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  1. layers of honey by

    Heated Rivalry (TV)
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    2025-12-14

    Once, belied by the notion of a city teeming with other Russians, he spent the day going from bakery to bakery in New York City, trying to find a cake that would even come close. It was the dead of winter, and he blamed any teariness on the way the wind whipped at his face. He ignored texts from everyone but Shane. -- Медовик (medovik) is a Russian cake made with layers of cake, cream, and honey.

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  2. Ilya's been on the road and dealing with the end of his hockey season. So, when he finally makes it back to Shane, his boyfriend is very visibly pregnant. Shane arranges for Ilya to attend a sonogram for their child where they find out the gender, a little girl.

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  3. When Ilya signs with the Ottawa Centaurs, everyone wants to know why he moved. Turns out, he married a Canadian. Her name is Jane. Or so the team believes - because Ilya never bothers to correct them. It was the start of a new season, so Coach got up with a clipboard and announced the new members of the team. “We aren't getting any drafted rookies. This year. We've got some veterans coming in. Our new players this year who will be joining the Centaurs are Wyatt Hayes and Ilya Rozanov.” The meeting room went silent. Did the Centaurs hear that right? “...Wyatt Hayes is a goalkeeper,” said the captain, Zane Boodram, slowly, while the other players unfroze and looked around at each other. “But did we hear the second one correctly?” “Yes,” said Coach. “Ilya Rozanov.” “Why is Ilya Rozanov joining the Centaurs?” Asked Evan Dykstra. Coach shrugged. “Don’t know.” “Can you afford Rozanov?” “We can. We're not capped out yet," said Coach, putting his clipboard down, “Rozanov requested to be put here. For some reason, I have no idea why. At this point in time, it would be good to have him on our team. Perhaps he might be able to change that losing streak of ours.” At this point, there was a knock on the door, and Wyatt came in, looking a bit nervous, whereas Rozanov strode in confidently behind him. Was there something wrong with Rozanov's visa? Did he commit a crime in the United States and was on the run? Did he get thrown out of Boston? The other players knew how he played on the rink. He was one of the biggest ice hockey Pests of all time according to a recent poll on ESPN. Wyatt Hayes on the other hand had come from Toronto Guardians, and had no controversies. Did the Centaurs really want someone with a history like Rozanov on their team? The team didn’t even greet them. They just stared at Rozanov, not even noticing Wyatt Hayes who was starting to look a bit confused. “Stop making them uncomfortable. You men are usually the chattiest, freakiest lot I've ever coached. Get over the fact we've got Rozanov now. Now, you take your new team members to Monk's,” said Coach. “That's an order.” *** Monk's was a tavern not far from the practice rink. The team migrated to the dark sports bar that smelled faintly of cigarette smoke. Neon signs flickered in the corners, and the walls were covered with framed jerseys, autographed pucks, and faded posters of long-forgotten championships. A large screen over the bar showed an American football game. Rozanov felt quite cheerful to be with a different team, even though the rest of the team seemed uneasy with him. Wyatt Hayes stuck close, and he poked at a plate of chicken wings, while Rozanov appeared completely relaxed, like he owned the place. The bar was also used as their training cafeteria, so it had dished out the usual orders - fries, buffalo wings, pickles - and also pregame/training meals that were crimes against humanity. “So… why exactly did you move here, Rozanov?” one of the forwards asked, trying to sound casual but failing. Rozanov shrugged. “Needed to be closer,” he said, voice calm, almost bored. He took a chicken wing from Wyatt's plate, getting buffalo sauce all over his fingers. “Closer to what? We have no secrets.” Said Mile LePointe, leaning in closer. “Ignore LePointe. He's a slut for gossip. Closer in Canada, Rozanov? To what? Closer to… a lady friend?” Another player suggested. “Hmm,” said Rozanov, not giving anything away, licking his fingers. "Good wings." Oh yes. The team recognised that tone of question - avoidant. When a close team like the Centaurs knew each others gossip, because, as Coach stated, they were freaks. “W ife? Partner? Spouse?” LaPointe said, slowly. “Are you married?” Rozanov didn't say anything. “Oh he definitely is,” said Harris, the Centaurs social media manager, who was sitting on the other side of Wyatt. “That silence is usually a bit fat fucking yes.” Rozanov took a sip of his drink. He sighed, then slowly took out his necklace, a crucifix. There was a ring threaded through the chain. “You’re not to tell,” he immediately said to the team. “Don’t you dare.” Harris put his hands up. “We’re not blabbers!” “You look like one.” "Technically, that's my job-" "No telling! I mean it!" “Hey,” Boodram snapped at Rozanov, “You may be a Pest, but don’t take it out on Harris. He’s new, too.” “Oh.” Then, almost to himself, Rozanov looked at his fries and muttered under his breath something like, “Jane.” The room went silent, except for the football on the television. “Wait… Jane?” "Who's Jane, Rozanov?"

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  4. Ilya has never hesitated on the ice. Until the one time he does. A moment of hesitation during a heated game changes everything, leaving Shane unconscious and Ilya reckoning with the truth he never meant to face.

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  5. Ilya has the flu and is in denial that he could ever be sick. Cue Shane cooking him the soup Irina would prepare for Ilya when he was ill as a child.

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  6. It was two rings and then his thick accent and smooth voice washed over Shane like a slow molasses. “Hollander,” Rozanov sighed. “It is late. I thought you had date, no?” “I fucked up,” Shane whispered biting back a sob. Shane drops after he sleeps with someone that's not Ilya, so naturally he calls Ilya to take care of him.

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  7. This is perfection. The beauty of life, the warm feeling in his chest as he gazes at his family, all wrapped up in his safe, loving embrace. He would give anything to live this life over and over again.

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  8. Shane and Ilya are on their honeymoon. For Shane, every moment is a new discovery of the joys of loving Ilya Rozanov in the light of day.

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  9. “Oh my god, Ilya.” Shane just about crashes into him, grabbing him by the shoulders and frantically looking him over. His nose is red from the cold, which Ilya finds really adorable. “Your lips are blue.”

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  10. MLH Star Shane Hollander Seen Entering Rose Landry’s Upper West Side Mansion: Are They On Again? Immediately, his stomach sank. He stared at the photo attached to the article; Rose embracing him, kissing his cheek, a wide smile on her face. It sure looked like they were back together. “They’re talking about us again,” Shane said, looking at his phone anxiously, “I didn’t mean to cause a big stir-” “Shane, they freak out when I walk down the street to the bodega,” Rose said, idly turning a page in her magazine, “It’s not that serious.”

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  11. "'I’m not going to shave your head. Unless you keep moving. But you need a trim, your hair is turning into a mullet.” Shane runs his fingers through the silky strands again, inhaling the citrus scent of Ilya’s shampoo. For a moment, he’s tempted to bury his face in Ilya’s curls rather than cut them. 'What is mullet?' 'It’s uh - you know, business in the front, party in the back. Short in the front, long in the back.' 'This sounds terrible. Why would anybody want this?' 'They don’t. That’s why I’m saving you from it. So, stop squirming.' Shane gently tilts Ilya’s head back to center, his fingers lingering against Ilya’s jaw."

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  12. shane gets sick before a game against boston... looks like he wont be seeing ilya later (unless???) ft. ilya bringing shane russian food ---- He hadn’t told Rozanov, why would he? They’d exchanged their usual quips in the days leading up to the game, riffing about who would win, how many goals they’d score. But underlying it all was the knowledge that they’d end the night in each other’s arms. Shane refused to admit it, but that might have been part of the reason he was so determined not to get sick. If it was any other game, any other team… It had been four months since he’d seen Rozanov. Four months of convincing himself he would finally end it, while simultaneously counting down the days until they would see each other again-- until this game. A game Shane would not be attending.

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  13. The morning after Shane's heat breaks, he wakes up in an empty bed with a deep, throbbing mark on his neck and a text on his phone from Ilya that says, I am sorry. We should break the bond. Or, a bite in Vegas ruins everything, for a while.

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  14. Mostly when Ilya thought of Rose he remembered those months of agony, of not being allowed to have him, of thinking that Shane didn’t want him, that Shane was better off if Ilya amputated the messy feelings and tried to forget. There had been a lot of vodka, those months. Shane wants Ilya and Rose to get to know each other. Ilya has concerns.

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  15. Accidents happened. Shane knew this. It was just hard to come to terms with the fact he couldn't speak. Or, What if Shane's injury in Heated Rivalry was more serious?

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  16. Shane experiences a shutdown after a tough game. Ilya is there to pick up the pieces. Set sort of between Heated Rivalry and The Long Game (?) Title from 'Forever' by Noah Kahan

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  17. Ilya’s hands stay planted firmly at the curve of Shane’s hips, thumbs pressing into the edges where the stretch marks rise like faint ridges under his skin. “So pretty, Hollander. Stretch marks, yes?” “Yeah, had them… for as long as I can remember,” Shane gasps as Ilya’s grip tightens, thumbs circling the stretch marks as he fucks into Shane over and over again. OR: Shane rides Ilya, and Ilya is obsessed with Shane’s stretch marks.

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  18. Ilya only ever shows up for one person. That person is Shane Hollander.

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  19. When Shane slips into the hotel room in Boston, there's a familiar jersey spread over the bed —Raiders, number 81, Rozanov in stark white lettering jeering up at him. "Not a chance," Shane says immediately. Or, Ilya fucks Shane while Shane wears his jersey.

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  20. There was nothing simple about Hollander in Ilya’s clothes.

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