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(2. Relax(es) - 1,412 words) @hollanovmicrofic
Shaneâs hard working, dedicated, determined and focusedâitâs clearly what makes him an incredible hockey player and itâs one of many things that Ilya loves about him. He has not become the most valuable and talented person in the league just by sheer luck or physicality. It has everything to do with how he runs his body like a well-oiled machine, how he approaches work-outs, and how he takes care of himself.
idk how yall feel about autistic shane on this site but i feel very strongly about him!!!! especially when he goes over to the centaurs and itâs a place that is so unbelievably kind that he doesnât even realize theyâre accommodating him.
likeâŚ. young, spry, starry-eyed luca haas who is already thanking his lucky stars for getting into the NHL playing with ilya rozanov (who he had posters of above his bed) and heâs absorbing as much information as he can from him. until suddenly he gets to play on the same line as shane fucking hollander?!!!!! the man whose religion is hockey - he who eats and breathes it. ofc heâs going to ask questions. and shane, sweet wonderful shane, will just ramble and ramble and ramble about things like his stick taping routine, the waxes he uses, and his skate sharpening technique. and luca would just listen and absorb every word like a sponge until shane realizes heâs rambling and he apologizes with a lil blush on his face and luca doesnât understand why heâs apologizing because he loves to listen to the shane hollander talk for hours. and so luca makes it a point to always ask shane questions even about the smallest things just to see the way his eyes sparkle as he info dumps about hockey.
or shane who is having a few back to back very bad no good days at practice. and one day itâs just too much and the lights are too bright and his skin feels like itâs stretched too tight across his bones and his equipment is heavy and itâs wrong on his skin. and ilya, his perfect beautiful husband who always knows what to do, isnât around (he has to meet with the coaches). and shane canât catch a breath and heâs fighting with his gear and his skates. he closes his eyes so tight it hurts and his lungs feel like theyâre on fire because he canât get a good deep breath. until suddenly everything is muffled. thereâs a pressure over his temples and when he looks up, the light is being eclipsed by wyatt hayes who is pressing noise cancelling headphones over shaneâs ears. heâs taking exaggerated breaths so shane can match him. and the knot in shaneâs chest loosens just enough for everything to be bearable for a few minutes. he asks wyatt how he knew what to do and wyatt says his nephew is the same. he noticed it a while ago but ilya was always there to help, but heâs glad he was here now. and shane will thank him and wyatt will usher him off to the showers where the hot water will loosen more of the knot in his chest until heâs back with ilya. suddenly, though, shane feels like crying because heâs never had someone else, besides ilya, to bear this weight with and it feels a little liberating.
or shane and ilya who are late to a classic Boodram BBQ⢠and now they donât have time to stop at the store to grab some ginger ale for shane. and he is so disappointed at the prospect of having to drink water all night because he doesnât drink during the season and heâd rather die than drink a coke, but alas it is what it is. when they get there, they make their way greeting everyone. ilya giving bro hugs and fist bumps while shane politely waves and smiles and no one feels offended for not getting a bro hug in return. all just content to give shane his space. and when they finally all gather around to eat, shane asks where the non-alcoholic cooler is so he can get a drink to sip on while he eats. he opens the cooler and is almost brought to tears when he sees cans upon cans of his favorite brand of ginger ale. he didnât have to ask⌠everyone just knew.
or when theyâre on a roadie, a few guys decide to get dinner together at a japanese place not too far from the hotel. and shane is staring at the silverware with so much malcontent because itâs literally the ugliest fucking fork heâs ever seen and it should burn to hell. and the chopsticks arenât even japanese, theyâre chinese (and yes theyâre different). he texted ilya asking if heâs almost done with his meeting because the travel utensils he carries around are in his duffel bag, but ilya lets him know itâll be another 20 minutes. but troy barrett, noticing his discomfort, pipes up and says something about a video he saw online about certain sushiâs that are meant to be eaten with your hands and without utensils of any kind and they have them on the menu. and so in true centaurs fashion they ditch the silverware and chopsticks, and eat with their hands. and shane has a soft gentle smile on his lips the entire time.
but, most importantly, is that shane can show love in his own way. like one day, when shane is out shopping with rose at some LA mall, he stops at the lego store to get one of the pike kids some birthday present or something. while heâs looking around, he sees a lego set that was in the shape of the batman logo and he instantly buys it. once heâs back in ottawa he places it in his duffle bag before practice and when heâs walks into the locker room, he goes over to wyatt and hands it to him. heâs rambling on and on, with a gentle blush and avoiding eye contact, saying âi saw this when i was in LA and i thought of you⌠i wasnât sure if you preferred DC or marvel, but most of the comics youâve mentioned are DC so i hope i chose rightâ and wyatt is staring at the lego box in his hands with his mouth open and his brain short circuiting. because wdym shane hollander listened to him talk about super heroes and actually payed attention?? enough to know his favorite franchise, and he took time and money out of his day to purchase something so silly simply because it reminded him of his goalie. and heâs looking back and forth between shane and the box of legoâs with a smile so wide, too big for his face, and he stands up and pulls shane into a bone crushing hug before releasing him quickly and apologizing for the embrace before telling shane itâs the best gift heâs ever received.
well - hollanov - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 285 - click here for my hollanov microfic archive on ao3
"So," Yuna said a little stiffly, obviously struggling to land on a neutral topic of conversation as they sat around the table. "How have you been enjoying the cottage, RâIlya? What've you and Shane been getting up to?"
It was a testament to both of their desires to make a good impression that neither of them so much as smirked at the other...though Shane cleared his throat rather loudly. "Uh..." Ilya nodded, swallowing his mouthful of pasta. "Yes, is very nice. Shane gave me tour. He showed me indoor rink, told me about well, all of these things. Very...impressive."
Shane kicked Ilya's leg under the table, suppressing a smile.
"Did he take you out on the lake yet?" David asked conversationally, loading a second helping of pasta onto his plate. "The weather's been great, perfect to get the kayaks out."
Ilya looked over to Shane, unsure about the word 'kayak.' "Um, no, not yet. Maybe we will do this soon."
Furrowing his eyebrows, David looked to Yuna, then back at Shane and Ilya. "Wait, how long have you been here?" he questioned, sounding a bit confused now.
Shane, who had yet to take a bite, sighed. "Like a week, Dad. Why?"
"Because usually you're out on the lake the second you get out here! What else have you two been doing for a whole week?" he asked bemusedly, eyes wide and ridiculously innocent.
Immediately, both Yuna and Ilya spoke at once.
"I think is time for another drink, yes?" Ilya said, reaching for the vodka.
"I'm going to get the dessert!" Yuna announced quickly, at the same time.
Shane just groaned, again touching his head to the table while his face flushed maroon.
cackling about the idea of the ottawa team doing challenges for social media because shane's first question would be, "how many did rozanov get?" and ilya's first question would be, "how many did my husband get?" because they want to beat anyone, but they ESPECIALLY want to beat each other
which means that over time, new challenges for each of them get prefaced with, "and your husband has not gone yet" or "your husband got X" because it is a GIVEN that they're going to want to know how the other did so they can try to beat him
and it's really just another point of evidence that at NO POINT did either of them ever consider letting the other person win ANYTHING
you think the motherfuckers locking the FUCK in to catch the most ping pong balls blindfolded are going to let the other win a deciding match for the cup?? be SO fucking for real

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Need You Now- A Hollanov One-Shot
I should be asleep. I'm not. This little one-shot needed to get out into the world.
I hope you enjoy!
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Guess Iâd rather hurt than feel nothing at all (Ilyaâs POV)
Shane Hollander. The man that haunted his dreams was here, at this bar, dancing with Rose Landry. His entire body was on fire. He wanted to rage. He wanted to break them apart and claimâŚfuckâŚno. ShaâshitâHOLLANDER had made it clear. He did not want him. He wanted someone else, someone that he could be seen with- that he could waltz around Montreal with. Not someone that could only come back to his NOT APARTMENT and fuck him. But still- his chest squeezed tight. He wanted him. After everything that had happened- he still wanted Shane Hollander so bad that it hurt.Â
Jackie is aware that Hayden is continuing to be a dick about Ilya, and she's kind of at a loss about how to deal with it, because he won't listen to her. Or he does, but only for a little while and then he snaps back into his weird intense disapproval. (She is honestly terrified about what is going to happen when their girls bring someone home if this is some kind of foreshadowing. It's both "no one is good enough for him" and "stop stealing my things" and all of it is bad and infantilizing of a man who is basically their age)
She's not surprised to get a phone call from Shane after the two of them were supposed to meet for lunch. She sighs down the phone line. The nanny has the kids at the park, so she's just been clicking through some options for dinner on her phone. "Hey Shane. I'm guessing it didn't go well."
"He called Ilya a fuck boy who doesn't know how good he has it before we got our food." Shane says. His tone is fighting for evenness, but she can hear his frustration and actual hurt underneath.
After Another Hospital Stay- Ch 3- Montreal Confrontation
Back to Shane's POV for this one. Pay attention to the trigger warnings above the cut- from here on in there's gonna be some heavy stuff. If you prefer the AO3 experience- you can find it here.
TW: Homophobic language
Ilyaâs pep talk lasted through most of the drive to Montreal. He stopped at his apartment to grab his training gear and his meal prep for the day. He planned for a full day of practice, a full day back with the team. The panic didnât grip him until he was parked and he spotted teammates were already here. It was 6:50- they werenât slated to talk until nearly 7:30- most of the team only rolled in a few minutes before practice on a normal day. He studied the roof of his car for a moment and let out a sigh before he opened the door and went to face his team.Â
i think if hollanov had children, they'd have a competition going to get their kid to say papa (ilya) / daddy (shane) first. and of course they're always doing it in front of each other too, talking to their toddler and very exaggeratedly going âoh you love papa so much, don't you, munchkin?â or âlook what daddy got youâ and pulling out their kids favourite stuffed animal that they'd looked for for ages.
and then when their kids says daddy first, ilya is holding them both and sobbing into shaneâs neck because OF COURSE their child would say daddy first because shane is SUCH A GREAT DAD THE BEST DAD SUPERBEST DAD and heâs so happy, and shane is a little overwhelmed because he did not see this coming.
and then a few days later, ilya comes home and shane is with their kid on the couch and his whole face is lit up as he looks at their child at first, saying âtell papa what you told me, munchkinâ and then turns to look at ilya as their kid throws up their hands and toots âpapa! key!â and ilya almost melts into a puddle but goes because their kid is wriggling and leaning towards him, and they spend the rest of the day on the couch together and ilya keeps sniffling and shane keeps kissing his forehead and their toddler keeps giving him open-mouthed kisses on his face.
Shane & Ilya hanging out with Skip for unspecified reasons and the first time Kip teasingly says âgirl!â to him about something, Shane just makes this face
Ilya when Kip calls him âgirlâ

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Kattigan, desperately trying to have a normal interaction as a cover:
Spies of the Night Court
3# Powers & Possibilities for @elriel-month
Oh my gosh! And her in a little traveling cloak!
Cradle- Ch 21
Thanks to everyone who has stuck around waiting for this fic while I did a ton of side projects for @elriel-month. Plus starting down a Heated Rivalry rabbit hole of a fic that I never planned to even touch. May has been wild. Like always- you can view this chapter over on AO3- or the full chapter is below the cut!
Cassian sat at the kitchen table, watching as Azriel made another of his motherâs magical soups. It was the only thing either of the sisters could stomach for the time being. When he arrived and heard Elainâs condition- he expected Azriel to kick them out- to leave them with nowhere safe to go. Instead, he had pointed him towards the other wing and a guest suite with two rooms, a small living area, and a bathroom. He heard faint footsteps and looked over his shoulder to see Nesta standing at the entrance to the kitchen, a blanket wrapped around her body.Â
Still thinking about Azune giving Enfasen that whole speech about hating Thjazi Fang and being loyal only to the Revolutionary Guard/Arcane Marshals and whoever commands them, which now is you, sir đŤĄ; and then 3 hours later as mere sidebar to the eveningâs intrigue & adventure, saying to Hal, âBy the way, do you want me to fuck up that guy for you, the one who hurt your friend? Iâll fuck him up for you. I donât care that heâs my colleague; but speak thy will and I shall see it done.â And Halâs like, âPlease donât.â and Azuneâs like, âOkay. đĽşđĄď¸đĄď¸đŤĄâ
Thjazi left Hal 2 swords, actually. One of them is finely honed, powerful in deception, magical in ways we donât yet fully understand, and utterly reliable, and the other is the Liarâs Blade.
after #shaneweek, we need to show some love to ilya, too! and with ilyaâs birthday coming up on june 15, itâs the perfect time to dedicate an entire week to celebrating our favourite russian menace hockey player ilya rozanov. so, from june 15th through june 21st, itâs #ilyaweek!
each day will have prompts to inspire your gifs, videos, edits, art, fics, headcanons, drabbles, playlists or whatever else sparks your creativity.
day one - favourite moment day two - favourite look day three - favourite quote day four - favourite trait day five - favourite relationship (romantic/platonic/familial) day six - a song that reminds you of ilya day seven - free choice
while some of the above prompts could technically be tailored to written work, each day will have fanfic-specific prompts:
day one - fluff day two - angst day three - smut day four - au day five - missing scene day six - pining day seven - free choice
donât forget to tag your posts with #ilyaweek, so we can see and make sure to reblog all your beautiful creations! we canât wait to see what you create and how youâll celebrate ilya rozanov <3

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Generations Rise- Ch 70: He Lies
Full Chapter over on AO3- preview below the cut!
Kiros and Atlantis stood in the Piazza di Spagna, waiting for the rangers to come to them. They had made sure their signatures were broadcast loud and clear, like a beacon to the rangers. They needed to pull them in. They had seen Kimberly, but they had no idea where Tommy was and while they had different goals- all of their goals involved the two of them.Â
What if the Cauldron was wrong?