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    So, in Russia, it is not Christmas yet. It is not yet a lot of things in Russia. That’s good, Ilya thinks. Maybe there, it’s still some earlier version of him. Maybe somewhere, in some parallel alignment of days and months, he is still the captain of the Boston Raiders. Maybe he hasn’t been traded yet. Maybe he hasn’t packed up his life and moved continents and switched languages. Maybe he’s still wearing familiar colors, still answering to a city that knows his name and chants it like it's both a prayer and a promise. Ilya. Ilya. Ilya. Maybe he hasn’t become a Centaur yet. Maybe the future has not yet caught up to Ilya Rozanov there.

    --- Ilya spends his second Christmas in Shane's cottage, and contemplates the idea of home, grief, and what it means to speak a language.

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    17 Jan 2026

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    to stand by a river and go by placebythering | heated rivalry

    So, in Russia, it is not Christmas yet. It is not yet a lot of things in Russia. That’s good, Ilya thinks. Maybe there, it’s still some earlier version of him. Maybe somewhere, in some parallel alignment of days and months, he is still the captain of the Boston Raiders. Maybe he hasn’t been traded yet. Maybe he hasn’t packed up his life and moved continents and switched languages. Maybe he’s still wearing familiar colors, still answering to a city that knows his name and chants it like it's both a prayer and a promise. Ilya. Ilya. Ilya. Maybe he hasn’t become a Centaur yet. Maybe the future has not yet caught up to Ilya Rozanov there.

    --- Ilya spends his second Christmas in Shane's cottage, and contemplates the idea of home, grief, and what it means to speak a language.

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    He only realizes he’s doing it when it’s too late to stop.

    He’s standing in the drink aisle of the grocery store, checking the expiration dates on the cans of Coke, mentally cross-checking them with Boston’s away game schedule, and the reality hits him like someone shook one of those cans and popped it open. A snap. A fizz. A mess.

    Shane is making space for Ilya.

     

    (or, lessons in budget-friendly shopping, home decor, and resisting the urge to neatly combine all your situationship’s shit into a drawer in your bedroom because you might be falling in love with him: a seven-ish step guide by shane hollander, who is so, so fucked)

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    15 Jan 2026

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    wanna get stuck in your head by peculiarblue | heated rivalry

    He only realizes he’s doing it when it’s too late to stop.

    He’s standing in the drink aisle of the grocery store, checking the expiration dates on the cans of Coke, mentally cross-checking them with Boston’s away game schedule, and the reality hits him like someone shook one of those cans and popped it open. A snap. A fizz. A mess.

    Shane is making space for Ilya.

    (or, lessons in budget-friendly shopping, home decor, and resisting the urge to neatly combine all your situationship’s shit into a drawer in your bedroom because you might be falling in love with him: a seven-ish step guide by shane hollander, who is so, so fucked)

    i love shane. i loved every part of this actually.

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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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    I’m Reading Your Lips (You’re Speaking My Language) by some1_around | heated rivalry

    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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    Ilya’s eyebrows raise. “This is a thing you want? For me to come inside you?”

    “Yeah—yeah.” Shane clears his throat. “It’s hot. Isn’t it?”

    “Can you not decide whether bare cock in your ass is hot?”

    “Fuck you. See if I let you—”

    Ilya takes Shane’s hand and presses a quiet kiss to his wrist, then the center of his palm. “You will let me.”

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    Or: Shane asks Ilya to fuck him without a condom.

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    27 Dec 2025

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    Skin to Skin by hoko_onchi | heated rivalry

    Ilya’s eyebrows raise. “This is a thing you want? For me to come inside you?”

    “Yeah—yeah.” Shane clears his throat. “It’s hot. Isn’t it?”

    “Can you not decide whether bare cock in your ass is hot?”

    “Fuck you. See if I let you—”

    Ilya takes Shane’s hand and presses a quiet kiss to his wrist, then the center of his palm. “You will let me.”

    ~~

    Or: Shane asks Ilya to fuck him without a condom.

    god, this was so hot. ‘just the tip’ kills me every time.

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    At 1 am in the file room, the inevitable happens.

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    16 Feb 2024

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    the evidence of absence by xJuniperx | true detective

    At 1 am in the file room, the inevitable happens.

    you can picture this so well, wow.