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  1. Rec *

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    "Your cock." Shane's face burned. "I've been practising with toys for years and the whole time I was pretending it was you."

    Shane Hollander doesn't do men. He does toys, pegging, a discreet app, and a woman named Svetlana who fucks him so well he almost doesn't notice she's engineering the most elaborate sexual setup in the history of professional sport. Almost.

    A fic about closets, discovery, and the catastrophic moment Shane opens his eyes and Ilya Rozanov is standing at the foot of the bed while he is in panties.

    Set in an alternate universe where Shane and Ilya haven't ever hooked up, and Shane explores his burgeoning sexuality.

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    14 Mar 2026

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    genuinely amazing, finished this and was feeling insane off of two Trulys and just starting an SSRI, so this feels like a Whole Religious Experience. Thank you for writing! I love Hollanov!!

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    In which Shane Hollander's pubic hair goes viral, the internet colour-matches it to Pantone 15-1214 (Warm Sand), and Ilya Rozanov - creates accounts on Reddit, TikTok, Instagram, Tumblr, AND YouTube to anonymously defend his not-boyfriend's crotch using genetics Wikipedia and advanced hockey analytics.

    Features: a one-star Calvin Klein review ("very poor elastic, ruined my life"), Svetlana and Rose who have never once been wrong, and the most romantic use of the word "melanocytes" in the history of the English language according to Ilya Rozanov.

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    13 Mar 2026

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    one of the best and sweetest and cutest fics ever.

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    The Swiss National League doesn’t care about the legendary Hollander-Rozanov rivalry. When the MLH can’t negotiate with the Hockey Players’ Union in time to prevent a hockey lockout at the start of the 2015 season, the Zürich Lions jump at the chance to sign both Shane and Ilya to short-term contracts. For four months in Switzerland, they share a team, a line, a house, and a bed. 

    Then the lockout ends in January, and it’s time to go back. Back to different countries, cities, lives. Beds.

    Reentry is harder than expected.

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    09 Mar 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    genuinely one of THE BEST hollanov fics, and truly what else did i think it would be when it’s written by an anonymous writer who is so talented that they gotta go undercover. i loved it so so so much, the backwards time periods and perspectives… everything was So Good

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    He watches Hollander’s eyes track over the laundry detergent sitting on a shelf, the amount in the hamper and back to the machine, and it’s as obvious as if he’s got a little thought bubble actually hovering above his head— “you want to start a load of laundry,” he says, snickering a little.

    “It’s just— we’re on the road again in two days, and all my normal stuff is dirty,” Shane says, reaching for the hamper and sifting through to grab only the lighter colors.

    “Okay,” Ilya says. He’s still hard, and he presses a hand to the bulge under his pants, ostentatious, a blatant display as Hollander turns to look at him. “You do your household chore in middle of sexy hookup. I will go get naked and lie in your bed, and if you can tear yourself away, maybe you get there in time for me to get inside you before I come.”

    Hollander’s eyes darken, flickering down to Ilya’s hand pressed against his groin. “Uh. Give me like. Thirty seconds. A minute.”

    And, indeed, it can’t be longer than a minute later that Hollander is naked and climbing on top of Ilya on the bed, the low rumble of the washing machine providing a soundtrack to their embrace.

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    11 Feb 2026

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    such a good representation of their dynamic, and the writer was sooo good, idk how to explain it other than: writer good, made me feel insane :)

  5. Rec 70

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    He dreams of golden rings and doves against clouds.

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    16 Mar 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    amazing amazing amazing fic that stole my breath away. still trying to properly figure out how i feel in general about the way this fic made me feel. it’s both philosophical and mind boggling. the realization that ty felt at the end was in time with my own, making the experience more real. i loved this so so so much!