indecisive.asexual

(these are in no particular order, and feature a range of topics, ratings, lengths, and possible warnings. as with any rec, please be sure to also double check for any triggers yourself before reading. however, I will not rec MCD and very rarely unhappy endings.

if you read one and enjoy it, please be sure to leave a comment or support! if you don't, just move on. be kind!)

💊 I KEEP CLOSING MY EYES BUT I CAN'T BLOCK YOU OUT by stardustvx

⤷ rating + length: G, 6k

⤷ summary:

Shane has a migraine before the game. He thinks he is good enough to play up until the second when he throws up all over Ilya Rozanov’s jersey. Yes, on the ice.

⤷ notes + warnings:

warning for everything mentioned in the summary, but everything is relatively non-graphic! it's got shane needing comfort and ilya readily giving it, migraine rep, and of course FEELINGS!

💊 INTO YOUR EARTHLY HANDS by scarlettroses

⤷ rating + length: T+, 57k, 13/? chaps

⤷ summary:

"Rozy," Brian, the team doctor says, "talk to me, buddy. That puck clipped you pretty good, how’s the pain?" Ilya blinks. He clenches his jaw against a wave of nausea. He rests his cheek on the ice, and the cold helps a little. "Bad. Very bad." He swallows. "Is Shane here?" [or, in the final MTL/BOS game of the year, ilya takes a puck to the head.]

⤷ notes + warnings:

PLEASE HEED ALL WARNINGS FOR INJURIES AND MEDICAL DESCRIPTIONS. this fic is heavy at times (my palms (and eyes) were sweating fr) but so, so well written, and has a lot of the ingredients from the post-concussion shane fics I enjoyed too. be aware that it's marked as ongoing, but at the time of the rec there is no unhappy ending or cliffhanger etc.!

🫂 SNOWPRINT TRACINGS by boxysmiles

⤷ rating + length: T+, 20k

⤷ summary:

Long before he ever sees a photo of her, Shane dreams of Irina Rozanova.

⤷ notes + warnings:

listen. I will cry at just about anything to do with irina's storyline but this was unlike any other ones that I've read before. I was holding my breath the whole time with how beautiful the writing was. the emotional beats of the story feel like waves, a perfect mix that had me captivated throughout and then in for a good, cathartic cry at the end. just beautiful.

🫂 THE HOLLANDERS HAVE ACQUIRED ILYA ROZANOV by leiascully

⤷ rating + length: T+, 10k

⤷ summary:

Dinner at the cottage is a family affair. Yuna and Ilya have a conversation.

⤷ notes + warnings:

I loveeeeeee ilya navigating the parents fr. this one is so sweet and well written. I love them :')

🔮 YOU CAN LIE (NOT TO ME) by newtntommy

⤷ rating + length: M, 51k

⤷ summary:

Every time your soulmate lies, their words are written on you. Shane doesn’t lie often. His soulmate does though.

⤷ notes + warnings:

the soulmate trope has never been one of my super faves but FUCK this one came out of nowhere and gripped me by the throat fr. the scenes and bits of character that were chosen as part of the storyline were brilliant, the liberties taken with canon fit perfectly, and it added a great flavor to the canon retelling.

🔮 CUT TO THE FEELING by Charlotte_Stant

⤷ rating + length: M, 12k

⤷ summary:

It had been a very weird day, but Shane wasn’t going to jerk off about it a second time.

⤷ notes + warnings:

18 y/o shane gets flung into the body of 35 y/o shane and has to navigate being married, having children, and his apparently very active and gratifying sex life before he's put back in his regular timeline. the plot was so much fun and shane's internal monologue was perfect, and I was giggling at what ended up being the catalyst when shane found out. so great.

🔮 CIRCLE BACK SEASON by anonymous

⤷ rating + length: T+, 9k

⤷ summary:

“Oh my god,” the intruder says, voice coming faster and higher-pitched. “Shane, what the fuck? Oh my god.” “Eeleeyah, come to my cottage,” Ilya mocks, voice muffled by Shane’s skin. “Don’t go to Russia. Come to my house instead. Is so private. No one will know…we will be completely alone. Together.” “Oh my god, is that Ilya Rozanov?” the intruder yelps like he's about to start hyperventilating. “Why is Ilya Rozanov half-naked in our kitchen, Shane?” “Okay, I know how this looks,” Shane tells Ilya, “But I mean, technically, we are still alone. Together.” [or, At the cottage, Shane and Ilya meet eighteen year old Shane Hollander. This is really only a surprise for one of them. Everyone handles it as well as can be expected.]

⤷ notes + warnings:

this has everythinggggg I love about a time travel fic, and I thought it was extra interesting the way that this one is set up. I was already expecting it to be good because I love a plot like this, but then the interactions between current day ilya and baby shane ?????? fuck I was UNWELL. I was so sad when it was over I could have read so much more fr it was amazing!!!!!!

💡 TORTURE ME (WITH ALL I'VE WANTED) by toomuchplor

⤷ rating + length: E, 7k

⤷ summary:

Regina to Edmonton was nine hours by bus if the weather was decent; it took a bit longer if — for example — your bus lost power on Highway 11 just past Dundurn, Saskatchewan. Team buses, night drives, and one way things might have started differently.

⤷ notes + warnings:

this was such a fun divergence and one that I've never seen any others similar to before. the vibes, as promised in the a/n, are just like sitting next to your crush on a highway coach, and said vibes were delightful (and also so fucking hot?) I feel like anything toeing the line of public sex or pda with hollanov is difficult to do within the confines of canon, but this one just. UGH. I ate it up. it's so good. it makes sense. I love them. PLUS!!! CHECK OUT THE ART LINKED AT THE END OF THE FIC! it's fucking gorgeous

💡 MATTER OF FACT, I CAUGHT YOU LOOKIN' BACK by sargeantwoof

⤷ rating + length: E, 19k

⤷ summary:

“No,” he says, smiling gently, like he doesn't know how irritating he's being. “Is my room first, da? You should speak with front desk.” Hollander stares at him. And then he starts to laugh. “You ask the front desk,” he shoots back, in between his odd wheezes. Ilya's heart starts to pound in double time, because this is not—this cannot be Shane Hollander playing bed chicken with him. Their competitiveness is fierce, to be certain, but surely, Hollander would be the bigger person, no? “This is my fucking room, Rozanov. Wild horses couldn't drag me away.” [OR: Ilya's apartment is under construction. Shane's in town for a game. It'd be a shame if they somehow had the same hotel room.]

⤷ notes + warnings:

THERE WAS ONLY ONE HOTEL ROOM OH NOOOOOO ;) this one made my heart ache in the best way it was SO true to character, great setup, great execution of the trope that wasn't overly similar to others. the YEARNING? I felt like rolling around on the floor fr the dialogue and characterization (and where it's set in the timeline of canon) all make the stakes feel even higher, and their feelings for each other are just so tangible. brilliantly done.

💡 THE WAITING GAME by RizandAce

⤷ rating + length: T+, 16k

⤷ summary:

“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.” [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.]

⤷ notes + warnings:

there's been several of this type of fic floating around (and I ate them all the fuck up) but this one starts with hayden + ilya and also includes shane + hayden, and ilya + svetlana in the later chapters (and of course ilya + shane), all conversations centered around their relationship and telling people/people finding out. the dialogue in this fic is fucking PHENOMENAL. the relationships between characters felt so authentic and the characterization was spot on by extension. even when there's not much happening in the scene the talking alone is so much fun to read. awesome awesome!!

💡 GOOD ON MY OWN ACCORD by impetuous

⤷ rating + length: E, 50k. 8/? chaps

⤷ summary:

No serious hockey fan or sports commentator worth their salt would have considered record-breaking Boston superstar Ilya Rozanov to be Shane Hollander’s rival exactly, but sleeping with a man who had a specific offense-related vendetta against him and a wrist shot like a jet engine to back it up was probably ill-advised just the same.

[Or, Shane is a goalie. Ilya can’t score.]

⤷ notes + warnings:

goalie shane is such a brilliant divergence to explore, and this one does it wonderfully! it makes a lot of sense to me, and I loved his characterization. and, as someone who is admittedly here for the fiction and knows next to nothing about the actual hockey, I was really pleasantly surprised to enjoy learning things about it in a way that felt seamless with the plot and not just info dumped. I can't wait to see how it concludes!

💡 LIKE FOR LIKE by smugrobotics

⤷ rating + length: T+, 3k

⤷ summary:

A nostalgic what-if where, instead of meeting at the World Junior Hockey Championships in 2008, Shane and Ilya meet a full year earlier - in a hockey group on Facebook. A year in the life of two hockey boys.

⤷ notes + warnings:

this one was just so fucking fun. I love any kind of fun coding and this one looks amazing and was a great medium for the character voices!!! I was grinning so wide by the time I finished it!!!

💡 RESET YOURSELF by lisa6

⤷ rating + length: M, 3k

⤷ summary:

“You know he’s wearing one of those, too,” Hayden said, pointing at Rozanov’s wedding ring. Rozanov snorted. “Yes, Pike.”

[Or: Hayden tries to comfort a jealous Ilya Rozanov.]

⤷ notes + warnings:

I subscribed to this author immediately after reading one of their other fics linked below, and I have had zero fucking regrets. just amazing writing all the way around. simple plot, genius execution, I had so much fun reading!!!! and it's hayden pov!!!!

💡 MENACE by Charlotte_Stant

⤷ rating + length: M, 5k

⤷ summary:

Of course Ilya had known that Shane would come back but it was gratifying, still, the text from Jane, Can we meet up when you’re here tomorrow, I don’t care where. I really need to see you. The intimation, probably accidental, that Shane was so very desperate he was open to the idea of Ilya fucking him in the street. Ilya typed and deleted many potential replies, which was not characteristic of him. (Or: Shane gets blackmailed. Ilya handles it.)

⤷ notes + warnings:

DELICIOUS fucking plot, and the writing itself only elevates it. I'm a sucker for any Situation that makes the independent character be vulnerable and ask for help - which we will NOT be reading into - and protective ilya was just the cherry on top. so so so good I read it multiple times and will definitely be back.

💋 LIKE ONE OF YOUR GIRLS by creamsicle_melt

⤷ rating + length: E, 5k

⤷ summary:

Rozanov posts on Instagram a lot. Not on his feed, but his stories. Every time he lands in a city, he posts a story. Usually it's just back of his seat, or sometimes the view out the window—on the tarmac, never anything exciting, one of just many cities their lives are broken up into—and a location tag. Low effort. It’s pretty obvious what it is. Guys laugh about it, call it Rozanov’s Fuck Signal. The easiest way to get the hot girls who follow him to slide into his DMs. Easy pussy.

⤷ notes + warnings:

starting this category off strong with another author I just recently found and am now fucking obsessed with. I am going to try really hard to come up with coherent words and not just undignified screeching to put here and in the next two recs. this one in particular does have quite a few warnings in the notes so be sure to check those first, but FUCK it's written in the exact style I love and toes that line right between character study and kink that (for me, at least) is evergreen. sooo interesting being inside shane's head, and the writing itself is so rich and perfectly restrained and just so fucking delicious. amazing. no notes.

💋 IT'S LIKE YOU NEVER HAD WINGS by creamsicle_melt

⤷ rating + length: E, 16k

⤷ summary:

No, Ilya isn’t a martyr, but he isn’t selfish either. Tonight he wants to be selfish. Ilya wants to use Shane. He wants to use his willingness, his body, his everything to make himself feel better. It’s a truth. Maybe an ugly one, but one that he owes to both himself and to Shane to accept. Tonight will be about him. And Shane, for his part, is a willing participant in it all. ‘I want to be useful,’ he had said.

⤷ notes + warnings:

I love gentle/soft dom Ilya as much as the next guy but this was.... WOOF I already think pain play with hollanov is so fun to explore but ilya with a little sadism streak is just fantastic. I was prepared to separate The Fic from The Character Lore to justify it, but honestly I didn't even need to. woven beautifully through canon and scorchingly hot and I also learned more about hockey again so yay!!!

💋 GIVE ME WHAT I WANT WHEN I'M READY by creamsicle_melt

⤷ rating + length: E, 4k

⤷ summary:

Hollander’s mouth flattens into the cutest, bitchiest little line. “Yeah, well, have you seen one on a guy before because…” he stops, waves a hand down at his crotch. “I have now,” Ilya answers honestly. He’s heard of it before, of course. Usually crude jokes amongst crude locker rooms, but he also knows for all the claims made from every other guy about how they’ve come across one, it’s rare. So of course Shane fucking Hollander gets the honour. Ilya can’t be mad though, considering that he’s about to reap the rewards of it.

[Shane Hollander wakes up with a pussy.]

⤷ notes + warnings:

another absolutely scalding character study through the lens of porn. once again check tags prior to reading but great smut, great characterization, loved ilya's pov and the way we see shane through it. I'm so fucking seated for whatever this author puts out next I'm HOOKED.

💋 LIKE A PEACH by fallbekind

⤷ rating + length: E, 7k

⤷ summary:

Something’s different, just in general. Like wearing sunglasses, a filter of sorts over everything, but if Shane was in any way honest with himself, he’d know it was more like going without for the first time. He’s painfully aware of his body these days; how it looks, how it moves, how it responds to… stimuli. And it is responding, lately. His bruises, too: always just there, so used to them they’d barely registered anymore, but recently there’s been a sort of constant hum of them at the edge of his awareness. It’s a layer of input he really doesn’t need right now, busy as he is. But he’s been woken up. Restless. Needy. Late in bed, when all his chores are done, fingers travel up to his collarbone, where the newest acquisition is waiting for him.

⤷ notes + warnings:

we love a bruise kink in this house and this one is soooooo good. it has freak4freak, it has yearning, it has tasteful time skips to better illustrate the character development, and the sex is also of course amazing. love a character being scared of their own desires and Shane is a perfect palette for it.

💋 BEFORE SOMETHING BREAKS THAT CANNOT BE FIXED by justhockey

⤷ rating + length: E, 3k

⤷ summary:

Shane is used to feeling fuzzy with Rozanov. Like he’s floating higher, higher, higher. But this - this isn’t that. Shane isn’t floating, he’s falling. Sinking down, down, down below, into darkness. It feels like there are waves crashing over his head, cold and sharp like needles against his skin, and when he does manage to breach the surface for a moment, he’s met with thick fog and a starless sky. It feels sort of like a concussion, but not. There’s no pain, just…haziness. Just a gaping, empty feeling, right in the centre of his chest. (Or, Vegas rewritten.)

⤷ notes + warnings:

another trope I could have a hundred of. this one in particular stood out to me because of the descriptions and the prose re: subdrop. it gets so tender and intimate at the end too it's so good.

💋 LUCKY BASTARD by ghosttotheparty

⤷ rating + length: M, 10k

⤷ summary:

“I like it,” he says weakly. “I like it, I like you holding me like this.” “Like what?” “Like you own me.” [or; They're falling in love. They can't have it, even if they can have each other, just for a little while.]

⤷ notes + warnings:

this fic has definitely already made its rounds but I just read it recently and ohhhhh boy I can see why. the dynamic between shane and ilya is so intense and so fragile, both as a result of the canon timeline and this kickass characterization. hollanov is freak4freak, and with me in the mix it's freak4freak4freak. this list of tags is like crack for me. it had me at spit kink and I didn't look back once. it's just so INTIMATE like my face was hot. seriously so so so good.

💋 HOLDING PATTERNS by thecouchsofa

⤷ rating + length: E, 6k

⤷ summary:

“Do you want to know how it feels?” Shane let his hand fall back to the couch. He pushed himself up onto his elbows and lifted a brow at Rozanov. “What – holding the Cup? You’ve already made that joke once.” “No.” Rozanov’s fingers encircled Shane’s wrist and then he was pulling Shane’s hand between his legs. Or: Shane tops.

⤷ notes + warnings:

I'm not really one to do things out of spite, but every time I see a lengthy post ranting about fandom binaries and '[character] would NOT do this thing' it just makes me go look for media in which [character] does, in fact, do that thing. that led me to the bottom ilya tag this time around, and I had a fucking fantastic time. I was already a fan of this author's writing so I was excited to see a plot like this, and it definitely didn't disappoint - also a great option if you're in the mood for a bottom ilya fic that still holds true to dom ilya/sub shane !!!

💋 THE FEELING OF THE FLESH by citrusses

⤷ rating + length: E, 2k

⤷ summary:

Ilya knew he was weird about this.

⤷ notes + warnings:

listen this is my blog I'm allowed to be a little freak this is my free pass and I'm using it on erotic body horror lactation kink and mommy issues ilya ok. you can't stop me.

💋 TENDER PARTS by mcshrug

⤷ rating + length: E, 7k

⤷ summary:

Shane isn't used to people touching him. Then he meets Ilya Rozanov.

⤷ notes + warnings:

I loveeeeeee a touch starved character and shane hollander is prime material. pair that with ilya greedy rozanov and BOOM you get great smut and even better character commentary

💋 AT PINPOINT by chaentics

⤷ rating + length: E, 20k, 2/3 chaps

⤷ summary:

“No one else knows of these,” Ilya tells him, and there it is, that glint of possessiveness in Hollander’s eyes. It makes Ilya’s head reel. And it is why he doesn’t hesitate to say, “I could mark you just like that. If you want.” Hollander moans around him, his hand scrambling to get past the press of his jeans, into his underwear, to get himself off. “Would last longer than bruises,” Ilya continues. “Maybe forever.”

⤷ notes + warnings:

ending with yet another absolute banger. I'm honestly struggling to summarize it in a way that captures just how feral I went over this while I was reading it. my notes are just one big keysmash and a bunch of !!!??!!???!?!???!!!! which I think means I have ascended past the need for regular language and have been irrevocably and fundamentally changed. the tags are scarce but please please give this one a shot it's written phenomenally well, the inner monologue is fantastic and the characterization is spot on, and we know hollanov pain kink is famous in this house. AND this is coming from someone who has a legitimate fear of the kink instrument here so you know I mean it. I was hooked on every line, every piece of dialogue, the descriptions and the concept as a whole. I had to stare at my ceiling after I finished it. I cannot WAIT for the last part. (also, if you happen to be a fan of CNC this author also wrote this fic!!!!)

🗣️ TONGUES-A-WAGGING by anonymous

⤷ rating + length: T+, 29k

⤷ summary:

Barstool Sports Canada reports that Montreal Metros captain Shane Hollander has started learning Russian from new teammate and Russian rookie Sergei Dovonchezky. Ilya has some thoughts. None of them are particularly kind.

⤷ notes + warnings:

another one I've been seeing everywhere that I thoroughly enjoyed. it's got shane learning russian, it's got jealous ilya, it's got feelings confession and it's set in that delicious slot of time right between tampa and shane's concussion where they haven't really defined the relationship yet other than knowing they both want to be together in some capacity, so the yearning and the not being sure what's 'allowed' adds sooooo much flavor.

🗣️ TALK ABOUT IT by some1_around

⤷ rating + length: M, 7k

⤷ summary:

“You will not be so nice when we beat you,” Ilya told Shane Hollander, holding onto his hand, not letting him pull away. Not yet. But Hollander’s brow furrowed, not in anger but in confusion. “Ah, um, sorry,” Hollander said. “Merci. My English is bad. Worse… than you. Maybe slower?” And he leaned in, like that would help him understand. Ilya’s eyebrows rose, and his smile widened. Or, Ilya Rozanov grew up in Russia. Shane Hollander was raised in France. When they first meet, neither of them can speak English very well. Somehow, it’s easier to understand each other when words aren’t getting in the way.

⤷ notes + warnings:

this was just fucking perfect I love them soooooo bad no notes I will be rereading

✍️ SAFE PLACE TO LAND by glowingregards

⤷ rating + length: G, 6k

⤷ summary:

Shane doesn't fall apart loudly. He spirals, shuts down, missteps. Ilya pays attention. He stays. He helps Shane learn what it feels like to be noticed without being corrected. or, 5 times Shane needs help regulating his autism, and Ilya is there for him + 1 time Shane is there for Ilya.

⤷ notes + warnings:

beautifully written depiction of shane's inner monologue and the way he interacts with the world and with ilya. shane was written so authentically and ilya is perfect and patient and every bit of it is just so good. the scenes included and the deviations from canon were all intentional and lovely. filed under fics that made me tear up. loved loved loved.

✍️ PALE IMITATIONS by theribbonsweregreen

⤷ rating + length: M, 2k

⤷ summary:

L: It’s easy to quit if you really want to. L: I just didn’t want to. Ilya Rozanov quits smoking for the umpteenth time. Or – everything is about smoking, except for smoking which is about Shane Hollander.

⤷ notes + warnings:

I fucking love an experimental piece with gritty character introspection and prose that you could prick your fingers on. just such a genuinely cool piece. I need more people to read it and scream with me.

He feels like he's not giving his team his all when he should be.

He feels like he doesn't deserve the letter "C" that's on his jersey.

He feels like maybe he shouldn't even be the starting center, and, like, maybe, it should be Shane instead.

Because Shane hasn't been missing passes all day.

He shakes his head, trying to get that idea out of it, because he can't let himself think that.

He's thought himself better than or at least equal to Shane on the ice the whole time they've known each other.

He's just having a bad day, and he knows it.

He just hates that it still happens. That he questions everything about his life when he has everything he could ask for.

Everyone knows about him and Shane, and he has a ring on his finger to prove it. He has a family that he shares with Shane, including his sweet and wonderful dog. He has an amazing team that supports him, and that team is bound for the playoffs for the second year in a row.

He should be deliriously happy, but, somehow, some days, he just isn't.

This is just one of those days.

He sighs as Shane skates over to him, giving him a questioning look.

One that quietly asks if he's having one of those days.

He nods miserably, afraid he'll give himself away to the rest of the team, because his eyes are brimming with tears.

Shane rubs his hand over his back in a few soothing circles before some of their teammates scold them for flirting during practice.

Ilya sighs and whispers to Shane, "I'll be okay."

He blinks the tears back and skates back to where he's supposed to be. Then he suffers through the rest of practice with the same self-deprecating thoughts running on loop.

He's half tempted to pull the "c" off his jersey when he gets to the locker room. Instead he strips the jersey off and sits and stares at it until Troy asks him if he's okay.

"I do not deserve this," Ilya says, picking at the "c."

Troy frowns at him. "Yes, you do. I haven't forgotten about you bringing me Gatorade last year when I really needed it."

"That was one time," Ilya says dismissively.

"And when you made me feel safe enough to come out to you," Troy adds.

"Okay," Ilya says, his throat tight because he still wants to be dismissive.

"And encouraged me to go after Harris," Troy says. "You're a great captain, Ilya."

"Thank you," Ilya manages before he flees for the showers, letting his tears mix with the flowing water.

XXX

Once they're home, Shane volunteers to make pasta while Ilya stares listlessly at ESPN.

Once the pasta is finished, Shane brings Ilya a bowl and sits down next to him with his own.

"Did you take your medicine?" Shane asks, because, as they both know, not taking it can cause a bad day.

But, no, Ilya checked his pill container already, and that wasn't the culprit. Only his shitty brain is to blame.

"Yes," Ilya says.

Shane chews on his pasta thoughtfully as Ilya devours his own.

Once they're done, Shane moves the bowls to the coffee table and climbs into Ilya's lap and wraps his arms tightly around him. "I know it doesn't fix it, but I want you to know I love you. I love you so much."

"It helps," Ilya says as wraps his own arms around Shane's.

They rock together until Ilya starts drowsing off.

"Come on, sweetheart," Shane says, "let's get you to bed. Hopefully tomorrow will be better."

“Ilya,” he whispers to himself now, whimpering softly at the way his heart gives a thump under his ribcage, hard enough he has to reach up and try to soothe the ache with his clenched fist. “Fuck.”

There are two cans of ginger ale on the counter, one is the empty one he drank earlier, and the other is there waiting for him.

“Fuck,” he repeats once more as his traitorous feet carry him over to the refrigerator and not Ilya’s front door. Opening the appliance, his breath catches in his throat even though he’s not surprised at all at what he finds.

Two cases of Canada Dry, one of which is unopened.

“Fuck me,” he sighs out, his shoulders, which had been close to his ears, drop. The anxiety he felt moments ago was replaced with an embarrassing realization. He’s been a clueless coward.

He looks at the front door once more and then back towards the quiet livingroom.

Time to be brave.

He walks back into the space softly, and what he finds might actually break his heart. Ilya is still sitting where he left him, with his back hunched, his head dropped between his shoulders, and his gaze on the floor. He looks defeated, and Shane curses silently again, this time at himself.

“Do you like ginger ale?”

Ilya startles at his words, his beautiful, bright eyes wide and glassy.

“What– “ he starts, his confusion quickly replaced by annoyance. “What are you still doing here, Hollander. You have a meeting in the morning, remember?”

Shane winces at Ilya’s sharp tone, but pushes forward.

“Answer the question, Ilya,” he says, trying not to shout victoriously when Ilya’s eyes widen at Shane’s use of his name. ‘See!’ he wants to crow. ‘It’s a life-altering moment to use each other's first names, asshole.’

“What is the question again?” Ilya asks, taking on an insolent pose on the couch. It might have convinced Shane of Ilya’s disinterest in the conversation earlier, but that was before the cases of sodas, before he whispered Shane’s name like a prayer.

“Do you like ginger ale? Do you drink it?”

Ilya is quiet for a moment, his eyes shifting, moving over every inch of Shane’s face quickly, studying him as Shane holds his breath, his heart beating so loudly he can hear it.

“No,” Ilya says as he stands up slowly. “I don’t drink ginger ale, it's boring soda.”

Shane nods rapidly, letting out a wet laugh. “Right.”

“Hollander –,” Ilya starts, his voice lined with concern when Shane reaches up to quickly wipe at the moisture he can feel gathering on his lashes.

He takes a step towards him.

“No,” Shane shakes his head, wincing when the word causes Ilya to stop in his tracks. “No, I don’t – I don’t mean don’t come closer. I mean no, don’t call me Hollander.”

Ilya gives him a wary look, no doubt Shane’s earlier freakout playing in his mind. “Is your name.”

“No point in trying to put the genie back in the bottle, Ilya,” he answers with a wry smile. “Please.”

Ilya stares at him silently and still while Shane wills him to do it, to be braver than Shane could ever be. It’s not fair, Ilya has been stepping out on the ledge of this, of them all day, Shane realizes. Inviting him to his home in the first place, asking him to stay, holding him as they slept, cooking for him, those two fucking cases of boring soda.

His name.

‘Please, please, say it again, please be brave one more time, and I promise I’ll be brave too. I swear, I’ll meet you where you are. I want to be there with you. It’s all I want. Please, please, please.’

“Shane.”

He moves, crosses the short distance between them, his arms going around Ilya, his face pressed into the space where his neck and shoulder meet. He squeezes Ilya tightly and shakes when, after a moment, Ilya wraps his arms around him too, holding on to him just as firmly.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers into Ilya’s shoulder, kissing the skin beneath his mouth, sighing when he feels the man in his arms do the same. He never did manage to put on that stupid shirt earlier. “I freaked out.”

“I noticed,” Ilya says dryly, a hint of amusement in his tone.

“Shut up,” Shane laughs out softly as he pulls back to look at Ilya, his body heating up with the first licks of arousal as Ilya sensually runs his hands up and down his back.

Ilya makes a noise at the back of his throat as he brings a hand up to Shane’s cheek, cupping it as his thumb brushes the skin under his eye. His freckles, Shane knows, Ilya likes them.

“Please tell me you feel this too,” he whispers nervously, but pushes forward, trying to be brave. “It’s different than other times, right? That’s why you called me Shane?”

Ilya’s hand stops, his eyes once again roaming over Shane’s features like he’s trying to commit them to memory. He feels tense under Shane’s hands, and Shane can’t help but squeeze him again.

He swallows hard when Ilya lets out a sigh. “Da,” he whispers back, nodding his head once.

“That scares me,” Shane admits, his voice not going up any higher.

Ilya nods again. “Me too.”

Shane blinks quickly as his eyes fill. Fuck. “I’m more scared of leaving here and not having this anymore, though,” he continues honestly. “This between us is so complicated, but the thought of never touching you again scares the shit out of me.”

“Shane,” Ilya says quietly. He leans forward, his head pressed against his. Shane sighs as Ilya kisses him softly, shuddering when Ilya deepens the kiss. He opens under Ilya’s mouth, moaning at the familiar and addictive taste that is Ilya Rozanov. They move backwards, and soon they find themselves back on the couch in the same position from earlier – Ilya beneath him, with Shane straddling his lap.

“Shane,” Ilya says again, this time needy and rough as Shane is helpless but to grind his hardening dick against Ilya’s already hard one.

“I don’t think I can keep pretending I don’t like you anymore,” Shane whispers, his eyes closing in pleasure when Ilya sinks his hand into his joggers, his warm calloused hand wrapping around his cock, giving it that familiar stroke and twist Ilya does that makes Shane see stars.

“Then don’t,” Ilya answers with a broken groan. It comes out like a plea. He gives Shane a biting kiss up his jaw until he gets to his ear. “And I won’t either.”

“Ilya,” Shane groans, his hips rocking forward as Ilya touches him.

“I like you,” Ilya says as he pulls back to look at him, his hand never stopping the pleasure he’s giving Shane. “As a person, not just a mouth. I like you as a man, as mine.”

Shane freezes at the word.

‘Mine’.

“Is that what you want?” he asks breathlessly, his thighs tightening around Ilya’s hips as Ilya brings him closer to the edge, his hold on his cock perfect.

“Yes,” Ilya answers, honest and direct in a way they have never been before this. “Is what I want, is what you are. Mine, Shane Hollander, only mine.”

“Fuck, Ilya,” Shane groans, his body shaking at his words and his impending orgasm rushing to the surface.

“Tell me, Shane,” Ilya demands, his free hand grabbing his ass to pull him even closer to his body. “Tell me.”

“Yeah,” Shane breathes out. “I’m yours.”

“And you’re not running away again,” Ilya continues roughly, reminding Shane of the hurt he caused earlier.

Shane shakes his head, licking his dry lips, swallowing back a whimper as Ilya leans in to lick his lips too before kissing him hard and wet.

“Come for me, moya lyubov,” Ilya pleads urgently. “Let me see it.”

Shane lets out a moan, unable to do anything but do what Ilya asks, spilling into his pants and all over Ilya’s hand, trembling as Ilya keeps stroking him until he’s wrung out the last drop of his orgasm out of him. When he’s done, he all but collapses on Ilya, letting out a satisfied sigh as Ilya holds him, his hand caressing his back in a repetitive motion that eases any remaining tension out of Shane’s body.

“What about you?” he questions quietly after a moment.

“I am all good,” Ilya answers, and Shane pulls back to see a light flush on the man’s face.

“Do you mean – “ he trails off, raising an eyebrow in question as he looks down at Ilya’s lap.

“Yes,” Ilya gets out, huffing and rolling his eyes when Shane can’t help but grin proudly. “Don’t be smug, you try not coming when you have a needy Shane Hollander writhing on your lap.”

Shane chuckles softly as he leans in to press his smiling lips into Ilya's own soft smile. “We’re in deep trouble, aren’t we?” He doesn’t just mean their careers and how everyone will react to their relationship if it gets out. He means their relationship itself and how, even though it would be smarter to walk away from this, Shane now knows there is no possibility of that. The world can come down on their heads, but Shane can’t give up Ilya.

“Maybe, probably yes,” Ilya answers honestly, the side of his mouth tilting up, his bright eyes soft and hopeful. “But if we’re together, we can be okay, I think.”

Shane hears the words unspoken, the words Ilya’s been trying to tell him with tuna melts and cases of ginger ale. He has a place here with Ilya, by his side, right where Ilya wants him to be.

“Together,” he says softly, still scared but determined. Ilya’s growing smile makes the fear worth it.

If it wasn't for that meddling kid by ARustySpork, ilya/shane & oc & cast, 4.6k wip     Ilya stays in Boston, get's a rookie, and tries to figure out how to make a secret long distance relationship work while there's a Russian teenager in his house

Duty of Care by boopboop, ilya/shane & david/yuna & cliff & svetlana & alexei, nsfw, 39.1k wip     If there’s ever been any doubt in his mind just how much Shane loves this man, it vanishes with the glossy blankness of Ilya’s expression. Blood from a stone indeed. “My father was very fair,” Ilya says immediately, and it’s got the rigid, almost mechanical emphasis of something practiced a thousand times. “If I was bad, I pay price. No problem.” “I think maybe we have a different definition of the word fair.”

Family Vacation by ofmonticello, ilya/shane & hayden/jackie, 8.9k     the pikes join ilya and shane on vacation to the bahamas, and everything that happens is actually way easier than any of them expected. hayden gets hit on, jackie appreciates some quality relaxation, and hollanov go on like they always do.

Another Dinner with the Pikes (and Why Did I Agree to This?) by Icyhot_Kem, ilya/shane & hayden/jackie, 4.4k     Hayden promised he’d try his best and somehow that meant getting roped into having another dinner with Ilya Rozanov of all people.

Choices by Rivulet027, ilya(/shane) & hayden(/jackie) & ruby & jade, 1.2k     Ruby wants to switch which summer camp she's going to. After Hayden realizes something about the conversation upset Ilya.

Princess by peiceabread, ilya/shane, ~1k     Only Ilya Rozanov gets to call his husband princess, Or Ilya fighting bc another man called his husband princess

That Time When the Centaurs Get Talked into Running an Adult Hockey Clinic by Meishali, ilya/shane & centaurs, 1.1k     Ottawa WAG and team chats about to check or not to check.

Married and Mic'd by CaptainKenway, ilya/shane & centaurs & voyageurs, 1.6k     Ilya is mic’d up for an Ottawa vs Montreal game much to his husband’s exasperation.

Find The Words by dhyanshiva, ilya/shane & hayden, 2.4k     Pike’s ‘‘hey babe, yeah no I’m still here’’ said so softly down the phone to the smarter Pike spouse does nothing to make Ilya feel better. Envy curdles in his empty stomach instead. Fucker. Good friend, yes, for being here, but still. He was making this very awkward for Ilya and that was enough. He glared harder as the man continued to talk, willing him to move.

The Interview by ticketyboo00, ilya/shane & cliff & bears, 8k wip     Several years into Rozanov’s career, ESPN hires a reporter fluent in Russian.

Black and Blue by linascribbles, ilya/shane, NSFW, 6.2k     Shirt swapping or jersey swapping is a tradition in sports where players of opposing teams swap jerseys with each other at the end of a match as a sign of mutual respect.

Shane Hollander Is Not Here to Explain Himself by theaa, ilya/shane & yuna & oc, 5.1k     Now thirty-one, Hollander is sitting across from me on a soft leather couch, part of a home study in the Muskoka lake house he owns. (His parents’ cottage, the one from his childhood, is a ten-minute drive away.) It’s a tastefully decorated room, with big ceiling-high windows that let in plenty of summer light, and walnut shelves full of books — mostly sports-related. Hollander looks at home here, dressed in a loose pair of light-wash jeans and a plain navy t-shirt, which shows off his impressive arm muscle. Everything is just the right side of comfortably casual.

Geiger Counter by littlesystems, ilya(/shane) & kip(/scott) & elena/svetlana, 3.2k     Kip Grady meets Ilya Rozanov at a gay bar while watching the Admirals game. Somehow, that’s not even the strangest part of his evening.

blind eyes red by linearities, ilya/shane, 2.4k     When one has a boyfriend as attractive as Shane Hollander, it is hard to keep everyone from looking at him. Luckily for Ilya, he's mastered the art of pissing people off, especially his boyfriend. And he's just as sure Shane Hollander actually likes it.

close to heaven by lisa6, ilya/shane, NSFW, 1.9k     You think he gets off on that? Hayden texts, and Shane fights off the wild urge to send back, I do, just so that Hayden can knock some sense back into him. Or: Shane watches a Boston game. Ilya scores goals, trash-talks, and gets Shane hard in the process.

Curiosity killed the cat, indeed. by Myyyr_miu, ilya/shane & hayden/jackie & cliff, 4.7k     “Baby, there’s nothing I haven’t already told you… except maybe—” He glanced up. “For some reason, Shane has a Russian keyboard on his phone. Last week, when my phone died and I texted you from his, I noticed it. English, French… and Russian.” Oh. Shit. Jackie’s eyes lit up with interest. “A Russian keyboard? ”

can i go where you go by heydoeydoey, ilya/shane & david/yuna, 2.9k     “I’m going to make pasta,” David announces, and Ilya wonders if this is the Hollander answer to stressful situations. He likes it, even if pasta wasn’t his first choice for dinner. “Want to help?” “Um,” Ilya says, “yes. Okay.”

911, Jackie speaking by camiii, ilya/shane & hayden/jackie, 6.5k     “Jackie?” Shane’s question cuts through the silence, and Jackie winces at the frantic rasp of his voice. “Right here, honey.” She tries to keep her voice light, wrapping her hand around Hayden’s wrist and meeting his worried gaze over the phone. “What’s going on?” “I need your help.” Shane croaks out. “They called, but they won’t - I need to know if he’s okay, but they won’t tell me.”

Ilya Rozanov's Boyfriend's Ex-Girlfriend by synchronik, ilya/shane & rose, NSFW, 4.5k     Shane comes down the hall, hands shoved in his pockets, making eyes at Ilya that beg "please behave" and behind him is Rose Fucking Landry. The actress. The woman Ilya had seen in the club, her hand up Shane's shirt. The woman Shane had fucked. Twice.

side effects by justanotherexlover, ilya/shane & galina, NSFW, 4.1k     Ilya continued kissing Shane’s neck, sucking and licking here and there as his husband moved his hips down desperately, searching for any friction. Ilya wondered if he should let Shame rut on him desperately until he came in his briefs, or if he should take him right here on the couch, but realized with a start that his cock was still soft.

As Long As You Need Someone by FestiveFerret, ilya/shane & yuna, 5k     Ilya gets the flu, but Shane has to go back to Montreal to play and can't take care of him. So he calls in reinforcements.

as high as i might (i can't get that high) by residentrookie, ilya/shane & hayden, 10.6k     Shane Hollander accidentally gets very high. That's it, that's the fic.

Twelve Years, Still Ours by leialoo7, ilya/shane & centaurs & farrah, NSFW, 7.5k     Twelve years after filming their first CCM ad together, Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov are asked to return for a follow-up campaign. The offer sparks reflection and conversation about privacy, visibility, and what it means to exist openly as a married couple in the NHL.

hayden pike v the ‘lily’ thing by goldengalaxies, ilya/shane & hayden, 4k     “Just hang up.” A very, very familiar Russian voice. What the fuck? Ilya goddamn Rozanov was with Shane, at the cottage. With Shane. Oh, holy fuck. Lily. Ilya. (hayden has a long standing dislike for ‘lily’. a second phone call at the cottage makes him dislike lily even more)

Epic Centaur Prank War (Gone Wrong) by uselessaries, ilya/shane & centaurs, 5k     Ilya welcomes Shane to the Centaurs by playing a prank on him. Shane retaliates. They have always been competitive. Based on real pranks NHL players have played on each other. (Mainly the Penguins)

Emergency Contact by UglyGreenJacket, ilya/shane, 2.8k     They lie in silence for a few moments, the only sound being the steady and slow beating of Shane’s heart on the monitor. He’s perfectly content to just bask in Ilya’s presence and form until the doctor comes back, but eventually, he can feel Ilya staring at him. So he opens his eyes and sees an expectant look on his husband’s face. “What?” Shane questions. “Are we going to talk about it?” Shane’s brows draw down in confusion. “Talk about what?” A mischievous grin splits Ilya’s face. “That I am your emergency contact.” “Oh, my god,” Shane groans. “You are not going to make this a thing. It’s not a big deal.”

The things Hayden will do for his wife (and his best friend) (definitely not for himself) by frizzyanya, ilya/shane & hayden/jackie, nsfw, 2.8k     THE MUTE BUTTON ON SHANE'S PHONE DIDN'T WORK

you'll be mine (and I'll be yours) by theprinceandagcd, ilya/shane, NSFW, 6.2k     Ilya hums, playing the card he's been considering for this entire conversation. “We could make more interesting, yes? A bet.” “A bet,” Shane repeats, eyes flashing. “Like what?” The reporter cuts in. “What about wearing the other player’s jersey?”

hot mics and hotter rivalries (or how i learned to stop worrying and let my boyfriend out us on national television) by pucksandpower, ilya/shane & hayden & centaurs & voyageurs, nsfw, 6k     Shane Hollander is going to murder his agent. And he means that literally. Because his agent is the reason he’s currently wearing a hot mic during Hockey Night in Canada. Against the Ottawa Centaurs. Against Ilya.

Move Over Montreal WAGs...We've Got a HAB by Ubiquitously_Ubiquitous, ilya/shane & centaur wags, 3.1k wip     Or…the one where Shane gets added to the Centaurs WAG group chat and keeps leaving...and they keep adding him back in...and Ilya keeps answering for him…and a year later, they finally learn they’ve had a HAB (and a Hab) in their group the whole time

Hayden is Not Stupid by Verdant_Words, ilya/shane & hayden, 3k     Hayden may be unobservant, but he's not stupid. After 10 years, he's figured out why Shane has hidden Lily for so long.

Something New by Rizandace, ilya/shane, nsfw, 4.1k     “It was in 2013. The first time, we were in that stupid apartment of yours in Montreal. So many pillows, you hired someone to decorate. I knew it was your first time, like that, with anybody. I wanted to make it good for you so badly. I’d thought a lot about it. I’d planned for it, like I never would have for anybody else I’ve been with. I didn’t expect— I didn’t realize how right it would be. I wanted to stay, I wanted to stay in that bed forever just to hold you.” “Holy shit,” Shane says. Ilya sighs, glares at him. “You have got to stop saying that in response to my romantic declarations. Is bad for my nerves.”

Montreal Girl by SourLeminade, ilya/shane & cliff, 2.2k     Not for the next two fucking years, when everything they played a game in Montreal, Ilya was fucking salivating at his phone. Probably hoping this girl would just fucking invite him over already. Cliff is certain he failed every time because he was Ilya’s roommate, and they would either end up in bed alone at the end of the night or kick each other out for a little while. Cliff has got to give it to the Montreal Girl. Two years is a long time to keep a professional hockey player wrapped around your finger with no sex. So, two years later, Cliff finally brings it up again.

give my heart a listen by markofalover, ilya/shane & hayden, nsfw, 1.4k     Ilya kisses him, soft, chaste. He pulls back just a little, his smile all teeth. “I was thinking about how much I want to knock you out.” Shane leans back, eyebrows pulling together as he laughs, a soft breath. “What?” “Knock you out,” Ilya repeats, bumping their noses together while he grinds down, filthy. “Put a baby in you.”

Take Care by five_ht, ilya/shane & svetlana, 2.1k     August 2017: Svetlana finally meets Jane, because Ilya has failed to anticipate the inevitable result of sharing the code for his front door with more than one person.

Take that, Scott Hunter by makenalei, ilya/shane & scott/kip, 3.5k     No one ever thought that anyone in the NHL would top Scott Hunter's epic coming out, Scott included. He watches in real time as he's ousted as reigning NHL queer icon. Naturally, it had to be Rozanov to do it.

the support group by goldengalaxies, ilya/shane & hayden & cliff, 3.7k     (cliff & hayden's guide to surviving hollanov)

Ilya Rozanov, Literary Genius by missfimbleton, ilya/shane, 1.6k     ‘Vodka & Ginger Ale, Ilya Rozanov X Shane Hollander’ “I believe is called fanfiction Hollander, is very popular with young people,” Ilya replies casually. “And would you care to explain why, when I opened my laptop, it asked me if I wanted to publish another chapter?”

Reluctantly supportive by CherryPie0, ilya/shane & hayden, 1.7k     Hayden should have known better than to insist that Shane have a drink. Now he's stuck with his best friend drunk and gushing over his asshole boyfriend, while they're waiting for said asshole boyfriend to show up. Best birthday ever.

friends in high places by gurlsrool, ilya/shane & troy/harris & eric/kyle & scott/kip & ryan/fabian & centaurs, 6.6k     In which Harris adds Ilya and Shane to a gay WAGs group chat

Best part of waking up by lately, ilya/shane, NSFW, 1.5k     Ilya wakes up first. They bang about it.

Mic'd Up with Ilya Rozanov: OTT vs MTL | January 5, 2021 by kwiewi, ilya/shane & troy/harris & centaurs, 1.6k     Mic'd Up with Ilya Rozanov: OTT vs MTL | January 5, 2021 4:56 ▶️ Posted by OTTAWA CENTAURS OFFICIAL CHANNEL ✔ | 4 hours ago

supercilious & other english mishaps by imperfectcircle, kenopsia (indie), ilya/shane & scott/kip, 2.7k wip     Twitter has a lot to say after Scott Hunter's big moment. Fully formatted. Maybe the real Hollanov was the friends we made along the way.

What the Beat Reporter Didn't Tweet by notlayingroses, ilya/shane & centaurs & ocs, 8.5k     Five things the Cens beat reporter DIDN'T tweet in Shane and Ilya's first year together on the Cens, and one major thing that she did.

What's In A Name by boopboop, ilya/shane, nsfw, 1.2k     Shane wipes his eyes, still catching his breath. "What, you don't have any Russian towns with rude names?"

does anybody have a map? by Archived_owned, ilya/shane & hayden/jackie, 2.9k     “Okay. That part I get. But fuck, man, why him?” Hayden barked.

baby steps by luminvies, ilya/shane & yuna, 4.6k     Ilya reacts to videos of Shane playing hockey as a child.

let me give you innovation (got that good good) by splatticus, ilya/shane & centaurs, NSFW, 3.1k wip     Ilya can't keep out of the box, so he's not allowed to put it in anymore.

all dressed up with nowhere to behave (or ilya finally convinces shane to wear a butt plug in public) by annabananaaa, ilya/shane & cast, NSFW, 6.2k     Ever since Shane had shown up to Ilya’s house a few years ago on Halloween after driving all the way from Montreal wearing a plug, Ilya had been trying to get Shane to do it again. So far, Shane had refused, claiming it was “inappropriate” to involve other people in their sex life, but Ilya can be very persausive and Shane really does like to be bad sometimes.

(never) meet your heroes by gurlsrool, ilya/shane & troy/harris & eric/kyle & centaurs, 6.2k     In which internet discourse ensues, the gay players of the NHL bicker in the group chat, and Shane would just like to get through the weekend without his husband starting another twitter scandal.

love is stored in the pelmeni by Anonymous, ilya/shane & ocs, 3.7k     “It is the worst day of my life,” Ilya declares, throwing himself dramatically onto one of the kitchen stools. “I went to go get lunch at Russian place I like, the one with lamb pelmeni? They had sign on the door. They are closing. Forever.”

HOLLANDER’S DICK #1 FAN by fingersfallingupwards, ilya/shane & david/yuna & hayden & bears & voyageurs, 9.4k     Shane is finally ready to come out on his own terms in an emotional Instagram post about his relationship with Ilya... The only problem is everyone thinks he was hacked. To be fair, Ilya writing: No is true, I'm gay for Hollander, did not help.

Maybe: Jane by anatomybygreys, ilya/shane & hayden & cliff & rose & bears & oc, 5.7k     The Boston Raiders tease Rozanov about his mystery long distance girlfriend, sending Jane stories and embarrassing pictures of Ilya. Shane and Ilya don’t think much of it - until Theo Michaud gets traded to from Boston to Montreal and updates his contact list. Set during Ilya's last year as a Raider and Michaud's first day as a Metro.

Accounting by theribbonsweregreen, ilya/shane, nsfw, 3.7k     Shane and Ilya talk about personal finance, porn and they are in love.

Make a Man (Lose His Head) by CrazyDaysLikeThese, ilya/shane, NSFW, omegaverse, 13.9k     When Ilya goes down from a hit by one of the Montreal Metros, Shane falls into a feral protective rage - one with lasting consequences.

#RedditGate by mannaray, ilya/shane & hayden & rose, 2.3k     In which Shane Hollander's Reddit account is discovered by a Twitter user and sub-sequentially Ilya Rozanov's account is found by association.

Meet Cute by manyfandomsmember, ilya/shane, 3k     Shane has a meet-cute in the produce aisle. Ilya briefly contemplates murder via shopping cart.

maybe i'm too busy (being yours) by coffeeandbows, ilya/shane, NSFW, 1.5k     Ilya nudges Shane onto his side, reaching to grab the lube and a condom from the bedside table. Shane watches him over his shoulder, grabbing the condom when Ilya turns around. “Can we -,” he swallows, “Not use this. Right now at least. Not always, I can’t -,” he huffs a small, self deprecating laugh, then continues rambling, “I’m clean. And you said - We get tested a lot and —.” Ilya kisses him to stop the rambling. Then kisses him again. And again.

Tape to Tape by mcshrug, ilya/shane, NSFW, 8.2k     Shane Hollander has chemistry with his new American linemate. Montreal fans are thrilled. Ilya Rozanov is not.

stop yelling at me, I saved the day by allthatsings, ilya/shane & cliff, 2.1k     Cliff wouldn’t call himself the most observant person in the world, but it doesn’t take a genius to know something is wrong with Roz. He’s swinging from quiet and completely checked out to snapping at every little thing and back again. It started after the last Montreal game, Cliff is pretty sure. Jane From Montreal. This has something to do with her.

All That Matters by smackalicious, ilya/shane & hayden, 3.7k     Hayden just looked at him for a few moments. He never quite felt like he could fully get a read on him. And then, he had a thought. Shane might punch him in the face, but he had a feeling... “Okay, then. Maybe you’re meeting someone else?” He kept his voice as level as possible, not wanting to spook him. Whatever weird quirks Shane may have had, Hayden still loved the kid. “Maybe... a guy?” Hayden starts to realize some things about Shane, but he never could have predicted that his secret Boston hookup was... Ilya Rozanov?

Jealous by AC91, ilya/shane, NSFW, 2.6k     Shane never thought of himself as a jealous person. But Ilya Rozanov made him feel like he was losing his mind.

Baby-Proof by Tardis_jpg, ilya/shane, NSFW, 9.1k     Ilya brings home a baby and they have to take care of an 8 month old for 24 hours. Then they try really hard to get Shane pregnant.