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  1. Busted by

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    2026-03-15

    Hayden just wanted to surprise Shane with a guy’s night in. Shane had been flat lately, and he and JJ thought it would be nice to distract him with friendship.
    How they ended up stuck in a fucking closet watching Shane get dicked down harder than anyone in the history of the world has ever been dicked down, Hayden would never quite understand.

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  2. Rozanov smirked. “Going both ways is most valuable hockey skill.”
    “Hey!” Shane objected.
    “You have many other valuable skills,” Rozanov murmured. “Let me and Pike have this one, mm?”
    Hayden watched, feeling numb, as Shane let Rozanov tug him into a kiss. Oh. Oh fuck. Fuck, that was hot.
    “You like watching, Pike?” Rozanov asked, without turning his face away from Shane’s.
    “Fuck you, Rozanov,” Hayden snapped reflexively. “… Yes.”

    Canon-divergent AU where Hayden tells Shane he’s bisexual before Shane gets a chance to come out to him, and things escalate quickly from there. AKA, the Hayden in a Hollanov sandwich smutfic that no one everybody asked for.

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  3. Before We Were Kind by

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    At a conference, Bren's present briefly collides with his past.

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  4. The first time Hayden asks himself if Shane Hollander is gay, he’s drunk and stupid, and it isn’t even about Shane. He’s just being maudlin, the buzz of mid-shelf tequila turned sour after he stopped a girl getting too handsy with him on the dancefloor. She’d looked at him like he was crazy.

    OR

    Five times Hayden asks himself if Shane is gay and one time it's pretty fucking obvious. Because he walks in on them.

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  5. After a year and a half of playing with Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov, the Centaurs could agree on one thing about the couple: everyone still knew almost nothing about their relationship.

    The conclusion was very clear: if they wanted answers, it was time to send in the SAPs.

    OR

    5 times the Centaurs send their partners on an investigation for the truth about Shane and Ilya's relationship, and one time the team gets the answers for themselves. And then they freak out about it in the group chat.

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  6. As is true of most of the best things in life, it was completely and totally Jackie’s idea.

    “Come on, are you serious? You’ve never played ‘Never Have I Ever’?”
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    Or, Shane, Ilya, Hayden, and Jackie play Never Have I Ever while on vacation. Everyone learns something about one another, and Shane learns that being open with the people he loves isn't so scary.

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  7. Ilya, two weeks after having another hook-up with Shane, has a one night stand with a girl.
    He doesn't compare the two.
    He doesn't.

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  8. She's got her mouth open, too, ready to snap at him to leave, because Shane does not need this right now. He can come back, if he has to, when her son's less fucking vulnerable, high on painkillers and reeling from mood-swings; not that she thinks he will, which, good. Really, she's just about to, when Shane's voice sounds. "Ilyaaaaa!" he lets out delightedly. For another long moment, nobody moves. Rozanov's face has contorted. His brows are furrowed and he's looking only at Shane. Is he confused? Yuna's pretty damn confused. Because– "Il-yaaaa!" Shane repeats, loud and sounding – ecstatic, really. Absolutely ecstatic. Yuna stares at Shane's bruised face and tries, desperately, not to cry. She loves hockey, loves it with all her heart, is obsessed with Montreal and her son's career – but she hates it, too, when it leaves Shane broken, collapsed on the ice. It's not okay. It's never okay, seeing him there, helpless and hurt. It's even worse when she's not there. Yuna and David had been at home when it'd happened. They'd put the game on in the background, as they were wont to do with all of Shane's games, and Yuna'd been ironing as David made dinner, the two of them talking lightly together about nothing much. It'd been perfect, really. Her younger self would never have thought it, but she lives for those quiet evenings with her husband, easy and calm, the smell of good food wafting through the house and the croon of the speaker in the background. A good night, she'd thought. Shane'd been on his A-game. In the face-off, he'd stolen the puck from Rozanov, and raced across the ice, and he looked like he was really, truly enjoying it. He'd been smiling. Yuna'd remarked on it. Then, suddenly, silence. Yuna'd looked up at the sudden hush. The audience's usually a constant white noise, the calling and hooting and booing merging together into one dull sound. The commentators remarked on every pass Shane made, especially tonight, when they were playing Boston. Silence was never – ever – good. She hadn't known who it was at first. There was just a figure in a blue jersey, smashed onto the ice. She'd stood up, squinted. Was it Hayden? But no, PIKE was there, plastered on the back of the figure throwing himself onto the Boston player that'd caused the fall. Was it Gagnon? Then – "And Shane Hollander's down!" the commentator had announced, and everything in Y una went still. Shane's been injured before, of course. It's hockey. Yuna'd been forced to cope with it ever since Shane was nine and first bowled over by one of the other players – bigger than him, bulkier than him, always more aggressive than him. He usually gets up, though. He usually gets up. He doesn't this time. After that, everything blurred into one. David had sprinted upstairs, and he’d grabbed the overnight bag that they'd never used, that was needed only for emergencies, and then he'd been down and Yuna'd remembered how to breathe again and they were in the car, rushing- rushing-rushing to where their son was, miles away, being carted off to hospital in Montreal. They'd got there as soon as they could. It wasn't soon enough. But the doctor had calmed them, reassured them, told them, "Your son's alright, Mr and Mrs Hollander, he's just got a fractured collarbone and a mild concussion. Don't worry." Then he'd added, with a friendly grin, "He'll be out for the playoffs, though, I'm afraid." A Voyageurs fan. As if Yuna cared about the playoffs.–Shane would, though, she remembered, and told herself to give a brittle smile and thank him. She did. She's here, now, sat at his bedside. It's not a familiar position, not like it would be for a lot of hockey families. Shane's just that good. Yuna's overwhelmingly glad it's not. She doesn't think she could cope if he got himself in here every season. It's been a few hours since he'd first woken up, blinking dazedly at her and David, drugs pumping through his system to keep him relaxed and pain-free. It'd been startling, actually, the easy grin that slid onto his face when he'd spotted them. Shane'd smiled slow and smooth and genuine. It'd crinkled his eyes up and he’d been squinting, too, because of the bright lights, and he’d looked happy. Happy and loose in a way that made Yuna realise he was usually so, so tense; so, so stiff. He'd been slow to wake. He'd shifted, and grumbled to himself, and Yuna and David had rushed to his bedside to be right there when he finally blinked himself to consciousness. His head flopped a bit, and he’d muttered something she couldn't quite make out that sounded like "Ill-ya," and repeated it over and over again. She still doesn't know what it means. He'd stopped saying it when he realised she and David were there, had quietened down and looked at her and then beamed. Then his grin had gotten smaller, regulating, but he'd greeted them in a soft, slurred voice, and very quickly gotten tired again and drifted off. That'd been around midnight, Yuna thinks, maybe later. David had exhaled and kissed her and gone off to book them a hotel for a couple days. Yuna couldn't bring herself to go with him. Because he knows her, and he loves her, and probably because he feels better if Shane has one of them there, he'd gone without protest. She'll join him tonight, she thinks. When Shane's been awake for more than just a few minutes. She just sat with him, watching him breathe; she checks the clock and the heart-rate monitor every so often. She'd managed to get a few hours in around three a.m., crashing in the stiff armchair in the corner of the private room Shane's in, and she'd woke up again at half seven, her phone glaring in the dull dark of the room. One of the nurses must have switched the light off when they'd seen her asleep. Yuna's thankful. Now, the little numbers on the screen say 08:47. Visiting time's started. Not that anyone'll be by for a couple hours yet, thank God, because Yuna really can't deal with people right now. Except David. He should be here shortly too, the only saving grace. Him, she always wants by her side. As if summoned by her thoughts, there's a gentle knock at the door, and it's pulled open. David walks in, circles under his eyes, but they're certainly not as bad as hers are bound to be. His expression softens when he looks at her, and she smiles a little helplessly. "How's he doing?" he asks lowly. "Alright, I think," she says honestly. "But –" "It's never easy seeing him like this," David agrees. Yuna lets out an exhausted sigh. "Yes," she says. "Yes. Nothing's changed since you left. He's just..."

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  9. Svetlana
    Jackie please note I am not trying to seduce your husband

    Jackie
    oh honey I’d happily watch that!!

    Svetlana
    I would break him

    Rose
    yes you would

    ---

    Or, Jackie’s POV during Hayden and Svetlana’s best man adventures, ft. more chaotic group chats, new friendships, and ill-advised partying.

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  10. Troy struggled with his sexuality, especially since his crush of several years is Dallas fucking Kent, hockey's notorious homophobic prick. Troy believed that was just boys being boys, playful even. After all, he's fucking hot.

    Canon-compliant Rape referenced related to Dallas Kent allegations, dubious consent because Troy attempts having sex with women but not because he wants to.

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  11. Emma is the Boston Bears' A-WAG, and has been so for as long as she and Cliff have been together.

    The idea of Rozanov having a partner was crazy. The idea of him having a male partner (even an omega) was even crazier. But the idea of him having been with this male partner for multiple years, with children in the mix, and with none of the WAGs or the team knowing?

    Yeah, Emma wants answers. Sue her.

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  12. Five ways the Hollander-Rozanov clan didn’t meet the McCall pack, and one way the McCall pack met them.

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  13. Vanessa started dating her long-term boyfriend the same year that his team drafted rookie superstar Ilya Rozanov. Now, it's a decade and several teams later and Montreal traded to get Rhys to add to their defensive for their attempt at back to back Cups for the second time during the Hollander Era.

    Nothing could have prepared her for who she found waiting for her in the Montreal WAGs group chat.

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  14. Lisa Hayes has SLEUTHED that Ilya has a somebody.

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  15. Yuna and David watch the 2017 MLH All-Star Weekend on television and speculate as to what the heck is going on with their son and Ilya.

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  16. Montreal Fucked Up by

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    2026-03-04

    What exactly happened in the first game between Ottawa and Montreal after they suspended Shane for being in a relationship with his "arch rival".

    Well no one really know what was said but the commentators were very excited about the outcome...

    (I just realised i posted this without a summary and its been like 5 days...oops)

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  17. What if Shane didn't check to see if the bathroom was empty at the MLH awards show in Vegas. What if someone was in there and overheard everything and ended up questioning everything he knew.

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    Shane was pissed, he was so unbelievably angry at Rozanov for being so fucking fine about everything but also not texting him back for six whole months. Then just walking on stage at this stupid award show and acting all Rozanov.

    It pissed him off that Ilya had followed him into the bathroom too, even if that is what he was hoping for. It pissed him off that he had followed so quickly that Shane hadn’t even had the chance to check if they were alone before the Russian came in.

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  18. “You are still you, yes?” Ilya repeated. “You are still slow hockey player with pretty freckles, yes?” It was a weak attempt at a joke, so Ilya shook it away and tried again. “You are still Shane, same person, same brain, yes?” Shane blinked up at him, thinking. Then, nodding slowly. “Mostly. Yeah. I don’t know about a name or anything yet, but—. Yeah. I’m still me.” “Then it does not matter.” ________ A trans Shane Hollander AU

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  19. Luca Haas represents Switzerland in the Men's Hockey Team for the 2026 Winter Olympics and realises he's playing against the hockey husbands. Mild (?) panicking ensues.

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  20. There was a time when Ilya believed Scott Hunter's coming out would revolutionize hockey forever— but for every step forward came two steps back.

    When Shane and Ilya meet again late in life, can they make their second chance work?

    OR: Old Man Hollanov Yaoi.

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