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  1. A bright flash of light cuts Shane’s sleepy contemplations. Deafening thunder is quick to follow and the tremble against his body grows harder to ignore. Ilya whispers something against his shoulder, “Господи”, Shane thinks he hears, he knows it literally means “God”, but by now he is aware it is used more like “Holy fuck”, really. Shane is surprised to find out that his big strong Russian man doesn't care for thunderstorms.

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  2. Based very loosely on events from The Long Game that my brain wanted to put into the first book, somewhere between Shane’s injury, and before Scott Hunter wins the cup - for maximum angst, obviously.

    What if Ilya’s plane had actually crashed? And what if it had happened before he and Shane had the chance to confess their love and know what it was like to be together.

    Or

    A fic so I could write a really needy Shane who can't hide his feelings anymore, and an Ilya who is faced with the undeniable truth that someone cares for him.

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  3. Two pink lines. That’s all it takes to send Shane to his knees in the hotel bathroom. The tiles are cold underneath him, sending a shiver through his body. He’s still staring at that stupid stick in his trembling hands. It’s not the only one. No, Shane made sure to get at least five just to be certain. He’s been feeling off ever since Vegas. OR: Omega Shane finds out he's pregnant after Vegas and doesn't tell Ilya. Hayden is a good supportive friend who just wants Shane to be happy. Even if that means getting him and Ilya together.

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  4. Except Shane just sighs, hanging his head shyly and rubs the back of his neck, “I…I didn’t mean to leave that out, you got here early last night, surprised me so I just threw it down there, god, this is uh, not how I imagined you would find out.” “Find out what?” Ilya breathes. “That I’ve been learning Russian since the first time I sucked you dick.” It’s unusually brave of Hollander, and Ilya can’t help feeling that the normal roles they play have been severely flipped. ~~~ Caught reading a trashy Russian romance novel, Shane and Ilya behave exactly as expected (they fuck about it)

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  5. It was a start, Shane knew that. And no matter what happened, he’d help Ilya. Always, as promised forever. They were going to win a hundred more Stanleys, retire, have children, and grow old together. The soil was damp, cold, and suffocating as the other digs into the earth with bare hands, with a single-minded intensity to free each ragged and stifled breath from the clutches of the loam. And with a new dawning of the sun, Ilya would find himself feeling its rays. Tonight wasn’t a good night, but tomorrow was a new day. ; 5 tells and signs Ilya is going through a depressive episode, and the ways Shane tries to help him through it.

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  6. Shane Hollander, CEO of Hollander Events, had every intention of planning the Hunter/Grady wedding with his usual precision—until Ilya Rozanov showed up and turned his rules, his heart, and his life upside down. Flying sparks, one stolen kiss, a few too many policies, and the chaos of a high-profile wedding later, Shane has to decide which rules are meant to be followed… and which are meant to be broken. [Wedding planner!AU where Shane is organizing Scott and Kip’s wedding, and Scott’s best man is Ilya Rozanov. Roasts, chaos, and falling in love ensue.]

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  7. Say My Name by

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    2026-01-09

    Ilya could count the number of times they had met on one hand, and they had only been playing in the NHL for a few months, so he had to have misheard him. He grabbed the remote and went back a few seconds, and he was certain. Shane had just said “Ilya”, on national television, in French, and Ilya was sure he was going to die from the massive rush of blood that shot to his dick. This made no sense. Why would Shane, who had never called him anything except Rozanov, start calling him by his first name to a random French lady on some Wednesday? TL; DR: 5 times Ilya interpreted the French translation of “there is” (which is il y a) as Shane Hollander saying his first name and one time Shane actually did say it.

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  8. bewitched by

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    He thinks back to their wedding, to their first dance. Back then they both hadn’t minded the song that played, not even really wanting to dance. It’s kind of a weird wedding moment anyway, dancing in front of every guest. Them just watching you and your partner, not even dancing themselves. But now, right here in this kitchen, listening to the orchestra playing on this song, maybe it could have been different. Maybe they could have a do-over, just the two of them. He murmured between them, “Lyubov moya?” “Hmm?” The sound vibrated through his shoulder, reaching his heart. He nearly whispered the words, feeling more vulnerable than he intended or wanted, “Dance with me?” Shane tilted his head towards Ilya’s neck, raising his voice slightly in surprise, “What? No.” — Or; Ilya wants to properly dance with his husband

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  9. Once outside, he leaned forward and put his hand against the cold stone wall. His phone was still to his ear, the message still recording. “Ilya. Please. Please. I can’t do this. I don’t know what to do. Please. You can’t be dead.” His voice broke on the word. “I love you. I love you so much. More than anything. I need to hear your voice. I need you to…I need you…I need you…fuck. Please Ilya, please.” Shane took the phone away from his ear and held it between both hands as though he were praying. He realized he was on the floor and didn’t know how he got there. He was crying. He was fairly certain he was hyperventilating. His brain was desperately trying to grab at anything. Any thread of logic. Any idea of what to do next. I have to see him. Yes. That made sense. Shane needed to get to Tampa. Now. He would go there. He would find Ilya. Ilya would be fine. They would be together. He would see him. Tell him how much he loved him. He had to go. He had to go now. *** OR: What if Ilya lost his phone during the emergency landing, Shane couldn't reach him, he panicked, and chartered a plane to Tampa to find him instead...

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  10. “Like you could even drive mine, Hollander. Too strong, too powerful for boring man like you,” he bellows, eyes sharp and smoldering. And the implication isn't lost on Shane. “You don't know that,” Shane scoffs and rolls his eyes. “Want to test drive then?” Ilya slides the key fob towards the space between them. When his vodka arrives, Shane's hand darts to grab the glass and downs it all in one go. “You take me,” he says through a grimace. “If I like how it…drives, maybe I'll buy it from you when I steal that Stanley from under your nose,” he mumbles before walking off towards said car. Ilya just cocks a brow up, amused. “Maybe I need to put a muzzle on you, Hollander,” Within the space of a hundred roaring sports cars, Shane Hollander finds his favorite ride.

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  11. Ilya couldn’t help it, gently collecting the small girl into his arms as she easily wrapped her arms around his neck. She was so light, lighter than she should be for a five year old, and yet the burden she carried had nearly weighed her down just as easily. Ilya swears he'd carve out a future where she would never shy away from the sunshine, where she would never question or second guess whether she deserves the calm, the warmth, the love that she receives. Their deaths weren't her fault, never was, never would be. "Uncle Ilyushka is here now." Svetlana calls the Hollander-Rosanovs to inform them Andrei and Alexia have been killed. And that Katarina, his niece, has less than a week before she's officially filed in foster care. Nobody wants to grow up in Russia's foster system. And Uncle Ilyushka of all people, would not allow it.

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  12. The Centaurs organize a second Halloween party, Shane and Ilya dress up as Achilles and Patroclus That's basically the whole plot lol

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  13. Shane has a migraine before the game. He thinks he is good enough to play up until the second when he throws up all over Ilya Rozanov’s jersey. Yes, on the ice.

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  14. Ilya decides he and Shane should celebrate their first Christmas as a public couple by hosting the holiday at their cottage with friends and family. And then there are friends and family everywhere, and emotionally charged salads and its all a little too much. Good thing Shane is practiced at soothing out the too muchness. tl;dr Christmasy smut. Vague spoilers for The Long Game. Don't come for me if I messed up some Long Game details - it was lowkey devastating and I have yet to gear up for a reread.

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  15. That was how he found himself spread out on the bed in their house, naked except for Ilya's jersey. Shane could practically feel the weight of the last name on his shoulderblades, burning itself into his back like a brand. He'd forever be known as Ilya's. Just the thought of that made Shane so hard he could barely breathe, let alone think clearly. Shane: Are you coming home? Ilya: no Shane: But I have a surprise for you. Ilya: sex surprise? Shane: That depends on how fast you get home. or, Shane lets a long-time forbidden fantasy come true.

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