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coming undone, sweetheart by lizee
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-16
“Hollander,” Ilya said, voice a low growl, “you, fuck, you smell so...why would you come here? Like this?” Ilya was gripping his arms and Shane nearly let out a whine at the contact. He almost forgot how much he craved touch, how good it felt to be touched by him. Almost. Fuck, Ilya smelled so good. He closed his eyes again and inhaled, resisting the urge to touch his forehead to Ilya’s. To strip right here and let everyone in this club watch as Ilya took him, fucked him right here when he’s wet and willing and wanting. “Like what?” he forced out, realizing he needed to give a response. “Like you’re in fucking heat, Hollander,” Ilya hissed through his teeth, pressing a hand into Shane’s chest and pushing him a little. Or, the club scene from episode 4 but omegaverse.
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- AO3:
- #75846376
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Rozanov glanced at Shane's phone screen, reading the top notification. Then his mouth curved. “Duolingo, huh? So fucking boring, Hollander.” Shane’s face went hot. “Yeah,” he said. “Learning French.” Rozanov’s eyes snapped to his. The smirk deepened. “Bad liar, Hollander. You are fluent.” or - Ilya finds out that Shane has been learning Russian behind his back.
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- AO3:
- #75864016
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take my time with you by multi_yohanna
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-16
“I want to take things slow tonight.” Ilya added, lifting his shoulder in a small shrug. “O-okay?” Shane whispered, even more confused than before. “We always rush. There's never enough time, it's always from zero to hundred with us.” Ilya said, bringing his hands up to cup Shane's face. Shane melted into the touch immediately, feeling his anxiety recede bit by bit. “Now there is no need to rush. We have time. All of it. And I want—I want to take my time with you.” Ilya’s voice was low and husky, and Shane exhaled a shuddering breath. “Will you let me?” Ilya asked, and Shane nodded immediately. He would let this man do anything he wanted to him. With zero hesitation. OR After coming out to Shane’s parents and making a plan for the future, Shane and Ilya have a few days to practice what being with each other without any rush or looming deadlines feels like. One night, Ilya decides to take things slow and show Shane exactly what he feels for him.
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- #75864316
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I'll chase you on the dancefloor by Shutupandance
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-16
This time, Shane is not going to freak out on him, he’s not going to leave, he’s not going to throw away the only thing he has wanted for years, just for the chance of living a lie, just for the chance of having a normal life that is only full of pretence. So, as soon as Ilya moves away from the girl, Shane follows. Or, the club scene goes differently.
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- #75874801
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It’s not at all like that night in Vegas, but once again, Ilya and Shane find themselves on a rooftop.
- Part 2 of Hollanov Reimagined
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- #75872011
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Dancing in a Crowded Room by ChuisPlusQueRien
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-16
Shane is tired of resisting. Ilya is happy to help.
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Shane sinks on him and then arches his back, throwing his head behind himself, and he sighs, like he just found refuge after running for his life. He doesn’t even move, no longer grinds or searches for any form of pleasure. No, right now, the pleasure is literally in the act of being full. Ilya looks back down at his belly again. He places a hand over it and smiles. A second later, Shane’s hand is covering his own, and he looks up, finding his omega already looking at him. “Proud of yourself, huh?” He nods, “Da. Very proud. You will look so sexy with your pregnant belly.” A short laugh comes out of Shane’s mouth as he shakes his head with a smile.
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- AO3:
- #75890216
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Don’t know if I’m gonna make it out alive by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-16
He runs his palms down over the one-size-too-big Bears jersey with Rozanov written in large letters across his shoulders and 81 underneath, whispering encouragement to himself. “You can do this. You’re Shane Fucking Hollander. He’s not going to laugh. Stop being an idiot and go out there.”
- Part 3 of Hockey boys 🏒
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“Oh god… every time… every practice and I… I thought it was just you!” “I am very lost right now,” Ilya said, arms outstretched towards his pacing husband. “When you kiss me, sometimes, I get this… this feeling!” “I make you horny? We knew that,” Ilya laughed. “No! Shut up! It’s like my entire body relaxes… because I’m finally getting what I’ve been craving, oh god I am so stupid.” Or: Shane likes kissing his husband. Loves it even. Especially after a long day at work, hidden in a corner, lips and hands taking away all the stress he's always carrying. Until one fateful day when he understand exactly why.
- Part 5 of Hollander-Rozanov (they hyphenated)
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- AO3:
- #75879971
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Really, he reasons with himself, the chances that Shane will answer are very small. And when he sees the missed call, he will probably assume that it was an accidental call and forget about it. In six weeks Boston will be in Montreal and Ilya will go to Shane's weird building with the murder alley and fuck Shane until neither of them can remember their names.
"Rozanov? Why are you calling me? What's wrong?"
Ilya realizes the holidays are so boring if you're spending them alone.
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- #75844276
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Ilya picks up on the third ring, breathing heavily into the phone. Shane hears a door slam shut through the device. “Do not yell at me.”
Shane stares at the half-empty bottle of vodka on the coffee table. “You suck.”
“I suck? I scored hat-trick! In your stupid body! I have not eaten in six hours, Hollander. I have not pissed. I have not laid down. I want to go home.”
“Rozanov–”
“Your mother has called twenty times. Your manager has called thirty times. Your father text me picture of crossword puzzle and ask for help. Clue is about American President from the 1980s. I cannot help!”
OR: the hollanov bodyswap fic.
- Part 3 of cjo + hr
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- 4 versions
- AO3:
- #75819761
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Shane and Ilya have the day off, and for that day, Ilya has complete and utter free use of Shane.
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"Please," Shane moaned, moving his hips in a circular motion. "Please make me—" He was cut off when Ilya’s hand squeezed his throat, Shane’s head starting to rush sending pleasure in between his thighs. "What'd I tell you last time, Shane?" "That you make the rules." Shane whined. "That I make the rules," He repeated softly. "So you take what I give you with a 'thank you' and you don't ask for more." Days after the birthday dilemma, Shane was feeling a bit mischievous. He hadn’t had the birthday sex he wanted, his boyfriend was currently keeping him at arms length, and he was sure he could break through Ilya’s tough exterior. No matter how stubborn and unrelenting Ilya could be, Shane would always be one thousand times worse. Currently sitting at the dining table, Ilya had a book in his hands and glasses on his face— glasses that had Shane dreaming of very dirty things. Walking behind him, Shane wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, resting his chin on his shoulder. “What’re you doing?” “Reading.” “What’re you reading?” “A book.” A puff of air left Shane at Ilya’s dry tone, and a small smile lifted his lips when a plan to break him came to mind. Shifting his body just slightly, Shane slowly trailed his right hand down his boyfriend’s chest, making sure his fingers slid under the holes of his button down, his short nails slightly scratching at the skin before making their way to the top of his jeans. Unaffected—or trying to be—Ilya stayed silent, continuing to read. “Put that book down,” Shane said softly into Ilya’s ear, his teeth nipping at the shell of it. “I promise…I’m far more interesting.” “I doubt that.” Unwavering, Shane continued his torment. Using his left hand, he grabbed onto Ilya’s jaw, tilting it to the left so that his neck was exposed. It was rare that Shane took charge like this, often leaving it all up to Ilya to control. Shane was so independent in his life. His meals, his workout, his entire career was picked apart and planned to its last minute. So when he had sex—correction. When sex happened with Ilya, Shane would often let him take the lead, enjoying the ability to let go. To not have to think about what to do, how to react. He could just feel and take and be in the moment. Some would call this submissive, but Shane just viewed it as his lifestyle. Pressing a soft kiss behind his ear, Shane began trailing identical ones down, lining the column of his throat with open mouthed, hot kisses. Stopping at a particular spot he knew would work on Ilya, Shane began sucking the skin greedily, his other hand still rubbing his boyfriend’s chest, his fingers rifling up Ilya’s button down so it no longer tucked into his pants. “How about now?” Shane murmured. “Is that book still interesting?” It took a beat before Ilya could respond. When he did, his breath hitched just slightly in his throat but Shane immediately caught onto that, smirking against his skin. “Y-es.” “I see…” Shane said, feigning a sigh. “It’s too bad. I was going to let you sit in that chair all pretty while I did all the work. But if you’d still like to read…well, I guess I can’t stop you.” “Your hand is still on my dick.” “Is it?” Shane asked, pretending to be shocked. “Oh my—what’s that doing there?” It was even rarer that Shane could control their play for this long, usually Ilya would take the reins by now and press him against the nearest surface, fucking Shane stupid. Instead of removing his hand, however, Shane palmed the front of Ilya’s pants, feeling him grow harder with every touch. He smiled wide, exhilarated at the prospect that he was the one to make Ilya feel this way. A thud sounded before a hand had gripped Shane’s, pausing his movements on his dick. Shane, just slightly alarmed, looked down at his boyfriend to see that his book was gone from his hand and instead, his expression was replaced with something heeded. Something dark. Something that dug deep into Shane’s stomach, burning him from the inside out. Easily, Ilya had twisted his body and grabbed onto Shane’s waist, manhandling him so that he was standing in between his legs. A breath left Shane as he placed his hands on Ilya’s shoulders for stability, staring down into his boyfriend’s eyes. He watched him thoughtfully. Red dusted Ilya’s cheeks, his eyes glazed over deliciously, and his neck covered in hickey’s that left Shane feeling very satisfied. Instead of backing down, Shane took one hand off of Ilya’s shoulder, using it to grab his boyfriend’s jaw again and lift it up so that Ilya was forced into whatever position Shane wanted him to be in. Leaning down, Shane gently pulled off Ilya’s glasses, setting them on the table behind him before capturing his lips in a soft kiss.
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After bolting from Rozanov's house, Shane was desperate to figure out what the fuck was wrong with him that kept him crawling back for more despite his better judgment. He downloaded Grindr, hoping sleeping with someone else would finally give him clarity.
Ryan had been striking out for weeks. Every hookup with his usual type ended the same way: humiliating and incomplete. He was starting to wonder if he needed to try something different and branch out from what normally attracted him to shake him out of his own head.
Neither of them gets what they want, but they figure things out, anyway.
Or: An alternate take on Shane's sexuality crisis coming to a head.
- Part 1 of From the Sidelines
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- #75820926
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“Holy shit, dude,” Hayden whispers, too loudly, as he pulls Shane away. “No way you were just talking to Ilya Rozanov.” “Uh, yeah. We just met. Wait, did he lie to me?” Shane asks, looking back over his shoulder where Ilya is now standing next to a short but very muscular woman with long black hair. “What does he play?” Hayden stops, so Shane does too. “You don’t know who that was?” Shane makes a face that says ‘no shit’, and waits for an answer. “Dude. You are so innocent. Ilya Rozanov, ‘Russia’s Greatest Love Machine’?” Hayden says, like it’s obvious. Shane looks at him blankly, and then Hayden laughs. Not like, a chuckle. He full on cackles, bending over like he can’t even contain it. “Man, he’s like prolific.” “At what?” Shane snaps, because he’s getting really sick of not being in on the joke. “He’s a porn star, man.” “A-” Shane says, swallowing thickly. “What?” --- Ilya is a porn star, Shane is a hockey player, and their paths cross.
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- 4 versions
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- #75526046
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They’re standing in front of the table of items being auctioned: a variety of MLH memorabilia, box seats for the season, a bottle of wine that’s probably worth more than Shane’s signing bonus— —and a piece of paper, with six words printed across the top in big, bold letters: HOLLANDER AND ROZANOV WINNER’S ROOM PERFORMANCE.
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- AO3:
- #75806321
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“I did not … know what happened. You touched over my pants, kissed my stomach. Went into my lap.” Ilya gestures with his free hand like he’s grasping for a word he can’t find, just out of reach. “Something was different.” Shane can’t say he remembers all that in as much clarity as Ilya does – the whole day is a bit of a blur in his mind. “We were having fun afternoon. Sex and naps and talking. And then I touched your hair and you went somewhere. Scared me, a little bit.” Blinking and still not understanding, Shane repeats, “I went somewhere?” Reaching over, Ilya picks up the booklet. One handed, he holds it against his thigh and flips to a page around halfway through with the word Subspace in bold at the top. He taps it with his forefinger. “Went here, I think.” Shane experiences a sub-drop without knowing what's happening. Ilya doesn't know either, so he makes it his mission to find out.
- Part 1 of Ilya and Shane explore gentle BDSM!
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- English
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- AO3:
- #75733051
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Shane Hollander Spitting Compilation, 2010 to 2014 by Erisenyo
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-14
[“YouTube,” Shane says suspiciously as he opens the text and eyes the link. “They have porn on YouTube now?” “’Now’,” Ilya echoes fondly, shaking his head. “Just open it.” Shane gives him one last dubious look before clicking the link to see… “'Shane Hollander Spitting Compilation',” he reads out incredulously. “'2010 to 2014’, what the fuck?” ] OR, Ilya sends Shane a link to something Shane totally isn't into. Definitely not. Probably. ...maybe he should research just to be sure.
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- #75725381
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You don’t need to touch me to unravel everything inside me by amy_prm
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-14
Shane Hollander is an omega, and no one should know about it, considering it could cost him his ice hockey career. He’s taking his suppressants and it seems to be working great, but Shane notices a change in biology whenever he encounters Ilya Rozanov.
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- AO3:
- #75605136
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Shane's heat takes him by surprise and Ilya helps him out.
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- AO3:
- #75734671