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    Still, Ilya can’t help but click back into that stream of the game they’d just played against Ottawa. The streamer’s mic is just as shitty as the footage, but his voice has a soothing quality, and Ilya almost lets that lull him into a strange sort of calm as he pulls his fries from the oven.

    Almost.

    Because then the broadcast shows this nifty little steal Ilya made earlier, and sh24_hockey stops on that frame. “Sloppy play from Rozanov here,” he announces through the staticky background noise, which – what?


    Being at the top of the league is a lonely endeavour – until Ilya finds an annoying streamer with astonishing insights, who is strangely familiar…

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    12 Jun 2026

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    Steve Rogers weren't a girl. He lookt it though—he had the bones of a girl underneath.

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    12 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 93

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    For Christmas, Shane asked for a new pack of the old compression socks he likes, an upgrade on the same brand of juicer they’ve had forever, and for Ilya to keep fucking him even when he cries and screams and begs him to stop. He expected Ilya to grin. At worst, to drag Shane up against his chest and sigh, my poor deprived husband, full access to the very best cock in Ottawa and still he wants more. He never thought Ilya would say no.

    or: Shane’s husband won’t give him what he doesn’t want. Maybe Scott Hunter will.

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    12 Jun 2026

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    “Yes,” Ilya says, smiling. What an irritating, irrationally perfect person. He composes himself, which just means sitting up the slightest bit. “What about you, Shane? Not fun. What did you have?”

    Shane watches Ilya take a deep inhale of the vape, flimsy and shining off the light from the living room between his thick pink fingers. Watches just those, annoyed to see them swallowed in smoke. Eventually gets away from Ilya’s mouth to look up and find him looking.

    “Um. A late Christmas gift. It was missing a bow, though. You could have put a bow on him.”

    “Ha,” Ilya pronounces. Dangerous to glance back at that mouth but there’s no choice in it, for Shane.

    “I don’t know. I got what I wanted.”

    Ilya doesn’t say anything to that. Inhales on the vape with his jaw cut to the side so the smoke streams out and away from Shane, like that will do anything. Like he isn’t always five minutes from getting back inside Ilya’s mouth.

    He says he’ll quit. Sometimes he claims he already did when they’re being extra shitty to each other. Shane loves him so much. In the morning, they won’t go to that fundraiser. In the morning, they’ll fight. In the morning, they’ll be different. Shane will be on his back in the gym, body coiling into a new stretch to try and ease the raw sting of his shoulder. Ilya will be loud in the shower, Ilya will be annoying about what they’ll do for dinner, Ilya will be perfect. A husband that squints at the right strawberry plants and chooses well, fills things up, sets them out ripe and blushing and eager to be eaten.

    “Good,” Ilya says. “Nothing means more to me in the world than Shane Hollander getting what he wants.”

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    “Are you going insane? What’s happening?”

    Ilya lays a palm over the side of his face, clawing thumb into soft after Hollander tries to swat him off. “You’re at my house and you came here to get fucked. Then you will leave, after. Do you forget more? Your name is Shane Hollander and you pretend to love hockey but your real love is taking it up the ass. You cry, most of the time. But you like crying, too.”

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    or: Instead of going to the cottage, Ilya moves to Florida.

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    12 Jun 2026

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    “The girls here are careless slobs, every last one.”

    “And they leave you with a convenience store?”

    Ilya mostly ignores her. “They are not like you. Tiny bag, empty, coming and going without a trace. There isn’t anyone like you.”

    Svetlana, content that she’d distracted him from an impending meltdown or happy enough that she’d pushed him over the cliff toward one, yawns and goes back to her phone. “It’s true.”

    “Really. It’s only you,” Ilya agrees, not finding the right moment so much as running out of them, grabbing the nearest one and strangling it into submission. He rolls off the bed. It takes a second, digging through his pants pocket from yesterday—last night, he had thought, then none of it felt right. Ilya settles at her side of the bed, dropped down onto his knees. “I’m tired of everyone else on earth. I want only you. Will you marry me?”

    “Sure.” Svetlana laughs and doesn’t look up. It’s a noise he loves. A head turning from three booths down, leaping right over gut-thrumming base in a club sort of noise. “Tomorrow?”

    “I mean it, Svetlana.”

    She scowls. Delight falls off her face like it never happened. She looks down. “Stop it. This is a nice morning. No more stupid jokes and serious names.”

    “It’s not a fucking joke.”

    She leans off the bed, reaches with a soft hand. Then plants her palm, fingers spread, over the bridge of his nose. The shove lands him on his ass, a nice glossy ring box on the ground with him. “It’s not funny. I do not think this is funny.”

    All that practice and still this voice. “Neither do I. I love you.”

    “No, Ilya.” The sharp cut of his name, unsoftened, any endearment all run out. “Do not lie. You lie to me too many times and I will not recognize you—already there are too many. Soon there won’t be any of you left.”

    It’s a beautiful day. Always, now. The sun aches at the back of his bare shoulders, broiling the ring in the box, a ready explanation for the sour simmer made of his chest. His head. He thought: a house, a wife. A good enough reason to stop. It doesn’t work to say I can’t, Hollander, he doesn’t listen—Ilya has to show him. He’s always been so close to understanding, just needs the slightest little shove to finally live in it.

    Fine, then. Not her. The ring could work with anyone. He has another date tonight.

  5. Public Bookmark 34

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    09 Jun 2026

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    Cliff Marlow is not gay. He's not. Seriously. He'd know, right?

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    09 Jun 2026

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    Patty’s one of those people who likes to say clothes and makeup don't have gender, but he's not sure what she means by it and he knows he can't ask. He can't ask because there are rules, and if someone breaks them they will be enforced. He knows it. He's seen it.

    He’s always known what he had to be, because no one ever let him forget it. You don’t cry, you work hard, you don’t act like that, or look like that, or do these things, and you do this instead. You carry the heavy shit, you open the door for people, you don’t talk about anything that happened to you. That’s what Cliff’s father taught him about being a man. That it's an obligation. A weight to carry. Sacrifice, over and over and over, and the weak ones couldn’t take it. So don’t be weak, Clifford Marlow.

    His dad loves him, probably. He’s said it before, he’s not one of those men who can’t or refuses to, but sometimes Cliff really wonders. He really does. He wonders sometimes if the tough way his dad had raised him was because he’d been a boy, or because Cliff is broken in some undefinable way no one knows how to articulate to his face.

    Cliff had tried. He really had. He doesn’t know how much longer he can go on trying, but he has no idea what not trying looks like other than being a failure.

  7. Rec 45

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    “Do you think you can love two people at once?” Shane asked his mom in a moment of weakness, when they were wrapping up a call about a prospective brand deal. He should have been on his laptop looking at numbers on spreadsheets and coordinating his calendar which was already so full he could tell you exactly what he would be doing half a year from now down to the half hour. Instead, he was laying on his bed with his phone pressed up against his ear and his eyes closed counting imaginary stars in a bright night sky. He should go to sleep soon.

    Or, Shane embarks on casual sex with yet another Russian.

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    07 Jun 2026

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    Shane thought about Alex at practice and during meals and at games when he should be focusing on any number of other things. He thought about Ilya, too, but he was expected to think about Ilya all the time. People always brought Ilya up around Shane, so he didn’t think it was odd how often he thought of him. No one ever mentioned Alex, no one even knew he existed, but still he thought about him.

    Had he slept with Alex because he was Russian? Because his accent made Shane think of Ilya? So maybe it was all just about Ilya after all and Alex was a poor imitation to tide him over in the months between Boston games, but that wasn’t true either. Probably it hadn’t been true for longer than an hour the first time they slept together because Alex wasn’t like Ilya, really, except that they were both from Moscow and they were both startlingly kind during sex in a way no other man or woman he had been with ever was. Kind in such a specific way that now when he had sex with one, it always made him think of the other. Shane would choke himself on Alex’s cock and Alex would pull back until he could breathe better and say to be careful and pet his hair.

    His whole head felt strange and echoey like he’d just taken a hard hit and he was reorienting himself to which way was up. He felt full up with things he couldn’t say and trapped in some complicated web of his own making where he couldn’t ever tell anyone the whole truth. The truth was so complicated now that he didn’t even know what the whole truth was anymore.

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    Shane tries to grab at the right words. "She's not - it's not that simple. Shane Hollander is me but it's also like - it's a thing people use to sell something. It's like a cardboard cutout of me."

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    07 Jun 2026

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    Yuna Hollander knows that it is normal for children to distance themselves from their parents as they approach adulthood. She expected it when Shane was a teenager, when he moved to Kingston for juniors, even later, when he moved to Montreal. When they stayed close, when he seemed happy to see them at his games, to have her managing his career, when he seemed not only to love them, but to still like having them around… When he invited her for dinner with his boyfriend and the four of them laughed until the summer sun dropped below the lake, she thought maybe this was one challenge of parenthood she would be spared. Which makes the day it finally happens all the harder to bear.

    Or, Yuna Hollander and the joy and anguish of growing up.

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    07 Jun 2026

  10. Rec 67

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    Ilya discovers that he can control time. Now he's on a quest to prevent his mother's suicide.

    Enter Shane Hollander.
    Enter Shane Hollander.
    Enter Shane Hollander.

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    07 Jun 2026

  11. Rec 53

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    Why are you here; why are we here? Ilya kisses the girl in front of him. The kiss lasts seventeen seconds, Shane counts, what are we doing? Ilya is dragging the tender, ugly parts of them out here for everyone to see. Seventeen seconds, or at least until Rose leans in and Shane insistently presses his mouth on hers to remind himself of what he wants.

    The kiss breaks. Shane has to leave, his body lurching. When he meets Ilya's eyes, he sees the gesture for what it really is: a reminder of his place.

    or; Shane tries. He really does.

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    07 Jun 2026

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    07 Jun 2026

  13. Public Bookmark 37

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    The Boston Raiders are making decent time heading up into Michigan when one of the horses almost breaks an ankle on what’s left of the road.

    A highly lethal—and highly contagious—virus has swept across the planet, taking down the power grid, toppling society, and leaving behind only a tiny fraction of the population. For a while, it seems like everything is over. This is not the case.

    Or: The world ends. Shane Hollander starts playing for Boston. Yes, in that order.

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    03 Jun 2026

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    02 Jun 2026

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    January 15, 2017
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    The Montréal Metros are devastated to announce the unexpected and tragic passing of our beloved captain, Shane Hollander, at the age of 25.

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    or, a canon-divergent au in which shane and rose never met, in epistolary format.

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    02 Jun 2026

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    Yuna is waiting for her son to finally come out and tell the truth: that he's in love with his teammate and best friend of the last eight years, Hayden Pike.

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    01 Jun 2026

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    “I just think that if Shane is in a polyamorous relationship with Hayden and Jackie, it’s about time he tells us about it,” Yuna repeats primly, typing out a reply on her Blackberry to her contact at Fitbit about a potential brand sponsorship.

     

    OR outsiders' POV where Shane's parents think they know what's going on in the summer of 2017

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    01 Jun 2026

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    “What if he and Hayden really are just friends? You remember what the locker room was like when you played,” David says.

    “Right. Shane and Hayden are just friends the same way Caroline Ouellette and Julie Chu are “just friends,”” Yuna rolls her eyes. “Besides, I’ve seen the gif sets on Tumblr.”

  18. Public Bookmark 6

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    Ilya has been called everything under the sun, by irritated coaches, other boys in the heat of the game. But those are the few that repeat often enough to make his cheeks get hot when he hears them. Especially when they come from Papa or Andrei.

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    01 Jun 2026

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    “You can’t do this anymore, these episodes. Ma - I can’t defend you as well as myself. And, listen, you’re going to get all big and scary from your stupid hockey bullshit,“ Ilya frowns at this, “And he won’t be able to make things so bad, then. No one will call you a faggot when you’ve got the muscles to make them regret it. But until then, you have to be a man, Ilyushka. You can’t let them see you cry.”

    Ilya nods, silent and slow, and Andrei looks away. Ilya doesn’t say anything about the way his brother’s sleeve wipes at his own eyes, or that like this, half turned from Ilya, his profile is just like Mama’s.

    Sometimes, Andrei feels very old to Ilya, with his cool, edgy friends who smell like cigarettes and bring burned CDs of American rap for Ilya when they pick up Andrei from the house. But in the yellow light of the bathroom, in the house their family has lived in their whole lives, Andrei looks his age. Just a few years older than Ilya, who feels like a stupid, sissy crybaby.

  19. Public Bookmark 17

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    Gianna: what'd I miss??

    Sarah: my cousin needs a date and shane hollander has a girlfriend

    Gianna: omg????

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    another WAG Ilya podfic <3

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    31 May 2026

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    “I don’t care that he’s gay!” Hayden says. Shane turns finally, locking eyes with Hayden, searching for any truth in that statement. Because there’s a difference between knowing theoretically that you share a locker room with a gay guy and seeing him ride a dick like it’s his life’s purpose. “I don’t. You know that. I just…him?”

    “Yes,” Shane says softly. “Him.”

    Hayden lets out a guttural groan. “Jesus, man. You couldn’t at least top him?”

    Or: 6 times Shane and Ilya get walked in on, +1 time they walk in on someone else

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    31 May 2026

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