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Ilya Rozanov on Shane Hollander and the Critically Endangered North Atlantic Right Whale by Anonymous
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2026-09-01
The morning after the draft, Ilya stared at the headline for far too long. At Hollander’s beaming smile, at his young, innocent happiness, at the terrible hair and big brown eyes and the way he looked in the Bear jersey. Ilya’s colors. Ilya felt a rush of possessiveness that wasn’t at all appropriate. Hollander was so… edible. Ilya wanted to unhinge his jaw like a python and swallow him down.
He closed his eyes. That wasn’t appropriate. That wasn’t at all appropriate. Hollander was Ilya’s rookie and he was soon to be billeting him. There will be no eating. No nibbling, no gnawing, no gobbling, no swallowing.
He switched to his texts and tapped the number Keppler had sent him.
“Hello?” asked Hollander’s tentative voice. Oh, Ilya would not survive this.
“Hi,” Ilya said, brightly. “Shane Hollander?”
“Oh,” Hollander said. “Are you… Ilya Rozanov?”
What about just a tiny nibble? One little nibble on one of those cute cheeks?
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A rookie/ captain fic where captain Ilya billets rookie Shane, Shane is too adorable for words, Ilya finds himself mired in moral quandary, and also there are whales.
- Part 12 of Hollanov fics
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- AO3:
- #91147481
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“…I had a thing with one of my teammates. It doesn’t matter who, and I’m not going to tell you. …The truth was, I’d been half in love with him before we first hooked up… I was nuts about him. But he was… he said he didn’t feel that way about me.”
“It all fell apart when I told him I loved him.”
- the long game, ch. 32
we all know coach brandon wiebe had a “thing” with a former teammate.
what if that teammate had been david hollander?
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- #81866336
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Nobody moves for a moment as Shane stares the woman down, and he’s seconds away from sawing the damn thing off himself, when the woman nods to the men surrounding the hybrid. And then there’s a flurry of movement, a clicking sound and then the men stand back to reveal Ilya in his bare faced glory, unobstructed by the muzzle.
Shane takes him in, inhaling softly at the sharp cheekbones, the moles dusted over his face, the pillowy lips that are set in a firm, displeased line. Shane wonders how big his fangs are. If he was a fighter, they must have been sharpened regularly.
Shane doesn’t want to think about the damage this wall of a hybrid had inflicted on others, the damage he could inflict on Shane. The hybrid stares at him, expression hard to determine but the intensity of it has Shane holding back a shiver. He’s staring at Shane like he can see every thought inside of him, calculating. As if they were on opposing sides of a ring, ready for the bell to chime and for Ilya to go in for the kill.
Shane gets roped into fostering a troublesome hybrid with a bad track record. Except what begins as a cordial arrangement turns into something much more complicated.
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- English
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- AO3:
- #86782521
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“Yes. In recent games-” Ilya paused. Hollander didn’t interrupt him. “Have you read what they said about you?”
“Who’s they?”
“People. Hockey people.”
Hollander stared Ilya down. “Is this supposed to motivate me?”
“No, um, I-”
“You should see the shit they say about *you*.”
Ilya most definitely did see it.The NHL adds another team, resulting in an expansion draft. Shane and Ilya, both nearing the end of their careers at age 35, find themselves on the new team. Can they both prove that they’re not “too old” to lead a team to victory? And can they be honest with each other in the process?
- Language:
- English
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- 24,880
- Chapters:
- 6/6
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #79534026