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Shane like. idk 2014 post Boston winning the cup, meeting his future self. his future self in an Ottawa Centaurs jersey. with no C on his chest. and 2014 Shane sees that and he thinks I failed. I failed I lost so badly they traded me to the worst team in the league. they found out about Rozanov and they traded me. they stripped me of my captaincy and I will never be anything again and his future self, with his wedding ring to Ilya hanging around his neck and looking happier than he's ever looked, looks at 2014!Shane and goes no. this is what winning looks like, kid. this is what we have always wanted, you just don't know it yet. things will be hard but I'd do it all again because it got me here. and then future Shane thinks for a moment and goes I never thought I'd get to be myself in this league. I also never thought I'd get to play on the same team as my husband. But now both things are true. and 2014!Shane looks stunned, tears in his eyes, and future Shane smiles and starts to walk away and then 2014!Shane calls back to him wait! just tell me one thing and future Shane pauses and 2014!Shane steels himself and goes just tell me. is it Rozanov? and future Shane looks back over his shoulder with the biggest grin ever and goes no. but it is Ilya and then he's gone
They move in together full time and Ilya notices that Anya acts differently with Shane than she does with him, more quiet and less playful, and he worries that means she doesn’t like Shane or is jealous, so he hires a dog trainer to come over and see if there’s anything they need to do to help
After a while of talking about how Anya acts the trainer says there’s nothing to worry about, Anya likes Shane just fine, it’s just that she sees him as the boss and is acting accordingly
And Ilya is like. But. I’m the one who adopted her? And raised her before Shane got here?? And the trainer is just like yeah well she sees you more like an equal. And Ilya is like WAIT she thinks Shane is in charge of both of us?? And the trainer is just like well do you interact in a way that would make her think that?
Ilya’s life flashes before his eyes as he thinks of all the times Shane has come over with a snack for Ilya and a treat for Anya, or all the times Shane has announced they’re all going for an after dinner walk, or pets Ilya’s hair and tells him he did a good job at practice, or the fact that he uses the same warning tone with Anya when she misbehaves as he does with Ilya when he’s causing problems on purpose
Shane comes home to Ilya with his face in his hands going oh god I’m not Anya’s dad I’m her brother and she thinks we’re both your pets. And Shane just goes. What.
Shane Hollander really is the guy of all time. he's gay. he's autistic. he's wasian. he's the best hockey player in the world. he married his 8 year situationship. he's a millionaire but only because his mom said so. he has beautiful freckles. he had sex with a man for 8 years but the possibility that he might be gay only crossed his mind when he called him by his first name for the first time. to convince himself he was straight he started dating a movie star. he came out as a bottom. he does yoga. his situationship offhandedly suggested getting married for citizenship and he immediately stayed up until 4 am scheming so that wouldn't happen. he's an olympic medalist. he has a dog. his wedding song was diamonds by rihanna. he likes ginger ale.
Harris do his best as always
I’m so excited for Unrivaled 😭
dickmatized so bad he’s just grabbing and squeezing tf out of Ilya
i spent 4 days on this please take it from me
on one of the days ilya wakes up before shane in their shared beds, a few years down the line married, he holds his breath and watch his husband sleep, his hand lightly caressing his freckles and his plump lips and his eyes— is that a wrinkle on the corner of shane’s eyes?????? they’re faint, barely noticeable unless you’re staring at it 5mm away, but there’s faint wrinkles on shane’s eyes.
and ilya gets struck (again) about how time moves and leaves traces on the human body, how he got to grow up and now gets to grow old with shane, and be the person to notice the first trace of wrinkle on his face.
shane wakes up when he feels his shoulder a little damp, and was welcomed by a teary husband with fingers on his eyes, and is very confused. when ilya tells him what happened he smiles and says. “funny, mom used to tell me eye wrinkles represents a life filled with happiness and laughter. i guess you’re the perpetrator of my wrinkles.”
Shane Hollander should be angry. He should be scathing at every turn about how he was treated.
The very first year he played with this team, they made the playoffs for the first time in so many seasons.
And then again the next year. Because of him. He dragged them there.
The third year, he earns Captaincy.
The fourth year he played, they won the Stanley Cup for the first time in thirty(?) years.
Then they won again the next year.
The first time he gets smashed and can’t play for the playoffs, they immediately get beat out.
Then he carried them to another Cup win the moment he was back, just about.
Shane Hollander carried a whole damn team, and they benched him and iced him out and could not wait to get him out as soon as they could the moment he became a little complicated.
Shane should be so angry.
This one kid carried a whole team of professional players for almost a decade, and he dragged them with him to success after success. And in return, the moment his personal life got the slightest bit complicated for The Narrative, they ice him out. Like he wasn’t the factor that had them winning this whole time. Like he wasn’t the turning point to the whole game. Like he wasn’t the one who (politely) bullied a whole losing team culture into winning the heights of every hockey player’s dreams… multiple times.
The first year he’s gone, they don’t even make playoffs.
Shane should be so, so angry.
Instead, he’s consumed with his boyfriend, and that’s a much better use of his time and energy. He’s stressed about that.
He’s trying to figure out what’s wrong with the person he loves. He’s not burning and raging about how he’s been treated.
But he should be.
Montreal did their best to ignore it, but now, faced for the first time with a team that has both Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander (not to mention everyone else), they can't deny it any longer: they fucked themselves over. The new captain tries to give a rousing speech. Hayden just pats him consolingly on the shoulder as they leave the locker room.
Hockey players are famously superstitious, Shane and Ilya know this. So, this really should not come a surprise:
When they're about to leave the locker room for warm ups, Bood steps into the door with his arm stretched out.
"Woah, woah, woah, where do you two think you're going?"
They share a confused look.
"Uh, to warm up?" Shane asks. Bood instantly starts to shake his head as Troy joins him at the door.
"We need a kiss."
Shane leans back a little in disgust surprise, beside him Ilya lifts his eyebrows in disbelief.
"What, both of you?" with a chuckle, to which Shane adds "From whom?" before stepping closer to Ilya. Who was famous for goal celebration kisses to sweaty cheeks of his teammates but that was pretty much all Shane was okay sharing.
"Ew, no, no, no." Troy waves them off and Bood shakes his head laughing.
"Each other. Last time you did before warm ups and we won 6 to 2 against the Admirals."
And, oh. Because. Shane isn't against PDA now that they're both out when they are around their team after games or out for dinner with someone or walking Anya around their neighboor hood hand in hand.
But. He had a pretty clear rule that practices, games and everything at the rink was off limits. That was work. That was different.
The first few away games he didn't even want to sit beside Ilya on the bus or plane. Let alone be couple-y around the others. He told Ilya he did not want even the slightest chance of someone feeling uncomfortable because of him. Them.
Last week had been different, though. Ilya had been feeling down for a little while. Not much, not bad. Just- off. And when they were putting on their skates for warm ups he had cracked a stupid joke. And Shane had looked over and something in his chest had loosened because- there was that mischievous sparkle in his husbands eyes again. Leaning over and kissing Ilya hadn't really been a concious choice. It hadn't been anything wild either. A closed mouthed, lingering press of their lips.
A steady few seconds to convey 'Hey, I missed you.'
Ilya had smiled fondly at him after.
Apparently Bood or Troy or someone saw this. And when they won, they came to the logical conclusion that that was because of their pre warm up kiss.
Now Ilya rolls his eyes because- as dumb as it is, in hockey world this makes stupid sense. But Shane won't like it. So, he has to find a way to- suddenly there are two hands cupping his face before he is being dragged to meet Shane's lips for a quick, smacking kiss.
"Let's fucking kill these guys out there." Is all Shane says after, bonking his helmet with Barrett and Bood before vanishing through the door.
Ilya stares after him, stunned and slack jawed.
A new tradition is born.
post tlg some random asshole defenseman makes a shitty comment about shane taking it up the ass and shane looks at him, then at the scoreboard that shows the centaurs winning 6-1, then back down at him like "i dunno man i think one of us is getting fucked in the ass right now and it isn't me." and then that guy tries to fight him
my absolute favorite hollanov kidfic trope is ilya being told they should consider getting their kid tested for autism, so he starts reading up on what that is, and the more he reads, the more ilya is just. side eying his husband.
more doodles ! some of them recs, some of them just personal ones (i added alternative text to all of them, those with the caption between "" were the requests ^^)
personal hc that one of the hollanov kids loves hockey but it's just not clicking even though they practice all the time and shane and ilya both try different coaching methods with them and it only makes everyone more frustrated and then one day wyatt comes to the rink with them and after 1.5 seconds on-ice he's like "hey i think they're a goalie" and shane and ilya nearly black out because oh. ohhh my god. they're kid is totally, completely, a goalie. and that's why it wasn't fucking working. they have a fucking goalie.
Ilya can’t find Shane. He’s looking all over the cottage, finally walking down the hall to discover him in the bathroom, sitting cross legged on the floor with all of the vanity cupboards and drawers hanging open, their contents spread out everywhere. Sitting next to Shane are a label maker, a bunch of Container Store bags and a Swiffer duster. Shane, fully engrossed in his project, doesn’t notice him. Ilya watches Shane as he picks up a bottle, examines it for a moment, dusts it thoroughly and puts it into one of several piles spread out around him. Ilya’s heart does a flip as he walks into the bathroom and plants a kiss on the top of Shane’s head. “You are so sexy when you organize,” Ilya murmured, his voice laced with warmth. Shane beams up at him with pride, reaches for his label maker and launches into an enthusiastic, in depth tutorial of how it works while Ilya hangs on his every word with hearts in his eyes. Before Shane could really get into the different font options, Ilya hauls him up into his arms, kisses him silly and rests his forehead against Shane’s, then pulls back and smiles at him. “Thank you,” Ilya whispers, rubbing his thumb against Shane’s cheek, “For making our house a home.” Shane prints out a label that says “property of Shane” and sticks it to Ilya’s forehead, and plants a light kiss on his cheek.