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Ilya has no problem being on the same hockey team as Shane Hollander. He has no problem living with him either. Despite the fact that Shane’s a stickler for rules, probably has a stick up his ass, and always looks a little bit tortured when they make eye contact, their lives are far enough removed from each other that a bare minimum of interaction is no problem. No, the problems start later—when Shane starts sleepwalking into Ilya’s bed.
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My Shane is a little bit like a prickly kitten, he can admit to himself, fondly, as he dozes off. In the quiet of his own head, he concedes that his love for cats did grow bigger after growing closer to Shane. He thinks of a sleep-rumpled Shane, hair sticking up at the sides, sweet face narrowed into grumpy compliance. Shane would be the kind of cat who’d narrow their eyes in suspicion at a stretched-out hand, but his twitching tail would belie his attempt at disinterest. Though I wish it was as easy to know what he is thinking as it is with an actual cat.
or: Be careful (or not) what you wish for.
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“Am not a coward, Hollander,” Rozanov interrupts his rambling, and even his eyebrows manage to look—not displeased but disapproving? Shane is not quite sure what to make of the current expression on his face.
“Um,” says Shane. “What?”
Rozanov gestures between the two of them, almost impatient. “I can pretend to date you for a bit to please the monkeys in the circus. Everybody thinks we are dating now, anyway, so we might as well use it. And paparazzi are stupid. Even though Scott Hunter is a prick, he is a prick that does not deserve this kind of negative attention.” He shrugs, almost casual, and looks Shane up and down. “Plus, am into boys as well as girls. Is honestly not a problem for me.”
or: Shane digs himself quite a big hole, and now everyone believes he is dating none other than Ilya Rozanov. This would be no problem if he and Ilya 1) were indeed dating and 2) could actually stand each other.
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So yeah, the thing. The gene. Sometimes you have it and nothing happens. And sometimes, like Shane is experiencing right now, everything changes. Technically, he had already passed the window in which the gene normally expresses itself. But clearly biology does not care about strict confines. Clearly—because after Shane hangs up the call with his mother, he peels back his top lip with trembling fingers and stares at the little fangs poking down through the roof of his mouth.
or: As it turns out, Yuna did not only give him his half-Japanese heritage and his mild (or major) obsession with hockey, and now Shane has to grapple with the fact that everything he thought he knew about himself is shifting. Why the hell does Ilya Rozanov smell so damn delectable?
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Yuna pours him a glass of ice cold homemade lemonade without asking and hands it to him across the kitchen island, then announces, “Just as a heads up, me and David will leave for Japan over the weekend. My cousin invited us to spend the summer there at her lake house, and we could hardly say no to that. I will leave you a pair of keys so that you can still come and go.”
Wide-eyed, Ilya blinks at her. “Um?”
“You won’t be all alone,” says Yuna, immediately. “We have a son. Shane?”
or: Ilya has been asked to fix up the Hollander house over summer. Shane Hollander, the elusive son of the family, returns to town after thirteen years to watch over said house. The next six weeks are going to be incredibly interesting.
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Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
16 Apr 2026
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While trying to write to his friend studying abroad in Moscow, Shane Hollander accidentally reaches Ilya Rozanov.
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Fanart of "river lead me home".
"(...)he turns around to where Shane is still standing, half-lost and half-awkward, and takes a handful of steps forward so that he can back Shane up against the nearest wall. Shane goes willingly, perhaps even a bit pliantly.
“What are you doing?” says Shane, voice small. They’re the same height, but he still manages to make it look like he is looking up at Ilya. He is also, Ilya notices with glee, not trying to break free from his hold at all.
Ilya’s gaze drops down to Shane’s perfectly pouty mouth. “What?” he hums. “You don’t want to be praised for a job well done, Shane Hollander?”
Shane swallows. “I did not say that.”
Trailing down one hand, Ilya squeezes his waist briefly. “Good boy.” And then he closes the gap between them and captures Shane’s mouth with his own."
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16 Mar 2026
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stunning, show-stopping, no notes. 100000/10