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  1. “Okay, if you’re going to be cagey, I’ll just lay out some facts.” Jessie clears her throat and Shane is absolutely fucked. He should know better than to try to hide something from a future lawyer. “Fact number one—” “Oh for fuck’s sake.” “Quiet, you,” she says, sounding exactly like Mom. “Fact number one: You’re acting really weird right now. Fact number two: You got super cagey and strange after your photo shoot this summer. What do both of those events have in common? One Ilya Rozanov. Fact number three: You have been low-to-high-key obsessed with Ilya Rozanov for two years now, and even though we’ve never talked about it again, you said you thought about a man during sex last year. When I put all these facts together, I think the answer is pretty obvious.” Shane doesn’t know whether to laugh or cry. But he needs her to say it. He cannot bring himself to admit what is happening out loud. He just presses his fingers harder against his eyes. “You’re still not going to tell me? Ugh, Shane! Did you fuck Ilya Rozanov?” Or: The events of Heated Rivalry if Shane had a nosy, supportive, bisexual twin sister.

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  2. "Don't stop us now, the moment of truth We were born to make history" During another hockey lesson with his parents, little Misha meets an unexpected guest. The second part of "Little Ice Flower"

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  3. Rose almost couldn’t believe her eyes. She’d never heard Shane mention someone named Lily before. This was so unexpected, she’d honestly just been waiting for their first time together to judge if he was actually into women or not, she’d even prepared her whole ‘I don’t mind my boyfriend being gay’ speech but she’d never had a partner cheat on her before. Well she wasn’t sure if he was actually cheating yet. It took her everything to wait until morning. But when Shane finally awoke she asked that damn question. "Who is Lily?" (OR: Rose finds an asleep Shane looking at a text thread with Lily. Only she'd never heard of a Lily before and feared the worst. Luckily for her, Shane explained everything. Or well, almost everything.)

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  4. until the end of time by

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    2025-12-20

    Shane placed a hand over Ilya’s cheek, lightly pushing his face away. “I need to, um—I need to ask you something. Well, not need, but I wanted to ask you something.” Though Ilya’s eyes avoided his, his gaze set on Shane’s wallpaper in the back, he nodded. “Go ahead.” “Would you…” He started, letting his voice trail off as he searched for the words. He wished Ilya would just look at him, but it wasn’t as if he was doing any better in the eye contact aspect. “Would you want to… come to the cottage? With me?” aka cottage scene if shane was never injured

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  5. First Name Basis by

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    A fix-it fic for the Tuna Melt scene, except Shane has an anxiety attack about everything before Ilya can make it better.

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  6. HockeyLover12: 1 day ago
    Hilarious how this Shane Hollander fan account just randomly decided to confess his gay love right after Scott Hunter did it

    Shane_Hollander24: 1 day ago
    Right yeah fan account! Yep that’s right !Haha

    Shane_Hollander24: 1 day ago
    Out of curiosity how do i delete a post.

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  7. Shane went down hard, bleeding on the ice, and Ilya was hiding in a stairwell to avoid Shane's teammates when he caught up on the WAG chat and saw the missed call from Jackie.

    Inspired by the last bit of "please leave a message" by Ravenesta

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  8. He’s already an inch from Shane’s face, closer than any two rivals should ever be. And then finally, finally, he gets his kiss. He’s long and lazy with it too. There’s no rush. Let them film it. Let them air it for anyone to see. They’re Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander, the best fucking players in the league. - AU where instead of Scott winning it’s Ilya, and so instead of kissing Kip on the ice he kisses Shane. (+ a little bit of the media’s reaction to that)

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  9. January, 2016 Ilya orders two burgers and fries for them to share. There is a can of ginger ale, which Shane takes gladly, and, there is also coleslaw salad, which Ilya insisted he got for himself, but Shane caves in and takes a forkful of it too, and, there is an ice cream sandwich, and, Shane doesn’t even like sweet things, but he bites into it as well under Ilya’s amused gaze. “What?” Shane mumbles, his mouth full. Ilya shakes his head. He looks so peaceful and truly calm, which is why Shane doesn’t expect him to open his mouth and say: “You truly are going in heat” so casually. Or, how Shane and Ilya make a baby (prequel to ‘Ice Baby’). January, 2016 Shane is boiling. And not because of the weather, but that one is pretty close. The heat is unbelievable. The weather in Los Angeles is normally pretty mild in January, but this year it turned out to be unnaturally hot, and because they were so far out in the desert, the temperatures felt almost ten times worse. It does not help that Shane feels feverish. He woke up sweaty and flushed this morning, despite the cool nighttime air he let through the open balcony doors (he doesn’t turn on the AC because he thinks it is not good for him), but now, his skin feels rigid and dry, and, no matter how much water he keeps drinking, he cannot quench down the thirst rising in his body. He spent the first half of the day wandering around in a strange haze, but, he feels calmer now, away from the nauseating scents and the constant presence of the other people surrounding him. He cannot however hide away from the sun. Even, in the shade of the umbrella and palm trees, it feels over a hundred degrees. It is past lunchtime, and most of the players of this year’s All-Star Game are back at their rooms or spending time with their families in the hotel, while Shane is one of the few, who stayed out, an unread book lying open on his chest, cover up, as he considers his options. He technically still has time to go back to his room and take a nap before this evening’s charity dinner. He is not particularly tired, but it would be wise to gather his strength after a restless night. He can also stay out and read, taking advantage of the pool, while it’s empty. Shane has a small hot tub back at his villa, but the pool is deeper and wider and Shane would love to use it to his advantage. It is so rare to carve out small moments for himself, that Shane wants to enjoy them to the fullest while he can. The mid-afternoon sun is cruel. January heat is unforgiving, and Shane sort of hopes that the promised rain, which is supposed to break out later in the day, will ease the heaviness in the air. He sinks into the sun-bed, his sunglasses perched low on his nose, then picks up the paperback and tries to focus on the words in front of him. The pool, with its smooth, crystal-like waters is calling to him. Shane sighs, giving up on reading after ten minutes, and steps towards the swimming pool. Tension lifts off his chest when he lets his feet soak in the cool water. Shane is alone, so he takes his time, entering the pool, his body relaxing under the clear surface. Swimming never failed to calm his racing mind and now it also manages to soothe the unsettling anxiety underneath his skin. Shane dives in, headfirst, and he is not thinking about anything other than the water smothering his body like a blanket. His head is completely blank which is perhaps why the arms tightening around his waist make him gasp out in surprise, and rise in panic above the surface, gulping for air. “What the fuck-!” “Found you,” a gleeful voice chirps beside his ear. Shane wants to trash out, but his movements are slow and all he manages is the fiery scowl over his shoulder, and turn round to stare at the familiar face. “We are in public!” “No one is here,” the man shrugs, but he does let go of Shane’s waist and swims to the opposite side of the pool, not even trying to look guilty after noticing the frown twisting Shane’s face. “Had to make sure you were not planning on drowning yourself.” “I know how to swim, Rozanov,” Shane huffs, “and it is now that deep in here.” The Russian gives him a playful look across the pool. Shane’s skin tingles where Ilya’s hands touched him just a moment ago, and he pushes away a longing thought, that he wants to feel the alpha’s arms wrap around him again. Rozanov takes long leisurely strokes across the pool, and Shane tries not to stare at the bulge of his muscles or at the tanned skin, glistening under the Californian sun. Los Angeles has been good to Ilya. It makes his hair curlier, and his face flushed and warm from all the tanning, and he smiles more, his teeth sharp and white against his darkened skin. Shane likes the look of eternal summer on him, and it is not good for either his heart, nor his poorly concealed desire. “I thought you wanted to swim,” Rozanov’s annoyed voice shakes Shane out of his lingering. “Come on, Hollander. Entertain me.” Shane looks around. He is worried. A part of him knows that Ilya is right, they are alone, but the idea that someone could come in, and see the two of them together, nudges him uncomfortably.

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  10. Shane gets drunk, way too drunk, and as they say, drunk words are sober thoughts. Shane has always been more open and unfiltered when drunk, which is why he doesn't drink often, but he needed it… until he's alone with Ilya in his bed in the morning and everything comes back in flashes of pure vulnerability.

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  11. “No, Ilya, stay.” The last word came out as a whine. “Why is he calling you Ilya?” Pike asked. "Why is he asking you to stay?” Hollander’s mom followed. Ilya shrugged. “How would I know?” Hollander lifted his arm out, as if reaching for Ilya. “Because I want him to stay.” It was said in a tone that seemed to say, 'obviously'. “Shane,” Hollander’s dad started. “Um- what’s going on? I thought we hated Rozanov.” He seemed to realise what he’d said and glanced at Ilya. “Sorry.” “Is fine.” "No, I don't hate him. I love him." Cliff's jaw was firmly hanging open, and he didn't think it was going to move anytime today. He felt as if he'd been punched in the stomach, all the air ripped away from his lungs. "Am I dreaming?" Cliff muttered to himself. Pike let out a strained laugh. "I think someone spiked my coffee this morning." (cliff, ilya, hayden & shane's parents visit shane in hospital after the incident. a very drugged up shane cannot hide his feelings for ilya)

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  12. Sarah
    Does anyone have the number for Shane's girl from Boston? I feel bad that they've been seeing each other for this long and we've never added her here.

    Jackie
    Oh good point! Let me ask Hayden.

    Jackie has added Lily to the conversation

    Lily
    what
    what is this

    Or: Ilya Rozanov is, apparently, one of the girls.

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  13. Shane and Ilya are hooking up post game when Shane's blood sugar drops. Ilya steps up despite only just now finding out Shane has Type 1 Diabetes

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  14. After Shane left in a hurry, Ilya had been stuck in a mood. Seeing him with Rose had done nothing to help. He gathers up all his courage and decides that the least they owe to each other is a real conversation. “Can we talk?” Ilya pries the door open enough to make Shane look at him, to see the somberness in his eyes. It’s hard to let his guard down; they’re load-bearing walls, but he’s prying the door to himself open as much as the door into Shane’s building. There’s no skirting around this anymore. Shane sneers and shakes his head. “Says the guy who ghosts me for months at a time.” It isn’t a hard no and he isn’t trying to push Ilya back out the door, so Ilya steps fully inside, letting the door close behind him and the click of the latch echoes through the stairwell. “I know. I’m sorry.”

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  15. Ilya has claimed so many of Shane’s firsts - his first kiss with a man, his first time doing any act with a man. Turning down Shane’s first heat is unimaginable. He doesn’t want to wait for an imaginary future. They have two weeks alone. He has to have this, even if it’s a terrible idea. It has to be him.

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  16. Shane groans as he tries to sit up, memories of the previous night coming back to him like a tidal wave. He went out to a club. Ilya was there. He broke up with Rose. He told her he’s gay. He got really fucking drunk and he called - “Good morning.” Ilya says from right next to him. or, Shane breaks up with Rose shortly after the club scene and then he drunkenly calls Ilya.

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  17. Two certainties defined Shane Hollander's life: he was falling in love with Ilya Rozanov, and he was keeping a career-ending secret. When Ilya discovers Shane's suppressants on the heels of seeing Shane injured during a game, fear makes them say things they both regret. Nine months later at the All-Star Game, accidentally running into Ilya in the hotel elevator triggers a breakthrough heat—forcing the two idiots to finally talk (and fuck). -- Contains spoilers for those who have only watched the show, and for The Long Game. A/B/O AU that diverges from canon right after Shane is injured in Chapter 21 (and episode 5) of Heated Rivalry. Happy ending!

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  18. Shane stares at it, uncomprehending. It’s impossible. He’s not in love.

    And yet, right there on his bathroom floor, announcing his doom like it’s not delicately beautiful, is a small light pink petal, rounded at the bottom with a sharp tip.

    Or: After Shane runs out of Ilya’s house post tuna melt, he develops Hanahaki.

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  19. The first snowfall in Boston that year brings several things: a heavy layer of dirty snow coating all the roads of the city; a freezing, threatening cold to the air both inside and out; all incoming flights to Logan getting grounded before they could even think about taking off; and the breaking rumors that Ilya Rozanov is fucking men in his spare time.

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  20. "Roz?" Everything was too loud around them. From the outside, these moments, a player getting hurt, had always been disgustingly silent, but Cliff's ears couldn't stop ringing. He shoved a foot forward, the muscles on the side of his thigh smarting as he tried to skate closer, but the referees were already there. Hands on his shoulders pulled him back, pulled him close. "I didn't mean to." A whimper. The arms around him tightened, pulling him further back, off the ice. "I didn't mean to. Didn't mean to. Didn't -" Or What if Cliff Marlow had hit Ilya in a game against the Ottawa Centaurs and had to deal with the confusion that was his crazy former captain and best friend high on pain meds. At least those meds were hopefully the reason for his craziness. Why else would Rozanov be calling Shane Hollander his sweetheart?

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