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    Sasha has seen plenty of pictures of Ilya’s husband of course, on Ilya and Sveta’s socials, and in the media. He is, unfairly, even more attractive in person, though he holds himself just as awkwardly as he does in photos.

    “Very pretty,” Sasha says. “You know it’s not usually my preference, but I’d fuck him.”

    “Careful, Sasha,” Ilya says.

    “You used to be happy to share,” Sasha tells him. “Are you worried he would be up for it? Green isn’t a good colour on you, Ilyusha.”

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    Or, five times Shane and Ilya show jealousy in front of others, and one time they keep it between themselves.

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    29 Jun 2026

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    Sasha has seen plenty of pictures of Ilya’s husband of course, on Ilya and Sveta’s socials, and in the media. He is, unfairly, even more attractive in person, though he holds himself just as awkwardly as he does in photos.

    “Very pretty,” Sasha says. “You know it’s not usually my preference, but I’d fuck him.”

    “Careful, Sasha,” Ilya says.

    “You used to be happy to share,” Sasha tells him. “Are you worried he would be up for it? Green isn’t a good colour on you, Ilyusha.”

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    Or, five times Shane and Ilya show jealousy in front of others, and one time they keep it between themselves.

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    “-moya rybka, I am sorry, sweet girl-” Ilya is saying, on his knees in the middle of their living room and patting the rug near him with what looks like devastation on his face as Anya continues to ignore him, curled up on Shane’s lap instead. Fresh off of several stacked events to fit them into a weekend–because Shane’s mom is nothing if not efficient when it comes to the deals she makes–Ilya got home only a few minutes ago, still in the outfit he’d left his Buzzfeed puppy interview in, which Anya had clearly not appreciated, sniffing him suspiciously after her initial excited greeting and then retreating to Shane immediately when he patted his thigh in welcome.

    Shane is trying not to be obviously enjoying Ilya’s turmoil as much as he is, shifting Anya to lay on her back like a baby in one arm and cooing at her.

    “I know, huh? Papa left and played with who knows how many other dogs, and the whole time you were here missing him. I bet he wasn’t even thinking about you, huh?”

    “Hollander!” Ilya says, sounding scandalized. “Do not tell her that! Is not true!”

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    15 May 2026

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    “-moya rybka, I am sorry, sweet girl-” Ilya is saying, on his knees in the middle of their living room and patting the rug near him with what looks like devastation on his face as Anya continues to ignore him, curled up on Shane’s lap instead. Fresh off of several stacked events to fit them into a weekend–because Shane’s mom is nothing if not efficient when it comes to the deals she makes–Ilya got home only a few minutes ago, still in the outfit he’d left his Buzzfeed puppy interview in, which Anya had clearly not appreciated, sniffing him suspiciously after her initial excited greeting and then retreating to Shane immediately when he patted his thigh in welcome.

    Shane is trying not to be obviously enjoying Ilya’s turmoil as much as he is, shifting Anya to lay on her back like a baby in one arm and cooing at her.

    “I know, huh? Papa left and played with who knows how many other dogs, and the whole time you were here missing him. I bet he wasn’t even thinking about you, huh?”

    “Hollander!” Ilya says, sounding scandalized. “Do not tell her that! Is not true!”

    (collection of standalone fics/ficlets prompted by my own tumblr posts) (will update as inspiration strikes)

    Ilya makes a dismissive noise as he keeps wriggling himself higher, until the top of his head meets resistance at the shoulder of the hoodie.

    “We are married now,” Ilya says, settling down and worming his arms under Shane’s back with the dual purpose of hugging him and also making it harder to remove him from his newfound place inside the hoodie with him. “There is no more personal. Everything is ours. This was a promise when we signed those many papers, yes?”

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    “I’m right here. And you are okay, and you are safe, and healthy, and you are at home, yes? It is quiet, and nobody is there, nobody is bothering you. And the world is full of stupid idiots, but you are not one of them. And I am here. When you need me, I am here.”

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    or: The whole world thinks Shane is gay because of some stupid internet rumors, and he doesn't even have to confirm it. He's losing control of his entire life and he needs somewhere to put what little he does have.

    Ilya has open hands.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    “I’m right here. And you are okay, and you are safe, and healthy, and you are at home, yes? It is quiet, and nobody is there, nobody is bothering you. And the world is full of stupid idiots, but you are not one of them. And I am here. When you need me, I am here.”

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    or: The whole world thinks Shane is gay because of some stupid internet rumors, and he doesn't even have to confirm it. He's losing control of his entire life and he needs somewhere to put what little he does have.

    Ilya has open hands.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    It's Shane Hollander's first season in Ottawa, and the whole Centaurs roster is playing better than they ever have. So why won't the press focus on that? Why do he and Ilya keep having to answer questions about their marriage, and not get to talk about the incredible start to the season that their team is having? Maybe if they do one podcast, with hosts who are normal people, they can just tell their whole story and focus on bringing the Stanley Cup to Ottawa.

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    or, Shane and Ilya do a sports podcast run by lesbians for members of the LGBTQ+ community, and the internet reacts.
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    Ilya watches his fingers fiddle with it. “Hear what? Hear us sleep?” he scratches behind his own ear, helpfully. “I snore so loud?”

    “No, Ilya, they can hear us not sleep,” Shane leans forward, searching Ilya’s face. Almost. “What we do before we sleep.”

    And Shane knows he gets it, because his whole face lights up, and Shane isn’t really in the position to appreciate it fully because the context is just not allowing him to. And it makes him feel worse. “Ah, that!” Ilya is laughing, and he presses down on Shane’s neck more solidly, shaking him around a little, almost proud if Shane had to guess.

    or, Shane's roommates can hear him and Ilya when they have sex, and it becomes a problem

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    08 Jun 2026

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    Ilya watches his fingers fiddle with it. “Hear what? Hear us sleep?” he scratches behind his own ear, helpfully. “I snore so loud?”

    “No, Ilya, they can hear us not sleep,” Shane leans forward, searching Ilya’s face. Almost. “What we do before we sleep.”

    And Shane knows he gets it, because his whole face lights up, and Shane isn’t really in the position to appreciate it fully because the context is just not allowing him to. And it makes him feel worse. “Ah, that!” Ilya is laughing, and he presses down on Shane’s neck more solidly, shaking him around a little, almost proud if Shane had to guess.

    or, Shane's roommates can hear him and Ilya when they have sex, and it becomes a problem