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Kip Grady meets Ilya Rozanov at a gay bar while watching the Admirals game. Somehow, that’s not even the strangest part of his evening.
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- English
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- AO3:
- #77441996
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“Fuck you Rozanov.” He smirks. Even in the dark, Shane can feel it. The way his mouth quirks up and his eyes widen. “If you ask nicely.” or shane hollander and ilya rozanov are roommates in college who hate each other. until they don’t. ft. reddit, letterboxd, RA scott hunter, tuna melts and late nights.
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- English
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- 19,870
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- 1/1
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- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #76508456
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Basically Scott Hunter finds Shane Hollander slumped over at a hotel bar with a migraine and helps him because he’s a nice guy. Featuring Ilya Rozanov bossing Scott around via phone call.
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- English
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- AO3:
- #77421416
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“Pretend we don't know each other?” Shane repeats, a little confused in all honesty. Wasn't therapy about talking? “Yes. You are meeting for the first time in this room. Introduce yourselves.” Shane shifts in his seat, slowly turning to Ilya. It's not all that different from the first time they'd actually met; the awkward vibes radiating off Shane are almost identical. They're just missing a snowy forecast and a cigarette. He decides to go a step further, standing up. It feels the right thing to do under the circumstances. Who meets for the first time sitting down? He takes a step forward, holding his hand out to Ilya. Or not Ilya. This random man he’s about to meet, who happens to look a lot like Ilya. Ilya takes the cue, standing from his own chair with a shake of his head. He takes Shane’s hand, shaking firmly. “I’m Shane, uh, Shane Hollander.” Ilya nods. “Ilya Rozanov.” —————— Or: Shane and Ilya get sent to reconciliation therapy, and of course, handle it super well.
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- English
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- 23,714
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- 3 versions
- AO3:
- #77450146
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Best Laid Plans and the Best Man by Strawberrysmilees
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-09
Shane Hollander, CEO of Hollander Events, had every intention of planning the Hunter/Grady wedding with his usual precision—until Ilya Rozanov showed up and turned his rules, his heart, and his life upside down. Flying sparks, one stolen kiss, a few too many policies, and the chaos of a high-profile wedding later, Shane has to decide which rules are meant to be followed… and which are meant to be broken. [Wedding planner!AU where Shane is organizing Scott and Kip’s wedding, and Scott’s best man is Ilya Rozanov. Roasts, chaos, and falling in love ensue.]
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- English
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- 1
- AO3:
- #77378806
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Family Emergency by Elpie (Horribibble)
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-09
The problem is that Shane Hollander is an Alpha. No. Okay. No. Technically (by order of magnitude) the problem is that: Shane Hollander is in labor → it is happening in the middle of a game → it should not be happening at all because → Shane Hollander is an Alpha. Everyone's day gets markedly more chaotic when Shane--an Alpha--goes into labor mid- game against New York. It's a good fucking thing the Raiders are playing North Carolina.
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- English
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- AO3:
- #77397081
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He's had a nightmare about this. Several, in fact. Not so long ago, there were weeks on end when he had more nightmares than not about this exact thing, and now here he is frozen in his living room, watching it happen to somebody else.
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Scott & Kip react to Hollanov being outed.
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- English
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- AO3:
- #77347926
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“Hm. Interesting,” the nurse stated as Ilya shifted in the bed. “You had a spinal cord injury four years ago, correct?” Ah, shit. “Yep,” Ilya shifted again, looking directly at the nurse. His eyes flickered but he didn’t look away from Ilya. “And, according to the paramedics, you fell directly on your back. Your head hit first, according to what the bartender who called emergency services said. So, I’ll ask again. Are you feeling better, Mr. Rozanov?” After an injury that took hockey away from Ilya, life doesn't seem to have anything much to give him. Little does he know, his attempt to get out of life ends up being the reason he stays in it.
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- English
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- 10,271
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- 2/2
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- 1
- AO3:
- #76696296
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Both Shane and Ilya had gotten concussions before. It was part of being a hockey player, but neither of them had ever woken up thinking they were seventeen. Of course, Shane had to change that.
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- English
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- 1
- AO3:
- #76764096
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miss him in pictures but it doesn’t faze me by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-08
Scott [19:57]: I'm so sorry, but I can't. I hope you have a really nice time with your friends. Happy birthday.
He wants to add I love you, because God knows that hasn't changed - won't change - but deletes it before sending.
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bar scene aftermath, everyone has many feelings- Part 1 of who are we to fight the alchemy?
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- English
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- 968
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- 1/1
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- 1
- AO3:
- #77328751
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Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov, star players and fiancés of the Ottawa Centaurs, have shared both love and triumph on and off the ice, including two Stanley Cup victories. But when a devastating hit leaves Shane with partial amnesia, he forgets only Ilya—the man he once loved and imagined a future with. The world knows them as Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander—superstars, champions, captains. Ottawa’s golden boys. Two men who changed the shape of a franchise and, without ever meaning to, shifted the culture of the league simply by loving each other openly. They play on the Ottawa Centaurs, share a line, share a home, share a future. Their engagement had broken the internet for a solid forty-eight hours—rings flashing during warmups, a quiet kiss caught by a long lens, Shane’s hand resting so naturally at Ilya’s back it felt like it had always belonged there. There are haters. There always are. But they are drowned out by the roar of fans who chant their names together, by teammates who treat their relationship as the most normal thing in the world, by families who sit side by side in the stands wearing matching jerseys. Together, they have won two Stanley Cups. Together, they have bled for this sport. And together, they understand the risk. Hockey is fast. Hockey is violent. Hockey does not care who you love. They’ve always known that. Ilya learned it first in April of 2014. Back then, Shane was playing against Boston. A hard hit—late, ugly, the kind that makes the arena go silent before anyone even realizes why. Shane went down wrong, helmet snapping back, body going slack as he hit the ice. Ilya had been on the bench. He remembers standing up too fast. The way his vision tunneled. The way his heart stopped beating—not metaphorically, not poetically, but truly, painfully still—as Shane didn’t move. He remembers gripping the boards so hard his knuckles went white. Remembered screaming Shane’s name without realizing he was doing it. Remembered the medical staff swarming, remembered the stretcher, remembered not breathing again until he saw Shane’s chest rise in the tunnel. After that, every hit carried a ghost. Every time Shane stayed down a second too long, Ilya felt 2014 claw its way up his spine. They talked about it, quietly, late at night. About the risks. About concussions and broken bones and the way the game takes pieces of you and never gives them back. They promised each other honesty. They promised each other presence. They promised that no matter what—no matter the cameras, the league, the rules—they would choose each other first. That promise is tested again in 2017. It happens fast. Too fast. The puck is dumped deep, Shane chasing hard, skates digging in. There’s a collision near the boards—shoulder to shoulder, brutal but clean—and then something goes wrong. Shane’s edge catches. His head snaps back. He goes down. And this time… he doesn’t move. The arena goes deathly quiet in that way every hockey fan recognizes instantly. No cheering. No booing. Just the sharp scrape of skates slowing, players looking around, realizing something is wrong. Ilya sees it from center ice. Sees Shane’s body twisted unnaturally. Sees his stick slip from his fingers. Sees the stillness. The past slams into him like a freight train. But this time— This time Ilya doesn’t freeze. He doesn’t stay back. He doesn’t wait for officials. He doesn’t care about protocol or penalties or the watching eyes of thousands of fans and millions more at home. His fiancé is unmoving. Ilya drops his gloves and sprints. “ILYA—!” someone shouts, maybe a ref, maybe a teammate. He doesn’t hear it. He drops to his knees beside Shane, hands shaking as he cups his helmeted face. “Shane. Shane—hey, love, look at me. Please. Please.” His voice cracks on the last word.
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- English
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- 1
- AO3:
- #77247666
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Of all things, it starts with a tweet. It’s a picture of Scott in a People magazine Sexiest Man of the Year roundup. Not the cover star, but a stylish photoshoot, wearing skintight Under Armour, looking coquettishly over one shoulder. His friend’s tweet reads: “am i crazy or is this low key kind of fruity?”
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Or, Scott and Kip fall in love again.
- Part 1 of a new name for everything
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- English
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- 10,310
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- 4/4
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- 1
- AO3:
- #77275241
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friends in high places by Anonymous
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-07
Kyle: Your sense of age is so weird. So Scott’s elderly and Luca’s a baby?
Ilya: Yes
Shane: Luca’s older than we were when we got together though
Harris: He IS?
Kyle: literally wtf is this timelineIn which Harris adds Ilya and Shane to a gay WAGs group chat
(Can be read as a standalone)
- Part 3 of the secret society of stick handlers
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- English
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- AO3:
- #77231051
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shimmers that innocent light back by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-07
Finally, Kip starts laughing and presses a messy kiss to Scott’s cheek. “Stop it. Your face. Stop.”
Scott turns his head to the side to catch his lips in a proper kiss and then rubs their noses together.
“Your face,” he says and feels Kip’s little giggle as a soft puff of air against his cheek. He’s so weak for him, so utterly smitten. He could still melt into a puddle every time Kip so much as smiles at him.
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really just some schmoopy married sex post-TLG because they deserve to be so, so happy together (and Scott is still down so bad it’s actually a little ridiculous)- Part 1 of love that is weighted in gold
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- English
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- 3/3
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- AO3:
- #77147371
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At the penalty box, Shane grinds his jaw so hard his ear starts hurting. Then he remembers that ESPN caught one of his players using a homophobic slur in front of the most famous gay player in the league, flaunting Shane's authority as team captain in the process. His ears are ringing and he feels like a zoo animal, but he catches Scott Hunter’s eye for long enough to say, “I’m sorry,” then averts his eyes. When Hunter says nothing, Shane looks back up long enough to see the guy bracing himself to say something pitying, and Shane would rather die, so he cracks a joke first. “So what d’you think? Most dramatic way to come out in the NHL? Or do you still have me beat?” Hunter snorts so hard he almost overbalances, then looks at Shane like he’s lost his fucking mind. “I think we don’t need to talk.”
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- English
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- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #77048636
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Ilya has a secret. Kip has a slightly smaller secret.
The boys have each other's backs (Except Ilya is 100% a brat about it)
- Part 4 of Troublemakers
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- English
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- AO3:
- #77062066
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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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- English
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- 52,101
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- 8/8
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- 1
- AO3:
- #76974601
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Following Scott Hunter coming out, Ilya takes social justice into his own hands and decides to belittle homophobes online. While Shane ends up having a heart to heart with Scott Hunter, helping him to come out to Hayden.
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- English
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- 3,302
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- AO3:
- #77032856
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Troublemaker 2.5 by Anonymous
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV), The Shots You Take - Rachel Reid
2026-01-03
Taking a break from my Kip and Ilya friendship stories to look at Riley and Adam from the Shots You Take by Rachel Reid, and how they would react to the Skip Kiss.
(I must stress, this is a side story and does not feature catty Russians or Sassy New Yorkers but it is set in my little AU)
- Part 3 of Troublemakers
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- English
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- AO3:
- #76993341
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love in the time of AO3 metrics by pucksandpower
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-03
Ilya Rozanov has exactly one problem with his secret relationship with Shane Hollander: Scott Hunter has more fanfiction than them. The solution is obvious. They’ll just have to make the internet ship them harder. What could possibly go wrong? Or in which two NHL players discover AO3, decide to manipulate their public image to generate more fanfiction, and not so accidentally come out in the process. Featuring: competitive nonsense, live television mishaps, and one very distressed Scott Hunter. Ilya is sprawling across Shane’s ridiculously expensive couch in Montreal when he discovers the betrayal. “Shane,” he says, and his voice has that particular quality that makes Shane look up immediately from where he’s chopping vegetables in the kitchen. It’s the tone that means Ilya has found something on the internet that will derail their entire evening. “No,” Shane says preemptively. “You do not even know what I am saying.” “I know that tone.” Shane points the knife at him, then seems to remember that’s probably not safe and puts it down. “That’s your ‘I found something online and now I’m going to be weird about it’ tone.” “I am never weird.” “You spent three hours last Tuesday looking up whether penguins could be gay.” “They can be! Was important research.” Ilya sits up, phone clutched in his hand like evidence. “But this is different. This is serious.” Shane wipes his hands on a towel and comes around the kitchen island. He’s barefoot, wearing joggers and one of Ilya’s new Centaurs hoodies that he definitely stole, and Ilya’s heart does something complicated in his chest. It’s been nine years and Shane still makes him feel like he’s seventeen and discovering what want means. “What is it?” Shane asks, softer now, because he can probably see something in Ilya’s face. “Scott Hunter has more fics than us on AO3.” Shane blinks. “What?” “Scott. Hunter.” Ilya enunciates each word with deep offense. “Has more fanfiction than Hollanov.” “Hollanov?” “Is our ship name. Keep up.” Ilya scrolls aggressively through his phone. “Look. Scott Hunter/Kip Grady has one thousand two hundred thirty-seven fics. Ilya Rozanov/Shane Hollander has nine hundred and eighty-three.” Shane stares at him. “You counted?” “AO3 counts for you. Is right there.” Ilya gestures at his screen. “And is bullshit. We are much better love story than Scott and his little smoothie boyfriend.” “His name is Kip, and they’re cute together.” “We are CUTER.” “Ilya-” “No, listen.” Ilya stands up, pacing now, phone still clutched in his hand. “We are generational talents. Best rivalry in hockey right now. Everyone says. The media, they love us. ‘Rozanov versus Hollander, the new Crosby and Ovechkin,’ they say. We have drama. We have passion.” “We have to keep it secret or we’ll destroy our careers and possibly get death threats,” Shane points out. “Details.” Ilya waves this away. “Point is, we are interesting! Scott Hunter is old and boring-” “He’s thirty-one-” “ANCIENT. And he is with normal guy who makes smoothies! Where is intrigue? Where is fire?” Ilya spins to face Shane, eyes bright with the particular intensity that means he’s gotten an idea, and those are always dangerous. “We should have more fics.” Shane crosses his arms, and oh, Ilya knows that posture. That’s Shane’s ‘I’m going to be reasonable and you’re going to hate it’ posture. “We can’t have more fics because people don’t know we’re together. Because we’re not out. Because it’s complicated.” “Maybe is too complicated.” “Ilya-” “Maybe we should make people suspect.” Ilya’s grin is sharp and reckless. “Nothing confirmed. Just … little things. Hints. Enough for people to write about.” “You want to bait fanfic writers into shipping us more?” “I want to beat Scott fucking Hunter, yes.” Shane’s mouth twitches. He’s trying not to smile, which means Ilya is already winning. “You know this is insane, right?” “You love when I am insane.” “I really don’t.” “You love me.” Shane’s face softens, the way it only does when they’re alone like this, when the walls come down and he stops being Shane Hollander, Canadian Golden Boy, and becomes just Shane. Just his. “Yeah,” he says quietly. “I really do.” Ilya closes the distance between them, and reaches down to cup Shane’s face. Ilya is four inches taller, which Shane will deny matters until his dying breath, but right now it means
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- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #77028326