3301 – 3320 of 4,146 Works in Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid

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  1. Rozanov shows up at a Voyageurs party. Shane is not happy.

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  2. Shane found that he wanted to let loose, wanted to go a little wild, maybe even get a bit silly.

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  3. Ilya never liked Christmas time. Or maybe, he did, once, a long time ago. Shane understands, and quietly sets out to bring back some of that Christmas magic for Ilya.

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  4. Shane reveals he can’t get wet, and Ilya—of course—takes it as a challenge.

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  5. Ilya's gums ache, he's annoyed, he's itching for a fight or a bite. Maybe Hollander can help in one of those (Y'all this was so very self indulgent)

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  6. Shane and Ilya met two days before Christmas in 2008. They'd both been 17 and on the edge of a journey neither were ready for. It's 17 years later now. Luckily, things worked out pretty well.

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  7. Press conferences are easy. Shane could do them in his sleep. Right now, however, his body feels like it’s being suffocated by tight plastic wrap and his brain is already numb from overstimulation, and it’s taking everything in him not to lose his shit. [Or, in September 2015, Shane gets overstimulated during a press conference, and Ilya brings him back.]

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  8. Troy blurted, “Could I have his number?” Ilya didn’t look tired anymore, he was a whole lot more interested. He sat up, and Troy swallowed. He wasn’t physically small, but he was short, or at least a lot shorter than Ilya. Who, even still sitting, was massive. “His number?” Ilya echoed, his tone a lot colder, still amused as if he couldn’t believe what Troy was asking him. “I mean… if the rumour is true, I mean, Shane’s a babe. He seems like a good guy in general too. I just— sorry, I shouldn’t have asked, I know you guys are friends, I don’t know what got into me,” Troy started rambling as Ilya got up and gave him a careful look over. - In which Troy actually does ask Ilya for Shane's number... and some following events.

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  9. “Russians don’t blush, starshine.”

    “And guys don’t squirt, Ilya.”

    A snowboarding trip turns into a filthy, intimate challenge when Ilya decides to prove a point—repeatedly—in the most overwhelming ways possible.

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  10. On christmas morning, Ilya finds himself awake before everyone else, restless under the weight of the holiday. As the day unfolds with Shane, their daughter, and a family built from choice rather than blood, christmas stops feeling like something borrowed, and starts to feel like his. Ilya had been awake since five in the morning, that wasn't anything unusual for him but in the past it had been for training or because of Shane's insane workout routine— and most recently, their daughter screaming at all hours of the morning. This morning he wasn't awake because their daughter had woken him up— miraculously, she was still asleep in her room, curled around the stuffed bear Yuna had given her last week, but because Ilya couldn’t stop thinking. Like his brain wouldn't shut off, and of course it was about something specific. Christmas. The word still felt strange on his tongue, like a borrowed thing he hadn’t quite earned yet despite all the holidays he'd spent with the Hollander family over the many years he and Shane had been together. He lay on his back staring at the ceiling, one arm thrown over his husbands side of the bed, listening to the steady sound of his breathing. Outside, the sky was still dark, snow falling heavily. Everything felt quiet in a way that made his chest ache. Ilya slipped out of bed carefully, like he was sneaking away from something that couldn't be, or shouldn't be disturbed. He pulled on a hoodie and padded down the hall, pausing outside their daughter’s room. He cracked the door open just enough to look inside. She was sprawled across her bed, dark curls sticking up in every direction, one sock kicked off in her sleep. Her nose crinkled as she breathed in and out. There were already too many toys in there with her. Ilya knew that. Shane had told him that many times. He had said, “she’s one, Ilya. She doesn’t need seventeen stuffed animals.” Ilya had nodded, agreeing with him, and then ordered five more. He closed the door softly, leaving her to sleep and went to the living room, where the christmas tree glowed faintly in the early morning light. The presents underneath it were.. excessive. Even by his standards. He crouched down and adjusted one of the bows, frowning at himself as he remembered dinner the previous night, he'd been fretting over the wrapping and Shane had told him it didn't matter. She wouldn't remember her very first christmas anyway. But it did matter. All of it mattered. Back in Russia, he of course did not celebrate christmas in the same way. No lights. No tree. No stupid matching pajamas that David made them wear. New Year’s Eve had been the big thing, and even that had been.. quiet. Heavy. Something to get through because the person who made it special in the first place was no longer with them, and Ilya was not allowed to talk about that. This was different, though. This was theirs. A day that he got to spend with the family he created, and loved more than anything. Shane shuffled in a few moments later, hair sticking up much like their daughters, eyes fighting to stay open, wrapped in one of Ilya’s hoodies. “You’re up early.” Shane whispered through a yawn, voice thick with sleep. Ilya startled, then relaxed. “Could not sleep.” Shane leaned against him, arms slipping around his waist, forehead pressed between Ilya’s shoulder blades. “You’re vibrating.” “Vibrating?" He repeated, his brows furrowing. “Mhm.” Shane whispered against his skin. “You’ve been restless since, like, December first.” Ilya turned, pulling Shane against his chest. “I just want it to be good.” Shane looked up at him then, really looked, his expression softening. “It will be.” “I want it to be perfect.” Shane didn’t hesitate to comfort his husband this time. Nodding against his chest. “Yeah. Me too.” Their daughter woke up an hour later, announcing it by babbling at the top of her little lungs. Shane laughed as Ilya bolted upright, nearly tripping over the dog toys scattered around the floor in his rush to get to her room first. She was wide awake, big brown eyes staring up at him, a big smile on her face as Ilya scooped her up into his arms. “Good morning, solnyshko.” he grinned, pressing a kiss to her messy head of dark curls. She crinkled her nose, reminding him of someone else he loved more than anything in the world. Shane leaned in the doorway, watching them with a smile that made Ilya feel almost naked. Like his husband could really see him, something that no one else had ever been able to do and even after all these years, it still made him a little nervous. Uncomfortable, maybe? "You ready?” He asked. Ilya swallowed, nodding. “Da.” They sat on the floor together in front of the christmas tree, their daughter between them, having more fun with the paper than the gifts that were inside, shrieking with delight every time they helped her rip it. Ilya watched her intently, like he was afraid she might disappear if he blinked for too long. “You went overboard.” Shane murmured under his breath, fond, as she opened her fourth present in a row. Ilya could tell he didn't mean it. He was just as happy sat watching her as he

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  11. Do you ever feel depressed? Ilya paused again. Yes, but why would a dentist need to know that? What if this dentist told the rest of the team medical staff, and they benched him or took away his captaincy because he was depressed? He checked no. Ilya gets a dental cleaning and has to confront the fact that maybe he is not managing his depression as well as he thinks.

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  12. He glances at the window. Nobody is looking. Their cards are down. All of their cards are down. He’s still looking over his shoulder. “You are out, you are on a team with potential -” “We,” Ilya corrects. “We are all of those things.” The start of the season marks Shane’s first year with the Centaurs and playing with his husband. He’s got a lot to prove now that the honeymoon is over.

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  13. Shane turned back to Ilya. “You say things to me that make me feel the same as when you kiss me,” he spoke softly, accentuating his words with motioning arms, “like the earth could give out from under you and you wouldn’t give a shit, because that way you could stay in the sunlight all the time. You love when it’s sunny.” He drew in a long, steadying breath. “And it makes me think you might love me like you love the sun.” Ilya thought his chest may burst open with the sheer force his heart beat with. “It was sunny today, yes? Did not make me feel like this. Not even close,” Ilya offered Shane his hand. Shane took it and Ilya dragged him to his chest. He pressed their intertwined hands against his heart. “Feel that? Only you, no sun. Would not want the earth to collapse. It would take you away, too. What do I do with just the stupid sun, if you are not there to block it out?” or; Shane visits Ilya when the Voyageurs are in Boston. They are down horrendous for each other. Also very much in love. So, pretty canon.

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  14. Shane and Ilya have talked about being parents even before they were married. But when Ilya’s brother dies, parenthood comes a lot sooner than they expected.

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  15. Forever, Shane wanted to say. Forever if you ask. And that was the problem, wasn’t it? Shane was in too deep, in over his head. Sure, Ilya would entertain the idea of possibly being more for these two weeks, but after that? He would go back home, to Boston, to his incomparably talented team, to his roster of other lovers. Ones with no repercussions. Ones that he could share everything with; ones that he could take out into the world, could love openly, loudly, without shame. --------- or, 5 times Shane and Ilya didn't say everything they wanted to, and 1 time they finally did

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  16. It's Ilya and Shane's first Christmas together as an actual couple, and Ilya is a bit nervous to spend it with Shane's family. Of course, when he wakes up sick a few days before the holiday, that won't do. He can't ruin Christmas.

    Or, Ilya learns what it means to be cared for.

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  17. A team gathering at Shane and Ilya's cabin leads to three couples being snowed in… except one couple is brand new, happened after everyone went to bed new, and Ilya has some things to say about it. Shane is a tired, but proud, dad, and Ilya is protective. ~~ spoilers relating to The Long Game, not many, but there are book spoilers as this is mostly post The Long Game

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  18. “Ilya hasn’t been very well recently.” Shane swallowed, he hated saying that out loud, “Not for a long time actually.” ~ Ilya's depression is flat, still and cold like water, sometimes he thinks it might drown him. The Hollanders are here to help him float. (Or Ilya has a bad day, Yuna notices, and in the Hollander household love and support are given by force.)

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  19. A 5+1 of Ilya and Shane finding their space together. Can't get the puck to the net if you're always skating backwards, too afraid of taking a hit. It took them so long to get here and now that they are, they must take the next step -- learn to face other people, emerge from their safe, secluded bubble and let other people in. Push through the fear.

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  20. If Ilya and Shane had written their own vows, this is how it would go. (Loosely based on 18 by One Direction. Spoilers for The Long Game!)

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