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Change on the Fly by raywrites (haunt_me_then)
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-08
“34 is not that old, Ilya. And he’s in amazing shape too.” Ilya says nothing for a few seconds and Shane glances up again from typing to see he’s being stared at with teasing eyes. He hates how the look still makes his heart flutter and neck go warm. “Amazing shape,” Ilya parrots in a poor North American accent. “So kind of you to notice, Hollander. Good to know for future matches.” The smirk that launched a thousand penalty shots. “Or maybe you just like looking at older boring hockey players? Good to know for me.” - Shane knows he’s the jealous type. He just didn’t know Ilya would be even worse.
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Cliff was only aiming to push the guy off the puck, maybe disrupt his stride long enough to give Rozanov time to catch up, but Hollander wasn’t expecting the hit, and it caught him at an awkward angle, knocking one of his legs out from under him. Cliff watched as he slid uncontrolled, his momentum carrying him into the boards ahead of them at full speed. His shoulder hit first, but then Cliff heard his helmet hit the boards with a deafening crack. For a moment, the arena was deathly silent, as though the whole crowd was holding its breath. Cliff dropped to a crouch above Hollander’s body, still splayed out on the ice. There was blood streaming out of his nose. He wasn’t moving.
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blessed be the boys time can't capture by justhockey
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-08
They had so many years of love and joy, so many tender, vulnerable moments that they were never allowed to capture - never allowed to keep. “We don’t have any pictures together, Ilya,” Shane repeats, his voice frantic and desperate and almost pleading. “We’ve loved each other for a decade and all we have to show for it is-“ “-us, Shane. We have us to show for it. Our life, our love, our home that we have built together.”
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June 2014, Las Vegas Post the Las Vegas Scene, sub!Shane drops hard and Dom!Ilya races to save him. **** From Jane: We didn't even kiss Shane didn't mean to send the text. He was so dizzy and cold and unsteady after leaving Ilya's room, he didn't even remember if he HAD sent the text. His fingers were too numb to undo his shirt buttons, he felt like the floor was dropping out from beneath him, he was nauseous and exhausted and didn't know why he couldn't stop shaking, why couldn't he stop shaking...? From Jane: ww dnt v ks The text came through as gibberish, and “Fuck.” Ilya threw his clothes back on and ran to get to Shane's hotel room. He'd been too far in his head to pay attention to Shane being quiet and shivering after they were done. Shane had stumbled getting out of bed, bumped into furniture, struggled with the door and Ilya had heard it but he'd been too much of a coward to get out of bed and check and now his submissive was sending gibberish texts and that wasn't good. “Sorry sorry sorry.” Ilya muttered as he ran. “I’m coming. I’m coming, hold on.”
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“Daddy?” a soft voice whispered and a hand touched him a few times. Shane opened his eyes, and in front of him there was his sweet daughter, in her unicorns pyjamas and a messy ponytail, holding her teddy bear. “I can’t sleep”. “Come here, love” Shane murmured, patting the bed. Irina nodded and climbed the bed, settling in between Shane and Ilya, who was still sleeping. She gave Shane her back and curled up behind her papa, holding with one hand Mr. Bear and with the other Ilya’s shoulder. Shane made sure that everyone was well covered by the blanket, then let his arm wrap his daughter, his husband and, of course, Mr. Bear.
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For Better or for Rozanov by SunsetMaiden
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-06
After not speaking for over four months, Ilya is perturbed by headlines that Shane has suddenly married an American pop star. Excerpt: Shane Hollander opened the door to find a 6’3 seething Russian in the hallway. “What…” he angled his head to peer around Ilya’s rigid, imposing figure. “What are you doing here?” Ilya shoved a magazine at him. “Annul it.” “No seriously. Where’d you even come from?” “Hollander.” Icy warning wrapped around each syllable. “Aren’t you presenting at the ESPYs tonight?” “Am home sick,” Ilya barked, pushing his way into Shane’s apartment. “Is true?” he gestured toward the magazine Shane had yet to acknowledge. “End it. Now.” “End what…” Shane looked down, frowning when he realized it was the fucking 'National Enquirer'. What the actual fuck? “Oh…” he breathed, the top box on the front page catching his eye. A picture of him and Mia Voegele taken in a dark club with the tag, ‘Secret Marriage?'
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Shane shuts down. Ilya handles it about as well as you’d expect.
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What If I Can't Close My Eyes Without You In My Head? by theemporium
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-06
Five more minutes, Ilya told himself, fighting the slow, sleepy blinks and the dangerous urge that wanted nothing more than to pull the duvet over the two of them. Five more minutes and then I will go. Hollander is asleep, he can’t bitch about any risks. Ilya woke up fifteen minutes later, warm and content. He ignored the feeling as he slid out the bed, his chest tightening at the way Shane grabbed the pillow he was sleeping on and tugged it closer. He quickly got dressed, letting his eyes linger on Shane for a few more seconds before quickly slipping out the room. . Or, in which it takes a therapy session for Ilya to realise that Shane Hollander is his favourite weighted blanket.
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Ilya washes Shane’s hair.
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Printer’s Alley by OpalApparition
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2025-12-05
They’re not dating. They’re barely even friends. Shane should be in bed preparing for tomorrow’s game. But when Ilya shows up in Nashville wearing a stupid cowboy hat and that dangerous smile, things go from routine to risky: meeting up with Rozanov is a terrible idea. Dancing with him in a crowded bar where anyone could see is worse. But Shane’s never been good at saying no to Rozanov.
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Jackie says Shane can be Hayden's hall pass, but Ilya refuses to allow him to do it alone. A wild night ensues.
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“We race.” Ilya pushed his shorts down and gripped his cock, smiling when Shane’s eyes dropped down to watch. “You run and I will touch myself. You do not stop, and I will not stop. Deal?” “You’re serious.” Shane huffed and folded his arms. “What happens if I win? If I last longer than you?” “If you win?” Ilya arched an eyebrow towards him. “You get to see me cum.” “Right.” Shane wished his voice hadn’t cracked just then. “And that’s supposed to be a reward?” “Yes.” Ilya bent one knee so his shorts pulled tight across his thighs, across the outline of his cock. “Obviously.” “And if I lose?” Shane swallowed nervously. “If I quit before you’re done. What then?” “...then you get to see me cum.” it came out nearly a growl in Ilya’s thick accent. “As punishment.” “Fuck.” Shane got back on the goddamn treadmill and hit the start button. “Fuck. Fine. Let’s go.”
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Pretty isn't Pretty by Sunsetz_mx
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-03
Thank god for his makeup stylist, honestly. Without her, he’d look like he’d been dragged through six time zones—and he usually had been. He didn’t know why this insecurity was grabbing him now. Ilya had never made him feel like he wasn’t enough. Not once.
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Ilya’s spent his whole life hiding. Now he wants to go to Pride — their first as a married couple, in their new city, with their new team. Shane’s spent his whole career being careful, being quiet, being private about everything that matters. But maybe it’s time to stop being so fucking careful. (or the one where Ilya buys too many flags, the team shows up in matching shirts, and Shane learns what it feels like to be proud.) The humidity hits Shane the moment he steps out onto the back deck, coffee mug warm in his hand despite the August heat. Inside, Ilya is singing along to something in Russian — badly, enthusiastically, the way he does everything these days. The way he’s been doing everything since they got married, since Shane signed with Ottawa, since their whole fucking lives became this impossible thing Shane still can’t quite believe is real. “You are going to burn,” Ilya calls from inside, not even looking. Somehow he always knows when Shane’s outside without sunscreen. “It’s eight in the morning.” “Sun does not care about time.” The screen door slides open and Ilya emerges, shirtless, holding his own coffee and what Shane now recognizes as the industrial-sized bottle of sunscreen they bought at Costco last week. “Also, we have practice in two hours and I am not listening to you complain about sunburn through bag skate.” Shane takes the sunscreen because arguing is pointless. Ilya’s already rubbing it into his shoulders before Shane can even open the cap himself. “You’re very nurturing this morning,” Shane says. “I am keeping my husband alive. Is different.” But Ilya’s hands are gentle, thorough, spreading sunscreen across Shane’s neck, behind his ears, down his arms. “Also, I need to ask you something.” “That sounds ominous.” “Is not ominous.” Ilya moves around to face him, blocking out the sun. His eyes are very blue this morning, the way they get when he’s scheming. “Is fun thing. You like fun.” “I’m immediately suspicious.” “Shane.” Ilya’s hands land on his hips, thumbs hooking into the waistband of Shane’s shorts. “Capital Pride is next weekend.” Shane’s stomach does something complicated. “Okay.” “I want us to go.” The deck is suddenly very quiet except for the sound of someone’s lawn mower three houses down. Shane takes a sip of coffee, buying time. “To Pride.” “Yes, to Pride. In Ottawa. Our city now.” Ilya’s face is open, hopeful, and fuck, Shane knows where this is going. “I have never been to Pride. Not as myself. Not as-” He gestures between them. “As this.” Shane’s chest tightens. “I know.” “In Russia, I could not even-” Ilya stops, swallows. “I could not even think about it, you know? Not just illegal, but dangerous. And then in Boston, I was not ready. Was not out. Was hiding everything.” His hands squeeze Shane’s hips. “But now I am here. With you. And I am married to you. And I can—I want to be there. I want to see it.” “Ilya-” “You do not want to go.” It’s not a question. Ilya’s face does something complicated, shuttering slightly. “That’s not what I said.” “But is what you think.” Shane sets his coffee down on the deck railing, carefully. “I just—it’s going to be a lot. Media will be there. Everyone will-” “Everyone already knows we are married,” Ilya interrupts. “We did not hide this. You signed with Ottawa, everyone knows why. Is not secret.” “I know it’s not a secret.” Shane runs a hand through his hair, frustrated with himself, with how he can’t seem to just be as brave as Ilya makes it look. “I’m just—I’m not good at this stuff. The public thing. The-” “The being proud of us thing?” “That’s not fair.” Ilya’s expression softens. He steps closer, cups Shane’s face in both hands. “Moya lyubov. I am not trying to be unfair. I am trying to-” He pauses, searching for words. “I spent my whole life being afraid. Hiding. Pretending. And now I do not want to do this anymore. I want to go to Pride with my husband. I want to hold your hand in public and not be scared. I want to-” His voice cracks slightly. “I want to exist, okay? As myself. As bisexual man. As married man. As Ilya Rozanov who loves Shane Hollander more than anything.” Shane’s throat is tight. “Fuck.” “Is good fuck or bad fuck?” “Good fuck.” Shane pulls Ilya closer, wraps his arms around him. “Always good fuck when you do the romantic speech thing.” Ilya laughs against his shoulder. “So you will come?” “Of course I’ll come, you manipulative asshole.” “I am not manipulative. I am persuasive. Is different.” “You’re both.”
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Shane has a panic attack before a big press conference after one of the Montreal metro's biggest losses since he’d been captain. Ilya decides to go find him and talks his boy down from a heart attack (basically, I saw Shane freaking out before the MLH Awards and decided, yeah, he has debilitating panic attacks)
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You're where I wanna be, my darling, can't you see? by mickeysmyheart
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-02
Shane’s so cute when he’s upset and all Ilya can do is tease him some more. He loves to tease him, he’s so easy to rile up. “Admit it, you missed me,” he teases more, grabbing at his soft blue hoodie. “I fucking didn’t,” Shane says, annoyed but he knows Shane did miss him, because Ilya really missed him. OR Ilya fucks Shane's tits during their first time together
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trace me onto your skin by keifteef
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-02
Shane Hollander has been keeping his identity a secret for his entire hockey career. How could he be so irresponsible as to lose his suppressants?
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i’d stop the world if it gave us time by justhockey
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-02
“My - it’s my,” Shane pants, his hand flapping like Ilya’s sometimes does when he’s searching for an English translation that he can’t quite remember. Shane’s heart squeezes painfully. “He’s-“ He wants to say my boyfriend is on that plane. He wants to cry, and throw things, and scream the love of my life might be dying while we stand here. But he doesn’t. He can’t. His voice can’t find the words, can’t find the strength to speak, and even if he could - would he? Would Shane tell the whole world that for him, it has always been Ilya? Will only ever be Ilya? (Or, the plane scene in The Long Game goes a little differently.)
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baby, kiss it better by justhockey
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-01
He’d known that this thing between them - this thing that he wasn’t allowed to want, but couldn’t ever imagine giving up - was already so much more than it was ever supposed to be. But when he’d left Ilya’s hotel room that night, with his heart still racing and his thighs still shaking, all he could think about was that they hadn’t even kissed. Not once.
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where's the trophy? (he just comes running over to me) by orphan_account
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-11-30
Another reporter stood. “Be honest, Ilya. People believe he left you.” Ilya finally leaned forward a fraction, resting his elbows on the table. His voice was soft. Too soft. Dangerously soft. “He did not leave,” he murmured. —> where the entire hockey community believes Shane Hollander divorced Ilya Rozanov for good.
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