Shane was inexperienced and desperate, he was so good. Shane was always so good, especially for Ilya. It was satisfying when Shane would simply drop to his knees without being asked, his hands burning against the backs of Ilya’s thighs as he took Ilya’s cock in his mouth like it was second nature, like he belonged there. He certainly acted like it. Ilya never realized how much Shane sucking him off was for Shane as much as it was for him. Ilya never really thought about it back then, he was selfish and took Shane for granted and Ilya regretted it with his whole soul. But as they grew and their relationship grew and they stopped being stupid about their feelings, Ilya started to truly notice all of Shane’s little mannerisms. Ilya saw how much Shane loved to be good. He loved praise, he loved reassurance, and he loved being told he did a good job. When Ilya took control, Shane was allowed to simply be Shane. He wasn’t Shane Hollander the hockey player, he was Ilya’s Shane. So when Shane came home from his game, sweaty and tired, his bag hitting their wooden floors with a thump, Ilya knew, even before he saw his husband, what he needed. Ilya had seen the game, and had seen how hard Shane pushed himself for them to win. Ilya knew that even though they won, Shane would need him. “Shane?” Ilya called from the living room, muting the tv and casually walking over to the front door where his husband was leaning against the wall as he toed off his shoes. Shane was wearing a simple white shirt and athletic sweats, his eyes droopy and tired and his hair sticking up in wild places. “Hey,” Shane greeted, exhaustion dripping into his voice as he pulled himself to stand upright, wobbling a little as he did so. Ilya went to his side, a hand resting heavy and comforting on the back of Shane’s neck. He brought Shane into his chest, his husband’s cheek pressed flush against his bare flesh. “You played so hard tonight,” Ilya murmured into Shane’s hair and he felt Shane’s body go limp into his own. He was already braced for it and easily took his husband’s weight. “You made everyone so proud, made me so proud. You deserve rest, lyubimyy,” he stroked a hand through Shane’s hair and kissed the top of his head. Shane’s arms came up limp and heavy to wrap around Ilya’s waist, his hands splayed across Ilya’s strong back. “How do you always seem to know what I need?” Shane mumbled, into Ilya’s pectoral, his lips warm and soft on Ilya’s skin.

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  14. “Stupid Canadian claw machines,” Ilya murmurs, flipping the claw machine off. “Is like Vegas slot machines; I did not know there was gambling for kids.” Or: Shane realizes Ilya doesn't know what claw machines are and takes him to them

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  15. In which Shane and Ilya retire and adopt a little girl from Russia Angst/fluff/domestic bliss/cute family bits

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  16. Kissing Shane was fun. Not in the usual lustful way — but in the way that Ilya couldn't stop thinking about it, the closeness he felt with Shane during those moments. And it wasn't just kissing Shane's lips, he adored kissing all of his soft skin. Freckles, jaw, collarbone, chest, back, thighs, arms — anywhere he could, he'd place a kiss. Or Ilya is obsessed with kissing Shane.

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  17. “Baby, there’s nothing I haven’t already told you… except maybe—” He glanced up. “For some reason, Shane has a Russian keyboard on his phone. Last week, when my phone died and I texted you from his, I noticed it. English, French… and Russian.” Oh. Shit. Jackie’s eyes lit up with interest. “A Russian keyboard? ” // Or: yet another fanfic about uncovering the true identity of the mysterious “Lily from Boston”

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  18. The moment Ilya slips the wedding band onto Shane’s finger, it feels like the world goes quiet for the first time in his life. Peaceful in a way Shane has never known. They’re married. Husbands. And Shane is excited for all of the firsts that lie ahead of them as a married couple. -- OR: A Bunch of "Firsts" from the First Year of Shane and Ilya's Marriage

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  19. "Montreal is much closer to Ottawa than to Boston, of course. Yet somehow Shane feels farther away than ever before. Ilya doesn’ t think it’s Shane’s fault. Ilya knows what he agreed to. Ilya used to be used to not being touched. Now, it makes him feel like he’s dying." Started as a fic abt ilya being touch starved and how casual sex used to be very convenient and then I decided he deserves essentially an emotional support animal lol.

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  20. Ilya gets his bell rung while playing for Ottawa against Montreal He forgets how to speak English and can only speak Russian Luckily, Shane Hollander, the light of his life, has learned Russian

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