Be the magic you want to see in the world

skip divorce caused indirectly by hollanov. a few years down the line, after observing hollanov together and apart, scott just gets insanely jealous. it’s starts small until he’s jealous of EVERYTHING. no matter what life and the media throw at them, it doesn’t rattle them. in fact it makes them stronger. every time another couple goes through a public fight or “scandal” hollanov don’t bother to hide how smug they feel that they’re winning at being the best gay hockey couple. they’re never overtly rude about it, but shane gets new jewelry and ilya gets a new (insane, shane-related) tattoo and they show each other off a little more and preen about how strong their relationship and sex lives are (it’s foreplay for whatever kinky thing they’ve come up with to roleplay). everyone kinda hates it. hollanov dont care, they’ve earned it.

an idea for a college au where shane has absolutely zero luck with the dating scene, like he never ever gets to a second date no matter what he does. so he asks his hoe friend, ilya rozanov, to teach him how to make a perfect date. in the reality shane isn’t actually sad about not getting second dates, he likes girls sure but not like that. what he actually wants is ilya but ilya is with a different girl every week so obviously he doesn't stand a chance right? and then ilya makes a perfect date to make shane fall in love with him. turns out shane is the perfect bachelor and the line to date him is long and ilya is just sabotaging all shane’s dates and getting in the way of every girl that goes on a date with shane to prevent a second date. and of course ilya’s and shane’s date went amazing. everything went smoothly and perfect. ilya knows everything about shane. and in the end of the night ilya kiss him senseless and fucks his brains out and when shane is blissed out he asks “this is a perfect date yes? so there’s no reason for you to look somewhere else” and shane’s just floating out in another dimension is like “yeah whatever you want” and ilya grins and goes “you’re mine now, yes?” and shane just sighs perfectly content “oh yeah i’m yours”

Fouling in the MLH takes a steep decline the first year Shane & Ilya play together on the Centaurs, and they’re a bit confused why all their regular season games have been relatively un-physical. Then in one game against Toronto, some idiot (probably Dallas Kent) crosschecks Luca, and the Centaurs activate the Hollanov Power Play Special they’ve been training for all season and Toronto is swiftly, instantly, and absolutely fucked. Suddenly it becomes very clear why every team in the league is on their best behavior against Ottawa: because against Shane and Ilya’s power play, a foul will almost always cost you a fucking goal. That’s how insane their power play percentage is, and all the other teams can do is never give them a reason to be on the ice together. (Personally, the other Centaurs love this and go out of their way to draw fouls, just to see the immediate horror on the other team’s faces)

"ilya fell first" this, "shane fell harder" that… you are all wrong. they fell at the same time and bonked their helmets, then fell on their asses. hope this helps!

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ilya pulls his softening cock from shane's hole, watching it emerge, appreciating how shane stretches a little more around the widest point, how the tip hangs onto shane's rim for a moment before slipping over the edge and letting ilya fall heavy between his thighs. ilya sighs in satisfaction. he sits back on his heels and presses his thumbs to either side of shane's hole, which is glistening at the edge and gaping around the space ilya left behind. ilya hums low and says, "show me how good your hole made me feel, kotik" and shane moans, indistinct in that way his sounds always are after a hard fucking. ilya watches shane's hole clench weakly—then takes in the sight he started imagining the moment that fucker in the ball cap attempted to buy shane a drink at the bar earlier: ilya's release, white and thick and slow, drooling from shane's hole. tracking the curve of his gorgeous ass down to the hotel sheets. something in ilya's chest purrs happily. finally. the visible sign of commitment around shane's ring finger is normally enough to nip ilya's possessiveness in the bud. but sometimes, when even that fails to deter shane's most helpless of admirers, ilya craves a more visceral reminder of his claim. there's nothing like this. ilya swipes two fingers through the trail of white and shane's mouth opens without prompting. ilya shudders. he hovers his coated fingers above shane's lips, asks, "who is this, malysh" and slides them in. shane moans. tastes. around ilya, he says, "you."

Ilya in maybe his 40s or 50s realizing he needs reading glasses now and Shane’s experiencing absolutely cosmic levels of horny and also has a new appreciation for his husband’s (semi) self control

Shane like. idk 2014 post Boston winning the cup, meeting his future self. his future self in an Ottawa Centaurs jersey. with no C on his chest. and 2014 Shane sees that and he thinks I failed. I failed I lost so badly they traded me to the worst team in the league. they found out about Rozanov and they traded me. they stripped me of my captaincy and I will never be anything again and his future self, with his wedding ring to Ilya hanging around his neck and looking happier than he's ever looked, looks at 2014!Shane and goes no. this is what winning looks like, kid. this is what we have always wanted, you just don't know it yet. things will be hard but I'd do it all again because it got me here. and then future Shane thinks for a moment and goes I never thought I'd get to be myself in this league. I also never thought I'd get to play on the same team as my husband. But now both things are true. and 2014!Shane looks stunned, tears in his eyes, and future Shane smiles and starts to walk away and then 2014!Shane calls back to him wait! just tell me one thing and future Shane pauses and 2014!Shane steels himself and goes just tell me. is it Rozanov? and future Shane looks back over his shoulder with the biggest grin ever and goes no. but it is Ilya and then he's gone

16 year old Shane getting flustered from a chirp from a very attractive hockey player he’s facing off against . But then the guy misses a really easy goal & Shane gets the ick so bad it shoves him back into the closet for another year