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  1. Public Bookmark 32

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    Ilya Rozanov has been posting about Shane Hollander since the beginning, if you only cared to look close enough.

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    Or: Ilya’s Instagram might be a shrine to Shane Hollander

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    10 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 56

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    “I want a turn,” he says, handing Ilya his drink as he steps over the rubber lip of the small arena. “Someone time me.”

    Ilya holds his mostly finished beverage as he watches his husband eye up the bull much like Ilya had done, and effortlessly hauls himself upwards to seat himself in the saddle with a swift kick of his leg.

    He gets himself situated, a little wobbly at first from the alcohol that has Ilya believeing that he might not last even as long as he did, when Shane then glances at Luca, grin, fucking winks and then says in an octave lower than his usual register of speaking:

    This is how they do it in Canada.”

    Poor Haas is just as confused as before, if not a little intimidated, his brow furrowing tightly. “But there’s no bulls there either?”

    Shane hits the start button and immediately relaxes his hips to roll with the first wave.

    “I wasn’t talking about bulls, kid.”

    or: shane proves to his team how good of a rider he really is with a mechanical bull in a bar

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    10 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark *

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    “Good,” Ilya praised, his voice thick. “So good for me. Taking my hand so well.”

    Then with a final careful twist, he pressed his thumb alongside the four fingers, curling his whole hand into a loose fist. He began to push.

    The sound Shane made was inhuman–a guttural, choked scream.

    (or, Shane's boyfriend doesn't make him cum. Ilya needs to fix that)

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    08 Jul 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 25

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    Ilya: I never told you when we started our relationship.
    Ilya: Did you? @Shane
    Shane: He baited me into telling him once. But I didn’t.
    Ilya: @luca Explain??????
    Harris sent the Michael Jackson eating pop corn gif.
    Everyone reacted (🍿) on the gif.
    Luca: It was a guess.
    Everyone reacted (🤣) to the message.
    LaPointe: Even I LIE BETTER THAN THAT, MF!

    Or:"This is my first drink VS this is my last drink of the night" On the Barrett-Drover wedding. It couldn't go wrong, right? RIGHT?

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    08 Jul 2026

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    And yeah, Shane knew that Ilya hadn’t been okay last time he was in Russia, but Ilya had had the very real excuse of a funeral to blame things on. Ilya had downplayed it as much as he could, and Shane hadn’t been there, he’d heard the fatigue and he’d seen Ilya’s tired smile, but he hadn’t felt the way Ilya’s hands were cold the entire time he was there, hadn’t seen through the screen the way Ilya dropped eight pounds in three weeks, hadn’t kept time when there were twenty hours in Ilya’s day instead of something closer to sixteen. Or, on the flip side, for the week or two after, when there had been approximately ten conscious hours in a day.

    It was one thing to see something. It was another to feel it in your hands.

    Ilya and Shane are so, so happy for their first year married. They’re playing in Ottawa together, they’re fucking winning, they’re together and out.

    So now, after a year, Ilya should be fine. He should be great. He should not be flinching at small noises or nearly punching people off the clock or feeling like he’s drowning whenever he’s not on the ice.

    Or: Ilya Rozanov, meet your PTSD.

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    07 Jul 2026

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