81 – 100 of 592 Works in Married Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov

  • Married Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov ×
  1. [Anya dances on her back legs, expression excited as Shane grabs his phone and they walk out the door. The video cuts to footage of Shane's legs running with Anya beside him, and then to the two of them sitting on the front steps of a large house. Shane's face and chest are sweaty, and he wipes at the hair on his forehead as he takes a long drink of water.]

    Shane: Hi, um, I'm Shane Hollander, which you probably already know if you're seeing this, but I've been asked to do this day in the life thing? I don't really know what I'm doing, and I'm honestly kind of annoyed I have to keep setting my phone up and walking into rooms like I haven't already been there, but you know. Anything for the team, right?

    [He looks at Anya, and she barks before licking at the sweat on his face. Shane halfheartedly tries to push her off, but laughs at her antics before he speaks again.]

    Shane: So, anyway. Come spend the day with me and my husband if you want.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,782
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #89315451
  2. There was a talent Shane had that Ilya found more impressive than anything he could do on the ice. He could find something you didn’t even know you needed, something exactly right that unknots each piece of a problem with careful precision, and give it to you as if it cost him nothing. It was something Ilya should have been used to after all these years, but it wasn’t. - When Ilya gets sick Shane takes care of him, even if he should be focused on taking care of himself.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,029
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #89287161
  3. Ilya's face has got a little rosy tint to it, where the sun burned him. He complained about it to Shane, and demanded healing kisses which he got without complaint. There is some drool coming out of his mouth, landing on Shane's shirt, who is sure he would find it nasty if he didn't have this man's dick in his mouth on the regular. Ilya periodically lets out little noises, some hums and snorts, that amuses Shane greatly. God, he never wants to get up from this moment. He keeps on looking at his boyfriend, who is smiling in his sleep, making his cheeks go round, and Shane gets this unexplainable, sudden urge: I need to bite him. Or, 5 times Shane got cuteness agression watching Ilya, and one time he got it for someone else

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    5,441
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #88991541
  4. Ilya slings his damp towel over his shoulder and heads to Shane's side of the bed. He uses his foot to fish out a stool and bucket, picking the bucket up while sliding the stool along the floor with a few easy pushes. It comes to rest next to Shane, and Ilya gives him another little pat on the head, careful not to knock his headband aside, before he crouches down next to his pretty cow.

    "How are your fat udders feeling this morning?" Ilya asks, patting Shane's sides gently. His cow moos again, deliberately moving his chest so his fat teats flopped around. Ilya chuckles at the sight, shaking his head. "Oh, I see, my poor cow needs milked, yes?"

    Shane nods his head, multiple sweet moos sending warm affection through Ilya. He stands long enough to adjust the stool before taking a seat, reaching over to move the bucket to sit right below the udder in front of him.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,720
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #87423596
  5. [Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander sit together in a sterile interrogation room. There’s a height chart on the wall behind them, and a harsh light hangs overhead. Next to them on the table is a polygraph machine.]

    Producer: Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander. 

    Shane: Yes.

    Ilya: Yes, those are our names. See how truthful I’m already being?

    Shane: You’re not even hooked up to anything yet. 

    Ilya: I’m just establishing how honest I am before we start. 

    Producer: Well, that’s good because you’re both here to take a lie detector test. The way this works is that one of you will be hooked up to the machine while the other asks questions, and then you’ll switch. Judd [the camera switches to show a man with glasses and stark white hair sitting at the polygraph machine] will be reading your results in real time. Shane, you’ll go first.

    Shane: Goody. 

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,801
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #88945636
  6. It seems silly to ever, ever be sad when this is his life. Yet, the brilliant sunlight today seems to be tinged with a gray tone he can’t blink away. A filter over his eyes, over his heart, making his limbs feel like lead. Fear, palpable and boiling in his stomach. He has everything he ever wanted, and what if- god what if he lost it? Thoughts of his mother, too. The beautiful, funny, brilliant woman who used to comb his messy curls and call him her little angel whenever she spoke to him. The woman who soothed his aches when he was hurt, who brushed the harsh words of his father right out of his ears with her own gentle ones. He gets why she left. He doesn’t blame her, not really. Sometimes, he thinks he might really understand it. Days like today, he thinks, which is a bit scary. -ilya has a bad mental health day on a babymoon trip to the cottage with shane and their daughter. his family is there for him-

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    6,778
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #88818566
  7. sweet little lies by

    Heated Rivalry (TV)
    • T
    • ✓

    2026-07-18

    Ilya used to think Shane was a bad liar.

    He would, after all, notice every time Shane stammered through a falsehood or half-truth. Sometimes he even let him.

    Now, Ilya wonders if maybe they weren't built to understand one another. Cosmically destined for one another in a way that others aren't. Mama used to talk about people like that, people made by fate for one another, misunderstandings are natural even with the ones you love; but there are some people that you just get.

    Shane is a bad liar. A bad liar to Ilya who he refuses to look at and when he does the shame of the lie is written in every freckle on his beautiful face.

    To others not so much.

    --
    Or the 3 times Shane helped sell a lie from Ilya and the 1 time he refused to lie with Hayden

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    5,229
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #88805781
  8. Shane: You all seriously want to do this?

    Shane: Like you know this is going to be on the internet forever, right?

     

    Ilya: Sorry everyone.

    Ilya: He still has this weird sense of self-preservation.

    Ilya: We're working on it.

     

    Bood: Come on, Hollander.

    Bood: It'll be fun!

    Bood: We'll all look like idiots together.

     

    Shane: That's not as comforting as you think it is.

     

    Evan: Is there a limit on the number of rainbows and dicks that can be on the shirt?

    Evan: Asking for the person I'm buying for who maybe definitely is named Shane Hollander.

     

    Shane: I hate all of you.

     

    Ilya: See you at the airport!! ✈️👕🏒

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,096
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #88723891
  9. “Listen, Ilya is-“ Shane doesn’t hear anything else. The crowd around them dissolves into white noise. He wants to smack Ilya’s name out of Sasha’s mouth. “Mine,” Shane snaps, finishing Sasha’s sentence for him. “Ilya is mine.”

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    3,183
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    2 versions
    AO3:
    #88737736
  10. Following their coming out, Shane and Ilya spend a whole summer doing interviews, talking about their relationship and about how it will affect hockey.
    The interview season ends with them playing Truth or Drink for a magazine. During the game Shane gets a bit too drunk from all the questions he avoids answering, and he ends up revealing a bit too much about their dynamic, which isn't a big deal usually but Ilya is drunk as well and won't let it go.

    The headlines read: Shane Hollander is a Bottom, but he's not really bothered by them.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,454
    Chapters:
    2/2
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #88438251
  11. Dylan starts playing around with video editing software after taking (and dropping) a community college media class in 2011. He may as well use the new skills to make something, so he makes a hockey video. This leads to him becoming the ‘Ilya Rozanov Fight Compilation’ guy – it’s the start of an interesting two decades.

    Or, the twenty years of Ilya Rozanov's MLH career as seen through the posts of one social media account.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    68,413
    Chapters:
    21/21
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #86257861
  12. [Seven members of the Ottawa Centaurs stand in the backyard of Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov. Each of the men holds a bag of candy as they joke with each other while Harris Drover sets up the shot. The sun is beginning to dip in the sky behind them, and the Stanley Cup sits on a makeshift stand made out of a cushioned lawn chair. Shane hovers close to the cup, and can be seen eyeing it with concern as Ilya watches him with amusement.]

    Shane: That doesn’t look very stable. We could have at least dragged the patio table out here.

    Ilya: It’s fine, sweetheart.

    Shane: I know, but it’s my day with the cup, I don’t want anything to happen to it.

    Ilya: Bood seasoned jerk chicken in there, yesterday. I think it will survive a little trauma candy salad dump in our backyard.

    Shane: That feels like a famous last words kind of scenario.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,714
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #88421441
  13. The room tilted slightly, and Shane’s throat was raw. He swayed there a moment, scanning the spinning room for somewhere to steady himself – for Haas or Dykstra. Ilya had been right; he should have slowed down, stayed with his teammates. He hadn't listened, and now he was alone, 2 Moscow Mules and 3 shots deep, stuck at the bar and lost in a sea of people. Shane just wanted his husband. The alcohol hadn't done anything to soften the effects of the music and lights encircling him. He felt trapped – suffocated – like his skin was fusing itself to his stiff muscles. The room spun faster, and the Canadian wasn't convinced he was standing upright anymore. His heart pounded in his ears as the music rattled his ribcage once more, an insatiable itch beckoning his blunt fingernails. He wanted to scream. He wanted to rip his hair out. He wanted to tear his clothes off. He wanted Ilya.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    10,157
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #88341231
  14. Shane had planned the pregnancy down to the week. That was the joke everyone kept making, anyway. Not that it was inaccurate. The third trimester was supposed to land perfectly during the off season so Shane could avoid flying, avoid media appearances, avoid unnecessary stress, and ideally spend the last stretch of pregnancy resting quietly at home with his husband. Instead, the third trimester was destroying him. He was tired all the time. Not regular tired either. Bone-deep, miserable exhaustion that made him want to cry if he had to walk upstairs twice in one day. His back hurt. His hips hurt. His knees hurt. His ribs hurt. Sometimes his skin hurt for reason. Or. Pregnant Shane shorts.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    33,350
    Chapters:
    13/13
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #85221636
  15. Ilya knows that no one loves the same version of a person; his Shane is different to Yuna’s Shane, who is different to David’s Shane, who is different to J.J., or Rose, or Hayden’s Shane. And while Ilya knows he’d fall in love with every single version, he’s happy he gets this one. Happy he gets the Shane who lets himself be trusting, and vulnerable, and honest. It makes Ilya wish he could have loved Shane earlier - makes him wish he could have known him longer. But he’s just glad he gets to do it now, here, like this. (Or, four times people are surprised by Shane’s clinginess, and one time they completely expect it.)

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    8,684
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #88370291
  16. "Don't you want to know what it would be like to fuck me? To claim me like this when no one ever did? To make me yours in every possible way?"

    Ilya barely had time to finish his sentence as Shane's lips were on his, engulfing him in a feverish kiss. Shane broke the kiss, panting against Ilya's mouth.

    "Shane, will you please fuck me?"

    Or: Shane tries weed for the first time and Ilya asks Shane to fuck him.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    9,917
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #88244081
  17. Shane has a good time at Toronto Pride (because he spends the whole time talking to lesbians who love hockey).

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    7,235
    Chapters:
    3/3
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #86097741
  18. “Are you okay?” Ilya asks, voice soft and quiet, eyes searching. Shane lets him, having nothing to hide and finding it easy to look Ilya in the eye. Shane nods, tilting his head to press a kiss to Ilya’s fingers. He still can’t quite find words and thinks it’s going to be one of those days where he just can’t. Thankfully this isn’t the first time this has happened with Ilya. Shane watches as his husband's face slowly shifts into one of understanding, releasing Shane’s chin to rest a hand on his chest instead. “Is today a quiet day, then?” Ilya asks, the worry and concern gone from his voice. Shane nods, offering a small smile, a silent apology of sorts.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    3,028
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #88006101
  19. “We are in hell, surely,” Ilya complains, sweat beading at his temples as he flops down on the couch beside Shane. “Why is it so hot? Is this what we get for having gay sex?” Shane fixes him with an unamused stare. “Because it’s barely 10am, and it’s already 34 degrees outside. Oh, and the AC is broken.” “I am going to kill myself.”

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,630
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #87934341
  20. The group chat elects a new Head of the WAGs

    Harris
    Good morning, Roz

    Ilyusha 🩵
    Hello, traitor.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    1,693
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #87855851
  1. ← Previous
  2. 1
  3. …
  4. 3
  5. 4
  6. 5
  7. 6
  8. 7
  9. …
  10. 30
  11. Next →