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Please Stay (I'll Never Make You Go) by Neo_Nightmare
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-07
Shane knew his bad habit of crying while driving would probably catch up to him eventually. OR The aftermath of Ilya suggesting Shane could see someone else, if Ilya wasn't enough for him, but worse.
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David goes to Shane's cottage to get his phone charger. Or maybe, it's really not about the phone charger. Podfic Available
- Part 1 of The Family Hollander
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Dancin' with my eyes closed by stargazingstormtrooper92
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-06
"Sorry. Just realized something just now.," Ilya laughs. "What?" "Loons," Ilya says and laughs again. "Loons?" Yuna repeats confused. "When I went to the cottage last summer Shane made fun of me because I never heard the loon call before. I was so scared. I called it stupid canadian wolf bird," Yuna lets out a little laugh, Ilya continues - "I just realized that these ducks on my baby blanket, they look like..." "Loons," Yuna finishes with smile tugging on her lips. "Yes. Loons. Shane will make fun of me," Ilya groans but not maliciously. He takes the blanket out of Yuna's hands and brings it to his face, trying to see if it still smells like home, like his mom. But the smell was gone and his heart lurches. (...) "Tell me the stories. All of them." *** Or: Ilya has the flu when he recieves a package from Svetlana containing his childhood memorabilia from Russia. Mother son duo Ilya Rozanov and Yuna Hollander strikes again ❤
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Hayden keeps trying to call, but with only three days until Ilya leaves the cottage, Shane doesn't feel like answering. He's jealous, Yuna and David are understanding, and Ilya finds a way to bag out Hayden Pike and Scott Hunter, be not so secretly possessive about his boyfriend, and declare his intentions to be future father of the year all in the space of two minutes.
- Part 4 of all the things they (finally) said
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And he said he was going up! by HollanovIsReal2K17 (knockyasocksoff2022)
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-05
SUMMARY: Yuna remembers seeing Ilya in the lift
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The Hollander Guide to Fighting by strawhat_star
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-04
Shane Hollander's experiences with racism, fighting, and hockey prior to his rookie season. And the conversation he has with the Centaurs after they find out. A prequel/sequel work to "Blood Upon The Snow", but you don't need to have read that for this to make sense, though it might help.
- Part 2 of Nature Offers a Violence
- Part 4 of Heated Rivalry - Collection
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high like the kite by dressedupliketheking
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-04
Shane was not texting Hayden (much) during the Cup final. What starts as gentle teasing from Yuna swerves into a conversation about marriage, emergency contacts and Shane's time in hospital after the hit from Marlow. Also: laughs, and 8 is the perfect number of burgers this time.
- Part 3 of all the things they (finally) said
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”Rozanov looks good in Russia, sure, but here? I don’t know if he’ll hold up.”
Shane wasn’t supposed to be listening. At sixteen, a decade into competition hockey, this was his first time at the Saskatchewan arena and he’d taken the wrong turn in the long, echoing corridors. The conference room door was shut, but there was a crack at the bottom and the words spilled out into the hallway, bouncing off the cheap vinyl tiles. He tried to breathe quietly, desperate for news about his opponent. There was only one other player near Shane’s level, and he’d come all the way from Russia.
“The rumors—”
The voice trailed off. Someone cleared their throat.
Heart beating double-time, Shane felt for his scent blockers. One firm cuff around each wrist, pads on either side of his neck. The underwear everyone wore, basic manners. Too many alphas in a small enough space could—had—led to fights in the locker room. Always, Shane had to set a good example. Had to be better, so he could play.
“I don’t believe it.” A chair creaked. “No fuckin’ omega plays like Rozanov.”
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Get the fire out from the wire (I'd share a life and you'd share a life) by LoneswaggingRanger
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-04
While Shane is out talking with his mom about his sexuality and her unquestionable acceptance, Ilya and his father are inside having a heart-to-heart of their own. Shane's father is so… nice. Easy, kind. Not constantly demanding that Ilya performs more, provides more, gives more, wins more, more, more, more— "So, uh." Shane's father cuts through the fog of Ilya's thoughts. "How do you feel about all of this?" What sort of question was that? "Uh, good, I guess." Ilya shrugs, before remembering that David's son is probably out there having a panic attack with his crying wife.
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“Mr Hollander I just-” He had been forming the words in his head the whole time. Translating it over and over to make sure it came out correctly. “David, please.” “What?” Ilya says. “David. Please call me David.” . . . Alternatively what Ilya was thinking and feeling during the second half of episode 6
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Shane has grown accustomed to his neurodivergence being used as the butt of a joke. Ilya has not. Yuna Hollander suffers no fools. OR Living as his authentic self is liberating and Shane wouldn’t change it for the world, but it doesn’t come without complications. At least he has his husband, his parents and his friends to back him up.
- Part 2 of Heated Rivalry/Hollanov
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And that night I was happy. by thesumofentropy
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-03
Shane swallows the lump in his throat. “We need your help.” Yuna sounds slightly concerned, her voice tinny through the phone. “Is everything alright? Should we drive over?” “Yeah, um—we have a, uh. A—” “A baby,” Ilya finishes. “You are a grandmother now. Surprise.” “Sorry, did you—” Yuna pauses. They can hear David faintly in the background. “You mean, like, a baby animal? A puppy?” “A wishbaby,” Shane croaks. There’s silence on the other end of the line. “Surprise,” Ilya says again. Shane and Ilya win the Stanley Cup. They weren't exactly planning to also win a baby.
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A clearing of the throat, and Ilya looked away from the doorway, meeting David's gaze. He tried a smile that sat awkwardly on his lips, more grimace than not, and David did the same. "Rozanov," he started, and Ilya's grimace deepened. "Ilya." "Right, sorry," David said uncomfortably. _____ What Ilya and David talked about while Shane and Yuna were outside.
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I Want a Mom (and Dad) That Will Make It All Better by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-01
Shane went outside to apologize to his mom and got the apology that he needed from her.
Ilya stayed inside with David. He needed something in that moment too.
Ilya & David missing scene, David POV
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If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away. ~ Thoreau Or; What happened when Yuna and Shane were talking.
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David wasn’t kidding when he said that with Ilya in his life now, he was blessed with another son, and he was going through with that promise with a father-son trip. Which is how they find themselves in the place that had originally drafted Ilya: Boston, MA. Or, David Hollander takes Ilya on a good ol' American vacation like he deserves.
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Mother Dearest, Is Your Heart Still Beating? by ItsMayBiTheWay
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-29
“We had a visitor waiting when we got back to the house tonight.” Yuna finally spoke. “It was, of course, alarming to find a stranger in our driveway, a car we didn’t recognize, a person we didn’t recognize.” “Okay.” Ilya intently listened, nodding at everything. “She explained that she had found me through the foundation, and wanted to reach out to me before she did anything else.” Her hands reassuringly squeezed around Ilya’s ones, eyes never leaving his even for a second. With a deep breath in, she closed her eyes. “She told us her name is Irina. Irina Sergeevna Rozanova.” OR Irina Rozanova survives her suicide attempt but goes into hiding. Only after Grigori dies, she feels safe enough to find her son. OR Irina lives
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hiraeth (hee-ryth): a profound, nostalgic longing or homesickness for a home, place, or time that may never have existed or is lost forever “Do– Do you miss it?” Shane asked him carefully, tilting his head up so he could look Ilya in the eye. “Russia.” He wanted to brush the question off. To assure his husband that he didn’t miss the country in the slightest – because knowing Shane, if Ilya confessed that he did, he’d spiral into a guilt trip faster than Ilya could blink. Shane would probably believe him too. But he didn’t want to lie to his husband, or hide his feelings from him. They’d done that for so long, and Ilya was tired of it. “Mm, I don’t miss Russia,” he said slowly, searching his brain for the exact words he wanted to say. It was hard enough communicating his feelings as it was, but the fact that he had to do so in English made it even harder. Finding the words he wanted to say always seemed so exhausting. “But… I miss how it was when I was little. With my mother.” Home to Shane Hollander is a very different concept than it is for Ilya. To Shane Hollander, home was a cozy, inviting house just outside of Ottawa, a place where he’d been raised with nothing but love and care by two people who loved him more than anything in the world. To him, home was the place where nothing in the world could go wrong, where he was safe and protected. To Ilya, home was a far more difficult concept to grasp. The only true home he’d ever known, the only real love and care he’d had growing up, had died with his mother. It vanished with her, lost forever, never to be recovered. The cold, looming manor he’d grown up in was not the sort of place one would describe as a home. It had silence, where the Hollander house always had laughter. Cold, unyielding marble floors instead of soft rugs, ones that protected little knees learning how to walk and made the perfect place to sprawl on for a family movie night, rather than the marble that only ever left Ilya’s knees bleeding when he fell. It was the type of place where arguments were ended by a harsh, forceful hit instead of a hug. For years, whenever Ilya talked about home, he simply meant Russia. Moscow was where he’d grown up. It was more home than Boston was. The fierce, cold winters, the strolls along the Moskva, the familiar flow of Russian out of everyone’s mouths, that was what made it home. Familiarity. There was nothing wrong with Boston. Not really. It had just never felt like home. At first, Ilya had blamed it on the language barrier. His English had been good enough when he arrived, or so he thought, but soon he’d realized that trying to carry conversations all day, every day, in his second language was downright exhausting. And no matter how much he talked, no matter how many words came out of his mouth, he never felt like he was saying exactly what he wanted to. The message always ended up blurring along the way. But that feeling of not being at home didn’t ease once his English improved. After that, he blamed the food. He’d replaced the borscht and pelmeni he’d eaten his entire life with burgers and pasta - not exactly the most American food in the world but Boston’s North End meant Italian food was practically unavoidable in the city. He’d started cooking on his own more, trying to recreate the recipes his mother had made during his childhood. They were never quite the same as he remembered though, always leaving an odd taste in his mouth afterward. Eventually, he’d resigned himself to simply never feeling at home outside of Russia. After all, it was where he was born and where he’d been raised. Surely, every immigrant felt like this. Out of place, adrift, longing for a way back home. It wasn’t until he and Hollander had finally started become something more that Ilya finally realized just how fucked his definition of home was. How wrong it was that to him, home was a city, rather than a house filled with a family. “I wouldn’t be able to go home again,” he explained, knowing exactly how poorly things would turn for him if the people of Russia found out he was in love with a man. “Ever. Do you get that?” From the immediate look of confusion on Shane’s face, he could tell he didn’t. Shane’s fears about coming out revolved around hockey. The impact it would have on his dreams, on his goals, on winning another Cup. For Ilya, his fears were far more terrifying. “Because of your family?” he asked, and Ilya sighed in frustration. He wasn’t really annoyed with Shane. How could he be? It’d be like being mad at a cute, little puppy that didn’t know what it’d done wrong. Especially when the man had turned those stupidly soft, brown eyes on him, looking at Ilya like he was about to break apart at any moment. It was simply the reality of their situation. Ilya’s only home, or the only one he had left, was a place defined by mere borders on a map, and nothing more. Hollander’s was his family. When Ilya had said home, Shane hadn’t immediately thought about Russia. No, he was assuming Ilya couldn’t go home because his family wouldn’t approve. As though the problem was that Ilya would be kicked out onto the streets. And while that was partially the problem, it certainly wasn’t what Ilya had meant. His father’s house hadn’t been home in a long time. To Hollander, that was the worst possible scenario about coming out. Losing his family, even if that was a highly unlikely scenario. But that was how Canada was. For Ilya, the worst case scenario in Russia – and a highly likely one at that – was death. “Because Russia!” Ilya explained loudly, his temper boiling over. But his anger wasn’t at Shane. No, it was at the unfairness of the situation he’d found himself in. “I would not be able to go back to Russia!” Shane went quiet for a moment before hesitantly asking his next question, as though he didn’t want to know the answer. “What would happen to you?” The mere thought of being outed while in Russia was enough to nearly make him sick. He couldn’t say for certain what would happen. Had he been asked years ago, he would’ve said his father would kill him. Now, the man was so far gone he didn’t even remember who Ilya was. Perhaps Alexei would be the one to do it. Ilya wasn’t sure he’d have the guts to do it himself though. His brother had always been a coward. No, he’d probably turn Ilya over to whatever angry mob appeared first, and then that’d be it for him. Death, either by a hanging, or being dragged through the streets, or some other awful way to go out. “I don’t want to find out,” he confessed, swallowing heavily against the nausea waging a war in his stomach. The thought of losing Russia shouldn’t have terrified him so much.
- Part 4 of heated rivalry fics
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"Pay attention to your phones!" David calls after the two of them. Not phone. But phones. Plural. Because Ilya has David's phone number now. He has Yuna's phone number too. or, While Yuna and Shane talk outside, David stops just short of bringing out the adoption papers to claim their new son.
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