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Who Do I Have To Fight, Rozanov? by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-09-06
Despite the *obvious* interest on both their parts (standing naked under a shower makes it hard to hide certain feelings) Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov don’t hook up after the CCM shoot. A few years later, when they’re both Captains of their respective teams, Ilya comes out as bisexual. Shane immediately makes his move to lock down the boy he’s had a crush on all this time, before it’s too late. After a surprise at a post-game press conference and a challenge from the Raiders, Shane has to convince Ilya he is serious about having a real relationship in front of professional hockey and the entire internet. Will it work? There’s only one way to find out!
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Hall Pass by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-09-01
Ilya has some stuff he needs to work out with Marly before he's letting him near Shane again.
This better not awaken something in him.
Excerpt:
Marly looks good. Really fucking good, with his shirt open and his hair tousled. It looks like he hasn't shaved in three days. It reminds Ilya of the picture, the sculpted hairy chest and the hint of one dark nipple, the detail cruelly obscured. He's overly aware of how Marly fills out this shirt now, unfastened in a deep vee, the button straining. This never felt like a problem before, how good he looks. How… touchable.Ilya orders them both a beer. Like usual. Like the last time he had seen this man, they hadn't both been balls-deep in Ilya's life partner.
- Part 3 of What Happens In Tampa…
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Title inspired by the lyric in Season 2 Weight Loss by Harry Styles. Post inspired by a prompt I saw on Twitter from @mcgee_lives. "Tuna melt scene, but it's Shane that whispers Ilya's name, Ilya freaks out and makes Shane leave. Few months later, he's seen dating a model (if she looks like Shane, that's between Ilya and God). They date a little over a year, maybe. Ilya breaks up with her after he hears rumors of Shane dating a man."
May deviate a bit from the prompt. This is my first time ever writing/publishing a fic but the prompt was too fun not to try. Criticism is welcome as long as it won't make me cry!
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Boston University.
Shane Hollander: Junior, 21, player for the Boston University Terriers, and majoring in Human Physiology.
Ilya Rozanov: Junior, 21, player for the Boston University Terriers, and majoring in finance.
Shane and Ilya work well together on the ice, but there is no confusion that they aren't fans of each other. Shane is constantly fed up with Ilya showing up late and not taking things as seriously as him. Ilya likes to tease him, but he always puts his all in during games. It’s been like this since they started two and half year ago.
Midway through the fall semester, Ilya takes a bad hit and is taken off the ice during the game. Shane comes up with an unorthodox solution to fulfill Ilya's physical needs while he recovers, and Shane's academic needs for extra credit.
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AKA giving your teammate blow jobs so he doesn't re-injure his knee and can play hockey is a perfectly reasonable thing to do.
*SMAU previously uploaded to twitter, now uploaded here for ease of reading*
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In a world where homophobia and queer fear doesn't exist, in a world where love can happen out in the open for anyone and everyone, Shane Hollander is still stubbornly single. As the Captain of the Montreal Voyageurs, he insists he's too focused on hockey and his career for a relationship, when in reality, old fears of being seen as "the hockey weirdo" keep him from unmasking.
That is, until Ilya Rozanov enters his life. The newly single Captain of the Ottawa Centaurs, after a decade-long relationship ends amicably, is now interested in the one man who won't give him the time of day.
So when Shane, while on National Television, tells Ilya he'll have to "impress him" to earn that first date, Ilya takes it as the greatest challenge of his life. What follows is a whirlwind of grand romantic gestures, public flirting, chirping (flirting) on the ice, social media ploys and and ever escalating spectacle. All while the NHL, their friends, their family, their teams, and fans across the continent watch, cheer, and place bets on when Shane will finally say yes.
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It was soft at first, tentative. Like Shane was testing, seeing if J.J. would pull away. But J.J. didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned in, cupping Shane's face with one hand and kissing him back.
Shane made a small sound, something desperate and relieved, and suddenly the kiss was different. Shane's mouth opened under his, and J.J. realized with a jolt that Shane knew exactly what he was doing. His tongue traced J.J.'s lower lip before sliding inside, and J.J. groaned because fuck, Shane was a good kisser. Really good. The kind of good that came from experience, from knowing exactly how to lick into someone's mouth to make their brain short-circuit.
"Merde," J.J. breathed against Shane's lips. "Where did you learn to kiss like that?"
Alt ending to my previous fic where J.J. does in fact hook up with Shane! The ending I deserve because they're too cute.
- Part 2 of j.j.'s bisexual adventures
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Sit Tight, I'm Not Far Out From You Tonight by hudsinmonger (louislittletomlintum)
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-05
"Is this like - a prank?" Shane finally asked, looking down at the underwear again. For such a small piece of fabric they felt like they were drawing their own gravitational pull in the room, had their own centre of gravity. There was a little heart charm on them, sitting in the middle front hem as a decoration. "No," Ilya answered steadily, and when Shane looked back up his eyes were still locked on him. "Then what is it?" Shane asked, touching the fabric again and dragging them a little to the side, like maybe they were hiding something that would make him understand. "A present. For you," Ilya explained, in that bored tone like he'd said it all before. Which technically he had, but it didn't make Shane understand it any better. Shane must have looked even more confused, because Ilya tutted and spoke up again. "To wear, Shane, you have heard of underwear, yes?" or the one where ilya buys his fwb, totally casual situationship shane a pair of panties to try
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because of his oral fixation, shane constantly wants ilyas dick in his mouth, by any means necessary
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Three for Three by Su_porn_ova222
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-26
Shane got a text from Ilya before the game: "For every goal you score, you come, yes?" It wasn't really a question. Shane knew this, and he was determined to show Ilya what he could do on the ice and in bed. Unfortunately, at the end of the game, Ilya Rozanov snapped, and Shane seemed to be at the wrong place at the wrong time, getting caught in the fray. He actually enjoyed it more then he thought.
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Shane Hollander's heat came unexpectedly early. He begs Ilya to come and help him. Ilya does. The game that fateful day was a special dynamic one. Shane Hollander had his mind focused on one thing - winning. Well, maybe not only that. Because the presence of Ilya Rozanov was like a heavy bag on his shoulders, pressing him down and making it harder to focus. Every time they crossed paths on the ice, the heavy scent of the Russian man filled his nostrils, making him slip up with his game. "Focus, Hollander!" yelled his teammate, right when Shane's gaze locked on Ilya's back. He shook his head, trying to shake off the uncontrollable need to be close to the man on whose cock he had been stretched so many times. But the game was a more pressing matter now, and he needed to act like it. So he tried his best. His team was on a good path to victory, and he himself managed to score two goals in the three periods - even though his mind was in a completely different place. But then, he felt it. That hot chill, sweat pouring across his face, his stomach twisting - his heat was coming in a very short timeline, much quicker than it should be. He knew it shouldn't be happening. Just before the game, he checked his app for tracking his cycle, and it was supposed to come in three days, not today. Not now. That was enough to make him absolutely terrible, giving Boston a great opportunity to get an upper hand over them. Their rivals managed to win, with two more goals scored, the game ending and sealing Montreal's unfortunate fate. "What the fuck was that, man?! Why were you so distracted, for God's sake?!" His team was furious with him, but he couldn't afford to stay and argue with them. He knew he didn't have a lot of time, so he changed as fast as he could, and basically flew out of that locker room, rushing to get to his hotel room. When Shane managed to finally open the door with his shaky hands, he collapsed on the floor, his legs weak from the overwhelming feeling. He wanted to crawl out of his skin - he was that hot. He quickly tore off his clothes, leaving them scattered across the room's floor. Shane barely had the strength to crawl into his bed, but when he did, he collapsed on the soft hotel sheets, sighing with somewhat of a relief. He still very much felt like shit, like he was about to melt from the heat that surrounded him. If it stayed like this, he would manage it alone. But he knew his body too well - more was coming, and it would come in the most unexpected moment, making him so desperate to feel something inside him that he would do something he normally wouldn't - he's going to beg that motherfucker. Shane knew he should destroy his phone before he reached that state, because then, any restraint and shame would leave him, and he would indeed beg Rozanov to come and fuck him into oblivion. But he didn't have more time to debate on it, because the overwhelming feeling had come. He moaned, his ass arching in the air without his consent, his legs spreading, his instincts screaming for a knot. His hand reached for his phone, and he did what he shouldn't. Jane: 708. Now. Please. He wrote and collapsed on the sheets again. He shifted, turning on his back, his hand reaching for the aching hole that was now leaking slick like crazy. As soon as he touched it, his mouth opened, and a loud moan escaped his lips. His legs parted as far as possible to ease himhis access for pleasure that he needed so much at that moment. "Fuuuck... Rozanov, please..." Shane begged, his finger slipping inside, slowly stretching himself for what was hopefully going to come. He knew he'd need that stretching, his mind going back a few months when he last saw the massive cock of the Russian man. He wanted that nine inches like a lifeline, desperate for the feeling of being completely full with the warm cock, for the part when it swells even more, and seals them together. But Rozanov never gave him that satisfaction unfortunately, because, as he put it, 'I don't want to knock you up, Hollander'. But now, Shane wanted nothing more than exactly that. He wanted his belly to swell with the pup of his rival, to be caressed and cared for by the usually nonchalant man, to be loved. But, oh, his dreams were impossible, and he knew it. Shane added another finger, trying to reach where only Ilya could, and groaned with frustration when he failed. He arched his back, fucking himself with his fingers, trying to imagine Rozanov being the one on top of him, pressing him to the mattress, making him come one time after another. "Fuck, Ilya!" he cried out, not even noticing that he had used the name of the man. He was too deep in his fantasy to register the real Ilya walking through the door, closing it, and making sure it was locked. "Oh, fuck, fuck me harder, please! Rozanov, fuuck!" Rozanov rested his back on the door, enjoying the sight in front of him. As soon as he relaxed, smirking satisfied, the sweet smell hit him, making his nonchalant posture crumble, as his instincts screamed to go and put his knot in the omega on the bed. But he managed to contain himself, instead undressing, while Shane was still in his own fantasy. "Fuck, fuck, fuck... AHH, Rozanov!" Shane screamed out, as his cock shot out a thick stream of cum on his stomach, his arch deepening, his other hand curling deeply with the sheets. "I must say I enjoy show, Hollander," Ilya finally spoke up, revealing himself to Shane, who got scared so much that he almost jumped off the bed. "Oh, do not be shy now. You put me a great show, really." "Fuck, Rozanov!" Shane cursed, his face getting even redder than before from his heat. "Couldn't you announce yourself louder when you walked through the door? Must you be such an asshole?!" he complained, sitting up and covering his dick with his hands.
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Shane had always been reserved about his omega nature, keeping secrets that not even Ilya, his devoted alpha boyfriend, managed to uncover over the past year. During a winter trip, the couple decides to take a new step in their relationship; an intimate moment Shane believes he is finally ready to experience. However, what should have been a moment of trust and connection reveals challenges he has not yet fully overcome.
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and all the rest are for you by syddd28
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-11-23
If you would have told Shane ten years ago that Ilya Rozanov would be cooking him his birthday breakfast that they ate outside on the porch of their shared house with their dog running around the backyard, Shane would have laughed out loud. And then he probably would have cried because it felt like such a pipe dream. or, a year after the events of The Long Game, Shane and Ilya spend their first birthdays together as a married couple
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