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Oh, god. It was almost time. They were going to be parents soon. OR The future-fic where they become fathers — nay, daddies.
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After Ilya leaves Shane in the hospital, Shane gets lonely and texts Hayden to get Ilya back Shane: Hes soooooo hot Hayden: ? Hayden: What? Hayden: Are you okay? Shane: im goooooood Hayden: What was the prognosis, how bad are you hurt? Will you be able to play next week or no? Shane: concussed and broken collarbone out for the rest of the season Hayden: Shit. Should you be on your phone right now? Don’t they tell you not to look at screens if you’ve got a concussion Shane: nuh uh im on the goooood stuff Hayden: They’ve got you on pain meds? No pain? Shane: uh huh, nothing Hayden: That’s good, I’m glad you’re not feeling it right now. Sucks that you’re out for the play offs but your health is more important mate Shane: yeh Hayden: I tell you what, if I see fuckin Marlow again I’m ruining his face. I didn’t get enough of a chance on the ice so that fucker got off easy Shane: was accident Ilya told me and he doesnt lie Hayden: Ilya? As in Rozanov? Shane: uh huh. He said Marlow did not mean to hurt me and he feels reaaaal bad Hayden: When did you talk to Rozanov? Shane: he was here Shane: he held my hand Shane: his hands are so soft. like fluffy clod Shane: clud Shane: cloud Hayden: Damn, you must be pretty high right now Shane: where is Ilya he needs to come back Hayden: Um, Shane, I think you’re imagining things. Or maybe whatever you’re on right now has got you a bit confused Shane: nuh uh Shane: he came to see me Shane: but told me to shhh cos it’s a secret Shane: so shhh it’s a secret Hayden: What’s a secret? That he visited you? Shane: hes gonna come to my cottage Shane: we will have a whole two weeks together can you believe that Hayden: Um… Shane: we get to fuck everywhere Shane: on the bed Shane: on the kitchen counter Shane: on the couch Shane: by the lake Hayden: Dude, what’re you talking about right now? Shane: Ilya. Hes soooooooo hot Hayden: Um, I just want to preface this by saying I love you mate and I support you if um, you know, you’re gay but I think you’re talking a bit of nonsense right now. You hate Rozanov, remember Shane: nope hes sexy Shane: sexy Russian accent Shane: and aww you love and support me yay Shane: im like super gayyyyy Shane: super super super super super
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a snow day at the cottage
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Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov are wrapping up the end of their first full summer as a married couple. They have just celebrated their first year wedding anniversary, there is no impending doom. Their friends know, their family knows, their fans know, whoever cares to know, knows. They are playing for the same team once again, when the season starts. And they are happy. There is nothing to fear. No practice to get to. For now they get to rest. Just them, in their home, with each other. Or A day in Shane and Ilya's domestic life full of conversations, teasing, and adoration in three parts, (late) morning, evening and night.
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Ilya and Shane join the Pike family for ice skating. “Have we ever done this before? Skated like. Not for hockey?” Ilya laughed. “Guess not.” “It’s kinda nice.” “Yeah,” Ilya said. God, Shane loved that smile. It was a beautiful day. The air was crisp, the sky a bright blue above Ottawa’s nicest outdoor rink—well, nicest with all-ages family skate hours, and mozzarella sticks and hot chocolate in the adjoining shopping center. The crowds skewed just young-family enough that they didn’t usually get recognized and mobbed, maybe a fan or two but not enough to spoil a day. Shane squinted against the glare of the sun, vaguely missing the controlled familiarity of a rink. It was almost too bright against the outdoor ice. “Sweetie—sweetie, please go to Uncle Shane, Daddy’s got his hands full with your sisters.” came Hayden’s voice, a note of panic in it. Jade was half-dragging Hayd behind her, while Ruby clung to him like she was still unsure she liked skating at all. Shane turned just in time for the littlest Pike, Amber, to careen into his shins. “Oof,” he said easily, smiling as he took her mittened hand. “I don’t want to fall again,” Amber said, looking at Shane with bright eyes, and Shane’s heart just about melted. He kept losing track of how old Hayden’s kids were, but whatever age this was it was one of the cutest. “I’m not going to let you fall,” he said. “Wanna do one loop with me?” Amber sniffed, shuffling her skates. Shane was starting to feel useless. “Amber, Amber!” Arthur Pike’s little voice piped up behind them, approaching fast. Shane turned and his heart went hot in his chest. Ilya was hand in hand with Arthur, who was small for a seven (eight?) year old. Both of them had bright pink cheeks, knit scarves flowing behind them as they zoomed up and slid to an easy, excited halt. “That was so much fun! Can we go around again? No, wait—Amber, do you want a turn with Uncle Ilya?” Amber slid closer to Shane, shaking her head shyly. If it were anyone else, Shane suspected, Ilya would’ve drawn back in mock affront. But Ilya was so damn good with kids—better than any of them, in Shane’s opinion. “No, that was Arthur loop. Amber loop is different,” Ilya said, swinging Arthur around to come up next to Shane and Amber. “What’s an Amber loop like?” Amber asked. Ilya smiled at her, and Shane felt hot right down to his toes. “Can I show you? We stop if you don’t like, of course.” “Okay,” Amber said, smiling back. “Okay! Great.” Ilya turned his eyes to Shane. Even now, Shane felt himself blushing. Ilya’s smile deepened. God, he might be blushing too. “I take your other hand. Yeah? Good! Okay, here we go.” The four of them made a little chain. Shane, Amber, Ilya, Arthur. Arthur could kick and scurry all he wanted, while Ilya kept a hold of him and a steady pace for Amber, and Shane took the spot closest to center ice to anchor them. It was…easy. It was fun. It felt so natural, it was insane. When was the last time Shane had experienced something new on the ice? It was literally new! A different attention paid to his body and his mind, and it was out here on a version of the ice he loved so much, miles away from games or pressure or the public eye. The love of his life linked to him by their friends’ kids. The kids screamed in delight, kicking their feet because they knew Shane and Ilya had them. Somewhere distantly, there was music. Ilya was laughing, doing one of the silly voices that all the Pike kids liked best. Shane caught his eye. They shared a smile. It was private because it was theirs and no one else’s, but it was also out in the open, hidden from no one. His love. His love. Something simple and obvious and miraculous all at once. Ilya’s hair’s a mess. His whole face is rosy, his handsome frame ridiculously dreamy in his tailored winter jacket on the ice. Shane loved seeing him like this, getting to appreciate Ilya’s body doing what it did best (well, second-best), wearing his too-fucking-sexy wardrobe instead of their usual gear. He was hot in his gear too, obviously. But this was a rarer treat. “I love you so much,” Shane called to him as they skated in their little line. “I love you too,” Ilya called back. And then, quieter but not quiet enough, he said something in Russian that made Shane hiss Ilya! Thankfully, Jackie was back from the bathroom and loping toward them on the ice. “Thank you for skating with me, Uncle Shane and Uncle Ilya! I had so much fun!” Amber said through giggles. Ilya bowed low on the ice. “Any time,” he grinned. Arthur called his thanks back too, already tugging his mom and sister to the rest of the family. And then it was just Shane and Ilya on the ice.
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How Shane and Ilya Became Parents (the second time) by liljenrocks
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-25
The second time Shane and Ilya become parents is very different from the first.
- Part 2 of The Centaur Family
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canoeing, cottage, etc! by riolynn
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-25
Unfortunately, there isn’t enough days in the two weeks to do everything that the cottage had to offer, but Shane definitely wanted to go canoeing with Ilya. A true test of their love, and some other shenanigans.
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- #76384421
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Christmas 2026; or 3 times the Centaurs told Shane they thought Ilya hated Christmas + 1 time Harris realizes he really loves it by stabthroughme
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-25
Shane knew Ilya had spent as much of his free time in Montreal as possible, and Shane had done the same going to Ottawa whenever he could, but a few months into his first season with the Centaurs and he's finding himself realizing how much Ilya had saved for just them. Namely, Ilya's adoration of any and all things Christmas.
- Part 4 of In The Loonie Bin (Mars' Hollanov Fics)
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It’s Ilya Rozanov’s first Christmas with the Hollander family as Shane’s boyfriend. Between festive fluff, stolen kisses, and a spicy mischief right in front of Elf on the Shelf (omg scandalous), Ilya realizes he’s never felt this much at home before. AKA Lots of fluff, a little smut (including some light spanking for Shane), and then fluff again :P
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andante, andante (oh, please don’t let me down) by lovedays
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-24
It’s automatic, taking care of Anya like this. Despite the darkness in his head, and the pit resting in his ribs, Ilya manages to ground himself to her. Shane can be just as grounding, but it’s Anya that allows him to let his mind smooth out and focus on just about nothing. Because if Ilya thinks of Shane, the worst thoughts always return. OR, Ilya’s depression gets the better of him.
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- #76296806
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A Safe Place by ThePromptWasntThisLong (shredded_potato)
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-24
High on painkillers, Shane is a giggly, handsy handful; Ilya is just trying to keep him still, if only he’d stop whispering “Daddy” against his neck. Or: Ilya came to the hospital to apologize, not to have his sanity systematically dismantled by a concussed, clingy Shane who won't stop touching him.
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Somewhere in my memory (Christmas joys all around me) by soul_wanderer
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-24
Ilya never liked Christmas time. Or maybe, he did, once, a long time ago. Shane understands, and quietly sets out to bring back some of that Christmas magic for Ilya.
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Shane and Ilya met two days before Christmas in 2008. They'd both been 17 and on the edge of a journey neither were ready for. It's 17 years later now. Luckily, things worked out pretty well.
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Ilya’s not taken one step inside the cottage (The cottage) and he’s already struggling to take it all in. Nothing about the outside of the “cottage” actually betrays what’s waiting for him inside, and if it weren’t for Shane blocking the exit as he stands there with the bags, he’d take a step out to double-check the door. Or the calendar. Because the living room looks like a department store exploded its entire Christmas stock in there. There are fairy lights, stockings, tinsel, and garlands, but the focal point of the room is the sizable Christmas tree that stands right by the fireplace. With no decorations.
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under a borrowed sky by colorfulreverie
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-24
On christmas morning, Ilya finds himself awake before everyone else, restless under the weight of the holiday. As the day unfolds with Shane, their daughter, and a family built from choice rather than blood, christmas stops feeling like something borrowed, and starts to feel like his. Ilya had been awake since five in the morning, that wasn't anything unusual for him but in the past it had been for training or because of Shane's insane workout routine— and most recently, their daughter screaming at all hours of the morning. This morning he wasn't awake because their daughter had woken him up— miraculously, she was still asleep in her room, curled around the stuffed bear Yuna had given her last week, but because Ilya couldn’t stop thinking. Like his brain wouldn't shut off, and of course it was about something specific. Christmas. The word still felt strange on his tongue, like a borrowed thing he hadn’t quite earned yet despite all the holidays he'd spent with the Hollander family over the many years he and Shane had been together. He lay on his back staring at the ceiling, one arm thrown over his husbands side of the bed, listening to the steady sound of his breathing. Outside, the sky was still dark, snow falling heavily. Everything felt quiet in a way that made his chest ache. Ilya slipped out of bed carefully, like he was sneaking away from something that couldn't be, or shouldn't be disturbed. He pulled on a hoodie and padded down the hall, pausing outside their daughter’s room. He cracked the door open just enough to look inside. She was sprawled across her bed, dark curls sticking up in every direction, one sock kicked off in her sleep. Her nose crinkled as she breathed in and out. There were already too many toys in there with her. Ilya knew that. Shane had told him that many times. He had said, “she’s one, Ilya. She doesn’t need seventeen stuffed animals.” Ilya had nodded, agreeing with him, and then ordered five more. He closed the door softly, leaving her to sleep and went to the living room, where the christmas tree glowed faintly in the early morning light. The presents underneath it were.. excessive. Even by his standards. He crouched down and adjusted one of the bows, frowning at himself as he remembered dinner the previous night, he'd been fretting over the wrapping and Shane had told him it didn't matter. She wouldn't remember her very first christmas anyway. But it did matter. All of it mattered. Back in Russia, he of course did not celebrate christmas in the same way. No lights. No tree. No stupid matching pajamas that David made them wear. New Year’s Eve had been the big thing, and even that had been.. quiet. Heavy. Something to get through because the person who made it special in the first place was no longer with them, and Ilya was not allowed to talk about that. This was different, though. This was theirs. A day that he got to spend with the family he created, and loved more than anything. Shane shuffled in a few moments later, hair sticking up much like their daughters, eyes fighting to stay open, wrapped in one of Ilya’s hoodies. “You’re up early.” Shane whispered through a yawn, voice thick with sleep. Ilya startled, then relaxed. “Could not sleep.” Shane leaned against him, arms slipping around his waist, forehead pressed between Ilya’s shoulder blades. “You’re vibrating.” “Vibrating?" He repeated, his brows furrowing. “Mhm.” Shane whispered against his skin. “You’ve been restless since, like, December first.” Ilya turned, pulling Shane against his chest. “I just want it to be good.” Shane looked up at him then, really looked, his expression softening. “It will be.” “I want it to be perfect.” Shane didn’t hesitate to comfort his husband this time. Nodding against his chest. “Yeah. Me too.” Their daughter woke up an hour later, announcing it by babbling at the top of her little lungs. Shane laughed as Ilya bolted upright, nearly tripping over the dog toys scattered around the floor in his rush to get to her room first. She was wide awake, big brown eyes staring up at him, a big smile on her face as Ilya scooped her up into his arms. “Good morning, solnyshko.” he grinned, pressing a kiss to her messy head of dark curls. She crinkled her nose, reminding him of someone else he loved more than anything in the world. Shane leaned in the doorway, watching them with a smile that made Ilya feel almost naked. Like his husband could really see him, something that no one else had ever been able to do and even after all these years, it still made him a little nervous. Uncomfortable, maybe? "You ready?” He asked. Ilya swallowed, nodding. “Da.” They sat on the floor together in front of the christmas tree, their daughter between them, having more fun with the paper than the gifts that were inside, shrieking with delight every time they helped her rip it. Ilya watched her intently, like he was afraid she might disappear if he blinked for too long. “You went overboard.” Shane murmured under his breath, fond, as she opened her fourth present in a row. Ilya could tell he didn't mean it. He was just as happy sat watching her as he
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I Don't Need Drugs ('Cause I'm Already High Enough) by lipstickliterature
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-24
Shane has an emergency wisdom tooth extraction. Ilya takes care of him.
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Shane opened the fridge one day, discovering ginger ale. A whole set of ginger ale, taking so much place in it. Although, Shane would never have to feel that he was taking too much place in this world he was trying to survive in.
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When their son comes home with split knuckles and a suspension for throwing the first punch, Shane and Ilya just want to know one thing: what did the other kid do to deserve it?
Or in which the Hollander-Rozanovs learn that raising good kids sometimes means teaching them when the rules are worth breaking.
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High On Your Lovin' by beeaattrriicce
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-23
Shane has his wisdom tooth removed. Ilya panics, Shane is high on painkillers. Inspired by the hospital scene in episode 5
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The first weed dispensary opens up in Montreal and Ilya decides it would be a fun idea to take Shane. OR, Shane is anxious about his first time weed experience but ends up having a really good time and feels very safe doing so with his husband, Ilya.
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