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20 Jun 2026
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Shane Hollander doesn't start fights on the ice. But when Dallas Kent specifically targeted his husband Ilya, both physically, and with homophobic taunts...well, Shane might not start fights; but he will end them.
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The fic where Shane is just as protective over Ilya on, and off the ice, contrary to popular belief.
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17 Jun 2026
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Two wins away.
That’s all it was supposed to be.
Instead, Game 5 leaves Ilya Rozanov without a spleen, stitched down the center of his abdomen, and watching Game 6 from a hospital bed. But Ilya has never let pain keep him out of the room, and Game 7 is no exception.
A story about fire and precision, about husbands who share leadership and weight, about chosen family, and about the night the Stanley Cup waited while a team said thank you to their captain.
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Bookmarked by thingie2 (thingie)
17 Jun 2026
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Ilya’s still learning what Shane likes and needs, observing him quietly because Shane’s not so forthcoming with what he wants unless he’s certain it’s what he’s supposed to want. But it’s not until Shane reaches back and grabs Ilya’s hip to pull him closer, pressing their bodies together and taking some of Ilya’s weight, that he realises Shane’s been studying Ilya the same way.
“I’m trying to take care of you.”
“Why?” Ilya says, instead of something safer.
Shane twists over his shoulder to frown at him. “Because I want to? Because you’re tired and sad and not feeling well?”
“Oh.” Ilya pulls his bottom lip through his teeth. “But I…”
“I think maybe we both fucked up tonight?” Shane says tentatively.
“No, is not your fault.” Ilya rubs a hand over Shane’s shoulder and then kisses it, wet and soft. “You’re good.”
Shane hums like he’s not convinced. He turns and drapes his arms over Ilya’s shoulders, still pressed close. “After this, will you…”
“Yes,” Ilya says, his mind sharpening attentively, “Tell me what you need.”Or: They communicate just a little bit better and let themselves be just a little more vulnerable, both with each other and their people.
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- Part 1 of tell me what you need
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Bookmarked by thingie2 (thingie)
17 Jun 2026
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Shane moved his skates aside and stood to grab his shirt.
"Yes, Ilya."
Even with the reassurance something twisted in Ilya's gut. A low warning, a pulse of dread echoing through him.
Shane had lied.
Or: Gilbert Comeau can't leave well enough alone. He's sick and tired of Shane Hollander and his husband. About time someone did something about that, right?
Edit: Now with a part 2 where Comeau get's his shit fucking rocked folks.
Bookmarked by thingie2 (thingie)
15 Jun 2026