Riddle_Master_101



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    “Lily,” Hayden says automatically. “You know about Lily?”

    Something flickers across Rozanov’s face. His jaw twitches. “Yes, I know about Lily.” He raises his eyebrows.

    Hayden feels like a complete asshole, all of a sudden. There’s just been too much going on to even think about Shane’s mystery girlfriend. “Shit, I should probably, like, call her, or something? I don’t know this girl at all, but Shane’s been obsessed with her for years. If she was watching the game, she would have seen him get hurt.”

    “You don’t need to call her,” Rozanov says, and when Hayden glances at him, he still looks fucking miserable but now he’s rolling his eyes, a much more familiar expression of disdain on his face. “She’s sitting right here.”
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    Hayden Pike and Ilya Rozanov are waiting for Shane to wake up after he took a bad hit on the ice. They get to talking.

    Chapter 2: Ilya and Shane talk about what it means, now that someone knows their secret.
    Chapter 3: Shane and Hayden hash out the big reveal.
    Chapter 4: Ilya tells Svetlana the big secret.

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    13 Jan 2026

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    “He could do better, is all I’m saying.”

    He’d meant it mostly as a joke, some way to release the pressure of this fucking insane conversation, some way to keep his wheels spinning while he tries to catch up to all this new information. But Rozanov doesn’t keep the banter going. Rozanov frowns, and says, “yes. Obviously.”

    And then his face crumples a bit, and he covers his eyes with his hands, heels pressing into the sockets like he’s trying to push tears back before they can leak out. He looks exhausted, he looks scared. Like a man whose partner is in the fucking hospital. Hayden tries to imagine how he’d be feeling if Jackie had collapsed to the ground in front of him and then hadn’t woken up again. Just to picture it makes his skin go cold. And he doesn’t even need to imagine Rozanov’s fear, when it comes down to it. He loves Shane too. He’s already more afraid than he’s ever been.

    “Hey,” he says, and he’s slipped into the cajoling, comforting tone he uses on his kids when they’re tired and weepy. “Hey, it’s uh— it’s going to be okay.”

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    The Voyageurs ask Shane to join FanMail in order to foster a better connection with fans. Internet sleuths start to notice some interesting details in the background of Shane’s videos, and then the internet does...what the internet does.

    Or Shane and Ilya are granted an opportunity to come out on their own terms. Sort of. And in they do it in a very Ilya way. (Surprisingly, it is Shane’s idea)

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    13 Jan 2026

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    “I just hate that we have to explain ourselves. Every straight NHL player gets to just show up to events with his wife, gets to wear his wedding ring and post a wedding photo, and nobody demands an explanation. I don’t want to have to justify how we fell in love or defend our relationship to strangers. There are parts of you that are just mine, and I don’t want to share all of that with the entire world just to prove we’re legitimate. I just want to be married to you the way everyone else gets to be married to their spouse. Without a fucking press release.”

    Ilya’s expression changed to something soft, and within seconds to something utterly wicked.

    “So I am supposed to just start wearing my ring on my finger and calling you my husband?” Ilya asked, glee in his eyes. “No explanation at all?”

    Shane was suddenly a tiny bit terrified of what he’d unleashed. “I mean, we should probably—”

    “Is the greatest gift you could give me!” Ilya exclaimed, so utterly transformed from his blankness of seconds ago.

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    Rozanov cocked his head. “You speak Russian? Or just the curse words?”

    “Yes, I speak Russian,” he snapped, defensive and angry. He knew that it had been a mistake to even try to be friendly with Rozanov. “Why? Do I not look Russian to you?” He scoffed.

    “No, not really,” Rozanov said. Some of his teammates laughed, although they mostly looked surprised that Shane was speaking to them at all. Rozanov didn’t laugh, though. “Are you Russian?”

    “Go fuck yourself.”

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    Despite an inauspicious start, when Russia’s Ilya Rozanov learns that Canada’s Shane Hollander is fluent in Russian at their first World Junior Championships tournament, it changes everything and sets them on a different course. Instead of being branded as rivals from the very beginning, Ilya and Shane start off as friends.

    And, after all, a little friendly rivalry never hurt anyone, did it?

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    12 Jan 2026

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    Months later, Shane got to see the final edit of the commercial.

    He and Rozanov, faces recognizable through their modified helmets even if the numbers and names on their jerseys hadn’t been enough, skating up to each other. It was intercut with shots of them racing across the ice, their sticks clashing, pucks skidding, a mix of the footage they had filmed and generic b-roll. Tightly laced skates, covered in freshly shaved ice. A beaten-up puck and a brand new one dropping on top of it, wobbling, then landing. Shane, undressing on the ice, dropping pieces of gear around him, trying to make undoing velcro erotic. Rozanov, his jersey hanging loose on his frame, clearly not wearing pads, doing acrobatic turns in the middle of the rink, shirt flaring high enough to show his stomach.

    And then, again, Shane and Rozanov, skating up to each other, concentrated frowns on their mouths like this was a real face-off, like it mattered. And the moment where their eyes met, and suddenly they were smiling at each other like they couldn’t do anything else, bending back with laughter, and it became a supercut of every fucked up take, each irresistible smile or affable shove, fading into a wide shot, clearly not lit like the rest of the commercial, just him and Rozanov standing side by side by the barriers, chatting and laughing and shoving each other between takes.

    The campaign slogan faded over the screen in blocky white letters as Rozanov slung his arm around Shane’s shoulders and pulled him in.

    Competition is better with a friend. CCM.

    Shane swallowed.

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    Sarah
    Does anyone have the number for Shane's girl from Boston? I feel bad that they've been seeing each other for this long and we've never added her here.

    Jackie
    Oh good point! Let me ask Hayden.

    Jackie has added Lily to the conversation

    Lily
    what
    what is this

    Or: Ilya Rozanov is, apparently, one of the girls.

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    12 Jan 2026

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    As hysterically funny and heartwarming as you'd imagine. Remember to click "use creator's style"

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    AU where Tlacey buys MB shortly after the Ganaka Pit Incident, before it has a chance to hack its governor module

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    03 Oct 2025

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    I waited to see if it had anything else to say, but it just perched smugly in the feed, waiting to see my reaction. I guess it was going for shock and awe. (It was impressive, objectively. The fact that I wasn't impressed shouldn't undermine how impressed you should be. I was just really, really not in the mood to oooh and aaah over a display of authoritative power right now.)

    You'll have to forgive me if I seem bored, I sent it. I wasn't bored, I was annoyed, moving toward angry. This bot wasn't my owner. It had no reason to preen and threaten like this, except to be an asshole. It's just that you remind me of someone.