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page 163, heated rivalry.
Ilya + being the best captain
I have a lot of thoughts about all of this like everyone else but this is the bit that made me have to barrel into the fandom like that weird sentient jug the Americans have - the way Ilya comes in and stands almost like he's in a military hearing or something.
You just KNOW Ilya stood like that in front of his father the horrendous abusive police guy. And you know he only heard awful awful things when he was there. So he defaults to 'this is how you stand in front of parents' and that's how he first enters the Hollander family. He lays his hand on Shane's shoulder and tries to help (is he trying to be funny with 'lovers'? Or does he not fully get the way the English word comes across?). He is willing to do whatever would help Shane in this moment. For some reason watching him stand there like a statue made me tear up.
Merry fucking Hollanovmas everyone
Apparently the word “lovers” in Russian doesn’t have the negative connotations of the word in English. It just means two people who are in love, and also have sex.
correct, it does not have the same negative connotation. that’s why it made complete sense to me that ilya would say this!
also i always stood like that in front of my own parents or at school…you are taught to.
this show is unbelievably accurate with ilya’s cultural mannerisms it actually makes me giddy.
On Connor Storrie’s excellent Russian in HR (from a linguist)
Ok it’s time to put my Russian and linguistics (and Slavic linguistics) degrees to work and tell you why Connor Storrie’s Russian and accent work in this show is so freaking good. (Links added for those who want more info about stuff.) Hey other linguists — I’m playing fast and loose with notation here, ok, we’re not doing phonemes and IPA.
We’re going to go over overall mouth shape, palatalization, lack of aspiration, vowel reduction, and intonation with examples from Ilya’s dialogue! I’m going to talk about this from the perspective of an English speaker learning Russian since that’s what Connor (and I) did. Here we go.
1. Overall mouth shape
Every language has what you could think of as its own neutral or resting mouth position (aka, basis of articulation). One way to think of this is what the “I’m thinking” noise is — in English it’s uhh, in Spanish it’s often ehh. In Russian it’s mmm or ehhh or ahhh. The other thing is that the mouth typically does not open as much vertically when speaking Russian as when speaking English, but rather wider (horizontally).
Connor is doing a good job of maintaining a more Russian resting position (and I have a theory that this is one of the reasons his face looks so different as Ilya).
You can see Connor doing this when he says “ehh no” to Shane about whether this is his first time with a man in episode 1.
Also when he’s yelling at Alexei during the funeral in episode 5, we get to see him head on speaking Russian for an extended time, and you can see he is opening his mouth wider but not taller.
2. Palatalization
Every consonant has a place of articulation in your mouth, aka a place where your tongue touches the inside of your mouth or is positioned so that the air flows or is stopped in such a way as to make the sound. Making sounds is all about changing how air flows through our vocal tracts (throat, mouth, nose).
Hi! Sorry to bother you, but I’m writing a fic that has a fair bit of focus on language + identity and the (often incredibly humiliating) process of learning a language, and I have some questions about Russian, if you’re happy to answer!
Firstly, about the connotations / vibes of Я тебя люблю, because the internet is being very unhelpful. I’m mostly wondering about how much emotional weight it has, and what context it’s typically used. Can it be said fairly casually between family/friends etc, or only between couples? Also, is it said commonly between an established couple (like after we reach the “I love you” stage in English speaking cultures and start saying it casually at the end of phone calls and such) or is it a bigger deal and reserved for more serious/sincere moments? Google is just giving me the literal translation 😭😭😭
Also, if it isn’t too much to ask, I’d love some suggestions for some realistic mistakes that that Shane would probably make if he was learning Russian, both in terms of grammar and pronunciation.
In my fic he’s been learning for like 2 ish, and I’m writing him as decently experienced with studying languages — and as a neurotic perfectionist — so he’s been focusing on listening practice/comprehensible input and memorising vocab. He hasn’t been taking classes and he isn’t practicing speaking with native speakers (including Ilya, because he’s unwilling to subject himself to the mortifying ordeal of being bad at something in front of people). So he wouldn’t be making beginner beginner mistakes, but he’s far from good at it, and he definitely has a noticeable accent, albeit not an abysmal one. I’m mostly just looking for realistic ways I could describe his speech and skills.
Aaaa this turned into an incredibly long ask, apologies! And thank you for all the generous work you do helping us fic writers, I appreciate it so much 🩵
hello! no worries at all, i'm happy to help (anything to avoid my own scary wips oops)
(long ask warning, i am sorry people i genuinely cannot write anything under 1k)
i always get a little queasy when i get broad cultural/linguistic questions. at the end of the day, i am only one person who cannot represent the entirety of the post-soviet diaspora. i make sure to ask for my friends' (who are from the culture) input before replying to reduce the risk of personal bias as much as possible, but do keep in mind, this is informed by my own experiences.
Ilya Rozanov’s Impact As Representation of Queer Russians
alright here we go
this isn’t really structured as an essay, but is a detailed analysis
first of all, i need to establish that a lot of my points come directly from personal experience — i am a mixed race kid born in kazakhstan, half-russian and half-kazakh, raised primarily in russia. i am also queer myself, although i was raised as a woman (i am now agender). this analysis will heavily focus on cultural elements, because they are crucial for understanding the depth of ilya’s character and why he acts the way he does.
i was quite apprehensive about ilya initially — western film loves to portray russian people as a caricature and use them for tasteless gags without really examining anything in depth (I’m looking at you stranger things, yes, you). i was concerned heated rivalry would remain surface-level about ilya’s background and portray him as a stereotypical, cold-hearted russian dude. i was also concerned about his accent being too caricatural, concerned about the potential dialogue in russian (as a linguist, russian dialogue in western film is infamously stiff and unnatural. looking at you again, stranger things), so you can imagine my surprise and delight when all of those concerns ended up being unfounded.
"Got through iiit, do I go back down?"
Rehab for writing injuries
You’ve heard of “making writing a habit,” and you’ve tried, but the pressure to write fills you with horrible pain and dread. You spend all your time wishing you could write but somehow never writing. The “make it a habit” approach doesn’t work for you. But you still want to write, maybe even regularly. Is there nothing you can do?
Here is an alternative approach to try. A rehab program, as it were, for writers with a psychological “writing injury” that has destroyed their desire to write and replaced it with shame, anxiety and dread.
If you have a writing injury, you probably acquired it by being cruel to yourself, by internalizing some intensely critical voice or set of rules that crushes your will to write under the boot-heel of “you should.” “You should be writing better after all the years of experience you’ve had.” “You should be writing more hours a day, you’ll never get published at this rate.” “You should write more like [Hilton Als/Jeffrey Eugenides/Octavia Butler/Terry Pratchett/etc.].” “You should write faster/more/better/etc./etc.”
You know what, though? Fuck all that. Self-abuse may have featured heavily in the cool twentieth-century writer’s lifestyle, but we are going to treat ourselves differently. Because 1) it’s nicer, and 2) frankly, it gets better results. My plan here is to help you take the radical step of caring for yourself.
1) First of all: ask yourself why you aren’t writing.
Not with the goal of fixing the problem, but…just to understand. For a moment, dial down all of the “goddammit, why can’t I just write?” blaring in your head and be curious about yourself. Clearly, you have a reason for not writing. Humans don’t do anything for no reason. Try to discover what it is. And be compassionate; don’t reject anything you discover as “not a good enough excuse.” Your reasons are your reasons.
For me, writing was painful because I wanted it to solve all my problems. I wanted it to make me happy and whole. I hated myself and hoped writing would transform me into a totally different person. When it failed to do that, as it always did, I felt like shit.
Maybe writing hurts because you’ve loaded it with similarly unfair expectations. Or maybe you’re a victim of low expectations. Maybe people have told you you’re stupid or untalented or not fluent enough in the language you write in. Maybe writing has become associated with painful events in your life. Maybe you’ve just been forced to write so many times that you can no longer write without feeling like someone’s making you do it. Writing-related pain and anxiety can come from so many different places.
2) Once you have some idea of why you’re not writing…just sit with that.
Don’t go into problem-solving mode. Just nod to yourself and say, “yes, that’s a good reason. If I were me, I wouldn’t want to write either.” Have some sympathy for yourself and the pain you’re in.
3) Now…keep sitting with it. That’s it, for the moment. No clever solutions. Just sympathize. And, most importantly, grant yourself permission to not write, for a while.
It’s okay. You are good and valuable and worthy of love, even when you aren’t writing. There are still beautiful, true things inside of you.
Here’s the thing: it’s very hard for humans to do things if they don’t have permission not to do them. It’s especially hard if those things are also painful. We hate feeling trapped or compelled, and we hate having our feelings disregarded. It shuts us down in every possible way. You will feel more desire to write, therefore, if you believe you are free not to write, and if you believe it’s okay not to do what causes you pain.
(By the way: not having permission isn’t the same as knowing there will be negative consequences. “If I don’t write, I won’t make my deadline” is different from “I’m not allowed not to write, even if it hurts.” One is just awareness of cause and effect; the other is a kind of slavery.)
4) For at least a week, take an enforced vacation from writing, and from any demands that you write. During this time, you are not permitted to write or give yourself grief for not writing.
This may or may not be reverse psychology. But it’s more than that.
Think of it as a period of convalescence. You’re keeping your weight off an injury so it can heal, and what’s broken is your desire to write. Pitilessly forcing yourself to write when it’s painful, plus the shame you feel when you don’t write, is what broke that desire. So, for a week (or a month, or a year, or however long you need) tell yourself you are taking a doctor-prescribed break from writing.
This will feel scary for some folks. You might feel like you’re giving up. You might worry that this break from writing feels too good, that your desire to write might never return. All I can say is, I’ve been there. I’ve had all those fears and feelings. And the desire to write did return. But you gotta treat it like a tiny crocus shoot and not stomp on it the second it pokes its little head up. Like so:
5) Once you feel an itch to write again—once you start to chafe against the doctor’s orders—you can write a tiny bit. Only five or ten minutes a day.
That’s it. I’m serious: set a timer, and stop writing when the time’s up. No cheating. (Well…maybe you can take an extra minute to finish your thought, if necessary.)
Remember: these rules are not like the old rules, the ones that said, “you must write or you suck.” These rules are a form of self-care. You are not imposing a cruel, arbitrary law, you are being gentle with yourself. Not “easy” or “soft”—any Olympic athlete will tell you that hard exercise when you’ve got an injury is stupid and pointless, not tough or virtuous. If you need an excuse to take care of yourself, that’s it: if you’re injured, you can’t perform well, and aggravating the injury could take you out of the competition permanently.
For the first few days, all of the writing you do should be freewriting. Later, you can do some tiny writing exercises. Don’t jump into an old project you stalled out on. Think small and exploratory, not big and goal-oriented. And whatever you do, don’t judge the output. If you have to, don’t even read what you write. This is exercise, not performance; this is you stretching your atrophied writing muscles, not you trying to write something good. At this stage, it literally doesn’t matter what you write, as long as you generate words. (Frankly, it would be kind of weird and unfair if your writing at this point was good.)
6) After a week, you can increase your time limit if you want. But only a little!
Spend a week limiting yourself to, say, twenty minutes a day instead of ten. When in doubt, set your limit for less than you think you’ll need. You want to end each writing session feeling like you could keep going, not like you’re crawling across the finish line.
Should you write every day? That’s up to you. Some people will find it helpful to put writing on their calendar at the same time each day. Others will be horribly stifled by that. You get to decide when and how often you write, but two things: 1) think about what you, personally, need when you make that decision, and 2) allow that decision to be flexible.
Remember, the only rule is, don’t go over your daily limit. You always have permission to write less.
And keep checking in with yourself. Remember how this program began? If something hurts, if your brain is sending you “I don’t wanna” signals, respect them. Investigate them, find out what their deal is. You might decide to (gently) encourage yourself to write in spite of them, but don’t ignore your pain. You are an athlete, and athletes listen to their bodies, especially when they’re recovering from an injury. If writing feels shitty one day, give yourself a reward for doing it. If working on a particular project ties your brain in knots, do a little freewriting to loosen up. And always be willing to take a break. You always have permission not to write.
7) Slowly increase your limit over time, but always have a limit.
And when you’re not writing, you’re not writing. You don’t get to berate yourself for not writing. If you find yourself regularly blazing past your limit, then increase your limit, but don’t set large aspirational limits in an effort to make yourself write more. In fact, be ready to adjust your limit lower.
When it comes to mental labor, after all, more is not always better. Apparently, the average human brain can only concentrate for about 45 minutes at a time, and it only has about four or so high-quality 45-minute sessions a day in it. That’s three hours. So if you set your daily limit for more than three hours, you may be working at reduced efficiency, when you’d be better off saving up your ideas and motivation for the next day. (Plus, health and other factors may in fact give you less than 3 good hours a day. That’s okay!)
Of course, if you’re a professional writer or a student, external pressures may force you to write when your brain is tired, but my point is more about attitude: constant work is not necessarily better work. So don’t make it into a moral ideal. We tend to think that working less is morally weak or wrong, and that’s bullshit. Taking care of yourself is practical. Pushing yourself too hard will just hurt you and your writing. Also, your feelings are real and they matter. If you ignore or abuse them, you’ll be like a runner trying to run on a broken ankle.
I know I’m going to get someone who says, “if you’re a pro, sometimes you gotta ignore your feelings and just get the work done!”
NO.
You can, of course, choose to work in spite of any pain you’re feeling. But ignore that pain at your peril. Instead, acknowledge the pain and be compassionate. Forgive yourself if pain slows you down. You are human, so don’t hold your feet to the fire for having human limitations. Maybe a deadline is forcing you to work anyway. But make yourself a cup of hot chocolate to get you through it, literally or metaphorically. Help yourself, don’t force yourself. If you’ve had a serious writing injury, that shift in attitude will make all the difference.
In short: treat yourself as someone whose feelings matter.
Try it out! And let me know how it goes!
Ask a question or send me feedback!
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Inspired by @monkeysnplaybills, my logic puzzle of characters from @exactphoify's "The chips are set to fall." Do not ask how long I spent on this (but it was fun!). Spoilers ahead, of course!
A few disclaimers:
The Status variable isn't entirely accurate since we know that unnamed players from the list have retired, but I kept it anyway (in future I'll probably just record known retirements and leave the others ambiguous instead of marked "Active").
When years are marked, 2017- means the event happened in 2017 of the 2017-2018 season. If the event happened in 2018 of the 2017-2018 season, it's marked -2018.
I did this via one (1) re-read of the fic, and when I started I wasn't entirely sure what I was tracking and what I wasn't, so I'm sure there are inconsistencies and things I'm missing. If you want to catch any of them, I guess you'll just have to read the fic...
And, just for fun, a list of all the acronyms:
One of the things about Heated Rivalry that always struck me a little bit odd is that Shane is by far the more terrified of the two about their relationship becoming public. Ilya would lose his ability to ever return to Russia. That seemed much more significant.
Last week, Jason Robertson, the Dallas Stars’ half-Filipino left winger, who leads American players in the NHL in points this season, got left off the USA’s roster for the Milan Olympics.
And this, finally, has helped me understand Shane’s fear. Let me explain. (also look at both these cuties).
By all accounts and statistical measures, Jason Robertson is an attacking powerhouse. He’s tied for 9th in total points (goals + assists) this season, but is the top American, and he’s 4th overall in goals scored. He’s a damn good hockey player and seems like he could be a helpful guy to have on your team if the goal is to win six straight hockey games by as large a margin as possible.
US Olympic GM Bill Guerin spoke about wanting to build a roster that's a “true team” and not just an “All-Star” team. He’s talked about prioritizing physicality, which tbh is an unhinged choice, considering referees in international hockey permit way less physical contact than the NHL.
This Guerin character seems like an ass, and, oh, his implicit racial biases are showing.
Indeed, the Hockey Graphs blog did an in-depth analysis of racial bias in hockey scouting, called “Racial Bias in Drafting and Development: The NHL’s Black Quarterback Problem”. Though, as the title suggests, this report is largely focused on bias against Black hockey players, the analysis compares scouting report language used to describe white, Black, and Asian players.
“Asian players were much more likely to be cited than Black players for their hockey IQ, while Black players were significantly more likely to be cited for their athleticism (particularly size and strength). If we drill down by comparing players of Asian and Black descent to White peers of similar rankings at the same position on [Central Scouting lists, we find a similar bucketing of skills sets.”
Even though Jason Robertson is 6’3”, even though his defensive statistics are somewhere between average and excellent, Guerin clearly perceives him as not being “physical” enough.
So, in short, racism is why Jason Robertson is not going to the Olympics with Team USA.
And this racism is exactly why Shane and his mom work so hard to associate Shane with old-school luxury, and its incumbent whiteness, in his endorsements.
It’s why Shane pushes himself to be perfect. Because he has to be the best, at everything in hockey, or the doors won’t even open for him.
It’s also probably why Shane is drafted second. Why Shane wins rookie of the year, but Ilya wins MVP.
If this blatant racism is still happening in hockey in 2026, I can only imagine how much worse it was in the 2000s and 2010s timeline of the show. Shane’s professional life, his professional success, in a racist hockey landscape relies upon his difference, his Asian identity, fading out of focus for the white men in power.
Jason Robertson’s Olympic snub illustrates that being “too Asian” might’ve been enough to harm Shane’s career. Shane must then have viewed being both Asian and gay as an absolute death knell to his involvement in hockey.
It makes so much sense and it breaks my heart.
Obsessed with how Shane only ever acts grumpy and spoiled with Ilya and his parents. He's brattier and singularly foul mouthed with Ilya, of course, they're peers and Ilya is an asshole. But he literally never calls anyone else insults throughout the books or the show. He's like, oh look at me, I'm Mr. Hockey, Mr. Canada, I'm the best sportsman you will find on this planet :) and he sees Ilya and he's like "fuck you, you asshole!!!" While turned on to a 100. I also love that he gets so snappy with Ilya. He's like, well why aren't you doing exactly what I would have done in your place?! And Ilya's like :/ omg you needed to undress YESTERDAY. Shane's so nice to Rose, so gentlemanly. He looks at Ilya and goes ":) well I'm gonna fucking kill you! :))" like he's SUCH a little brat and he doesn't have to hide it with Ilya because Ilya loves it. Ilya wants him like that. And how dare Ilya complain anyway? He should be doing whatever Shane wants him to do.
currently obsessed w the idea of hollanov rough housing and wrestling like ALL THE TIME
bc while yes they r sweet and soft and tender w one another they are also boys at heart and incredibly jock4jock
they’re running down the hallway with each other in a headlock after dinner w yuna and david laughing and pushing at each other until they accidentally knock a picture off the wall and yuna has to put them in a time out
two grown 6” tall , 200 lb professional athletes sitting in a corner pointing fingers at each other and blaming the other for getting them in trouble
y'all new people in fandom gotta learn the cardinal rules:
1. ship and let ship
2. leave the actors the fuck alone
okay stay with me for this one.
When Ilya moves to the Centaurs he doesn’t get to keep his number. Some old fuck on the team already has it and refuses to trade, no matter how much Ilya bribes him.
so, in true Ilya Rozanov fashion, he picks the number 24. People think he did it to be an asshole, which is true, but he also did it to have Shane with him all the time. Shane was both infuriated and touched by it.
but then of course, years later, SHANE transfers to Ottawa. And lo and behold, the old fuck who had number 81 retired, so when Shane has to choose a number?
81 is available.
so the first day of training, Shane walks into practice in a jersey that says Hollander, 81, with an absolutely shit-eating grin on his face.
and Ilya goes insane.
You know, as much as I'm a fan of horror and time loops, the absolute funniest interpretation I've seen of Dracula Daily is the one that goes that Jonathan Harker is fine and healthy and happy, he's just telling this story to his grandkids. Again. Because they love hearing the Vampire Story.
there are many reasons why bruise kink is a big fat win for hollanov. but v important is that, though leaving identifiable sex marks is expressly forbidden by the Homophobic Powers That Oversee Shane's Anxiety, if shane shows up to metros optional morning skate with the same bruise on his obliques that everyone saw yesterday after the game, but today its aggravated, pulsing purple and red and maybe abraded in spots, that's literally fine. they're just gonna think he slept on it wrong or the bruise got worse over night. classic. normal. happens every day to every man in homoerotic ice life.
they will NOT ☝ think that the bruise is aggravated because ilya put his mouth on it and sucked at it for an hour (until shane sobbed like a hurt lil coyote and came so hard he sorta blacked out), to complete the check ilya began during the game by putting shane into the boards in the first place and causing this beautiful bruise (foreplay)! but that is what happened (what they planned) 😌 and this IS how we get all of the benefits without any of the worries. soothing possessive pain kink for hungry coyote and his tundra predator. in public and private. so considerate. so mindful. so hockey. so eviscerating.