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We can make it if we try by learnthemusic
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-05
College AU. They say you should ring in New Year's Eve with who you want to spend the rest of the year beside. Shane is trying to make peace with the likelihood he’s going to spend it alone…until a knock in the middle of the night changes everything again. OR: a Hollanov one-shot where Shane gets into multiple law schools; Ilya gets into vet school somewhere else and is too scared to ask for what he wants; and months later, he admits he fucked up. Even in a foreign place, surrounded by the detritus of Shane's unfulfilling life, Ilya still fucking fits. Throat closing up, Shane leans his head against the door to look at the ceiling. If he can keep his eyes off Ilya for a bit, maybe he can dredge up old anger and let it fuel him into turning Ilya away. That's what everyone would encourage him to do. Everyone would say he shouldn't… "I'm sorry is so late." …that he shouldn't be drawn to look back at Ilya. That he shouldn't be affected by the hesitation in Ilya's voice, or his hands balling at his sides, or his light eyes shining under the moonlight streaming through the cracked blinds. That he shouldn't have already let Ilya in.
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- 3/3
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- 1
- AO3:
- #76943886
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Wine Night (Before Anyone Notices… But Not Really) by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-05
Shane Hollander isn’t as secretive as he thinks he is.
Neither is Ilya Rozanov — at least not to Scott Hunter.Or: Scott Hunter knows more than he lets on (then he makes it very clear)
- Part 3 of Wine Night, Eventually
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- AO3:
- #77114431
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The bus was just a run of the mill charter bus. Nothing special. No obnoxious Greek letters to indicate that- Well, fuck. “Mom,” Shane hissed suddenly, getting closer as she waved to bus full of frat boys. “You cannot be serious.” (Professor/college student AU with a side of frat boy Ilya)
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- AO3:
- #77078556
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Every Boston Raider knows that although their captain has a girl in every port, he’s got a soft spot for the one in Montreal. Dr. Shane Hollander knows it’s better to have a semi-regular source of casual sex than try to make a relationship work during residency. Ilya Rozanov knows that the doctor he’s fucking in Montreal is unaware that he plays hockey, and in fact probably thinks he’s Bratva. A week before training camp begins, one of the front office people—a generally mild- mannered older woman who prefers to be called Miss Sheila—calls Ilya in for a meeting with the coaching staff that turns out to be an ambush. While they can’t technically force him to house a rookie, which has allowed him to put it off for years with increasingly stupid excuses, time appears to have finally run out. “You can’t pick and choose which parts of the captaincy you want to take on,” LeClaire says. “You have the C, so fucking act like it.” “No one else speaks Russian,” Miss Sheila adds, like that’s Ilya’s fault and not a decision that’s been actively made by management for the last eight years. You can’t throw a fucking rock in Madison Square Garden without hitting five Slavs. “I live in an apartment,” Ilya says. “No room for rookie.” “You live in a four-bedroom condo,” Miss Sheila says. “Three bathrooms and in-unit laundry. I looked it up on Zillow.” “My condo is on Zillow?” Ilya says. Miss Sheila ignores this egregious violation of Ilya’s privacy to continue, “Do you have any roommates sleeping in one of those three other bedrooms?” “Roommates, no. Guests, yes.” Ilya tries to leer at her, but Miss Sheila is made of stern stuff. “You can still have guests,” she says. “No one expects you to be a monk, Mr. Rozanov. We all know better. But that poor child doesn’t know a lick of English.” Ilya’s seen tape of the new kid—straight out of a fucking Siberian mining town, about twelve feet tall, with chin scruff he probably had to start shaving at age seven—and his nasty slapshot hadn’t exactly filled Ilya’s heart with pity. “I think about it?” he tries. Miss Sheila slides a stapled stack of paper across her desk. “Think while you’re signing these,” she says. “Initial in the yellow boxes.” As he’s leaving Miss Sheila’s office, his phone buzzes in the pocket of his athletic shorts. One vibration, so it’s WhatsApp. Obviously Ilya is a cool fucking customer who would never do anything as stupid as fumble for his phone just because of a fucking WhatsApp notification, but his phone almost slips through his fingers as he quickly digs it out. Jane: I’m going to be in Boston next month. Oct 4-9. Meet up? Shane’s in Boston every October. The North American Society of Something Extremely Boring’s Annual Meeting. Fucking CME, Shane had complained to Ilya once, a little awkwardly. He never seemed to realize that when he lied (which embarrassed him, because he was a good Canadian boy who had been raised right) the subsequent flush would make his freckles stand out. So whatever this Boston conference is, it has nothing to do with CME, whatever the fuck that is. But it is a excuse for Shane to fly to Boston every October and Ilya’s hardly going to give that gift horse a fucking dental exam. After a careful, deliberate pause–he counts a hundred seconds–Ilya sends back a thumbs up emoji. ~ Three years before, on a chilly November evening, Ilya had been irritably sucking down on the cigarette pinched between his thumb and forefinger in front of a pair of automatic doors that had claimed to lead to the MUHC emergency department. He’d barely heard the hiss of the doors sliding open behind him, he’d been so annoyed. “Here is a thought,” he had said to Marleau, darkly. “The next time that cocksucker thinks he can fuck up one of my guys, I send the pieces of him back home to his mother in a tiny box.” “Probably it’d be a big box,” Marleau had replied. “Like. Realistically.” “Fine,” Ilya had said, punctuating his statement with a deep drag on his cigarette. “Next time, I send him home to his mother in a medium-sized box. Overnight shipping.” “Uh,” someone had said, “you’re not supposed to be smoking here.” When Ilya had twisted to shoot an annoyed glare over his shoulder, a man in bright green scrubs had been standing behind him. He was wearing a grey knitted sweater that was unzipped and laying open across his broad chest and a lanyard with plastic-encased cards looped around his muscled neck. His pretty face looked annoyed the way a very fluffy kitten might look annoyed after being scruffed. Without quite meaning to, Ilya had let his eyes trace the wing of his dark hair, long enough to be pushed back from his forehead and behind his ears. “Da?” Ilya had said, exaggerating his accent. The guy’s mouth had flattened and he’d jerked a thumb over his shoulder towards the automatic doors, which were plastered with a number of large stickers that explained in both English and French that neither loitering nor smoking ought to be occurring in their vicinity. “No English,” Ilya had said. The guy had rolled his eyes. “Whatever,” he’d said. “Who cares if you compromise the care of the critically ill patients inside this building, eh?” This had gotten to Marleau, predictably; he’d elbowed Ilya in the side and whispered, “Maybe—?” Ilya had sucked pointedly on his cigarette and ignored Marleau. He had felt something zip up his spine, not dissimilar to the sensation he got in the milliseconds before a face off, when he knew that because he was faster and smarter and meaner he was going to win. He had casually strolled towards the disgruntled Canadian in his bright green scrubs, exaggerating his steps. He’d wanted the man to notice Ilya’s big frame in its expensive suit, the handmade leather dress shoes that were never scuffed because Ilya only ever wore them on game days, the diamond-encrusted tie pin that he’d bought himself to celebrate when he’d won the Calder.
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- 4 versions
- AO3:
- #77057296
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Babe for the Weekend by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-03
Ilya was going to murder him.
He should have just corrected Scott. Should have said, "No, that's my best friend, we grew up together." Simple. But instead he'd agreed to bring his nonexistent boyfriend on the trip like an idiot.
How was he going to talk Ilya into this?
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The one where Shane accidentally lets his coworkers assume Ilya is his boyfriend and instead of telling them the truth, he convinces Ilya to play along for the weekend.
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- AO3:
- #76974601
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“So,” Ilya says at last. “Why do you hire a professional Dominant?” Shane is grateful for Ilya’s timing. If he’d been drinking just then, he probably would have choked and spat tea all over the pavement. “I don’t know. I liked the idea, I guess.” He swallows and risks a quick sideways look at Ilya. “Why do people usually hire you?”
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- AO3:
- #76980626
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Fire Alarm! Red Alert! by frizzyanya
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-03
There's a fire alarm in the middle of the night in Shane's building and the power's out! He grabs a hoodie and runs outside to join the crowd...only it's the wrong hoodie. Or, Shane runs outside in a Boston Raiders hoodie and has to figure out what the fallout's going to be.
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- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #77030146
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“I’m sure they would. What on earth do you all talk about?”
“Ah, we mostly play Smash or Pass and I tell them that their players are bad at hockey.”
“So it’s not just Hunter who is bad at hockey then?”
“No, many bad hockey players in NHL.”
Mr. Interview looks nothing short of relieved when the director twirls his finger in the universal sign for “wrap it up.” This strikes Ilya as very dramatic, he was not even mean to bigoted Mr. Interview.
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ORSet in the Ilya WAG universe, Ilya goes on a talk show after Scott Hunter comes out but before he goes to the cottage.
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- AO3:
- #76987331
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Ilya moved from his country with the intention to leave all his secrets behind. In Canada, he meets Shane, starting to get more attached to him every day. Having to stay away from him for the holidays makes him realize how much their casual relationship means to him, and that scares him, making him turn his feelings into a secret. Or, Ilya needs to get drunk in a New Year's Eve party to finally be honest with Shane and leave this secret behind with all the others.
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- 1/1
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- AO3:
- #76800456
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We didn't even kiss by junevirginia
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-31
Shane sent the text. He felt like an idiot. He needed to be done with Ilya Rozanov. But he can't stop himself from going back to Ilya's room after Ilya calls him. OR AU where Shane sends the "We didn't even kiss" text and returns to Ilya's room to confront him.
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- 1
- AO3:
- #76807216
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Wine Night, Eventually by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-31
Ilya Rosanov gets added to a group chat under the wrong name and doesn’t correct it.
The Montreal WAGs are open and inviting.
What follows isn’t a lie so much as a pattern — one that becomes harder to undo the longer it goes on.No one knows the truth.
Not the hockey world, and not the group chat.Until they do.
By the time it arrives, everyone is already involved.
- Part 1 of Wine Night, Eventually
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- English
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- 7/7
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- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #76696756
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My Hopes Are Prone to Elevate by Anonymous
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-31
COMPLETE!
Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander are two consecutive number one draft picks for the Ottawa Centaurs. After a year playing in Russia, Ilya joins Shane to begin their rookie year, and they navigate the start of their careers together.
Answering the question: what if Ilya and Shane had been drafted to the same team?
Inspired by every rookie bestie dynamic duo in the NHL that made you think, "what if they kissed???"
- Part 1 of "My Hopes Are Prone to Elevate" Universe
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- 4 versions
- AO3:
- #68223141
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and this is when the feeling sinks in (i don't wanna miss you like this) by Icantthinkofagoodusername7
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-30
Okay, fuck, he really needs to get in contact with someone who knows something about whether or not his boyfriend is still breathing right now because he can't keep thinking like this. He squeezes his eyes shut, forcing the tears to go away and he calls his mom back, holding the phone up to his ear, hoping that she, somehow, has some kind of update for him; he knows that Ilya made Yuna her emergency contact a while ago, just in case, so if anybody is going to be able to tell him anything it’s going to be her. Unless she hasn’t heard any news, unless he’s dead at the crash site and they can’t identify his body, unless they- ”He’s okay,” His mom says the moment she answers the phone, barely even letting it ring one time and, yeah, she really does know her son. She knows that that had to be the very first thing out of her mouth before anything, otherwise Shane would spiral. (As if he hasn’t already been spiraling.) * OR, the plane from The Long Game actually crashes, Ilya gets injured, Shane rents a car to drive down to him, and he takes care of him.
- Part 16 of Solstice Fics :o
- Part 3 of my hollanov fics (aka im mentally ill and can't stop writing about them)
- Part 1 of would it be enough if i could never give you peace? (is it enough?)
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- 1
- AO3:
- #76397296
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a college AU where Ilya and Shane, co-captains of their D1 hockey team, miss their final shot at playoffs. With their senior year slipping away from under them, their friends decide it's the perfect opportunity to finally go on an unforgettable spring break together. Ilya could have never imagined this single decision would change his life.
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or Ilya is pining after his best friend Shane- Language:
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- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #75397081
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Dialing You (Sorry, Darling You) by hollano_ov
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-28
Shane works in IT. Ilya’s computer always seems to be fucked up.
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- AO3:
- #76313016
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Under the guidance of his doctor and mostly out of desperation due to his last annual heat being severe enough to nearly land him in the hospital, Shane Hollander knows he needs to take a heat partner for the first time if he doesn’t want to end up in a cycle facility.
With his options between hiring a comfort alpha or asking one Ilya Rozanov for help, the choice is clear to Shane. Even if it feels like he’s losing every shred of his dignity to ask his - rival? fuckbuddy? - whatever Rozanov is to help him through his heat, Rozanov is the only alpha he trusts enough to take care of him.
Rozanov is due for his own rut and is more than happy to finally, finally have heat sex with Hollander. Which is why he says yes with no hesitation. No other reason, of course.
Now they both just need to survive the week with their hearts intact, which is something far easier said than done.- Language:
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- 3 versions
- AO3:
- #75533081
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everything was icy and blue by railmedaddy
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-27
Two hockey bros accidentally book the same cabin for Christmas, oh my.
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- AO3:
- #76169026
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Shane goes for a massage.
Russian translation available here
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- AO3:
- #76461441
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He sees the moment Rozanov realizes Shane has remembered what the package is, which is probably at the same fucking time that Shane himself remembers what the package is. Shane's package gets delivered to his neighbour; it would have been less mortifying if his neighbour wasn't a nosy asshole with no shame. Sadly, Shane is into that
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- #76366711
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Shane is in love with Matt. They're in love and it's fine. It's better than fine really, Shane loves just about everything about Matt and he loves all of Matt's friends. Except for the big tall Russian one that wont stop staring at him like he knows something Shane doesn't. Like he's waiting for Shane to snap. Like he's begging Shane to do something. And Shane won’t, obviously. Because Ilya is the type of man to reel you in and the leave you high and dry. Leave you looking for pieces of him in every new person that you meet, leave you looking for signs you didn't just make the whole thing up, like some wild fantasy that was born of monotony. Oh, and he fact he has a boyfriend who he loves. A lot. It isn't monotonous. Its love.
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- AO3:
- #76273416