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It does mean missing out on things like barbeques and team dinners sometimes, but it’s not as if he would have been able to participate anyway. At this point in his life, risking someone not taking his allergies seriously would mean potentially missing games, which makes it unacceptable. Jackie always makes sure he has a dish or two that’s safe when he’s over at their house, but if he was going to be the one guy sitting and drinking ginger ale instead of taking part in sharing nachos or Korean barbeque or burgers or any other delicious thing he goes in knowing he can’t have anyway, there’s no point in making a fuss about it. He eats at home, has a drink with everyone else, and he calls it a day. Easy. Safe. Foolproof. But also the reason it doesn’t occur to him that he hasn’t actually told Ilya about any of his allergies until it becomes immediately relevant five days into being at his cottage together. (how ilya learns about shane's food allergies) (and how shane learns what it's like to have someone who always saves him a seat at the table) (and who also makes sure there's food he can eat on the table to start with)
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“Just-” Ilya starts, intending to tease, the offer of a massage more about getting Hollander back in a more relaxed headspace than anything else, but then the wire-tight tension in the muscles under his fingers registers, and he frowns, pressing testingly before making a noise of disapproval. “Fuck, Hollander, you are secretly doing crime or what?”
“What?” Hollander asks, confused, starting to lift his head before Ilya pushes it back down absently, focused now on feeling out the knots Hollander seems to be completely made of. He’s felt tension in Hollander’s shoulders before, usually during coaxing little squeezes while coaching him through learning how to deep throat, but he’s always written it off as nerves from learning something new.
Now he wonders if Hollander is just nerves, period.
(the "ilya massages shane" fic inspired by hudson saying that playing shane made him sore because he was so tense all the time)
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your roots in my dreamland by hollidayparty
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-04-09
“You know, I could marry Svetlana,” Ilya said, apropos of nothing. Shane looked up from his phone, frowning. “To get an American passport,” Ilya went on, casual as anything, like they were talking about travel plans or a trade rumor. Not Shane’s worst nightmare. “It would be like a business agreement. She would do it.” “Okay,” Shane said slowly, already hearing the faint crack in his voice. “Sure. A business agreement. But…It’s not like you could just fake it. You’d have to live with her. She would get to come home to you.” “Yes, but it would be like roommates,” Ilya said. “We could still be this-” he gestured loosely between them, like that explained everything. “She wouldn’t mind.” “She’d be your wife, Ilya.” The word was like a lash, even to his own ears. --- What if the "I could marry Svetlana" scene and Ilya being LOST in the sauce sex scene had a baby? And that baby was angst + comfort + shower sex?
- Part 4 of hollanov one-shots & shorties
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no one's ever had me, not like you by hollidayparty
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-03
“Look, I know I’m boring. And lame and… weird. I just… can you not say it? Every time? Or at least not every ten seconds.” And suddenly Ilya saw the way Shane was trying to fold in on himself. Like he wanted to hide the parts of his life he had just let Ilya see. Now it looked like he regretted letting Ilya in. Or he expected him to laugh. Or leave. He crossed the room. “Shane.” Shane shook his head once. “I’m sorry. Forget it.” “No,” Ilya said gently, crouching in front of him. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. I was teasing. I didn’t realize.” He paused, then said more firmly, “you’re not boring.” Shane scoffed under his breath. “I mean it,” Ilya said, ducking his head to try to catch his eye. “You’re the most specific person I’ve ever met. It’s fascinating. I love the way your brain works. And the way this house feels like you.” ---------------- A fluffy/smutty one shot set some time between Tampa and Boston in 2017 where Shane invites Ilya to spend the weekend with him in Montreal.
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A loon calls from across the lake, a long, mournful, warbling sound, and Shane is consumed with laughter. “It sounds so… dramatic. Like it just read tragic Russian literature.” Rozanov snorts, which only makes Shane laugh harder. “He is not dramatic. He is expressing the existential plight of the waterbird! It is deep!” Shane wipes his eyes, gasping. “The plight… of the loon… oh my god.” He laughs until he’s breathless, sagging against Rozanov’s shoulder. Rozanov’s arm comes around him, warm and solid, his own chest shaking with silent laughter.
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Canon-compliant oneshots showing some sweet moments between Shane and Ilya. Ch1. The Playlist - Ilya is surprised at Shane's new musical knowledge (G) Ch2. The Tattoo - Shane is hiding something and Ilya doesn't like it. Until he does. (T) Ch3. The Kitten - What has black hair, intense eyes, and a snarky attitude? Ilya is about to find out. (T)
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