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    “-moya rybka, I am sorry, sweet girl-” Ilya is saying, on his knees in the middle of their living room and patting the rug near him with what looks like devastation on his face as Anya continues to ignore him, curled up on Shane’s lap instead. Fresh off of several stacked events to fit them into a weekend–because Shane’s mom is nothing if not efficient when it comes to the deals she makes–Ilya got home only a few minutes ago, still in the outfit he’d left his Buzzfeed puppy interview in, which Anya had clearly not appreciated, sniffing him suspiciously after her initial excited greeting and then retreating to Shane immediately when he patted his thigh in welcome.

    Shane is trying not to be obviously enjoying Ilya’s turmoil as much as he is, shifting Anya to lay on her back like a baby in one arm and cooing at her.

    “I know, huh? Papa left and played with who knows how many other dogs, and the whole time you were here missing him. I bet he wasn’t even thinking about you, huh?”

    “Hollander!” Ilya says, sounding scandalized. “Do not tell her that! Is not true!”

    (collection of standalone fics/ficlets prompted by my own tumblr posts) (will update as inspiration strikes)

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    14 Aug 2026

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    November, 1985

    "You have a light?"

    David Hollander looks up from rummaging in his hockey bag and sees the most beautiful woman he has ever laid eyes on with an unlit cigarette between her fingers. Her long black hair is tied up in a ponytail but her bangs frame her face, which is golden tan against her white turtleneck. She arches an eyebrow after a moment and he realizes he's been staring with his mouth hanging open. "I… no, sorry. I don't smoke."

    "Ugh. Athletes," she sighs, putting her cigarette back into the pack. She leans back against the brick, her breath visible in the cold air. She surveys him with eyes the colour of coffee and he has never been more awake in his life. "You're Hollander, right? Left winger?"

    "That's me, yeah. You a big hockey fan?"

    "The biggest." Her mouth curves up into a smile. David feels like he's been jolted into the boards.

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    Shane was never meant to be an only child.

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    Hayden had been expecting this call for months.

    He had known somewhere deep within himself that it was coming, ever since the Centaurs' plane crashed and his best friend lost the love of his life – even if Hayden had never cared that much for the man himself.

    Watching Shane receive the news from J.J.'s careless mouth, watching him bend over at the waist like someone had scraped out his inner organs–

    Yeah, Hayden knew.

    He was weirdly proud of Shane for holding out this long.

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    12 Aug 2026

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    Shane Hollander when asked about speculations of his boyfriend Ilya Rozanov ‘tanking’ on purpose to reunite with him in Providence : “...What? He gets an earful from me every time they send him down. He has lousy puck control and weak defense and needs to work on his shooting accuracy and you think I want it to stay that way? No I don't want my boyfriend to be a joke of a player, I'd like him to put decent enough numbers that he doesn't get moved up and down the NHL and the AHL like an idiot. Now leave me alone.”

    or: Ilya Rozanov is a mediocre fourth liner of the Boston Bears. When he gets outed, the internet theorizes he plays poorly on purpose. His boyfriend isn't amused.

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    “Excuse me, David Hollander? Can you come with us please?”
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    How David Hollander became an EBUG for the night and ruined his son’s day.

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