Riddle_Master_101
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Bookmarked by Riddle_Master_101
01 Mar 2026
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Ilya holds him. Presses a hand into the small of his back, his little finger slipping under where his jeans gap. It’s not meant to be suggestive. He just wants to be close.
They part after another long moment. Ilya’s chest hurts.
“I, uhm…” Hollander trails off, hesitating. Ilya nods.
“We will just kiss,” he says softly. “Is okay.”
Hollander nods, taking a deep breath.
“Okay,” he whispers. “I’d like that.”
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Yuna Hollander knows her son is different, but she winds up being slightly off the mark about how, and comes to regret that very much.
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Yuna tries to help set Shane up with friends of friends’ daughters. He brushes her off. Or if she pushes, then he’ll go on exactly three dates before it peters out. I’m too busy, he says. You can make time, she encourages, and she means it. He can prioritize his happiness at this point, surely? She has all the compromises he could make with training and promo on the tip of her tongue if he only gives her the go-ahead.
Instead he shrugs and points out that he’s got to keep focus or he might lose to Rozanov in the scoring race (fucking Rozanov!), and that’s the end of it
It’s one more difference. One more thing she can’t help but worry about. David makes her so happy. Who will do that for Shane?
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26 Feb 2026
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But now this mother was unwilling thinking quite a bit about Shane’s sex life. Since the summer before rookie season, he’s been fucking around with Rozanov, who was admittedly the league’s biggest slut. And it had not been because of feelings, both of the boys were clear on that. Just… lovers.
Lovers of the type that, despite all the hot puck bunny sex Rozanov was unarguably getting, kept risking their entire careers to have rare interludes of logistically challenging, rushed hotel sex. Sex that, it followed, must still have been very enticing for Rozanov, whose bar for good sex was certainly higher than most. Interesting, intense, pent up hotel sex. Lovers.
And somehow that sex was good enough that, despite their rivalry, they connected to the point of falling in love. Not just falling in love, but fully committing to one another, and then proceeding to plan a full two week sexcation. One that Shane proactively pretended would be spent silently meditating, a lie calculated to ensure they would not be interrupted because, in actuality, they would be too busy fucking. Please text, they had stressed. We will lose track of time, and if you come over you will definitely see us going at it like rabbits. Because we are lovers.
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Someone’s posted a shaky video from the stands, just behind the whole altercation. It’s close enough to catch the snarl on Rozanov’s face as he charges up the steps. He’s so pretty, Shane thinks faintly. The video starts too late to show what set him off, but it catches the tail end of what the man is yelling, the things he's saying about Shane, before pivoting to calling Rozanov a cunt and bitch and a pussy instead.
Rozanov drops his gloves for Shane. He wishes he could just be grateful, but it feels a little bit like the end of the world.
Bookmarked by Riddle_Master_101
26 Feb 2026
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“The narrative isn't going to be ‘Rozanov defends Hollander against racist,’ it's going to be, 'Hollander can't defend himself.’ I can't afford to be the damsel in distress,” Shane grits out, angrily wiping at damp eyes with the sleeve of his shirt.
He's so sick of crying all the time.
Rozanov is staring at him with an expression that Shane has never seen on him before, his hands clenched into white-knuckled fists at his side, Adam's apple bobbing. He looks as if Shane has physically struck him.
“I did not—" Rozanov starts, then stops, swallowing hard. "That was not—I was not trying to make you look weak." His voice is quiet now, stripped of its usual bravado, and Shane can tell that he's choosing his words carefully, leaving no room for more misunderstandings. It makes his chest ache. "I was just angry, I heard what he said and I was so angry I could not think, I just—I wanted to make him stop talking. I did not think. I am sorry, Hollander.”
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“I mean, you— you say I’m perfect. That it’s, that everything we do together is… is perfect.”
“Yes, perfect,” Ilya says adamantly.
“Okay. But. I mean. I like feedback, you know. If there are things you haven’t said because you don’t want to hurt my feelings, you could say. If there’s any judgement of my technique, like, that you’ve been doing silently in your head.”
“I never judge you silently,” Ilya says. He pulls back a bit, twisting his neck so he can look Shane in the eye, frowning. “I judge you loudly. Is no fun if I don’t see your reaction.”
“Ha, ha.”
“Shane,” Ilya says. “Is this real worry you are having? I must know. You think I have… criticism of you, of sex with you? You think it is not perfect for me?”
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Shane and Ilya navigate their sexual relationship, now that they're finally a couple.
Bookmarked by Riddle_Master_101
26 Feb 2026
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It takes them, legitimately, hours to calm the fuck down enough to have a conversation.
“Okay, three weeks too long.” Ilya’s voice is croaky like he’s just woken up, or like he’s sick, or maybe like he’d screamed loud enough to wake the neighbors with Shane’s mouth wrapped around his cock. A kick of heat hits low in Shane’s stomach. Impossibly, his spent cock twitches painfully. He’s come three times within— god, he hadn’t looked at a clock, but probably within ninety minutes, something he hadn’t known his body was capable of.
“Yeah,” Shane says. “Way too long.”
“We adjust plans,” Ilya says. “I will die otherwise.”
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Shane Hollander, Man Who Would Eat Hockey If He Could by elumish
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
21 Feb 2026
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[Scott Hunter]: thanks
[Shane]: I meant it.
[Scott Hunter]: I know
[Shane]: Please don’t have sex in the locker room.
[Scott Hunter]: lol
(or: four moments throughout the years, as seen through the eyes of the camera)
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21 Feb 2026
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Reporter, audibly frustrated: My point is that it will be your first time sharing a locker room with him since he came out as gay. Are you concerned about his behavior in the locker room?
[There is a pause at this point that is, I cannot articulate strongly enough, so uncomfortable. The most uncomfortable.]
Hollander, sounding so baffled: Do you think we’re having sex in the locker room?
Reporter: What?
Hollander, politely: Do you think we’re having sex in the locker room?
[He is silent. The reporter is silent. Everyone is silent. I am screaming.]
Reporter: No?
Hollander: I’m not sure what the concern would be, then. Hunter having sex with his boyfriend in the locker room would be unhygienic and, of course, inappropriate, but that’s…not a thing that happens there, so I don’t have any concerns. Does anyone have any hockey-related questions?