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  1. Public Bookmark 92

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    There really was no way he would have been able to break up with Shane tonight. He is a weak, weak man. He is a weak man who needs to get the fuck out of here before he goes back on Twitter and causes problems, or before he does something else insane like sniffing through Shane’s underwear drawer or running a reverent hand across his yoga mat. All around him is Shane Shane Shane and Shane is not here. Shane is at Montreal General Hospital in unknown condition, possibly alone.

    Ilya is putting his shoes on before he fully realizes that he’s decided to go to the hospital.

     

    Shane Hollander is carted off the ice after getting hit by Cliff Marlow. An exhausted and still-grieving Ilya Rozanov spirals, makes some stupid choices, and accidentally finds himself hanging out with his situationship’s parents.

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    13 Jul 2026

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    12 Jul 2026

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    Ilya frowned slightly. He felt oddly wrong-footed and no closer to understanding the in-joke everyone else at the table seemed to be sharing. It brought back latent feelings of inadequacy, from years of wading through a language that still didn’t feel like his own.

    “So what then?”

    “What do you mean?” Dykstra looked even more confused than Ilya by now, both Wyatt and Bood seemingly content to sit back and watch this exchange happen, Hazy looking slightly wry and Boodram openly grinning.

    “Like, what makes it special?” Ilya clarified.

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    Ilya learns about the concept of a birthday blowjob and, consequently, how tragically under-blown his teammates are.

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    11 Jul 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 34

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    “S’not the cleanser,” Shane says.

    Ilya frowns, confused. “No? What else could it be? Nothing else has touched your face tonight except–”

    Shane opens his eyes again just in time for the penny to drop, for his own horror to be reflected back at him on Ilya’s handsome face.

    “No, it can’t be.”

    “It is.”

    “No.”

    “It has to be, Ilya,” Shane says miserably, wishing there was some hole in his own logic but knowing there isn’t. “It started burning as soon as you, um, finished. And then when I ran in here to wipe it off, the welts were in the same pattern as where you’d, y’know…” Shane trails off, cheeks now heating from embarrassment on top of everything else.

    “As where my cumshot had landed on your face,” Ilya finishes dryly, though his smile quickly fades. “Fuck, Shane.”

    “I know.”

    “I really got you good," he murmurs, his thumb tracing along the worst welt that bisects Shane’s cheek, his touch featherlight. “It would almost be beautiful if you weren’t in pain, no?”

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    10 Jul 2026

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    "Why," The officer repeats, leaning forward, "Were you at his apartment? You have to admit, it's pretty strange to—"

    "We're together." Shane interrupts, tone flat. It doesn't make his stomach churn to say it out loud. It doesn't make him want to shrink into the uncomfortable plastic chair he's sitting in. "We had a three-day stretch with no games, so I was staying with him."

    The officer bristles. He has a nametag, but Shane has no interest in reading it. He seems, overall, unconvinced. Shane supposes if he was a cop who was clearly awful at his job and stuck on the night shift, he'd probably be just as miserable.

    "Okay," He sighs, "Let's start again. Tell us what happened, from the beginning."

    [ or: or…hollanov get outed because of a home invasion, and the shooting isn’t even the worst part of ilya’s year! ]

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    10 Jul 2026

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    Canada had given him his life as he knew it, but it had never felt one hundred percent comfortable, either. He missed Russia sometimes, but it didn’t have the thing that mattered most. Ilya had exactly one home, and it was this: his face pressed into a smooth chest, his head tucked under a strong jaw, with freckled arms wrapped around him and delicate fingers combing through his hair. Anywhere else was a temporary excursion.

    A treatise on second (and third) languages, homesickness, acceptance, Shane's struggle learning Russian, and the things people do when they care.

     


     

    A rewrite of Plentiful, but Ultimately Finite.

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    07 Jul 2026

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    Hollander stepped closer to the windowsill. Between a pair of empty designer vases sat a cheap ceramic lucky cat, white, with one paw raised. Hollander brushed his thumb over a small chip in the glaze. Somehow, looking was never enough for him. Whenever he liked something – the picture in the living room, the leaf, now this cat – he reached out and touched. Ilya remembered how, the night of their first hook-up, Hollander had touched him first too: fingers curling around Ilya’s arm, as though physical contact were the only way to make sure he was real.

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    House fic! Ilya longs for a home house. (Un)fortunately, his hockey nemesis is a hopeless real estate and architecture nerd.

    A reimagining of the drought years (2011-13 - less of a drought in this version...) with heaps of yearning, some angst, Ilya driving fast cars, Shane drawing floor plans, the Hollanders, and cats. They take turns rescuing each other until they find their way home.

    Now complete!

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    06 Jul 2026

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    He doesn’t try it on. Not yet, anyways. Ilya opens the drawer and stares at the dress once a day–sometimes twice, sometimes three times–petting along the soft fabric and wondering how it would slip down his body. Would it contour to his chest, all fat and muscle? Would it fall just mid-thigh, or would the length of his torso force the hem upwards? Would he put it on and look in the mirror and recognize himself? Would he take it off the same man? Would he–

    Femininity, Ilya learns, does not have to come at the expense of his dominance.

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    06 Jul 2026

  9. Public Bookmark 22

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    06 Jul 2026

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    “Ilya,” Hollander breathes, which—Ilya isn’t sure Hollander has ever called him by his first name. Surely he has sometime in seven years of acquaintance? But the sound of it is novel, unfamiliar. 

    And far from unpleasant. 

    Then Hollander says, “Baby,” and Ilya knows for certain that he’s never called Ilya that, because it takes the air right out of Ilya’s lungs and makes his guts twist and fuck, he would have remembered if Hollander had ever called him that. Especially in that reverent tone. 

    It’s nice. 

    Ilya doesn't remember being married to Shane Hollander. Probably, he should tell someone.

    He decides not to.

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    05 Jul 2026

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    Shane doesn't love making decisions. Ilya does. Isn't that convenient?

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    05 Jul 2026

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    His mom fills him in, standing with hunched shoulders in a cramped, too-bright hallway at The Ottawa Hospital. An illegal check into the boards; they were worried about a head injury, because Ilya wasn’t moving and he’s usually so, so hard to take down like that. But then his heart stopped, and they had to CPR right there on the ice to bring it back. To bring him back.

    Shane buckles, crouching against the wall with his head in his hands. His mom’s voice is fuzzy above him, her hair tickling his shoulder when she leans down to comfort him. Ilya’s heart fucking stopped. On the ice, in the middle of a game, he died.

    Or: Ilya goes into a coma after an accident on the ice. Shane figures out how to build him a life worth waking up for.

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    05 Jul 2026

  13. Public Bookmark 63

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    Inspired by "The Antidote to Loneliness" by kmart1885. A fanfic of a fanfic, because that's how incredible this fandom is.
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    Vera's family owns a Russian cafe in Montreal. In his search for ways to support his boyfriend, Ilya finds some love and support of his own.

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    03 Jul 2026

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    Finally, something dawns on him, a way to handle two goals simultaneously. He’d seen Hollander’s mother flipping through papers rapidly when they first got here, seeming calm and in control and more than a little frightening in a way that made Ilya mildly glad he wasn’t one of the people responsible for a clipboard. If anyone can tell him if the long list of “Prohibited Items” he’d been sent in his email a few days ago is just standard practice for big shoots, it would be Yuna Hollander.

    Or, hopefully, her son.

    “Crazy we cannot even have peanut butter, eh?” He asks. “You also got giant list?”

    Hollander stiffens, almost imperceptibly, and Ilya tilts his head, just slightly, confused, wondering if he’s stumbled somewhere unexpected.

    (how ilya learns about shane's allergies) (and shane's sexual awakening tragically hits a speedbump in the process 😔)

    (chapters can standalone but will be updated as inspiration strikes)

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    01 Jul 2026

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    “Uh,” he says, looking up from his screen and feeling his ears go hot, realizing for the first time that this habit of his hasn’t actually come up before until this exact moment.

    “What?” Rozanov asks, sounding more amused than anything else. “You are one of the people who does Instagram for food now?”

    “No,” Shane says, stalling between answering and finishing his Snap so he can send it to Melissa, “one sec.” He finishes typing out 'Tuna melt. Chips. Pickles. It smells really good. Swiss cheese, I think.' before he looks back to Rozanov, putting his phone facedown on the coffee table. “Just sending it to someone on the staff. She likes knowing what I’m eating.”

    He doesn’t know if Melissa likes knowing what he’s eating, per se, but she also seems pleased when he talks about enjoying food for things beyond how many grams of protein it has in it.

    “Ah,” Rozanov says, in a tone Shane can’t quite read. “You always send her your food then, this girl?”

    (shane has a habit of sending his team's dietician his meals for approval) (the problem with this habit? he forgets to tell ilya exactly what it is that melissa does) (how the tuna meltdown is AVERTED through the power of miscommunication)

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    30 Jun 2026

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    30 Jun 2026

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    After leaving behind his last job, Ilya threw himself into a new profession: making and selling all things one can pickle. His week revolved around the Sunday farmer's market. Everything seemed simple and predictable until a new vendor arrived late in the season.

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    26 Jun 2026

  18. Public Bookmark 43

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    Ilya laughs, swats at him. “Yuna!” He calls, “Your son is trying to make me fat!”

    Retirement and domesticity bring out new kinds of hunger.

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    25 Jun 2026

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    “I am sorry,” he says. “I am not trying to fight. I just don’t like the idea of you not being okay and me not knowing, even when I am in the same place as you.”

    That Shane can understand. He wouldn’t like it if their positions were reversed, after all, if he thought Ilya was potentially in danger and he was in the next room over drinking champagne and making smalltalk. He sees Ilya go somewhere in his head sometimes, sees him retreat inwards, sees him check out even if his body is still there, going so deep inside that he doesn’t even catch Shane’s eye for a bit even when something funny happens, too far away for Shane to reach him.

    But it’s also not like he can just go up and grab Ilya by the arm and pull him away from the party, not without inviting speculation and a whisper storm. He doesn’t have that right, doesn’t have that privilege, to potentially need Ilya or be needed by Ilya and be able to just pull him away.

    It’s moments like these that Shane feels the weight of their secret like a physical thing.

    (5 times shane and ilya couldn't be openly together and 1 time they could)

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    25 Jun 2026

  20. Public Bookmark 57

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    His mother taught Ilya how to fly. It takes longer for him to learn how to fall.

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    25 Jun 2026

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