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Shane and Ilya have to shovel the drive, the worst winter chore. Of course they make the most of it. --- Flufftober day twenty five: cold hands
- Part 26 of princebutt does flufftober 2025
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I Could Love You 'Til All the Polaroids Fade by verbaepulchellae
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-10-14
“If I didn’t know better,” Ilya had drawled, mostly teasing, as Shane pressed adoring, apologetic kisses into his shoulder, after a hard night out a few months back. “I’d think you were embarrassed to be with me. A first for me. I will try not to let it wound my pride.” “You’re pride is fine,” Shane griped out of habit and then had nuzzled closer, held Ilya tighter because he hated that he could make Ilya feel that way. “I’m sorry. I know I do it. It’s hard for me after so long. I love you so much, it scares me shitless sometimes.” Shane's working on letting go of the control that's kept him and Ilya safe for the past ten years. The fact that he's Shane Hollander means that he's got a plan. The fact that he's with Ilya Rozanov means that plan involves fucking him stupid. And for once, Shane's kind of ready to be the one who drives Ilya out of his mind.
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Canon-compliant oneshots showing some sweet moments between Shane and Ilya. Ch1. The Playlist - Ilya is surprised at Shane's new musical knowledge (G) Ch2. The Tattoo - Shane is hiding something and Ilya doesn't like it. Until he does. (T) Ch3. The Kitten - What has black hair, intense eyes, and a snarky attitude? Ilya is about to find out. (T)
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The Pikes come for a visit and they end the evening with a bonfire and s'mores. Of course Ilya makes a mess and of course Shane is worried about it. ----- flufftober day 5: "I hate you." "I love you, too."
- Part 5 of princebutt does flufftober 2025
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Shane and Ilya agree to dogsit Chiron while Troy and Harris are away. Shenanigans ensue. --- Flufftober day two: petsitting If you read no other flufftober ficlets, read this one. I'm so proud of it.
- Part 2 of princebutt does flufftober 2025
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Ilya stumbles upon Hayden's new profile picture on instagram, one with his wife and four kids, and he tries to not feel anything about it. Set in 2019 and 2025
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When you called me, I became your flower by Pauppy_Paulettesucr
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-07-02
Ilya said something absolutely preposterous while fucking Shane. And now it's been a week and Shane still doesn't know how to feel about it. He is confused, but also terribly curious to explore this more...
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would you not have survived? by broccolicheddarchicken
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-05-15
Shane thought about it, a lot more than he should've. And it showed. It showed in the way he'd begged Ilya to sell his Ducati the summer they got married. It showed in the number of times he'd had to calm his racing mind when Ilya took twenty minutes longer than expected at the grocery store. It showed in his heaving breaths, now. He was sitting up in his bed, his husband sleeping peacefully next to him, and he felt like he was on the edge of a panic attack. The plane didn't crash, and Ilya didn't die. Shane still feels the aftershocks.
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“He still didn’t know when Ilya fucking Rozanov wrangled his way into the Uncle title. No one ran the decision by him, that’s for sure.” In which Ilya is an uncle to the Pike children, whether Hayden likes it or not. (Spoiler: He doesn't mind as much as he thinks he does.)
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On the cusp of retirement Shane revels in the quiet moments that's led to this: the gray in Ilya's beard, the ache in his joints, the fingerpaint drawings on the fridge.
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The video returns to the set, with the camera on Harris, Shane, and Ilya again. Harris flips to the next question card. Harris: Who expressed interest in the other first? Shane and Ilya each raise the other's shoe. Harris: Ooooo! You disagree! Ilya: Shane. We both know that it was you. Shane: You were showing off! On purpose! You wanted me to react. Ilya: If that helps you sleep at night. Harris: Care to tell the story? Shane and Ilya speak over each other. Shane: No way in hell. Ilya: After the cameras stop. Shane and Ilya, freshly married and days away from their first game together, agree to make a silly video as a couple for the Centaurs' social media.
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Shane and Ilya host a Halloween party the first year that Shane is a Centaur. Just them being in love and hanging out with the team. “Hollander. You can't go as a hockey player, you are a hockey player.” Ilya said with an eye roll when he walked in on his husband getting dressed in their bathroom. “First of all, I can go as whatever I want. There are no rules to Halloween. Second of all, I am not a hockey player. I am going as Ilya Rozanov.” Shane smirked before their eyes met in the mirror and Shane's smirk morphed into a genuine smile. He grabbed the Boston jersey that Ilya was just now noticing draped over the chair for the vanity. It had Ilya's old number on it, but instead of Rozanov on the back it said “Second Best Center.” “Shane Hollanov! Are you making a joke?! I thought you were boring. And you are making a joke.” Ilya was giddy with excitement. He loved playful Shane. “No.” Shane gave Ilya's cheek a kiss. “No joke. Just me, going as my husband, the second best center in the league.” Ilya moved away from Shane. If he continued to make physical contact he would not be able to get dressed and the team was going to start arriving at their house for the party soon. He grabbed his own costume, this year he was going as a detective. He liked being known as perceptive. “We will see who is second best. I am on the first line, captain and leading the league in overall points.” “Yes, well I have been on this team for four months and I am already the leading goal scorer. So, we’ll see who is second best at the end of the season.” They grinned at each other. When Shane joined Ottawa, Ilya had worried that being on the same team would mean they would have less opportunities to compete. They fell in love through competing, and he loved when they got to play against each other. He didn't want to lose that. But, he had worried for nothing. Turns out, being on the same team meant even more chances to compete. They scrimmaged against each other several times a week and battled it out in cardio and weight training. In fact, it's a good thing they had been practicing keeping hockey and their relationship separate for more than ten years, because there might be even more tension between them now that they were competing for the same ice time. Being married had not changed either of their drives to be the best. After they both finished dressing, and made their way downstairs, Shane turned towards Ilya with a glimmer of mischief in his eyes. “What, you're not going to post our picture to Instagram? You're always trying to get me to take photos with you. But now that I am in this awesome costume suddenly you don't want to? Worried your fans will agree that you're second best?” Oh. Now it was on. Ilya took two pictures, one of them together, facing the camera and smiling sweetly. And one of the back of Shane's jersey. He almost didn't want to post it because Shane's skater’s ass looked too good and he wanted to keep it for himself. But, there was a contest to win. He posted both pictures to Instagram with the caption “Who is second best?” He put the phone away and kissed his husband. They would let the fans fight it out while they enjoyed the party. After everyone had arrived, Ilya found himself dancing in the middle of the makeshift dance floor - surrounded by beautiful women, and his teammates who were also beautiful. He was maybe a bit high. It felt a lot like last year, but this time when he saw his teammates dancing with their partners, he didn't feel alone. He glanced up at his husband who was chatting with Harris and waved him over. Shane smiled shyly, said something to Harris and walked towards Ilya. “Hi.” Shane said when he folded himself into Ilya's arms. “Hi,” Ilya replied as he wrapped Shane in tightly. “We have danced together more in the four months since our wedding than in the ten years before. I like it.” Shane grinned at Ilya. “You just like touching me.” “Is nice” Ilya said as his hands moved down to Shane's ass. Shane slapped his hand away. “Not here!” He hissed. “Shane. No one is watching. It's fine.” Ilya's eyes glimmered with playful heat. “Nope. No way. We are out but not that out.” “Fine. Fine.” “Do you want to get some air? Someone started the fire pit.” Shane said. Ilya nodded and Shane grabbed his hand to guid them outside. _ When they got to the outdoor seating area surrounding the fire pit Shane noticed that there weren't any seats left. Lisa stood up and moved into Wyatt's lap and Ilya took her spot. Ilya gestured for Shane to sit on his lap but Shane was not sure about this. They were out, and they held hands in public. But sitting on each other's laps? That was a lot of PDA. Like a lot. But, this was their team. The Centaurs had been nothing but supportive. And if Lisa and Wyatt could do it, why couldn't they? Indecision must have been evident on his face because Bood spoke. “Roz, your husband won't sit on your lap? He thinks he will crush you?” Ilya scoffed and looked at Shane with love in his warm eyes but that crooked smile that always meant trouble had made an appearance. “Hollander is so small. Claims to be 5’10, He's almost as short as Barrett.” “I am 5’10! And I am not small. You guys are the worst. Ilya, why don't you sit on my lap.”
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Shane and Ilya have another ✨first✨ in their relationship.
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Shane and Ilya re-watch their first press conference together, and Ilya is more than delighted to see that Shane had been ogling him basically the entire time. No real plot - all just fluff and banter and reminiscing. Today's theme is "I Always Knew" by The Vaccines.
- Part 1 of Reminiscing
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A lull in the conversation passes, though not an unpleasant one. The silence is easy, buzzing with a certain level of casualness, one they so rarely allow themselves. Shane swallows. “I like…this.” Ilya hesitates. “You like buying groceries?”
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There are moments in life that make you stop and think “this is when my life begins.” For Shane Hollander that has happened a few times.
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Ilya Rozanov Gets Railed by Anonymous
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2023-04-23
“You didn’t like it the last time we tried it,” Shane said.
Ilya gave a one-shouldered shrug. “Was years ago. Maybe it is an acquired taste, like licorice.”
“You also don’t like licorice,” Shane pointed out.
“Yes, but I keep trying it because Luca likes it so much.”
“And then you make a face and tell him how awful it is.”
“When have I ever told you your dick is awful?” Ilya said, looking mildly offended. “I am its number one fan.”
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Shane and Ilya's Christmas plans change when a blizzard hits Ottawa. Set the Christmas after TLG
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As soon as the plane landed, Shane pulled his phone out with everyone else, planning to text Ilya and let him know they'd arrived, but before he could bring up his contacts, his notifications were flooded, phone pinging wildly. 9 missed calls 9 new voicemails 1 text: Ilya <3 Don't worry about the calls. I just missed you. Everything is fine. See you soon.
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David let's Ilya in on a secret about the family chicken parmesan recipe. Absolutely no plot to be found. Submitted for the prompt: Secret Family Recipe Ilya grabbed a bag of breadcrumbs off the supermarket shelf and tossed it into the shopping cart. "Nope." Shane said, bringing the cart he was pushing to a standstill. "These aren’t the right kind." Ilya looked down at his phone to double check the shopping list David had texted him that morning. "It just says breadcrumbs. These are breadcrumbs, yes?" "Trust me," Shane said as he returned the bag to the shelf. "When Dad says breadcrumbs, he specifically means panko." "Then why didn't he say that?" "I have no idea, but if you want to make Hollander Chicken Parmesan right, you gotta have panko breadcrumbs." Ilya did want to get the recipe right, so he searched the shelves until he found a cardboard canister labeled 'organic panko' and picked it up to show Shane. "Good?" "Yup," Shane nodded, looking down at their mostly full cart. "Anything else we need?" "Just puree tomato." "Ok, follow me. Dad has some very specific opinions about tomatoes too." "Of course he does," Ilya laughed as he shook his head and followed Shane to the next aisle. *** A few hours later, Shane and Ilya stood on the Hollanders’ front porch, grocery bags in hand. David had offered to teach Ilya the family chicken parmesan recipe as a belated anniversary gift. Obviously, the Hollanders didn’t need to get him an anniversary present, but Ilya liked the idea of being a part of a Hollander family tradition so he’d happily accepted. Ilya rebalanced the bags in his hands and knocked on the front door. “Come in!” Yuna yelled from inside. Ilya opened the door and shouted, “Privet, mama Hollander.” “Privet moi synov'ya. My na kukhne,” Yuna responded, beckoning them to the kitchen. “Your Russian is getting much better.” Ilya smiled as they set the bags down on the kitchen counter. “Thank you, I’ve been practicing. I have a 120 day streak in Duolingo.” “What?!” Shane said. “How is it possible that your Duolingo streak is longer than mine? I’ve been working on my Russian for years now.” “Well, dear, some of us didn’t spend the entire month of July partying and falling off floats at Stanley Cup celebrations.” Ilya snickered.
- Part 2 of Flufftober 2022
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