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Shane is the only omega on his hockey team and one of the few to play for the NHL. He will do anything to remain at the top and protect his reputation from harmful rumors. But when he finds out that he is pregnant, Shane’s world crumbles around him, and the only person he can trust with his secret is the alpha, who shares his heat but does not want to be his mate.
- Part 1 of Crushing In the Rink
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Ilya knows he has to get up, soon, but he doesn't feel up to the task today. Shane notices.
- Part 8 of Hollander-Rozanov (they hyphenated)
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Here Comes the Sun by artfullofchaos
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-20
Two identical girls meet at summer camp. In an attempt to piece together the missing parts of their lives, they switch places to relive memories of a relationship, an unwanted pregnancy, and, with a little luck, a family.
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Here’s my Achilles’ heel by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-20
For a second Ilya pauses, then he opens the door and steps inside. Yuna is sitting on the hospital bed with her leg wrapped in a cast. Besides her lifted leg, there are no obvious signs indicating anything even happened. They barely look at each other before wheezing laughter echoes throughout the room.
Five times Yuna needs Ilya’s help and one time he needs hers.
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Lovers of the Sun by OpalApparition
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-01-20
“Shane,” Ilya tried again, savouring the snap to attention it earned him, “Take off your clothes. I want to swim with you.” They’ve spent years hiding what they are to each other in hotel rooms with locked doors and stolen hours in the dark. But at Shane’s lake cottage, there’s no one watching and nowhere to hide. When Ilya dives in and calls Shane to follow, it’s the first time they’ve ever done this in daylight, and everything about it feels like stepping off a cliff.
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Ilya learns what Shipping is and proceeds to be a menace.
That's it. That's the fic.
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you are the one mouth i would be a tongue to. by hcneymooners (romqntics)
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-18
Ilya's hand continues its path up and down Shane's back, and Shane thinks again about how love is sometimes just this: a palm on the spine, moving in circles, waiting for you to come back to yourself. There is no promise of saving you—Ilya cannot save him, they both know this and are alright with it in their own ways—but there is a vow of staying, lingering in order to witness. Touching the bruise so that its pain triggers the memory that you are allowed to be touched. Outside, the snow continues its work of erasure. Inside, Shane's breathing begins to even out, every limb recalling how to be a man at rest rather than an animal fawning and freezing. The trembling subsides, wave by wave, as if Ilya's hand is smoothing it out of him. "Sleep, зайчик," Ilya says softly, his free hand coming to rest in Shane's hair. "I have you." This is not true, Shane thinks, and it is also the only true thing. ⋆ recovery, shane learns, is not a straight line. to begin to understand something, you must first name it.
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“Okay,” Ilya announces, clapping his hands as he steps into the one room in the house Shane’s designer wasn’t allowed to touch. “Your father is abandoning us today. What do you want to do, dochen’ka?” From a tangle of hot pink sheets and butterfly-shaped pillows, his eight-year-old daughter looks up at him with more sass than any one person should be allowed to hold. “Dad has work,” Nina points out, just as Shane yells from the kitchen, “I am not abandoning you! I am going to my job!” -OR- Ilya and his daughter go to the Science Museum and learn that Ilya might be a little bit scared of butterflies.
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After the snow fall by penpen_xo
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-01-18
Shane groaned, eyes cracking open with great effort, the distant sound of barking getting closer and closer, and he couldn’t help but wince at the volume as it pierced right through him. “Anya.” He managed to get out, and the dog in question nudged at his head, another groan eliciting from Shane’s lips at the movement. He was struggling to understand what was happening, but everything was fuzzy and scrambled and he couldn't hold onto a single thought for long enough to string anything tangible together. “Ilya.” He exhaled as Anya nudged him again. “Get Ilya….Anya, find Ilya.” or Shane slips and falls on ice while out walking Anya, and Anya is just your everyday Lassie.
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He laid down on the ground next to the snow angles they had made earlier and looked up at the sky. The sunset was barely visible behind the thick gray clouds piling up. Ilya laid down right next to him, sighing loudly. “Was very fun!” Ilya muttered into the silence, after some minutes of them just laying there watching their puffs of breaths. “As a child, I never really had this..., like silly snow fights, building snowmen. So, thank you,” Ilya admitted barely audible. But Shane had heard him. "I love you,” he simply whispered back, his heart throbbing slightly. The I love you was not able to convey all the love Shane had for Ilya; no word would ever be enough to express what he felt for the man. “I love you more.” OR domestic Hollanov on a snowy day at their cottage: having a snowball fight, buidling each other as a snowman and afterwards some warm-up activitiy ;)
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Ilya has a rough day(or a few)and Shane decides to pamper and spoil his husband to make him feel better
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The room went quiet for exactly three seconds before it erupted. "Holy shit, Rozanov has a date!" "Who is she?" "How long has this been going on?" "Is she hot?" Ilya let them speculate, keeping his expression carefully neutral as he finished changing. This was the game he'd gotten good at over the past year: deflecting without lying, misdirecting without being obvious about it. His teammates were good guys, but they didn't need to know. Couldn't know. Nobody could know that Ilya Rozanov's Valentine's Day plans involved Shane Hollander. Or, Hollanov are still a secret, Shane is making an exception on his diet, and Ilya has something to celebrate.
- Part 2 of Anon Hollanov
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Towards the end of Ilya's two weeks at Shane's cottage, Rose Landry pays a little visit.
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would you still love me by UglyGreenJacket
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-18
“Hey,” Ilya’s voice, deep and rough, resonates through Shane all the way down to the bottoms of his feet. He turns his head toward the sound, but doesn’t open his eyes, instead opting just to keep the blissed-out look on his face as he waits to hear what Ilya’s going to say. Shane imagines it’ll be something like, ‘You are perfect. Such a good boy.’ Or maybe in Russian, ‘I love you so much.’ But much more likely, ‘I give you ten minutes, and then I blow you in the shower.’ Fingers brush against his cheek, and Shane leans into the touch, lost in the feeling of being loved and wanted so wholly. And then, “Would you still love me if I was a worm?” His eyes open, and he wonders if his dopamine-addled brain has just misheard. “I’m sorry. What?”
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Lessons in Courting by marie_pothos
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-17
When Ilya Rozanov arrives in London during the Courting Season, he has no intentions of finding a spouse. Then, he sees Shane Hollander. ---- 5 Times Ilya courted Shane, and 1 time he didn't have to
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Another Dinner with the Pikes (and Why Did I Agree to This?) by Icyhot_Kem
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-17
Hayden doesn’t know how his life had come to this point, standing in front of his oven watching four fillets of salmon cook as he waits for Ilya fucking Rozanov to enter his house. “I can’t fucking do this,” he mutters to the empty kitchen, staring at the tray of asparagus and baby potatoes on the countertop, hoping they have an answer to all of his current issues. They do not. --- Or Hayden promised he’d try his best and somehow that meant getting roped into having another dinner with Ilya Rozanov of all people.
- Part 2 of Chasing Some Understanding
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Parenthood: A Horror Story - Or Shane and Ilya babysit the Pike Children by AkselAksel
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-17
Shane discovers that surviving four kids is harder than any playoff game and that Ilya is unfairly good at it. Hayden, meanwhile, comes home to a peaceful house, sleeping children, and the unsettling realization that his long-time on-ice rival has somehow charmed his entire family. Ilya has won a Stanley Cup, League MVP, has stared down a full arena booing him, survived a thousand chirps, and has survived Shane’s endless complains about his occasional smoking habit. None of that prepared him for bedtime at the Pike house. Why did he agree to this again? Oh right he loves Shane. Shane, admittedly didn’t look as confident in the situation either and was filled with additional dread when he felt his phone buzz in his pocket. HAYDEN: Running late. Pls don’t let them eat anything that comes in a spray can. SHANE: ??? HAYDEN: Arthur found whipped cream once. Jackie says it was a dark time. Shane stares at the message until his brain stops buffering. Then he looks up and sees the four Pike children arranged across the living room like a staged photo shoot for “Parenthood: A Horror Story.” Ruby was is sitting cross-legged on the rug with a book open, reading with the calm confidence of someone who has already accepted that adults are unreliable. Jade is standing on an ottoman, wearing what appears to be a plastic tiara and a superhero cape at the same time at least he hopes that’s Jade, otherwise the twins had a personality swap. Amber is on the couch upside down, hair hanging toward the floor like a bat. Arthur is… not visible. Shane’s blood turns cold. “Where’s Arthur?” A small giggle comes from behind the curtains. Shane lunges and yanks them aside. Arthur is crouched there like a tiny gremlin, clutching Ilya’s phone, proudly smearing his fingerprints across the screen. “Buddy,” Shane says in a voice that is too calm, “why are you in the curtains?” Arthur grins and holds up the phone as if he’s accomplished something incredible. “Mine.” “No,” Shane says. “Absolutely not” A shadow falls over Shane’s shoulder. Ilya leans in, towering, relaxed, and infuriatingly amused. “He is practicing stealth,” he says, like Arthur is training for special ops and not currently attempting to drool on his smartphone. “He’s practicing identity theft,” Shane hisses, snatching the phone away trying to give it back. Arthur’s face collapses. His lip trembles. Shane freezes. “Oh no.” Arthur’s inhale is deep, dramatic, and unmistakably pre-scream. “Ilya,” Shane says, warningly, “do something.” Ilya looks down at Arthur with the solemn seriousness of a man defusing a bomb. Then he lowers himself into a crouch and says softly, “Arthur. You are brave soldier. But now you must surrender.” Arthur sniffles. Ilya puts a hand over his own chest. “I am also sad when phone is taken. Shane is just trying to help be but is misguided. We make treaty instead.” Arthur’s eyes widen, suspicious and hopeful. Ilya opens his other hand and reveals, somehow, a small, shiny sticker. A hockey sticker. It’s a Centaur wearing skates. Arthur stops crying mid-breath like someone hit pause. Shane stares. “Where did you get that.” Ilya shrugs. “I always have stickers.” “You just…carry stickers.” “For children,” Ilya says, like Shane is the dumbest person alive. “Also for Shane when he is being difficult.” “I am not a child.” Ilya leans closer, murmurs so only Shane can hear: “Debatable.” Arthur snatches the sticker with reverence and slaps it directly onto his own forehead. Ruby doesn’t even look up from her book. “Dad says not to put stickers on your face.” Arthur beams. “Face!” Amber pops upright from the couch like a sprung trap. “Can I have one?” Jade bounces. “Me too! Me too! I want sparkly!” Shane points at Ilya. “Why would you do this.” Ilya smiles, pleased. “They asked nicely.” They have not, Shane thinks. They have asked like a mob. How does Hayden manage so many of them? But then because the universe hates him, Amber climbs right over Shane and clings to Ilya’s arm like a koala. “Ilya,” she says, earnest and bold, “Uncle Shane says ‘no’ a lot.” Shane sputters. “I do not—”
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Shane grinned. “You are experiencing baby fever!” Ilya cocked his head to the side, and looked at his husband confused. Shane let out a snort. Just a little one. Ilya raised his eyebrows, and Shane began to laugh. “Baby fever? What is this? I have no fever,” Ilya pouted. He couldn’t understand why Shane was giggling like a teenager. “Oh,” Shane kept laughing, almost not being able to get the words out. “Shaneee,” Ilya whined ----- After watching Amber Pike, Ilya gets hit with the worst baby fever of his life. Now he just has to convince his husband to get him one.
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With Eleanor on Ilya’s shoulders, he skates over to Shane. “Delivery,” he says, removing Eleanor from his shoulders and placing her on the boards. Her skates clack against the plastic. “One little girl for you.” Shane leans forward and kisses her on the cheek. “You are such a good skater,” he says, unclipping her helmet and brushing her hair off of her forehead. “You’re better than Papa is.” “Better than Daddy, too,” Ilya says with a smirk __________________ Shane and Ilya attend their first Centaurs Family Day with their daughter.
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Okay. I like it...Picasso! by colorsflashing
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-16
The internet is strange and chaotic and full of things no one bothers to explain. Ilya Rozanov loves it anyway. OR The one where Ilya learns a new viral phrase from TikTok. February 2022 "Will you please get off your phone?" Shane glares at the phone Ilya is holding while lying down in their bed. He glances away from his screen to look at his beautiful husband who is looking very grumpy. "Is someone a little jealous?" Ilya taunts, lifting his eyebrows teasingly. Shane rolls his eyes and rolls over, giving his back to Ilya. "No, I need to sleep and I can't do that if you're watching that stupid clock app." Shane grumbles and Ilya can't help but smile at his husband’s annoyance. "I will put my headphones on so you can get your beauty sleep." He replies, climbing out of bed to find them. Shane rolls onto his back to watch his husband walk across the room, glaring at him. "You're serious?" Shane demands angrily. Ilya looks over his shoulder at him and hesitates with his hand in his bag, "I am not tired yet." Ilya replies like he doesn't understand why Shane is so upset with him. Shane scoffs and rolls back to his side and closes his eyes. He's obviously angry and upset with Ilya. Ilya furrows his brows and stares at his husband. He doesn't want to make him angry so he abandons the headphones and makes his way back to bed, setting his phone down on the bedside table before lying down. Shane scoots infinitesimally away from Ilya as he climbs in. Ilya narrows his eyes in annoyance that his husband is trying to get away from him. He wastes no time wrapping his arm around Shane's waist and tugging him towards him, cuddling him against him tightly. Shane opens his mouth to protest but it quickly turns into a soft gasp when Ilya kisses his neck while trailing his hands down Shane's abs before settling on the waistline of his boxer briefs. "Is my husband feeling neglected?" Ilya whispers against Shane's skin. Shane shivers and nods, words clearly evading him. Ilya starts kissing toward his mouth and Shane turns to give him his lips. Ilya can't help but teasing him though, instead shifting so he hovers over Shane, kissing along his chest instead of giving him the kiss he's now desperate for based on how he groans in frustration. Ilya smiles against Shane's skin, happy that after all these years together that Shane is still desperate for him...that Ilya is just as desperate for Shane. He is a bit surprised that Shane is feeling neglected though when only an hour ago Ilya was on his knees in the shower with his cock in his mouth, but he's not going to complain. Especially when Shane is making the sounds he's making. "Ilya..." Shane groans in annoyance when Ilya licks along the waistband of his boxer briefs. Ilya opens his eyes to see Shane staring at him with hooded, lust-filled eyes that also are filled with so much love it still overwhelms Ilya. "Is okay Shane. I will take care of you now." He promises and then yanks Shane's underwear down, exposing his hard, leaking cock. Ilya immediately starts showing Shane just how un-neglected he is and only minutes later Shane is gasping Ilya's name reverently as he falls apart for him. With one last soft kiss to the tip of Shane's cock, Ilya carefully places Shane's underwear back in place before sliding up to kiss Shane softly on the lips. He's still breathing hard and his eyes are closed, obviously exhausted which is no surprise after the game they had tonight against Florida. "Just give me a minute and I'll take care of you." Shane mumbles sleepily and Ilya can't help but kiss him softly. "Is okay. Just sleep, Любимый." Ilya tells him. Shane squints his eyes open. "I swear if you're just trying to get me to fall asleep so you can watch stupid videos all night, I'm not going to have sex with you ever again." Ilya can't help but laugh. He had no plans of doing that but he can't stop himself from teasing Shane. "Lies. You would not last more than 12 hours without my cock." Shane narrows his eyes, "Of course I would. Do you not remember how you ghosted me for 6 months after the first time we had sex? I can last without it for more than 12 hours." He teases, but the words still hit Ilya right in the heart. He hates that he did that to Shane. He opens his mouth to apologize again for doing that when Shane stops him with a searing kiss banishing the words from his mouth. "Things are different now. You would not last 12 hours." Ilya says when he pulls away still arguing his point. Shane rolls his eyes, "Yeah, well neither could you!" He argues. "I am not the one who threatened to withhold sex." Ilya replies. "I would never do that to you." He adds and Shane's face fills with guilt. Ilya kisses him, not wanting him to feel guilty, especially when they both know Shane's threat was never going to last. "Besides, I wasn't going to touch my phone for the rest of the night. Only you as we fall asleep." Ilya whispers against Shane's lips. "You're still as hard as a rock, Ilya. Let me take care of you." Shane pulls away to look into Ilya's eyes. "Please." He adds and Ilya can't say no to him. Why would he, when he's looking at him the way he is and saying such pretty words. "Okay." He concedes and the next thing he knows Shane is pushing him onto his back and kissing down his body determined to make Ilya forget all about that stupid clock app that Shane is beginning to really hate. "Okay, I like it...Picasso!" Ilya shouts as he jumps on Troy and Shane in celebration of Troy's goal. Troy laughs and shakes his head at Ilya, while Shane looks at him like he's lost his mind. "What did you just say?" Shane asks as they skate toward the bench to give high fives to their teammates. Ilya smiles wide, "It's from a video I saw earlier today on TikTok." He explains and Shane sighs and rolls his eyes in annoyance. "I don't get it." Shane grumbles. "It’s a video of people decorating a car for an art project, and a guy walking by says, ‘Okay, I like it…Picasso!’” Ilya explains and Shane furrows his brows. "What the fuck kind of videos
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