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  1. The slow soft launch of Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov's relationship as told by social media.

    Takes place 2020 - 2021.

    With guest appearances from multishippers, Shaydens, Marlow/Rozanov shippers, Svetlana fans and the firm believers in Hollandry endgame.

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  2. “Boys, I appreciate the thought you’ve put into this so far,” Yuna said. “But there’s no way you're hiding this for ten years. It is going to leak. We need an actual reasonable plan for you to come out safely and be happy so you can do this on your own terms and not be miserable.”

    --

    The ten-year plan was never going to work. Fortunately, thanks to Yuna, Shane and Ilya now have a new and improved plan that could have them safe and happy in just a year or two's time. They just have to want it bad enough.

    Ottawa a year early. Support from friends and family. Therapy. Rebranded images. A more confident and secure Shane. A public friendship hard launch. A relationship soft launch.

    There's a lot to do. It's time to put in the work.

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  3. For the first time in nineteen years, a sudden, blinding flash of color flooded Ilya’s world.

    It was as if a dormant switch inside him had been violently flipped on. His Alpha instincts, usually as dormant and indifferent as the rest of him, surged forward with a fierce, possessive roar that made his blood run hot. The dull gray reality he had inhabited his entire life vanished, replaced by a single, absolute, unyielding mandate:

    That Omega is mine.

    Ilya didn’t know his name. He didn’t know his story, or his background. But as his blue eyes locked onto the stunning stranger, watching the way his warm brown eyes crinkled with a soft, gentle laugh, Ilya knew with absolute certainty that he would stop at nothing until that Omega belonged to him.

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  4. Unhinged love by

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    2026-08-26

    Cliff: You want me too break your nose?! (Ilya is on a sex ban and would do anything to get out of it. Anything.)

    Yuna: She can't stop herself from peaking, to make sure Ilya can calm Shane down - she see's something else. (Shane has a meltdown and Ilya calms him down through the power of a biting kink)

    Scott/Kip: What do you mean i remind you of your brother? What do you mean you don't know your a bottom? (Ilya and Scott finally talk and become friends. Shane and Kip are talking about sex. Kip introduces the concept of BDSM. Kip has regrets.)

    Hayden: First he fails at convincing Shane to become his third, then walks in on him getting his back blown out, then Shane gets kidnapped. Oh no.

    Svetlana: Plane crash rewrite - somehow this leads to Svetlana following Shane up a mountain in hopeless rescue attempt

    Ilya: My dick too big and my bitch too hot (Shane is in SubSpace then the hotel fire alarm goes off, the team finds out something new)

    Luca: what’s a BDSM relationship? (Luca sees some stuff that sets of an internal alarm)

    Harris and Troy: Recording shit they shouldn’t

    Or a collection of one shots of people clocking how unhinged Ilya and Shane are for each.

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  5. Boston, while they usually draft players they know to be aggressive, see Shane Hollander, classically Canadian, composed, and calculating, and realize they have an opportunity. Not to reform their image necessarily, but to put out the narrative of a better influence. No one expects Shane Hollander to snarky, suave, and all together trouble for the league.

    Montreal sees Ilya Rozanov for exactly what he is, brutal, talented, and masculine. He’s the leadership the Voyagers need, he’s tough on his teammates, on himself, and he doesn’t take shit from anybody. However, he’s too quiet off the ice, and it’s unsettling. He’s everything and nothing they thought he would be.

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  6. When Shane is born, Yuna buries her face into the soft tuft of black hair he was born with and tries her hardest not to cry.

    I love you, she thinks, and worries, and knows. And it will not be enough.

    OR: Yuna and magic don't exactly get along. Good thing she's not magical.

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  7. During his rookie year, Shane goes to a Halloween party at a Montreal gay bar to confirm some suspicions about himself. Unfortunately, it’s 2010, so the official photographer uploads a few hundred photos to the bar’s Facebook page.

    Yuna gives real thought to finding Mark Zuckerberg and strangling him with his own hoodie strings. Probably this particular thought spiral suggests it’s time for her to step away from the PC, but the thought of taking a break – of leaving the burning fuse that could blow up her baby’s life at any moment unattended – makes her stomach churn.

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  8. Life after Heated Rivalry from Yuna's POV, with lots of texting.

    Technically a sequel to "Shane's Lily", but you don't need to read that in order to understand this.

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  9. Refusing to let Ilya ruin his career by signing with Ottawa, Shane chooses to really give their relationship a try and moves to Boston to live with Ilya and become a Raider. What follows is enough public scrutiny and backlash from his team that it has him questioning if he made the right decision. Until moments with Ilya and the Raiders show him exactly why he chose correctly. --- Hayden’s eyes flickered to Shane as he sat on the bench, chewing on the edge of his mouth guard. “Don’t fucking look at him,” Ilya insisted as he bent down for the faceoff. “Excuse me?” Hayden mumbled, eyes darting back to him. “You heard me,” he retorted, his tone clipped. “He’s not your teammate anymore; he’s mine. If you think Marlow is a problem to your game, wait until you see what I will do to your team if you hurt anyone on mine again.” Hayden scoffed, dipping his head as he tried to focus on the game. Something about Ilya’s words still rang through his head though, sounding so definitive that he didn’t want to risk seeing what he was actually referring to when he said that. The puck dropped again, and Ilya stole it before he could comprehend how quickly it happened.

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  10. Gabriella Marchaud runs the box office for the Ottawa Centaurs. She likes spreadsheets, quiet evenings, and the predictable rhythm of processing ticket requests. Then Ilya Rozanov, the team's enigmatic new captain, shows up in her doorway with a hypothetical question about sneaking a guest into the stadium undetected. She expects to never see him again. Instead, he keeps coming back. With questions about chosen family, logistics, and a sadness that looks a lot like her own.

    or

    Centaur's Box office Manager, Gabriella Marchaud just wanted to do her job. But Ilya Rozanov wants to sneak a friend into the stadium to watch him play. Neither expected to end up friends.

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  11. It’s not that Yuna is not aware that her son is sexually active. 
    Really, it isn’t. Of all the things Yuna Hollander has ever been accused of being while bashing in the public eye, a fool is not one of them. She’s well aware that he is not the innocent little boy that once looked up at her and asked about the lifespan of butterflies anymore. 

    But sometimes, Yuna wishes she knew a little bit less about her son’s private life. Just a little.

    —

    (Or, five times Yuna Hollander found out too much about her son’s sex life and that one time she purposefully asked about it.)

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  12. One fateful day in 2017, Shane takes a hit on the ice during a Metros v. Raiders game that lands him in the hospital. But what if Ilya never got the chance to visit him the day after the surgery? What if Yuna decided to message "Lily" first?

    AU where Yuna updates "Lily" while Shane is in the hospital in episode 5.

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  13. Yuna's hand meets Ilya’s. The rivalry status that the league had painted over her son's relationship with the Russian now cast aside. They clutch to each other in silent acknowledgement of their shared pain, hope and fear in what had just manifested before their eyes. There's a uniting force in pain and grief—It's one that wipes slates clean, makes you forgive, makes you love harder and appreciate more than you ever thought possible. Everything she ever knew or felt about the Russian whose hand she now clung to was dissolved Shane Hollander briefly dies on the Ice after the hit from Marlow in the Montreal vs Boston Game. Ilya handles his emotions poorly and has a very public meltdown revealing their relationship to the world.

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  14. 5 times Yuna Hollander is there for Shane, and 1 time Ilya Rozanov is.

    “You know, you used to say that the noise of fireworks or the ocean scared your ears,” she says softly, smiling at the fond memory.

    “I'm not scared,” Shane grunts defensively.

    His shoulders are tense and his jaw is clenched. Yuna sighs. “I didn't say you were,” she reassures.

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  15. Shane is frozen, staring at Ilya and the girl. He can’t be sure how much time goes by. He isn’t even sure what he’s doing there, what he’s waiting for. He and Ilya stare at each other. The girl writhes against Ilya, oblivious; he presses his mouth to her neck, his eyes on Shane. Shane’s stomach turns. He cannot look away.

    Or, the club scene with a different, more complicated ending.

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  16. Shane goes down on the ice, hard. Ilya spirals in the locker room. Yuna makes a phone call. Somehow, it ends well. *** He hears a sharp breath being sucked in and a cold, decidedly female voice states “Ilya Rozanov.” It feels like a bucket of ice-water has been dropped on his head, chilled tendrils crawling down his back. "Who-who is this?” he manages to get out. “Yuna Hollander,“ the woman, Yuna fucking Hollander, hisses, like an angry cat. “Shane Hollander’s mother!”

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  17. Breaking News by

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    2026-03-22

    Uploaded to one of the biggest sports broadcasts in the entire industry, the Metro's are blindsided when texts between Shane and Rozanov are leaked one afternoon. They're even more surprised to find how many they have, how far back they span, and just how intimate they are.

    ---

    “You know what I’m thinking about?” JJ asked with no specific person in mind.

    “Please don’t say Ilya’s thighs,” Hayden pleaded, pinching the bridge of his nose.

    “First of all, ew, no,” he replied instantly. “Second of all, don’t call him Ilya, it’s weird.”

    “It’s his name!” Hayden retorted, defensively. “We should get used to using it considering he and Shane are…you know.”

    Sleeping together sounded crass, but dating seemed too romantic, too. Not that there hadn’t been some pretty romantic texts to sort through. He couldn’t really figure out what the word that felt best was, or if there even was one.

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  18. When Shane announces to the world that he is signing with the Ottawa centaurs and that he is engaged to Ilya in a post online the response he gets is a little different to what he was expecting...but it was a lot better too

    ***

    or the replies and comments on Shane's post at the end of "What Happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas...Mostly"

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  19. She's got her mouth open, too, ready to snap at him to leave, because Shane does not need this right now. He can come back, if he has to, when her son's less fucking vulnerable, high on painkillers and reeling from mood-swings; not that she thinks he will, which, good. Really, she's just about to, when Shane's voice sounds. "Ilyaaaaa!" he lets out delightedly. For another long moment, nobody moves. Rozanov's face has contorted. His brows are furrowed and he's looking only at Shane. Is he confused? Yuna's pretty damn confused. Because– "Il-yaaaa!" Shane repeats, loud and sounding – ecstatic, really. Absolutely ecstatic. Yuna stares at Shane's bruised face and tries, desperately, not to cry. She loves hockey, loves it with all her heart, is obsessed with Montreal and her son's career – but she hates it, too, when it leaves Shane broken, collapsed on the ice. It's not okay. It's never okay, seeing him there, helpless and hurt. It's even worse when she's not there. Yuna and David had been at home when it'd happened. They'd put the game on in the background, as they were wont to do with all of Shane's games, and Yuna'd been ironing as David made dinner, the two of them talking lightly together about nothing much. It'd been perfect, really. Her younger self would never have thought it, but she lives for those quiet evenings with her husband, easy and calm, the smell of good food wafting through the house and the croon of the speaker in the background. A good night, she'd thought. Shane'd been on his A-game. In the face-off, he'd stolen the puck from Rozanov, and raced across the ice, and he looked like he was really, truly enjoying it. He'd been smiling. Yuna'd remarked on it. Then, suddenly, silence. Yuna'd looked up at the sudden hush. The audience's usually a constant white noise, the calling and hooting and booing merging together into one dull sound. The commentators remarked on every pass Shane made, especially tonight, when they were playing Boston. Silence was never – ever – good. She hadn't known who it was at first. There was just a figure in a blue jersey, smashed onto the ice. She'd stood up, squinted. Was it Hayden? But no, PIKE was there, plastered on the back of the figure throwing himself onto the Boston player that'd caused the fall. Was it Gagnon? Then – "And Shane Hollander's down!" the commentator had announced, and everything in Y una went still. Shane's been injured before, of course. It's hockey. Yuna'd been forced to cope with it ever since Shane was nine and first bowled over by one of the other players – bigger than him, bulkier than him, always more aggressive than him. He usually gets up, though. He usually gets up. He doesn't this time. After that, everything blurred into one. David had sprinted upstairs, and he’d grabbed the overnight bag that they'd never used, that was needed only for emergencies, and then he'd been down and Yuna'd remembered how to breathe again and they were in the car, rushing- rushing-rushing to where their son was, miles away, being carted off to hospital in Montreal. They'd got there as soon as they could. It wasn't soon enough. But the doctor had calmed them, reassured them, told them, "Your son's alright, Mr and Mrs Hollander, he's just got a fractured collarbone and a mild concussion. Don't worry." Then he'd added, with a friendly grin, "He'll be out for the playoffs, though, I'm afraid." A Voyageurs fan. As if Yuna cared about the playoffs.–Shane would, though, she remembered, and told herself to give a brittle smile and thank him. She did. She's here, now, sat at his bedside. It's not a familiar position, not like it would be for a lot of hockey families. Shane's just that good. Yuna's overwhelmingly glad it's not. She doesn't think she could cope if he got himself in here every season. It's been a few hours since he'd first woken up, blinking dazedly at her and David, drugs pumping through his system to keep him relaxed and pain-free. It'd been startling, actually, the easy grin that slid onto his face when he'd spotted them. Shane'd smiled slow and smooth and genuine. It'd crinkled his eyes up and he’d been squinting, too, because of the bright lights, and he’d looked happy. Happy and loose in a way that made Yuna realise he was usually so, so tense; so, so stiff. He'd been slow to wake. He'd shifted, and grumbled to himself, and Yuna and David had rushed to his bedside to be right there when he finally blinked himself to consciousness. His head flopped a bit, and he’d muttered something she couldn't quite make out that sounded like "Ill-ya," and repeated it over and over again. She still doesn't know what it means. He'd stopped saying it when he realised she and David were there, had quietened down and looked at her and then beamed. Then his grin had gotten smaller, regulating, but he'd greeted them in a soft, slurred voice, and very quickly gotten tired again and drifted off. That'd been around midnight, Yuna thinks, maybe later. David had exhaled and kissed her and gone off to book them a hotel for a couple days. Yuna couldn't bring herself to go with him. Because he knows her, and he loves her, and probably because he feels better if Shane has one of them there, he'd gone without protest. She'll join him tonight, she thinks. When Shane's been awake for more than just a few minutes. She just sat with him, watching him breathe; she checks the clock and the heart-rate monitor every so often. She'd managed to get a few hours in around three a.m., crashing in the stiff armchair in the corner of the private room Shane's in, and she'd woke up again at half seven, her phone glaring in the dull dark of the room. One of the nurses must have switched the light off when they'd seen her asleep. Yuna's thankful. Now, the little numbers on the screen say 08:47. Visiting time's started. Not that anyone'll be by for a couple hours yet, thank God, because Yuna really can't deal with people right now. Except David. He should be here shortly too, the only saving grace. Him, she always wants by her side. As if summoned by her thoughts, there's a gentle knock at the door, and it's pulled open. David walks in, circles under his eyes, but they're certainly not as bad as hers are bound to be. His expression softens when he looks at her, and she smiles a little helplessly. "How's he doing?" he asks lowly. "Alright, I think," she says honestly. "But –" "It's never easy seeing him like this," David agrees. Yuna lets out an exhausted sigh. "Yes," she says. "Yes. Nothing's changed since you left. He's just..."

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  20. For one, singular, blissful moment, nothing is wrong when Ilya wakes up.

    And then the bubble pops.

    With something less like a pinprick and more like a gunshot.

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    After Ilya is outed he has to deal with being the only openly queer player in the league, being Russian, and being in love with Hollander even after he ran away all at once. It sucks. He does it anyway.

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