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    Yuna getting stuck in an elevator with Ilya for two hours doesn't change everything... but it changes some things. Like Yuna getting to be on a first-name basis with Ilya a full year before her son is.

    (Part 2 (the smutty part) is not actually essential reading if you are not in the mood for smut!)

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    It was supposed to be a rivalry campaign.

    But somehow it spirals into #hollanov becoming the most talked about thing in the world of hockey. Now the NHL must choose: profits or homophobia?

    Vance smiled. It was a cold smile. “The money is green. And right now, the gays, the girls, and the… whatever the hell 'furries' are… possess a lot of green. And they want to give it to us.” He turned back to Crowell. “If we deny this,” Vance said, “we alienate a massive new customer base. We look like out of touch dinosaurs. The stock drops. The revenue dries up. We go back to fighting with the NBA for scraps of the market share."

    A fic where homophobia and corporate greed duke it out, and to no one's surprise, its another victory for capitalism.

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    03 Mar 2026

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    When the unsentimental financial imperative of the NHL sees Shane traded to the Boston Raiders, he and Ilya are thrown into closer extended proximity than ever before. As they adjust to life as teammates, they are forced to contend with the nature of their relationship -and must answer for themselves: is it even a relationship at all?
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    Sliding down the wall, Shane hunched over his untied sneakers, shoved on hastily when Coach had called him in for a meeting after morning skate.

    “Boston wanted you specifically. I’ve already spoken to their GM. You’re flying this evening or tomorrow morning: I’ll confirm once the paperwork clears.”

    “Mom,” Shane managed.

    “Oh sweetie. I know, okay. Those fuckers, how dare they do this! Two fucking cups! Now all of a sudden they decide they want a reset and you’re going to fund it.”

    Shane put his head between his knees and tried to breathe. God, Boston. They hated him there; it was so far away; he was fucking their captain.

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    03 Mar 2026

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    Harris hadn’t meant to say anything. He hadn’t even realized what he’d said, honestly, until Ilya’s reaction: choking on his beer, eyes bugging out, looking more nervous than Harris had ever seen him look.

    Why couldn’t he have just kept his mouth shut? He was tipsy, and probably a bit too comfortable, but still. He should have known better. He felt like the biggest asshole alive.

    Hold on. Rewind. Start from the beginning.

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    Five times Ilya Rozanov set off Harris Drover's gaydar (and Harris said nothing), + one time Harris completely put his foot in it

    (originally a one-shot, now updated to include a chapter 2/coda)

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    16 Feb 2026