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  1. “Wow, this is absolutely stunning.” “I bet you say that to all the houses.” Ilya teased, shifting past him and moving back to his target: coffee. Stevie’s laugh was bright, “Sometimes, yes. But that is also one of the perks of the job. Getting to see so many beautiful houses. You had this designed, yes?” Ilya pushed the button for a flat white before he turned. “Yes. With my partner. He is much more into the whole real estate thing than I.” At those words, as if summoned, Shane appeared at the top of the stairs, a vibrating Anya at his side. Or Ilya gets invited to film a Youtube Video for Architectural Digest for his house in Ottawa and he decides not to hide the fact that someone else also lives here in the off season. He could have warned the camera team beforehand, but that would have taken all the fun out of the reveal.

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  2. “What are we talking about?” J.J. asks, and this could really go one of two ways. Either Holly shuts the conversation down pronto because it’s not respectful and he’s a hardass, or J.J. will actually be able to answer Willy’s question.

    “Um, just, my girlfriend wants to try anal?” Willy says nervously. “And I was wondering if anyone had advice.”

     

    or: Shane gives impromptu sex education.

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  3. 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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  4. Shane Hollander is tired of wanting someone he cannot have, and he’s dying as he waits for someone who will not stay. Someone who doesn’t want to stay, not when there are so many others waiting for him. Fun of another variety, Shane left a treat amongst many.

    It’s humiliating. It’s distracting. And it feels like shit.

    He wishes he could erase his feelings, move on as easily. In an effort to gain back control over the ‘situation’ that has become his romantic attraction to a notorious player, Shane attempts at imitating Ilya Rozanov’s methods until he perfects them and becomes as good as keeping it light and casual as his rival.

     

    Or Shane tries to Hoe Phase himself into a self discovery journey to choke and kill his feelings for Ilya Rozanov. Ilya is not the only who suffers from it, but he sure feels like he’s being choked and killed.

    ___
    Story ends after chapter 6 but I keep writing bonus because the hyper fixation doesn’t end.

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  5. “But…” Ilya stalls out. He conjures his sun’s face: the soft curve of skin where the corner of his eye becomes the sweep of his cheekbone, the stubble that clings to the soft end of his chin, the strong and even line of his eyebrows. “Solnyshko,” Ilya says. “It means sun, yes, but… it’s like a pet name. Sunshine. Honey. I’m calling you my sun.”

    This is mortifying in English. Christ, he should never have started this conversation. He should have shaken Shane off when he had the chance. Even as Ilya thinks this, he knows he could not have done it. He cannot deny Shanyshko anything. That has always been the problem between them. What a terrifying, awesome, horrible problem to have. Ilya would like to have this problem for the rest of his life.

    -x-
    or, Ilya and Shane talk about their love, their lives.

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  6. Looking at it even longer makes a surge of embarrassment flood through Ilya. He can’t give this to Shane! It looks horrible. Shane will laugh at him. Ilya feels his heart rate start to pick up as his emotions shift from embarrassment to anger. What a waste of time. All of this and for what? To make something badly? Something ugly?

    “Fuck,” Ilya swears as his phone rings with an incoming call. Ilya blinks, noticing that he has been clenching the scarf, pulling it taught, between two fits.

    “Fuck fuck fuck.”

    OR

    Ilya finishes the scarf.

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  7. He is grateful, so grateful to be on this team. They are loving and wonderful, and they don't mind that his mother calls after nearly every game, or that his father sends what feels like bushels of chocolate and treats to the office, always addressed to Luca Haas and his friends, as if he is somehow a star and not just a rookie.

    “Is it always like this?” he asks once, his tongue unstuck from his teeth, his eyes shining as he glances up at Roz, soaking in the celebratory mood after a hard-fought win.

    “No,” Rozanov says, smiling at him. His stomach flips and churns, dazzled by the glittering weight of his attention. “This is special, Haasy. A team powered by love and good hockey.”

    OR: Luca Haas and love, in the years leading up to the Ottawa Centaurs Stanley Cup run.

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  8. When a human head of state publicly insults the ancient Vampire King, the price of peace is a political union. Shane Hollander, high school teacher and assistant hockey coach, is one of the only humans in the world with a rare bloodline. He’s given an impossible choice: become a Tribute Consort to vampire Crown Prince Ilya, or watch the human race burn.

    Their union is meant to be a symbolic gesture to prevent war. Shane tells himself he can survive the vampire court's deadly politics, the centuries-old intrigue, and the weight of being a living apology for his species' mistakes.

    What he doesn't expect is the way Ilya looks at him when no one else is watching.

    When a secret society abducts Shane to drain and auction his rare blood to the highest bidder, the carefully constructed facade shatters. The vampire Crown Prince the world fears isn't cold at all, he's been holding something far more dangerous in check. And what Ilya is willing to destroy to reclaim his Consort will reshape the balance of power between their worlds.

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  9. “So,” McDermott says nervously, “I think I just saw something I wasn’t supposed to see.”

    Benji’s imagination plays through a series of increasingly alarming scenarios. Fistfights. Cocaine. Indecent exposure. Honestly, with hockey players, it could be anything.

    “Big names. Two really big names. They were…” McDermott lowers his voice. “I’m pretty sure they were kissing.”

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  10. hollandershole🕳: are they smiling at each other???? ↳hollandershole🕳: oh my fucking god what is going on sufferingcensfan: did rozanov just swing for hollander then stop when he realised who it was? hollanovtruther: not fighting his man? i know that’s right�

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  11. “Mic’ing us up? Did I hear that right?” Hunter questions.

    “Someone in PR thought it would be funny to hear the three of you during all of your games,” Coach LeClaire explains, “The idea got out and spread like wildfire.”

    “Huh,” Hunter responds.

    “It would be funny to hear me,” Ilya corrects, “I am funny. The other two are boring.”

    He hears Hollander huff out a laugh and bump shoulders with him as Hunter continues to ask questions. Casually glancing over to the other man, he sees a small smile playing at his lips. His eyes, though, there was a gleam that he hadn’t seen before. He wasn’t certain what it could mean, but it couldn’t be good for Ilya.

    -

    Or what if Shane had stayed with Ilya that night in Boston?

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  12. Ilya gets added to the Ottawa WAGs group chat.

    Sequel to Shane Hollander vs. the Power of Friendship

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  13. Shane Hollander took a job at the Rozanov estate because he needed the money, not because he wanted to spend his days polishing marble floors in a house that felt more like a museum than a home. He definitely didn’t expect to keep running into Ilya Rozanov—the heir. Ilya was used to control. Shane was just trying to survive. Somewhere between stolen glances and quiet hallways, they started wanting things they weren’t supposed to want. And in a house built on rules, that turned out to be the most dangerous thing of all.

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  14. Leaning over Shane was a man. He had dark hair and was annoyingly handsome, the sort who looked like he’d never struggled with a grammatical case in his life.

    Shane laughed. Ilya turned his head.

    That was his husband. His Shane. His beautifully focused Shane, with the scattered freckles and the adorable way he leaned into a problem. And he was gifting that hard-won laugh to a stranger.

    Ilya is happy Shane is learning Russian. He just wasn’t prepared for how it would feel to watch someone else teach him, correct him, and make him laugh.

    Ilya reacts normally. Which is to say: not at all.

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  15. Alexei's world tilts on his axis on a regular Thursday, when he finds two police cars and an ambulance parked in front of their driveway.

    Or
    Alexei Rozanov and the ordeal of growing up too fast.

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  16. When Canadian transfer student Shane Hollander joins Boston University’s Division 1 hockey team, he expects intense practices, elite competition, and the pressure to be drafted. What he doesn't expect is to be roped up into tutoring the infuriatingly talented, infamous frat boy Ilya Rozanov. Between late-night study sessions, high-stakes games, and reckless frat parties—how will either of them survive the season?

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    Frat Boy Ilya Rozanov x Nerdy Shane Hollander

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    “Um, I am sorry. What are you doing?”

    Anne’s eyes widen. “Oh I’m sorry, is it bothering you? Let me just–I can–” She moves to start wrapping the yarn up.

    “No!” Ilya states a little too loudly in the hush of the cabin. He feels his face warm as he coughs again slightly, “No. I don’t mind. I was just wondering what–what is it? What are you doing?”

    Anne’s face relaxes, smiling warmly at him as she turns towards him in her seat. “I’m knitting. A sweater for my niece to be specific.”

     

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    Ilya Rozanov-Captain of the Boston Raiders, the Beast from the East-learns to knit.

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  18. Who in the fuck would give Ilya Rozanov a baby? Not Ilya Rozanov, that’s for fucking sure.

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    Ilya Rozanov falls in love.

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  19. “…Some guys dropping gloves and all the cameras just zoom up to Ilya...”

    Inspired by Empty Netters - what if the cameraman was all up in Hollanov’s business? What if he’d seen something that nobody else had…

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  20. "Technically, technically, this was a good thing!

    Robbie kept telling himself, and Jenny, more importantly Jenny, that this was a good thing.

    Their kid wasn’t color-blind like Robbie and Jenny’s father and brothers! This was good!

    This was fine! It was totally fine!

    So his kid wasn’t his, so what?

    Fuck, no!

    Fuck that!"

    ********

    Ilya Rozanov has a threesome with a married couple in 2015. He doesn't really think about it again until 2019.

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