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    “Ilya,” Shane said, sounding strangled, as he spoke. “What - why did you do this?”

    “Because,” Ilya shrugged. “I will not have anyone doubting my love, or commitment to you. I wear my ring on my right hand, because I am Russian - but I will tattoo your initials on my left, so there can be no doubt about who I belong to. I am yours, and I will not allow anyone to doubt that.”

    or - the press has a lot to say about the fact Ilya wears his wedding ring on his right hand. Ilya responds.

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    10 Mar 2026

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    "You ARE a pervert."

    "Yes, but I am Shane's pervert. Is different."

    "That's not the defense you think it is."

    "And when we—" Ilya stopped himself, grinned. "Is probably too much information, yes?"

    "WAY too much information."

    Ilya delivers a TED Talk titled "Shane Hollander 101" and Hayden is the unwilling audience.

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    10 Mar 2026

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    During a normal day in Ottawa Yuna Hollander has a brief health scare when she almost faints on the street. Thankfully a kind stranger offers her help and stays by her side until her family can reach her.
    That kind stranger was none other than her son's rival; Ilya Rozanov

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    Just a short fic about an Ilya and Yuna encounter before Ilya and Shane get official

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    02 Mar 2026

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    “You have problem, you bring it to me,” Rozanov growled. “Not him. Me. I am not so easy of a target, not like boring Canadians. And you keep that shit off the ice. Chirping, yes, fine. Not that. Never that. You are older than the game of hockey, should understand difference by now.”

    Canadians?

    “Wait,” Scott said slowly. “Is this about what I said to Hollander the other day?”


    Or: Scott has no idea why Ilya Rozanov suddenly showed up in New York itching for a fight, but he knows it can’t be good.

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    02 Mar 2026

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    “Wait, Mr. Raiders fan,” Rozanov calls.

    Constable Sullivan pauses.

    “I get a phone call, yes?”

    “Sure.” He pulls out his own phone. “Do you know the number?”

    Rozanov nods. The numbers all come out in a rush, as though he’s memorized it in one long string and can’t think of any of them separately.

    It’s a Montreal area code, the constable notes, as he types it in. As the phone rings, he puts it on speaker and asks Rozanov: “Who is it?”

    “Shane Hollander.”

    “Fuck off. Who is it really?”

    Or: in the midst of the Rose breakup, the Raiders win a game in Montreal. Unable to do what he normally does after Montreal games, Ilya goes out to a club, gets super drunk, and ends up getting picked up by Montreal police for public intoxication. Sitting in a holding cell, the only number he can remember is Shane's.

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    02 Mar 2026