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    A place to shove twitter and tumblr prompt fics.

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    Rozanov made a dismissive noise. “No, no, I will pick you up. Send me your address.”

    “I’m not giving you my home address.”

    “Why not!”

    “Because you’ll probably post it on social media to psych me out before our next game.”

    That made Rozanov laugh. “It is good idea,” he said. Stopped laughing. Started again. Blew out a breath like he had to get himself together. “I might do this to you,” he allowed, “but you have nice boyfriend living with you now. I would not do this to him. You are safe.”

     

    In which Ilya Rozanov adopts himself into Scott and Kip's household and refuses to leave. Kip finds this very sweet. Scott is going to kill him.

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    05 May 2026

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    “Mm, not stuff his pockets with the drug everyone thinks makes you gay right before a press conference? Maybe!” Ilya’s voice chimed happily from the phone.

    “You wanna tell us why you’re so acquainted with Rush that you can identify it in 780p, Ilya?” Kip asked.

    “…I have so much leather to deodorize, Kip Grady. So many sports cars, you know.”

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    Kip can't believe no one else can tell how outrageously gay Ilya Rozanov is, but he's not complaining, he's happy to have someone else to talk to at all the hockey functions.

    Or: Perfect gaydar haver Ilya Rozanov finally gets a taste of his own medicine. A series of looks into Kip and Ilya's friendship, starting after the cottage.

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    04 May 2026

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    A reporter asks Shane an out of pocket question. He forgot he was talking to Shane Fucking Hollander.

    or: Shane has a very valid crash out over how awesome he and his husband are at a press conference.

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    30 Apr 2026

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    “Shane, this is Anatoly Petrov and his husband—”

    “Ilya Rozanov,” Shane blurts out before he can stop himself. Shane's shocked to see him now, a ghost plucked right out of his teenage years, his pre-MHL hockey days. He's even more shocked to see the modesty collar on Rozanov.

    “Petrov,” the woman introducing them finishes weakly. “His husband, Ilya Petrov.”

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    Or: When Ilya is outed as an Omega, he's forcibly married off before he has the chance to break free and become an international hockey star. Years after the single game they played against one another, Shane and Ilya encounter each once again, and Shane helps Ilya escape the cage of his marriage.

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    30 Apr 2026

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    A scrape of blades near the boards made Shane start. A kid coasted up, tapping the glass with a glove. He was maybe ten, lean with messy dark hair plastered to his forehead, cheeks flushed. He had Ilya’s eyebrows, Ilya’s stubborn chin, Ilya’s dare-you look already sharpened.

    “You spying on Coach Rozanov?” the kid demanded, planting one mittened hand on his hip.

    Shane opened his mouth, nearly laughed at how the question mirrored the suspicion roiling inside him. “Just watching,” he said softly.

    The boy’s eyes narrowed. “He’s the best,” he declared, daring contradiction.

    “Yeah?” Shane’s voice barely stretched beyond a whisper.

    “Even hurt,” the kid continued. “My dad says he’s a mean jerk, but he showed me how to shoot so it doesn’t wobble.”

    Overhearing the cruelty aimed at an injured Ilya wrecks Shane. Seeing him patiently tie a child's skate wrecks him even more.

    The world called Ilya Rozanov a liability.
    Shane Hollander saw a lifeline.

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    30 Apr 2026