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  1. AU — The Centaurs’ plane crashes. No deaths are reported, and that should be a relief.

    Ilya survives. He just isn’t waking up.

    As Shane waits, the world continues on, and he’s forced to confront just how fragile their life truly is.

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  2. Now, for the first time in years, he found himself praying. Not caring who listened. Not caring if anyone listened.
    Take anything.
    Take the game.
    Take my career.
    Take whatever you want.

    Just let him wake up.
    Because Shane couldn't be gone.
    ~~~~
    Cliff Marlow isn't the one who sends Shane Hollander to the hospital.
    Ilya Rozanov is.
    And when the worst thing Ilya can imagine happens, keeping their relationship a secret becomes impossible.

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  3. This is the story about the normal every day people who found out about Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov long before the world was told. This is the story of how the relationship between Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov changed their lives. This is the story of the people who knew, protected, and supported Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov... some for almost for thirteen years.

    OR

    Shane and Ilya were actually horrible at keeping their relationship a secret.

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  4. Ilya had prepared for many things that night, but the last one he could ever possibly imagine was for Shane to pass out the second he walked through the door.

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  5. Ilya's left hand, which had been folded onto his lap, drops to the seat of the car. Shane hopes he's interpreting the gesture correctly when he takes Ilya's hand in his own and raises them both up to his heart.

    "Right here," Shane says. "This is where you belong, and it's where you'll always be." And you have nothing to be sorry for, Shane wants to say. I'm the one who should be sorry. Who will spend the rest of my life regretting every single day that I let you feel this way. But it's not time for that conversation yet. It's not time to lay any of that on Ilya. All Ilya needs right now is to know that Shane loves him, and to be taken safely home.

    ***

    Shane brings Ilya home after his suicide attempt.

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  6. Recovery isn't linear.
    Knowing this, and believing it, are two different things.

    Shane moves to Ottawa, ready to finally spend time with his soulmate, properly. Maybe the excitement is why he doesn't always notice.

    Ilya wins the Cup with Shane at his side, but it doesn't matter as much as it should have. Not when his body hurts and his mind is fragile and he feels one moment away from collapse.

    Timeline goes back and forth, but we start off one year after the events of the previous story.
    In the end, everything will be okay.

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  7. Shane and Ilya have everything they wanted. A home together, engagement rings on their fingers, and a locker room that feels like family. But outside their safe bubble, an unsettling tension is quietly building, leaving Shane constantly on edge. When their illusion of safety is shattered, Shane and Ilya are left to lean on the fierce loyalty of their team to survive the fallout

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  8. Two Tugs by

    Heated Rivalry (TV)
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    2026-06-06

    “Look, red!” Shane holds his clenched fist up triumphantly, and Yuna carefully steps over the baby gate blocking Shane’s doorway. 

    “Let me see.” she says softly, knowing full well that there’s nothing for her to see at all. The red string of fate that ties two souls together can only be seen by the people connected by it. Her own string leads her right to David, and she can only hope that whoever’s on the other end of Shane’s string is a worthy soulmate for her baby.

    “Mine.” Shane, who’s never been possessive about any of his toys, is practically growling at her; stubbornly shaking his head. He wraps his free hand around his fist, pulling both close to his chest.

    She tries not to find it adorable, and fails.

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  9. everytime i leave by

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    2026-05-05

    ilya rozanov did not plan to spend the majority of his rookie season in a hospital. then again, he didn't plan on shane hollander either.

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    or, the whump fic. based on my own tweet: a fic where 17 yr old shane is a [redacted] ill patient and ilya is the rookie his team drags to the children’s hospital. he falls in love w freckles and can’t stop visiting shane every chance he gets.

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  10. It's 2023. Ottawa has a real chance at the cup again this year. First win could've been luck but a second one in a row would cement their reputation. And if these few remaining games go right, they will be looking at back-to-back wins. Shane might be the first player in MHL history who has consecutive wins in two different teams. He will never do anything to jeopardize that opportunity. But his body. Something's happening... Not to mention his temper. It can probably wait until after they get the cup though. Probably. Or, it’s Shane’s second season with the Centaurs and he’s getting that cup, no matter what his body’s screaming at him. Ilya’s more stressed about it than he is. They get the cup and a pretty amazing souvenir out of it by the end of the season though. Set in a universe where everyone can get pregnant. Men just have a harder time being carriers. It usually takes a while for them and is normally done on purpose. Hollanov is really just that “casually beats the odds” couple.

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  11. What if Shane and Ilya had been drafted to the same team and fell in love as teammates instead of rivals?

    Shane and Ilya are both drafted to the Minnesota Nomads. What begins as new teammates building a friendship slowly deepens into a quiet, intense love neither of them expected.

    A story of teammates-to-lovers, found family, tragedy, and a love strong enough to survive even the coldest nights.

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  12. Yuna laughs quietly, then sighs. “The doctors still don’t understand what is happening. His vitals and brain function is fine, normal. But he won’t wake up.” Ilya’s lips curve into a small smile, “Like Sleeping Beauty.” That earns him another laugh from Shane’s mom, “Yes. He just needs true love’s kiss to wake up. Good thing you’re coming then, hm?” -- A car accident leaves Shane in a coma. But it's okay, his Prince Charming is coming to wake him up.

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  13. Galina stopped writing to look at Ilya. "Do you think he'd be willing to talk to you next time it happens, even if it's late?"

    Ilya's stomach turned over. He didn't even want to consider it, but he knew the answer. "Yes. But he silences his phone at night."

    "Most phones these days have an option to let certain numbers ring through, even on Do Not Disturb. Do you think he'd be open to setting that up for you?"

    Imagining that conversation made Ilya nauseous. Yes, no fucking doubt, Shane would be open to it if Ilya explained the reason. "I'm not going to ask him to do that."

    Set during The Long Game, an alternate version where the plane scene doesn't happen. Instead, there's this: a car crash, a therapist's duty to report, and an urgent reckoning with priorities.

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  14. After Ilya's plane crashes in the ocean, no one knows if the hockey star is alive or dead. Shane sets out to find him and reconcile their relationship.

    ***COMPLETE!***

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  15. Shane heard a strangled shout tear free from his mouth, and then his body was moving without his brain’s input. He flew across the ice, ripping his gloves off and reaching for Ilya’s throat. He wrapped his fingers around the warm skin, feeling the flow of blood pulse harder with each beat of Ilya’s heart. His eyes raced across Ilya’s face, desperately looking for a sign that his boyfriend was still with him. Ilya’s eyes were wide and glazed, staring past Shane instead of at him. His face was losing color rapidly, turning a sickly shade of white that mirrored the ice beneath him. His mouth was open, loose and slack, mouthguard still jammed into his upper jaw. Shane watched in terror as Ilya grew limper in his arms.
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    During a Boston-Montreal game, Ilya's neck is cut by a skate, and Shane is forced to witness the love of his life bleeding out on the ice in front of him. All of the plans they have made seem to be slipping away before his eyes, right when they were so close to finalizing Ilya's transfer to Ottawa. As they race against the clock to save Ilya's life, Shane reckons with the secrets they have been forced to keep and fears that they might never get to live their truth out in the open.

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  16. Hayden had never seen him like this before. The painkillers were making Shane…fun. He was funny, and kind of bitchy? All Hayden had to do was mention a player, any player in the league, and Shane had an absolutely devastating assessment locked and loaded. To hear Canada’s Golden Boy with perfect PR presence rip into everyone and everything…it was just too tempting to pass up.

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    Hayden has some fun with Shane while he's high on pain meds. Shane starts being a little too honest and that's exactly when Ilya Rozanov decides to show some sportsmanship for the first time in his life. Hayden tries to run interference for his best friend and, man, what the hell did he walk into??

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  17. Loud beeps from his phone startled Ilya, and he slowed down, reaching for the device he’d put on the bar between his legs. Jane. He smiled to himself when he saw the notifications, and, checking Marlowe was absorbed in his own fitness, opened it quickly, smiling in anticipation of Shane's words.

    The smile was wiped off his face almost instantly.

    The blood drained from his face, and Ilya felt like the bottom had just fallen out of his world.

    *****

    Maybe he was naive, but Ilya always thought he had time. Time with Shane. Time to tell him what he truly meant to him.

    That, somehow, one way or another, Shane would always be there.

    But a text message late one night threatens to destroy the future that Ilya has spent the time carefully constructing in his mind.

    Maybe Shane wasn't always going to be there. That Shane would be cruelly snatched away from him before he had a chance to be honest.

    That he would be left behind. Alone.

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  18. Ilya Rozanov doesn’t like asking for help, especially at four in the morning. Unfortunately, his appendix doesn’t care about pride. When the pain gets bad enough to force his hand—and Shane is hours away—he calls Yuna. She answers before the second ring. Ilya is dreaming about his mother. At least, he thinks he is. The dream is already slipping away by the time his eyes open and he jolts awake. He can’t remember what she was saying, or even if she was really there, but the feeling of her lingers in his chest. He has just enough time to register that before something else cuts in. A twisting, terrible pressure low in his abdomen. It’s deep and wrong and sudden enough to make him suck in a breath. He lies there in the dark, staring up at the ceiling, trying to get his bearings. It’s nothing, he tells himself because he has a team breakfast tomorrow and he doesn’t have time for this. He can’t afford to be dramatic about a random ache in the middle of the night. So he stays still. Doesn’t shift, doesn’t test it. He waits for it to fade on its own. It doesn’t. It gets worse. Just enough that it’s impossible to ignore. It pulses, sharp in a way that makes his jaw tighten. Sleep is clearly not happening. He closes his eyes anyway, stubborn about it, but every breath seems to set it off again. He wishes, as he does every night, that Shane were there beside him. But Shane is in Montreal, and Ilya is in his Ottawa house, alone in the dark. If Shane were here, he’d probably be sprawled half on top of him asleep, and Ilya would have to nudge him off his chest which would probably wake him up. Shane would probably already be asking what’s wrong… Okay, he thinks. Enough. Ilya shifts toward the edge of the bed, moving carefully, like that might make a difference. Maybe he just needs water or maybe there’s something he can take for the pain. His feet hit the floor and for one stupid second he thinks it’s fine— Then the pain spikes, sudden and blinding, and the room tilts violently. His knees give out before he can grab anything, and he goes down hard onto the floor, the impact jarring and loud in the quiet house. He lies there, gasping, curled around the pain, knowing with cold certainty that this is not something he can ignore. The anger comes next, sharp enough to almost cut through the pain. He’s furious with himself for lying there and being weak. He’s had so many hits on the ice, he’s lost count. He knows how to push through discomfort; it’s practically a job requirement. This shouldn’t be enough to put him on the floor. And then a worse thought slips in, quiet and horrifying that makes him feel so alone, alone and scared. What if he dies like this—alone on his bedroom floor, the house dark and empty, no one even knowing something is wrong. The idea makes his heart race, panicked and uneven. What if he never sees Shane again? The thought is unbearable. He tries to shove it away, to replace it with something simple. He tells himself to get up. To move. To stop being ridiculous. He digs his hands into the floor, tries to push himself upright. It’s not determination so much as instinct. He drags himself across the floor, slow and awkward, the movement setting his stomach on fire. His phone is still on the nightstand. The distance to it feels ridiculous, like it’s on the other side of the house instead of just a few feet away. He gets there eventually and fumbles it into his hand, fingers slick with sweat. The screen lights up the dark. 4:07 a.m. He opens a text to Shane anyway. The blank screen stares back at him. He can picture Shane waking up to it, groggy and alarmed before he’s even fully conscious. Texting him in the middle of the night would send him straight into panic mode, and Ilya can’t do that. He doesn’t want to be the reason Shane spends the rest of the night terrified hours away. He doesn’t know what he would even say. Hey, I think something’s wrong feels like too much. Another spike of pain rips through him, sudden and brutal, bright enough to wipe the thought clean from his head. His breath catches, vision blurring, and his thumb slips off Shane’s name as the decision is made for him. He calls Yuna. He isn’t entirely sure why. Maybe because she’s listed as his emergency contact on a dozen work forms and in his phone, so his brain goes to her automatically. Maybe because she’s close by. Maybe, secretly, because he loves Shane’s mother very much, and she’s the kind of person who will know exactly what to do. She answers before the second ring, and Ilya opens his mouth and realizes he has nothing. The words are tangled up and useless. English refuses to cooperate. For a split second he thinks, If I were still in Russia, I wouldn’t do this. I wouldn’t call anyone. I wouldn’t be this weak.

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  19. Shane didn't know what he should say, what he could say. They hadn't talked since that night, hadn't been in contact much. Which at first hadn't worried Shane. It wasn't unusual for them to go longer periods of time without contact, and especially with the Olympics looming so close, with them both being chosen for their teams, it had only seemed logical to focus on their duties. He hadn't worried. Had lived in that blissful state of finally knowing what it felt like to be taken, of sharing the arguably most intimate part of himself with someone he trusted. Knew he could trust. Thought he could trust. OR: What happened during those 6 months when Ilya ignored Shane? How did that time change things for Shane?

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  20. It's their second game since Tampa, and there's a new ease to this thing between Shane and Ilya. They're playing so hard, and it's going so well. That is, until Cliff Marlow lines up a slap shot and hits more than just net... [New bonus chapter added!]

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