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  1. where is my husband! by

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    2026-01-13

    Four times people assume Shane is lying about his husband. And one time they’re proven wrong.

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  2. Shane has a notes app list titled 'Safeties.' It's a series of physical sensations to pull him back if he drops too deep: 1. Press tongue to roof of mouth 2. Grip something cold 3. Say your own name out loud The last one simply says: 4. Wait for him. He always comes back.

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  3. “It’s a mystery,” he added, quieter. “Small town one.” The silence stretched again, but it didn’t scrape at him the way it usually did. It just hovered, fragile. Shane waited for the joke. For the comment about it being boring or pretentious or a waste of time. He waited for the familiar sting. It didn’t come. Instead, Ilya nodded once, slow and deliberate, like that answer had settled something. “Okay,” he said. “I can do that.” or Shane and Ilya have spent months dancing around each other, teasing, competing, and sharing quiet, stolen moments. Between hockey practice, frat house chaos, and long nights watching Twin Peaks, the tension finally breaks—and neither of them can deny what’s been there all along.

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  4. Rozanov rolled his eyes. “Yes, because it is so silly to want to know where you are going. I know you looked up every last detail, you are not high and mighty.” Hayden found himself chuckling. “Yeah, Shane, you're not all high and mighty. I bet you managed to find the blueprints of the rental, just to make sure it was to your standards.” “What the fuck is this? You two are teaming up on me now?” Shane tried to sound offended, but his delight pushed right through. “Ah, is only because we know you are full of shit.” Rozanov nodded, very sure of himself as per usual. --- the pikes join ilya and shane on vacation to the bahamas, and everything that happens is actually way easier than any of them expected. hayden gets hit on, jackie appreciates some quality relaxation, and hollanov go on like they always do.

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  5. It's the morning after Shane and Ilya confessed their love to one another. The cottage is calm, warm and slow in the morning, and they both feel lighter. This is their forever now. They have every intent to steep in it, soak in doing even the smallest tasks together. or Shane and Ilya are disgustingly in love and at complete ease. It's a full morning in the bubble they have spent years earning. There was a stillness in the cottage in the morning after Shane and Ilya said ‘I love you’ for the first time. It was impossible for the sun to miss any part of the house. It was lit entirely in the early morning light, the sun not fully risen. It painted every surface a warm orange and melted the blue sheets of Shane and Ilya’s bed into a deep brown color as the two slept. Ilya had fallen asleep on Shane’s chest, having slotted himself between Shane’s legs and pressing his chest to Shane’s stomach. Shane’s hand was tangled in Ilya’s curls, having fallen asleep while playing with them, and breaths escaped his lips as he slept deeply. Ilya stirred first, as he had fallen asleep first, and he quickly took in the state they were in. The sun had woken him. He still wasn’t acclimated to the natural lighting that the cottage provided. His eyes blinked open and he felt his heart race as he woke up. It wasn’t unusual for him to wake with a wave of anxiety, usually from a nightmare he had no recollection of by the time he opened his eyes. The only evidence was his pounding heart and uneven breath. He felt the thin layer of sweat on his back and pulled his outstretched hand toward his body, it closing onto Shane’s bare waist instead of his own and he took a deep breath. Right. He’s here. Shane’s here. Ilya relaxed his shoulder, he hadn’t even noticed how tense they were. He licked his lips and he could feel how dry his throat was. They must have sweat throughout the night. Shane was a large heater, which Ilya still needed to get used to. He wanted to get to it. To be able to complain about Shane being too warm. But for now, he knew to relish in it. The privilege to sleep so close to Shane, to be so close he could taste his sweat when he breathed him in. Ilya lifted his head and Shane’s hand slid from Ilya’s hair to the nape of his neck as Shane took in a deep breath. Ilya smiled, he couldn’t help it. Shane, he discovered, always woke up by opening one eye at a time. As if he were trying to catch the sunlight off guard. Shane’s right eye slowly opened as his left squeezed shut. Ilya pressed his lips together, trying to hide his smile which he assumed was shit-eatingly wide. But he couldn’t as Shane’s cheeks warmed to a blush and his left eye opened. They locked eyes, Shane’s still a bit droopy from sleep. “Good morning.” Shane managed, his voice was grovel and a bit rough, he definitely wasn’t used to talking so soon after waking up. “Morning.” Ilya whispered back, leaning up to kiss Shane. “Ah, we haven’t brushed our teeth.” Shane lifted his hand between their mouths. “Yes, but I love you and you love me. So we kiss with dirty mouths.” Ilya kissed Shane’s hand. “Ilya.” Shane warned. “Shane.” Ilya lifted his eyebrows. “Please.” Shane lifted his back. “Fine.” Ilya sighed, dropping his head to Shane’s chest and peppering kisses onto his chest instead. “Let’s brush our teeth.” Shane let out a little noise and Ilya smiled against his skin, wanting more than anything to just stay in bed all day and kiss their confessions into each other’s mouths until it felt normal and stale because they had spent so many goddamn years stopping themselves from saying it. From feeling it. But he knew that Shane wouldn’t allow that, that he would want to freshen up, be as clean as they could be before they tasted each other again, and that is why he loved Shane. Ilya planted a hand on either side of Shane and pushed himself up, leaning back onto his heels to admire Shane as he was laid out on his back. “You look pretty.” Ilya caught his bottom lip between his teeth in a teasing grin. “Shut up.” Shane sat up, swinging his leg around Ilya and standing up rather gracefully for someone who had just woken up. “Hm, never.” Ilya tilted his head, though Shane’s back was to him, and crawled off the bed. Shane turned toward Ilya and offered his hand once they were both standing, Ilya’s heart could burst at how casual and normal it felt to slip his hand into Shane’s and intertwine their fingers so they could walk into the bathroom together. Ilya walked half a pace behind Shane so he could admire the slight curve of Shane’s back as they walked. Shane’s back was absent of any flaw, not a scar or freckle in sight, just a perfect plain of warm, rich skin. Ilya wanted to kiss every inch of it. The bathroom wasn’t far, maybe even too close to their bed for Ilya’s liking, so Shane was already letting go of Ilya’s hand. Ilya pouted slightly and caught Shane’s gaze in the mirror. Shane smiled and rolled his eyes and Ilya smiled back. “Do my toothbrush?” Ilya asked cutely and Shane scrunched his nose. “Please?” “You have hands.” Shane shot a half-assed glare in the mirror, but immediately softened when Ilya wrapped an arm around him and pressed his fingertips against his plush belly. “Yes, but they are busy.” Ilya kissed Shane’s shoulder, knowing he had won whatever this little chirp was, and turned to hug Shane’s side fully, planting more kisses onto his shoulder and arm. Shane only hummed happily, pulling Ilya’s toothbrush from its holder, where he had insisted Ilya to put it only three days before, wet it, squeezed toothpaste on, then wet it again before he held it up to Ilya. Ilya planted a wet kiss on his shoulder then turned, opening his mouth for Shane. Shane huffed and nudged Ilya’s chest with his elbow. Take it. Ilya just jutted out his chin and opened his mouth a bit wider. Shane rolled his eyes and pushed it into Ilya’s mouth. Ilya quickly caught it with his left hand and began to scrub, resting his head on Shane’s shoulder as Shane prepared his own toothbrush. Shane’s eyes were down, but Ilya lazily brushed his teeth as he waited for Shane’s eyes to shoot up to the mirror to analyze his own face. Shane did exactly that, but his eyes shifted to Ilya’s gaze immediately. The analytical look in his eyes softened to nothing but a swirling pool of a rich hot chocolate and Ilya smiled around his toothbrush.

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  6. Ilyusha by

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    2026-01-05

    In which Shane learns about Russian nicknames, becomes obsessed with Ilya's, and fucks up.

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  7. Ilya is officially, officially an Ottawa WAG! Ilya retires from the Centaurs and he and Shane have a child! Ilya learns what the partners of his teammates have been up to all these years while Shane is still playing for Ottawa.

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  8. If anyone could make the Ottawa Senators a winning team, it was Ilya Rozanov. The move was pretty shocking for everyone, and some media outlets dared to declare it a carrier ending move. Ilya, being Ilya, decided to prove them all wrong. The first part of this is angst discussing Ilya's depression, the second is Ilya and Shane playing together in Ottawa and some smut.

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  9. Loving quirks by

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    2026-01-02

    Shane Hollander and his quirks lived through a lot. And Ilya is being great about it. This is a story insight into Shane's quirks, how he deals with them and how is being loved by Ilya about it.

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  10. "Ilya," Shane tries. "I'm fine in here." "Then what is the problem?" Ilya asks, trying to keep his voice light, but Shane can hear the strain in it. Fuck. The problem is always just... it's always Shane, isn't it? That's always the problem. He's always the fucking problem. Shane's season-ending injury leads him to question the future, and who he is without hockey. He doesn't like the answer.

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  11. “Sir I’m just a bellboy, you can’t treat the staff like that!” “Oh I think I know how the staff likes to be treated after all these years” Or, the roleplay scene in episode 6 extended bc it hasn’t left my mind since I first saw it.

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  12. Shane Hollander retires after one last game in Montreal. What follows is a night of empty locker rooms, long highways, and the slow realization that letting go of hockey doesn’t mean letting go of himself…especially when Ilya Rozanov is there to remind him of everything they’ve already won. Update: I added an epilogue of sorts from Ilya’s POV (which caused the rating change). I hope you enjoy!

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  13. Shane loves his family. He truly does. But he’s never been one to enjoy large gatherings, even with people he knows well. And…he’s nervous. He’s nervous about all of them seeing this side of his life and side of himself that they’ve never really known, even though he knows they all love him and have shown him nothing but support. He takes a deep breath, watches more snowflakes fall, and releases it. It will be fine. It might even be nice. in which: it’s shane and ilya’s first christmas together as a married couple, and shane’s entire extended family comes to visit. nothing goes wrong…nothing at all.

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  14. Shane didn’t need it. Needs were high protein meals, 104 ounces of water a day, eights hours of sleep at night, hockey. He’d survived years without ever doing anything like it, so it wasn’t a need.

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  15. Unlike professional basketball or football, the NHL didn’t have any games on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day. Shane wouldn’t have minded if that wasn’t the case– he loves playing hockey, and he loves seeing the Montreal fans in the festive spirit –but it’s just as nice to have time off to spend with his family and friends. And now, Ilya. His boyfriend. His… lover.

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  16. Ilya Rozanov is a natural caretaker. Shane Hollander is a natural clutz who keeps getting into situations where he needs taking care of. Or: 5 times Ilya took care of Shane, and 1 time the favour was returned.

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  17. Shane blinks his eyes open to find Ilya hovering above him. “Let me make you a burger for dinner.” “Ilya,” he smiles. Translation: Diet. “I will make you bird burger, the way you like it. Bean patty. Fake bread bun.” “You think they have my bean burgers and weird bread at this thing?” Shane had been expecting to just survive on veggie platters until they got home. Ilya scoffs like he said something stupid. “Yes, Hollander, I told Dykstra to order them last week.” Shane and Ilya attend the 2019 Dykstra-Pike collaborative Canada Day cottage party.

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  18. “You didn’t have to dress up,” Shane says as he approaches, wishing he could hide somewhere between his worn jeans and beat up Vans. “I did not dress up,” Ilya says. “This is coat.” Shane Hollander breaks his glasses in a media scrum and spends a week pretending it’s not a problem--until Ilya Rozanov, armed with Russian guilt and zero sense of boundaries decides to fix it himself.

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  19. Shane's first mistake is making direct eye contact with Ilya. It's like meeting a moose or a bear in the wild, if you look it in the eyes you're signaling a challenge, you might as well have waved a raw steak in front of it. This reaction right here is exactly why they're not allowed to play slapjack on team flights anymore, goddammit. or: Ilya and Shane get a little competitive at the self-checkout

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  20. He's seen a few other guys get their bell rung. Has seen a couple of them get to their knees almost immediately; has seen them struggle to their feet, then almost wipe themselves out again. Has seen them kneeling with a dazed expression, trying to figure out where they are. And has seen a couple of them lie there. He's been one of them before. Swallowing down bile, he asks, "How long did I take to get up?" Please have tried. Please, please, have been one of those guys kneeling almost immediately. Please have been moving. Please have let Ilya seen that. A couple of years into playing on the same team together, Shane gets concussed. It's a little bit different this time.

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