❖ a little delirious ❖

the fact that the sweet man they always thought was alone has an actual support system and a loving family eases all of their concerns. not the dude bros, but the people that see him for who he truly is. they're always fighting the rumors and the sensationalistic outlets that constantly lie or exaggerate any of ilya's actions to paint him as a disrespectful, unserious, rowdy rich fuckboy.

how can others not see moments that show ilya's such a loving, caring man. he tells his teammate he loves them after a game despite results. there's so many videos of him hyping them up before games. he's still best friends with his childhood friend sveta, and he defends her when people say things out of line. he's always good with fans. he's amazing with kids, always giving them full attention and never belittling them. every woman that's spoken about sleeping with him has said nice things. he's friends with his biggest rival. when he chirps, he never uses any type of bigoted speech and there's seems to be a pattern og him checking players that do.

they've always known that ilya's family wasn't the best, through rumors, declarations from past teammates, even small details ilya himself has let slip. but after hearing about ilya's mom, their worries intensified. they wondered about how his life must have been in russia and with his family, how alone he must have been. they started to reconsider his behavior in boston and seeing how his childhood must've influenced how much he partied but how much effort he put into being supportive of those around him. the fact that he moved to fuckass ottawa and suddenly decided to have a quiet life, over fighting for a cup in boston.

One day in the locker room, the subject of sex comes up; yes the Centaurs are better than the other teams in treating relationships and women with respect, but they're still talking about sex, it's gross hockey men and locker rooms.

One of the married guys mentions how he and his girl do it 4 or 5 times a week when he's in town, and everyone is like "woah, good for you man, that's crazy awesome." The other married/in a relationship guys give a consensus closer to once or twice a week when they're home, if they're lucky.

And Hollanov is standing there in silence. They're glancing at each other like, wtf? Shane is kinda red in the face as he figures out that no one is having as much sex as he and Ilya are. He thought having sex as much as they are is commonish; yes maybe they're a little excessive, but not THAT excessive compared to everyone else, maybe just most people having once or twice a day? And upon seeing Shane's blushing face, Ilya can't help himself from laughing, getting the attention of the whole team, who can clearly tell why they're laughing based on the topic and the fact they're a couple.

So the guy who said the 4 to 5 times a week is like, "Okay then, how often are you two at it then if you guys don't think 5 is impressive?"

And Ilya goes "Oh no, 5 is impressive number, it is. But day should be attached rather week. Week is sad." And Shane slaps his arm muttering shut the fuck up, face completely red.

06-15✨ HBD Ilya Rozanov!!!

"The Back of Pride Night", Shane Hollander, Ilya Rozanov, Scott Hunter [Hudson Williams, Connor Storrie, Francois Arnaud] from Heated Rivalry, the bonus rear cover from the [REDACTED] zine

Mar 2026

I messed up a few things with this one, mostly because it was going to have a big title text over the top of it. Shane and Scott's hands on Ilya's back look horrible (again, they weren't actually meant to be visible), and while I'm tempted to go in and change it, I'm not going to because hey, guess what? People make mistakes too. The little rainbow bit was a colour swatch from another part of the image, and I messed up the layers when I was overlaying it. If you know how hard it is to differentiate between 700+ colour layers, you'll understand my plight right now.

(Also, the first time I did this, I spelled both "Rozanov" and "Hollander" wrong and had to argue with my own brain even after I fixed it because I'd stared at it for so long they'd ceased to be words)

"Yuna," he says, shifting his elbows on the table to point at it. "What is this on his hand? Was broken?"

Shane's head snaps up from across the table, where he's pretending that Photo Album Time is very boring to him and not worth paying attention to. He hasn't scrolled on the article he's pretending to read for over five minutes.

"I never broke a bone as a kid," he says, brows furrowed. "Not until U13, when that fucking kid from Guelph--"

Yuna and Shane both inhale quickly through their noses in what Ilya has learned to recognize as a moderative measure, lest they start yelling about something that everyone else on Earth has forgotten about.

"No," Yuna says, once her face looks a little less intense. "No, it wasn't broken. It was this...contraption that the dentist gave us to correct his thumb-sucking. He was so mad about it, we only put it on him a few times."

"Oh, Jesus," Shane mutters, eyes going back to his phone.

"Aw," Ilya says. "Poor baby Shane." He taps his finger against one little red cheek and laughs. "You really do look so mad, sweetheart. How did you make him stop?"

"Hmm...you know, I don't remember," Yuna sighs, tilting her head. "I guess he just stopped by himself eventually. Do you remember, Shane?"

"No," Shane says, shortly.

"Of course, that didn't get rid of the oral fixation," Yuna sighs, adjusting her reading glasses as she flips the page. "The things you used to chew on, Shane. Pens and straws and--"

"Mom," Shane snaps, while Ilya vibrates beside him. "Can we not?"

"I was afraid to give him popsicles because I thought he would gnaw on the sticks until he got a splinter in his stomach."

"Mom!"

"Well, honey, it's true! And you did outgrow it eventually, so it's not as if you have to be embarrassed."

"Oh, you did?" Ilya says, shoulders shaking. "You outgrew the, uh, oral fixation?"

"Stop," Shane hisses.

"Mm. Excuse me." Ilya stands from the table and sweeps out onto the back porch, though the sliding door does nothing to prevent the sound of his guffaws from floating back into the kitchen.

"You know," Yuna says, "I'm just going to assume that this is some kind of language barrier thing--"

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