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Shane Hollander is a famous hockey player. Ilya Rozanov is a Twitch streamer on the rise with a very one-sided beef with the Montreal Metros’ captain. Under the username GingerAle24, Shane becomes a regular in Ilya’s streams. Ilya has no idea he’s talking to the very same player he’s always losing against.
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A rare alignment of the Raiders' and Metros' schedules means that Ilya and Shane get 3.5 uninterrupted days in New York City, where they spend their first Christmas as boyfriends together. Just a lot of cute holiday fluff.
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[Spoilers for Episode 6 of Heated Rivalry] Ilya watched as Shane followed his Mom outside. Shane had left with a parting glance at Ilya that was probably trying to tell him something, but Ilya couldn’t figure out what exactly. Was he supposed to stay put? Or should he go after Shane, just in case something went wrong after all? He was about to get up, maybe just to check out of the window really quick that Shane was fine, but before he could move, he heard David clear his throat. Right, Shane’s Dad was still here, sitting opposite him and looking at him expectantly.
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Sound of sirens, rush of pain (I almost thought I heard you call my name) by 17darwinism
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-26
"He imagined Shane would be similarly unforgiving if Ilya took his own life. Not that Ilya ever would. Unless he couldn’t help it." (The Long Game) or, Two years after being diagnosed with depression, Ilya wants to commit suicide.
- Part 1 of Please, God, I'm finally loved
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A loon calls from across the lake, a long, mournful, warbling sound, and Shane is consumed with laughter. “It sounds so… dramatic. Like it just read tragic Russian literature.” Rozanov snorts, which only makes Shane laugh harder. “He is not dramatic. He is expressing the existential plight of the waterbird! It is deep!” Shane wipes his eyes, gasping. “The plight… of the loon… oh my god.” He laughs until he’s breathless, sagging against Rozanov’s shoulder. Rozanov’s arm comes around him, warm and solid, his own chest shaking with silent laughter.
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When Ilya gets injured while swimming in the lake, Shane scrambles to save him from drowning. ("We all get our bell rung, eventually." -Shane Hollander) It was a less than perfect day at the lake. A gray day—little sun. But Shane Hollander was overflowing with light. He felt it on his cheeks, all over his skin, in his bones. He couldn’t stop smiling with it. The cottage itself seemed to glow with a living aura. The night before he was looking into his longtime lover’s eyes when he said—twice in Russian, and then once in English—“I love you.” Shane said it back. And his world shifted like tectonic plates. No day would ever truly be gray again. Ilya Rozanov stood on top of the large, slanted rock on which Shane sat. “Don’t dive into the water, you idiot. It’s shallow here—up to your waist.” Ilya ruffled Shane’s slate-black hair. “I do little jump,” Rozanov said. “Barely dive. Closer to —what do you say—eh, belly flop.” Shane rolled his eyes as he carefully rearranged his hair. “You’re going to belly flop into cold water with bruised ribs?” Ilya winced and wrinkled his nose at the thought. “You dive in there and you’re going to sprain your wrists on the bottom before your feet hit the water,” Hollander warned. “Fine!” Ilya made a show of putting his hands behind his back by stretching his long arms up and around. He clasped his own fingers together and stared down at Hollander. “No arms. Half belly flap, half dive. Yes? Approved?” The fondness for Ilya that glowed in Shane’s heart warmed. “Fine!” he said, pronouncing the word with a Russian accent, speaking it the same way Ilya had a moment ago. “But there’s a downed tree down there so aim to the—” Ilya rotated to the right and dove nose-first over Shane’s knees. “—left.” Shane gulped. Ilya disappeared into the water—all six feet of him—and Shane sighed. He looked around, taking a moment to ingest the view. The hockey captain took in the trees, the horizon on the water, the sky. All beautiful, he concluded. But not as beautiful as Ilya Rozanov’s body in those swimming trunks. That was his favorite view of all. Shane looked down at the spot in the water where Ilya had disappeared, and curled his hands into fists when he realized that a whole half minute had passed. How long could his lover hold his breath? Shane didn’t know. “Rozanov?” he called to the silent lake. “Ilya!” The clouds shifted then. Shane concluded that an entire minute had passed. Sunlight through the trees illuminated the colors of the water—blue, black, teal, green... And red. “FUCK,” Shane gasped at the sight of the blood. He eased himself into the water and started swimming as fast as he could. His leg bumped something solid. Shane took a deep breath and dropped underwater, eyes open. Arms paddling, fingers reaching, mostly blind, Shane felt around for the solid object. Fingers found the underwater tree, first, but then he found something hard that felt like skin, and he pulled. Shane summoned all of his strength and swam for the surface. He emerged gasping, holding the limp, unmoving body in a bridal carry. Rozanov’s head lolled against Shane’s bicep— eyes shut, mouth open. “Ilya!” Hollander shouted at him. “ILYA!” When not even an eyelid flinched, he swore again and stomped toward the shore. Shane had never heard his own heart beating. But it was thundering in his ears when he gently laid Ilya’s waterlogged body down on the grass. Rozanov’s skin was corpse-colored except for the massive gash at his hairline that was leaking blood. “Dammit!” Shane shouted, voice cracking, when water leaked from Rozanov’s blue-tinted lips. He rolled him onto his side and watched several cups of water stream from his mouth. Then Shane knelt, pressed his ear to Ilya’s lips, and both listened and felt for his breathing. Nothing. No inhale. No exhale. Tears erupted from Shane’s dark eyes. He pressed two fingers against the pulse point on Ilya’s throat. He found it. Ilya had a pulse. But Shane was certain his heart was beating too slow—the sensation shallow under the white skin. Shane’s eyes were so soaked with tears that everything went funhouse mirror blurry. He rolled Ilya onto his back, squeezed his nostrils shut, and blew air into his lungs. Again. Again and again and again. Over and over he breathed breath into his lover. In the distance, a loon called—mocking, almost. “Please,” Shane said against Ilya’s lips. “Wake up, you asshole! Please!” Shane pulled back and looked down at Ilya’s slack face. “Ilya,” he begged. “ILYA!” Then, with all his strength, Shane pushed down on Ilya’s stomach. Water, vomit, and who knew what else erupted from Ilya’s stomach and chest. A cough followed it—then another. After three more, Ilya’s eyes burst open and he went into a coughing fit that Shane had no doubt killed his already bruised ribs. Shane lifted Ilya’s body, then. Lifted him up into his arms so that he was almost sitting. Shane held him while he coughed—didn’t care about the blood slowly soaking his swimming trunks or the vomit under his knees. Ilya’s wide eyes found Shane’s and refused to look away. Shane whispered into Ilya’s ear, “I’m here, I’ve got you, just breathe, you’re ok—you’re ok—you’re ok.” The blood flow didn’t stop, but the coughing eventually did. “Shane,” Ilya wheezed. “S- Sorry…” “Shhh,” Hollander soothed. “You hit your head. You’re bleeding bad. I have to get you to the hospital—can you stand?”
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Hayden Pike and his own personal hell by stargazingstormtrooper92
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-26
"So, silent retreat buddy?" He genuinely asks. Shane was being a really bad friend. Hayden spent weeks around babies and he probably needed a bit of a normal adult conversation but the only adult thought coming to Shane's mind right now was 'my dick is in Ilya's mouth'. "Yeah. You know. Doing yoga. Bonfires and stuff," he let out an involuntary moan and clapps his hand across his mouth while Ilya doubles his efforts. Hayden chuckles on the other line. "You sure about that? You don't have any company?" "May... Maybe." "Oh. Oooohhhh bud, sorry. I'm hanging up. Say hi to Lilly for me." But, before Hayden could drop the line Shane says back: "He says hi back." "Wait. He?" *** Or: Hayden finds out about Ilya and Shane in an unsuspected way. Inspired by 'that' phone call scene in ep6 😏
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hayden pike gets an earful by facingthenorthwind (spacegandalf), StormVandal
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-26
Shane misses the "mute" button when he tries to talk Ilya out of interrupting his call with Hayden. Hayden hears way, way too much.
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Shane Hollander's Unexpected Nurse by mightyd0lphin
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-26
When Shane falls ill and isn't answering his phone, Hayden and JJ decide to be responsible teammates and go check on him. They find a very sick Shane, and a very surprising caretaker. Set after book 1, but while Ilya is still playing for Boston.
- Part 1 of hayden's neverending suffering
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"- Fuck, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. There was a wreck... pushed my car into the water. I can see the lights from the first responders, but... I don't think they're going to make it. And I can't get out. I tried, Ilya, I swear I tried. I just... I love you. That's all I'm thinking right now. I love you, and I'm so sorry I'm not going to-" There was a choked-off sound. Shane fighting off a sob, Ilya thought, and a matching noise came out of his own throat. "I wanted to marry you. I wanted to marry you more than anything in the whole fucking world."
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“What if I didn’t leave? What if I stayed all summer?” --- OR: Ilya asks Shane if he can stay at the cottage past his two week timeline. They're both thrilled.
- Part 9 of Episode Aftercare
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Thought I had it right, once, twice (but I did not) by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-26
About three minutes ago Shane had smacked his phone down on the bed with too much force. It had tumbled off, landing screen up next to Hayden’s bed. A picture of Ilya Rozanov’s dick taking up half of the screen. Shane had to watch in horror how his best friend picked up the phone, barely glanced at it and then almost dropped it after a second look.
So he had blurted out the first excuse that came to mind, which was ‘I think I’m gay but I’m not sure’. That had made Hayden disregard the picture completely. Instead of asking whose dick it was, he had told Shane to kiss him.
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'Cause I just want you here tonight by WhimperSoldier
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-26
“I can’t do this.” He said and Ilya’s hands found his waist to ground him. “Riku grabbed Obaasan from the hospital, and I can feel my mom starting to spiral. Minu hired a decorator for the house so it could look perfect for today, can you believe that? I’m going to be sick.” Ilya ignored the low-hanging fruit about all the pillows Shane liked having around. “You are four time Stanley Cup winner, have silver medal and many score records. An old lady scares you?” He asked and when it seemed like Shane might just nod, Ilya added “Think of it as game. And we win games.” “Ilya, you can’t win at Christmas.” “Says who?” Ilya demanded. “We win other things, why not this?” Shane looked at him, the determined, cocky tilt to his jaw and then his husband kissed him and laughed. “Alright, sure, we’ll win Christmas.” or Ilya meets Shane's extended family and learns about the true spirit of Christmas.
- Part 5 of Heated Rivalry AUs
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"Ilya had loved him through his worst moments. Ilya had helped him find a therapist when he’d collapsed on the floor of their hotel bathroom after losing a particularly brutal game, scratching at his chest. Ilya had held him, even when Shane yelled at him because there was panic crawling under his skin and he felt as though it might claw its way out. Ilya had told him it was okay; that it didn’t make him a bad player to resent the spotlight sometimes, that it didn’t make him a bad teammate to hate the team when they were too loud and too drunk and too physical, that it didn’t make him a bad person to need space to breathe. Ilya saved him.
And look what you give him in return. You’re a shitty husband, Shane Hollander.
You don’t deserve his last name."
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content warnings: discussion of mental health, depiction of a panic attack, depiction of invasive medical procedure, depiction of violence (generally non-graphic), use of hate speech, depiction of a hate crime
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What do you say to someone who you spent the last decade believing was dead? That’s what his father told him anyway. His mother was dead. She couldn’t handle it anymore, she couldn’t handle him anymore so she ended it. Took her own life while he was at school. It was for the best his father told him. They were better off without her. or ilya finds out his mother is alive and tries to make up for lost time.
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All That Matters by smackalicious
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-25
Hayden just looked at him for a few moments. He never quite felt like he could fully get a read on him. And then, he had a thought. Shane might punch him in the face, but he had a feeling... “Okay, then. Maybe you’re meeting someone else?” He kept his voice as level as possible, not wanting to spook him. Whatever weird quirks Shane may have had, Hayden still loved the kid. “Maybe... a guy?” Hayden starts to realize some things about Shane, but he never could have predicted that his secret Boston hookup was... Ilya Rozanov?
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A Hollanov Holiday by SuebsWrites
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-25
[Takes place post-TLG. Spoilers ahead.] “I have bad feeling about this.” The two men looked up at the two-story suburban Ottawa house. Strings of multicoloured lights twirled around the squat, snow-covered cedar trees in the front yard, and a little cobblestone walkway curved up from the driveway toward the porch. Shane looked over his shoulder and grinned. “You’re scared of my parents now?” Ilya raised one dubious eyebrow. “Is not just your parents inside. Also there are aunts. Uncles.” He shuddered dramatically. “You should not have told me about Great Aunt Alice.” Shane laughed. “It’s fine. Just ignore everything she says, and the rest are all gonna love you.” He leaned up on his tiptoes and kissed Ilya’s rough-stubbled cheek. “Just like I do.” “Like you do?” Ilya wiggled his eyebrows up and down, and Shane saw the start of a mischievous grin twinkling in his eyes. “This will make this party much more interesting.”
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Shane picks up a few Russian words over the years. He can recognize what люблю sounds like.
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Hayden froze, thoughts screeching to a halt. Getting mad defensive about Lily… Leaving her place early… Coming back in a piss poor mood… Wearing clothes that didn't seem like his… Was Shane having an affair with a Boston WAG????? **** Or, the one where Hayden puts the pieces together and comes to a very wrong conclusion
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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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