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    Ilya Rozanov ☑️ @ilyarozanov81 

    hockey players always say they are so grateful for fans. well, for valentine’s month I will put my mouth where my money is. you are welcome in advance

    Harris ☑️ @centaursharris

    @ilyarozanov81 I’m afraid to ask. Also, it’s put your MONEY where your MOUTH is.

    Ilya Rozanov ☑️ @ilyarozanov81

    @centaursharris eh in this case I think my version is more accurate

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    Or: a hybrid social media fic in which Ilya decides to spread the love amongst hockey RPF fans.

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    05 Feb 2026

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    Cute

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    Last night, Ilya dreamed Shane served him divorce papers. They were making dinner when suddenly Shane pulled them out of the microwave and thrust them into Ilya’s hand. This isn’t working, he said. I’m divorcing you. No negotiations.

    And look: of course Ilya understands that it was just a dream. The official divorce petition was a stack of sticky notes. Shane had faintly green skin and, Ilya is pretty sure, a third eye next to his left nipple. It obviously wasn’t real.

    But.

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    05 Feb 2026

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    ♬ Fics heavily inspired by music.

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    04 Feb 2026

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    Hollander takes a hit. Pike makes a call. Rozanov answers.

    Or; Ilya learns a new vocabulary word, Hayden just can’t connect the dots, and Shane seriously doesn’t need this stress.

    Just another finding-out-about-Lily after Shane’s hit fic based on a tumblr prompt I can’t track down (or maybe I hallucinated?) that said if Ilya answered when someone called Lily, people would probably assume Lily was one of Ilya’s girls before they assumed it was Ilya himself.

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    03 Feb 2026

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    Hilarious

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    “Don’t–” Ilya starts, already reaching, already cupping Shane’s face between both hands, thumbs warm and tender against his cheekbones like they’ve always belonged there.

    Shane’s eyes are big and gorgeous and genuinely curious. “Don’t what?”

    Don’t make me look like a lovesick idiot. Don’t make my heart trip over itself for a way out of my chest and into yours. Don’t say it like that—so fucking sincere—like you don’t know how devastating it is for me.

    “Don’t butcher my language,” he says instead and kisses Shane’s smile hard, like reflex, like gravity, like there was never going to be another option.

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    Shane sets out to learn Russian. Ilya discovers he's incapable of keeping his composure.

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    02 Feb 2026

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    Beautiful sweet writing