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#PlayboyHollander and #LoverboyRozanov you will always be famous by Anonymous
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-16
Set after my previous fic "The Whole Time", can be read as a stand-alone but it will make more sense if you read that one first. Both are also set post The Long Game.
It's Ilya's turn for his own Wired Autocomplete Interview and, unlike Shane, he refuses to run his mouth... or that was the plan at least... whether he's successful or not, that's up for debate.
Including, once more: lots of teasing, lame jokes, cursing, viral tweets, trending hashtags and one exasperated Shane Hollander.
- Part 2 of The Wired Saga
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Ilya's Soup for Ilya's Shane by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-16
Finally, Shane lifts his eyes from the computer screen. He removes his glasses, a move that Ilya silently mourns, and sets them aside. Shane's eyes are duller than usual, and the tiniest bit bloodshot. His cheeks are flush in a way that is not fun and sexy but reads more fever and germs.
He looks so tired.
“You, and do not take this the wrong way, look like shit.”
“Fuck off, Rozanov!”
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Or, Shane gets sick when Ilya visits and Ilya takes care of him.
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(i can't get no) satisfaction by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-16
[An image of Ilya Rozanov from 2016, leaving a nightclub in Boston. He is flanked on either side by two women. His right arm is casually slung around the shoulders of one, while the other holds onto his left arm. He is winking at the camera.]
@NHLInsider It’s been a rough week for Ilya Rozanov after a storybook start to the season. After suffering bruised ribs during Ottawa’s game against Montreal on Thursday, now one of his former flames has come forward claiming he was a less-than-stellar partner.
TikTok user @bostonbethany posted a video on Saturday detailing her encounter with Rozanov back in 2017. She says he didn’t pay for her drinks, was constantly checking his phone, could barely make conversation after leading her to believe he was interested in a relationship, failed to satisfy her in the bedroom after trying for nearly an hour, and never called her again.
This comes as Rozanov is out for at least two weeks with his injury, while the Centaurs, including his husband Shane Hollander, head to Berlin for two games against Detroit as part of the NHL’s Global Series.
We’ll let you know if we hear anything back from Rozanov’s camp.
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Shane had memorized every version of Ilya’s face over the years. He remembered the way his face broke open when he saw him on TV winning his first Stanley Cup. He remembered the way he turned away and face contorted as he tried not to cry in front of Shane for the first time at that All Stars weekend all these years ago now. He remembered the soft vulnerability in Ilya’s eyes the first time they’d managed to choke out I love you. But seeing Ilya hold their son for the first time was a look Shane didn't have a name for yet. Or, Shane and Ilya are about to become dads for the first time. They navigate the pregnancy, Ilya’s final season, and Shane’s first away game after their son is born.
- Part 11 of Our House
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When Shane announces to the world that he is signing with the Ottawa centaurs and that he is engaged to Ilya in a post online the response he gets is a little different to what he was expecting...but it was a lot better too
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or the replies and comments on Shane's post at the end of "What Happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas...Mostly"
- Part 3 of Nothing Stays in Vegas
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Hayden just wanted to surprise Shane with a guy’s night in. Shane had been flat lately, and he and JJ thought it would be nice to distract him with friendship.
How they ended up stuck in a fucking closet watching Shane get dicked down harder than anyone in the history of the world has ever been dicked down, Hayden would never quite understand.- Language:
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Rozanov smirked. “Going both ways is most valuable hockey skill.”
“Hey!” Shane objected.
“You have many other valuable skills,” Rozanov murmured. “Let me and Pike have this one, mm?”
Hayden watched, feeling numb, as Shane let Rozanov tug him into a kiss. Oh. Oh fuck. Fuck, that was hot.
“You like watching, Pike?” Rozanov asked, without turning his face away from Shane’s.
“Fuck you, Rozanov,” Hayden snapped reflexively. “… Yes.”Canon-divergent AU where Hayden tells Shane he’s bisexual before Shane gets a chance to come out to him, and things escalate quickly from there. AKA, the Hayden in a Hollanov sandwich smutfic that
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Russians do not blush. Russians do not get sick. Ilya gets concussions. He gets stitches. He skates on cracked ribs and calls it fine. He does not get sick. Which is why, when he wakes up at three in the morning in the middle of June, shaking so hard his teeth knock together, his first instinct is irritation.
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A night out at the Kingfisher during a team roadtrip to New York leaves Ilya cursed with a truth spell. Worried this will ruin everything for Ilya and Shane and their very secret relationship, Ilya scrambles to break the curse before saying anything he can't take back.
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Shane Hollander was perfect; the perfect son, the perfect boyfriend, the perfect friend. He had spent years refining perfection, making sure he was the picture of it. It was second nature after all these years; a suit that didn’t quite fit, but that he’d gotten used to.
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Beneath the roiling irritation, Shane is pretty sure he’s going to feel stupid in about an hour about this argument.
Right now, though, he’s in the middle of it and annoyed enough to stay there.
“-any fucking sense,” he says, slapping the dishtowel in his hand down on the counter and only succeeding in winding himself up further when it hits a little puddle of dishwater that sprays droplets on him.
Unfortunately, the easiest outlet for this frustration is also the person who started this argument in the first fucking place: Ilya.
“It does not need to make sense,” Ilya says, arms crossed over his chest in a way that says he’s feeling just as ready to commit to the world’s most stupid fight about nothing as Shane is. “Is about feeling.”
“And you feel like you would love a worm?” Shane asks, mirroring Ilya’s posture in a way that’s meant to be mocking.
From the way Ilya’s jaw tightens, he noticed, and it sends a petty little thrill through Shane.
(ilya tries to be sweet and let shane know he would love him even if he was a worm) (somehow it ends up turning into a fight)
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On the screen was perhaps the most confusing headline Shane had seen in all his years in the spotlight.
‘Is Montreal’s Shane Hollander Having an Illicit Love Affair with Boston’s Cliff Marlow?’
Shane blinked twice, his mind slamming to a halt as he read and re-read the words. “What the fuck?”
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Gather 'Round the Campfire by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-12
As is true of most of the best things in life, it was completely and totally Jackie’s idea.
“Come on, are you serious? You’ve never played ‘Never Have I Ever’?”
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Or, Shane, Ilya, Hayden, and Jackie play Never Have I Ever while on vacation. Everyone learns something about one another, and Shane learns that being open with the people he loves isn't so scary.- Language:
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Finding your soulmate is supposed to be beautiful. You stand in front of someone and you say their full name; they say yours. Your soulmarks appear somewhere on your bodies, and it's supposed to be beautiful. Life-changing.
It's not supposed to happen a week before the World Juniors tournament in a dirty Saskatchewan parking lot. It's not supposed to be Canada's newest darling hockey player and your future rival who whispers your name. It's not supposed to be a boy that your skin blooms for.
And if that does happen, despite the fact that it shouldn't, you're definitely not supposed to lie to your soulmate's face, refuse to say his name in return, and pretend that you never felt your soulmark appear at all. And if that happens, somehow, you're definitely not supposed to kiss him less than a year later. And then later. And then later. And then later, until you realize you never want to leave his bed despite the fact that you've never told him the truth about the bear tattoo on your chest.
or, finding out that his soulmate is Shane Hollander isn't beautiful. Ilya can't pretend that it's not life-changing though.
- Part 4 of my heated rivalry anon fics
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Cancelled Flight Home by vlademetri
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-11
But he refused—absolutely refused—to sleep on the airport floor. Across from him, however, Ilya had surrendered to that reality much faster. or Shane will not sleep on the dirty airport floor...unless his husband asks nicely cause he's sad Read pt. 2 HERE
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Wine Night, Leaked... by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-11
Twitter notices Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov.
Everything spirals from there.- Part 4 of Wine Night, Eventually
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Shane Hollander: Most Wanted by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-11
Set after Shane comes out to his team. Now that more and more people find out he is gay, he is also getting a lot more male attention.
Meanwhile Ilya gets progressively more jealous and wants to remind everyone exactly who Shane Hollander belongs to.
Also they're idiots in loveor
5 times Shane had to reject a guy giving him attention
+1 time everyone found out why- Part 3 of Hollanov/Centaurs Texting/WAG Fics
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Come Back Home (The Porch Light Is On) by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-11
ROZANOV DOWN: Ottawa Captain Carried Off Ice on Stretcher After Third Period Hit. Rozanov unconscious on impact. Fencing response observed. Cervical collar applied. Transferred to hospital by ambulance. Shane Hollander received game misconduct following altercation and did not return to the ice.
A grade-3 concussion leaves Ilya Rozanov trapped in a "slow" brain, struggling to reclaim the elite hockey instincts that once defined his identity. Within the sanctuary of their darkened apartment, Shane Hollander anchors their life, managing every medical detail while privately bracing against his own silent terror. It is a portrait of the grueling, quiet patience required to wait out a neurological fog, hoping the person on the other side eventually finds their way back.
- Part 2 of Shake off the shackles my love
- Part 7 of A Formal Study of the Heart
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She's got her mouth open, too, ready to snap at him to leave, because Shane does not need this right now. He can come back, if he has to, when her son's less fucking vulnerable, high on painkillers and reeling from mood-swings; not that she thinks he will, which, good. Really, she's just about to, when Shane's voice sounds. "Ilyaaaaa!" he lets out delightedly. For another long moment, nobody moves. Rozanov's face has contorted. His brows are furrowed and he's looking only at Shane. Is he confused? Yuna's pretty damn confused. Because– "Il-yaaaa!" Shane repeats, loud and sounding – ecstatic, really. Absolutely ecstatic. Yuna stares at Shane's bruised face and tries, desperately, not to cry. She loves hockey, loves it with all her heart, is obsessed with Montreal and her son's career – but she hates it, too, when it leaves Shane broken, collapsed on the ice. It's not okay. It's never okay, seeing him there, helpless and hurt. It's even worse when she's not there. Yuna and David had been at home when it'd happened. They'd put the game on in the background, as they were wont to do with all of Shane's games, and Yuna'd been ironing as David made dinner, the two of them talking lightly together about nothing much. It'd been perfect, really. Her younger self would never have thought it, but she lives for those quiet evenings with her husband, easy and calm, the smell of good food wafting through the house and the croon of the speaker in the background. A good night, she'd thought. Shane'd been on his A-game. In the face-off, he'd stolen the puck from Rozanov, and raced across the ice, and he looked like he was really, truly enjoying it. He'd been smiling. Yuna'd remarked on it. Then, suddenly, silence. Yuna'd looked up at the sudden hush. The audience's usually a constant white noise, the calling and hooting and booing merging together into one dull sound. The commentators remarked on every pass Shane made, especially tonight, when they were playing Boston. Silence was never – ever – good. She hadn't known who it was at first. There was just a figure in a blue jersey, smashed onto the ice. She'd stood up, squinted. Was it Hayden? But no, PIKE was there, plastered on the back of the figure throwing himself onto the Boston player that'd caused the fall. Was it Gagnon? Then – "And Shane Hollander's down!" the commentator had announced, and everything in Y una went still. Shane's been injured before, of course. It's hockey. Yuna'd been forced to cope with it ever since Shane was nine and first bowled over by one of the other players – bigger than him, bulkier than him, always more aggressive than him. He usually gets up, though. He usually gets up. He doesn't this time. After that, everything blurred into one. David had sprinted upstairs, and he’d grabbed the overnight bag that they'd never used, that was needed only for emergencies, and then he'd been down and Yuna'd remembered how to breathe again and they were in the car, rushing- rushing-rushing to where their son was, miles away, being carted off to hospital in Montreal. They'd got there as soon as they could. It wasn't soon enough. But the doctor had calmed them, reassured them, told them, "Your son's alright, Mr and Mrs Hollander, he's just got a fractured collarbone and a mild concussion. Don't worry." Then he'd added, with a friendly grin, "He'll be out for the playoffs, though, I'm afraid." A Voyageurs fan. As if Yuna cared about the playoffs.–Shane would, though, she remembered, and told herself to give a brittle smile and thank him. She did. She's here, now, sat at his bedside. It's not a familiar position, not like it would be for a lot of hockey families. Shane's just that good. Yuna's overwhelmingly glad it's not. She doesn't think she could cope if he got himself in here every season. It's been a few hours since he'd first woken up, blinking dazedly at her and David, drugs pumping through his system to keep him relaxed and pain-free. It'd been startling, actually, the easy grin that slid onto his face when he'd spotted them. Shane'd smiled slow and smooth and genuine. It'd crinkled his eyes up and he’d been squinting, too, because of the bright lights, and he’d looked happy. Happy and loose in a way that made Yuna realise he was usually so, so tense; so, so stiff. He'd been slow to wake. He'd shifted, and grumbled to himself, and Yuna and David had rushed to his bedside to be right there when he finally blinked himself to consciousness. His head flopped a bit, and he’d muttered something she couldn't quite make out that sounded like "Ill-ya," and repeated it over and over again. She still doesn't know what it means. He'd stopped saying it when he realised she and David were there, had quietened down and looked at her and then beamed. Then his grin had gotten smaller, regulating, but he'd greeted them in a soft, slurred voice, and very quickly gotten tired again and drifted off. That'd been around midnight, Yuna thinks, maybe later. David had exhaled and kissed her and gone off to book them a hotel for a couple days. Yuna couldn't bring herself to go with him. Because he knows her, and he loves her, and probably because he feels better if Shane has one of them there, he'd gone without protest. She'll join him tonight, she thinks. When Shane's been awake for more than just a few minutes. She just sat with him, watching him breathe; she checks the clock and the heart-rate monitor every so often. She'd managed to get a few hours in around three a.m., crashing in the stiff armchair in the corner of the private room Shane's in, and she'd woke up again at half seven, her phone glaring in the dull dark of the room. One of the nurses must have switched the light off when they'd seen her asleep. Yuna's thankful. Now, the little numbers on the screen say 08:47. Visiting time's started. Not that anyone'll be by for a couple hours yet, thank God, because Yuna really can't deal with people right now. Except David. He should be here shortly too, the only saving grace. Him, she always wants by her side. As if summoned by her thoughts, there's a gentle knock at the door, and it's pulled open. David walks in, circles under his eyes, but they're certainly not as bad as hers are bound to be. His expression softens when he looks at her, and she smiles a little helplessly. "How's he doing?" he asks lowly. "Alright, I think," she says honestly. "But –" "It's never easy seeing him like this," David agrees. Yuna lets out an exhausted sigh. "Yes," she says. "Yes. Nothing's changed since you left. He's just..."
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i’ve been afraid of changing, ‘cause i’ve built my life around you by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-10
Shane’s thoughts feel dangerous. Or - not dangerous, exactly, but really fucking scary. The kind of thoughts that used to have him bolting upright in the middle of the night, his skin drenched with cold sweat at the mere prospect of such a thing.
But now…now Shane thinks it’s time.
“I think this is my last season,” he whispers, voice faltering over the words he’s never said aloud before.
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