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strange days are here again by hollanov_1410
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-02-25
Ilya rubbed at his face with both hands, trying to knead the heaviness away. It didn’t budge. Probably just caught something from the kids, he thought to himself. Some kind of virus. Except he'd been feeling like this for weeks now. Maybe longer. It was hard to tell. The days blurred when you were tired, and he’d been tired for longer than he wanted to admit. Maybe it was something still lingering in his system. That happened sometimes, right? Viruses could hang around. He'd read that somewhere. Post-viral fatigue. Yeah. That was probably it. Some dormant virus still working its way out of him. Or, Ilya and Shane are married with kids, living the life they fought for. But Ilya's depression is rearing its ugly head again.
- Part 8 of Our House
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Whimpering, Shane looked down between their bodies. Ilya’s other hand dragged slowly down Shane’s chest, over his trembling stomach, and came to rest just below his navel. There, pressed against Ilya’s own abdomen, was a soft, distinct bulge.
“See?” Ilya whispered, his eyes glowing with a feral light. “That’s me. Inside you.”
He pressed down with his fingers, right on the bulge.
Shane screamed.
(or, first day at the cottage gets Ilya scent drunk on his omega)
Tag to be covered: Crying Shane Hollander
- Part 8 of Crashing out over Hollanov
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Things were good this morning. Shane woke him up gently and they stayed in bed a bit, just sharing warmth and soft, unhurried kisses until it was time to get up; Anya excitedly barked and jumped around them until Ilya opened the bay window to let her outside where she did her business before returning to beg for breakfast like they never feed her; Ilya grumbled about the food Shane prepared but he ate it anyway. This morning was like most of the mornings they’ve had since they got married and Ilya had seemed as excited about practice as Shane had felt.
Ilya’s grip on the steering wheel tightens. “Not now,” he says, and it feels like a slap to the face.
September 2021, married Shane and Ilya are now playing on the same team, and the things it does to Ilya.
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Shane has never belonged to himself.
Raised by the Yakuza to kill without hesitation, he knows only loyalty, discipline, and control. When a political wedding threatens to expose the cracks in the underworld, Shane is ordered to attend not as a groom, but as a warning.
Ilya Rozanov is a rumor with teeth.
A Bratva ghost, feared even among his own, he sees Shane not as an enemy, but as something far more dangerous. Something he wants.
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the sign on your heart said it's still reserved for me by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-02-14
No one wanted the night to end, so the celebration party had moved from the locker room (where Shane had a few sips of warm beer out of the Cup and three-fourths of a bottle of champagne) to Monk's (where Shane had cold beer and too many jello shots that were in syringes of all things — that was 100 percent Dykstra's fault) to Bood's house (where he ate a few slices of pizza to sober up a little and washed it down with a Ginger Ale that Ilya had somehow acquired from seemingly out of thin air before Ilya and Troy challenged him and Luca to a game of beer pong, which Shane and Luca had lost spectacularly because Luca had no idea how beer bong worked). After the game, Ilya had brushed his fingers along Shane's spine as he ribbed Luca on his poor skills, and Shane's skin burned.
Suddenly, he was done with the parties.
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Or, the story of how Shane and Ilya broke a dresser (and a front door) after they won the Cup.
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I hate the taste of my own medicine by Anonymous
Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-02-10
Both Shane and Ilya are perfectly content to ignore the elephant in the room
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something about the sunshine, baby by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-02-08
Ilya Rozanov can't understand what's so great about Shane Hollander. He's a conceited, vain, and superficial celebrity who only cares about money and his music. Probably. Ilya can never remember exactly what he dislikes about the man when Hollander looks at him with his mesmerizing eyes and lets him fuck him the way Ilya likes.
Whatever, he's never had such strong principles anyway.
- Part 1 of Every night the stars come out to play
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In Different Circumstances by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-02-06
“Mic’ing us up? Did I hear that right?” Hunter questions.
“Someone in PR thought it would be funny to hear the three of you during all of your games,” Coach LeClaire explains, “The idea got out and spread like wildfire.”
“Huh,” Hunter responds.
“It would be funny to hear me,” Ilya corrects, “I am funny. The other two are boring.”
He hears Hollander huff out a laugh and bump shoulders with him as Hunter continues to ask questions. Casually glancing over to the other man, he sees a small smile playing at his lips. His eyes, though, there was a gleam that he hadn’t seen before. He wasn’t certain what it could mean, but it couldn’t be good for Ilya.
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Or what if Shane had stayed with Ilya that night in Boston?
- Part 1 of For O bāchan's Adopted Commenters
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the first poem in the world (is I want to eat) by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-02-02
“What if somebody sees us?” Shane protests, but he’s tilting his head, giving Ilya access to more salty skin.
“Scandalous,” Ilya murmurs, kissing up to Shane’s ear, taking a second to tug on the lobe with his teeth and smiling when Shane’s breath hitches, “A married couple kissing in their own house.”
“Oh, is kissing all you’re thinking of doing?” Shane asks, pretending to be coy as he buries a hand into Ilya’s hair. “Is that all you want?”
Ilya feels like a fucking dog in heat, ready to clamp his teeth on Shane's shoulder and fucking hump his thigh until he comes; ready to turn him around and fuck him right there in the hallway for anyone to see, cheek to the wall and knees shaking as Ilya mounts him like a fucking animal.
“Let me show you what I want,” Ilya replies, hoarse and drunk off something much stronger than the champagne and the vodka he had.
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“It’s my special night, Rozanov. I want you to watch me.” Ilya looks at Shane like he can’t believe what he’s hearing. “I want… I want you to sit there and watch me touching myself,” Shane’s cheeks flush, “and I want you to be good for me and stay put.”
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Vegas, 2021. Shane wins MVP and makes Ilya watch.
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Good Boy by Nituaii
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-01-11
"It is our first game of the season against them. But it is their first against us too. They may have won cups, may have been higher in the ranking. But they are not the same. They are weak. They are missing what made them special, who made them important." Ilyas eyes lingered on Shanes face before he turned back to address the room, slowly spinning to look all his team mates in the eyes. Or: Shane plays his first game with the Centaurs against his old team. Thinks happen and lead to other things
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Inspired by the part of the montage at the beginning of episode 4 where slamming into boards on the rink cuts to being railed against the couch. ART.
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“So,” Ilya interrupted, holding up a finger. “You believe I am not strong enough? That your boyfriend, who lifts you against walls and carries you to bed, is too weak to handle you? That my face would break under the glorious weight of your perfect ass?” Shane blinked. (or, Shane refuses to sit on Ilya's face and Ilya takes personal offense to it.) Tag to be covered: Ilya Rozanov Has a Thigh Kink
- Part 2 of Crashing out over Hollanov
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you think there is enough? by dressedupliketheking
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-07
They're down to the final countdown before Ilya leaves the cottage. Shane's mom arrives with fresh food from the local market and... unrequested supplies. OR Ilya stays at the cottage longer than originally planned. Yuna Hollander just wants her boys to be safe and well. To Ilya's delight and Shane's horror, she brings them sex-related items.
- Part 5 of all the things they (finally) said
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Ilya realises that Shane doesn’t just respond to his needs during sex. He's taking orders – and getting off on it. They both are. Get on your knees. That had been the first time Ilya had tested Hollander's boundaries directly. He had noticed during their first couple interactions that Hollander seemed to like the guidance that Ilya gave him. Ilya relished in it; Hollander was the first person who seemed to actually listen to him and do what he was told to do. It was thrilling. But Ilya didn’t realise the depth of Hollander’s submissive streak right away. The first time he had invited him to drink more water, that day in the hotel gym, Hollander had done it immediately. Ilya had figured that Hollander had just had permission to take more than what he thought he was allowed to and didn’t think anything of it. When Hollander had admitted that being with Ilya was his first time being with a man, Ilya assumed that he was shy and nervous, his brown eyes docile and timid. Ilya was determined to make it as easy as possible for Hollander to explore – whatever this was. He remembered being nervous with Sasha, and how Sasha had coached him patiently in how to fuck men. Ilya had been so focused on being good in bed that he hadn’t had too much time to be truly terrified, which was great for him, but Ilya could tell that wasn’t Hollander’s motivator. And that first night in Hollander’s hotel room had left Ilya with questions. The way Hollander had immediately dropped to his knees once Ilya had pressed his thumb into his mouth was...something. Like he’d been given some sort of unspoken permission to do something Ilya would have never told him he couldn’t do, and once he got it, he came alive. Ilya had never experienced someone become so dazed before, so lost inside sex that the outside world didn’t even seem to exist anymore. His eyes...it was like Hollander wasn’t truly in his body. The way Hollander hadn’t asked for reassurance, for guidance, the way he needed to know if what he was doing was good but refused to ask Ilya outright was surprising, but Ilya could feel that he needed it. He'd praised him, of course – Ilya had never come so quick in his life, and he was sure Hollander would have known from that alone that he was good at sex, despite his inexperience. Or maybe in spite of it. But when he stared into those big, sad brown eyes, surrounded by the prettiest freckles he’d ever seen, Ilya could tell that Hollander was less worried about the sex being good, and more worried about Ilya feeling good. It was an important distinction to someone like Ilya, who spent most of his free time bringing people to orgasm because watching the exact moment they fell apart because of him was better than any drink or drug he’d ever taken. Knowing that he was responsible for someone losing control like that, crying out his name, was powerful. He felt powerful in those moments. Useful. And somehow, none of those moments felt anywhere near as heady as when he had made Hollander cry out for him, his strong hands buried in his hair, desperately trying to yank him off his cock as he came, unable to push Ilya off of him because his body was completely at Ilya’s mercy. Nothing had ever felt as good as watching Hollander’s eyes become faraway, filled with unshed tears, red rimmed and desperate as he stared up at Ilya, waiting to take whatever he would give him. Because Hollander didn’t need him. He wanted him. Ilya could feel the difference. He needed more. And he was certain Hollander needed more, too. Ilya tested the boundary again the next time they hooked up. He gently requested Hollander get on his knees, just to see what he would do, and Hollander dropped to the floor so fast Ilya couldn’t believe it. He'd half expected Hollander to tell him to go fuck himself, or to get on his knees instead. But Hollander had hit the ground so hard Ilya had flinched at the sound of his knees hitting the floor, barely able to breathe as Hollander desperately pulled his sweatpants down and suckled at his cock so fast Ilya nearly came right then and there. So, he’d been curious. More than curious. Fixated. Obsessed. Unable to stop thinking about what Hollander would let him do to him. He found himself wishing the women he would meet in every city would somehow reveal themselves to have the same quirks so Ilya could indulge himself with them, and stop thinking about fucking Hollander. But he couldn’t. Ilya couldn’t stop thinking about Hollander, and god knows he’d tried not to think about him. Tried not to think about when he’d ordered Hollander onto his stomach, how he had flipped over immediately for him, despite being nervous. He'd tried not to think about how when Ilya had asked him if he’dbeen fucked before, Hollander had tensed, but when he pressed a finger against his hole, he’d relaxed completely under his touch. How when Ilya had tried to find out if Hollander was a virgin, he had offered up that he fucked himself with a dildo. How when Ilya had pressed two fingers inside him that night, Hollander had scoffed and said he could take more than that, but refused to tell Ilya how big his dildo was. How when Ilya fucked him, Hollander’s eyes would become wetter and more intense, how all he could do was stare at Ilya through heavy breaths and frantically touch every part of him, moaning his name. The more Ilya tried not to think about Hollander, the more he became consumed by him. Ilya needed to know what else he could instruct Hollander to do. Within reason, of course. Ilya just wanted to give Hollander everything he didn’t know he needed.
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taking what's not yours. by bearprofessor
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-07
Montreal, December 2016. --- Ilya zoomed into Hollander's chest, at the shirt under his blazer, a shirt that was slightly too big on him. Not like the overly fitted things he would normally wear. Then, on the collar, Ilya noticed the subtle logo design of a company he bought from frequently. That was his fucking shirt - he knew it. As annoyed as he was at being sent more reminders about Hollander and Rose, it gave him a little bit of pleasure to know Hollander was walking around in something that he definitely knew was Ilya's - he is the most meticulous man Ilya knows, after all - and knew he thought he could get away with it without anyone knowing who it actually belonged to. Not to him. To him, Hollander is and always has been a terrible liar. aka: Shane wears one of Ilya's shirts out when he's with Rose after their breakup. Ilya breaks the silence to share his thoughts with Shane about that. (ft. a healthy dose of yearning.)
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Provider by Moami
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime)
2026-01-05
“You can't buy me everything that I look at for more than two seconds.” “Is not two seconds,” Ilya says. He has already added the protein bar to his shopping basket and is in the process of putting in ten-packs of the other flavours. “I only buy when you look at least three seconds. That is when you want to have.” Or: Ilya starts giving Shane gifts at every opportunity. Shane investigates, and retaliates.
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Shane’s cheeks burned red and he turned away from him, “sorry that I'm so boring all the time,” “Mmh, not all the time,” Ilya smiled deviously, “sometimes you are very fun,” The shorter raised an eyebrow at him, “yeah? And what are those times?” “When we fuck,”
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so hot you’re hurting my feelings by dreamkillaz
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-29
"That's— that's not what I'm insinuating, Ilya…" he started, sighing disappointingly down the line, making it obvious that he was pinching the bridge of his nose to calm down his nerves, "It's just—" "It's just what, lyubimiy?" Ilya interjected, and if Shane didn't know any better, he'd think that Ilya was being condescending, but he did know better, and that it was simply just the Russian in him. God, if Shane didn't know that he had regretted learning russian, he would've right now. "You can tell me if you don't want me to do it, no problem." Or… Ilya gets signed to campaign for Calvin Klein, and Shane hates it. Until he doesn’t.
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Shane is just trying to figure out how to be social... and Ilya can tell he's nervous. So he offers a helping mouth - erm, hand. Hey, why not both.
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